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Sandra And The Special Wedding
by Sarah Young (sarahyoungsarah@hotmail.com)
***
Sandra is a school teacher of rich Eastern European
decadency, living in a depressed post war English
village after the War. And she helps arrange a 'Special
Wedding'. (MMm+, ped, cd, inc, 1st, mast, oral, bd, mc)
***
Chapter 1
Fuckmond is a small rural town set within the
countryside of Wankmondshire in the gloomy north of
post-war England.
The year was 1951, and Fuckmond like the rest of the
country, was depressed, there was very little work in
and around the town, plus many of the men folk of the
area did not return after the war, which left the women
struggling to support their large families.
Prior to the war, rural life was happy and people
enjoyed the sweet innocence that country life provided,
and it was now that the schools of Fuckmond were full
of youngsters resulting from the enjoyments of their
parent's pre-war days.
Sandra was the headmistress of the local school, the
school which educated all the children of Fuckmond as
well as the outlaying small villages, hamlets and
farms, and as you can imagine, there was a variety of
children, in ages, background, size and shape, and for
some reason, the majority of the pupils were girls,
with a very small proportion being boys, which no one
really understood.
In Sandra's school of 85 pupils, only 25 were boys, and
most of them were part of three very large families in
the area, and being large families, it was their
mothers who were desperate to make ends meet.
Sandra being in her 50's, and being mature was well
aware of the situation, and felt a social need to help
these poor families, as she knew only too well what it
was like being poor in a depressed rural community.
You see Sandra had been born and raised in a hardly
known Eastern European country, rife with national
turmoil and unrest, and to her, the war was just
normality.
Her family had worked the land for generations, and it
was her uncle Magline's imagination, that enabled him
to 'acquire' riches to free his family to another world
where dreams could become reality.
No one knew exactly what Magline did to get his
millions, but he did and his family appreciated his
actions, and promised to be his servants for the rest
of his days. Being who he was, Magline made sure his
family paid him back, every penny in favours, Sandra
being one of those favours he had had so many times,
from her preteen years up to the present day, Sandra
did what ever Magline demanded of her, and I mean
everything!
Sandra had always been one of those girls who had
'something' about her which made her sexually
attractive, I am sure you know exactly what I mean, and
even as a preteen, she oozed sexuality, as well as
oozing juices from her young over active cunt, which
Uncle Magline loved to attend to.
Chapter 2
Sandra hat not seen or heard from Magline in over 5
years, thinking she had finally escaped his lurid and
sick demands, though saying that, she really did enjoy
the exploits in later years and she too had developed
some disgusting sexual perversions, and fantasies that
would not only shock, but probably get her locked up in
jail if she was found out.
Trouble is, Sandra's fantasies have all been realised
by her, which leads her to have the most horrid
nightmares imaginable, as you would think, this would
stop her from doing them... no not Sandra! When Sandra
feels a twinge in her knickers, the juices start
flowing, and she knows she needs to satisfy that itch
deep with in her perverted soul and body.
Having arrived in England well before the War enabled
Sandra, being a foreigner with a funny accent, to be
accepted by the authorities and the community, though
it would have been a different story if she had arrived
in Fuckmond after 1945.
Sandra had been a teacher in many schools across the
country, and had had to disappear from every school she
had been to. It was more than just the teaching Sandra
liked. It was more who she was teaching, that Sandra
liked even more.
Not only did Sandra teach reading, writing and
arithmetic, she also introduced her 'favourite' pupils
to sex, and not just lovey-dovey sex, but kinky stuff,
stuff that makes hardcore look tame, well in the 1950's
it was unthinkable, but now, more people think about
it.
Being a headmistress was a result of blackmail, sexual
of course, and this promotion, especially in some far
away, insignificant back water, gave her the chance to
fulfill even more fantasies, fantasies that had not yet
been born or nurtured within Sandra's dirty mind,
though it didn't take long for new kinkier fantasies to
be nurtured.
You see, being a headmistress, enabled Sandra to not
only do day to day teaching, but she could 'organise'
events, plays, out of school activities like school
trips, visits.
There were also the administrative chores, which would
play a big part in the development of any future
fantasies. Headmistresses meet parents/families of
pupils present and future, making personal records
available to her for to 'research'.
Many a time she would stay late, sifting through the
school records, jotting things down, looking at record
photos of each pupil, her legs wide apart, skirt
hitched high, stocking tops and plump thighs on view,
while her fingers would be working away delving deep
into her knickered snatch, squelching her way through
her knickers to relieve that hot itch which as soon as
it was tamed, would very soon be flaring up in need of
more serious attention.
This night was worse than ever before, it had been 18
months since she has had sex let alone fulfilled any
fantasies, it had also been 18 months ago that she
started this job at Fuckmond school, and that was not
coincidental!
Chapter 3
As was usual on a Monday morning, Sandra was in her
office attending to the school chores, when a knock
came to the door and in walked Frebe, the school
secretary, informing Sandra that Mrs. Skril wanted to
see her about her son Drinfa.
Drinfa had not gone un-noticed by Sandra, as he was
10yo, about 5' 2", slim blonde and so pretty, it was
the thought of him that had made Sandra's knickers so
wet and sticky so many times since she had arrived at
her new post.
Surprisingly enough, Sandra knew exactly where Drifna's
file was and asked Mrs. Skril into her office. Doing
this she felt her knickers wetten and juices began
trickling down her clammy firm thigh, only to be
stopped and absorbed by the darker band of nylon at the
tops of her stockings. She was so turned on as her
stomach fluttered with anxiety, her mouth dried in need
of the taste of spunk while her hands got sticky with
sweat, just right to lubricate a young cock she
thought. She was ready to create and fulfill her next
fantasy... Even though it was well overdue, it was sure
going to be her finest yet.
She met with Mrs. Skril, and although Sandra's
uncomfortable knicker situation was in one sense,
'uncomfortable' it was on the other hand pleasurable
and exciting, and she managed to concentrate on Mrs.
Skril's reason for being there.
It appeared that Mrs. Skril was struggling so much to
provide for her large family, and had been diagnosed
with cancer with only a very short time to live, and
wanted to know how she could obtain help for her
family.
The dirty mind of Sandra was working overtime and
fantasies were churning out, which had the effect of
making her cunt juices flow in abundance and this time
they kept flowing down her stockings past the sodden
wetted stocking tops. She needed to stick something up
her cunt now, otherwise she would explode and go crazy.
Sandra had to get Mrs. Skril out of the office so she
could frig herself, but as she started to wind up the
meeting she saw Mrs. Skril's face change and a knowing
smile appeared out of her twisted pained expression,
which frightened Sandra, as she though Mrs. Skril knew
exactly what was going on in her mind let alone her
knickers.
Then Mrs. Skril commented that she liked Sandra, and
that she knew deep down that Sandra would look after
Drifna for as long as it takes to get him to manhood.
Little did Mrs. Skril realise how near the truth that
was to be, but not quite how she had imagined, and this
thought just added even more sexual excitement to
Sandra's smelly cunt, as she was now shaking with lust.
As Mrs. Skril rose slowly out of her chair, Sandra
noticed the tops of Mrs. Skril's stockings and how
lovely her legs looked, all shapely and feminine. Her
eyes lifted to see for the first time, Mrs. Skril's
face, although it had little make up applied to it, how
very cute she looked, and for a split moment, she saw
Drifna's face on his mother's shoulders.
With a struggle through pain, Mrs. Skril made the final
effort and was now on her feet, looking at Sandra, she
said... 'May I call you Sandra? You may call me
Moltina!... You will take care of my pretty boy won't
you? I always wanted Drifna to be a girl, even before
he was born, I was convinced my baby would be another
girl. I used to dress him in girls clothes when he was
much younger. You see we have never had much money, and
being one of three boys with eight sisters, it made
sense. He looked so sweet and cute all dressed up.
Don't tell him will you? Especially about the times
when I let his hair grow. I would put bows and ribbons
in his hair, which matched nicely with his frilly
dresses... You don't think that's perverted of me do
you Sandra?"
Sandra smiled for two reasons, one about the image of
Drifna dressed as a pretty sissy, and two because her
cunt lips were so erect and were being teased like mad
by the fabric of her sopping wet nylon knickers which
were shoved well up deep into her snatch.
" I don't think that's at all perverted Moltina, he is
a pretty boy, and I will do everything possible to help
him through his life, trust me." Said Sandra.
" You don't mind me asking, Sandra, but what is that
delightful smell? "Moltina asked with a very knowing
look on her face, as she dropped her eyes down to look
at the wet patch on the front of Sandra's tight skirt.
Completely out of the blue Moltina, presented her arm
out in the direction of Sandra and gently ran her
fingers over Sandra's wet patch, which sent shivers all
through her. Her fingers wetted from her skirt, Moltina
sniffed her fingers and licked them, smiling at Sandra
all the time.
"Come here darling" Moltina said, " You are turned on
by our meeting. You smell nice and I want to lick you,
but I'm too ill for that" As she said that her shaking
fingers gently caressed Sandra's, cheeks, slowly in
circles they explored her lips and her neck.
Her nipples were straining to escape from her bra and
blouse and as Moltina circled the tips of her fingers
over each erect nipple, Sandra returned the caressing
and held her face as if it was Drifna's face.
" Please frig yourself, and let me taste you, please
Sandra!"
Sandra obliged and her masturbation brought her off so
quickly making her fingers all wet with her thick
sticky juices, which she offered to Drifna's mother,
and in return she lapped at Sandra's hand like a kitten
lapping milk.
" Look after my pretty boy, you are a teacher, you
teach him please," She said with a perverted grin
adhered to her pain ridden face.
On that note, Moltina left the room and the school yard
for the last time ever.
Chapter 4
Usually Sandra kept a spare pair of knickers for
situations when her oversexed pussy empties it's load,
but this time Sandra had forgot, which meant she just
had to wear the wet sticky smelly pair all day... which
had its advantages!
Then out of the blue, as if nothing else could happen
that day, her office door opened with a bang, and in
marched Uncle Magline, as bold and as fat, ugly and
disgusting as she had remembered.
It was obvious he was pleased to see her, as he was
unzipping his trousers as he walked over to her desk,
in an effort to release his enormous thick, raging cock
all slimy, sticky and oozing litres of pre-cum, well so
it looked.
Fortunately for them both, now was the best time for
rampant sweaty sex, as Sandra was still dripping and
Magline had been travelling for two days and in need of
sticking it in any smelly slippery hole he could fit it
into, and as before, Sandra was more than happy to
accommodate.
There was no foreplay, Magline just thrust his erection
at Sandra, who in turn, lifted her skirt, pulled the
gussets of her sopping knickers to one side and waited
to be impregnated.
Magline stopped and commented on how wet and how nice
Sandra smelt, and asked what she had been doing to get
in that condition.
Being so big, Magline could not kneel in front of
Sandra, so he lay down on the floor allowing Sandra to
lower her pungent cunt onto his face for him to sniff
and lick. As she did this she noticed two men standing
over her watching and playing with each other's
erections.
They were obviously gay, and in an era when such people
were non-existent, these two were by today's standard,
the gayest of gay, though they did seem to be getting
off by Sandra's antics, but then she realised Uncle
Magline's cock was what they were ogling over and
wanting.
While Sandra was being pleasured by Uncles nose and
mouth, she was introduced to the men as... "Lusto is
the tall thin bald guy, and Crandi is the short chubby
one... guys this is the slut Sandra I told you about,
no get over here you two and suck me off!"
Not a man to mix his words our Magline, and soon he was
being slurped on by these two weird gay guys while
Sandra came all over Magline's face.
"Hell Sandra, you are one hell of a slut! How your
pussy get so wet and sticky so early in the day at
school, I wonder?" Magline said with a hearty laugh
only to be broken by his moan as he shot his load into
the faces of the two gays. Thing was, he had a good
idea how Sandra's knickers had become so delectable.
"Now my Cum Slut! Clean up my two friends" Sandra went
over and kissed the two gay guys clean of Uncles Cum,
and then treated each to a cleansing blowjob, and for
two gays, their cocks certainly did respond to the
feminine tongue!
The three of them helped Magline to his feet, and
seated him. They talked about the past, in every sordid
detail, which enabled Uncle Magline to rub his thick
member while looking at Sandra, and then Sandra asked
why he was here.
" I need your help my Dear! I want to get married. You
see marriage is the in thing in my circle of friends,
and I know you can help me and do all the
'arrangements' and it will be a wedding to remember my
Dear... Yes, a wedding to remember..." As he trailed
off his last words, he looked at Lusto and Crandi, and
all three laughed out loud.
What circle of friends Magline frequented was a
mystery, but it was certainly macabre, dark and
surreal, even Sandra with her twisted perverted sexual
desires could not comprehend what uncle was thinking
of. A wedding is a wedding, OK it will probably cost
the earth if Magline is involved, yes and OK he has gay
tendencies, but then he makes no excuses for openly
travelling to Fuckmond with two gayer than gay guys, so
what is it she thought?
Having got themselves together, Magline asked Sandra
how she liked her job, and how difficult it was for him
to track her down. Then he said something, which
stirred Sandra's imagination and what exactly Uncle
Magline was wanting!
" So my Cum Slut! You don't mind me calling you that do
you? What's the school like?" as he said this with that
sly eye movement, Sandra knew just what he meant.
" Any 'nice' pupils? This is a primary school isn't it?
What ages does it 'cater' for? 6-11 year olds I believe
in this country isn't it? Mmmmmmm," Malgine started to
stroke his cock again and licked the slime off his
fingers, offering a taste to the guys.
" You like 'Teaching' young ones don't you Sandra?
Especially little boys? Even little girlies? Now let me
see..." at that point Sandra told him to stop, and
asked what it was he wanted.
"I've told you..." His wanking motion went faster and
harder as he carried on talking " I want a wedding, a
special wedding, with special guests, with special
ushers and bridesmaids, and a very, very special
'BRIDE'" His head went back, his breathing fast and
heavy, his chest was pumping as fast as his hand, and
from his huge erection squirted out stream after stream
of thick white cum, into the air and all over the
jacket of his black suit. So that's what all those
white stains are on his suit Sandra thought.
Even though he was an ugly grotesque over weight old
man, he was very rich and Sandra had always liked that
particular quality. Plus the fact that their devious
and perverted plans were always worth sharing.
But then, their type of sex was an addictive drug. They
wanted more, and each fix had to be stronger than the
last.
Chapter 5
A knock on the door ensured that all four of them were
in a sort of presentable state, although the room was
pungent with the scent of hot sweaty sex.
The door opened and in walked Frebe, who was unaware of
any one but Sandra was in the room. The men excused
themselves, and on leaving the room, Malgine offered a
cum drenched finger to Frebe's lips and told her to
suck it, which she did with pleasure, as she could
smell the cum as well as see the wad in his fat hand.
She didn't stop there, she licked his hand clean, while
Sandra watched in amazement.
Little prudish Frebe doing that?
" Don't worry Sandra, we won't be staying at your
house, we have a room at the local inn... Very cosy it
will be I am sure!" The gays giggled like little school
girls and out they minced following the grotesque Uncle
Malgine.
Sandra's mind was racing, what sort of wedding does he
want, why does he want me involved, why come here, why
not call for me as he sometimes does?
All week Sandra heard nothing or saw nothing of
Malgine, until she got a call on Friday afternoon from
the police, saying that they needed to come and see
Sandra very urgently before school closed for the
weekend.
I agreed and they confirmed that they were to send two
plain clothed police women and a plain clothed
policeman so as not to cause concern.
Sandra though that this had had to be something to do
with Malgine, so she rang the hotel to speak to him,
but he nor the gays were there.
The time came and the police were shown in by Frebe,
and Sandra was told about an accident that had happened
a mile away which involved a black foreign car which
killed two women, each of which had sons at the school.
Sandra was told that the mothers were Mrs. Herif and
Mrs. Closra.
The boys were Sleve Herif, a 10yo boy with brown hair,
slim and about 5' 0", and Wolda Closra a 9yo 4' 8" tall
boy with black hair, each being only children.
Sandra didn't know which shocked her most. The fact
that two mothers of boys in the school had been killed,
or the fact that two boys in her school had not only
lost their fathers in the war, but had now lost their
mothers or that it was that bastard Malgine's car that
had killed the women and had just driven off.
Sandra's week had been very strange indeed, but what
should she tell the police.
Apparently they just wanted to tell the boys, and there
was no mention of Sandra helping them with their
enquiries.
The boys were brought to the office and Sandra held
each boy as they were told of the incident, and she
caressed their smooth cheeks and faces gently kissing
away their tears, all the time the stirring in her
knickers was getting strong again.
Here she was holding two young pretty boys, smooth
skin, fine hair, frail, vulnerable and virgins. She was
allowed by the situation to hold and feel their young
bodies and limbs and to put her hands and run her
fingers all over them in an effort to comfort the
raging anger within.
The taste of their young fresh smooth skin through
those tears was like her tasting their nubile cum, and
it had the same effect.
She sat down and sat the boys on her knees so that they
could squirm on her skirt, and so she could secretly
send an exploratory finger or four up their backs and
down to their small pert bottoms. All the time she did
this there were three members of the police in the room
looking at her, but they didn't know what she was
doing, or wanted to do.
Then her finger gently and innocently drifted across
the front of one of the boy's shorts only to find a
bulge, albeit a small bulge but it was there, a sign of
response.
Then Sandra stopped realising the situation that the
boys had just lost their mother, and that they needed
care, but then again the trauma probably masked all
sense and doing what she did was probably not realised
by the recipient boys.
The question was asked about the boy's families, each
of which now had none, no aunts no uncles no
grandparents. They were on their own at 9 & 10yo!
Sandra felt her mouth get dry and her knickers wetter
as she muttered... "The boys can CUM and stay at my
house. I will look after them both"
As she said this the boys looked across at her and with
a genuine smile through their tears nodded, smiled and
said in unison 'Yes please Miss!"
The police not knowing Sandra's antics closed their
books and headed off home.
On leaving the room, the blonde pretty policewoman
turned to Sandra and said... " I love the smell in your
office. It reminds me of something... but I can not put
my 'finger' on it!"
To which Sandra replied... " You can put your finger on
it any time you want... how about tomorrow?" With that
Sandra obtained the blonde police woman's address and a
time was arranged for the following evening.
So that was two pairs of hot wet sticky knickers in one
room, and two pairs of little boys underpants that had
drops of pre-cum on them
Then Sandra realised, she couldn't meet the girl, as
she would have the two boys! Staying I mean!!
Chapter 6
The boys went home with Sandra, and she realised that
the boys had only the clothes they had on, and thought
she would take them home tomorrow to collect their
things, or maybe that would be too soon and too
traumatic.
Then she realised, she only has one bed, and nowhere
else comfortable for any of them to sleep.
All these scenarios was getting Sandra even more
excited, and she suggested that she run a nice hot bath
for the boys.
As a teacher, she realised that at that age the boys
weren't bothered about stripping off and sharing a bath
with each other, so to her surprise the boys both
stripped off completely right in front of her and stood
there naked waiting for the bath to fill up.
It wasn't only the bath that was filling up, but
Sandra's knickers were gushing out as much hot juice as
the bath tap!
Two pre-teen boys naked, showing their white smooth
skin with no hair at all apart from on their head.
Their penises were small and there was a development of
their balls at the base as their cocks gently stood
away from their creamy white smooth thighs. Not a
blemish, pure white and smooth.
The bath filled and she helped each boy into the water
touching them both at every opportunity possible, and
then she decided to soap them both.
Rubbing the bar of soap all over their bodies and them
she nervously rubbed the soap between their legs,
around their little cocks and up the crack of their
pert bottoms. She paid more attention to the areas
between their legs and rubbed the soap all over their
cocks, which were now responding, as she wanted.
Both cocks stood as proud as they could and she
lathered the soap in her hands and proceeded to wank
each boy at the same time. It was obvious they had
never experienced anything like this, but they loved
it, and as she stopped to get more lather from the
soap, she saw them both take each other penis and
continue wanking each other.
Sandra was in ecstasy at what was happening.
Both the boy's faces were showing pleasure and both
seemed to know exactly what to do to each other, and
Sandra asked how they knew about what they were doing.
Wolda, the younger of the two went on to tell Sandra
about a girl in the year below him... " You must know
Zeta miss!? She's in the year below me at our school,
she showed us what to do when we went to play"
Sandra was amazed... "You mean that little cute Zeta?
But she's only 8yo! What did she show you?"
"Promise you won't tell miss?" Sleve piped while he
continued sliding his little slender fingers up and
down Wolda's pubescent erection..." We went to play
with her and she showed us her knickers, and told us to
sniff and lick them just like her daddy and mummy do,
and we did it, and then she told us to take our cocks
out and she started to rub them like we are doing know"
continued young Sleve.
"Zeta put Sleve cock into her mouth and then mine and
we had to put our fingers into her cunt, which was very
hot and wet' then Wolda amazed Sandra when he asked her
"Does your cunt get wet and hot like Zetas miss? And do
your knickers smell nice, as nice as Zeta's?"
Sandra had no option but to give the boys an
opportunity to find out, so she lifted her tight skirt
and stood there in front of the naked boys, as they
leant forward, their bodies wet and soapy, and each
sniffed and licked Sandra's worn knickers.
" Oh miss, you are wet and you smell better than Zeta!"
Sleve said and continued his exploration of Sandra's
knickers.
The boys lapped at Sandra and she just had to wrap her
legs around the boy's neck, which she did and ground
her filthy pussy all over his young innocent face until
she gushed her juices all over him, which he licked
clean.
"Miss?" said Wolda " can I have a go?" and in no time
Wolda was treated to Sandra's second orgasm.
She kissed the boys tender clean skin only to smell her
cunt on them both, so she just had to continue bathing
them.
More soap and more hot water, and the boy's skin
started to wrinkle as it does at that age when exposed
to water for too long.
The boys stepped out and Sandra spent as much time
towelling them down as she did bathing them, and again
concentrating on drying them between their legs.
Two little erections sticking out as stiff and as far
as they had ever done in their short lives, Sandra just
had to take them in her mouth, and as she did, she
asked the boys if Zeta did it like this or better.
Sandra won hands down, as the little smooth penises
squirted out as much as they could at that age, all of
which went into Sandra's mouth and was savoured before
she swallowed.
"Miss can we do that again sometime?" was the question,
and to which Sandra answered, "YES! Very soon my dears"
Chapter 7
The boys pranced around the house naked, their little
limp dicks swinging about their thighs as they ran
around.
Sandra could not believe this, and why weren't the boys
distraught about their mother's deaths?
"Miss?" the boys said, and Sandra loved it when they
said that, it made her feel like a sort of Dominatrix,
and this 'sexcited' her, she had acquired two little
boys who would do anything and everything she asked.
Sandra was to get the boys ready for bed, but there
were no nightclothes for them, so Sandra asked the boys
what they would wear to bed, and to her surprise, Sleve
spoke up and as he did his cock started stiffening...
"Miss, may I go to bed wearing your knickers, the ones
you are wearing, please?"
Her knickers were black nylon French knickers, she had
worn them all day and they were dirty with woman's
juices, she was surprised and a little shocked but she
agreed, and took them off and gave them to Sleve to put
in.
Before he put them on, he sniffed and licked the dirty
gusset exclaiming ho nice they smelt and tasted, which
was reflected by the way his cock twitched and
stiffened even more.
He bent down and pulled the baggy knickers up his young
slim white silky legs and as the knickers touched the
end of his bobbing erection he let out a moan. The
nylon fabric brushing the end of his little tip excited
him, which in turn excited Wolda and Sandra alike.
As he slid the knickers up his bottom, the stiffened
member ensured that the loose knickers stayed up and
she could see pre-cum seeping out of the aroused tip of
the young boys cock.
"Miss I want to wear them as well miss!!" said Wolda in
a pathetic little boy voice.
Then Sandra had a thought, and told the boys they could
both wear the same pair, as they were big enough.
Each boy stepped into the knickers so that their backs
were together and their cocks were able to slip and
slide all over the nylon fabric.
This was an exciting image, Sandra had got two little
boys into her knickers, and the three of them got into
bed, and Sandra hugged and held them both, only find a
lot of little fingers starting to explore her pussy
lips, which was an invitation to rub the boys cocks
through her knickers, and this time she felt them both
cum with wads of cum.
All of them came loads that night and they all slept
together, huddled together, and in the morning Sandra's
knickers had dried out, but were host to two rather
larger erections than had been in them the night
before!
Chapter 8
That morning, the three of them learnt about 'Morning
Glories' and how young boys wake up, and if there is a
girl around, how they will get the benefit of this
phenomenon.
That day Sandra was to meet her policewoman, and she
went round and explained the situation. This didn't
seem to be a problem, as Trikela was keen to help out,
a little too keen, and they decided to go shopping for
the boy's clothes.
While in the nearest big town they both decided to
sissify the boys and bought them very frilly girlie
clothes. Bearing in mind this was the 50's, before
tights (pantyhose) had become fashionable, the girls
bought frilly knickers, suspender belts, stockings,
frilly underskirts, shoes, little girl skirts and
dresses, loads of bows, ribbons, lace and other
feminine things as well as make up lipstick, perfume
and of course blonde wigs.
Both girls were kinky, perverted sluts and they both
liked their 'boys' very young!
They got back to Sandra's and closed the curtains and
ordered the boys to strip.
The girls were treated to their little cocks stiffened
and thickened, and there were signs of wetness on their
tips!
"You disgusting boys, what have you been doing to be
like that?" Trikela shouted at them both. The boys
cowered and tried covering their erections, which by
now where getting harder.
" You two boys are filthy, and rude" Sandra joined in,
and preceded to tell them that as a punishment they
were to be sissified and treated like naughty little
girls.
"Yes Miss" they said in unison, and the afternoon was
spent with the two girls making the boys into little
sissies.
They wore girlie wigs, lots of make up and lipstick,
short dresses, stockings and suspenders, high heels and
no knickers, so that their erections stood out under
the hems of their skirts, dribbling precum.
The boys were enjoying being sissies, and Trikela and
Sandra were keen to play with their new toys.
Chapter 9
Trikela ordered Wolda to kneel in front of Sleve, lift
his girly dress and take his cock in his mouth, and
with out hesitation he did this like a whore!
Both Sandra and Trikela looked on mouths wide open as
the nine year old boy slurped on his friend Sleve's ten
year old cock.
The girl's knickers were wet through at this act, and
it was obvious that the boys knickers too were getting
very wet, and that their little cocks had never before
squirted anything like what they were squirting now.
Soon Wolda's mouth was full of Sleve's cum, and it was
time for Sleve to go down on Wolda.
Even more whorish slurping and Sleve had done his job,
and as a treat each boy was allowed to take off the
knickers of the two girls and do what ever they wanted
with them.
Trikela was a pretty lusty blonde and Sleve went
straight for hers and wore them. A nice frilly pink
pair of nylon knickers, which smelt and tasted so
fantastic! They fitted Sleve nicely as Trikela liked
wearing her knickers tight!
Sandra's knickers were white, skimpy and very see
through, and these almost fit Wolda.
Chapter 10
The rest of the day and night was spent with the two
women pleasuring the sissies and the sissies doing what
ever the women wanted, which generally meant some form
of pervert sexual act, like having their heads buried
in the women's knickered cunts, or the boys carrying
out a mutual wanking exhibition, which lead to spunk
squirting through the air, and into the mouths of the
girls.
Obviously all four slept, in the same bed, which lead
to even more perverted sex acts, and the exchange of
bodily fluids in great quantities.
Every one was sore and tired, but they all needed more!
Sunday morning arrived and the boys were made to swap
outfits, and were heavily made up and sissified for the
day.
They pranced around the house, their little skirts
flouncing exposing their erect cocks and they were
encouraged to do girlie movements.
Then a knock at the door stopped every one in their
tracks and Sandra looking through the window realised
it was Uncle Magline and his to gay guys!
Sandra thought that this would be interesting and let
them in.
As he walked through the door, he boomed, " We ran two
sluts over and killed them yesterday, hell that was a
turn on..." Then he stopped when he saw the two sissies
standing there with stiff little smooth slender white
cocks standing proud lifting the hems of their skirts.
"Wow Sandra, introduce to me to these exquisite sissy
sluts, please do!"
They were introduced and in no time, Magline had
stripped and was sat sporting his usually dripping big
fat hard on, beckoning over the sissies.
Sleve was keen to get closer and experience that
enormous cock, the likes of which he had never before
seen. As if by magic, the sissies cock grew and his
foreskin peeled right back.
He was turned on more than by the two girls!!!!
Chapter 11
Sandra's plan was beginning to develop which led her to
take Magline to Drifna's house, as she was to get
Magline to pay handsomely to the Skril family so that
Moltina's last days could be happy and worry free.
Magline saw Drifna and he began unzipping his trousers
to free his instant hard on.
Drifna stood there just like a pretty girl, and licked
his lips as he watched Magline wank furiously.
Moltina too was amazed, not at Drifna's actions, but by
Magline. Sandra could not work out what it was that
made him so attractive to women, and boys?
Moltina was by herself and needed sex before she died
and offered herself to Magline, who banged her
senseless against the wall, while being watched by the
whole family.
Magline gave a brief case to Moltina, who opened it to
find it full of pound notes.
With this Magline declared that he would take Drifna
away with him straight away.
The three of them drove back to Sandra's house, her
knickers wet with the thought of three boys staying
with her, especially at night all in the same bed!
"Sandra my cum slut! I want you to meet my bride!"
Yelled Magline, as Sandra watched the front door
waiting for her to enter.
"Sandra? Look at me slut! Here is my Bride to be!!" as
Magline pointed to Drifna.
Well it all started to make sense now, and Sandra's
imagination was in overdrive at the thought of the
wedding plans.
Drifna just stood there motionless apart from a growing
bulge in his shorts.
The thought of this was turning Drifna on more and
more, so much so that the little boys cock was trying
to escape from the leg of his shorts, but instead of
the spectators being treated to the sight of a slim
white smooth penis, instead they saw it appear shrouded
in shear white nylon.
Drifna was wearing a pair of girly white nylon
knickers, all see through and trimmed with delicate
lace.
Sandra moved over to unzip his shorts and let his bulge
spring into the air.
A sexy scene indeed as his cock was thickening, and the
knickers were wet at the tip of his young smooth cock,
and his balls had developed enough to display a lust to
be emptied.
Sandra's instinct was to lick the nylon clad cock, and
the excitement being too much, Drifna exploded into his
knickers, which she lapped up keeping it in her mouth,
she went over to Magline and from her mouth she let it
drip into Magline's awaiting mouth.
Chapter 12
The weekend arrived and Magline ordered the girls to go
shopping, and handed each a thousand pounds, to buy
special things for the wedding, and the 'guests'!
Sandra, Trikela and Frebe went to the nearest city,
Lustomani and they bought lots of bows, ribbons, make
up, lipstick, costume jewellery and other such items to
add to the decoration that makes weddings what they
are.
Then Sandra asked the girls what they were going to do
about clothes.
It was then that both Trikela and Frebe looked at each
other and smiled, and told Sandra to follow them both,
which she did, and they ended up in a large store on
the main street that sold children's clothes and school
uniforms.
The window was full of child manikins dressed in
various children's clothes and uniforms, and was
typical of the era.
In they all walked, and as the door bell rang a middle
aged man, about six foot tall, wavy grey hair, stooped,
wearing a tweed suit, which was ill fitting, came out
from no where and as he rubbed his arthritic hands
together, he greeted the girls... "Hello my Dears! What
a lovely set of girls you are my dears! Prey tell, what
is you are in search of my dears!"
Frebe then replied... "We believe you may be able to
supply us with items from your 'Candy Man Catalogue'.
It is our understanding from the Reverend Hinkter, that
you have a fine selection, a selection which can only
be found in parts of Europe, and that aim to 'Please'
if you know what I mean sir?"
"Sorry my dear, but I am perplexed as to your request
and description. May be my dear, you could elaborate?"
" The Reverend is my brother, and he has made many a
purchase from your 'Candy Man Catalogue'... The Items
on Pages 1001 –1007 have given the Reverend so much
'pleasure', and he told me to say the word... 'Clinter
Daque', and that with that word you will welcome us
into the world of the 'Candy Man Catalogue'. We have
the required membership fee, and I am sure my friends
will provide you with additional fees as you require."
"My dears, I have a phone call to make. Please browse
my humble shop, and feel free to 'Try On' the
merchandise if you should wish" said the shopkeeper
with a wink.
Sandra was amazed and did not understand what was going
on, and saw Trikela and Febe pleasuring each other's
eager cunts.
Trikela than wandered the shop, and lifting a short
black pleated schoolgirl skirt, which was meant for a
10 year old, put it up against her and asked the girls
what they thought. Let's put it this way, there were
three pairs of wet knickers at the thought of Trikela
wearing it.
The lanky keeper returned, stooped and bowing his head
and closing his eyes said... "My dear Frebe, Ragen has
confirmed who you are, and I welcome you and your dear
friends into the "Candy Man Club", but I will need from
each of you, £500 and a vow that you will tell no one
of the 'Candy Man Club and its' Catalogue or it's
activities'"
The girls agreed, and handed over the money, which in
the 1950's was a vast amount.
The man turned the shop sign to 'CLOSED'. Locked the
door, and pulled down the blind to the door, after
which the girls followed the man up the stairs, leaving
the ground floor shop area in darkness and deserted.
Upstairs was a locked door, and after the man unlocked
the 10 locked and bolts, the steel door opened and as
the light switch was turned on, the contents of the
room became apparent, and the girl's faces lit up with
shear excitement.
Chapter 13
The floor area was twice as large as the ground floor
and was had even more manikins, but manikins of little
boys and little girls wearing sexy lingerie, stockings,
sexy outfits, and all the boy manikins had erect
penises, and the girls had excited cunt lips.
There were contraptions galore and a whole host of sex
aids, gadgets, equipment and sets for every perverted
scenario.
Trekela told the man... " we are here to buy for a
'Slutboy Wedding' and have money to buy for all the
guests, what we feel is right to make the wedding a
success for all".
"A Slutboy Wedding!" exclaimed the man, you mean there
is to be a 'Slutboy Wedding' in the area?... I have
read about them and heard of them from customers who
have been abroad, and I have not met any one who has
actually been to one, and you are telling me there is
to be one locally?"
"There is indeed my dear" retorted Frebe "and it is to
be the best one ever held or likely to be held, and you
are to provide as much of the wedding tackle to ensure
it will be such!"
"My dears! May I beg you for an invitation, and I will
provide all your requirements at half the cost!"
The girls all agreed, and Trekela asked the man if he
had any 'Manikin Dolly Frames', and he confirmed that
he had six in stock and all were the latest models, and
that no one had yet bought one.
Sandra asked what one of those was, and Frebe began to
explain, as the man brought out a cardboard box about
six foot long, a foot wide and eighteen inches deep and
began opening it.
"Well Sandra, it's a wooden frame hinged and pivoted,
shaped a bit like an 'X'. It has leather straps and has
the ability to have attachments fitted," said Frebe "
The 'SLUT' is spread eagled, and arms held out to its
sides and the frame is attached to their wrists,
ankles, waist and neck by the leather straps"
On Sandra asking why, Frebe continues, " The SLUT is
naked, preferably, but some like the SLUT to wear
flimsy knickers suspenders and stockings, and the SLUT
is told to walk to a vertical support and the frame is
connected to this. Just like a manikin, the frame,
allows the SLUT to be manipulated just like an artists
manikin! The person can alter how the SLUT poses...
it's arms can be outstretched, it's legs open wide, or
you can tuck the SLUT's legs under it or have it's arms
stretched above it's head. The user can alter how the
limbs are positioned, but the SLUT is unable to move."
"My dears! The SLUT is totally submissive and the user,
can use/abuse the SLUT as he/she desires. The latest
model has an adjustable butt plug, which can be
inserted into the anus to a thickness an depth to suit
the SLUT's situation, and very nice modification I feel
and hope you all agree!"
"The vertical pole can be moved around by its wheels,
and can turn the frame 360 degrees, so the SLUT can be
horizontal, vertical or any angle in between. Ideal if
you want the SLUT to lick your cunts, or turn the SLUT
around on the frame and its genitals will be at the
level of your eager mouths, with out the need for you
to bend down. The permutations are endless!" said the
perverted shopkeeper.
Trekela speaks to the man with a question... " I have
seen a brief picture of one of these in use and it is a
real turn on, but wonder if there is one size only, and
does this fit all?"
"My Dear, I only cater for the 'Smaller People' as
these offer and provide the most pleasure, don't you
think? Especially to have them as your personal SEX
DOLL, and do to them what ever it is they 'deserve'
enhances that special pleasure"
Sandra suggests that they buy two of the 'Manikin Dolly
Frames', but Frebe thinks three would provide more
flexibility, and whispers something into Sandra's ear.
Chapter 14
Frebe was keen to enquire about two particular products
she had seen in her brother's copy of the Catalogue.
"I have seen in your catalogue, a 'Granny Cage', I do
hope you have some to sell".
" A Granny Cage eh? Another product I have yet to sell,
I have two of those if you wish them my dear!"
Sandra, even though she had experienced a lot of
perverted, filthy sex acts, was feeling like she was an
innocent schoolgirl (well she could have taught an
innocent schoolgirl the ways of lesbian lust at that
particular moment and any other moment) and asked yet
again for an explanation of it's use.
"Imagine if you will my dear, a board with wheels
attached, a bit like a large roller skate, but with
buckles on the board as well as a pole with a type of
bicycle seat opposite, and around it all a cane cage"
explained the man
"And...?" asked Sandra
"Well my dear, the SLUT kneels on the board and its
legs are strapped on the board. A pole is inserted on
the board and the SLUTS neck is strapped to this pole
which forces the SLUT to kneel forward, but its head is
held pointing upwards. The cage is clasped around the
SLUT on its board, and the large old Granny, steps into
he cage, and the door is locked so that her cunt is
pressed tight against the SLUTs face which s held in
position with the pole. The big fat granny perches on
the pole with the bicycle type seat and she is able to
scoot around. Oh yes! Her large long skirt is draped
over the cage and no one apart from Granny and the SLUT
knows what is up Granny's skirt, and what attention her
cunt is receiving"
"So the Granny's cunt gets a good sniffing and licking
and as she moves her cunt rubs all over the SLUTS face
and she cums all over the SLUTs face! The skirt keeps
her hot, wet and sweaty and the SLUT has to breathe and
taste Granny's cunt smells and juices, and because the
SLUTS hands are tied, it can not relieve its genitals!"
Sandra says.
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" My Dear, you wanted to enquire about two products,
what is the other one? Oh by the way my dear, your cunt
juices smell divine! So strong, so hot, so sweaty...
From what I can smell, you are so very, very wet, maybe
the wettest you have ever been, am I right my dear?"
The man was right, but Frebe was hotter, wetter,
sweatier and the most turned on she had ever been, and
she felt her cunt lips open and swell so much, her
juices just emptied into her knickers as if she had
peed herself, but she hadn't and what she was feeling
was desperation for friction, fast hard friction in and
out, up and down, and all over her sensitive over sexed
snatch!
" Please believe me when I say, I have only glimpsed
the odd image of my brother's catalogue, but the other
image I saw was of a stool, but I do not know what it's
called"
" Your cunt is in need of hard frigging my dear! That I
and your friends can smell! I think the stool to which
you refer is called a 'Pleasure Bench" the arthritic
pervert spoke as he tried to relieve the enormous bulge
in his oversized trousers, while taking deep breathes
near to Frebe in order to inhale the wet air that
emanated from the sex drenched genitals of the young
girl.
He explained... " A leather bench enables the SLUT to
be strapped to it face up. Again the SLUT is usually
naked, and then a second bench is lowered over the
horizontally laid out SLUT. In the latter bench, there
are two openings, dished so as to accept the bottom of
the user, shaped and fashioned like that of a toilet
seat if you will! One of the apertures is dished and
directly over the SLUTS face and the other over the
SLUTS genitals. The users sit on the appropriate
aperture and the SLUT has to sniff and lick the users
who sits over its face, while the user who sits over
the genitals of the SLUT is able to manoeuvre
themselves to relief and the SLUTS relief as they
fidget over what may be presented to them. Am I right
my dear?"
Frebe nodded her head, and the man said... " See that
over there?" pointing to an angled tick stick
projecting out of the floor.. " You go over there and
frig yourself on that!"
The girl ventured over and lifting her skirt, couldn't
wait any longer and rammed her soaked knickered cunt
onto the carefully crafted penis sculpted stick and
brought herself off in seconds, leaving the phallic
stick slimy with an abundance of the girls lust juices,
which the man swiftly went to and licked it clean.
Chapter 16
THE WEDDING DAY
Part 1
So much had happened in that week since the girls had
been shopping, and there had been a lot of preparation
work done by all involved.
Trikela had secured police protection for what was to
happen, and Frebe's brother had with out pressure,
agreed to provide the church, the church hall and his
services for this 'Special Wedding'.
Things had to be discrete, and people started to enter
the church hall singularly, or at the most in pairs
from very early morning. You see, the church hall was
to be the dressing room of the play if you will, and
all the guests would enter the church through the hall.
Any way, the girls had been at the hall since 5-00am as
had been the Bride, Drifna and the two bridesmaids
Sleve and Wolda as they had to be 'Prepared' and
sissified the most.
All three were sat in a row, Drifna in the centre, in
front of along mirror and dressing table, all three
naked, and showing signs of early morning glories.
Drifna was taller than the other two (in height as
well) and he sat motionless as Sandra began his
transformation.
Make up was applied to the boys face, his smooth child
skin soft and shiny being transformed into a powdered,
faint scented mask, followed by black eyeliner, eye
shadow and ample amounts of thick red lipstick. His
cock was telling Sandra that what was happening to him,
and what he saw in the mirror was turning him on, and
as he slowly moved his hand to his twitching cock,
Sandra slapped his hand telling him to stop that.
Trekela came over and forcefully pushed his thin smooth
arms behind him and tied his wrists to the chair back
so he could not 'play'.
This stiffened his young thin cock even more, and
Sandra just wanted to go down on him and let him empty
himself into her mouth, but then that is what Drifna
wanted also.
Drifna was then fitted with a blonde shoulder length
wig, which Sandra expertly fitted, and Drifna was
teased even more as Sandra's tits were now hovering in
front of his face and he could smell the sweat of her
ample bosoms as they heaved in front of him. Drifna was
going crazy!
His cock was as rampant and in need of squirting all it
had, as it had ever been in his short child life, and
he felt his hormones screaming out for adult sex. His
cock was wet and sticky and the heaviness of his young
developing hairless balls was catching his attention.
They were getting sweaty and the feeling of the hot
sweaty balls clinging to his smooth virgin thighs was
adding to the tension. Looking at Sandra, he kept
imagining her in those skimpy nylon knickers and taught
suspenders pulling at her shear stockings, which she
put on in front of him that morning, and how she let
him sniff and lick the gusset of the knickers she had
worn all night as they slept in the same bed. The
stench of her hot lust ridden cunt still strong in his
little nose with the taste of her juices still fresh in
his mouth. If only he could finger her snatch and lick
her thick juices, but his bondage was stopping that
from happening.
Drifna looked in the mirror and saw the two bridesmaids
being made up just like him, and his eyes drifted down
to see how stiff their cocks were. Like Drifna, they
too had been tied to their chairs.
Time was spent with girlie ribbons being tied into
their blonde curls, and delicate earrings pinned into
each ear. Drifna couldn't wait for his ears to be
adorned with earrings. He felt them being attached as
Sandra's tits closed in on his face yet again, and this
time he took a deep breathe and inhaled the wet smell
of her cunt, which drifted into his nose on the heat of
her aroused snatch.
Drifna felt something being tied around his neck, and
as Sandra pulled back, he saw that she had clasped a
black velvet choker around his neck, which has small
cluster of diamonds at the front, which matched his
earrings. Drifna just had to tousle his head, just like
a girl, now it was ok for him to do that because this
little boy was now becoming a sissy boy!
His tender lips were thick with red lipstick, and as he
prised his lips apart, he found it difficult as they
stuck together due to the thickness of the lipstick.
His front teethe were stained with lipstick also which
he found sexy, as he had see Sandra do that when she
made herself up in the mirror. This always had Drifna
rubbing his cock as he watched her get ready, but this
time, he was being made up just like Sandra.
Sandra applied copious amounts of hairspray to
Derifna's blonde wig, and with the next spray of cheap
scent, he was beginning to smell girly. The smell of
scent, hairspray, make up, lipstick, sweat and precum,
Drifna had suddenly realised these were associated with
the female sex, and in later years he would realise
they meant sex with a female!
By now all three were at a similar stage of
sissification, and the girls then went over to get the
wedding outfits, which none of the sissies had seen, or
knew what they were to be dressed in.
Drifna had to watch, as each bridesmaid was dressed
identical, in front of him, so that he could be teased
even more.
First the girls fastened a white frilly suspender belt
around the thin smooth waists of the sissies, followed
by a pair of extra shear tan coloured seamed stockings,
with the darker tan Cuban heels. Clipping these to each
suspender was a beautiful sight, as each girl was knelt
in front of their sissy, with the sissies little thin
stiff cock bobbing inches in front of the sluts faces.
The girls could see and smell the precum over their
little twitching cocks, which were so proud and wanting
to be kissed by the slutty makeup girls.
Each shear nylon was carefully slid up each young
slender legs and smoothed out over each thick thigh,
and as her hand and fingers smoothed the insides of the
sissies smooth clammy inner thighs, a little extra
deposit of precum forced its way out of the little pee
hole at the top of the purple end.
The sissies were loving every second, every touch and
every smell the girls had. Then Drifna was given the
same treatment, but being Drifna, as he was teased and
fondled, he needed to be relieved and bucked and thrust
to try and escape his shackles, and it took all three
girls to hold him, Trikela lifted her skirt and pushed
her hot wet sweaty sopping nylon knickered cunt into
Drifna's face and let him drink her cunt dry.
He pulled away and her white shear see through knickers
were wet through, and were covered in red lipstick from
Drifna's lips. Drifna's face was a picture, all smeared
with lipstick and eye make up; he looked a right filthy
SLUT, which turned on every one in the room.
Drifna saw himself in the mirror and his cock flared
even more. This time his foreskin had peeled right
back, and this caused so much pain as it had done this
only about four times, and his bell end was purple and
twitched all the time. His cock was swaying as it
twitched, and the end was as tight as it could be. It
glistened and there were strings of precum connecting
his smooth thighs to the end of his enraged cock. The
strings of precum were quite thick, thicker than any of
the girls had seen, and the smell was strong. Frebe
went over and with her middle finger wrapped one of the
precum strings around it and bringing it up to her
mouth, the string extended up to her mouth and she
tried to suck it all, but the string broke and lashed
at Dina's thigh.
Drifna was blindfolded, and stronger ties were added to
tie him to the chair including his ankles, while his
make up was redone, but Frebe made a mistake and with
one of the awaiting stockings, she gently let the shear
tan nylon fall onto Drifna's volcanic cock, enshrouding
it like a gossamer condom. This made Drifna buck and
scream with lust, as well as wetting the stocking with
precum. Fortunately Drifna did not shoot his load.
Eventually Drifna's suspenders and stockings were put
on him, and like his sissy bridesmaids, the stockings
did not fit snugly, but wrinkled and gathered, which in
itself wasn't detrimental, but added another feminine
charm to the proceedings.
The bridesmaids then had their make up completed. Each
girl knelt in front of each bridesmaid and attached
anklets, bracelets and white six-inch spiked patent
leather high heel shoes.
Their fingernails were manicured and red nail varnish
applied.
The final topping was a smearing of lip-gloss all over
the tips of their cocks. Each girl had a jar of red
lip-gloss, which was mixed with Vaseline, and this was
smeared onto the bridesmaid's precum oozing cocks.
There they sat, cocks stiff, pointing into the face of
the girls, as this creamy slimy stuff was rubbed all
over and around these nubile over excited cocks. The
additional precum helped apply the compound, and it was
smoothed over to give a very shiny red end.
Drifna was fascinated and couldn't wait for his turn
thinking the attention would jerk him off, but he was
just treated to the application of jewellery.
Then Sandra produced a pair of white shear; see through
plain white nylon knickers, which had delicate lace
around the leg holes and waistband. The knickers didn't
have a cotton gusset, just all nylon, sheerest,
smoothest see through nylon you have ever seen. As
these were slid up Drifna's legs, he wished for the
moment they would be slid over his cock, and when it
happened he tossed his head as the feel of the nylon
being gently dragged over his throbbing bell end gave
him an orgasm without cumming.
The knickers were slipped over his cock and bum and the
waist stretched around his slim creamy waist.
Chapter 17
THE WEDDING DAY
Part 2
While the bride and her bridesmaids were being
'prepared' things were happening inside the rest of the
church hall and in the church, which the sissies and
the girls could not see.
The choir had arrived, who were a bunch of choir boys
made up and dressed like street TARTS, complete with
slutty make up, wigs the works.
They were all dressed exactly the same which consisted
of white shear see through blouse, which displayed
their pert little nipples, which had been given a
coating of thick red sticky lipstick, so that the
stickiness made their nipples cling to the shear see
through fabric of their blouses. This was heightened by
them having delicate costume jewellery delicately
clamped to their budding nipples, which made them sore
but very prominent and very red and in need of kissing
and sucking.
The way the little clamps tweaked the nipples made them
swell slightly and allowed the tips to rub against the
seductive shear nylon fabric of the blouses, while the
lipstick applied thickly emphasised their condition
against the nylon see through blouses. The tarty effect
was emphasising by the way the lipstick smeared over
the shear fabric.
Their legs were clad in black shear Cuban heeled
nylons, clasped with white tight suspenders. The
suspenders were as tight as they could be, and their
stocking tops were arched so high, as the stockings
were the smallest that could be found, and surprisingly
enough, they were too small for the smooth clean
shapely legs of the choir boys. Many of the suspenders
were so tight, that a few boys had loose suspenders,
and the congregation had the sexy sight of the boys
leaning to refasten their pinged suspenders, and some
had to help others fasten the unclipped suspenders.
All the boys wore white stiletto heeled shoes, which
emphasised their slender boyish legs, while way above
their stocking tops, they wore tight micro-skirts of a
new material called uPVC, which clung to their tiny
buttocks and thighs, and shone as if polished, which
many a man was very keen to do, especially polish the
large bulge in the front.
The micro skirts were so short, every ones knickers
could be seen, and all wore the same black see through
shear nylon thongs, with the string lodged deep between
the cheeks of their bottoms, while the front strained
to protect each of their erect cocks.
Every one of their skirts rode high, and their knickers
were visible to everyone, as the size of their
erections lifted the hems of their skirts even higher.
Due to the small sizes of the knickers, some of the
larger boys had difficulty in keeping their erect cocks
in their knickers and you could see naked cocks
sticking out side of the leg holes of some knickers
while others, tried to hide their embarrassment by
letting their erections pop out under their waste
bands, either way, their was a lot of black shear nylon
which was host to oodles of precum, and some of the
boys had wanked furiously and let their cum shoot out
all over their own knickers and over the outfits of
adjacent boys in an effort to try and get their
fighting cocks back into their knickers.
The choir was re arranged so that the sat parallel to
the congregation, elevated on the podium so that every
one could see between the choirs legs and watch their
micro skirts ride up exposing knickered bulges,
stocking tops and anything else.
At the entrance to the church, Lusto and Candri stood
in their smart suits and each had a Slut standing by
them. Each was dressed like the choir boys, but their
stockings had ladders and their suspenders were undone
on purpose, while heir knickers were even more skimpier
but white instead of black, and their skirts were
tighter and shorter, if that was possible, but their
skirts where of cotton.
The Sluts stood chewing gum, as they played with their
arms full of bangles, and swinging their beaded
necklaces.
They looked like twins, but one was a boy and one a
girl, of about 8yo.
They were offered to each guest who could do what ever
they wanted with them, and each slut had cum stains all
over their black skirts, which left white dried marks,
and which left stains on their stockings and blouses.
The makeup on these two sluts was smeared, as was their
lipstick, and their knickers were full of cum, making
them wet, sticky, smelly and squelching, as many guests
would pull the waist bands of the slut's knickers, wank
off and empty thick wads of cum inside the knickers and
leave the sluts like that. Imagine, your knickers full
of cum, and I mean thick gooey smelly cum, in quantity,
clinging to your genitals and sopping your knickers
through. Cum Sluts true and proper!
Chapter 18
THE WEDDING DAY
Part 3
She marched into the church as if she owned the place,
even God would have bee scared of Madam Heahe!
She was well into her 60's and was a very large lady,
both in height and in width, and had flowing locks of
silver blonde hair down past her shoulders. Her face
was nearing ugly rather than beautiful, with her make
up was badly applied.
She wore, assuming it was her best outfit, a grey
jumper which was home to numerous large holes, with
buttons too few to fasten the two halves. Her skirt was
full, with an elasticated waistband, and pleated down
to just above her ankles, and you could see the teasing
hem of her white lacy underskirt peeping out from the
hem of her skirt.
She wore a pair of rather sexy little ankle boots,
which didn't match the rest of her outfit, nor her.
Her voice boomed as the confident bitch entered the
church like some demon from some nightmare!
She towered over the two little sluts at the entrance
and with her red eyes she eyed them both up, and was
more intrigued with the girl slut rather than the boy
slut, and knelt before.
She slipped the girl sluts micro skirt up her creamy
spunk smeared thighs and inhaled the slut's knicker
scents, which were strong. While exclaiming what a
filthy slut she was and being so young and being like
that in church, she peeled off the girl slut's flimsy
shear nylon knickers.
Due to the condition of her and her knickers, the white
see through fabric was clinging to every intimate
crevice the 8 year old possessed. All the bodily fluids
that had been deposited onto her young innocent body
had trickled and dried where ever it good flow, the
majority of it being in the sluts tender smooth
hairless cunt.
The nylon had been stuck deep between her puffy pussy
lips and was clamped between them, as did her bum
cheeks.
The shear white nylon had obvious 'yellow' stains
either from deposits of the abundant cum that had been
wanked in her direction, or by her cunt oozing her own
sex juices and/or pee.
The slut was hot, and I mean hot between her clammy
sweaty smooth white thighs, so hot Madam Heahe felt the
heat on her face, and she could taste the taste of sex,
which drifted on the rising heat.
Madam Heave's own nylon clad cunt was dripping as a
result of all this, and being knelt down she felt the
tight nylon knickers push her pussy lips apart and felt
the soft shear nylon slip all the way deep into her
snatch until it hit that spot, and still her knickers
rode harder and higher into her sopping drenched cunt.
Heahe hadn't bathed for weeks and the stench of her
cunt was strong and dirty, and the smell of her sex
juices hit her nose.
Slowly she slid the fine knickers down the slut's
bottom and she watched as the little stained gusset
that was deep in the young sluts cunt slowly peel out
from its lair, and the flimsy gossamer gusset teasingly
parted company with the glistening lubricated bloated 8
year old lips of the slut's pussy.
The loose elastic of the leg holes allowed the knickers
to slip past her thighs, over her stocking tops and
down her slender nylon encased little girl legs.
The finale was Heahe letting the knickers fall on their
own from the slut's calves down to the floor.
The knickers being so fine and small appeared to float
allowing the dirty nylon gusset to display all the
stains and fluids that had been deposited for all to
see and smell.
As the knickers gently hit the floor, they lay there
all spread out like a cloud, but of shear see through
nylon.
Heahe ordered the slut to step out of the pool that had
been her knickers, and as the slut lifted her leg,
Heahe heard the nylon stockings slide together and
watched the nylon crease and wrinkle around the slut's
ankles, as the anklet jingled against the white tarty
stiletto shoes.
As the girl slut lifted her other foot out of the
knickered pool, Heahe had a spectacular view of the
sluts excited cunt, with her lips so puffed up
displaying a gaping snatch which released a stream of
creamy juices down her white smooth clammy thigh, only
to be soaked up by the black darker band of her shear
nylons that caressed her very, very young thighs.
As the slut took a step back Heahe heard the slut's
cunt squelch and she bent over and kissed the girls
cunt lips as though they were her mouth lips. A string
of sex juice connected the slut's cunt to Heahe's
mouth.
The sluts discarded knickers were slowly raised up into
the air by Heahe, who held them up to the window to let
the sunlight shine onto and through the gossamer nylon.
The nylon was so transparent, Heahe could actually see
through the areas which the girl sluts cunt had
wettened, and the other stained areas became apparent
and showed up just how much was actually stained with
the lusts of the men folk as well as the girl slut
herself.
Heahe lifted her dirty skirt and white lacy underskirt
and pushed the deeply lodged creamy French knickers out
from her pungent cunt, and wiped her over wet snatch
with the delicate item of lingerie that had been stuck
up the 8 year olds cunt absorbing everything it could.
Now the knickers were stuck deep into woman's 60 year
old sloppy cunt and was becoming full of every liquid
she was hiding up and around her hairy cavernous cunt.
When she was sure she had emptied her juices and had
cleaned her sweaty cunt, she pulled the knickers from
out of her hole and held them up to the light.
Now the flimsy material was sticky as if the had been
drenched in a fuck fest of cum.
These she presented to the 8 year old girl slut and
ordered her to smell and taste them, informing her that
now every one could smell the scents of a real woman on
them, and proceeded to slip them up the girl sluts
legs. As she did this, the girls stockings picked up
Heahe's cunt juices like a snail leaving its dirty
slimy trail behind, and as they hit the slut's cunt,
the sopping wet nylon just clung to her young smooth
skin and as if in need of relief the gossamer material
delved deep into the squelching 8 year old cunt.
Chapter 19
THE WEDDING DAY
Part 4
Artur a 77yo man was pushed in his wheel chair into the
church my Melta, a 13yo transvestite dressed in a
nurse's uniform consisting of white short tight uniform
the hem of which 'just' touched the top of the very
dark band that was her shear stocking tops. She wore
teetering high heels, oodles of make up and a nurse's
cap. She looked like a very tarty pantomime dame!
Artur was smartly dressed in a suit which fir him some
15years earlier.
To Artur's left, he held the hand of Ginta, his 7 yo
nephew who was dressed in a pair of pink see through
knickers, his hair in ringlets, and he was sucking a
big lolli pop.
Artur and Ginta's hands never parted as they entered
the church.
Artur beckoned over the boy slut, and whispered in
Ginta's ear. This obviously instructed him as Ginta's
free hand went up the boy slut's legs and tightened on
the little stiff sluts cock!
Still sucking his big sticky lolli, Ginta started
wanking the boy slut hard and furious while looking
into Artur's eyes.
Artur pulled back the blanket that was covering his lap
to reveal his large knobbly erect cock, blue vein
pulsing and prominent as though it was about to rupture
let alone erupt!
Chapter 20
THE WEDDING DAY
Part 5
The boy slut was being pumped hard and fast by Ginta,
and the boy slut's cock had stiffened even more at the
sight of Artur's raging hard on. Ginta was looking
longingly into Artur's eyes as his delft hand wanked
the boy, and then Artur nodded to Ginta, who then
looked at the boy slut's cock, took out his lollipop
and let the boy slut cum all over the lollipop.
A 3" diameter red and white swirly lollipop on a wooden
stick was now holding a thick blob of creamy white cum
on its flat side.
Ginta lifted the prized lolli and licked the cum off
it, lapping it like a tart would.
After he had lapped it all off, he then lifted the girl
sluts skirt and ran the edge of the lolli up her
knickered snatch, making her snatch sticky with the
sickly sweet lollipop while making the lollipop wet
with her pussy juices.
The lolli was offered to Artur who sniffed the sticky
sweet and began licking it.
By now Ginta was on his knees, the view from behind was
so sexy. His pink nylon covered bottom sat on his pink
high heels as his white knee socks spread side ways.
The front was even more sexy, as his long blonde hair
full of curly locks and bows covered his face and
Artur's raging cock, but then Ginta brushed back his
hair to reveal the bulge in his cheek!
Artur's cock was in Ginta's mouth and Ginta was playing
with it in his mouth like a whore would.
Artur's cock was pushing Ginta's cheek as if to try and
penetrate his wet slimy mouth, and the bulging cheek
moved as Ginta expertly pleasured Artur's hard on.
Melta was giving himself a good wank while watching all
this, and was suddenly helped by the boy slut who tried
to take Melta's cock in his mouth just as Ginta was
doing to Artur.
Melta was to give the boy slut some lessons in sucking
as he expertly began to tease the tip of the youngsters
reddened cock with his lipstick covered lips, and then
with the tip of his own rampant purple twitching
knickered cock.
Meanwhile Artur had ejaculated into Ginta's mouth, and
what a load he had deposited. The thick off white mess
was so thick and gooey that Ginta's mouth was not big
enough to take Artur's cock and his cum as well, and
Ginta just had to let Artur's cum spill out over his
red lipstick coated lips down his chin and let it drip
onto his torso.
This he had to do, because Artur's cock was still erect
and wanting more, and Ginta being very experienced,
knew Artur had even more cum to spurt.
See Artur had a terminal illness where by he had a
continual erection and his balls produced more cum than
he could down load. If he wasn't wanked off frequently,
his balls would just fill and cum would squirt
everywhere.
As a consequence Ginta learnt a lot about how to wank a
cock, and Artur had him relieve his rampant penis in as
many ways as they could imagine, in any situation and
in front of as many people as possible.
Ginta was to wank Artur for the last time for the next
hour, and he knew what effect that would have on Artur
and his condition.
He knew that his condition would give Artur a hard on
to die for, and he also knew that what Artur was to
witness would enhance Artur's erection and the amount
of cum he would squirt, and could not wait for the
consequences.
With this in mind, Ginta's little mouth stretched
itself and Artur's cock was forced down Ginta's throat
until he almost choked and with a hell of a thrust
Ginta took Artur's next load deep into his throat. This
time very little of Artur's cum was lost, and most was
swallowed by Ginta.
Ginta's knickers were bulging and his cock was as
rampant as Artur's, but Artur wasn't bothered. All
Artur wanted was his own satisfaction, but Ginta knew
what was about to happen would give Ginta, the orgasm
he had craved for.
Chapter 21
THE WEDDING CEREMONY
Part 1
The two bridesmaids Sleve and Wolda, were nearly
finished being sissified, and Drifna had been given a
little something by Trikela, that would 'ease' his lust
for a while, until they had finished the sissification.
Sandra and Frebe attended to both Sleve and Wolda, and
put the finishing touches to them both before putting
them on their bridesmaid's dresses. A little lipstick
was applied to the bridesmaid's nipples, and a little
more to their erect cocks, and a lot more scent was
sprayed everywhere.
Then the girls got the bridesmaids their dresses from
behind them and out of the boxes they unwrapped the
crisp layers of paper, and each of the girls held up
the gowns.
In front of their eyes were two identical pink, shear
see through baby doll nighties, or negligees. Each was
trimmed around the edges with a delicate pink ribbon,
which extended down into dangle as two flimsy ribbons.
The bottom edge was not edged with ribbon, but the
nylon just ended.
The negligees were put onto each bridesmaid and the
hems just hovered above the boys erect cocks, and the
nighties retained their 'A' shape, allowing their cocks
to excited by the hem as it 'just' touched their ends
as they moved. The feeling as the flimsy material
teased their rampant cocks made them twitch and buck,
and more precum oozed with each movement.
The girls fastened the ribbons in a very girlie bow,
and the ribbon flopped as it was made into a tempting
bow inline with the bridesmaid nipples.
The geometry of the negligees allowed the material to
cover their nipples, and the fastening of the bow
brought the front of the negligee together.
Imagine, how they looked with their stockings and
suspenders, negligees, make up, wigs, high heels and
rampant little boy cocks all excited by being sissy
bridesmaids.
There was no wanking for these boys!
The girls added to the bridesmaid's costumes a pair of
shiny cold silver handcuffs. The bridesmaids arms were
put behind their backs and the cuffs locked. The fact
that the boy's cocks could not be wanked, made the
little cocks grow that little bit more.
The girls had prepared even more, and told the boys to
open their mouths, into which was sprayed a liquid, and
then the girls adjusted a tooth protector to fit the
bridesmaid's mouths.
A tooth protector, (well that's the best name for it)
is an oval rubber contraption that has screws and
grooves. The grooves fit snugly over the rough edges of
the front teeth top and bottom, and the screws are then
tightened to ensure the mouth is open to the right
aperture. You know how uncomfortable it is when you
start fucking a mouth and the recipient lowers their
jaws and your fast moving cock rasps over their teeth?
Well with the tooth protector, their little mouths are
always open and accommodating, while the soft spongy
rubber, protects your cock from abrasive actions!
The spray? Oh yes, this excites the mouth and produces
excessive quantities of saliva, which helps lubricate
any fucking in the mouth, as well as it looking very
dirty and sexy as litres of spit spills out of their
open mouths, just thick and dribbling down their chins
and all over their costumes......
This done, the girls kneel in front of the maids and
tie a matching pink bow to the bases of their
erections, making sure it is tied good and tight, which
has the instant effect of stiffening and thickening the
bobbing cocks and helping to prolong the lust filled
erections, ensuring some serious thick hard spurts when
they eventually are released and relieved!!
Drifna is having his final touches done, and in his
drowsy state, his cock is still flaring and flicking
about, but with out the need to wank.
The bride's gown is presented and all three girls put
it onto Drifna.
A long white shear see through nightie, which extends
and trails behind him, with a matching delicate ribbon
as the bridesmaids. The ribbon is fastened and unlike
the bridesmaids the brides gown remains open and the
front exposing the brides 'bridal passion' for all to
see, which by now had wet his knickers through, and the
staining had made his cock cling to the nylon and as
the nylon encased his 'passion' it was as if it was
shrink wrapped, displaying every little detail as if he
was naked.
The girls pulled the knickers away from his cock and
tied a white ribbon to the base of his cock, and a
smaller ribbon around the base of his bell end as if to
gift-wrap his purple end. The effect was incredible,
and the pain must have been so pleasurable for Drifna
as the drug must have started to wear off, and his
precum was getting more profuse.
The girls put his knickers back and covered his cock
while smearing his precum evenly over the front of his
knickers, so that they became even more transparent.
Then two long pieces of ribbon were acquired and the
end of one was tied as a bow around Sleve's cock, and
one end of the other was tied around the cock of Wolda,
and the two free ends were introduced as a bow around
the middle of Drifna's big hard cock.
The girls then tied piece of thinner ribbon around two
rings, a wide one and a more modest ring, and one was
tied around Sleve's bell end in a bow, and the other to
Wolda's bell end.
The music began and the bride and her bridesmaids
passed through the large open door and began to walk
down the aisle.
Drifna took two steps forward, and the maids stayed
still, and then the maids took four steps forward,
while Drifna stayed still. This was how they were
ordered to walk down the aisle, which made the ribbons
pull and tighten their hard cocks, and was a new
experience for the sissies, and was designed to not
only give them pleasurable pain but to bring them all
close to orgasm with out actual physical contact with
anyone.
Sleve and Wolda had so much saliva spilling out of
their mouths, their lipstick was smudged and running an
the front of their negligees were wet, as was the hems
of the skimpy flimsy nighties.
Half way down the aisle, Sandra sprinkled a little
something over the enraged end of all three sissies'
cocks, which would irritate their enflamed young bell
ends, wanting them to obtain physical rubbing to gain
relief.
Then the sissies reached the vicar who stood above them
looking down. The sissies now had a perfect view of the
choir sluts who were as turned on and as rampant as the
sissies.
The vicar told the congregation to be seated.
Chapter 22
THE WEDDING CEREMONY
Part 2
Magline hadn't bothered to dress or even get ready for
the occasion. He sat on the front row in an ill-fitting
yellowy white nylon shirt, with fraying cuffs and
collar, with two buttons missing which allowed more
than glimpses of his stained vest. His trousers were a
pair of very creased cream chinos, with obvious cum and
pee stains around his crotch, which was displaying his
usual hard on, that as you can imagine was wet and
depositing fresh precum stains on his chinos.
His hair was greasy and lank and he hadn't shaved, and
by the smell of him, he hadn't washed let alone bathed.
His breathe smelt foul, and he smelt of stale sweat as
well as spent cum... You know what stale cum smells
like? Added to his scent collection was the distinct
odour of fresh cum, and we weren't sure if it was only
his or some else's we could smell on him.
The ugly monster struggled to stand and when he did he
and his erection stood next to Drifna, a sweet girlie
smelling sissy all dolled up like some sex doll waiting
to be used and abused by some dirty disgusting ugly old
troll.
The dirty smells of Magline had reached Drifna's cute
girlie nose and for some unexplainable reason he wanted
to smell more, he wanted to smell it stronger, and his
thoughts turned to what Magline must smell like in his
underpants.
The vicar continued doing his vicar things and the
congregation couldn't give a toss and continued their
sexual perversions with who ever took their fancy.
The vicar addressed the couple and continued...
"... Do you Magline Darset, take Drifna Skril to be
your Cum Slut Sissy wife, from this day forth until you
find some one else who will serve your lustful urges..?
To be perverse and carry out the most kinkiest dirty
sex with her? To share her with your friends,
neighbours, family, strangers and pets?..."
Magline agreed as he looked at Drifna's knicker bulge.
The vicar addressed Drifna...
"... Now you fucking Cum Slut! Do you Drifna Skril
take Magline Darset to be your master, from this day
forth until he finds some one else who will serve his
lustful urges..? To be perverse and carry out the most
kinkiest dirty sex with him, his friends, neighbours,
family, strangers and pets?...and to take as much cum
as is given to you and have any and/or all your
orifices used and abused in the name of sexual
relief?..."
Drifna nodded...
"... You fucking Cum Slut Sissy!!! Do you? Speak!!!"
The vicar yelled.
"...I do," whimpered the sissy bride.
The vicar called for the ring boy.
A very cut 11yo boy, came out from behind the screen,
wearing a tooth protector and a flared, pleated white
satin micro rah-rah skirt with a matching little bra
which had delicate little straps which were about to
fall off his bony shoulders.
His cock was lifting the hem of he satin skirt and he
wore no knickers, but white ankle socks and white spike
heeled patent leather shoes.
He walked over to the vicar who instructed the ring boy
to present the rings and prepare for the ring exchange.
First the boy went to the bridesmaids and very
teasingly undid the bows that held the rings from each
of the maid's bell ends. The ring boy even though he
was only 11yo let his slender finger tips slide down
each of the erection from their bases to the tips like
some sensuous porn star, and as his fingers reached the
bell end, he dragged his smooth finger tips very slowly
over the red lipstick covered ends, ensuring his finger
tips were coated with the bridesmaids precum.
Very slowly he undid the ribbons and let the silkiness
of the ribbons tease the excite bell ends to which they
had been attached.
On collecting both rings, the ring boy turned towards
the vicar and walked in his direction. The boy wiggled
and walked like a strutting slut... his neat satin
covered bum seductively wiggling as the congregation
saw his young muscles his calf's and thighs pull his
tender, what should have been Virgin skin, and he
looked and moved more alike a teen temptress slut than
a little 11yo cute boy.
He stopped at the vicar, whose crotch was at the ring
boy's eye level. The boy stretched forth his arms and
opened a small panel in the vicar's gown to reveal his
very wet glistening cock.
The ring boy tied each ribboned ring to the vicars
bobbing cock, just where the foreskin meet the bell
end.
The vicar was in heaven as this was being done, and he
nearly came.
The ring boy returned to the bride and knelt in front
of him. The ring boy's face was millimetres away from
Drifna knicker bulge and he was sniffing the scents
that were strong and emanating in quantity from
Drifna's wet knickers.
Gently the ring boy eased the elasticated waistband of
Drifna's French Knickers and slowly peeled the sopping
wet sticky knickers over the twitching cock until his
cock and balls were exposed... As if this was a real
brides veil!
The knickers were left around Drifna's thighs, just
under the base of his stiffness and under his aching
balls, all smooth and in need of release.
Then the ring boy went over to Magline, unzipping his
chinos and unclipping the buckle of his belt so as to
expose his ever over excited cock.
Magline's underpants were indeed 'Y' fronts, and at
some stage of their existence had been white, but now
where grayish with lots of yellow stains.
The boy put his hand through the opening in Magline's
'Y' fronts and pulled out Magline's erection.
The boys hand was very wet and sticky with Magline's
deposits and the size of Magline's cock was pronounced
as he had dressed up his cock for the occasion, with a
leather cock restrainer, which had three leather straps
which wrapped around his cock and which made it bulge
out between each strap. His vein looked ready to snap
and squirt blood all over the church, and the final
strap wrapped around his big heavy hairy balls.
The straps were very tight and his balls were pushed up
and out in a very un-natural position.
The ring boy stood back to one side and licked his
fingers clean.
Chapter 23
THE WEDDING CEREMONY
Part 3
Magline watched as the ring boy licked his slimy cummed
fingers, he watched as he sniffed Magline's scents off
his hand, he watched as the ring boy sniffed and sucked
the ribbons that had been tied around the dribbling
erections of the three sissies, and Magline watched as
the ring boy brought himself off by stroking his own
cock expertly as if his own hand wasn't his and if it
were some ghost of a well versed tart.
He saw the ring boy twitch as he shot his load and
watched it seep as the white satin skirt absorbed the
spunk staining it only to become a dirty stiff stain in
a few minutes once it had dried.
But then Magrine knew that the ring boy's cock would
still be stiff, very sticky and in need of a real good
hard wank, and that there would be plenty of spunk left
in those young balls to give Magline a thrill.
The vicar stood doing what ever vicars do at times like
this and asked Magline to come forward and take the
ring (that had been tied around the vicars cock)...and
with these words, Magline slipped the ring over
Drifna's excited cock and pushed it all the way up to
the hilt, albeit a little tight..." with this ring I
thee wed!"
"... now you dirty filthy disgusting sissy cum slut...
over here at once!" with these words Drifna, head bowed
low, cock stiff as hell, he walked slowly over to the
vicar.
"... on your knees this instant you dirt sissy cum
slut! Now with your mouth take the ring off my cock and
put it on Malgine's cock... you hear? Do it!!!"
demanded the vicar.
In the meantime, the ring boy was enjoying removing
Magline's cock restrainer and Magline was enjoying the
attention the ring boy was giving to his sweaty dirty
hard on.
Drifna moved over to Magline and slid the ring over his
bulbous bell end, and down his cock. The ring boy
helped Drifna push the ring over Magline's vein and
together they managed to get the ring as far down
Magline's cock as it would allow.
Drifna was now crouched on his heels, legs wide apart
and his face bobbing in front of the fattest stiffest
cock he had ever dreamt of (and he had dreamt of cocks
all his life). This cock was sticky, slimy, sweaty and
smelt revolting, so revolting Drifna kissed its tip,
its wet sticky gooey precum covered tip, it tasted
revolting and smelt even worse but he wanted it.
Suddenly Drifna's lipstick caked lips wrapped around
Magline's filthy sex rod and he started sliding his
mouth up and down his shaft. Being crouched the way he
was, his French Knickers loosened and his erection was
able to slide up and down the nylon fabric, and the
cock ring was making his cock stiffer and thicker than
he had ever known.
The cock ring stopped his cock from lengthening but
compensated by making it very thick! Drifna was now
smelling his own sex in his sweaty knickers.
"...What the fuck you doing you cum slut? This is a
fucking church you dirty little sissy slut! Can you not
wait until you get out of here? You are a dirty slut,
now cum over here and pay a penance!" the vicar
retorted to Drifna's sluttish actions
"... You disgusting cum slut... How old are you?" and
Drifna answered in a sheepish girly tone "11yo sir"
"...11yo? And you act like a whore?" the vicar shouted
" on your knees Slut! Here suck this you disgusting
tart suck it good and proper, taste it and swallow
everything I give you..." The vicar said as he shoved
his old cock into Drifna's mouth.
"What a dirty cum slut! Can you all hear how this slut
slurps and sucks my cock? Can you all see what effect
this dirty 11yo girlie boy has on a grown mans tool?
See how 'it' makes me hard and stiff, and makes me want
to empty my load deep into this fucking slut's mouth?
How I want to ram my erection deep into 'it's' mouth
and while holding and grabbing 'it's' hair I want to
fuck 'it's' young 11yo mouth? Do you all see that? It
is the work of the devil!!!!" The vicar was by now red
in the face and very purple in his cock.
"You fucking filthy cunt, you are the devils child, and
I will impregnate you with my gods spunk, and fill your
mouth till it over flows with my juices, cleansing your
dirty mouth and your body with my righteous cum... and
you will swallow every drop just like the slut you
are..." The vicar was possessed as was Drifna, who went
down and took the vicar in his mouth like a 60yo
prostitute and the congregation heard every slurp,
every suck, every gulp and every squirt as the vicar
downloaded all he had to offer into Drifna's mouth...
Every drop was taken and swallowed and not a drop
wasted or spilt!
To be continued?
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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