Anonymous - The Club, Vol 1 and 2

“That's more or less right,” I told him, amazed at his having so quickly and correctly discovered my weakness in this direction.

“And am I right in thinking that you would not like particularly to kiss any girl's pussy, no matter how much you liked her or how beautiful she was?” he asked.

Again he was right, but I could not imagine how he knew these things about me. I suppose that after you have seen all the things and done all the things that he had, you come to recognize patterns of behavior, without really knowing how you know them.

“Now a few more things, and I can go ahead to provide you with a wholly new and different type of thrill, Mr. George. I think that the sight of a beautiful young woman, pretty face and full firm breasts, is very exciting to you, even though you don't particularly want to screw her pussy with your cock. I also think that you are not especially excited by the prospect of homosexual activities with me, even though you have enjoyed what I have done for you up till now. I also think that you prefer to be standing more or less erect, on your feet while indulging in intercourse, rather than lying down on top of your partner. Am I right in all these assumptions?”

“You are absolutely right in every one of them,” I told him in amazement at his insight. “How can you figure out a tableau which will meet all these strange requirements and limitations?”

“If you'll just lie there on the bed for a few moments, I can arrange to satisfy every specification for you,” he assured me. With his finger still deep in my bottom stimulating my prostate gland softly and tantalizingly, Teddy reached over and got the telephone. I could not hear what he whispered into the instrument, and I did not try, for I was content to let him run the party, since he had already proved himself so effective at providing me with unexpected thrills.

Within seconds of the time he hung up the phone, the door opened and Dr. Sylvia Loriano entered, still carrying her doctor's satchel and clad in her Bikini suit of gleaming black satin and high-heeled patent-leather pumps.

“I see you have been sampling some of Teddy's sexual versatility as I suggested,” she greeted me, patting the boy's head affectionately. “And now he says he has an idea that we will all like. I'll go along with any idea he may have. Will you?”

“I sure will. He's already shown me things I would never have known without him, and I'll follow his lead all the way and be sure I'll enjoy it even more,” I told her enthusiastically. “What happens now, Teddy? Your students await your instructions.”

The boy smiled with deep satisfaction at our trust and admiration for his inspiration and ability. He spoke to Dr. Loriano lovingly. “Dr. Sylvia, my love. Please take off the panties of your little swim-suit and then climb up on the padded table there. Mr. George and I will be ready to join you by the time you're ready.”

Dr. Loriano started to follow his suggestion, and the boy got some of his lubricating salve from the tube slathered it liberally on my stiffly erect cock. As when he had used it to make my bottom slippery enough for his finger to enter easily. I noted that the healing ointment not only soothed my tissues, but also provided a mild warming stimulation that was most delightfully exciting.

Teddy now urged me to rise from where I had been lying on the bed, and leading me by my slippery erection he guided me till I was standing immediately before the padded table on which Dr. Loriano's beautiful form was expectantly kneeling. The boy quickly jumped up onto the table and lay down on his back, with his hips right at the edge nearest where I stood.

With one hand he led me toward him while he raised his spread legs, and aimed my greased out-thrust prick directly toward his exposed asshole. With his other hand, he guided the gloriously beautiful girl doctor's kneeling figure up till her dainty shaved cunny was directly over his own face. This brought Sylvia Loriano close to me, and we faced each other, less than a foot apart, one of us at each end of the supine torso of the boy who was such a fantastically artistic genius at unusual sex.

Our ten-year-old instructor now gave us our final directions as follows: “As soon as I stop talking I want Dr. Sylvia to let herself down so that I can lick and suck her beautiful cunny. I know that I will enjoy doing it, for it gives me a chance to be intimately close to the person I love most in the world, and I hope she will enjoy having her pussy kissed by her most ardent lover. Then I want Mr. George to push his lubricated hard-on into my bottom. Not only will he enjoy the sensation of screwing me as a boy while more or less pretending to himself that I am a little girl, but he will also have Dr. Sylvia's pretty face and lovely titties to play with and enjoy while he is getting his kicks out of my bottom. He will also find that my bottom is very well trained and that I can do tricks with it that he will find very exciting when the time comes. From here on I've done all I can, and it is up to you two to make beautiful music together with me. Push in, Mr. George, and sit down, Dr. Sylvia.”

Simultaneously we obeyed the fantastic commands of this precocious child, seeking through him the sexual satisfactions which we would possibly have enjoyed with each-other if we had been so-called normal people. We obviously were not normal people or neither of us would have been in The Club as either employee or guest, for this improbable and bizarre institution was devoted to satisfying the exotic and perverted appetites of people who could not be satisfied by normal sexual relationships. Both emotionally and physically anyone connected with The Club had goals which could not be achieved by socially-acceptable means.

Looking down I saw Teddy's lips and tongue reach up to lovingly taste and caress the soft shaved vulva of the lovely young woman doctor facing me within easy reach. At first his tongue gently licked the warm pink lips, which gradually separated under his lavage so that the moist inner surfaces were soon exposed to his questing loving tongue. Within a few minutes his whole face was adoringly buried in her pussy and she was softly moaning and writhing in ecstasy at his worshipping caresses wafted her toward a weird but sublime orgasm implemented by her childish adoring lover.

Meanwhile I followed the instructions of my juvenile teacher and pressed my well-greased stiff tool against the puckered but unprotesting target of his anus. It had evidently received such attentions before and he had no fear of my attack, for with a minimum of effort my rigidly erect cock was received within his rectum, eased into this deliciously tight and grasping haven by the stimulating lubrication of the salve he had applied.

Buried full-deep within the boy's loving bottom I found myself face to face and almost touching the wholly lovely and desirable Sylvia Loriano. Her exquisite face was slightly below but very close to mine, her alert and sensuous expression a true aphrodisiac for me under the circumstances. Her full pouting lips seemed to be asking for the admiring attention of a million kisses. Below, and just where my hands and eyes and mouth could best appreciate and savor them, her large full firm tip-tilted titties thrust out toward me as if begging for the attention they deserved. I was not fucking her so I had no need to fear her. I was not mentally or emotionally excited by the fact that I was engaging in pederasty with a mere child of a boy, sexually precocious though he might be, so I had nothing to be ashamed of there. By rationalizing and extrapolating my motives, I could fancy myself as indulging in the most nearly normal sex activity I had enjoyed in years, while actually indulging in a truly off-beat orgy of the most bizarre sort. Without my conscious effort, my hands went behind Sylvia's back and unfastened the shimmering black satin brassiere which was the only covering for her huge lush breasts. She undoubtedly had her own sick emotional problems, but her hands cupped beneath her breasts and she held them out high, offering them to me.