Helena Robertson - Miss M…

Fortunately enough, the man had only forced a sheath that had been already prepared by his ass-fucking. He was gaping a little, his mouth on Monique's neck and suddenly he agitated his member in her soiled belly and the pleasure came, inavoidable… She forgot the pain, and gave herself completely to the pleasure of the so beloved act.

He made her come at her best, and when she fell in a last cry of satisfaction, he had just spat in her his slimy and burning sap. He brought her back to consciousness, remaining in her, his belly glued to her ass. Then when he felt that she was available again, he pushed her to the center of the room. She hesitated, but felt the presence of Max, by her, bending her, and her ass, filled to the brim by the other's gunk, accepted too impatient to try to make her enjoy it, and as a prostitute she received his sperm in her, full of unsatisfied desires.

He moved out of her, and took her to the corner where she had abandoned her clothe:

“Now little girl, go and get ready after your little toilet, but do not be too long or you would be late for the reception.

In the dark she climbed the stairs, and uttered a little cry of surprise when she bumped against a body. She was embraced, and could hardly feel the hard material of the monastic dress, the naked belly, and the erected prick… She was already turned around… She leaned against the stones of the wall, and she felt the head of a prick stop against her ass-hole, dripping with the juices of the former intercourses… she did not refuse herself to the male who was taking her for the second time, and she recognized the thin and long prick that she had sucked earlier during the evening… She clenched her teeth and tried not to react too violently, but she could not withhold two loud cries when the spasms seized her… Gaping, she ran to the bathroom while the monk went silently to the sitting room.

When she came back, a little lamp was giving the whole room an intimate and dozy atmosphere… The all got up, and came to her:

“Good evening little girl, how late you are… Did you enjoy your afternoon? and other banalities of the same kind. She entered the game immediately, and they chit chat on the most mundane way… The only clues tending to prove that something hap happened were the subtle smell of the orgy, and a dim pain in her four times penetrated ass-hole…

She served the drinks and they all admirated the opulent curves and the graceful allure of the girl, her splendid legs under the too short skirt, and her childish looks.

But it was getting late, she said goodbye, standing on the mirror, her legs opened displaying the charms of her femininity… She refused to be taken home, and through the woods walked at a good pace, though delightfully tired.

When she reached the villa, she had to hide… Sonia was arriving in a car, by the headlight she could see that she was naked under her long cape, and that she was carrying her dress over her arm. Two people got out of the car, and came to kiss her goodnight, another woman kissed her teats, and then got back in the car… Sonia went in the villa.

Monique, quite amused, waited for a little while before going to her room.

She slept like a log till nine the next morning. At noon she received a little parcel from Max and his friends, it was a little mirror for her toilet table… She smiled and was troubled at that evocation.

In the after noon she went to the beach alone, abandoning her body to the foamy waves and the joys of sport. She wanted to remain calm and did not try to meet Janice. She spent her evening alone with a rather silent Sonia, and once again the bed received her for a whole trip around the clock.

The next morning Monique went to the beach. She found the young child, and she sat by her, in a secluded corner, letting Janine slide her hand under her blouse. She had an idea.

“Please stop… You are exciting me!”

“Come in the woods…”

“No…”

“Why?”

“Because today, said Monique, I want to lay on velvet, in a dark room…”

“With me?”

“Yes with you… I dreamt, last night, that we were naked, that you were caressing me, and during the whole thing, one of my boy friends was caressing you too…”

“Ah? And I was not saying anything?”

“No… You loved it… Just to please me.”

“What was he doing to you?”

“Wonderful caresses… And also he dug his finger in your bottom, and also… like your uncle… and you loved it… you enjoyed it.”

“You have a friend like that? I mean that you can be naked in front of, and that does not take you? You are still a virgin?”

“But yes my little darling… Aren't we giving them what is best in us?”

“Yes, of course, but you are a grown-up…”

“And then what?”

“Well, I though that older girls were making love in a different way…”

“Lots of them do, yes. But the ones that want to remain virgins do not have any other means to find some happiness, and without realizing it, they are giving what it best in them too…”

“Ah…”

The both remained silent, looking at the flight of seagulls over the sea…

“Would that please you if we went to your friend?”

“Yes darling… so much, I thing that it would be so good, and so exciting… No?”

“Then… If you really want to… I like it so much, and if you like it…”

“Oh, darling I am so impatient…”

Monique gave the child a few caresses, and then instructed her for a date in the woods near Max's place. She also called Max, and his joyous voice were the proof that he highly approved of her idea.

In due time, Monique met Janine. She had on a white skirt, a trifle too short for her age, and a white blouse… She was naked under it. A cute bonnet, made of white and pink wool was decorating her blue-black hair. She was not wearing stockings, and had on white shoes. Monique was dressed in a similar way, all in white.

Max was waiting for them, in the dimly lit sitting room. The big mirror was on the ground, by a leather cushion… He greeted them, and sat on the cushion, letting them standing on the mirror.

Monique caressed Janine, and Max was admiring the two reflections of those delightful creatures… While Monique had her legs well apart, Janine, full of modesty kept hers closed tight together… But she was giving up under Monique's caresses. Her buttocks were round and firm, and her belly, hardly covered with a very velvety down, was promisingly bulging…

Monique allowed the child to undo her blouse, and let her suck at her splendid breasts Janine was bent forward, her back to Max, and he was seeing in the mirror a large slice of her most intimate parts. He had not touched her yet. Little by little, Janine giving up under Monique insistent caresses, opened her legs, and in the compass of her legs, displayed the young, pink, virginal cunt.

Max took all his time to contemplate and enjoy that rare show, comparing the two cunts the one of the already completely formed woman, in full bloom, and the child's little bud promising already of many enchantments. Shame came to the young girl, and she blushed violently. She wanted to close her legs, but Monique told her, and convinced her not to do so. Monique took of her blouse, and did the same thing to Janine whose young sharp, breasts jutted, already excited…

Max admired, and his hands compared the volume of the two pair of teats, then one by one he sucked at them… caressing the nipples with his greedy tongue. Monique got completely naked, and slowly slid the child's dress down, till it fell crumpled at their feet. Then Janine glued her body to Monique's. Max, caressed the child's slit, and the sex, protruding on top of the two slim thighs… She uttered a faint cry, half shame half surprise. Then Monique pulled the child toward the sofa, laid down on it, and let her give her body the most passionate caresses… The child was sucking alternatively at her prominent bosom, and between her thighs… Max, kneeling behind them, was kissing the child's ass, digging his face between the closed globes…