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Chapter 3 Jean was so bored she couldn't stand it
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Chapter 3
Jean was so bored she couldn't stand it. Her mom had been in and out for
the last two days and nights. She'd hardly even talked to her, except to tell
her to stay in the room. Which she had, mostly. Thank God there were some
decent movie channels, even some adult ones that her mom hadn't known about.
She wished Jenny were here to watch them with her. As it was she had to take
care of her own needs, and that was nowhere near as fun.
Last night she'd gone down to the casino restaraunt to eat dinner and got
hit on about twenty times. Probably cause she was wearing on of her mom's
slutty mini outfits, and about a ton of makeup. Now she knew what Lori
must put up with every day.
Tonight she was going to eat down there again, but this time in her own
clothes. She knew from the last two days that her mom wouldn't be home 'til
tommorow around 10 am. Jean had decided her mom must be one of the busiest
people at this convention. She knew her mom went to them about once a
month but usually with her dad. She was glad she didn't have to work for a
living yet.
When she got her table, it was at the back of the dining room, around
behind the planter. She couldn't even see any of the other diners. She had the
same waiter from the night before. She was pretty sure he'd spent the whole
evening trying to sneak a peek up her mini. Well good luck seeing all the
way up her jeans leg.
After she had ordered a couple sat down across from her. As they ordered
they and the waiter kept looking at her. Then the woman got up and came toward
her. She was tall and stunning in a slinky metallic dress that showed her long
tan legs and deep cleavage. The woman smiled and introduced herself, "Hello,
my name is Andrea. I hope we have not made you uncomfortable with our stares.
It is seldom a young lady of such rare beauty is brought to our attention."
Jean couldn't help but return the beautiful woman's smile. "Oh it's
alright, I'm not uncomfortable." Andrea smiled back at her. She had some kind
of accent, maybe French, but Jean wasn't sure. "Would you mind if Alex and I
joined you for conversation over dinner? And may I ask your name?" Jean
knew she wasn't really supposed to talk with strangers, but this was a
woman, not some sick pervert on the street. " Sure, I'd love it," she said
trying not to sound too innocent.
Andrea waved the man over, and he crossed to their table. He was tall and
very handsome. Jean sighed and wished he were not with Andrea, not that
she would actually do anything, but it was fun to fantastize. Andrea
introduced him, " My older brother, Alex." Ooohhhh, her brother, Jean
thought looking him over again.
He had dark eyes and hair, a wedge shaped masculine face, and what looked like
a real nice bod, under the suit. He murmured a hello.
"My name is Jean," she volunteered. "Ah, a french name for a lovely
lady," Alex said, in a firm baritone. Jean felt her heart sink to somewhere
right around her groin. Jeez if this guy talked any more to her she'd have to
hide the wet spot in her pants.
Andrea spoke up again," You must excuse my brothers fowardness, he is
eager to photograph you." Jean's eyes widened. Andrea continued, "No one
has ever done so before? My dear you are very beautiful. Alex runs a
modeling agency in New York, and I a talent agency in L.A., here are our
cards." Jean examined the cards quickly, Andrea's was scarlet with black
letters, and Alex's the reverse,
scarlett on black. There last name was Palange.
Jenny was overwhelmed. Fortunately the waiter brought a bottle to the
table just then, and several minutes were taken up in opening it and pouring
glasses. They'd poured a glass for her and she didn't want to look like some
little kid, by not drinking it. So she began to sip the champagne.
From that point on dinner just rushed by her, the Palanges spoke of
nothing but the need to photograph her immediately, and the success they
could all expect when she began her career. It seemed like her champagne glass was
always full, she knew she was drinking too much, but she didn't want them
to think she was unsophisticated.
At one point the subject of her age came up, and she avoided the question
by asking Alex how old he thought she was. He responded that she must be oh
sixteen or seventeen at least. "That's how old I am then", she told them. She
smiled to herself thinking that Alex thought she was Lori's age. When she told
them she had a twin sister they insisted they must meet her immediately. When
they found she was in town with just her mother she thought Andrea might cry.
When they asked her if she had a curfew, she told them no," My mother
feels I am mature enough to handle my own affairs," she eyed Alex, "and
besides she will not be in 'til late tommorow morning."
Alex groaned, "We will be gone by then Andrea, we must shoot her tonight,
or we may not get another chance." Andrea smiled pleadingly at Jean, "Jean you
must allow us to photograph you tonight, we leave early tommorrow." Jean
thought about the chances of actually getting caught and then thought
about the wetness between her legs. "No problem, but can we do it here in
the hotel?". "But of course," said Alex, "I will go setup the equipment."
He got up from the table, picking up both checks as he rose. "In twenty
minutes then."
Jean barely remembered the trip up the elevator. In moments she was
sitting in Andrea's room as Andrea laid out different clothes for her. Through
the door into the adjoining room she could see Alex setting up all kinds of
equipment. She felt kind of woozy from all the alcohol. Then Andrea was
helping her undress, and she realized the door was open still. Andrea noted
her flinch, and walked over and closed the door. "Darling, you must not mind
Alex seeing you, when he is shooting, you are to him, a work of art, not an
object of sexual desire."
Jean nodded and finished pulling her pants off. Andrea motioned her over
to the mirror. "Sit down, Jean and I will apply your makeup." As Andrea made
her up, she told her that she must learn to be comfortable with her body, that
she must relax and allow her inner self to shine through. At one point she
walked over and opened the door to tell Alex that she would be at least
another half hour. She told Jean that Alex would require her to disrobe and
redress so he might better see how the clothes fit her body. When she finished
Jean looked at herself in the mirror and gasped. She looked so grown up.
Andrea stood her in front of the full length mirror and told her to remove her shirt and
panties.
"You are beautiful, Jean. You must learn to focus yourself in your
beauty."
Andrea stood behind her and ran her fingers through her hair. Jeans
nipples
crinkled with arousal. She hoped Andrea would not notice. Andrea rubbed
her
shoulders, "You must relax Jean, you cannot photograph when you are so
tense."
She ran her hands down Jean's back and over her smooth perfect buttocks.
And
then stepping up against her, she encircled her and slid her hands up her
thighs,
and across her pussy, and up over her stomach, to come to rest, gently
holding
her budding breasts. Jean was breathing hard. Then Andrea squeezed and
Jean came.
She shuddered and moaned in pleasure. "Oh poor girl, you are aroused, do
not
worry, we all are the first few times, it will make you glow. But first we
must
get rid of the tension." Still with one hand around Jean's right breast,
she ran
her hand down between her legs, Jean flinched as Andrea slid one long
perfectly
manicured finger into her soaking wet cunt. "Oh you are so wet, I do not
think
my hand will be enough." And she picked Jean up and carried her to the
bed.
She lay her down with her legs hanging off, and lay beside her. "Just
relax, I
can tell you have done this before, I will be gentle with you."
Andrea lay down beside Jean and slid her perfect body up alongside
her.
Jean reached out hungrily to kiss her, and their lips met wetly, tongues
fighting
in each others mouths. "Be careful of your makeup dear, I will allow you
to
return the favor later, after we are done shooting." With that she kissed
her way
down to Jean's tiny little tits, her hand working constantly at her cunt.
Jean tried to reach between Andrea's legs but had to be satisfied with
caressing
her magnificent breasts, pulling on the hard nipples, and pinching them
between
her fingers.
After coating her entire chest in saliva Andrea kissed her way down
Jean's
stomach, continuing to fondle her breasts with her free hand. She ended up
kneeling on the floor her mouth buried between Jean's legs, one of her
hands
continued to pull Jean's nips, four fingers of the other were deep inside
her,
the thumb fighting with her tongue to caress her clit. She had two finger
each
up her ass and cunt, and she could not stop coming. She finally passed out
still
shaking in orgasm.
When she woke Andrea was cleaning her off with a cold washcloth. She
felt
better than she had in days. She couldn't believe anyone could make her
feel that
way. She knew she'd do anything Andrea asked tonight.
She felt so sexy, when they started shooting it was a breeze,
everything
went perfectly. Alex asked her to erect her nipples for some shots and all
she
had to do was fondle herself and think of Andrea and she came right there
in
front of Alex.
Andrea just laughed and told her to relax. She poured Jean another glass
of
champagne. Jean drank it smiling widely the whole time.
When Andrea asked her to start removing her clothes it seemed
perfectly
natural, especially when Andrea offered to do the same to make her feel
more
comfortable. Then Andrea and her were posing together, holding each other,
then
kissing, and eventually completely naked. Andrea was caressing her then
and she came, she'd completely forgot Alex by then. Then Andrea was
between her legs again and she was writhing in orgasm, pulling her mouth
to her cunt as hard as she could. And then they were on the floor somehow,
on a plastic sheet, and they were covered in oil, writhing against each
other, faces between each others legs, oil over there entire bodies,
slippery as eels. Suddenly Andrea was standing over her, cupping her face
in her hands, looking down at her, "Will you return the
favor now little girl?" She moaned a yes and forced her face between
oil-soaked
legs.
She started with her hands cupping Andreas ass, her tongue boring as
deeply
into her cunt as she could force it. Soon her hands were working between
her
legs, three fingers of one hand up her ass four of the other in her cunt,
and her
tongue shoved up in there right beside them.
Then her Andrea was holding her hands, she shaped the front one into
a cone
and forced the entire thing up her cunt. She moved the other away from her
ass
and up to her tits. Jean complied enthusiasticaly, forcing her arm as far
into
her cunt as it would go, sucking and licking her clit without mercy, and
pulling
her nips until she was afraid she'd bruise them. By this time she was
laying on
her back and Andrea was forcing her cunt onto her arm and face as deeply
as they would go. And Jean just kept coming and coming. No one even
touched her and she couldn't stop.
Jean came again as Andrea used both hands to pull her head into her
crotch,
and Jean could feel her other hand feeling her other tit, and then she
reached
behind her and slid a finger, then another into Jean's cunt, and Jean
realized,
there were too many hands, and she opened her eyes and could just see Alex
over Andrea's shoulder, and he smiled at her and she came again, and she
just didn't care, even though he must damn near be sitting on her tits,
which meant she was as close to a cock as she'd ever been, and suddenly
Andrea screamed and shuddered in orgasm, and her cunt got so much tighter
Jean couldn't move her arm, and she could feel him against her arm, God,
it was as big as her arm, and his balls were slapping against her elbow.
And that meant his cock was buried completely up his sisters ass, while
Jean's arm was buried almost to the elbow up her cunt, and it was his
fingers in her cunt, and now in her ass too. And she came again and again.
And when she recovered, Andrea had lifted up off her arm, and was looking
her right in the face. "Do you love me little girl?." "Yes", moaned Jean.
Alex's fingers were still working on her, or maybe it was Andrea now.
"Will you do anything for me little Jean?" "Yes, anything..." "Will you be
my slut, to pleasure or punish as I please?" "Yes .... just please make me
come again." "Then use your mouth on me slut, and use your fingers on
yourself." Jean thrust both hands between her legs as Andrea rose up to
her face. Alex was still behind her, right up against her. Andrea forced
her cunt down against Jean's face. Alex began fucking in and out of her
ass. Jean could feel his dick sliding across her chin, and then his ball
as his cock slammed into Andrea's ass. Andrea lifted up slightly and Jean
could see the huge cock as it slid into her. It really was
nearly as large as her arm, and almost as long too. "Lick us both," Andrea
said.
Jean did, running her tongue up a cock for the first time in her young
life. She
began to concentrate on his balls as he thrust into Andrea since it made
him
groan when she did. Her saliva strung out between her mouth and his balls
as he
pulled back. Each time he thrust in he spent longer and longer with his
balls
against her little mouth.
Finally Andrea pulled forward off his cock, leaving him with his
balls
resting over the little girl's mouth and tongue as she licked and sucked
them as
fast as she could. Andrea turned and looked down into her eyes. "Watch
closely,
you will be doing this soon, slut." As Jean watched in amazement she
opened her mouth over Alex's cock head and pushed it into her mouth until
her lips were
resting against Jean's. Her lips were streched as wide as it looked like
they
could go and Jean would swear she could see his cock inflate Andrea's
throat.
She held that position for a long moment, then slid back off his
cock,
there was so much spit on his cock that it dripped onto Jean's face. Jean
watched in awe as Andrea did the same over and over again. Until Alex put
out his hand to stop her. Andrea looked down into her eyes again " Are you
my slut Jean?"
"Ymmhmmm" Jean responded her mouth full of Alex's balls. Her face was
covered in the saliva and precum dripping from Alex's cock and balls.
"You will do exactly as I say. Alex is going to come in a moment,
when he
does it will be in your mouth, you will take his cum in your mouth,
without
swallowing unless he places his cock in your mouth, only then may you
swallow in order that you may pleasure him with your mouth. His cum will
fall all over your
face. You will not wipe it away. When he has finished cumming you will
clean his
cock and balls completely. You will then accompany him to the shower where
you will kneel, and bring yourself to orgasm until either of us orders you
otherwise." "Do you understand little slave?" Jean could only try to nod.
"Place
your hands on his ass." Jean did. Andrea moved away and brought back a
video
camera. She placed it right over Jean's face. She slid her throat down
Alex's
cock once more, holding it there almost a full minute. "Now jerk him off"
Jean
reached up both hands and began stroking them up and down his spit slick
cock as she continued to lave his balls with her tongue.
Suddenly Andrea's fingers and tongue were back between her legs and
she
quickly regained any enthusiasm she might have temporarily lost. Her
tongue
whipped his balls into a lather and she sucked first one then the other
into her
mouth. Her hands raced up and down his cock. She was barely able to join
her
fingers around it's huge girth. He moaned, his stomach tightening above
her.
He slid back his cock sliding it's entire length across her lips. She
continued to jerk him off as the head kissed her lips. she began to open
them and
he forced it in. Her lips were so streched they felt like rubber bands,
her eyes
watered from the strain. She knew she'd never be able to do what Andrea
had done.
She came again. She stroked him with one hand and fondled his balls with
the
other. She sucked as hard as she could as he lurched pushing his cock
against her throat. For just a moment she felt the head slide into her
throat, his first
blast of cum went straight down her throat, she didn't even taste it, and
suddenly her mouth was flooded with warm, slick, fresh cum. she choked and
it
splattered out around the sides of his cock. Unconsciously she continued
to jerk
his cock, milking it into her mouth. She swallowed and her mouth was
instantly
filled by another blast. Then he pulled out and cum began raining down
over her
face and hair, still she milked him, her tongue whipping out to catch any
cum it
could. It tasted good. She wanted more. She rolled it around her tongue.
Andrea watched in the monitor as Alex covered the little sluts face
in
come. It covered her eyes and most of her face. Her mouth was filled with
it and
her little tongue was licking out for more.
Andrea got up and walked around to pick up the camera. This was going
to
be one of the best they'd ever shot, no doubt about it. As Andrea filmed
it Alex
already had the little slut on her knees sucking the last of the cum from
his
cock, then licking the entire thing clean. The little sluts eyes were
still
covered with cum and she must be almost blind, but she went after his cock
like
a dog after a bone. Or a bitch after a dog boner, which was appropriate
considering the plans Andrea had for this little slut for the rest of the
night.
And now for the closing of this little vignette. Andrea followed him
as he
guided the young slut into the shower, making her kneel. Andrea handed the
camera to him, as she slid into the shower beside Jean. "Cleanup time
little slut, are you ready for your shower?" Jean moaned as she forced her
own fingers up her cunt. Andrea slid a hand behind her to hold her and
slid two fingers up her
convenient ass. The little girl moaned. As she used the nails on her
other hand
to claw at the little tits, she looked down into the child's cum covered
face.
It was dripping off her face and all down her body. Sighing in desire she
began
by forceing her tongue into Jeans mouth to scoop out the cum she hadn't
dared
swallow. Alex panned in close. She began flicking her tongue across the
little
girl face, removing a swath of cum with each swipe. When she had most of
it
except over the girls eyes, she nodded to Alex. He walked over to the door
as he
panned the camera across the shower. He let several of the men in who had
watched through the one way mirror from the next room. They'd been
drinking for hours and were primed and ready for this moment. Andrea
smiled and forced her tongue down the little girls throat again. She
moaned as Andrea slid another finger up her oiled ass. All the men were
pulling out their cocks now, some of them were hard, but that would be
useful too. As she tongued Jean the men, including Alex began to piss over
their bodies, Andrea shuddered in orgasm as urine ran down over her body.
The men seemed to be concentrating on Jean though and Andrea finally moved
to the side. Jean continued to come under the warm shower.
The men washed her face clean of come, pissed all over her tits and cunt.
As one
ran out another from next door would take his place. Andrea stood up.
"Jean look
at me." Jean opened her eyes and gasped. She didn't stop her fingers
though. "Do you know what these men are doing?" "Peeing on me?" "Yes litle
slut, because it is what I want. Do you like it?" "Yes, Andrea" "Good then
close your eyes and open your mouth wide, swallow as much as you can."
Jean obediently closed her eyes and opened her mouth as the men jockeyed
to piss in her mouth. She held that position for nearly ten minutes as
over twenty men emptied their bladders down her throat and over her sweet
young body. When they were finished, they returned to the other room. She
knelt still coming, soaked in piss. "Jean, do you know what a gang bang
is?" Andrea asked.
Jean nodded. "Good, let's get you cleaned up then."
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