1. Naked Town, Naked Lives, Ch. 2: Another Dark Knight


    Date: 4/15/2018, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Ellenpiercemelville, Source: LushStories

    It seemed so long since that evening of the initiation, thought Leslie, although it had been just a month. She and Guy had parked their car, now, among the others in the big area behind Bill Richardson's mega-mansion. The initiation was behind them. This is what they had been waiting for, what they had bought with the wild night a month ago, when Shelley and her husband, Peter, had gone off the reservation and left Guy with a soreness in his testicles that was only now coming to an end. Still, she could feel the exhilaration and eagerness in Guy's walk, his smile, his alertness, as they strolled toward the back door of the mansion. She had a teenager for a husband, again, Leslie thought, and, frankly, she liked it. It had been years since she expected to walk into the house and, as a matter of routine, know that Guy would start angling to get into her panties. It sure made coming home from school something to which she could look forward. Her mind drifted back to that night of their initiation. It had ended with the loveliest interlude, as she had sat, Guy's cock between her lips, slowly, teasingly, gently sucking it, to the background music of the screams of their erstwhile tormentors, Shelley and Peter, in their chastisement. Just as Guy was coming in her mouth, with cries of pleasure mixed with agony, as his battered balls cried out against ejaculating, she heard Bill Richardson call out her name: "Leslie!" It was her turn to lay the lash across Shelley's locally famous ...
    boobs, the "basketballs." She hesitated. "Go ahead," Guy sighed. "I just had the sweetest come of my life, even if it felt as though my balls blew up." She rose, and, strolled naked in front of the little audience, casting a quick smile in response to their calls of encouragement, and stood before the soulless metal frame in which Shelley was stretched. The big woman now dangled limply in her shackles. Just the strain on her arms must be agonizing, Leslie thought; Shelley's head hung forward, the explosion of blond hair covering her face entirely. Below were the famous "Basketball Boobs." The enormous pale breasts with the stretched-flat, pink-orange nipples, were bright red, now, with darker streaks where the lash had landed. Leslie stood quietly a moment, gazing at them; Shelley didn't seem to know, anymore, that anyone was standing in front of her. The breasts rose and fell slowly, in great gasps against the punishment of the position itself and the evident pain. Below, Shelley's belly protruded a little; but still visible was the generous swatch of pubic hair, thick and spreading at the intersection of her thighs. This gal didn't hold with shaving it! "Hello, Shelley," said Leslie softly. Slowly, Shelley's face lifted. Yes, it was streaked with tears, reddened; but still, Shelley managed an ironic grin. "No one has ripped the nipples off, yet," she croaked. "And remember what I said: Don't worry about the pussy rule. Whip right up there, if that's your kink." The speech ...
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