Dressed in shorts and a halter, Norma went into the kitchen and began fixing breakfast. She looked in on Lily and stood for a moment or two in the doorway looking at her pretty little sister in bed. Lily's nightie clung to her chest and she could practically see the sharp little breasts. hey were like two large halves of lemons, standing out on the immature ribcage. Norma turned away quickly, alarmed by the warmth beginning to burn in her loins. It upset her to realize that she was being affected by the beauty of her own sisters chest! That was ridiculous.
Lily's lissome young legs were clearly limned beneath the thin covers on the bed and Norma was amazed by the simple allure of the young girl's shapely legs and grown-up thighs. Lily's cute little butt was almost visible and Norma smiled as she remembered the bewitching curves of the young buttocks.
Lily was really a glowing, radiant little. blonde bombshell and Norma was not really able to scold or control her. She loved Lily and she wanted only the very best for her.
Norma was still busy with breakfast in the kitchen when the doorbell shattered the early morning silence. She opened the door and a handsome young man with long blond hair was standing on the back porch. He smiled at her and she was amazed at the quality of femininity he seemed to exude.
"Hello," he said, "my name is Mark, and I live in the big house. Lennie asked me to invite you and your sister to the big house and meet all of us. Lennie is the guy who owns the place. He and Carol live in the big house and my brother, Leslie, and I live with them."
"Oh," Norma said, a bit unnerved by the boy's frank and admiring stare. He was very young. She learned later that he and his twin brother were not quite seventeen.
She was tempted to invite the boy in for coffee but remembered Lily was not yet awake and might get up and wander around in her night things and that would not be too good. Norma gave the boy a big smile and explained that her sister was still sleeping. But, perhaps they could stop in and visit a bit later.
"Lennie wants to see you now," the boy said. He was quite insistent and his attitude suggested that the king had summoned her and she had better report in immediately or else…"I'm sorry," she said. "Lennie will just haveto wait. We pay our rent and I don't feel that anything else is required of us."
"Suit yourself," the young man said. He turned around and stepped off the porch and she watched him as he walked the long pathway that stretched off into a small copse and led to the big house in the distance.
When she went back into the kitchen she found Lily awake and busy with a bowl of cereal. She said hi and Lily said hi and then she sat down to have a cup of coffee with her little sister. Lily sat back in her chair and stretched her arms behind her back and the oversized lemons on her chest stuck straight out and Norma wondered if they were beginning to grow more than they should. They seemed to be much bigger than she had supposed. She smiled as she realized that her little sister was growing up in many ways; Norma would have to accept that.
Lily stood up and she put her empty bowl into the sink. She took a deep breath and then she turned to smile radiantly at Norma.
"Who was the groovy guy on the porch?" Lily asked.
"The people who live in the big house are home now and the big wheel wants us to stop in and see him," Norma explained.
"We'll do it, too," Lily said. "I kind of liked that boy."
Norma snorted. "His hair is longer and prettier than yours," she said. "I wouldn't be surprised to see him wearing earrings."
Lily gave her a funny stare. "I just liked him," she said. "I wasn't thinking about getting married to him. He just seemed to be very nice and very good-looking."
The telephone rang and Norma blinked in surprise. They had no friends who knew their number and she couldn't imagine who would be calling. She answered the telephone and found out that her landlord was calling her. He wouldn't take no for an answer, it seemed.
"Hello, young lady," he said. "This is Lennie Burke, your landlord. I understand that Mark was unable to persuade you to stop in and visit me. I wish you would change your mind."
She was impressed by the way he sounded. She liked his deep voice and the charm and consideration that his tone and words expressed.
"We will be glad to stop in and say hello, Mr. Burke," Norma said. "I told the young man that I couldn't come right then. He was insistent
He laughed at that. "I'm afraid that Mark is rarely insistent," he said. "He and his brother, Leslie, are very docile. Carol and I are very pleased to have them living with us."
His voice changed and became rather crisp. "I wondered, Miss Walton, if you would like a job? I was told that you have a job, but there is a great deal of work here that I thought you and your sister might want to do. It would pay well and you could be a big help to me. Would you consider it?"
"What kind of work, Mr. Burke?" she asked.
"I think you'd have to come and see what I have in mind. Do stop in as soon as you can. You sound so nice and young, I would very much like to meet you and your sister. I'll be expecting you. Good-bye."
He was gone before she had a chance to refuse his job or anything else. Lily was staring at her with a bright, inquisitive look. Norma hung up the telephone and she sat down again. Her coffee had grown cold but she didn't mind. She sipped it anyway. She lit a cigarette and when Lily reached for the pack she felt a moment of regret. She wished that Lily wouldn't smoke. She was much too young to smoke, but whenever she said anything, Lily was quick to point out that Norma was only a few years older. Two years actually, and regardless of whether she looked to be twenty or not, she was only fifteen.
She watched Lily handle the cigarette and,he way she inhaled and held the smoke in her lungs suggested that Lily had been smoking for,quite a while. She wondered about Lily and drugs but she didn't ask. She was afraid of what her little sister might say.
"So, let's go see the guy," Lily said.
Norma shrugged and then while Lily got into -''me clothes, she sipped another cup of coffee and smoked another cigarette. She was quite impressed by Lily's prettiness when the younger girl finished dressing. Lily had brushed her long blonde hair till it shone like molten gold and she had a touch of lipstick on her mouth, a,.alter concealed most of her breasts and she as wearing a pair of hot pink hotpants. They were much too short, much too revealing. Norma could see every fold of sexual flesh between Lily's legs and wondered if Lily knew that she was showing so much. She must have, because she pulled her shorts down and then she gave Norma a crooked grin.
They walked to the big house and when they knocked on the back door a beautiful brunette opened the door and made them welcome. "Hello," the brunette said. "I am Carol. Do come in."
They stepped into a large, gleaming kitchen and Carol waved toward a breakfast nook where a smiling young man sat, sipping coffee in front of a big plate of toast.
"This is Lennie, your landlord," Carol said. She had a slow, sexy smile and sparkling white teeth, long hair and big brown eyes. She was very beautiful and the hotpants outfit she was wearing made her look even prettier. Norma gave Lennie her hand and she matched his smile. Lily shook hands with him, too. Carol put cups out for them and poured coffee for everybody.
Lennie was admiring her, Norma knew, and he liked Lily, too. He was a very nice-looking guy, probably in his late twenties. He had bright, alert, brown eyes and a nice smile, and short, curly brown hair. His hands were white and she didn't think they had ever done any hard work.
"I am glad to have tenants in the guest house," Lennie said, "and now that I see how pretty you two are, I am delighted to have you for tenants. How old are you, Norma?"
"Nineteen," Norma said. She didn't look him in the eye and she was sure that he did not believe her.
"You might get away with that elsewhere," Lennie said, smiling, "but not with me. You don't have any reason to lie to us. Now, how old are you?"
Lily betrayed her. "Norma is only fifteen and I am thirteen. Our mother got killed in an accident so Norma is looking after me while I finish school."
Carol was regarding both of them with a friendly, brown-eyed stare. "What about your schooling?" she asked Norma.
"I've had it with school," Norma said. "I don't want any more."
"Norma," Lennie said, "I wanted to talk with you and offer you an extra job. Mainly because you live so close to us. You see, I inherited this place and the lawyers tell me that it is filled with treasures, but we have to take an inventory. There is no time limit, but I was wondering if you would like to take the job on? You would earn five dollars an hour and you would have to catalogue everything and there is a year's work here, I'm told."
Norma was amazed by the offer. The money that he talked about was so much more than she was earning.
"Could I work full time?" she asked. "Lily could help me after school and weekends. Would that be all right?"
"Of course," he said. "Are you say in g that you would give up your regular job and do this instead?" He sounded very pleased.
"Sure," Norma said, smiling. "When I finish here I can always get another job like the one I have now."
"That's good thinking," Lennie said. "Carol, dear, why don't you take our new friends for a tour and arrange for Norma to come in and get busy on Monday morning? Or, whenever she can."
"All right," Carol said, quietly.
She finished her coffee and Norma downed hers too. She gave Lennie a shy smile as she and Lily followed Carol out of the kitchen. The house was huge and there were many rooms.
She met Mark again and Leslie and looking at the twins she could not be sure which one had come to her back door. They looked so much alike. The two boys were busy with weights and barbells in a room that had been fitted out for that sort of activity.
It bothered her a bit to realize that Lily was very much interested in the twins. She worried about that as she and Lily went through the many rooms with Carol. There were several rooms filled with bookshelves and there were thousands of books and Carol told her, smiling sympathetically, that she would be expected to list and catalogue each of the books.
"And that's only part of it," Carol said. "There are several music rooms just filled with music and recordings and you will grow old listing and evaluating everything. I wish that I could be helpful but I just don't have the patience such a task would require. So, I told Lennie he'd better hire someone. When the real estate agent told us that two young and pretty girls had rented the guest house, Lennie thought of hiring you."
"I'm glad that he did," Norma said.
It took a long time to explore the big house and Lennie joined them on the second floor. He explained that the estate had belonged to his uncle and the man had died and the house and all of its treasures had been left to him. There were lots of passageways and subterranean rooms in the big place and he and his friends were still doing some exploring.
It was explained to Norma and Lily that Lennie and Carol were living together and the two boys were houseguests, very young boys who would not prosper too well in the outside world.
"Leslie and Mark are happy here with us," Lennie said, "and we are happy having them with us. I'm sure that we will be glad to have you two with us, too."
Later, they were invited to stay and have lunch with Lennie and Carol and the boys and Lily insisted that they accept. They feasted upon sandwiches that Carol fixed and while they were having some coffee, Lennie suggested that the two girls could move into the big house, if they wanted to and that way Norma could save all of the money that she would earn.
"We can rent the guest house to someone else," Lennie said. "It is just an idea but do think about it. You will be spending most of
your time in the big house, you might as well live here."
"Lily has to go to school," Norma said, not too sensibly.
"The twins go to school, too," Lennie said. "The school bus picks them up right outside. You think it over. It might be a good idea. No hurry."
Their visit in the big house was a time of great cordiality and when they finally went back to the tittle guest house, Lily was very much impressed by the people they had met as well as the house itself.
Norma talked it all over with Lily while they did their housework and by the time the day was over, it had been pretty well decided that they would move into the big house and live there for as long as they could.
The following day, Carol and the boys helped them to make the move. They had very few possessions of their own and not very much clothing, but they moved what little they had into a big double room; but even before they were settled, Lennie suggested that each girl have her own private room.
"That way," he told Norma, "if you have to work late, or you want to, you can do so and be undisturbed."
That seemed to be good thinking and Norma would up with her own room on the second floor while Lily had a smaller room on the third floor. The twins were extremely cordial to her, Norma thought, and Carol offered to loan her anything that she might need in order to become settled in more comfortably and when she got a chance to talk to Lily, Norma was very much impressed by the happiness that her young sister displayed. Lily took to living in splendor with the easy adjustment that the very young seem to make.
She and Lily helped Carol with their dinner and they ate elegantly, sitting at a long dinner table in a dining room and the sparkling linen and gleaming china and good silver made Norma realize that she was living in a brand new world.
There was a light wine for dinner, too, and Norma tried to refuse tasting any of it but Lennie and Carol were insistent. Remembering the experiences she had encountered the last time she had something to drink she was timid, fearful, perhaps, and she tried to leave the wine alone. But, after she had tasted the first glass, she discovered that the pale fluid was delicious and she let Carol fill her glass again and again.
The dishes were dispatched easily and while the dishwasher dealt with them, she and Lily sat in the vast living room, watching the color television set. There were several good programs on and by the time the others were thinking of bed, she was almost asleep. Just before she said good night, Carol brought a tray to her and they all had some more wine. Carol laughed, wrinkling her nose, and promised that drinking the wine so close to bed time could be quite interesting.
"This wine affects some people very oddly," Carol said. "Some people have wild and very erotic dreams after drinking it."
"Now you tell me," Norma said, smiling.
The twins had gone to their beds a long time earlier and Lily had caved in much earlier, too. Carol and Lennie were with her sharing a nightcap and she was glad when they finally let her go off to her room. She was already beginning to feel a drowsy lassitude that she was quite candidly enjoying. She was tired and she'd had a busy day. She was beginning to enjoy a small measure of security for the first time in her life.
She climbed into her bed and she became one of those who were the victim of wild, erotic dreams after drinking the wine. But, there was a new element and a new dimension involved in her dreams. She was able to experience sensual and sexual experiences of remarkable depth and clarity and she enjoyed it all. That was odd, a very new dimension for her. After all, how could she find anything pleasant in a sexual experience? She had always been the ice maiden and she was not going to change, not ever.
The dream began in a very ordinary way, and it was not like the usual dream, where there was no beginning, no end, just bits and pieces of fantasy. This was orderly and she was kept quite busy for the entire night, it seemed.
It all began when Carol and Lennie entered her room and she thought that Carol was exceptionally lovely in a flowing, sheer peignoir that barely concealed any of the splendid body it was intended to hide. Carol smiled down at her and she held out her hand and Norma took it. Carol helped her to a sitting position and when the brunette took her pajama top into her fingers and opened it, baring the proud young breasts, Norma was not at all upset. She was filled with a sudden boldness that made her want to show her pretties to Lennie and Carol. Carol helped her to stand and she was passive as Carol's hands removed the lower half of her pajamas and then she was naked, gloriously naked, and filled with surging and demanding passions. She was so glad that it was just a dream because she would have been horribly embarrassed to have Carol and Lennie actually see her nude. She knew that she was probably much too modest, but, so long as she was dreaming she was glad that she could unwind and be comfortable with her own person.
"She is fantastically lovely, dear boy," Carol said to Lennie.
"Yes," he said, smiling at Carol, "she is. Very much so."
Lennie was wearing a robe and while she stood, smiling at him a bit uncertainly, he took her hand in his own, then he opened his robe and she saw that he was naked and he had an immense erection.
He placed her fingers around his huge organ and when he told her to move her hand up and down on his flesh she obeyed, happy in the knowledge that she was giving him pleasure. She glanced toward the doorway as she heard some strange sounds and she saw that the twins were there. They were setting up some lights and some cameras and they were filming the scene. She cried out in protest and Carol moved close to her. The brunette kissed her gently, sweetly, and she told Norma to be a good girl.
"It is only a dream, Norma, dear," Carol said. "It doesn't matter what happens in a dream. You know that. In the morning you will not even be able to remember any of this. So, just enjoy it all, and perhaps if you like these kind of dreams, we will have wine again with dinner every night."
Carol placed her delicate little hands on Norma's cool breasts and she found that she could enjoy the girl's touch. Lennie took his robe off and then he moved so that he could take Norma into his arms. They stood sideways so that the cameras could catch all of the action and then he was sliding his huge organ up into her and she was prancing on her toes, impaled and feeling him inside of her. He began moving his organ up and down in her tight sheath and then she was moaning and whimpering as feelings of exquisite pleasure came alive in her loins and she was becoming more and more aroused.
Lennie bent her backwards and she settled down upon the bed and he was screwing her, his hands holding her legs up around his waist. She could see the boys moving closer with handheld cameras and they were pushing the cameras close to her vulva and her intimate parts. It was just too real and she began to sob and weep and then a monumental onslaught of pure ecstasy began in her loins and her brain and she was coming and so was Lennie and she heard one of the boys commenting.
"Jesus," the boy said, "will you look at that bitch come. She must have been saving it up for the birds. Lennie sure is putting it to her good."
Carol was watching it all and she turned to glare at the boy.
"You just get it all," she said. "There will be lots more, but this is all good stuff. Don't miss any of it."
"I get horny," the young man said, "I kind of forget what I am doing. Mark does, too."
Carol smiled at both of the boys while Norma and Lennie were gasping and shivering and sweating with monumental burstings.
"They will have to rest," Carol said. "Take your pants down and I'll blow both of you. That should help you to keep your mind on your work. I'm ready to do it, too, after watching these two."
"Man, what'll it be like when we set the little sister up? I want some of that one myself," one of the twins said. The two boys were still working with their cameras, photographing Norma and Lennie from every possible angle.
Lennie collapsed on top of Norma and her legs dropped down and her feet touched the floor. Carol put her hands on the crotch of the nearest twin and as she began to open the boy's fly, Lennie spoke to her. He sat up, and pulled his dripping staff from Norma's overflowing well.
Carol bent forward and her tongue began licking Lennie's organ and her fingers began tickling his balls. He put his hand on her head and as she licked him and then sucked him into her mouth, he began moving his hips in a squirming, sensual way.
"I wanted Norma to suck the boys off so we could get it all on film," Lennie said, his voice a bit wavery as Carol's tongue and busy mouth did wonderful things to his sensitive flesh. She took her mouth away and then she kissed his lips and her tongue slipped into his mouth and as they kissed she was sucking his tongue and his fingers were busy with her little cleft and her hairless pubis.
"I will do the boys," Carol said, "and she can do them again later. If I don't relieve them in a hurry they are going to explode. So, I'll do it."
Lennie turned to look at Norma's opened legs and the thin red slit that she was exposing.
"I've got a better idea," he said. "I'll take one of the cameras and the twins can fuck her, one at a time. Then you can eat her and have a real feast while we are getting ready for more. That will all look good on film."
"All right," Carol said. She was beginning to squirm as his fingers stirred her deeply and she was kissing him eagerly, hotly. He pushed himself away from her with a little laugh. He took the camera from one of the twins and the young man dropped his pants. and moved into the V of Norma's opened legs. He began inserting a very large cock into her and she wriggled her hips and thrust her bottom forward, forcing all of him into her slippery little well. The boy began screwing her eagerly, frenziedly and she could feel every nerve and nerve ending screaming for sweet release and then the boy was bursting, spattering within her and she was coming, too, her whole being enveloped in a new and very wonderful type of ecstatic frenzy. She hardly noticed it when the boy withdrew and his brother began screwing her.
She was able to experience many lush and vibrant orgasms and then she felt Carol's sweet young mouth against her overwrought flesh and she was able to writhe and quiver and twitch in a brand new type of pleasurable sensation.
It went on and on and she was filled with a sense of revulsion when one of the boys pushed his stiff organ into her mouth and she obeyed Carol's sweet voice telling her to move her head up and down with the boy's penis in her mouth and then when the young man's organ ejaculated, she swallowed the material and she knew that Carol and Lennie were very well pleased with her. She accepted Lennie's organ too, and then the other young boy was eager and ready to offer himself to her.
"I think she's a natural cocksucker, darling," Carol said to Lennie; Norma, hearing the compliment, was filled with a sense of great pride. She tried to do all of the things that they might want of her because she liked all of them and it wasn't their fault that she was so cold and sexually sterile.
It seemed to her that the dream was with her for most of the night and she had done everything imaginable and when she woke in the morning she remembered some of the details of the dream and she was overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment.
She sat up in her bed and lit a cigarette and when she heard a tapping on her door, she clutched her pajama top and made sure that she was quite properly dressed.
Carol came into her room. She was wearing a big smile and an old faded robe. She had a pot of coffee and some toast on a tray. She set the tray on the night stand and Norma felt good when she saw that there were two cups.
Carol said, "I got us both some coffee. How did you sleep?"
Norma knew that she was blushing and she hated herself for being so vulnerable. She told Carol that she had not slept too well.
"I don't think I want any more of that wine," she said, grimly. "I had some very wild dreams. Awful dreams. I did all sorts of hideous things. It was really terrible."
"I know," Carol said. "I had awful dreams, too. But, I think that I can enjoy it all. I mean, I know that it is a dream and no one will ever know the terrible things I have been doing in my dreams so I get a kick out of it. Don't you?"
"Oh, lord no," Norma said. "I am very reserved and frigid, I guess. I know the boys all said that when I was going to school. I don't know why I am the way I am, but there isn't anything that I can do about it."
"That's a shame," Carol said. She sipped her coffee and then she helped herself to one of Norma's cigarettes. "It is very early. Everyone else is asleep. I woke up and I just thought that you might be awake, too, so I brought us some coffee. Are you going to start on your new job today?"
"I don't know," Norma said. She was suddenly very uncomfortable, aware that the details of the night were much too distinct and she could not erase the memories from her mind. She was very disorganized and upset and she wished that Carol would go away and leave her so that she could rid her mind of the dreams and the bits and pieces that still lingered in her brain. She stared at the lovely brunette and she remembered that she had dreamed that Carol was naked in her bed and she had been appalled when she saw the hairless pelvis, the tiny little mole that was on the bald pubis, just above the delicately sculptured cleft of girl flesh that was the very beginning of Carol's sex.
"I have to go," she said, almost plaintively.
"So go," Carol said. "The bathroom for this suite is right there.
Just open that door. Didn't you know?"
Norma shook her head. "No," she said. "I haven't used it yet."
She pushed the covers down and then she got out of bed and she stood for a moment on legs that were suddenly weak. Carol was standing beside the bed, watching her. She lit another cigarette and smiled at Norma as she started for the private bathroom that was part of her new suite. Norma was very worried about things, not at all sure that she had dreamed the wild nightmare sex games after all.
She was busy in the bathroom for a long time, and she was hoping that Carol would have left her by the time she got back into bed. Finally, she did return to her bedroom and she was alone. There was some coffee in the pot and she poured that for herself. Then she settled back in the bed, and as she thought further about her vivid dreams and the awful things that she had done during the night, she knew that it had to be just a dream.
After all, she just wasn't that type of girl.