"Hello," Penny mumbled into the phone, still not fully awake.
"Penny?" Steve asked, not sure the voice was sister's.
"Who'd you expect?" Penny answered through a yawn. "What time is it anyway?"
"Ten-thirty," Steve said apologetically. "I'm sorry I woke you, but I couldn't wait to tell you the good news."
"I bet I know what it is; it's Sunday morning and you've got a hard-on," she offered, sitting tip in bed to shake the grogginess from her head.
"There's nothing new about that," Steve laughed, then continued in an excited voice. "Liz invited me to spend the weekend up at Paul's island."
"That's nice," Penny answered dryly, fully awake now.
"Thanks. You sound thrilled to death," Steve said with disappointment in his voice over Penny's attitude. "You are going, aren't you?"
"I haven't been invited," Penny answered sarcastically.
"You're kidding… Paul's been calling you for weeks. Liz even told me he was going out of his mind because you hadn't returned his calls… but that was over a week ago. I figured you must have spoken to him since then."
"I haven't gotten any calls… " Penny started to object, thinking Steve was just making an excuse for Paul.
"Well, shit!" Steve interrupted. "Have you called home to see if there were any messages?"
"Well… no… "
"Sonofabitch! That explains it. Paul only has this number and Mrs. Kahn probably just told him you weren't home."
"Great," Penny sighed. "Now what?"
"Call him," Steve snapped back. "Tell him you just got the messages."
"Liz says he going out of his mind, eh?"
"Don't start that playing-hard-to-get shit," Steve said, trying to sound angry, but still to excited over his own good news. "Call him, Penny. And then call rue back, okay?"
"Okay," she sighed with an air of reluctance. But inside she was jumping with excitement herself.
She had to have a cup of coffee before making the call to Paul. Had to get her thoughts straight too, she decided. And for some reason there were suddenly butterflies fluttering in her stomach, which she couldn't explain-or didn't want to. But she finally made the call; waited patiently for the girl who answered the phone to get Paul. It seemed like a long, nerve-wracking pause. Then Paul's voice came through the receiver.
"Hello, Penny?" he asked anxiously.
"Yes. I just got your messages."
"It's good to hear your voice," Paul said, making it unnecessary to even continue the explanation. His happiness came through the sound of his voice. "When you didn't call… and were never home… well, I thought you just didn't want to see me again."
"I've been staying in the city and never thought of calling the house. I took it for granted someone would pass on my apartment number to anyone who was trying to reach me."
"That's not important now. When can I see you?"
"Well…"
"You've got to say you'll come up to the island next week," Paul said in an almost pleading voice. "Your brother is even going to be there we'll have a great time together."
"I guess I'll have to go then," Penny answered, trying to sound casual, but secretly holding her breath from the excitement churning inside her. Everything seemed to be going so perfectly, that she was afraid of saying the wrong thing. But she didn't She found herself agreeing to have dinner with Paul Monday night, and there was a show Wednesday he had tickets for, which he insisted would go to waste if she didn't go with him.
For the first time in years, Penny found herself bubbling over with enthusiasm. Like a school girl going to her first prom she realized, when the butterflies in her stomach didn't just disappear. What a great feeling it was, she thought to herself, having something to look forward to doing. Having someone exciting to see, and having time slip by-so quickly it was breathtaking.
The dates were enjoyable-as all her meetings with Paul had been. However, she had led herself to believe that their relationship would be different now. Paul was obviously-admittedly-infatuated with her. She therefore reasoned that his approach would change; that he had wrapped himself, willingly, around her little finger, and now her wish should certainly be his command. But it wasn't! Paul was more attentive, more charming, and far more open about his feelings toward her. Still, at the end of the evening he saw her home, kissed her passionately at the door to her apartment and left. Left her standing there dizzy with anxiety and desire. He refused her invitations to even come in for a drink. He must have known that she wanted him, she told herself. Desperately wanted him, in fact. Because all she thought about was his big cock and how it would feel in that longing cove, and she didn't hide her feelings during the time they were together.
Penny also discovered that she was spending more and more time thinking about the island. Her thoughts about the place had mellowed, she found, and she was actually intrigued by the prospect of returning. The events of her last visit were no longer unpleasant. There was a growing desire to once again be in the midst of all that raw sex.
To be able to glance around and see naked girls fucking in every manner and fashion, and watching the enjoyment they were experiencing by the changing expressions of their faces. She wondered if there would be another death-defying act in the swimming pool, or another ritual in the game-room.
As the time drew closer, Penny found herself becoming obsessed with thoughts about the twins. How she missed those little angels now, she kept telling herself. The feel of their anxious hands, devilish mouths and loving tongues tantalized her thoughts now. She no longer felt the pangs of shock that she had experienced when the children were doing their best to please her. Now she'd know what to expect, she realized, and, more important, how to react.
From the moment Steve picked her up at the apartment, for the drive out to the harbor, Penny felt a difference in the atmosphere. It was as though she had arrived at the start of a big party. Steve's enthusiasm and excitement was contagious. It made a world of difference in the flight up to the island too; there were no doubts, regrets or misplaced jealousies this time. Even Liz appeared excited over the trip she had made so many times before. She and Steve carried on like two love-sick kids.
Penny soon discovered a whole new form of entertainment in just watching her brother's face, as his excitement reflected in disbelieving, wide eyes when they entered the house. All the sophistication he had learned as a result of being a spoiled rich kid, his cosmopolitan air, all disappeared and he looked like a little boy finding himself alone in a big candy store. He didn't know where to look first. His eyes danced wildly over the pretty girls in togas, almost drooling at the mouth when they started flashing bare asses in his direction. It seemed as though the girls were just as thrilled with Steve's presence. It took a nudge from Liz to bring him back to earth.
After a brief chat in the entrance hall, Penny and Steve were led to their rooms. This time Liz took them to Steve's room and just advised Penny that she had-the same room as the last time, which was next to Steve's, with an adjoining door. Taking the cue, Penny left the pair and went to her room into the arms of the twins.
"We missed you," they greeted her, kissing and hugging Penny as though it was Christmas.
"I missed you too," Penny sang back at them. "And I've got a present for you… and a surprise."
"Where, where… " they shouted excitedly, Alexander's hand already slipping up Penny's leg when she straightened up to walk over to get the presents from her valise. The familiar feeling of his little hand running up her leg, under the skirt and sneaking into her panties, caused Penny to stop long enough to give him an extra little squeeze. This little encouragement sent his hand plunging under her panties and up her ass, feeling the globes with sweeping, circular motions, before settling down to the chore of finding his favorite hole hidden in the crack. He was helped along when Penny bent over to open her suitcase on a nearby chair. She felt his cold finger worm its way into her body, giving her a chill which quickly turned to hot flashes as the finger twisted and snaked up the little opening.
It had been a difficult task finding a gift for these youngsters. Somehow she couldn't see them getting thrilled over stuffed animals or toys of any kind. The twins weren't just ordinary kids. She finally chose matching gold rings with a small diamond in the center. Adrian was immediately thrilled, but Alexander had to try it on first to see how it looked. Then he walked over to the wall mirror and studied himself, flashing the ring to an imaginary audience. Only after he was pleased with the new touch the ring added to his appearance did he rush back to Penny to give her a big kiss.
As soon as she was confident that the twins were pleased with their gifts, she began to undress. There wasn't any assistance this time, because the children were still admiring the effect the glittering rings had on their appearance. When they did turn their attention back to her, she was slipping into a terrycloth robe, resigned to the fact that they were too engrossed in their new image to help her with a bath.
Alexander rushed over to Penny when he saw her putting on the robe. Before she had a chance to pull the robe over her shoulders to cover her naked body, he reached his ring hand up to fondle a tit and Penny saw the change that had come over him. Instead of feeling the smooth round orb for the sake of feeling, he fixed his eyes on the effect his glittering ring added to the appearance of his hand during the operation. He was obviously pleased with sparkle and attention the ring added to his little hand, Penny thought. Then Adrian did the same thing to Penny's other melon. But Alexander was more fascinated, which had Penny wondering why they claimed women were so vain. He rushed behind Penny, swept aside her robe, and gazed admiringly at his ring finger resting on a mound of ass-flesh, while his middle finger went about its task of exploring the deep crevice. His face beamed with pride.
"You kids are too much," Penny said with a laugh, just as the door opened and Steve peeked into the room.
"Now for the surprise I told you I had," Penny said closing the robe. "I want you to meet my brother."
"Hi," Steve said with a wave of his hand to the staring children. All he was wearing was a towel wrapped around his waist and he wasn't sure if he should enter in the presence of the kids.
"Aren't they adorable?" Penny chirped. "This is Adrian and this Alexander."
"Are you twins?" Alexander asked Steve.
"No, we're not," Steve answered. "Penny is my older sister."
Alexander walked briskly over to shake hands with Steve using it as an opportunity to see how the ring would look. He was also pleased with Steve's admiring glance at the diamond. Then Adrian joined her brother's side and gave Steve a kiss.
"Is it okay to come in?" Steve asked, half turning to go back for his robe.
"Sure, come in," Penny said.
"This place is too much," Steve said, bubbling over with excitement. The shock of Adrian's hand running up his leg brought him up short, though. Her fingers unhesitantly slithered up his leg to his hip and around front to feel his dangling meat.
"You'd better get used to it," Penny said with a laugh, watching her brother stand there speechless, dumbfounded and not knowing what to do next.
"I'll be… " Steve choked on the words.
When Alexander realized what his sister was doing, he quickly slipped his own hand under Steve's towel and searched for the back entrance.
"Hey! Cut that out!" Steve said, pushing Alexander's hand away.
"I thought you and Liz would be indisposed," Penny said with a questioning look.
"No such luck. She told me we'd have to be very discreet while we're up here… Paul keeps her pretty strict, she says. But I'll be entertained by the other girls, which Liz says is all right as long as it's just to relieve my sex urge. No kissing though."
"Mmmmmm… sounds interesting," Penny responded.
Steve let out a little gulp and Penny realized his cock was starting to rise higher and higher from the touch of Adrian's gentle fingers.
"I guess I'd better take my shower and start getting ready for cocktails," Penny sighed, adding, "but you can stay and talk to me if you like."
Neither of them were prepared for Adrian's next move. She pulled Steve's towel off and sucked his cock into her small mouth with the casual air of an experienced hooker. Steve watched his stiff meat going into the small mouth, ploughing into the pretty face of the little girl, felt her lips stretch tightly over the mushroom-shaped head and felt the sensation of come burning up through his cock. The first shot of come was such a surprise, as well as a powerful blast, it propelled Adrian back and his cock popped out of her mouth, shooting white cream splashing all over her pretty face. She grinned, grabbed his cock with both fists and gobbled it up. She went after the squirting shaft like it was a stick of candy, licking and sucking at the syrupy juice for all she was worth.
It was over so fast that both Penny and Steve didn't have time to recover from their original shock of watching Adrian whip off the towel and suck the cock into her mouth. For Steve, the experience was almost traumatic. Just the thought of a little girl giving him a blow-job sent pangs of guilt through his head. But now he had actually allowed it to happen, in the presence of witnesses, and he was upset even further by the fact that he hadn't tried to stop her. Uppermost in his mind was what people would think of him for allowing such a thing to happen.
"What's the matter, little brother, cat got your tongue?" Penny teased, watching his initial expression of shock begin to turn to fear.
"Mmmmmmmm, you taste good," Adrian added, still licking her lips.
"I… I… never… " Steve stammered helplessly.
"Didn't I tell you this place was unbelievable?"
"But I never.., messed around… with a little kid before," Steve moaned.
"Oh, come on, Steve, don't let it upset you so much," Penny said with compassion, knowing exactly how he must feel. She too had felt that way on the first visit when the twins had sucked her to an orgasm. But now the feeling of shame was gone and she knew what the twins were capable of doing. "You'd better get used to it. Otherwise you might as well go home now, because what you see later will make this appear to be nothing."
Steve was still staring at Adrian, who just grinned back sheepishly, while Alexander giggled at him from Penny's side. There must be something he should do, Steve told himself spank her? Kiss her? There must be something-but his mind wasn't functioning at the moment.
"You aren't mad at me, are you?" Adrian asked. She was more serious now and a faint trace of tears forming in her eyes as she looked into Steve's furious expression. His stare was so unfriendly that Adrian was frightened. "I love you," she said softly and big tears began to slip from her eyes.
Steve's gulp echoed around the room. He picked Adrian up and kissed the tears from her cheeks. But he still couldn't find the words to say something. Penny was speechless over Adrian's innocent reaction to Steve's vicious look and decided to take her shower before she started to cry too.
Alexander followed Penny into the bathroom and despite Penny's insistence that she wanted to be alone, he refused to leave. His job was to soap her down and he wasn't going to take no for an answer. But when his hands started to slide gently over her breasts, Penny melted into a yielding mass of anxious gooseflesh. She hadn't realized how close she was to the boiling point of desire.
Alexander's little fingers had a way of tantalizing the life out of her as they slipped into those cavities of her body so easily, one finger worming its way into her asshole, while another finger-fucked her cunt. All she could do was stand under the spray of water with her eyes closed and let the sensations between her legs reach their own solutions. But she knew his finger was too thin and too short in her cunt to bring it satisfaction. At best it was just a delicious feeling that built the sex flame into a raging fire, she decided. Something bigger and fatter was needed to finish the job. She was sure of that.
Steve stepped into the bathroom with Adrian sitting on his arm, hugging and kissing him affectionately. They watched Alexander bring Penny to the peak of excitement. Then he stopped playing with her, turned off the water, and began drying her with a sensual motion of the towel.
"Oh, Steve," she sighed, "finish the job for me. I'm as hot as a bitch."
A quick glance at the disappointed expression of Alexander's face gave Steve more reason than he already had to turn down Penny's request. "Are you kiddin', Penny? What would you like me to use for the job?"
"That big cock of yours," she shot back, noticing he was wearing his towel. again.
"The hardest thing in the world, Penny, is putting it in soft."
"Then let's make it stiff before I go out of my mind," she responded.
Alexander realized that Steve wasn't going to take away the pleasure of bringing Penny to a-climax. And even though Penny was still trying to get her brother to come to her aid, he wasn't going to let her go that easy. He quickly stepped up behind her, spread the large, smooth globes of assflesh apart, and covered her anus with his warm, moist mouth.
"Oh, Steve," Penny cried at the sensation. She desperately wanted her brother's fat meat snuggled in her aching cove. But Alexander didn't pay any attention to her happy that Steve wasn't, either. He sucked at the small sunburst, licked it hard sucked again. By now he knew how to drive a person insane with his teasing mouth. They always went wild at the suggestion of having his tongue slither into the slot, and the longer he made them wait for it, the wilder they got.
Already Penny had forgotten about Steve's cock. She closed her eyes and bent forward to let the boy finish what he had started. Then she would go after the cock, she told herself. But for now the warmth of Alexander's mouth over her anus was too delicious to send away, she decided. The lick of his tongue was sensational-because it would soon snake into the hot tunnel and give her the strangest feeling in that often neglected zone of her hungry body. She waited patiently for him to strike, bracing herself for the wet slab of meat to bore into her tight hole. But Alexander sucked at it-which felt good too-and licked it with the tip of his tongue to tease her, but didn't penetrate. It was driving her wild with anticipation.
"Stick it in, Alex," she whispered. But he didn't pay any attention to her command. She spoke a little louder, "Stick it in."
When he took his mouth away from the longing entrance, Penny was a little baffled. He'd had that tongue in her hole the last time she was here almost every time she turned her back, why not now, she wanted to know. But Alexander guided her to a sitting position on a shag rug in the middle of the floor, spread her legs and got down on his knees. He lifted her legs until she finally laid back and brought them to a more comfortable position with her knees almost up to her shoulders. Now she could see his head between her legs and knew her cunt, as well as her rectum, were at his disposal.
Steve was getting a hard-on watching the boy go about his attack with such eagerness and aggressive know-how. But Adrian's bare ass on his arm was also beginning to gain Steve's attention. She was moving it in that familiar rhythm a girl uses when she has a burning itch between her legs. He gave her a quick glance and saw her wide eyes looking at him longingly.
"Would you kiss me like that?" Adrian whispered in his ear.
"You're too young," Steve answered.
"But it itches," she pouted.
Alexander lowered his mouth to Penny's dripping wet cunt hairs, covered her slit with a wide open mouth and licked fire onto the lips of her cunt. He sucked and licked, again keeping his tongue from penetrating further than the very tip. It drove Penny wild. She couldn't stand the teasing sensation of the tongue when she longed to have it plunge into the burning walls of her body. Now both holes were gasping for relief. But Alexander had a mind of his own this time. When she tried to close her legs on his head, to trap him there, he moved lower and covered her back opening again.
"Don't tease me, Alex. Stick it in," Penny cried.
The tip of his tongue paused at the entrance, pressed slightly as if he was going to give in to her pleas and ram his tongue up the burning channel, but he hesitated first. He could feel the little bud opening as Penny tried to coax him in It opened and closed on the tip of his tongue, waiting for his plunge. Then he took a deep breath and drove the slippery serpent into her longing asshole.
"Oooohhbh," Penny cried. "Ooohhhhh, baby that feels so good."
Alexander snaked his tongue in and out, twisted it and drove it deep. He loved this operation more than any other. At this entrance, his tongue or finger always fit snugly. He didn't have the same feeling at the bushy hole, but he knew he had to move on to it. He knew that was where the real burning desire had to be satisfied. So with one last, hard, twisting plunge up Penny's rectum, he quickly withdrew and covered her panting cunt with his mouth, teased it only briefly, then drove his tongue into the cave that was filling with girl-juice.
"Ooooohhhh… ohhhhhh, Alex… more… just a little more."
He pressed harder, licking and sucking at the velvet walls of her sex, draining the juices, while she squeezed his head with a viselike grip of her legs.
"Oooooohhhhh," Penny cried, holding her breath and bouncing furiously, until her whole body exploded in a gratifying climax. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
She pulled Alexander up to her face then, kissing and hugging him with the little strength she had left in her system.
"Please?" Adrian was still trying to coax Steve. "Please kiss me like that?"
Steve was already toying with the crack of her ass, using his free hand to feel and fondle the small balls of flesh. She was tickling his ear with the tip of her tongue. His cock had lifted the towel up and there was a pulsing sensation in the spear that demanded some attention.
Since Penny was curled up on the rug with Alexander, obviously no longer needing Steve's tenderloin, he decided to slip out of the bathroom and return to his own room with Adrian. He wasn't quite sure what he would do, but he got a strange feeling in the groin at the thought of playing with the little girl.
Once in his own room, Steve closed the connecting door and tore off the towel that was wrapped around his waist. The head of his cock was peeking out anyway, he rationalized, as he placed Adrian on the bed.
"I don't know why I brought you in here," he said, lying down beside her and staring up at the mirrored ceiling. "You're too young to play those games."
Adrian wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her open mouth over his, her small tongue slithering out to circle his lips and force its way into his mouth. He could feel the smooth, soft skin between her legs rubbing on his arm. The whole scene frustrated him.
But Adrian knew what she wanted, and after the sensuous kiss, she quickly straddled his face. She knelt over him, reached back and pulled her asscheeks apart, to make it clear that she wanted that little buttonhole kissed. When she saw his eyes go to the little spot-after lingering for a long stare at her hairless slit-she lowered the tender ass onto his closed lips. She still had to pull the balls of flesh apart to feel his warm lips on the sensitive opening. There was some doubt in her mind whether Steve would respond to her urgent need. But finally she felt his lips part, his warm breath swept over the sensitive opening, and her heart began pounding at the thrill in store.
Finally Steve brought the tip of his tongue to the hot little bud and wet it with the saliva from his drooling mouth. He licked it, sucked it, and licked some more. Then he carefully pressed the tip of it into the hot tunnel. Adrian cooed and wiggled. He pressed his tongue deeper and deeper, while she wiggled harder and harder on his face.
"Ooooowwww," she cooed happily, bouncing up and down on his fate to drive the serpent in and out of her ass. "Oooowwww."
She had the full length of Steve's tongue up her ass and was enjoying every inch of it. Then with one quick move, she rose high, popping his tongue out, and let out a sigh of pleasure. She lowered herself again, waited for his tongue to snake up her insides and again rose to pop it out, giving a cry of delight at the sensation it caused. Again she lowered her buttonhole on his tongue and again made it pop out.
Steve wasn't aware of anything else in the room. Adrian's legs were pressed tight against his head, muffling every sound but the sucking noise his tongue made when it popped out of her body. He decided to open his eyes once to watch her body squirm over his head and suddenly saw a pretty blonde girl grinning at him through Adrian's legs.
"That's enough," the girl whispered to Adrian, when she saw Steve's expression turn to a startled, embarrassed stare. "Come on," she said, lifting Adrian off the bed and carrying her back to Penny's room.
Adrian was protesting, but softly. The girl didn't seem to pay any attention to her, though, and deposited her in Penny's room. She closed the door with Adrian on the other side. Steve caught a glimpse of the little girl's crying face before he focused his attention on the pretty blonde. She was about twenty, he figured, and much more his type of plaything than Adrian.
"Hi," she said, smiling at him. "I'm Susan."
"Hi, I'm Steve."
"I know all about you," she cut him short. "I'm here to see that you enjoy your stay."
Steve stared wide-eyed at her as she crossed the room to the bed again, slipping out of the toga as she seemed to float toward him. His eyes devoured her naked, fully developed body and was pleased to note that she had the familiar triangle of hair between her legs. Adrian would have been more fun if she had that little patch of fur that tantalized him with the thought of what it hid. He only regretted that Susan had caught him with Adrian. But her sensuous curves, with those fully ripened melons bouncing toward him, took his mind off the embarrassment of what he had been doing.
"The first thing we have to take care of," she sighed, climbing, on the bed with him, "is that burning sensation between your legs."
"Who sent you here?" Steve gulped, not believing his eyes and ears.
"Mr. Lagarde suggested you should have someone to keep you amused," she said in a low, sexy voice. "And Liz chose me for the job."
"Liz!" Steve gasped.
"Of course. She doesn't want you to be lonesome, and it gets terribly cold up here at night." As she spoke, Susan carefully straddled Steve's legs, took his stiff cock in one hand and guided it into the triangle of hair between her legs. "So she felt you might need some body heat to keep you warm. After all, Liz is in love with you."
Steve couldn't do or say anything. He just gulped in amazement as the girl knelt over him and brushed the head of his cock through the soft, fluffy hairs of her sex. Then she placed the tip of it at the lips of her cunt and slowly impaled herself on his stiff spear. He watched her close her eyes as his cock entered the hot, moist cavity, lowering herself gently onto his pulsing, flexing muscle. She would have taken his juices just sitting there rocking back and forth, but he reached up and gently pulled her down to his chest. Their open mouths met and his hands slid over her back, her twitching buttocks and into the crack of her ass.
"Come, baby," she whispered in his ear. "Come in me, Steve, give it to me."
And Steve gave it to her. Instantly. He blew his come in one uncontrollable blast. Not that he didn't want to hold off for a while to enjoy the feel of her body, but when she said "come," he couldn't stop it.