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Weekend with Anthony
IV
Baby Doll

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Sunday afternoon bright and breezy on suave green slopes curving down to sheer cliffs and the gentle sway of the Atlantic far below, Charlotte's shoulder length hair russet in the sunlight as she stared pensively out over the water like a shampoo ad. "I don't think we should get too attached to each other" she said turning her head to make the wind send lustrous waves through her hair. Ought've been in Hollywood, that female. 

"Mmn." 

"I'm afraid I may leave you too frustrated. Sexually, that is." She cast a piercing Betty Davis look at me. "It wouldn't be good for you." 

"Mmn." I was rather preoccupied with images of Anthony's cock and his younger sister's big firm round tits which without warning she'd revealed by suddenly crossing her hands, grasping the waistband of her sweater with both hands, pulling it completely off over her head and whirling them in my face just as I was leaving by the kitchen door to meet Charlotte. That entire family was wilder than the wildest bunch of sexmad loonies I ever imagined. I think they liked me, too. 

"You're right, he is as pretty as a girl" Lorna said with a triumphant crow of laughter as I entered the kitchen having half an hour before, to Charlotte's shocked annoyance, graciously accepted her insincere suggestion we not see each other for a while. 

"Especially with that hair" Mary affirmed. "We ought do something about it." 

I grinned at them amiably, glad to be back among the living. "What's that?" 

"I think that's why I feel attracted to you even though I'm a raving dyke" Mary told me."The woman in you brings out the man in me." She guffawed like a trucker. Attractive trucker. I for one'd never 've guessed her a les. They were in a playful Sunday afternoon mood and began speculating what I'd look like made up. 

"Let's do it!" Laura clapped her hands excitedly and they hustled me upstairs to Mary's room high under the eaves, a narrow room, uneven-floored, walls bright with sunlight on the whitewash and as uneven as was the floor in that ancient secluded farmhouse. Sitting me down at her battered old dressingtable they began combing my hair out to give it luster. "Needs washing" Laura cried and laughing they hustled me into the bathroom, pulling off my clothes. 

I loved the easygoing atmosphere of innocent fun. Naked with two girls pushing me into kneeling position in the metal tub, dousing me with a rubber shower attached to the hot and cold taps, one girl holding the spray, other applying shampoo with occasional touches to my backside, balls and cock. Entire experience straight out of I don't know what, some unstressed relaxed sex romp story. I'd arrived here a tense, restrained virgin, now I was naked at the whim of two pretty females, my cock was hard and I was laughing. Young man could want no more provided it culminated in a good ejaculation. 

Now both were lathering my hair, a big heap of white suds building up. Laura, most playful, spread handfuls of white foam down my chest, rubbing it in, my nipples tingling. Mary followed suit down my back, going quickly for the part which seemed interest her most, my backside. Laura reached my belly, then my cock a bit later. I knelt higher revelling in the sensuousness, becoming more aroused. I felt Mary's soapy finger stroking around the rim of my anus while Laura held my cock in her little palm firmly, then the lovely sensation of being rimmed changed slightly as Mary slid her finger in, a surprise for my virgin hole, and I yelped slightly and wriggled but she kept it there. 

"Oh Mary, I've got to shag him" Lorna exclaimed. "I need it so bad." They washed the soap off, towelled me briskly like a gigantic baby, cradled my wet hair in a towel like a schoolgirl and hustled me back to the bedroom. Lorna's clothes seemed to fall from her body like water off a duck's back. Funny thing about the female: sometimes you just can't get the clothes off em no matter how hard you try, other times just can't keep em dressed. Clasping her arms around me she pulled me to that lovely little buxom body squishing the titties against my chest and fell back onto the bed with me on top. My cock which had never been in a woman found itself at the mouth of that holy grail, pushed in and instinct did the rest, took over and I thrust from the hips with nature's good steady motion, met a good halfway by the girl's upward thrust and hugged tight to her chest. Her legs reached up and around mine, drawing my thighs wide open and she heaved up and I felt something searching in my bum crack, tried to look around but was hugged tighter by Lorna, arms and legs bound to me like a chimp. "It's alright, it's alright" she cried urgently. "Just keep a shagging of me." 

Well it wasn't alright. That lesbian bitch her elder sister had donned a strapon and was after my anus. With the smaller girl's weight dragging me down and the older pushing me down I didn't get a chance to wriggle away before the lubricated diddldoe or whatever you call those plastic stick-in thingamagigs impaled me. "Arghhh" I cried. It bloody well hurt, but only for a minute. She stayed still once it was in and the little un reached and massaged my balls, for my cock had suddenly gone floppy, and then feeling renewed, my cock went stiffer than ever, the pain eased into uncomfortable fullness in my bottom and Mary began a kind of rotating motion which soon had me moaning like a deflating balloon while Lorna began screeching as if I were tickling or strangling her or both. Maybe the sound excited Mary because she began to groan and picked up the pace, the feeling inside my backside so great I really felt confused because I was sure it oughtn't feel good like that. After a while she stopped and went rigid, sort of pushing and vibrating herself against me and I came as well, my first ejaculation inside a woman, sucked out sweet n lovely by that tight hungry young pussy.

Though I felt ready to rest Lorna was up perky as a robin to blowdry my hair before it dried out of shape, as if I cared, sat me down at the dressingtable again, Lorna put the dryer in her sister's hands and began to work on my face with makeup. Makeup! I felt amused and somehow flattered, two pairs of female hands upon me very soothing even if one was a lesbian. Blush on my skin, my hair becoming wavy and lustrous under brushing. Eyeshadow. I looked in the mirror expecting to see an absurd sight and saw....Lord, if the barmen who called me miss as a mean joke could see me now they'd start chatting me up to get inside my pants and be in for a big surprise later. "The only problem is all the hair on your legs" Lorna complained. 

"And what's between his legs" Mary added. 

"Funny you've no hair on your chest. You've really hairy legs" Lorna told me, went out, came back with a lady razor and shaving cream, turned out expert at shaving legs, had mine smooth in 10 sexy minutes. "Stand up" she urged. "My you do have lovely legs. I wish I had a body like yours." She giggled. 

"I wish I had breasts like yours" I said to get in on the joke. 

"That can be arranged. Mary, can I use your pushup bra and see if we can give her a cleavage?" 

"No" I protested, feeling this was going too far and not liking the her bit. Meanwhile Mary had finished my hair with lacquer and now efficiently tidied the makeup around the eyes and on the cheeks then applied lipstick, instucting me how to press my lips together. She told me to look in the mirror. I looked unconfortably sensuous and much more mature as female than as a thin young man. They were so efficient bustling around me they were rushing me away before I had time to consider things. The bra stretched around my chest......now I really had something of a cleavage. Panties on, Lorna pushed my cock down between my legs and it stayed there only till I looked at the sexy woman, me, in the mirror then popped out again, jutting the silky skimpy female garment. 

This got the girls aroused again and laughing to cover it they stroked my chest, then Mary, incorrigibly a backdoor person, started stroking my bum, Lorna's hand reaching inside the panties for my hard cock. They couldn't resist and slipped the panties down to my thighs, then something very cold touched my anus and Mary slipped in a finger covered with cold cream. It wasn't so bad and I let them massage me sexually, a luxurious feeling, arching my back, my head thrown back. I hadn't heard the sound of Anthony's Land Rover returning. Mary said something quickly to Lorna which I didn't catch, they giggled a little, then Lorna quickly brought from a drawer a Baby Doll nightie and pulled it over my head, very sexy, dipping to reveal my cleavage at the top, so short it only came down to mid-bottom. 

Hearing a door bang and heavy footfalls along the corridor shaking the beams of the old house I belatedly realized the master of the house was home just as Lorna pulled up my knickers, Mary threw open the bedroom door and before I realized what was happening the two of them hustled into the corridor and slammed the door. Anthony bumped right into me as I heard the girls shoot the bolt, giggling. 

"My God you're pretty" Anthony said and kissed me. He'd been drinking and scooped me up in both arms. 

"Anthony, Anthony, it's me" I squeaked. 

"I know it's you, you daft twat" he said as he burst through his door and threw me on my back on his bed. "But you look like pussy and that's good enough for me. Hell, you're the prettiest in the county, they've even given you a cleavage." He leaned on me with his entire weight and kissed me hard, fumbling under the bra and squeezing my breasts making me pant. I felt like a woman. Fumbling with his trousers a few moments he dropped them and the enormous cock stiff and straight pointed towards my face. I stared at it, breath coming quickly, my own cock getting hard. He stooped, took my ankles, lifted my legs onto either shoulder, then both hands grasped my panties and he pulled them up off my bottom and I felt the great cock nudging my hole. He reached down and felt it. "Greased for me too" he muttered and pushed.