Chapter 21: Another Fine Mess

Way before Tommy’s explosion came, and even before her sister’s shriek, the other occupant in the room had long known what Tommy was up to. After all Stacy had a lot of experience with boys, especially those of the self-gratifying kind. Not only that, but her hands were right there, strategically placed, right on Tommy’s thrusting buttocks and thighs. But like the naughty, mischievous, older sister she happened to be, she let these mastubatory pleasures be. Not only did she not say anything, but she actually exacerbated the situation by strategically place her thumb firmly against his anus, all the while continuing to massage the lower perineum with her fingers. Now with each jerk, Tommy was not only humping her little sister but he was now sodomizing himself a little in the process. And Stacy was silently cheering him on, hoping this would all the end in that dramatic climactic finale. And hoping it would happen soon too, before the other two participants would catch on. For if it did, she delightfully knew she’ll have yet another thing to be able to taunt her sister with, and she knew this tale would be good until the end of their lives. So the second she heard the younger boy’s telltale gasps, and his cathartic moans, she knew that not only had Tommy just deposited another one of his gifts all over her little sister, but that he had given her a fabulous gift as well. Deliriously overjoyed, and delighted, and not able to contain her glee any longer, she started to bust out laughing hysterically at the fun turn of events.

Emily, also noticed Tommy’s climatic convulsions, and realized her last second reprimand had been too late to stop her brother’s crass act. She was, of course, still upset with her little brother, and herself as well, but when she heard that contagious laughter coming from the other side, she found it difficult to hold it in either, and she found herself starting to snicker along with Stacy. But being the disciplinarian she was, she still needed to show her displeasure with his behaviour, and tawdry display, so when she withdrew her right hand from his buttocks, and used it to whack him on the top of his head. “Tommy!” She yelled out again, between some more uncontrollable chortles. Then as vehemently as she could muster, she then followed that up by telling her still laughing friend, to go get some more towels from the linen closet.

When Stacy hears her best friend’s order, she was still laughing away, and was in the process of leaning over so she could look up and see her sister’s shocked expression. What she saw was her little sister’s petrified face, still shocked beyond repair, clearly wondering what had just happened, and what how much of that warm liquid was still spreading all over her thighs.

Stacy, seeing her sister’s expression, started to laugh out again. and was having a tough time getting herself under control. It was only after she heard her best friend shout once more, “Stacy!”, did she relent. Saying “Ok. Ok. Ok.” acknowledging her friend’s order with a wave of the hand. She then lean back up and started to squirm her thighs out out from underneath the boy’s legs. She then springs out of bed, and scurries out the bedroom door, still looking back at the sight and snickering all the way out the door.

Emily’s next order was for Tommy, and that was to get off Shelly, “Immediately!” So Tommy slowly pries himself off Shelly’s lap. Revealing a sticky mess all over his lower stomach, and even more so, all over Shelly’s legs, and thighs. He steps back and stands before her, now curious to see what he had left behind, but he finds his eyes drifting. Instead of looking at his spent white liquid mess, he finds himself admiring Shelly’s bare thighs. Casting his eyes up further, to an almost bare crotch.

The reason Shelly’s crotch and pussy was precipitously exposed, was because, once Tommy had pried himself up and removed himself, Shelly’s dress was on the verge of slipping back into Tommy’s spent cum. So Shelly was forced to quickly grab ahold of the hem and bring it in tightly into her crotch, before any of it slip back down into Tommy’s discharge. Looking down on her thighs, and concentrating on Tommy’s gift she was making sure her dress stayed out of the white mess below.

When Shelly first felt these sexual fluids, she first felt revolted, but now looking down, that revulsion quickly turned to curiosity. She first noticed how pleasantly warm this viscous fluid was. She watched it as it slowly seeped down over her legs and thighs., As she sat there, dress held in tight, barely covering her pantiless pussy, her focus was intently drawn to that cum. Afterall when Tommy had cum on her the first time, she never really didn’t get a chance to examine it much. Maybe it was the initial shock of it all, or maybe she just didn’t have much time as her sister had quickly dragged her off to the bathroom to wipe it off her dress, and then even when she came back into the room and Emily allowed her to wipe Tommy up, her mind had been so enraptured with Tommy’s naked body, and the reswelling cock that she had in her hand, that she didn’t give the cum much of a second thought, even though she was in the process of cleaning it up. This was different though. It was right there, all over her.

And as she looked down at it, a second thing occurred to her. That was its smell. It had a kind of musty smell to it, and it looked somewhat thick. She wondered what it would feel like if she actually dipped her finger in. Remembering now some girls say that seamen tasted a little salty, she thought curiously to herself. I wonder if that’s what Tommy’s taste like? She then noticed that some of the cum was now escaping. It was slowly dripping down to the insides of her left thigh. She quickly squeezed her legs in tightly, clenching them in firmly, hoping to stop Tommy’s cum from dripping on down further on to Emily’s bed and floor. Now with her hands holding her dress firmly down into her pussy with her legs clenching tightly together, and with the mental knowledge that Tommy had cum, not once, but twice all over her, she developed a strange pleasant feeling inside. A feeling so nice, that it was cascading right down to her nether regions below. Thinking of Tommy, she wondered what he was now was up to.

Shelly glanced up to see his two legs and feet. They were still facing her. Glancing up further to his face, it looked like, that he was also looking at his cum as much as she was. Or was he? She pondered.

Soon she realized his eyes didn’t seem focused on as much as his cum as much it was on her crotch, and she realized that with the way she was holding her dress in tight, that maybe she was revealing a more of herself than she should. Feeling her face started to turn red, she thought, Maybe I should pull my dress down, and hold it there above this mess. But looking back up and seeing that stare of his, she had to admit that she kind of liked him looking at her like that. She felt herself getting turned on even more. And anyway... , she justified to herself, I still had the most important part still hidden from his eyes. I’m really not showing him anymore than if I was wearing a bikini or something. She then lowered her eyes back to Tommy’s own body. Unlike what he’s showing me right now. She thought delightfully. But she noticed, somewhat disappointedly, that, with his hands, he was now shielding his cock from her view again. But he wasn’t able to hide much else, being completely naked as he was. And she did like what she could see. But damn! I wish he put those hands down.

Just then Shelly heard Tommy’s sister say, “Tommy! You should be ashamed of yourself. Look at the mess you left on Shelly’s lap. --- Again!”

The voice made Shelly realized that Emily was still in the room, and was actually standing beside Tommy, wondering, I wonder if she noticed how I was looking at her brother?

But the older sister just went on with her lecture, accentuating her last statement with her finger that was pointing down to Shelly’s unfortunate limbs. (Which, as we already know, Tommy was already concentrating on.) Yelling again at her brother, “Can’t you even control yourself!”

Hearing all of this Shelly, couldn’t help but be amused, witnessing yet another one of Tommy’s scoldings, and again she become somewhat curious. It seemed Emily always treated him like he was some five year old. Not only in lecturing at him like he was, but she also ordering him around. And what was even stranger and more perplexing to Shelly, was that Tommy let her do it. She wondered why Tommy would ever do this. He wasn’t like that at school! He never let anybody mess with him like that, although she now kind of wished, he’d let her do it.

Just then Stacy comes back carrying in two new towels. She quickly surveyed the scene before her, and overhearing her friend’s latest critique of her little brother’s misdeeds, she merrily decides to pour some more gas on the fire. She starts out with her own observation, directing it at her best friend. Pointing out with more than a little glee, “Emily, it looks like my sister is not the only place Tommy likes to leave his little deposits.” And waiting until all the other occupants in the room looked toward her, she slowly lifts the free hand not holding the towels and points out toward the floor, directly below Tommy. With a grin, that was getting wider and wider, she says with a merry glee, “Look at your carpet and the mess he’s now making there!”

Down below, right where Stacy was pointing, directly below Tommy’s now shrinking cock, there were some definite white drippings. This latest mess was all due to a well known fact, (at least well known to all adolescent boys) that an engorged cock is able to hold much more of its spent sperm within than that same cock can as it deflates back down to its natural state. So in this case, as Tommy’s cock started to shrink itself back down, all that leftover cum, still residing in the shaft had only one place to go, and that was out, and onto Emily’s bedroom floor.

“TOMMY!” Emily screams out anew, as she too now notices the little driblets of white all over her carpet.

Tommy, now as with everyone else, was now looking directly underneath him, and couldn’t help but snicker at this new bit of grief he had caused his older sister. But he wasn’t about to take all the blame. After all, this was completely unintentional on his part, and secondly, none of this would have happened in the first place if it wasn’t for his sister, and all her schemes. So he quickly had the wherewithal and smarts to say in his own self defense, “Well, you’re the one who told me to get off her.”

Emily not satisfied with this flimsy excuse, snatches one of the towels out of Stacy’s hand, and snapping it toward Tommy’s cock, which unfortunately, or fortunately (depending on whose perspective) was still being shielded by Tommy’s two hands, counters with, “I didn’t tell you to leak your cum all over my floor!” She then shoves the towel into Tommy’s protective hands, saying. “Wipe your thing off, and then get down there and clean up those nasty dribblings.”

By this time, given the absurdity of this whole situation, and given that Stacy was again breaking out in another fit of infectious laughter, all the rest occupants started to crack up too, and this included even Emily.

Shelly, between her own sets of giggles, now had received her own towel, and she started to clean her own self off. She first carefully, and thoroughly, went about wiping Tommy’s cum off the top of her thighs, and she was about to spread them out so that she could get at the cum still finding sanctuary in between her two legs, when some inner warning told her stop. She glanced up and immediately discovered it was a good thing she did too. Looking back at Tommy, she couldn’t help notice where his eyes were still focussed on. Oh, he was seemingly following his sister’s orders. He was on his knees blindly rubbing away at those wet spots on the floor, but that’s not what he was concentrating on. He was now using this new advantageous angle to look again at her legs and thighs. They were now only two feet away from his eyes, and she could tell, he was just waiting for that moment when she’d would have to open them up to finish her own clean up job.

Tommy waited there. Staring. Still slowly scrubbing away blindly with his towel, but when he noticed that Shelly’s hand had stopped its wiping, but he knew she hadn’t actually finished the job. He started thinking, Come on Shelly, open up your legs. Get the stuff in between too! For he was positive there was cum residing down there too. He started to become impatient as he wondered, What’s taking her so long? Go wipe the rest of it up! In frustration, he glances up to Shelly’s face only to see her eyes upon him. She had a tight, serious, look on her face and he would swear she was reading his thoughts. That tight look was saying to him, Tommy. I see what you’re trying to do! Now caught red handed, he couldn’t help but blush, and smiled stupidly back to her.

It was only after having discovered the boy’s true intentions, and seeing Tommy’s naughty school boy’s grin, that she felt something nasty come over her. It was as if another personality had came in and started to take over. It began to control not only her mind but it had started to control her body. The first thing this so-called entity did was to return his embarrassed grin with a knowing smile of her own. And then still holding her dress tightly into her crotch, she cocks her head a bit to the side, and with that sly grin, she begins then begins to slowly open up those legs, gradually drawing the towel down and in. Slowly pulling it through her naked inner thighs, and toward her sex. Exposing her bare naked crotch. She started to wipe away at Tommy’s cum residing in between. Back and forth the towel went as it attempted to absorb his fluids. And all the while she stared straight at him. She was daring him to glance down. It was like she had turned into some sort of femme fatale, who was trying to entrap this poor boy with a view of her forbidden charms.

Tommy, still staring at Shelly’s face, notices the movement below. He could help but look down and see that her thighs had parted, And now her hand was now being slowly drawing in, wiping away at his cum as it creeped closer to her pussy. Unfortunately for Tommy, he still couldn’t actually see much. Although the thighs had parted, her hand, the towel and the dress always seemed to be blocking his eyes from what he really was trying to see. He quickly takes a quick glance back up to see if she knew where he was looking. She did, for she still had that sexy, seductive, and knowing smile. She was also still staring directly at him, like she knew exactly what she was doing to him.

He returns her sly smile with a goofy smile of his own, and quickly looks back down to enjoy the show. He could see her hand continue to move back and forth, back and forth, between her thighs, wiping away at his cum, but too soon it ends, with towel and hand stopped, so teasingly so close to her naked crotch. For some reason, which his hanging appendage firmly attested to, even though he never got to see much of what he really wanted to see, he would swear this was the most sexy show he had ever experienced in his whole life. His cock had now stirred up for a third straight time, and was sticking out straight once again. Fortunately this fact was being hidden from all the others by his still kneeling body. Slightly embarrassed by his own body’s reaction, and seeing no other movement, as the show had come to an end, he looks back up towards Shelly again.

When Shelly felt Tommy’s eyes back on her face, the bubble burst, and that entity that had possessed the girl only a second ago, simply disappeared, leaving a very young, inexperienced, and now an extremely embarrassed fourteen year old girl behind. With her normal adolescent mind now fully back in control, she finds herself feeling a sudden embarrassment and shame. All she could do was but think, Oh my god Shelly! You’re such a slut! She quickly closes her legs back up, and pulls her dress down to hide the very thing that this alter ego of hers was using to tempt him with. She then tries to hide her face, lowering it down into her lap, hoping to hide the sudden shame and mortification for what she had just done, and now wishing she was anywhere else, but in this room.

Emily and Stacy were, of course, still in the room. They had been standing right there and both their eyes were fixed on the two young adolescents. They couldn’t help but notice this strange byplay (Let’s just call it courtship for lack of a better word.) going on between the two, and also all those accompanying sparks that accompanied it. They were both fascinated, and were even getting a little turned on just by watching the whole scene play out. They had witnessed it all, up until its very end with Shelly’s scene ending school girl’s blush, but Emily wasn’t yet satisfied. She was greedy for more, and her conniving mind sensed yet another grand opportunity being laid out before her, so she yells out in her loud strong voice. “Tommy, I want you to apologize to Shelly for this latest failing of yours.”

When Tommy ears heard Emily’s voice it felt like it was a hundred miles away, for the boy was still lost in that hypnotic trance that Shelly’s alter ego had cast so adroitly over him, but by rote, he found himself following his sister’s orders. He managed to open his mouth and said, “Shelly, ehh ... I’m sorry for cumming on you again.” But it was a pitiful attempt at an apology, for his voice came out in only a meek, pitiful whisper. Something you would expect from a mouse and not a healthy fourteen year old boy. But it was all he could manage at the time for both his mind and body were still trying to extract themselves out from under the girl’s web.