Chapter 53

"Very good, you two." said Maria, "that was great, well done. Have a rest and watch the next part of the show." She rose, revealing she wore knickers and the white bra. Lauren, in an attempt to be invisible, glanced back at the two youngsters, now cuddled up again together on the chair. She knew where Maria had gone, certain that she would return with the young girl who was meant to be in her protection.

Lauren mentally shrugged. The girl wasn't a virgin and was more sexually active that some girls twice her age. She had shown considerable appetite for adventure in sexual matters, not least with her abroad in the hotel. God, she thought, back home the girl had even poured cream over herself as a turn on. What was an au pair meant to do, look the other way? Her mother really had no idea about the pressures she had been subjected to over the previous few months. And then the war! Well, everyone knows that strange things happen in wars. The door opened and the room fell silent.

The most immediate anomaly that struck Lauren was that Emma was smiling, not from nerves, but clearly as a result of a conversation with Maria. They looked friendly, walking closely together. Emma stood by the chair as Maria slipped back onto the sofa, grinning at Emma as she once again took the General's cock in her fist and nurtured him back to life. Lauren looked at the little girl, upright above her, legs together, bare feet deliciously tanned, hinting of the pleasure beneath the pretty summer dress. Her hair lay loosely over her shoulders, the tight curls glistening in the light. Emma smiled down at Lauren.

"Lauren, you and I can prepare her. Julie, come over here and keep our visitor amused" she ordered, guiding Julie onto the sofa in her place. She paused briefly to watch as Julie took hold of the General's bobbing cock, then slipped across to kneel at Emma's feet. "OK, let's unwrap her!" she said, smiling at Lauren. Her cleavage once again caught Lauren's gaze as she bent towards Emma and flicked the first button undone at the bottom of the dress. Lauren dealt with the second and third while Maria worked her way higher. Both Lauren and Maria stood as her knickers appeared, the faintest of blonde wisps beneath the translucent material.

A general hush descended on the room, followed by appreciative gasps as Maria slipped the sides of the dress apart, allowing everyone to see the young shape of her hips and the little-girl legs. Her labia showed her femininity as Maria ran her hands over the backs of her legs.

"Sit down on the chair" she said, never taking her eyes of Emma's pussy. Maria considered Emma's position, eventually deciding that she was too low in the chair, and grabbed a couple of cushions from the sofa. She slid them under the little girl's bottom, checking that she was raised high enough for her plans. "Emma, you look beautiful, absolutely lovely." Emma smiled radiantly at her, glancing up quickly at Lauren.

"You're right, she is beautiful." replied Lauren. Maria patted the ground at Emma's feet.

"Good enough to eat, right?" suggested Maria. She ran her hands along the girl's thighs, slowly parting them as she leaned forward, kissing her lightly, trailing her tongue closer to her sex. Emma inhaled slowly, loudly as she sank lower in the chair. Her legs parted voluntarily. "Lauren, take off my underwear" said Maria. Lauren obliged, flicking the catch on her bra, then pulling her silky knickers down over her buttocks. She caught the dampness of the crotch, the stickiness good between her fingers, the musky scent heavy in the air. A surge of lust shot through Lauren as she saw Maria's pussy, tight between her buttocks, and then glanced up the length of her body to see that she now had her tongue within an inch of Emma's aroused pussy.

"You too. Let Julie and Juan do it for you."

"No, I'll just watch."

Maria's eyes widened. "Come here" she whispered. Lauren shuffled across to Maria, half knowing what was coming. "Lauren!" she hissed, "do it, or today will be your last day. No joke. Save yourself!" She felt her gut tighten at the words, looked into Maria's eyes and saw both truth and abandon. With weakened legs she stood and walked to the sofa. The two teenagers smiled at her, giggling a little at her discomfort. They parted to allow her to stand between them. Lauren looked down, admiring the girl's breasts and her figure in general and the feint shine of cum on her pubic hair. Well proportioned, lean and healthy. She took her hand from the General's stiff cock and touched Lauren's leg, causing her to flinch. Lauren turned to the side, trying to hide herself from the eyes of the darkened audience. Quickly, they undid her buttons, their young hands roaming unnecessarily underneath her thin dress, over her pubic hair and nipples. They pulled it from her shoulders, letting it fall in a heap at their feet. A gasp rippled around the room as Lauren stood in her tiny knickers, and even the General applauded at the sight. Lauren couldn't help but allow the slightest of smiles to cross her lips.

"You're not the prettiest girl I've even seen!" snarled the General. Lauren look dismayed, embarrassed even as her gaze found the carpet of the floor. She crossed her legs, her left hand buried between them in an attempt to conceal her pussy. Her right arm crossed her chest. "But, by God, you have the most wonderful body! Come here!"

Lauren shuffled to stand in front of him, her eyes bulging in their sockets as he reached out for her waist. "No! No, please don't!" she cried, memories of previous military encounters still painfully vivid. The General grabbed her left hand and pushed it aside. "Legs apart!" he ordered, pushing his hand between her thighs. She squealed at his touch, watching in fright as his cock regained much of it's potency. He cupped her pussy roughly in his hand and squeezed, electrifying her despite the natural revulsion.

"Stand still!" he grunted. Lauren closed her eyes, pain etched across her face as the man's hands roamed over her stomach and between her legs. He motioned at Julie to slip to the floor, and she obliged, kneeling behind Lauren.

"Help her lose these knickers, girl!" he growled. Julie gripped her waistband and pulled. As her dark pussy hair came into view several people gasped. Julie pushed her hand between Lauren's legs, tugging at the front of her knickers while rubbing her with her wrist. They dropped to the floor silently as Lauren tried desperately to find the strength to smile.

"You're very pretty, aren't you Lauren?" She shrugged, looking into the distance. "OK, now help Maria. Get your little girl squirming on that seat!" With a forceful shove, he pushed Lauren towards the girls so that she tumbled at Emma's feet. Without any further encouragement, she joined Maria, parting Emma's thighs slightly more to accommodate them both, and began to explore the silky smoothness of her body, aware of the view her bottom and pussy was offering to the audience.

Maria turned, pausing only briefly as she flicked her tongue along Emma's labia. "Lick with me. You go lower, make her come!" she whispered. Lauren turned her head, glanced at the well-known folds of Emma's young vagina, and sank down awkwardly to try and push her tongue into her very sex. Emma moved, gasping as she felt the two girls attending to her. Lauren saw her anus pouting, the lips of her vagina pushing slightly as internally she built for orgasm. Lauren flicked around the entrance to her vagina, circling slowly as she sensed Maria lapping in circles around the little girl's clitoris. Lower once again, she teased her anus, probing the spotless pink opening with the tip of her tongue.

Emma whimpered, her hands gripping the sides of the chair as though she was about to be thrown skywards. Her bottom rose occasionally, heaving into the air against an imaginary cock.

"Tease her more. Build up slowly!" whispered Lauren as she watched Maria taking her clitoris between her lips. Maria smiled, amused that Lauren would offer advice in the situation. But she agreed, her tongue trailing up towards her navel, while Lauren concentrated on her thighs, the warmth of the girl's skin so sensual against her cheek. Emma complained at the loss of attention initially, until the tongues and hands running over her delivered their message, and her body quivered once again. Sensing Emma's overwhelming desire for satisfaction, Lauren once again sought out her anus, twirling her tongue gently against the muscles, pushing gently inside whenever Emma relaxed sufficiently to admit her. Maria took one side of her vagina at a time, kissing each of her labia in turn, taking the soft skin between her lips and running up and down the length of her, mixing lubrication until the little girl dripped with liquid pleasure.

"Oh! Please!" she wailed. "Please let me come!" Lauren thought she sounded like she was in tears as her hips bucked up off the cushion. On an unspoken signal, Lauren knelt up higher, and placed her left hand on the girl's stomach, just above her pubic hair. Licking the middle finger of her right hand, she slowly inserted the finger into her anus, holding her down on the cushion as she jerked wildly with the intrusion. Maria played her part, descending on her clitoris quickly, gently, licking around the swollen hood with such lust that Lauren thought that all three of them might come at the same time. Emma's muscles tensed as she stopped breathing, desperation on her face as though she wanted to exhale but couldn't.

"Oh God!" she screamed, shuddering, straining against Lauren's hand as she tried to shoot off the cushion. Her body went rigid as Lauren felt the pressure in her anus, pushing against her, the contractions of the strong muscles cutting off the blood supply to her finger. Ripples ran through her hand, presumably echoes from her vagina. Lauren watched her mouth, fixed in mid-scream; transfixed by the silence and rigidity of the girl, she knew full well that she had never reacted like this when they had been alone together. Eventually, Emma slowly relaxed, breathing raggedly while Lauren caressed the girls thighs, slowly trailing away to touch her own pussy, confirming it was drenched with her own excitement. Maria leaned over towards Lauren, smiling like the Cheshire cat, slipping along Emma's sticky thighs as her lips parted and Lauren accepted the kiss.

They parted, each seemingly knowing that they had only just started. Maria gently pushed Emma's legs further apart then reached down underneath the old chair to retrieve two leather straps. Quietly, she slipped the free end over Emma's ankle and tightened it so that her foot wouldn't come free. She slid across the floor, almost giggling, and did the same with the other foot. Standing, she arranged Emma's young legs over the arms of the chair and tightened the straps. All the while, Emma continued to purr, oblivious to the further restrictions, trusting completely her two lovers. Maria turned to the darkened audience, positioning Lauren at her feet, towards her. Taking her head in her hands, she guided Lauren forward so that her head tipped upwards, buried between her thighs.

Lauren inhaled the darkened scent of the woman, nuzzling into the sweet folds of her wet vagina. The softness of her labia slid along the length of her nose, the slickness covering her lips. Maria pushed her away with disdain, walking into the audience, her tight bottom twitching. Lauren gazed out after her, the bright lights making it difficult to judge how many people were there. She felt, for no good reason, that there were maybe five or six more seated behind the General's sofa, and that they had long finished paying any attention to her. Even so, Lauren covered herself, arm across her chest, suddenly acutely aware of her nakedness. She shuddered as goosebumps appeared on her forearms.

Maria emerged from the darkness, holding out a can. "Use this on her, get her lathered up" Lauren's eyes ignored the aerosol, zeroing in on the wonderful sight between the older girl's legs, her pussy lips silouhetted against the lights, pouting, glinting with her own saliva. Her stomach turned somersaults, demanding satisfaction. "Come on!" Lauren turned, shaking the can.

"What?" she whispered, as Maria sat next to her. "Shave her pussy?"

"Sure, it won't take long, and I bet she looks like an angel, right? I bet she's really cute. Go on, shake, and tell me as you smooth it on. Go on!"

Lauren did as she was instructed, gently smoothing the cream from her thigh around her pussy, kneading against the fine hair that barely covered anything. "Hmm, so smooth." mumbled Lauren as she traced along Emma's vulva. She was so aroused, her inner lips flowering delightfully as she gently probed. Not a whisper from Emma, except the occasional twitch and groan of pleasure. Her feet strained against the straps, causing her thighs to bulge very slightly against the arms of the chair. Lauren watched with fascination as Emma's hands wandered from the arms of the chair down over her breasts.

"Here!" said Maria, taking a little of the foam from Emma's thigh. She dabbed it over Lauren's breasts, teasing the nipples with tiny buttons of froth. Lauren smiled, pleased with the attention and gentle touch. Maria knelt to one side and rested the razor above the little girl's pubic hair, ready for the first stroke. She turned, waiting for a signal from the General. He seemed preoccupied though with Julie who was slowly peeling his foreskin down before teasing the end of his cock with the tip of her tongue. Eventually he nodded.

Maria carefully shaved through the fine hair, wiping the razor after each cut with a towel. After only five or six strokes she had finished, but continued for a few seconds making sure that she caught the last of it. She turned to Lauren, her eyes asking for a second opinion. Lauren felt her pussy, warm, sticky and nodded, smiling back at Maria in semi-admiration for the way she so expertly dealt with her.

"We're ready!" said Maria, making way for the General. The two girls took positions either side of Emma. Lauren took her hand, returning the little girl's smile as the soldier stood and strode across to the chair. Naked, his cock lurched in front of him, menacing, throbbing, straightening as he neared the young girl tied to the chair. Maria took his cock, guiding him between Emma's thighs. He held her knee, spreading her legs slightly wider, before allowing himself to be positioned at the entrance to her pussy. Lauren felt Emma's grip tighten. The man's cock disappeared slowly inside, the smooth lips forming a perfect seal as he penetrated deep into her body. Lauren allowed her other hand to dip between her own legs, teasing the tight hairs of her own sex until she found that could never provide the satisfaction she needed. Her middle finger pushed deep between her legs, along her labia, parting her lips and allowing a pent up flood of her own to escape down over her thighs.

Maria watched in wonder, her eyes never leaving the action of the General as he pushed into the teenager, her skin so pure, smooth, unblemished in comparison to the old man's wrinkles. The General was clearly delighted, pumping rhythmically in an older man's way as Emma's tiny breasts twitched with each thrust. "Kiss her!" he commanded. Maria slipped up to Emma's breasts, lapping around the nipples before taking one in her mouth. The General grunted, shivering slightly as his orgasm approached. Lauren brought the girl's fingers to her mouth and sucked gently, causing Emma to whine with delight. Her bottom bounced on the cushions as she tried hard to match the General's thrusts. Her cries increased dramatically as Lauren slipped her hand underneath her bottom, helping her to raise herself, and allowing the General to get in as deeply as possible.