Chapter 185: Nanny Candy

Today I headed to Annie’s dojo. It had been so long since my last visit here that I forgot to focus on not making mistakes as I went through my katas. Annie reminded me when she came over to appear to be helping me with my form. After karate we headed over to Annie’s house. I expected to sleep over as we had done before summer break.

“David, I really need you right now, but I can’t. Not for a few months at least. I was stupid and went alone to a party where someone drugged me. Even drugged they had no chance of raping me, but they didn’t need to rape me. I as beyond horny before I ever got to the party. The drugs and alcohol made me not care about fighting off my urges. I fucked ten guys and six girls into the ground. Still not sated I trolled the beach for buff guys that would have the stamina to keep up with me. The boys at the party had much more stamina. Purely by accident I bumped into an older guy that looked barely able to pick up his cooler. He told me he would love company for lunch and that I looked hungry. He only had an average sized dick, but he could go all day and night long. Well I think he went late into the night. All the drugs wore off after we had dinner with his family. I woke up at nine to his dog licking my pussy. Someone had washed me from head to toe, including my vagina. The bed had to be the softest, most comfortable bed I had ever slept in. I thought he was gently caressing my face and bare breast as I woke up, only to find it was his little sister,” Annie told me as we got to her room and stripped to go shower. “She used some exotic-smelling lotion all over my body as she gave me the most incredible massage. When she moved between my legs, she started using her long fingers to massage some gel into the walls of my wet vagina. From some place she got a small thong bikini bottom she tied into place. When I went to pee, I found out someone had waxed me at some point last night. The thong covered everything that I needed covered while showing off my muscular body. She helped me back into my own bikini top. The tiny bikini top that went with the thong bikini wouldn’t hold them in at all. I never heard her say a word, then I found her in my lap crying uncontrollably. She did her best to talk to me, in heavily accented English, but had a lot of trouble finding the right words. It took her a while for me to find out that she had turned twelve a few days ago, even if she looked much older than Crystal and me. They drugged her at that same party. She barely managed to hide in a closet in the same room where I was taking all comers trying to get what I needed. When I finally woke up to head out to the beach, she ran home to get her big brother to be sure I at least ate and drank something but didn’t tell him why. She only told him what happened after I passed out from having sex with him all day and night. She only wanted to go hang out at the party to dance a bit.”

Annie ended up in my arms crying for a little bit. It didn’t matter that she was naked or I could tell she as back to being beyond horny. I wasn’t going to let her have my dick inside her until she told me she had gotten herself back under control again.

She finally settled down she told me how happy she was to see the girl’s brother had brought her to their house to sleep somewhere safe.

“His little sister was almost in tears when she told me that she had slipped me something at dinner to make me go to sleep for a few hours. It wasn’t the drugs from the party, but I wouldn’t remember any of what happened. While I was asleep, she and her brother bathed me in long hot bath that I was sure I would have enjoyed. They carefully used a special wash to want out my vagina. The girl watched closely to see that none of the dicks was unwrapped, but it still didn’t hurt to clean me out to be safe. She told me how she came in regularly to check that her brother wasn’t hurting me while we had sex,” she explained. “Only after she had finished packing my vagina with that gel, I found out that it caused my vagina muscles to constrict and not allow me to relax to let a dick get inside me. There was another fun benefit to the gel. When the gel contacts semen or pre-cum, it somehow caused the guys penis to burn inside and out. That, of course, causes him to go limp instantly. If they managed to get hard again anytime soon, it would start to burn painfully again. Only taking a long piss cleans out the gel, but she told me that the boys, for some reason, lose all interest in having sex with a girl that has this gel in her vagina. I’ve tried to have sex on top, with the guy wearing a rubber, without any success. I went back to her house later to ask her about it only to find a guy holding her down as he tried to shove his fingers into her vagina via the hole he cut in her shorts and panties. A second boy was in the process of trying to tear off her tight top. Right as I walked in there was a third guy who just came up her nose and all over her face because she wouldn’t open her mouth for him. All three were outside in the middle of the road attempting to find ways to roll to get where they could breathe with broken ribs. They found that very hard to do with broken arms and legs. It was my turn to take care of the girl, but I couldn’t do it there. She looked ten times worse when her brother and parents came to my hotel to get her.”

After Annie blew her nose, she explained that the boys said the girl invited them to have sex with her for money. They could do anything they wanted, for the right price. Once paid, she said she wanted it rough, so that was what they were doing. It would have been remotely believable if these three boys weren’t known to not have a dime to their name and all they had, including their clothes, they had stolen. These were hustlers who took advantage of drunk and drugged girls at the parties held nightly there. Each was an expert at helping a drunk girl, or group of extremely inebriated girls, to stagger off away from the party. First, they would take everything from the girls, including their clothes. In the morning the girls went to jail for being naked and drunk on the beach. Part of the scam was that the boys told the cops exactly where to find them, so the cops looked the other way about what the boys did before they called the cops. Being naked in jail, in addition to the money the cops were getting from the pics and vids they were taking of the girls in the cells, the girls would call anyone they could find to bring them clothes and pay whatever fine needed to get them out of jail. The cops said the fine was for being naked on the beach, but that was bullshit because the beach was clothing optional. There were no signs specifically saying that, but kids were always naked there. All the women and girls went topless, wearing the tiniest possible thong they could to cover themselves. The corrupt cops split the fees amongst themselves, with a small finder’s fee to the boys.

Now the cops weren’t going to let the cash cows stand accused of a raping a girl. The boys claimed the girl’s pimp beat the shit out of them and took their money. It turned out to be too much for the girl’s family to deal with so they left town as soon as they loaded their rental car. Annie got a big bottle of the gel and the recipe to make more. Since then, Annie had it packed inside her whenever she wasn’t having her period. It was all that kept her from having sex with any guy, or girl, she wanted to get in bed with during her vacation.

I know I sure don’t want to taste anything that kept girls from going down on her.

Once Annie returned to the states, she went to an in-patient sex addiction treatment center for a week. The meds they gave her helped her level out so she could mostly resist her urges.

“I don’t think I want to ever know how Molly found out what was going on with me. I do know that the case of single-use tubes had a modified version of the gel that wouldn’t allow my clitoris or vagina to become stimulated, no matter how horny I was in my head,” Annie told me. “I really need you to hold me all night David, but I’m not even ready yet to let Crystal sleep over.”

On the way to Crystal’s house, Crystal told me that Annie was all she could think about. If I needed to have sex, we could do that. She knew she needed it badly and was sure she would love it. Still, we couldn’t sleep together again until Annie was able to join us. It was tearing at her very heart to know that she couldn’t hold Annie in her arms when Annie needed her to hold her so badly.

I can’t blame her for that one bit. Those two have been inseparable since they were small.

When I was driving home, I realized that with the new guy at school I felt a bit left out. Trudy had to keep up her rep as a lesbian. Molly was busy with getting her family settled into her new house. I had enough homework to do that no one was going to just come over to watch me do homework until midnight. I may not need sleep to recovery energy, but they did. If we couldn’t play from when I got home until bedtime, they weren’t interested.

I must find out who designed my chair and the newer version of the full body sex suit. Why jack off when I can get as close to feeling like I’m having sex as I can, without really doing it.

I was up early on Saturday. I had the pool cleaned, grass cut, leaves blown and even washed all the cars, including the Lotus. Not having to go to school had me so relaxed that I even vacuumed them all out as well.

It is nice to not have to need to fight with cords to use the electric power tools.

By ten I had showered and headed to visit Trudy since she had been keeping her distance lately. Her mom said Trudy was sleeping over a friend’s house whose birthday was last night. We sat on the porch talking about how happy she was that Trudy had friends like Paula and Molly who took over rebuilding her house. She couldn’t have done any of that on her own.

Having the house rebuilt was something she expected from the insurance company, but not the added rider that paid off her mortgage if the house sustained damage beyond repair. She was very surprised to get the deed to the house while they were still rebuilding the house. Paula had told her to expect the deed in the mail. Paula had joked with her that the rider was one the insurances companies hid deep in the legalese to charge another thirty bucks a month to the policy. The last time they had to honor it in this area was back in the seventies when the town had a serial arsonist. Trudy’s mom was the only one around here that didn’t know it wasn’t something everyone around here had on their policies.

“I’m not all that into God or religion, but I’m not going to argue with the insurance company about what they consider acts of God. I now own my home debt free. All I must do now is pay the annual property taxes and insurance. I would have been shit-out-of-luck if not for you being a good guy when Trudy really needed a real friend. She will never admit it, but I knew the look in her eyes when I returned from my trip after she met you. Each time she said your name she lit up like a Christmas tree, even if she was bitching about you for some reason. No amount of trying to convince herself otherwise is she going to deny the fact that she wanted to have sex with you the second you sat next to her on the bus that first time,” her mom told me. “Now onto a different matter. You’re very perceptive David. We both know that if I invited you in that you would gladly give me what Trudy has been raving about lately. I need it so badly, but people saw you drive up and know Trudy isn’t home. Now the next time you come over to do homework with Trudy, I will gladly help take some of your loads for her.”

I figured it was something like that because her nipples popped out as soon as she saw me and she isn’t wearing anything under her long sleep shirt. Her pussy juices even smell almost exactly like Trudy’s.

I decided she was right about it being too much of a risk to go inside to help her adjust her mattress, so I headed over to Molly’s to finally get the grand tour of the new estate.

Having multiple garages now made it hard to tell if they were home or not. Her mom told me that when I came over that I needed to use to door off the kitchen because that was where she would be most of the time. Molly had a playroom built off the side of the kitchen for her siblings to play in when it was raining. She didn’t want to burn something because she had to fight her way through the house to get the front door. I parked around back and rang the doorbell. After a minute I rang again, before knocking.

“Their off shopping,” A tall woman in tight biking shorts and an equally tight spandex top said from a door behind the garage. “You must be David. Molly texted me all about you. Well at least as much as she wanted to tell me. Her mother, Dolly and Nelly filled in what Molly tried to keep secret. Right now, I really need what you have to offer badly, so it is good you came by.”

Well if her body looks as good naked as when held squished in tight with spandex, I’m all for a good fuck.

She led me over toward the pool house. I expected a changing area or something similar. Instead I found a small half-court sized gymnasium. It looked to have been a full-court originally, but the other half now contained various exercise machines.

“What you’re wearing looks pretty good for sparring. Molly said that you seem to have a natural talent for it and were advancing in rank rapidly at both dojos where you go to train after school,” she said. “If you want a Gi instead of your clothes, there are some on the shelves in the training room.”

Sparring? This is different. Does she think I’m going to be a martial arts dummy for her?

I told her I was good in the clothes I had on. I just needed to get out my wallet, keys, and cell phone first.

“Aren’t you going to at least put on a cup,” she asked.

I pointed at her when I said, “Aren’t you going to put on a bra?”

“Touché David,” she told me. “If you give me a good workout, you will be able to call me by my first name. Otherwise I’m Miss Abrams.”

We got to the center of the floor and I bowed to her. She bowed back and then immediately launched at me with a fast snap kick.

It was something they had taught us how to block in my first level classes at Annie’s dojo and my second level at Crystal’s. I only had to move to the side for her to miss. That left her open to me being able to sweep her other leg out from under her. There weren’t any mats on the wooden floor. At least there weren’t until she landed on her butt three more times. Then we took a break to pull out the mats from the slot in the wall.

Am I going very fast or something? I was sparring with her at the slow speeds I use in class.

I kept knocking her on her butt for over an hour before she finally called for a water break. We talked about the various things I had learned at the dojo since I had no issues blocking her or counterattacking to put her on her butt. I wasn’t even hitting her hard when I did knock her down. She asked a lot more questions before saying she was ready to spar some more. This time she feigned a punch, but instead snapped her foot up at my balls.

Ok. If you are going to play that way...

I didn’t so much see, as felt, her change to snap a kick up at my balls. A move, that I had learned in class, had me twisting sideways quickly. It allowed me to put a hand under the knees of the leg she had used to try to kick me and one on her tit. I pinched the hell out of her nipple as I pushed her leg up toward her chest. There was nothing her planted foot could do to help her keep her balance as I continued to twist to the side. I slammed her down onto the mat without losing the grip I had on her nipple. There were already big, fat ones before. Now it was noticeably larger due to being fully erect.