Vintage Keliana (with story)

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Originally Posted by jocksereire

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Thanks for the encouragement. I'm a little behind on writing the next installment, but it is forthcoming ... tomorrow, most likely.

Keliana has, quite frankly, been distracting me from writing since my return!

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We return to ?tienne?s house, and Zeva wakes up with a start. ?I must get ready for work,? she announces, jumping from the car and rushing in. I guess she means her policewoman job.

?tienne and I enter, and his assistant announces that there is a visitor. She begins to speak French, but in deference to me switches to English. ?A Mr. Masao Suetsugu is waiting for you in the parlor room,? she says, reading from a business card. ?He seems quite anxious to see you.?

?Ah, Suetsugu,? says ?tienne. ?I have been expecting him to make an appearance. We have some business to discuss.? He invites me to join him.

We walk down the hall, or rather I should say that ?tienne walks down the hall while I hobble a bit. My ass is a bit sore from the pounding from Zeva, but it is a nice kind of sore. ?tienne notices, and says, ?The best cure for that is to get fucked again, and soon.? Then he winks at me.

We enter the parlor room, and a Japanese man, dressed in a business suit, jumps up from a chair, bows, and holds out his hand. He speaks French to ?tienne, looks at me, and speaks again. ?tienne says, in English, ?This is one of my subjects. We have nothing to hide from him. In fact, it may be appropriate for him to join us in our meeting. And let us speak so he can understand.?

Mr. Suetsugu explains that he has come as the representative of a consortium of magazine publishers in Tokyo who wish to publish some of ?tienne?s photo shoots with Japanese translations. ?tienne listens closely, and then asks about the financial arrangements. Mr. Suetsugu says, ?I am certain you will be very happy with your compensation.?

?tienne smiles and excuses himself for a moment, leaving the room. Mr. Suetsugu and I sit there silently, until he asks me a question. ?You are a ?subject?? Does that mean that you appear in photographs??

I hesitate, and then say, ?Yes, I work with ?tienne?s models.?

?Why have I not seen your work?? he asks.

?My shoots are very recent,? I answer. ?They have not yet appeared in print.?

?And with whom have you appeared?? he asks.

?I have done two shoots with D?sir?e and one today with Zeva.?

He shakes his head. ?I do not know these models.?

Just then, ?tienne enters the room. He walks over to where Mr. Suetsugu is sitting and throws a magazine down on the table in front of him. ?Perhaps not,? he says, with a shout. ?But apparently you know one of my models.?

The magazine is called ?Sweet CDBaby.? Most of the cover is in Japanese, and it is very modern-looking. Keliana sits naked in a bathtub.

Mr. Suetsugu looks at the magazine briefly and then looks away. ?tienne picks up ?Sweet CDBaby? and brings it across the room to me. ?Here. This is for you.?

As I pick up the magazine and begin to flip through, finding beautiful pictures of Keliana bathing and anointing her exquisite body with baby oil, ?tienne tells Mr. Suetsugu that any agreement to allow publication of his photo shoots in Japan will begin with a substantial payment for having stolen the photos of Keliana in the tub. ?I took those earlier this year,? he barks, ?and the film disappeared from my studio. How do you explain that?!?

Mr. Suetsugu stutters and stammers, but eventually explains that the film was purchased from the Paris magazine distribution ring that Zeva has been following.

?Were you aware that they were stolen?!? ?tienne demands to know.

?Yes,? Mr. Suetsugu admits. ?But you must understand. Once we saw Keliana, we decided that we had to have her for our Japanese market. We will pay any price, and we are willing to accept some punishment for our misdeed. But we must have her. She is the most magnificent woman we have ever seen.?

?I do not negotiate with rogues and thieves. I think I will let one of my associates handle this.? ?tienne again leaves for a moment. When he returns, he announces that he has summoned Zeva. ?She is a policewoman, and she knows exactly how to deal with people like you.?

He advises Mr. Suetsugu to make himself comfortable until Zeva arrives, and summons me out of the room, locking the Japanese businessman in. ?As for you,? he says, ?I think you should take my advice. Go to your room. I have a surprise for you.?

I take my new Keliana magazine and make my way through the labyrinthine house to my room. I forget which advice ?tienne means, but as soon as I open the rood I remember. There are two girls waiting for me, dressed in black lingerie. One has black hair, and the other is a blonde. Both have huge cocks, fully erect. The sight of them has two effect on me: my own cock suddenly becomes hard, and my ass begins to tingle and even pulsate a little bit.

One of the girls comes right up to me, puts her tongue in my ear, and says something in French. ?I don?t understand,? I say, as she grabs my cock right through my pants, and squeezes tight. The other girl comes over and rubs her hand on my ass.

The two girls drag me to the bed and throw me down, pulling off my shirt and pants quickly. ?We do you quick,? says the black-haired girl. ??tienne says break you in more.? So, she does speak some English.

With me fully unclothed, the blonde begins to stroke my cock. Then she climbs around on the bed until she?s right over me, and she pushes her own cock right into my mouth and begins to fuck me with it. Yes, fuck me. I lie still and she uses my mouth like a pussy, plunging it in and taking it out. It tastes absolutely wonderful.

Meanwhile, the black-haired girl positions herself between my legs, pushes my legs in the air, and sticks a finger right into my hole. Twisting it around a bit, she then takes it out and gives it to the blonde to suck on. While I try to watch this -- my face is absolutely full of the blonde?s cock -- I feel the head of a cock rub against my hole, and feel a bit of some wetness. Suddenly, without warning, I feel the entire length and girth of a girl cock inside of me. It makes Zeva?s feel small.

I look down as best I can with the blonde?s cock in my mouth and see this incredible sight: the black-haired girl plowing my ass, her huge girl cock having been released from her sheer black panties, and her beautiful tits swaying back and forth with her bra pulled down below them. Her nipples are poking straight out.

I am in girl cock heaven! My mouth is full of one cock, and my ass is full of another. The blonde pumps her delicious dick down my throat while the black-haired girl pounds me harder and harder. ?tienne was right: the more she fucks my ass, the better it feels. Whatever pain -- admittedly, pleasurable pain -- had been there before is now completely gone. I am a complete cock slut, ready for whatever Keliana has in store for me when I find her.

The black-haired girl begins to pant and moan, and the blonde says something to her in French. The black-haired girls nods her head. They both continue to work their cocks in and out of my two holes, until the blond suddenly speaks: ?Un, deux, trois.?

I know that much French. On three, the two girls begin to cum. My mouth fills up with a massive load of hot jizz, sweet and delicious. The blonde cums so much that I cannot keep up with it, and while I try to swallow some of her cum spills out of my mouth and runs down my chin. Meanwhile, the black-haired girl is pumping her own girl juice into my ass, filling me so much that when she finally pulls her cock out my ass spews her cum all over the bed. As this happens, she gently pushes the blonde out of the way and sticks her sticky member into my mouth. ?Clean!? she says, in English. I lick the rest of the cum off of her, tasting my own ass.

The three of us collapse on the bed, and I drift off to sleep, exhausted from so much sex. When I awake a little while later, the girls are gone. My newest Keliana magazine, the one from Japan, lies on the bed beside me. I pick it up and stare intently at the picture on the cover.

?Is this really all for you?? I ask the photograph. ?Will I really find you??

I swear a hear a voice in the room tell me that I will.

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I am supposed to be moving on to London, but ?tienne impresses on me that I must say until D?sir?e returns. He encourages me to phone home and tell my mother that I?ve figured out a way to stay longer in Europe without it costing me any additional money.

?Your additional expenses will be covered,? he explains. ?After all, you have provided me with some very good photos. I suggest, though, that you not explain all that.?

I agree, but I want to tell someone. My sister seems the obvious candidate. Much to my surprise, she is not shocked.

* * *

After two more days of great food, great sex, and hanging out pass, I begin to grow anxious about moving on and finding Keliana. ?All in good time,? ?tienne says. ?I think you shall be pleasantly surprised, very soon.?

The next day, as we sit with Zeva and enjoy a late lunch, D?sir?e suddenly rushes in, out of breath. She runs to ?tienne and speaks in French, and it is clear she is very distressed.

?tienne turns to me and says, ?Keliana is gone.? He explains that D?sir?e accompanied Keliana back to London for a few days, and that the plan was for both of them to return to Paris for a series of photo shoots. Apparently, they were separated briefly at Orly Airport when they returned from London.

?I turned around,? D?sir?e says, ?and she was gone.?

Zeva, who until now has been silent, now speaks. ?Suetsugu.?

?Yes?? ?tienne asks.

?I should have killed him,? says Zeva, ?rather than simply frightening him. We must find Keliana, quickly. I suspect they will try to take her to Japan.?

Zeva quickly draws up a plan of action, and everyone in the house is enlisted to help. We are each given a list of places to look in various parts of the city. Zeva also makes a phone call, and within 15 minutes several cars and drivers arrive. ?These,? she says, ?are my friends from the police force.? Each and every driver is an incredibly sexy woman, and I suspect they all have cocks.

My driver takes me to a working-class section of Paris that is well off the beaten path for tourists. We search at the places on my list. Inside an abandoned warehouse, I become separated from the driver. Suddenly, I hear voices speaking in what sounds like Japanese. I walk slowly toward the voices and peer through an open door. Three Japanese men sit at a table, laughing and playing cards. There is a woman tied to a post in the middle of a dimly lit room, but I cannot see her face. She is facing away from me. I can see her hands tied around the post and behind her back, and she appears to be working hard at undoing the ropes. Her clothes appear to be torn. I wonder if it could be Keliana.

As I begin to think about how I might get a better look, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I?ve been caught. I am dragged into the room and thrown down on the floor by the table. Just as I look up at the tied woman, I am blindfolded. I hear the woman scream at the men in Japanese. They laugh, and one of them picks me up from the floor and ties me to a post. I can?t see a thing, but I can hear them all leave the room, or at least become as quiet as mice.

The woman then speaks very softly. I can barely hear her, but she sounds just like the voice I heard at Notre-Dame de Paris. It must be Keliana. She is telling me to stay calm.

When the men return loudly, I hear Keliana suddenly mumbling. I imagine they have covered her mouth. Then I am untied. They take off my blindfold, and Keliana has a hood over her head.

?Take off everything, and put these on!? commands one of the men, speaking English that I can barely understand. He hands me a pile of clothes: a short black skirt, powder blue panties, a red silk blouse, a padded bra, white stockings, and a garter belt. He points to a red wig and black high heel shoes on the table.

When I hesitate, the English speaker grabs me by the ear and pulls me right to his mouth. ?Do what you are told,? he whispers, gruffly. ?We know what you like.?

Another of the men pulls aside his jacket to reveal a gun on his belt.

I quickly strip down and begin to put on the clothes. I begin with the panties, and when the smooth fabric hits my cock it begins to twitch. The padded bra makes me look like I have tits. I put on the silk blouse and the skirt, and one of the other men points at the table, reminding me about the other items. I sit down and pull the stockings up my legs, using the garter to hold them up. Then I step into the shoes. One of the men fits the wig on my head.

?Walk over there,? says the man who speaks English, pointing across the room. I do, and find myself looking into a mirror. Forgetting that I am on a mission to save Keliana, I feel my cock harden in the panties and I think, ?I would fuck you.?

The man with a gun comes up behind me and turns me around. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out some lipstick, and holds my head still while he covers my lips in deep red. Then the English speaker says something to him in Japanese, and he pushes me down to the ground, on my knees. Opening the zipper of his pants, he pulls out his big, hard dick.

?Slut,? the English speaker says, ?you will do as you are told. Now suck.?

The cock is thrust into my mouth before I can respond. Obviously, I have sucked cocks before, but only girl cocks. I don?t want this one, and I moan as I feel the humiliation growing. I forget how much I like how I look in these girl clothes, and try to forget what is happening. The man takes my hands and puts them on his thighs, and the English speaker says, ?Pull him into you, slut.? The man with his dick in my mouth holds my head firmly and begins to pump into me, and I start to gag. I can?t breathe.

All of a sudden, one of the other men who has been watching comes over and lifts me off my knees, pushing aside the man whose cock has been in my mouth. He drags me to the table and bends me over, lifts my skirt, pulls the panties to one side, and thrusts his even bigger cock right into my ass, without warning.

He finally pulled out of my mouth. I slumped over to the side exhausted as he grabbed my and swung my body around so my head was hanging over the edge of the couch, and my legs were sticking straight up the back of it. He quickly knelt in front of my head and forced his meat back into my throat.

The English speaker cackles. ?Take it, you cunt.?

My ass is getting pounded and pummeled. Despite that this is against my will, there is pleasure accompanying the pain. I feel my body shiver as the giant dick inside my ass hits the spot that Zeva had found.

Just as I feel my body begin to go limp, the man fucking me pulls away from the table and sits on a chair, with me still impaled on his massive rod. I can see myself in the mirror from here. The man who had been face-fucking me comes over and sticks his dick right back into my mouth. My body tenses up again and I begin to notice the rhythm of balls slapping against my thighs and my chin at the same time. The man fucking my ass is incredibly deep, slamming into me.

The English speaker says, ?Now we have two bitches.? As he says it, I feel the two cocks in me simultaneously enlarge and begin to pulsate. I know the feeling. Soon they are going to cum in me. My cock hardens, and I reach down to stroke it. The man fucking my ass pulls my hand away and holds it so I cannot satisfy my urge.

Without warning, both cocks erupt. My ass fills with hot cum, and I feel it drip out of me all around the cock that is still deep inside my behind. My mouth is overwhelmed, too, and I try to swallow, but there is too much. Some of it dribbles down my chin and onto my chest.

After a moment, both men release me, and I am dragged back to the post. The girl clothes I?m wearing are disheveled, and I am barely able to stand. The ropes they tie me with actually help keep me from falling down.

The men leave the room, after blindfolding me again. Almost immediately, I feel a presence right next to me, and I hear Keliana?s voice. ?Let me untie you,? she says. Somehow, she has freed herself.

Keliana presses right up against me, but I am still blindfolded. She reaches around to work on the ropes, and I feel her tits against my chest. Her girl cock brushes against my stockinged leg. I am hard and need release. She kisses me as she works. ?My cum will taste better,? she says in my ear, ?because you will want it.?

As she tries to undo the knot, we hear footsteps and voices. ?They?re coming back,? I whisper. ?You should run. I will be okay.?

?No!?

?I insist,? I tell her. But before we can resolve the issue, the men return. They grab Keliana and tie her back up, again hooding her head. They untie me and sit me at the table. Mr. Suetsugu walks in. One of his arms is in a sling, and he is wearing sunglasses. I can see the outer edges of a dark bruise around one of his eyes. I imagine this is Zeva?s handiwork.

Suetsugu throws a magazine on the table -- another issue of CUMM International I haven?t seen. It features Keliana on the front and back covers. Then he grabs me by the hair and pulls my head so I am looking right at him. He glares at me menacingly, and then speaks.

?You?re beloved Keliana,? he says, in a mocking tone, ?will not tell us what we want to know. Perhaps you are more willing than her. We must learn how ?tienne achieves this level of pure eroticism in his photo shoots? What is the secret??

I look at Keliana, clothes tattered, head in a hood, and I know the answer. How could they not see it, instantly?

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Suetsugu barks at the guards, and all but one leaves the room. The one who remains steps over to Keliana and pulls off her hood. For the first time, in the light, our eyes meet. I am mesmerized, and I look for the words to say to her. Before I can utter a sound, she shakes her head. I understand. I shouldn?t say anything.

The guard unties Keliana and drags her to the middle of the room and grabs her arms, putting a set of handcuffs around her wrists in back of her. He leaves her on the floor and goes to a darkened corner of the room, returning in a moment with a heavy chain, which he drops next to Keliana. Then he takes a heavy metal collar from a small bag under the table and puts it around Keliana?s neck, attaching one end of the chain to the collar and dragging her to my feet. I am still tied to the post. She looks up at me and smiles, but I can see fear behind the smile.

As Keliana kneels in front of me, the guard takes the length of chain and brings it to the pole where Keliana had been tied. Measuring carefully, he wraps the chain round and locks it so that Keliana can move no further than where she already is, about a foot away from me. He looks to Suetsugu, who nods.

?You have been searching for her,? he says to me. ?If you want her, you will help us.?

He barks again in Japanese to the guard, who leaves the room. One of the other guards enters, with a small, black bag like a doctor might carry. He puts it down and takes a large knife off of his belt. I am still dressed like a girl, from the rape that I just experienced. He takes the knife and cuts the powder blue panties, coming dangerously close to my cock. They fall to the ground.

Suetsugu grunts something, and the guard checks my hands. They are tied firmly behind the pole. He then reaches into the bag and pulls out a device that I don?t recognize. Moving behind me, I feel him suddenly stick some of his fingers right into my ass. There?s still stickiness from the cum that was dumped into me a short
while ago, and I feel some liquid drip down my leg. Suddenly, I feel something other than fingers deep in my ass.

Suetsugu mutters something in Japanese, and the guard mutters something back. Then I feel whatever he put in my ass begin to vibrate. It is a butt plug, and it feels like it must be the strongest ever. Within a few moments, I feel it arousing me. The guard pushes against it and it goes in deeper. I feel wave after wave of anal orgasm, and my cock instantly springs to attention and begins to drip right onto the floor.

?This is their idea of torture,? I think to myself, suddenly forgetting where I am and giving myself over completely to the pleasure coursing through my entire being.

The pleasure continues for another minute, and then I realize that it is torture. The vibrating butt plug is driving me crazy, and my cock has never been harder. My balls, too, have an intense feeling, as if the will literally burst through the skin. I can feel cum moving slowly into the shaft of my cock, but beyond the continued dripping of precum I get no relief. I cannot take it much longer.

Suetsugu speaks. ?Perhaps you would like your darling Keliana to relieve the pressure??

I find it hard to believe that this is okay with my captor, but I thrust my body forward as much as possible, and put my dick within a couple of inches of Keliana?s mouth. As I do, the guard pulls out a syringe from the black bag and thrusts the needle into Keliana?s backside. Instantly, her eyes become wild with lust, and she begins to strain like a captured animal to get to my cock. The way she is chained, though, makes it impossible. As she rises off her knees to get closer, the chain pulls at her neck and snaps her back. And each time she gets close to my cock with her beautiful mouth, my cock seems to spasm as if I am going to cum, but only precum drips out. Meanwhile, the plug in my ass vibrates with even greater ferocity.

This continues for a few minutes, but it seems like hours. This is torture. I have a massive load to give my beloved Keliana, who clearly wants my cum. But we cannot reach each other. Suetsugu howls with laughter.

And then I black out.

* * *

When I come to, I am in another room, thrown on the floor, and still partially dressed like a girl. Keliana is nowhere to be seen. The plug in my ass remains, and continues to vibrate, but not with the same intensity. My cock is covered with precum, but my hands are tied behind my back. I need relief.

I suddenly realize that Suetsugu is there, too. He sits on a chair across the room from me.

?We have questions that must be answered,? he snarls at me. ?You will answer them, or Keliana will answer them. But they will be answered.?

I look at him and wonder what is next for me. Then the door opens, and one of the guards comes in and hands him something. The guard then comes over to me and unties my hands.

?Here,? says Suetsugu, throwing a magazine to the floor next to me. ?Take care of yourself. We will be back for you soon.?

They both leave, locking the door. I pick up ?Lui? and see Keliana?s exquisite ass. I nearly tear the magazine apart finding her spread, and I stroke my cock as quickly as possible. It takes only a few seconds, and I spew my hot cum all over her pictures. As I feel the combination of pleasure and physical relief, I begin to worry. What has happened to my darling?

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The answer to my question of what has become of Keliana is answered soon enough. Less than an hour goes by before one of the guards flings open the door and throws a pair of pants and a t-shirt in at me. Gesturing that I should change my clothes, I take off the tattered girl clothes from my rape and put on what he gave me. He watches until I?m done, and shuts the door.

A few minutes later, Suetsugu appears. ?Have you decided to talk?? he asks me.

I stare at him, blankly.

?What is the secret?!? he says, his voice rising in volume.

I continue to stare. He picks up the ?Lui? magazine at one corner, careful not to get my cum on his hand. Grabbing me by the hair, he puts my face right up against a picture of Keliana. ?How does she make you cum so much?!? He is practically screaming in a fit of rage.

I whimper an answer. ?Look at her.?

?Yes,? he says, mockingly. ?She is sexy. She is beautiful. But what is it that we have not been able to replicate with other models??

I shrug my shoulders. I know the answer, but it cannot be put into words.

He leaves, slamming the door behind him. Hours go by, during which I do not hear a sound. I am getting hungry.

* *

When the door finally opens, Suetsugu is accompanied by a Paris policewoman. I know that his syndicate is in cahoots with the local magazine distribution cartel that uses the policewomen as their ?muscle,? so I am not surprised to see this one. Her cap is pulled low over her face. Suetsugu points to me and she comes over and grabs my arm, dragging me into the hallway. As the three of us walk to another room, I feel her grip on my arm loosen a big, and she gently rubs her thumb against my bare skin. I look at her out of the corner of my eye, and I notice that she is smiling.

We enter a small room with a table and two chairs. Suetsugu sits in one and motions to the policewoman to put me in the other. She pushes me down in the seat and handcuffs me to the armrests. Then she goes around and stands behind the seated Suetsugu.

?I am growing close to the limit of my patience,? Suetsugu says to me. ?I want the details of ?tienne?s method. When he shoots Keliana, what does he say? What lenses does he use? How does he determine the scenes??

I look at him and notice the policewoman behind him is shaking her head from side to side and has one finger over her lips.

?Well?? Suetsugu yells, pounding his fist on the table.

The policewoman, as if on cue, grabs him by the hair and pounds his head down onto the table. He goes unconscious. She takes off her cap and smiles at me. It is the driver who brought me to this place. She speaks very little English, but she tells me everything will be okay. She uncuffs me and cuffs Suetsugu to his chair, and gags his mouth with a cloth from her pocket. We run out of the room and down the hall.

?Keliana?? I ask, wondering whether she, too, has been rescued.

?She is gone,? says the policewoman. ?We will find here.?

We escape to her waiting car and drive to ?tienne?s.

* * *

The house is abuzz. D?sir?e greets me with a hug and a deep kiss when I come in. ?I have been so worried,? she says, whispering in my ear. ?And I missed your touch while I was in London.?

Her mention of London immediately makes me think of Keliana, and I break away from her and rush to ?tienne. ?What is the news of Keliana?? I ask.

?Zeva has organized another search,? he tells me. ?She knows this city better than anyone, and if Keliana is here, Zeva will find her.?

D?sir?e comes over and grabs my hand. ?Come with me and relax,? she says, smiling. ?Let the others search.?

* *

Several hours later, I wake up in D?sir?e?s bed. I must have fallen asleep immediately, because I remember nothing. D?sir?e sits in a chair by the window.

?Do you feel better now?? she asks me.

I nod yes, and she smiles. Then she opens the door and steps into the hall, returning with the driver who brought me back to the house.

?This is V?ronique. Is it okay with you if she plays with us??

Before I can answer, V?ronique unbuttons her uniform blouse and pulls down her policewoman skirt. Her tits are firm and ripe, straining through a sheer white bra. Her nipples are pointing so far out that it looks as if the material will rip. Her sheer panties sheath a massive bulge, which she rubs with one hand as she sticks one finger of the other between her pouty lips. With a flick of her head, she flings her cap off and shakes out her long, black hair. She is drop-dead sexy.

D?sir?e drops to her knees in front of V?ronique and takes out the policewoman?s cock, swallowing its full 9 inches down her throat in one gulp. V?ronique moans lustily and pulls one of D?sir?e?s hands up to her breast. D?sir?e pulls the bra to the side and takes the nipple between her fingers, making it point out even more. With the other hand, D?sir?e gestures to me. I join them, sucking hungrily on V?ronique?s other tit as V?ronique rubs my cock through my pants.

V?ronique says, in her minimal English, ?The bed.?

We make our way to D?sir?e?s bed, and the three of us get completely naked. D?sir?e looks as beautiful as ever, with her red hair cascading over her smooth shoulders, her pouty tits ripe and ready, and her sweet cock fully erect. V?ronique looks like the epitome of a fucking machine. She is completely feminine but still exudes a look of strength. She says something to D?sir?e, who nods and lies down on her back, with her cock sticking straight up. D?sir?e tells me to suck her, and I position myself on all fours and take her cock in my mouth. As I get into a rhythm of sucking her, I suddenly feel V?ronique?s cock in my ass, all the way and in one thrust. I let out a scream of pleasure. I?ve been in this situation before.

V?ronique fucks me steadily but not wildly, pushing her cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. Meanwhile, D?sir?e holds onto the base of her cock and jerks herself into my mouth. I love the feeling as my lips go up and down her shaft, hitting her fingers clenched around herself. I can tell from her moaning that the combination of my mouth and her hand are giving her tremendous pleasure.

This continues for a few minutes, and then V?ronique gives D?sir?e another command. Without saying a word, D?sir?e maneuvers the three of us into a completely new configuration. She lies with her head at the foot of the bed, and curls her behind up to meet my cock, coaxing me into her asspussy. V?ronique begins to fuck me again in my ass, while D?sir?e?s cock finds its way into V?ronique?s mouth.

This is unbelievable! We fuck each other?s various holes in a sensual rhythm that allows each of us to feel exactly where the others are along the spectrum of getting to orgasm. At least, I feel that way. I assume the others do, too. And just as I begin to think that there are still some holes to be filled in our threesome, in walk two other policewomen, uniforms unbuttoned and unzipped and fully erect. A blonde comes to one side of the bed and teases her cock into D?sir?e?s mouth. A brunette comes to the other side of the bed and puts her cock in my mouth.

A few more minutes go by. The ecstasy is building. Suddenly, I hear ?tienne?s voice shout, ?Cum!? On command, all four of the girls begin to spew. I feel V?ronique?s massive hardon in my ass pumping hot splooge deep into me. The brunette?s cum goes down my throat at the same time. D?sir?e smiles as her mouth fills with hot jizz from the blonde. I can feel D?sir?e spasming into V?ronique?s mouth; after all, my cock is nearly touching her from the inside.

D?sir?e releases her mouth from the blonde and speaks, hot cum dripping from her tongue. ?And you?? she says, smiling at me.

With that, I cum in buckets deep into D?sir?e?s delicious asspussy. And we all collapse in a heap.

?tienne steps out from behind a false wall. He has been taking pictures all along, through peepholes.

?You get better and better, my young friend,? he says to me. ?You deserve a reward.?

?Keliana?? I ask, and then I realize that all of this has taken place while she is missing.

?Yes, Zeva is on her trail.? ?tienne smiles. ?For now, your reward must be this.?

He hands me a new magazine. ?Teenager No. 5? shows Keliana displaying her magnificent derri?re to a man sitting on a park bench.

?Remember the importance of the park in your quest for Keliana,? says ?tienne. "I did not take these photos. Perhaps you will see what is different in my work. But you must never tell Suetsugu what you see." Then he smiles, motions to the girls, and everyone leaves but D?sir?e. She climbs up on the bed to snuggle with me. I put the magazine aside for later, and we fall asleep, twisted together in post-coital satisfaction.

to be continued ...

[randolph]

Yes she is sooo hot and your series is also great stuff. Keep it HARD!