The Girls-Only Club

by Pamela

 

Chapter 11

 

The next morning while Blake was walking to his first period class, one of the girls from his homeroom, Marilyn, came up to him and whispered in his ear, "I can't believe you're really wearing a bra."

Caught by surprise, Blake blushed and then realized that Valerie must have told her. "Yes I am."

"Can I take a peek at it, you know, to make sure."

"I can't do it here in the hall. What about at lunch time recess?"

"OK, that'll be fine. But Blake could you tell me why you're wearing a bra? I mean you don't have breasts, I mean, like a girl does." Marilyn herself was a late developer. She was slight of build and somedays she wore a trainer bra and somedays no bra at all.

"I guess its because I'm not really a boy. I mean, I suppose I look like a boy, but I feel like a girl."

Marilyn looked at him intently, like she was really trying to understand. He then saw the beginning of a smile go across her mouth and he said, "I'm serious. I'm not kidding!"

"I don't know what to think Blake. It does seem kind of strange and all."

"You won't tell anyone will you? I'm scared the guys will beat me up if they found out."

"You know, Valerie has been telling all the girls in the eighth grade. By now I bet everyone knows your secret. So far, I don't think any of us will tell the guys, cause it really is a girl thing and most of us have always liked you."

"Thank you Marilyn, I really appreciate it. I'm very afraid of Clifford and Roy. I don't know what they might do to me, besides probably telling everyone else including the teachers. And then they might call home and I'd be in really big trouble with my mom and dad."

As they walked down the hallway, Blake could see other girls pointing at him and giggling amongst themselves. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Valerie, and she walked up to him and Marilyn.

"I'm sorry Blake, I couldn't stop from telling some of the girls and before you knew it, everyone found out. We're all so excited that you want to be a girl, and I think your secret is really safe with us, isn't it Marilyn?"

"Yes, of course! It's so neat that you can be so honest with yourself. Guys always act like they are so much better than girls. Its really just insecurity I think."

"I don't feel like I have anything in common with the guys. I just wish that I could be a complete girl, like wear dresses to school and pretty shoes and makeup. And I really love to wear nail polish."

"Isn't there anything you can do about it?"

"Maybe latter in my life; right now I don't think I can do anything."

"Well from now on, we'll treat you like one of us, as much as we can," Marilyn said.

 

At recess, Blake joined up with the club members and they walked over to their usual bench to sit and chat about things. One by one the other girls in the eighth grade walked over to join them until virtually every girl, more than a hundred of them, were gathered around Blake. The effect was eerie, and the boys stopped what they were doing to stare over at the huge crowd of girls. So many girls together was too intimidating for the guys, and none of them had the courage to go over and see what was happening. The presence of Blake amongst all the girls did not go unnoticed, and the guys proposed various theories to explain why he was there. They all agreed that Blake had some sort of special charm which drove girls crazy. They vowed that, no matter what, they would get him to share his secret with them.

For himself, Blake was surprised at the intense curiosity the girls had about him wearing a bra to school. They crowded around him demanding to see it, and with the encouragement of the Girls-Only club members, he finally raised his shirt enough for everyone to look at it. Hidden from view of the guys on the other side of the field, Blake revealed his delicate pink bra. Out in the open, with his pale skin and slender arms, and barely a trace of hair, he appeared fragile and girlish.

He suddenly couldn't help smiling at everyone, and many of the girls smiled back at him. It was clear by his posture, his shyness, the natural fit of the bra and most importantly his self-confidence, that he was very much more than a boy masquerading as a girl.

"Go show everyone your panties," Amy said, and without hesitation Blake undid the front of his jeans and pulled them down enough to show the top of his pink lacy panties.

A tall, stout girl named Joyce, who had been staring very hard at Blake the whole time said, "I don't see why you don't just be a girl. If you're so sure about it you ought to just be one."

Joyce had a 'reputation': It was known that she had allowed a number of the boys to have sex with her. They alternately teased her and begged her to give them something. She was not the smartest girl in school, and could often be coaxed into meeting them after school in the woods for a rendezvous. One rumor had it that she had allowed a dozen of the boys to screw her at once, though it was not clear that this was really so.

 

Karen leapt to Blake's defense saying, "Joyce, Pamela has to worry about her parents. Don't you see."

"Pamela?" Joyce said, "you mean Blake is calling himself Pamela?"

"Yes. To all of us she is our dear friend Pamela. And we hope that all of the girls will feel that way about her. Give her some time, and eventually she'll be a girl all the time. But don't rush her!"

Several of the girls voiced their support of Karen, and Valerie even made a point of giving Blake a hug to let him know that she understood his dilemma. Joyce remained skeptical, saying, "I really don't see why Pamela is afraid of her parents. If he or she is a girl, she is a girl, and tough shit for them."

"But don't you see Joyce," Blake said, "I'm afraid mainly of hurting them, not them hurting me. I don't want to hurt them."

Joyce seemed to be thinking about his answer and then said, "if you are a real girl then you have to have crushes on guys."

Several of the girls laughed at this, it seemed so incongruous: Blake being attracted to the boys. "But I do sort of have some crushes on the guys," Blake said.

"Then you're just a fag," Joyce said.

"No, I'm not," insisted Blake. "I just had the bad luck to be born looking like a boy!"

Karen interrupted and said, "Joyce, don't be mean to Pamela. She's a girl through and through, and we should treat her as we would any of us. I think eventually, she'll be able to wear dresses to school, but for now she has to dress like a boy so her parents and the guys and teachers won't suspect anything. I want all of us to keep this amongst ourselves, especially you Joyce! It is a girl thing and we have to stick up for each other!

Several of the girls cheered at this, but Joyce was undeterred, "But Blake doesn't have a pussy, does he? How can he be a girl without one? And what about his breasts? He may be wearing a bra, but real girls have breasts."

"You don't understand, Joyce!" Karen said with some exasperation. "Those are just external things, which one day Pamela will have corrected. The main thing is that she has exactly the same feelings and attitudes as any of us girls. For example, she was just as excited about getting to wear her first bra as any of us were! And you should just see how much Pam loves pretty things. She loves beautiful lace and she was just in ecstasy when she got her first pair of heels, and her dresses and things."

"I really do prefer wearing dresses, Joyce" Blake said, trying to get her to accept him.

"Pull your pants further down," Joyce said, and Blake lowered his trousers enough to reveal all of his panties.

"What's that bulge?" Joyce asked.

"That's Pamela's clitoris," Karen said.

"Yeah, right. Let her answer," Joyce said, "what is it Blake?"

"Its my clitoris!"

"Its your dick!"

"No, don't say that Joyce! I tell you its my clitoris. Its my clitoris. I don't have a dick! I'm just as much a girl as you. When I grow up I'm going to have large breasts. I know I am!" Blake was getting hysterical, and starting to cry.

Valerie said to Joyce, "look you made Blake, I mean Pamela, cry. Don't talk to her like that. Even if she might not yet technically be a girl, she clearly wants to be one and she believes that she is."

"Yeah, Joyce, don't hurt Pamela like that!"

Realizing that it would be hard to get Joyce to see what the true story is, Karen said, "yes, in a way Joyce, Pamela does have a vagina."

"And breasts, too," Amy said, "only they're just an A cup now, but they are growing!"

"OK, I want Blake to prove that he is turned on by guys," Joyce said.

"But I am turned on by guys!" Blake said, "I mean, some guys, anyway! How can I prove it to you?"

"I don't know Blake, but if you want me to treat you like a girl then I want to see you act and look like one around a boy. In fact, I'd like to see you seduce a boy, make him think that you're a real girl" Joyce said.

"What boy are you talking about"

"I know some guys. Let's say tonight we meet, with you in a dress and we'll see if you can seduce a guy. If you can, I'll believe your a girl. If you can't then I might just go ahead and let Clifford and Roy know about you."

Terrified of what Joyce had in mind, Blake pleaded with her, "Please can't you just believe me!"

"Blake, I'm giving you this one opportunity, what's it going to be?"

Several of the girls joined in telling Joyce to be nice and think of something else Blake could do to prove his femininity. But Joyce was very determined, and the girls gathered around her eventually realized that Joyce had her mind made up and there was no changing it.

"Meet me tonight at 2 in the morning in your back yard dressed fully as a girl. No wait, just in panties, pantyhose, bra, high heels and some lipstick. Got it?"

"Yes, Joyce, I'll be there" Blake said with resignation. He couldn't imagine what she would have in mind for him that evening.

 

Blake was so scared as to what would happen that night that he barely slept until his alarm woke him at 1:45 AM. He quickly and quietly put on his panties, pantyhose, a bra and inserted the breasts. He put on some lipstick and picked up his high heels and tiptoed downstairs and out the back door. There was a brisk wind blowing, and misty clouds passing over the partially full moon. The many trees in the backyard loomed over him. He felt alone and vulnerable dressed only in his underwear, with the wind whirling around him. He wished that they had allowed him to wear a dress at least. He imagined creatures of the night staring at him, as he waited by himself for Joyce to come.

The wind blew without letup, making the only sound. He sat down on the edge of a picnic table bench near the back of the yard. Beyond that was the forest which ran between his development and a farm on the other side. The time went very slowly and he began to think that maybe Joyce had only been tricking him, and that she wasn't actually going to come. It was nice wearing some of his girls clothes outside again, and he was especially happy to wear his high heels, though he began to feel a bit chilly and he wished that they would hurry up and come, so whatever was going to happen would happen and then the sooner he would be done with it.

He felt very worried about what sort of guy he would have to seduce. What if he were ugly or fat. What did Joyce mean by seduction? How far did he have to get the guy to go with him? Maybe this whole thing was one giant mistake and he ought to just let his parents and everyone else find out the secret. It seemed like it was almost inevitable that they would. But it was just so hard to get over the thought of his dad finding out about his wearing bras that he knew he had to at least try to delay that day as long as possible.

It must have been 2:30, and still they had not come. In his rush not to be late he had forgotten to pee and now his bladder ached terribly. He decided he had to do something before they came, so he pulled down his pantyhose and panties and squatted down like a girl to pee. He was near a tree so he could hold onto the trunk with one hand to maintain his balance. He started to pee almost instantly, and then became frantic with fear when he saw three girls walking to him from around the side of the house. The one in the middle was tall, and he recognized her as Joyce, while two shorter girls next to her he didn't recognize.

His pee froze in him just half way relieved and he hurriedly pulled up his panties and pantyhose as Joyce watched. "Look at the little dog, peeing in the yard," Joyce sneered at Blake, and her companions laughed. They were much younger than Joyce or Blake, and they had a toughness about them that said they were not from the normal kids at school. One of them was carrying what looked to Blake to be a whip, and the other a long rolled up cord.

"Angie, put the leash on him," Joyce said, and the girl carrying the cord stepped forward and roughly forced one end of it around Blake's neck and snapped a clip. It turned out it was a dog's leash. "Come on we're a little late," Joyce said and she started to walk back to the forest. Angie followed causing the collar to jerk Blake forward and he rushed to keep up with them. The other girl, Carrie, walked behind him. The collar was tight on his neck, and as he reached up to stop it from hurting him, Carrie, immediately hit his fingers with the whip.

"Don't touch it," she said in a rasping tone. "Do it again and I'll hit that pretty bottom of yours."

Blake called out to Joyce, "Joyce, where are we going? And why did you put me on a leash? And why is she whipping me?"

Joyce stopped and came back to face Blake. "I decided to test your male instincts. I want to see if you can fight back. From the look at what has happened so far though, you might be right about you being a girl!"

"But you didn't say anything about doing this to me!"

"What are you going to do about it?" Joyce said.

"Please take this collar off, its choking me. All you said I had to do was seduce a guy."

Joyce turned to Carrie and said, "she's being real uppity and its annoying me."

Carrie let out with a tremendous hit across Blake's pantied bottom causing him to cry out in pain and then start to cry uncontrollably. Angela then jerked his neck once again and they continued on their way. Joyce had picked up the pace as they walked on a trail in the forest to a destination Blake did not know. If he didn't keep up fast enough with Angie then the collar strangled his neck and Carrie hit him hard with the whip. The strokes were painful, like sharp bites.

After fifteen minutes of hiking, Blake heard voices ahead and they stopped. Joyce said to Blake: "OK. Here is the situation. Now you better perform like Pamela. I expect these guys to all fall for you and all of them to cum in thirty minutes tops."

"What do you mean cum?"

"Jesus, Pammy, don't you know anything? You've got to make the guys shoot their wad? Got it?"

"How many guys?" Blake asked in shock. He was expecting maybe one guy to seduce.

"You'll find out," Joyce said and pushed him on ahead. In a minute he entered into a clearing. Four boys were sitting there who got up when they entered.

"Where have you been? We thought you'd never get here."

"We got here, thats all that counts."

"Is that your girl friend?" one of them said pointing to Blake.

"Duh, who else do you think she is? Phil, Max, John, and Dave, meet Pamela. Like I said she's real hot."

The guys were physically enormous, and Blake felt like he was being mentally raped as they hungrily looked him over.

Joyce said, "Pamela, these guys are the front line of the Madison high school varsity football team." Madison high was the rival school of their own. Beside everything else happening that night, it was bizarre to think that Joyce would be friendly with football players from the enemy school.

Max said to Joyce, "hey she's really hot looking, Joyce, are you sure she's going to let us touch her?"

"Just ask her," Joyce said.

Blake sighed, and while giving Joyce a sidelong glance, walked up to Max and and said, "What's your name?"

Nervously, he said, "Max."

"Max, what a nice manly name to go with such a big strong guy!" Blake said this like he was pretending to be Marilyn Monroe. "I'm so flattered that you think I'm pretty, I can't imagine why you wouldn't think that I'd want to touch you! In fact, I can't wait to find out what's inside your pants. I'll bet you've got something in there that would make all us girls go wild!" Blake looked in Max's eyes and smiled at him.

Startled, Max said, "oh, oh, sure, Pamela."

Blake turned to the other boys and said, "why don't you all get closer?" They walked over and gathered in a circle around Blake. They towered over him, and with their muscular bulks Blake felt like he was in a cave of flesh.

"Now, I want to give all of you big boys a nice time. I'm going to start with my big handsome Max here. While I'm getting a chance to play with him I want all you other boys to be as affectionate to me as you can."

Turning to the boy next to Max, Blake said, "and who are you?"

"Phil." Like Max, John and Dave, Phil had the massive arms, shoulders and legs of a football linemen. Blake's arms seemed like thin white straws next to their bulging biceps and triceps.

"Phil, go ahead and give my breasts a little squeeze. I really want you to!" Phil reached out and cupped his hand over Blake's bra. "Wow, Pamela, I've never touched a girl's bra before!" His hand awkwardly grabbed the underlying breast and squeezed it. Turning to the next boy, John, Blake directed his hand to touch his bottom through his pantyhose. He then turned to Dave and reached up putting his arms around his neck and looked up at him with his lips puckered. Dave was the handsomest of the four boys. He had a rugged, swarthy look and sandy colored hair. He leaned over, put his arms around Blake and crushed him to his chest and then gave Blake a brief kiss. Unlike the other boys, he didn't seem to be afraid to be with a sexy girl.

"Wow, Dave" Blake said coyly and then turned back to Max and began opening his zipper while Dave put his hands around Blake's waist and started to edge his fingers down inside his panties. Blake, crushed between Max and Dave, felt Dave's probing fingers and realized he better stop him there. "Oh Dave, I'm sorry, I'm having my period!" Dave pulled his fingers out and then confined his caressing to the outside. All the guys seemed to be getting excited and Blake felt pleased with himself that they were getting aroused so fast.

With Max's zipper open, Blake reached a hand inside and felt the hard wall of Max's swelling penis through his underwear. "Oh my God, what have we here!" he exclaimed, "Jesus, its just such a huge cock. Oh Max, you're just so big." He snaked his hand through the opening and into the underpants, and with a little luck and help from Max, he was able to get the member out into the night air. "Just look at this big one. It would make any girl so happy! Will you like if I sucked it Max? Do you want me to suck on your big cock?" Blake batted his eyelids at Max, who shyly looked down and said, "yeah, Pamela, I guess I really want you to do that. I never had such a pretty girl want to touch me." Blake smiled a girlish smile at him and cupped his penis with his left hand and used his right hand to start undoing Phil's zipper. "I'll be right back to you Max, let me just do some exploring in Phils pants. I think there is a bulge of something in there! What could it be?" Phil kept his hand on Blake's bra and Blake felt his ass being squeezed hard and slightly pinched so it hurt.

"Dave, you're hurting my bottom, with those pinches!" Blake said.

Dave looked at him intently. "Sorry, honey."

"I'm going to get to you in just a second. Let me just get Phil and John started, and then I'll just love to see your penis also. I'll bet its a big one like Max's."

"You'll find out," Dave said, causing a chill to go up and down Blake's spine.

Turning quickly back to Max, Blake saw that his cock had grown very hard while his hand was gently stroking it. "Do you like that Max? You've gotten so hard, I think your ready for my mouth. Phil's zipper had opened now and reaching inside Blake had no trouble finding the large and swelling organ. He felt Phil put his hand on top of his and guide him around his underwear to lead his cock out. It sprang out and then Blake had one hand on Max's cock and one on Phil's. "Oh, Phil, you're a giant also. God the two of you together have just the biggest and handsomest pricks. I can't decide which one I love more!"

"Twenty five minutes," Joyce said, and Blake nearly cried with fear. He was barely anywhere after five minutes. He dropped to his knees in front of Max and started sucking on the penis while still holding onto Phil's. Momentarily taking Max's member out of his mouth he said to John, "Oh, John, please come around over here." He indicated a spot just to Max's right. When John obliged, Blake was then able to start opening his fly while also sucking on Max and fondling Phil.

John was so anxious to get touched that he took out his cock by himself. It was clearly much smaller than either Phil or Max's, but Blake exclaimed anyway, "Oh, John, what a pretty penis! Its just so perfect, isn't it?"

Max and Phil snickered at the obvious size difference and Blake remanded them saying, "you boys be kind to John! Size isn't everything! How pretty it looks is just as important to a girl! I think its gorgeous!" He sucked John's cock vigorously for a few seconds, until Max said, "c'mon back to me Pamela."

Blake began sucking on Max again while now he fondled John with his left hand and Phil with his right. John's pants fell down his leg, and out of the corner of his eye Blake could see how phenomenally well developed his calves and thighs were. He used his hand to feel the large tight muscles and gently squeezed the dangling balls and felt the surge in John's smallish erect member.

Dave was being left out and Blake was worried that he would be getting mad. He stopped everything he was doing and turned back to Dave. "I haven't forgotten about you, big boy!"

Joyce called out, "twenty minutes" and Blake attacked Dave's zipper with two hands. He got it open and was trying to reach in when Dave said, "you won't get it out that way."

Blake had no idea what Dave was talking about. Dave reached down and pushed Blake away and then undid his belt and top button. "Pull down my pants and you'll find out."

Somewhat afraid as to what he might find, Blake began pulling on Dave's pants. They fit tightly on his thick muscular legs and he had to struggle to get them to slide down. He was completely unprepared for what he saw when they finally gave way. Standing in just his white underwear, it was clear that something of truly legendary size lay within them. An immense bulge was visible and Blake felt an explosion of fear and excitement. "Holy cow, Dave" he said in a small quiet voice and gulped. Dave pulled open the elastic of his underpants and pulled them down over his huge muscled thighs. Staring Blake in the face now was a colossal penis, fully twice as big as Phil or Max's. "Oh, my god Dave, it can't be real, can it?" he said imploringly. He couldn't imagine how he would ever get such a huge penis to cum in the few minutes remaining. He didn't see how he could ever get such a penis to cum even if he had all day!

He reached forward and touched it and it slowly sprang up into an incomprehensibly large erection. It reached out and out and up and up as he stroked its underside. The glans was a large glowing red orb in the moonlight. Blake licked it and felt the reflex in Dave. Max and Phil were getting frustrated and Blake could feel them moving in closer to rub their penises on his back. Max said, "hey c'mon Pamela, you're teasing me. Get your face back here."

"I'm sorry Max," Blake said, and reached back with his hand to hold Max's cock.

"Suck me off, then you can go back to that big freak," obviously Max wasn't a fan of Dave's huge organ.

"Do you mind, Dave, if I take care of the others first. I promise I'll make the wait worthwhile."

"Just hurry up," he said.

Blake now devoted his full attention to Max. He sucked vigorously on the organ and used his hands to caress his balls and thighs. While he was doing this, Phil and John pressed in close from either side so their cocks were just inches from his face, waiting their turn. Dave moved up from behind and plopped his huge penis over Blake's shoulder. It felt like a hot iron weight pressing down on him. As excited as Blake felt while Max got closer and closer to cuming, the thought of what lay ahead of him, that he would have to deal with Dave's massive prick, i.e. find some way to coax it to cuming, gave him a strange excited feeling like none he had ever experienced before. In his heart of hearts he was happy that he would have this to look forward to in a few minutes. It was a test of his womanhood and his female cunning and he so much wanted to treat Dave's cock with the respect it deserved.

Because Max was young and inexperienced, Blake was able to bring him to a climax by the time Joyce called out, "fifteen minutes." It was just a matter of sucking it hard and using his tongue to lick around the lower part of the glans. Max ejaculated a torrent of hot semen into Blake's mouth which he immediately swallowed like he had done with Mr. Morris. Max's many cries and groans as he came echoed through the forest, gave Blake a wonderful feeling of power and importance. It was nice being a girl, just to have the excitement of watching men hunger for him and be able to gratify their needs. Someday, I'll have even bigger breasts, maybe even real ones and when I wear a bra they'll be so big and prominent, men will be driven crazy by them. It was the most incredible feeling of pride to be feeling a man cum so explosively because of his carefully placed touches.

While Max staggered away to lie down and rest, Blake grabbed onto John and Phil's penises and pulled them gently close to him. He began earnestly sucking on Phil's cock while holding onto John's. He slid his mouth out and back over the long shaft being careful to give extra attention to the glans and the soft skin just below it on the bottom. Phil said, "Jesus Pamela, you're good!" and than began to moan softly.

Joyce called out, "ten minutes, Pamela," and Blake freaked out thinking that all this work would be in vain if he couldn't satisfy her conditions. He started sucking frantically and worked his hand hard over Phil's thighs and rear end. Phil seemed to be enjoying it so much he was trying to extend the time. Finally, in desperation, Blake told Phil to sit down and Blake got down on all fours in front of him. He pulled his pantyhose and panties down off his bottom and turned to John and said, "honey could you fuck my rear please? I'm having my period now, but my rear is just as nice. Will you?" His voice was almost begging. Since John's cock was so small, it seemed like a reasonable thing to have him enter this way.

John was surprised by the request, but didn't object. He got down behind Blake, and coaxed his erect penis into Blake's bottom. Meanwhile Blake resumed sucking on Phil's cock. The three of them struck up a rhythm with John thrusting hard into Blake causing Blake to deeply swallow Phil's engorged member. Again and again they performed this intimate connection until Phil could no longer resist the temptation to cum, and cum he did in massive spurts deep up Blake's throat. John for his part could not contain himself either and the pent up excitement caused him to cum hard up Blake's rear in a quick set of jerking motions. Wasting no time, Blake disengaged himself from the two exhausted men and turned to face the greatest challenge of all.

Dave had been watching the entire scene along with Joyce, Max, and the two younger girls. It was evident that it had aroused him, and Blake could see that the girls were also excited as each of them had a hand down their panties and were vigorously stroking or fingering themselves. Perhaps, this should have given Blake an inkling as to what was going to come later, but he was anxious to get down to work with Dave. Joyce hadn't yet said 5 minutes so it seemed like he had a real chance at making it in time. He was tired and his mouth was a bit sore. His rear end was wet inside his panties and he could still taste Phil's cum in his mouth. As sexy as he could be, he went up to Dave and said, "now I'm going to make you feel better than you've ever felt before. I've saved the best for last."

Dave took off shirt so he was standing there naked. It was an awesome sight to behold, the almost poetic collection of well chiseled muscles on his massive frame and a phenomenal penis arching out in mythic proportions from his loins. Blake felt like a small pale bird approaching a Greek temple. He kneeled in front of the God-like phallus as if to worship it. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and tried to get the end of the penis inside. To his relief it just fit and he was able to make a respectable contact with it. As his tongue darted up to tickle it, it solidified and nearly raised Blake off the ground. The feeling of submission to this cock was so intense, that Blake almost fainted from excitement. Using both hands, he encircled the mighty shaft so his thumbs were touching on its top and his other fingers on the bottom side, and began to stroke it. The long organ vibrated in response to his fondling and got even longer if that were possible. The top of the penis took over all of Blake's feelings as he rode it up and back an inch or two in his mouth. His jaw muscles had become numb and his brain was in a stupor. As the precum leaked steadily into his throat it acted like an opiate and he lost all track of time and forgot about Joyce and the other men and everything. His world floated around the end of Dave's penis. At one point he moved a hand to explore the huge balls accompanying the phallus and they were bouncing around like softballs to Dave's steady movements. Dimly he was aware that the pace was quickening and then he felt the first spurt of cum. Luckily he had the sense to pull the penis out of his mouth for he would have surely drowned in the ensuing flood. Dave grabbed his cock and guided the Amazon river of cum at Blake. It landed all over his head and ran down his shoulders and onto his bra and then into his pantyhose. When Dave was finally done, Blake fell over onto the grass in relief. Like a woman who has come a dozen times, he felt spent. Though soaking wet and aching he felt wondrously feminine and he dreamed of the day when he would be able to be a girl all the time.

Dave got up and got dressed silently. He turned to Joyce and said, "when am I gonna see her again?"

"Hey don't you want to see me?" Joyce said, "I've done you better than Pamela."

"But she's a lot prettier and I like a pretty girl touching my cock." Dave laughed and then said, "you have her back here next week. She's going to turn out real good after I'm done training her."

With that, Dave and the other guys left the clearing into the forest.

No sooner were they gone than Joyce said, "prettier than me! A fucking sissy boy is prettier than I am!"

"Joyce, I'm sorry he said that. I think you are very pretty." Blake was terrified by the tone of Joyce's voice.

She was silent and Blake said timidly, "I did pass your test didn't I?"

"No," she said sharply. "It took 35 minutes. You spent over ten minutes on Dave."

"After all that, and you're still going to tell my parents!" Blake was hysterical. He was so tired and dirty and on top of that it was all in vain.

"I don't know when I'll tell them, but until I do, me and the girls are going to make you into our personal dildo. Got it?"

"What do you mean?"

Joyce signaled Angie to fasten the collar back around Blake's neck. "Now your gonna make us feel good. Carrie whipped Blake on his rear end and Angie pulled him toward a spot in front of Joyce. She spread her legs apart and said, "go eat me out." Blake couldn't believe that this night was still not over, and he hesitated causing Carrie to whip him again. He then found the energy to put his face up against Joyce's vagina and start licking it. He had never done this before and he tried to rely on instinct to guide him towards the clitoris. He didn't have to worry, however, since Joyce grabbed his head and forced his mouth to find the desired target.

Joyce was very wet from her excitement at seeing Blake service the four guys, and Blake noted the slightly sweet taste of her vaginal juices, as his tongue caressed her opening. He licked around the vagina and then delicately over the small bump of her clitoris. Periodically, he slipped his tongue in and out of her vagina causing her to moan, "very good, Pamela, keep it up." As Joyce got increasingly excited she wrapped her large legs around his head and began squeezing tightly, forcing her vagina into his face. He could feel the hardness of her muscles pulling against his cheek bones. It was becoming painful and he even worried that she might break a bone in his face, as she flexed her thighs harder and harder. His tongue and jaw were aching with the exertion and he didn't know how much longer he could last. Luckily, as he tired, Joyce began moving her hips back and forth vigorously, using his face to masturbate against. Over and over across his mouth and nose and chin she rubbed her swollen pussy, at an ever accelerating pace until finally she came with a piercing shriek of ecstasy.

 

No sooner had Joyce climaxed, then Angie and Carrie started shouting, "she's ours now, she's our now!" They yanked on his leash causing him to be pulled back roughly away from Joyce's legs. Angie whipped him several times getting him to lie down on the ground on his back. The two younger girls took off their jeans and panties and pulled off their blouses so they were just wearing their bras.

"I'm going to get her first!" Angie cried and she squatted down over Blake's head so her little bare pussy was against his mouth. She had barely any pubic hair and her mons just pushed out slightly from between her legs. She was facing Carrie who stood with one foot between Blake's legs very close to his crotch. Angie rubbed her vagina against Blake's mouth, who was so weary that he didn't try and lick her. Angrily, Angie said, "Carrie, she's not doing anything!" Immediately, Carrie used her foot to kick Blake in the balls, causing him to scream in pain and start to cry. When he tried to protect his crotch with his hands, Carrie whipped his arms so he put them back. He then began licking on Angie's small opening as hard as he could while he wept.

After a few minutes Angie started getting excited, but then she suddenly stood up and said, "oh darn, I've got to pee."

"So do I," Carrie said, and laughing, the two girls squatted down over Blake's legs and within a second they were both peeing on him. He could feel the hot liquid drenching his pantyhose and then saw Carrie get up to position herself over his stomach and then resume peeing. It flowed down his side onto the ground as did his tears of exhaustion. When she was done, Angie resumed sitting over Blake's face and he began licking her again. A slight odor of pee was now evident around her cunt and he could not stop himself from crying even harder. But even though he sniffled he continued to work Angie's clitoris and vagina so he wouldn't get hurt again. It didn't take her long to cum and then Carrie took her place. Her pussy was slightly more developed than Angie's but still only had a slight covering of blonde pubic hair. Luckily for Blake, she came almost immediately.

While the two girls quickly got dressed, Blake lay on the ground afraid to move while he sobbed gently. Carrie came over to him and Blake flinched thinking she was going to hit him again, but instead she just reached to take the collar off him. Joyce then said, "you can go home, now Pamela. You passed the test. I won't tell your mom or dad. But I may want you to meet us again some nights. I'll let you know at school." With that, she and the girls left down the path out of the clearing. Too surprised and confused to fully appreciate what she had said, Blake got up and walked slowly behind them back toward his house. He could feel the pee in his wet pantyhose, and the wetness in his own panties, and the stickiness from the four boys and the girls on his face and body. He would have to wash off with the garden hose before going inside he told himself as he continued to walk through the forest.

 

 

 

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