Mare's Tales               by: Beverly Taff

 

Chapter 7

 

The weeks of Veronica’s absence passed painfully slowly. The only compensation was that Jennifer and became more attached and supportive as we escorted each other protectively around the school.

I, of course, often arrived last for lessons because I could not rush anywhere without arriving breathless and flushed from the erotic stimulation of my love lips. This gave the all-knowing mistresses ample opportunity to punish me if they saw fit. Some of the more sadistic mistresses would sometimes delight in awarding me some malicious little penalty to the general amusement of the rest of the class. There was little I could do about it and Jenny consoled me by claiming that they were only jealous of my hermaphrodism.

Other mistresses, particularly the science mistresses, were far more understanding and solicitous of my vulnerable condition. Consequently I became very fond of them and grew to enjoy their lessons. With Jennifer's friendship, we both benefited and our scientific interests and studies improved. We consequently gained early access to the upper school libraries. There we gained a deeper insight into the various aspects of our sexuality. This in turn led to a more intuitive appreciation of Miss Lane’s academy.

As the weeks of Veronica’s absence dragged by, the extreme sensitivity of my vulva and labia gradually faded and I could almost walk normally. Games, or indeed, any other activity requiring me to move more quickly, would still reduce me to a flushed and aroused condition. This condition had become common knowledge and many of the older stronger students would start to chase me just to savour the results and enjoy the spectacle of my orgasming in the corridor or on the lawns.

It was at these times that Jennifer proved herself a stalwart and loyal friend by driving off my tormentors.

Another torment was my having a smaller bladder as a consequence of Dr James’s surgery. Miss Lane had ordained that -as part of my training-, and as protection from possible rape, I was not to be allowed a snap crotch or hook and eyes to the gusset of my corsets. Subsequently my frequent toilet visits became nightmarish. I required a constant companion simply to unlace my corsets and virtually strip down naked just to pass water. Here again Jennifer proved to be a jewel by tendering to my urgent and sudden unexpected needs.

This partnership was not all one-way however. Jenny's benefits were equally real to her. I was the only pupil in the school that she could consider as a girlfriend because I had a womb and all the sexual parts of a girl. Simultaneously she could use my male parts for her own basic sexual gratification without considering me as a man.

I was able to understand her complex needs without feeling hurt or abused. She thought of me as a girl whilst using me like a boy. These little pleasures were often partaken of secretly we thought, whenever Jenny ‘assisted’ me in my bodily needs. We later discovered that the mistresses were aware of this but turned a blind eye to it. It was a long time before I was to discover how they knew.

After nearly three months Veronica returned. Her surgery and total recovery had taken a little longer than anticipated because it was a new and experimental operation. I was beside myself with excitement when she finally returned. Even Jennifer had caught some of my infectious excitement and we both stood eagerly awaiting my friend’s arrival down the school drive. The limousine swept through the gates along the school drive under the shade of the sycamore trees. It finally crunched on the gravel in the forecourt and stopped opposite the main steps where we stood.

Dr James stepped from the front seat and the female chauffeur opened the passenger door to reveal Veronica and two other new pupils secretly ensconced inside the darkened interior. Dr James offered her hand to Veronica and my friend carefully stepped out. She was completely harnessed and very unsteady on her feet as she wobbled nervously in front of us. Jenny and I were aghast at her sickly condition as she stepped into view. Her once pretty face was drawn and pale with huge shadows under her eyes.

She looked so desperately ill that Jenny and I rushed forward to catch her as she almost collapsed in front of us onto the gravel. Jenny, being fitter and more athletic than me, reached her first and supported her until I could reach her. I of course had moved suddenly and the sudden brush of my still sensitive cunny lips had given me a little thrill as I crossed the gravel to reach Veronica. My hips twitched uncontrollably as a delicious spasm pierced my genitals. Once I had reached her and helped to support her, the two of us helped her to our dormitory. There I frantically demanded to know what was wrong.

"Veronica my love! What's the matter with you? What have they done?"

"Oh Beverly, Beverly," she sobbed, "I don’t know what they've done to me. I keep getting these desperate urges down here but I can't do anything about them. I can’t feel or see my clitty at all."

Suddenly, Dr James appeared at the door.

"Well, well, well! Three little maids at school are we."

She gave a knowing smile as she motioned us all to sit on Veronica’s bed. Then she stood at the end of it and started to explain.

"At present it's unimportant for Veronica to know what is different about her but it's important for you two to know so that you can protect her and cater to her needs in the future."

 

She made Jenny and me undress Veronica then she gently spread Veronica’s thighs apart and made us look. Despite our closest inspection and fingering, neither of us could find Veronicas clitty. We looked up questioningly to see a smile spreading across Dr James's lips as she unharnessed Veronica’s hands. She motioned Jenny and I out of the room and followed us. As I turned and glanced at Veronica I caught her sitting up and frantically investigating her pussy as she tried to find her own clitty. She wore an expression of panic and desperation as her fingers probed and poked desperately into the soft little depression where her love bud had once been. I turned beseechingly to Dr James but she just smiled and shook her head as she directed us to Miss Lanes office. Nervously we followed her into the headmistresses study and stood with heads bowed wondering what was afoot.

Miss Lane was seated behind her desk as Dr James settled her bum upon it. It was a casual action that made we wonder who was really in charge at the academy. The doctor then poured herself and Miss Lane a cup of coffee before turning to confront us again. She glanced at Miss Lane who nodded as though giving her permission to speak. Between sips of coffee she addressed us.

"Firstly, I'll put your minds at rest. I have not removed Veronicas clitoris despite what you appeared to notice just now."

Jenny and I were puzzled. There had been no sign of it when we had looked and Veronica’s actions as we had left showed quite clearly that she couldn't find it either. Dr James continued.

"I have simply relocated it. The reason Veronica can't find it is because it is now located about eight inches up her newly deepened vagina. It now lies deep within the scabbard of her vagina and she is unable to reach it with her fingers. She cannot bend her wrist enough to get her whole hand up her own vagina to reach it because I have slightly modified the joints of her wrists to reduce their flexibility. She simply cannot reach her own clitty. However, I have not damaged any nerves in her clitty and it still calls to be 'serviced' regularly. Since her operation she has not achieved one orgasm despite the desperate urgings of her libido and she is at present one very desperate and frustrated young lady."

As Dr James explained all this I was beginning to understand the significance of her words before Veronica's operation. Then I was ahead of Doctor James. Veronica would no longer be able to masturbate herself without a dildo at least eight to ten inches long. The only other alternative was sexual penetration by a penis at least ten inches long. I squirmed self-consciously as my own 'ten-incher’ reacted to my lascivious thoughts. A distinct and 'unladylike' bulge developed in my corsets and began to show indiscreetly through my frilly dress. I automatically fidgeted as the constriction began to tighten and Dr James smirked knowingly as she detected my condition. Now she was ahead of me.

"Yes Beverly. This is the little present I promised you. Veronica will henceforth be beholden to your gentleman friend for all her sexual satisfaction. Of all the pupils in the school, only you have a sufficiently sized penis to penetrate and reach right up to her newly located clitoris. What's more, because she hasn't orgasmed for some three months now, she is extremely horny and frustrated. This is the reason for the distressed condition that you found her in when she arrived. You know that Veronica is a very active girl with a very powerful libido so you understand what this will mean. I suggest therefore that we go now and immediately help solve her problems. It won't matter how she is stimulated, she is so horny that she'll simply explode at the slightest touch. The important thing is for you to create the correct pattern now. This will then be fixed in her psyche so in future satisfaction will be triggered off by you and little else. If she becomes addicted to dildos at this stage then she will be affected for life and useless to you. Is that understood?"

I nodded my understanding and turned to Jenny. She was gently squeezing her thighs together and she glanced at me excitedly as we left the study. My corset crotch was soaking with anticipation whilst my 'gentleman friend' was tight and uncomfortable as I minced along trying to keep up with the purposeful strides of Miss Lane, Dr James and Jennifer.

Miss Williams had transferred Veronica to a special room. Jenny and I realised that I was going to be 'introduced' to Veronica like some sort of stud bull or stallion. Veronica was bent over a special padded leather trestle with her rear end 'presented' to anybody entering via the main door.

At the sound of the catch she had peered over her shoulder fully expecting a caning or something. I managed to catch her eye and 'indicate' what was about to happen. A sigh of relief escaped her as she heard Miss Lane instruct Jenny to unlace my corset. Veronica’s soft rounded buttocks twitched with anticipation and I noticed lots of love-dew glistening around her hairless vulva as it peeped back shyly at me from between her squirming thighs. Her hands had been secured in front of her and her tummy was strapped flat along the trestle. This 'presented' her posterior perfectly to my greedy view.

My poor penis burst forth eagerly as Jenny released the last knots of my corset stays. Dr James began to gently tweak Veronica’s nipples and her bum began to sway and weave as she strove to release the desperate pressures building up inside her.

Miss Lane and Miss Williams then began to gently massage my nipples and sent paroxysms of pleasure right down my 'milk lines' to my groin. My cock began to twitch and my pussy began to drip as I was brought forward like a stallion to the mare. I went to clasp Veronica’s delicious bottom but the two mistresses wagged their heads and stopped me just short of the target. Miss Lane produced a harness and my hands were secured to my waist whilst a wide disc was clipped like handcuffs over my penis and tightened slightly to prevent it moving.

A nervous thrill spread through my loins as I felt the disc bight slightly into my cock and become firmly lodged about three inches from the tip.

Jennifer was then directed to slowly introduce my weapon to Veronica’s dripping target. I felt Jenny's familiar three fingered grip as her forefinger and thumb gently tickled my fraenum. My swollen purple knob-end was carefully rubbed against Veronica's sopping pussy lips and she squeaked and mewled with frustration as she whimpered for relief.

"Please, please, plee-eease! Do something. Please help! Oh Please, please! I can't go on like this," she sobbed, "I'm desperate."

Her bottom waggled and bounced as she frantically tried to impale herself on me. Her head wagged from side to side as her gasps and moans escaped her slack jawed gaping mouth. Dr James gently grasped Veronica's jaw to steady her head as she whispered in her ear.

"Patience my little love pet. All will be solved for you very shortly. Just be patient and enjoy this."

She motioned to the mistresses and Jenny to allow me access and Jennifer slowly introduced my swollen purple end into Veronicas love tube. Veronica gasped loudly and tried to lurch backwards. Her straps held firm and she achieved nothing by way of penetration.

"Ooooh! That's nice. What's happening? More! Mooo-oore!"

I naturally tried to thrust gently but Jennifer simply kept her soft girlish hands behind the disc around my penis and prevented any further entry. Veronica swayed and thrashed as she stamped her feet and tried desperately to push against my rod. No amount of thrusting by either of us could impale her any further. Veronica’s bindings were too secure and Jennifer's gentle grip on my penis behind the disc simply precluded any more penis getting past Veronicas love lips. Veronica wailed and cried as her hips twisted and writhed against my engorged organ.

"Oh! Please, more! Plee-ase, pleee-eease, more! More!!

Dr James glanced at Miss Lane who motioned to Jenny to release her grip. Jennifer timed her move just perfectly and moved her hand another three inches down my cock just as I was thrusting forward. The disc 'scraped' backwards along my penis as I plunged the same distance deeper into Veronica’s pussy. The sensation of the disc moving down my cock felt just like a tight virginal pussy and I grunted with pleasure as more cock felt the warm wet grip of Veronica’s urgent maw. Veronica was simultaneously thrusting backwards as this happened and she hooted with excitement as she felt more cock deep inside her.

"Whoo- whoo, Oh, Oooh! Yesss. Ahhh! That's better, more, please! MORE!"

She stretched along the trestle and her bum pumped away frantically as her little wrists beat out a rapid tattoo on the stiff leather hide. Her lips were now puckered in a continuous 'O' as long moans of pleasure erupted from her core. These were interspersed with loud squeaks as I felt my sensitive knob occasionally graze her tender little clitty.

Veronica suddenly realised that the amazing sensations she was experiencing deep in her core was the occasional kiss of my 'bell-end’ on her swollen bud. She suddenly twisted her neck around and grunted out encouragement as her frame started to respond to this tantalising contact.

"More please more. Deeper, yes like that, there, now! Deeper! Yes there. That's it oh yes! Oh Beverly my love, my darling! Don't stop. Do that forever, it's wonderful, don’t stop."

She closed her eyes and continued thrusting backwards in rhythm with my pumping. The mistresses smiled slyly as Dr James carefully grasped Jenny's other hand and gently led her fingers into my soaking pussy thus completing my own sexual awareness and fulfilment. I began to feel my own orgasm start to boil up inside me and I started to bang and thrust even harder. Veronica sensed this and it started the final paroxysm of pleasure in her.

Dr James signalled to Jenny and she suddenly released her hand from the last couple of inches of my penis and unclipped the stopper disc.

I was too far-gone to notice this but the reaction in Veronica was astounding. My bell end now fetched up firmly against Veronica’s embedded clitoris and agitated it beyond what normal flesh and blood could stand. She let out a squeal of ecstasy as her buttocks and vulva lips mashed themselves hard against my pubic bone. Dr James realised that our climax was about to come and she deftly slipped behind me with a huge dildo and a little bowl. She inserted the vibrator into my dribbling pussy and switched it to maximum.

The throbbing machine translated its devilish sensations along my rigid penis and against Veronica’s clitty. Veronica let out a loud yelp of pleasure as her body exploded into a cataclysmic orgasm and she collapsed exhausted onto the trestle. I climaxed in an explosive burst as my cock throbbed and trembled against Veronicas satiated clitty and I felt a hot jet of semen erupt against my screaming pussy lips as my shattering orgasm erupted through my whole being. Huge pulses of pleasure ripped along my penis as heart stopping palpitations of pleasure seared from my vagina to my nipples and throat. My pulse was pounding in my brain as I finally collapsed onto Veronica’s exhausted prone body.

The mistresses gently supported me whilst Dr James carefully collected what semen she could from the violent spraying and splashing of semen around my sensitive pussy lips. I twitched with delight as she gently scraped away against my labia and Veronica moaned softly as the dying echoes of her second orgasm reverberated through the depths of her core. She gave a guttural moan and grunt as the last pulse surged along her exhausted frame then she collapsed into silence and lay prostrate along the trestle.

My cock was still firmly lodged within her but I was too tired to remove it. I felt anyhow, that she would have resented its withdrawal. We lay like that for several minutes as the Mistresses and Dr James busied them around us establishing that all our responses had been satisfactory and they had a sufficient sample of my semen. Jennifer was put to supporting my bum and making sure that my penis didn't slide out of Veronica’s satisfied cunt.

I crooned softly as Jenny's hands kept busying themselves around my crotch and cock. They then gently separated us and removed us to an antechamber. There they left us, locked in a lover’s embrace, to recover. Miss Lane motioned to Jenny and she crept into the bed with us to share and enjoy our cuddle.

Thus it was that our friendship was cemented by our mutual needs, dependencies and affections. It was to last us through all our final years at Miss Lanes academy and through many long years of adulthood.

The pre-dawn darkness found us still asleep in the large antechamber. We were cuddled up like three 'spoons in a draw’ with me in the middle of the sandwich. Veronica was the first to awake because my early morning erection was gently prodding her soft round buttocks. With a soft murmur of contentment, she arched her back and squeezed her pussy lips against my gentleman caller. Her actions awoke me and I gently started to pump and thrust him against her dewy love lips. Jenny then awoke as my activity caused my rounded bottom to rub and brush against her soft tummy.

Her hand automatically slid over my hips and explored its way to my erection. Grasping it gently with three fingers, she used the other two to feel around Veronicas dew pot and gently brush my circumcised velvety knob against Veronica’s labia. Veronica moaned and sighed softly as she wriggled her buttocks demandingly. She squeezed and twitched her pussy as though she was trying to suck my member up into her love tube. Jenny repeated the trick she had been taught by the mistresses the day before. With her fingers wrapped around our mutual friend, she only allowed a couple of inches of him to enter Veronica’s urgent core.

Veronica, who now knew exactly where her clitty lay, pushed down harder to try and swallow up the whole essential length.

It became a little battle within our newly developed troilistic relationship to see who would control our activities. This was to be the first little clash of wills between Jenny and Vee as to who would have control of and first call of my services. As Veronica pushed down harder to grip my cock, Jenny, equally determinedly, held on to that precious two inches, I became more and more frustrated with need. I pleaded with Jenny.

"Please let a little more in Jen." I panted.

"Not yet Bev. You've got to save yourself for me as well."

"O.K.! O.K.!" I agreed. "I'll try and hold myself off from coming."

"You bet you will," Replied Jenny, as she allowed another couple of inches to slip tantalisingly up Veronica’s desperate pussy and then gently dug her nails into my shaft.

I twitched with surprise and Veronica responded with another gasp as she pushed and sucked all the harder. My breasts were now crushed against Veronicas back and my erect nipples tickled her shoulder blades. She giggled and twitched so I reached around under her arm and gently caressed her breasts. This served to settle her a little and she calmed down like a gentled filly.

Veronica’s actions became more regular and her breathing became deeper as the added stimulus served to help her approach the crucial orgasm so essential to her well-being.

Jenny now sensed Veronica’s condition so she gently allowed the remainder of my shaft to slide through her grip and fill Veronicas demanding, sucking pussy. Veronica started to moan and whimper with delight as my circumcised knob firmly nudged against her deeply embedded clitty -the central elemental core of her being. I could feel the stiff little bud standing against my bell end as I became embedded against the very neck of her cervix. Veronicas climax was now assured.

Jennifer now turned her attentions to my vulva and labia. She gently pinched my supersensitive love lips with her fingernails. The short stab of pain rapidly killed my approaching orgasm; or at least, the 'female' part of it. My male part however, was now responding to Veronicas advancing situation. She writhed and trembled as she endeavoured to simulate her newly learned masturbatory techniques to her clitty.

Her previous habit of rapidly flicking her fingers along her erect clitty had caused her to become accustomed, almost addicted, to this speed of stimulation. She was now trying to wriggle her whole pelvis at a similar speed to create the correct sensation so necessitated by previous habits. It was of course impossible to vibrate at that speed and poor Veronica was becoming angry with herself. Her urgency translated itself to me and I realised what she wanted. I found if I tensed my loins a little, I started to tremble and this translated itself along my rigid shaft to Vee's clitty. Veronica squealed out a loud 'Yesss!' As this action finally brought her to climax. She started to buck and lurch like a wild bronco as her needs crashed through the frustration barrier and drove her to a wanton crescendo of ecstasy. Her gyrations and thrashings almost flung Jenny and I from the bed as she emitted a loud wail of pleasure and relief before finally collapsing sobbing in our arms. Jenny and I just hung in there for several minutes while Veronica's chest heaved and fell as the dying echoes of her orgasm wracked her body to exhaustion.

As she slowly recovered from what the French call 'the little death’, Jenny and I just lay quietly waiting to start our pleasures. Patience was the name of the game.

Jenny then gently insinuated her knee between Vee and me and slowly forced us apart. Vee gave a little moan of displeasure as my still rigid organ slowly pulled out of her pussy. Then I was rolled onto my back while Jenny mounted me.

Veronica realised what was happening and promptly rolled over to cuddle against me. By way of revenge, she now thrust her soft pink little hand under Jennifer's crotch and grasped my turgid love shaft. This way, she prevented Jenny from sinking all the way down my shaft and grinding her clitty against my pubic bone.

Jenny had previously used my pubis as her main means of stimulation. She had privately confided to me in our more intimate moments that it was almost as if she was punishing her clitty for not being a penis whilst paradoxically giving her a much better orgasm She let out a sharp squeak of displeasure at finding her main route to pleasure thus blocked.

It soon turned to a grateful moan however, as Veronicas delicate little knuckles started to grind against Jenny’s hardened bud.

Jenny became a confused as she realised that she was being given an orgasm by Veronica not me. She rocked back and forth on my penis as Veronica’s knuckles gently rolled and ground against her clitty. Veronica’s actions also served to exaggerate the sensations in my root and I started to pump harder as my orgasm boiled away in my loins. Veronica let her hand slip down my shaft a little just as Jenny had done and Jenny let out a gasp of pleasure as another three inches plunged into her. She sat upright and bounced on top of me whilst simultaneously grasping Vee's shoulders and squeezing us into a bundle of ecstasy. Vee squirmed her free hand under my bum and gently explored my female parts as Jenny and I slowly ascended into the realms of delight. In a frenzy of troilistic delight Jenny and I finally exploded into another plane of nirvana. Vee slyly slipped her hand off my root and let it plunge to its very foundations deep into Jenny's tight athletic sheath. Jenny let out a howl of delight as her clitty crunched against my pubis and she was able to reach fulfilment by grinding her fundament against me. As her climax crashed through her lithe athletic frame she collapsed against me. Our nipples pressed together and she pulled Vee tight into our embrace as we gasped and moaned with satiated delight.

We slept the night through like that.

Early in the morning, the chill of dawn began to affect us as we lay in a tightly huddled mass recovering our senses. Vee climbed out and collected the blankets to place over us. I studied her beautifully rounded bum as it wobbled enticingly when she tucked the blankets in. This caused my organ to stir again and Jenny felt it twitch inside her. She smiled and kissed me as her own responses reacted. Vee spotted the movement under the blankets and immediately jumped back into the bed. There was no way she was going to miss any fun. She reached down into our crotches and collected a mixture of our love juices, which she smeared over my nipples. Both girls then took my nipples and started sucking gently as they smiled deep into each other’s eyes and savoured the residues of our lovemaking on my nipples. My body inevitably started to respond to this three-way stimulation.

I started to heave and lunge as a second orgasm exploded through my loins. Jennifer responded in kind and she squealed with pleasure at her second orgasm. She then rolled slowly off my prostrate form and lay on one side of me as Vee lay on the other. I looked for the entire world like a suckling mother with two huge contented babies attached to my breasts. With contented smiles we all fell back to sleep; I on my back with an arm around each of my lovers and they with their heads cradled on my chest and my nipples drawn deep into their greedy mouths.

 

 

 

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