A Boy and His dungeon X
Introduction:
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In the predawn darkness, Jennifer was scrambling around trying to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything. I helped to the extent of pointing out anything of hers that caught my eye. We were soon on the road, Jennifer cuddled up to me and promptly fell asleep. I absently cupped one breast and was rewarded with a happy sigh. As the sun came up, I had to concentrate more on the road and the rapidly growing traffic. It was becoming obvious that we would be almost two hours earlier than we needed to be and I was hungry. I pulled off the road at a small roadside coffee shop. The change in the motion of the car woke Jennifer. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, and looked around.
“Where are we?” she asked.
“About a half hour out,” I answered, “how about some breakfast?”
“I guess,” she said, glancing at the dash clock, “we have some time.”
We had sausage and eggs with American style potato shreds, and coffee. She talked animatedly about transferring to my school and how she would convince her mother. I kept an eye on the time as we relaxed over coffee. Before too long we were back on the road. She had me stop on a side street a couple of blocks before the school gates. She got between me and the wheel, kissing me in a fashion I’m sure the headmistress would find inappropriate while I fondled her breasts. After a long moment, she broke away and straightened her clothes. She pulled me into a gentle hug.
“I’m going to miss you even more, now,” she whispered, I’m beginning to hate this place.”
“I’ll miss you to,” I whisper back, “it will be lonely without you.”
“Not too lonely,” she giggled, “I’m sure Jill will be willing to help out with your loneliness.”
“But I . . .”
“Shhh,” she cut me off, “Jill and have had some long talks, we’re willing to share you, we both love you and you love us both.”
“Okay, I guess I can live with that,” I said, “but you are still first for me.”
She had me drop her off and told me not to come in at the school office. With a quick kiss, she jumped out, grabbed her bag and ran up the steps. I waited until the door closed behind her and drove away. The drive back was lonely, snapshots of Jill, mostly nude, with me and with the others, played through my mind as I made my way down a road that seemed twice as long in this direction.
I pulled into the drive and parked the Land Rover in the garage. I walked heavily into the empty house, and collapsed onto the bed.
When I woke, Jill was laying beside me, watching me. I gave her a sad smile and hugged her gently. The weekend had been a wild roller coaster ride, but now I needed some calm. After a while, she pulled back from me a little, laid a hand on my cheek and told me things would get better. She kissed me softly, and left me to my thoughts.
I had no need to be on campus Tuesday so I went out to the shed to work on the scans of Conner and Lisa from Sunday. There were some odd data groups in Conner’s scan that I hadn’t seen before. I began sampling, and abruptly stopped when one made me feel something being pushed into my butt. Lisa must have fingered him the way Jill had me. For now I’d wait to play them back through Conner to identify them. I moved on to determining visual and audio groups. Between the three dimensional video of brain activity and what I’d picked up on what parts of the brain did what, I was fairly simple to pick out those bits. I didn’t ‘listen in’, as I began to feel that I might be edging into private matters, I just identified them.
Conner, Lisa and Jill walked in at about 3:00. We were discussing ways to incorporate my processes into games when I heard the a car pull into the drive.
“That must be our ‘marketing’ person,” Conner said, “she said she’d be here by 3:30.”
There was a timid knock on the door, Conner walked over and answered it. He ushered in a little girl, no more than four feet tall. She wore faded jeans, a brightly striped T-shirt, and a version of tennis shoes that I though had died out in the ’60s. A pageboy bob of dark blonde hair framed an elfin face. All that was missing was a rag doll and a big lolly to complete the picture of a nine or ten year old.
“Guys, this is Claudia,” he said, “Claudia, that’s James, Lisa and over there is Jill.”
“Conner,” I said, “are you sure . . .”
“Despite first impressions,” he cut me off, “Claudia is the rising star of the business school and the oldest one in the room.”
“Nice to meet you all,” Claudia said, “show me what I’m going to be selling.”
Conner dug a thin binder and a handful of CDs out of his bag and took her to one of the desks. He spent a few minutes with her then walked back to us.
“Don’t worry.” he told us, if there’s a market for those games, she’ll find it, if there isn’t, she’ll make one.”
We went back to our discussion. Claudia worked her way through at least the introduction of each game. After much coffee and two large pizzas, Claudia ate half of one by herself, we were ready to pack it in for the night. Claudia asked when she could expect a phone on her desk and how much time she had to start creating an income. Conner said he could at least rig an extension from the house tomorrow, and a separate line within a week.
Conner and Lisa headed for the Volvo, Claudia asked for a word, and Jill winked at me and headed for the house.
“Can you sit down so I don’t get a crick in my neck?” Claudia asked.
“Of course.”I replied, sitting in one of the big office chairs.
She swarmed onto my lap, placed her hands on my shoulders and skewered me with her pale blue eyes.
“James,” she began, “I don’t like to beat around the bush, I’m what people call ‘direct’. You guys have a nice vibe going on here and I want to be a part of it. I have a strong libido, though I squelch it when I’m working. With me so far?”
“Am I about to get raped?” I asked.
“Hell no,” she responded, “I expect you to take an active roll.”
She leaned in and kissed me as she wriggled in my lap, my arms went around her. She started working at my shirt, so I pulled hers up too. Her breasts were small, only standing out an inch or so, with small nipples to match. I massaged them gently and bent down to kiss and gently suck one nipple. She made a little humming noise in her throat, pulling my head down and holding it against the nipple. I reached down and squeezed her ass as she started thrusting her hips at me.
“I want you to do me!” she hissed into my ear, “I want to feel you in me.”
She jumped off my lap and quickly remover her shoes, jeans and her tiny white panties. She posed for me while I fumbled out of the rest of my clothes. Her tiny body was perfectly formed, the slight flare of her hips and narrow waist complimented her small bust. She was, aside from her hair and eyebrows, completely hairless.
My cock was already painfully hard. Bending down slightly, she took me into her mouth, expertly sucking while she gently fondled my balls. After just a few seconds, she released me and pushed me back onto the chair. She climbed back up, straddling my hips and guided my cock to her already dripping wet pussy. She dropped her hips, impaling her self on my cock with a purr of pleasure. I could feel my cock bump against her cervix. I grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing them and she locked he lips on mine,trying to suck my tongue out of my mouth.
Her hips began pumping on my cock in a rapid, demanding tempo with a little gasping moan every time I hit bottom. My fingers found her nipples, gently rolling and squeezing them. Her hips moved even faster while the pitch of her moans climbed the scale. Suddenly, she slammed her self down, arched her back, and growled through clenched teeth. I could feel her pussy milking my cock. I grabbed her hips and held her firmly to me, blasting a load of cum deep into her. For a long moment we held perfectly still.
She gasped in a huge breath as she collapsed onto my chest and tried to get her breathing under control. I stroked her back and traced the edges of her ears with a finger tip while she recovered. We gathered our clothes and dashed, naked, through he darkness to the house.
Jill was laying, naked, on the bed, reading a magazine. She tossed the magazine away as Claudia launched herself onto the bed with a happy shriek. I climbed onto the bed, somewhat more sedately than Claudia, reached out and hugged Jill with the tiny girl between us.
“Hey!” Claudia called out, “getting squished here!”
We laughed an rolled apart. Claudia climbed over me and the three of us cuddled together for a while. Soon both girls were stroking my body and kissing me in an unplanned replay of Sunday afternoon. I toyed with their tits as they worked their way down my chest, pausing to kiss each other along the way. The took turns with my cock, bringing me back to full hardness.
After a brief whispered conversation , they pulled away and Jill straddled me. Sinking onto my cock. Claudia moved back up and kissed me some more as Jill took up a slow movement, sliding back and forth. Claudia got to her knees and straddled me facing Jill. They started kissing and fondling each other’s tits. I slid a hand under Claudia’s ass and began to finger her sloppy wet pussy and her clit. Jill picked up the pace, grinding against me and my cock. I tried to match what I was doing to Claudia with what Jill was doing. The girls gasped and moaned their way up the scale. I felt Jill clamp down hard on my cock as her orgasm hit. I fingered Claudia’s clit as hard as I dared. They screamed out their release into each other’s mouths and I blasted a load into Jill, almost bucking the girls off me as I tried to thrust into Jill. After a long moment they both tumbled off me, ending up on opposite sides from where they had started. We lay there cuddling while our breathing stabilized.
Jill whispered that she’d be right back and they both got off the bed to clean themselves up in the bath. When they came back, Jill handed a wash cloth to Claudia, who gently cleaned me. They pulled blankets over us and I fell asleep with an arm around each of them.
