YPA: Your Privacy Assured/YPA.ISO/text/bordello.txt

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                         THE BEAUTIFUL IMBECILE

    She resided at the local Bordello.  She had the body of a goddess:
    blonde, tanned and firm, with stately breasts that stood out
    proudly; perfect legs and thighs, a rounded ass that moved
    seductively when she walked, the face of an angel. But she had
    been born retarded and had the mind of a small child.  Her mother
    had been one of the call girls.

         The only alternative to keeping the girl at the Bordello had
    been turning her over to a government institution.  So she had
    been raised by the ladies of the Bordello, and the customers.
    She had been slowly schooled in the ways to please men, and it
    suited her perfectly; for retarded children take pleasure in the
    simple feeling of affection and the thrill of sex.

         To simplify her grooming and add to the eroticism of her
    appearance, the ladies had all her hair below the neck removed by
    electrolysis.  When she was still a very little girl, she had
    been shown how good it felt to play with her tiny clitoris, and
    had gleefully taken to rubbing it.  Encouraged in her natural
    tendency to masturbate often, she had the best of lubricants,
    stimulants and instruction.  As she grew, the ladies found boys
    and then men with ever larger penises to exercise her growing
    vagina.  She had been given only to men who treated her with
    kindness, and so she learned the pleasures of cunnilingus and
    caresses.  When finally puberty had begun to render her a
    beautiful woman, she immersed herself in the new electricity she
    felt when her enlarging nipples were sucked; how her growing but
    still perfectly bare vagina began to open when she felt the
    electricity, and produce delicious liquid the help the mens'
    penises stroke in her so easily; how her lips and anus both
    became more sensitive so she could be overwhelmed by pleasure in
    many places. Daily the ladies bathed and oiled and exercised her,
    and shared her delight in sex with the understanding customers;
    some of the staff ladies also sought her company.

         When I came to know her, I felt at ease in her presence; for
    she was simple, good natured, and never left any question as to
    her motives.

         The first time I saw her, I had been ushered into her room
    where she sat on her low bed while two of the Bordello ladies did
    her makeup.

         The sun shone through a large window, rendering transparent
    the baby-doll pajama top that hung cantilevered from her very
    firm breasts with the huge pink nipples that seemed topped with
    little erect penises.

         As she was sitting cross-legged, I saw the dark pink of her
    nude pussy; as the ladies worked on her, her finger played lazily
    with her protruding clit.

         To the envy of the other working girls, she orgasmed
    inexhaustibly, and her vaginal muscles had grown strong from this
    constant exercise.

         Her child's mind cared not at all for money, and so she
    received much affection from the others, who shared in the profit
    from her play.  She took pleasure in what gave others pleasure,
    and the ladies had painstakingly taught her how to make love with
    every opening of her body, and then they taught her how to make
    love to themselves.

         She spent much of her time practicing with each lady, to
    give the tongue-flick or tender suction or manual vaginal and
    anal manipulation which that particular lady enjoyed.

         So it was not surprising that the others would stay with
    her, if a customer wished, while she gave him his pleasure; it
    was also her pleasure, and the pride of the others in her
    training.  They would hold her reassuringly when a new customer
    came, and encourage her in her own pleasure.

         When they had finished with her makeup, the two ladies gave
    me a demonstration.  All that was needed, they told me, was an
    erotic touch.  One of them stroked her down the belly, then
    gently brushed her ass with a hand.  Soon the girl was breathing
    faster, smiling.  She pressed with both hands on the bone above
    her vagina, pulling and pushing to stretch and rub the folds of
    skin around her clit against one another.  She never touched her
    clit, yet in a few moments her eyes opened wide and her vagina
    and anus gave a huge squeeze and kept pumping.  Her face looked
    like a baby who had suckled to contentment as one of the ladies
    hugged her.

         My cock was straining painfully against my pants, and the
    other ladies helped me get my clothes off.  As my erection sprang
    out, the beautiful imbecile smiled clearly, looking straight in
    my eyes.

         As I approached her, she grasped it and pressed it to her
    vagina, rubbing herself with it, holding it close, wanting me to
    know my penis was loved.  She so obviously took pleasure in it,
    pressing my shaft to herself so I could feel her vagina
    contracting on me as she throbbed, that I was greatly aroused.
    The total absence of hair made her feel so smooth and warm that
    before I knew it, I was spurting great geysers of cum over her
    belly and breasts, little drops landing on the large nubbly
    plains of her magnificent nipples.

         And I could feel her cumming also, her vagina pulsing on the
    underside of my cock as we felt each other orgasm.

         I walked to the bed to relax.  As I sat down she leaned over
    me to lick my cock gently clean.  She hugged me, like a child.
    Then she produced two dildos, attached at their bases to a cord.
    The ladies lubricated them, leaned her back on her elbows, and
    slowly inserted first the vaginal and then the anal pacifier.
    She held them in with her hands, closing her eyes, her vagina and
    anus visibly suckling on them.  They slipped a belt around her
    waist and tied the cord attaching the dildos to it so it held
    them in securely.

         They sat beside her, and each began to stroke one of her
    rounded breasts.  The girl put an arm around each one, hugging
    them closer to her.  As she squeezed ecstatically on the two
    pacifiers, liquid began to flow from around the vaginal dildo
    with every throb.  The two lightened their touch, now just
    brushing the large nipples with their fingers in time to the
    girl's contractions.  In a short time they had elicited another
    powerful orgasm.  I thought they would stop, but they pressed her
    breasts a bit harder, and one of them leaned over to hug the girl
    warmly.  The orgasm never stopped; the contractions had decreased
    in intensity, but now they resumed and I watched fascinated as
    she continued steadily to orgasm, eyes lidded and breathing hard,
    sometimes glancing to see that I was pleased.

         It was the continuing that did it: somehow, her constant
    cumming reawakened my penis, made me want to feel the contentment
    she showed.  Now they moved her so our legs intertwined, and one
    of them held my rising erection to her clitoris, which stood out
    proudly from its hood, next to the valley created by the cord.
    The lady touched my cock to the juices flowing over the girl's
    buns, and began slowly to masturbate me while applying more of
    the juice.  Soon my cock was fully hard, and with a swift motion,
    she untied the cord, slipped out the vaginal dildo, and with her
    hand gently guided my rejuvenated member into the opening, which
    was still contracting rhythmically.  I felt as though I was still
    recovering from my earlier orgasm; relaxing, sleepy.

         But my penis was not playing along, the magnificent powerful
    squeezes of the girl's tireless orgasm pulled me erect, kept my
    penis tingling. The ladies moved to me.  It was time, they told
    me.  The two pressed their breasts against me, intertwining their
    arms as they surrounded and held me, touching my cock when it was
    revealed each time I moved outward, kissing my neck, pinching my
    nipples and stroking my belly as I fucked the girl, whose
    contractions now became more powerful as I became more aroused.
    When I moved in, her vagina would pull at my penis with a rolling
    suction from the base to the head.  I was on my knees now, and
    one of the two was holding my testicles and pressing the
    underside of my cock when it withdrew, cradling me, holding me.
    "Let us all feel you cum", she whispered, and the other lady
    reached to hold the base of my cock as I stroked.  They held me
    tight as the cum began to rise, building in tension so I barely
    needed to move, exploding into the girl with a force that
    surprised me, and continuing so that for a while we both seemed
    to be constantly cumming, pulsating together forever, she
    suckling my spurting semen.

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         Before I visited her again I sent a friend who I knew would
    enjoy her to make her acquaintance alone.  So when we returned
    together, she was unafraid, knowing both of us, having suckled
    and orgasmed on both our penises, tasted both our semen.  This
    time we sent the ladies-in-waiting away.

         We were alone with this utterly submissive nymph whose major
    pleasure was the heights of sexual stimulation.  We had arranged
    for her to be dressed in a skimpy costume consisting mainly of
    straps; the top part cradled each breast but thrust the nipples
    out through slits, so they were slightly distorted.  The bottom
    was a mere outline, highlighting the naked peach of her pussy and
    the round shape of each cheek of her lovely ass.  We had also had
    her prepared with an enema and a coating of glistening lubricant
    on her openings.  The ladies assured us that she had no
    opportunity to masturbate all day and so would be quite ready.
    When they left, her hand darted to her hungry pussy and she began
    to arouse herself.

         She smiled when we undressed, happy to see us and our
    penises.  I began by filling her now wet vagina with myself and
    pumping vigorously until I filled her with my first load of
    semen.  Then I rolled away, leaving my friend to fill the
    just-vacated warmth and relieve the desire that had built up.

         They copulated for a long time, during which she was
    steadily cumming.  Watching had aroused me again, and I was idly
    masturbating when he finished, the sheets wet with our pleasures.
    I pulled her head to my cock to keep it hard while he relaxed.

         Soon he began to recover his erection, and I showed her that
    I wanted her to suck him to full hardness.  I moved her so she
    knelt before him with her ass in the air, exposing her delicious
    rosebud hole to me.  I got on my knees behind her and began to
    press the head of my penis into her anus.  With amazing ease it
    began to enter her, and I could feel her throbs grow stronger,
    squeezing me as I slid so easily in.  She quickened her motions
    on him also, and he began to breathe faster.  I turned her around
    now, pulling out of her and motioning her to replace me with his
    now rock-rigid penis.  She slid her rear to him as he lay on his
    side, reached back and helped him refill her.

          Relief was visible on her face as he entered her.  She lay
    facing me, as though she might be simply relaxing.  Though I
    could not see it, I knew that there was a hard cock in her anus,
    bringing a warm pleasant look to her face.  I lay down facing
    her, and she put her arms out to me and pulled me close.  I
    lifted her leg and now saw my friend's balls and the base of his
    penis as he was slowly pumping her.  She had a look of desire on
    her face, and her pussy looked lonely as it moved with his
    strokes, being manipulated only indirectly.  She put her hand on
    my cock and guided it to her entrance.  Slowly I entered her,
    much more slowly than my friend's strokes, so that I felt the
    movements of his cock pressuring her; the point of contact was
    slowly moving down my shaft as her vagina engulfed more of it.
    Finally I was fully in her, my erection lying still to feel her
    throbbing as the cock behind her pussy generated exquisite
    strokes of pleasure on mine.

         We pumped her slowly, first alternating then timing our
    strokes simultaneously.  Slowly, languidly, the three of us let
    our excitement rise.  She would reach to her clitoris when she
    fell behind, and one of us would slow down so the other could
    stay apace.  After a long time, we were all poised on the
    threshold of orgasm, all panting.  The crescendo was approaching
    and she turned her head to be reassured by my friend that he was
    ready, then nestled it against my chest.  She was the spark that
    set us off, her hips quivering as she came down hard on our cocks
    with a gigantic squeeze.  We erupted together, each of us feeling
    the orgasming of two others encouraging our cumming to continue,
    to throb again and again, to fill her with semen unending,
    sometimes all throbbing at the same time, a team effort at
    simultaneous expiation.  I had never come for so long, so many
    pulsations, and, I was sure, so much creamy semen.

         We all lay there for a time, coming down, returning to the
    world pleasantly drained and at peace.  Our two erections
    subsided very slowly.