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Date: Tue, 11 Apr 1995 23:02:49 UTC
Subject: The Enchanted Pond (ff,mf,pedo,idyll)2/2
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                               The Enchanted Pond

                  [   .... continued from part 1.....       ]

    It was clear that their games were not really over, because
    they continued to touch each other in teasing, erotic ways.
    They moved away from the shore and were soon partially hidden
    by the brush and trees growing along the edge of the pond.

    Seeing his chance, Jim got up, closed his fly, and wandered
    casually down toward the pond.  He took care not to look 
    in the direction of the girls.  They stood neck deep and
    hidden by brush; but he knew they could see him.

    Pretending that he thought himself to be alone, he removed
    his clothes and lay back luxuriously in the thick grass
    where the girls had recently found such sweet pleasure.
    As his thoughts returned to that scene his erection
    returned and he slowly rubbed and caressed himself to a
    high pitch of excitement.  Not a sound came from the girls.
    Jim could only imagine the effect his performance was having
    on them.  Then, fully aroused, Jim waded slowly out into
    the pond -- still idly playing with himself.  He wasn't
    quite sure what would happen next, but there was no turning
    back now.

    As he waded out into the little pond he was surprised to find
    the water quite warm.  He could feel occasional warm currents
    brushing his legs as he walked.  The bottom was smooth and 
    sandy.  Then he felt a distinctly hot patch of water and
    realized that the pond was fed by natural hot springs.  
    Following the direction toward the warm flow, he started
    walking toward the corner of the pond where the girls were
    still hidden by low branches.  "They must be in the hottest
    part," he thought.

    Finally he moved into view of the girls.  They stood neck
    deep in the water looking toward him.  Their faces held a
    mixture of embarrassment, alarm and mischievous excitement.
    They were only ten feet away, and he could see their naked
    bodies clearly through the surface ripples.  They were holding
    hands.

    "Hello," he said, not moving.  "You've been spying on me,
    haven't you?" he said.

    The dark one, Susan, nodded yes, then they both laughed.

    "Well, that makes us even," he said, watching their faces.
    "I was spying on you two before that."

    "Oh, no!" Diann wailed, rolling her eyes up in mock dismay.
    She sank under the water as though in a faint.  But when she
    came up, her long blond hair streaming over her face, she
    had a new gleam in her eyes.  Jim could see that Susan also
    had lost any look of alarm and seemed to be weighing the
    situation.  
    
    "Well, then, in that case," Susan said, taking on an air of 
    serious judiciousness, "there is just no sense in being silly, 
    is there Diann?"

    Falling in with her tone, Diann lifted her chin a bit.  "Certainly
    not," she replied.  Then with a graceful gesture of invitation
    she said, "Won't you join us in our bath, m'lord?"

    Quickly grasping their mood, Jim nodded gravely.  "A gentleman
    could scarcely decline the honor of bathing with two such
    lovely maidens."  And it was like a bath.  As he got closer
    he felt the hot water welling up through the sandy bottom,
    swirling around his legs.  He saw now that the girls were
    standing directly over the main part of the spring.  A strong 
    column of hot water was gushing from beneath their feet,
    bubbling upward.  They both stood with their legs apart.  It
    dawned on Jim that this was why they had come here; the hot
    swirling water was strongly sensuous and erotic.  This was
    a continuation of their earlier games.  As though in confirmation
    of his thoughts he saw Susan's free hand move across her lower
    pelvis, pausing a moment to press against her crotch.  He glanced
    up and found Susan's attention centered on his mid-section.  He
    was still obviously aroused.  He saw a way.

    "Did you know that this spring is bewitched?" he asked.  They
    didn't reply, but he could feel them watching him, waiting to
    see what would happen.  "Since olden times it has been known,"
    he said, using the dramatic tone appropriate for ancient 
    legends, "that when a prince and a maid bathe together in
    this magic place, the maid falls completely under the prince's
    spell, unable to deny him anything he might ask, eager to
    bring him pleasure and joy.  The prince, in turn, becomes
    incapable of doing anything which might harm or frighten
    his love-slave."  Then in a more everyday tone he added,
    "The legend doesn't say, but it seems likely that two maidens
    could fall under the spell, just as well as one.  Yes, I'm
    sure it is so.  Already I find myself unable to even think
    harmful thoughts about either of you."  Returning to his
    dramatic voice he said, "Soon, soon you will be completely
    under my spell."  
    
    He was watching the girls closely, trying to sense their response.  
    It wasn't hard to divine.  They both seemed tense and excited,
    but not frightened.  And as it became clear what he was 
    proposing he saw Diann nod ever so slightly to Susan's
    eyebrow question.  So it was decided.  When he fell silent
    nothing happened for a moment, then Susan took the lead.

    "My lord, this place is truly magic, my limbs feel weak, and
    my head is swimming.  Please tell me what you most desire;
    I am yours to command."

    Diann, not wanting to be left out, gave a solemn little curtsey.
    "I will do whatever you ask, m'lord.  My only wish is to give
    you pleasure."

    Jim knew he had them now, but still he knew he must go slowly,
    so as not to break the spell.  "First I muyst examine these
    treasures which fortune has placed in my hands.  Just stand
    still, do not fear me; remember, I can do you no harm."
    Then he moved close to the dark haired girl and place his hands on
    her shoulders.  "What is your name, child?"

    "They call me Susan, m'lord, though I doubt you will find me 
    a child."

    Jim got her point; they didn't want to be considered children.
    "Susan, I find you dark and lovely," he said, as though it
    was a ritual.  Then he ran his hands down her sides to her
    hips.  Moving smoothly, he brought his left hand up and
    touched her breasts.  At the same time the fingers of his
    right hand touched her gently between her legs.  He saw her
    eyelids flutter when he touched her there.  Turning to the blond, 
    he asked her name.

    "Diann, m'lord."

    "Diann, I find you fair and lovely," he repeated the ritual
    phrase.  And he let his hands explore her charms briefly.
    When his fingers reached her crotch she sighed and said,
    "My lord, you are too good to me."  And her eyes had a
    definite gleam.

    Putting an arm around each girl, he drew them close to him.
    Their legs touched.  The hot column of spring water bubbled
    up all around them.  He brought his hands down between them
    again, touching each of them on the upper leg.  With a thrill
    of pleasure he felt their soft hands on his legs -- gently
    stroking him.  Sensing that they were ready, he moved his
    hands up along their thighs.  Then he reached higher and
    pressed against their young slits.  Their hair was still
    soft and short.  His probing fingers found them willing --
    the slick lips parted and his fingers reached the inner
    folds.  His excitement was mounting rapidly.  Soon he felt
    their hands move up and touch his erection.  This seemed to
    excite the girls as much as it did him.

    Leaving her left hand on him, Susan reached over with her
    other hand and began caressing Diann's breasts.  Soon
    Diann responded in the same way.  Jim felt himself growing
    breathless as he watched her fingers squeezing and caressing
    Susan's breasts.  Susan's hips began pushing rhythmically
    against his hand.  He let one finger press against her deeper
    opening.  Each time she presses forward against his hand
    she forced the finger a little farther in.  Suddenly
    overcome, she place her hand over his and forced the finger
    deep inside her.  Her eyes were closed and her face was
    ecstatic as she continued straining against his hand.  

    Susan released his hand, reached over to Diann's crotch.  In
    a moment she had slipped one of her fingers completely in.
    She moved it in and out slowly.  Jim duplicated the motion
    with his own finger.  He felt that they were both nearing
    their peak.  Taking his hand off Diann for a moment he 
    guided the girls' hands and showed them how to rub him
    slowly up and down.  They continued the motion and he knew
    he was about to come.  He bent down slightly and placed
    his lips on Susan's upturned mouth.  At the same time he
    increased the rhythm of his buried finger.  Susan's tongue
    plunged into his mouth as she started to come.  He felt
    Diann's face against his and turned a little in her
    direction.  They all three joined in an abandoned, ecstatic
    kiss.  Their tongues met and Jim realized that the girls
    were kissing each other as well as him.  Susan's hand
    pressed urgently against Diann's slit and she threw her
    head back as she too was seized by the delicious spasms
    of pleasure.  

    Jim let himself go and finally his entire being seemed
    centered on the soft young hands rubbing eagerly on his
    throbbing, pumping, spurting cock.  He put his hands behind 
    them and rubbed their young asses, pressing them against him
    as they slowly got their breath back.  They all hugged and
    rubbed their bodies together.  The white globs of semen
    smeared over the girls stomachs where his organ was
    trapped between them.

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