Date: Thu, 23 Feb 2006 20:08:12 -0600
From: Amber Fountaine <amber_fountaine@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Art", Chap. 3

Amber Fountaine stories contain sexually explicit descriptions of consensual
sexual activity and are not suitable for reading by anyone under the age of
18, or anyone offended by reading such material. These acts include gay and
bisexual activity as well as water sports, diapers, cross-dressing and other
fetishes and perversions that may please the author's whims. The characters
in these stories are fictional, but are based on the author's true
experiences, as well as the experiences of others he has met.


                              Art, Chap. 3
                           by Amber Fountaine


	Dennis Benson was completely dumbstruck. It had to be a dream. Sometimes he
had elaborate dreams like this. Usually his dreams were just quick little
scenes, but once or twice a year, he'd have a monster dream, like a movie,
with all kinds of scenery changes and plots and sub plots. If he was reading
Margie right, that she wanted to give him her virginity, then that's what
this had to be - a huge dream.

	Nothing that had happened since school had started that sememster made
sense. First off, he'd gone along with taking Art as an elective. Dennis
Benson was not an artist and had no desire to become one. Yet the Dennis
Benson in this dream had done that. Maybe that's where the dream had started
and reality had ended? Maybe instead of being a junior at Canoga High
School, he was still a sophomore and was dreaming about his upcoming junior
year?

	Then in addition to taking a class in Art, a class he knew that the real
Dennis Benson would never take, he'd wound up sitting with Margie Bradley
and they'd become friends. Yeah, sure - fat chance of that being real!
Margie Bradley was in his opinion the most beautiful girl in the school.
That had to be the reason she got to be the girl in this dream. In the two
previous years of being in the same grade and sharing several classes, she
had spoken to Dennis exactly once. She'd dropped her pen and Dennis had
picked it up and she'd thanked him. Now all of a sudden, the prettiest girl
in the school was asking the school's head nerd to deflower her. Get real!
Dennis laughed at the absurdity of it. Any minute his mom would wake him and
hopefully, he wouldn't have a hard on like he usually did when she woke him
from a dream like this.

	"I think he figured it out and went into shock," Connie commented to
Margie.

	Margie laughed and told her, "You may be right. Let's go put our nighties
on and see if that snaps him out of it." They were almost out of the room,
when Margie turned back and asked, "Denise, are you coming?"

	Dennis smiled at her, thinking the dream must be continuing. He'd already
cum in his diaper when another boy, Taylor had filled his mouth with cock.
Was she teasing him about that or would he wake up to find his pajamas
sticky from a wet dream again? That happened a lot when he dreamed about
Margie or sucking Lester.

	In this dream he'd done even better. He'd dressed as a girl named 'Denise',
licked the pussy of both Margie and Connie, and sucked Lester and Taylor. In
addition, he had on a diaper that he'd wet, and now he was going to get his
nightie on, and watch the girls put theirs on, and have more sex. Wow!
Double wow! It was too bad dreams like this couldn't be put on videotape and
replayed. Of course if he could watch a dream like this and jack off, then
he wouldn't be having these wet dreams.

	Again he laughed to himself as he went in pursuit of Margie and Connie.
Here he was, dressed as a girl, hiding out at Margie's house when his
parents thought he was gone out of town on a school field trip. The real
Dennis would NEVER pull something like that. But this dream Dennis - or
'Denise' - seemed to be doing a good job of it so why not see what else he
was going to dream before someone woke him.

	He got to Margie's room in time to see that the girls had already taken off
their skirts and were in the process of removing their blouses. So he slowly
went about doing the same thing, taking off the pleated skirt and blouse
he'd borrowed from Connie. Then he watched as the two girls took off their
bras and wondered what they wanted him to do. The padded bra he was wearing
had come from Margie's mom. Of course she didn't know there was a boy in her
house and certainly hadn't loaned him the bra herself. Connie's 'boulder
holders' were too big and Margie's were too tight, so Margie had gotten him
one of her mom's as well as some bra pads.

	He wasn't sure who the bra pads belonged to. Margie didn't really need them
but she did wear bras that were thickly padded to keep her huge nipples from
showing. At least she did in this dream. In this dream Margie had nipples
that were the size of the end of one finger and Dennis thought they were the
sexiest things he'd ever seen. Margie seemed to be ashamed and embarrassed
by them but he thought if he was a real girl he'd love to have big suckable
nipples like that. He knew he'd love to spend every moment possible sucking
on those beauties and she'd said that her friend Connie felt the same way.
Connie liked to suck Margie's nipples and a lot more.

	Oh God this was getting to be an awesome dream. Not only did he get to suck
two cocks and lick two pussies, but the two girls liked to have sex together
too! Like that would ever happen to a geek like him in real life. Might as
well enjoy it all while it lasted, he thought as he let go in his diaper.
The warm pee in his crotch felt so incredibly real that he wondered for a
moment if it would be the end of his dream and he'd wake up in a wet bed.
The last few accidents he'd had like that, earlier in his teens, had been
caused by him dreaming he needed to pee and in the dream he'd wet his pants
or a diaper and then would wake up to find he was pissing in his bed.

	But the dream continued. He finished peeing in the diaper, which was
getting quite full by now, thanks to Taylor's help, and watched as the girls
fondled each other's breasts, all the while they were smiling at him.

	"Are you just going to stand there and stare at us?" Margie asked him.

	"I . . uh . . . didn't know if I was supposed to take the bra off or not.
So I peed in my diaper." He didn't realize how stupid that sounded until the
girls started laughing and he thought about what he'd said. He tried to
explain. "I mean I had to pee and y'all were busy so I peed while I was
waiting."

	Margie moved to him and gave him a hug as she asked, "Does my sissy baby
like wetting his diapers?" Then before he could answer, she told him, "We
do. We love to piss in our diapers. Don't we Connie?"

	"Mmm, we sure do," she said as she moved to make it a group hug.

	Dennis had his right arm around Margie's shoulders and his left around
Connie's. He was short for a boy his age, but Margie was shorter. He could
feel her left nipple, hard as his dick at the moment, boring into the side
of his chest, just below his padded bra. As he glanced down, he could see
that Connie's ample bosom filled all the rest of the space across his lower
chest and around the side. She was as tall as Dennis, but without a bra, the
weight of her tits kept them just below the false ones 'Denise' was wearing.

	Suddenly his thoughts drifted to how he'd been able to pee with a hard on?
Like solving that conundrum was the most important thing at the moment.
Maybe it was possible because it was part of the dream. It wouldn't be the
first time he'd performed some super-human stunt in a dream. But then again,
maybe not. He knew that when he woke with a boner, he had to wait until it
was at least semi-soft before he could pee. Maybe that was because he had to
aim it down toward the toilet. When he got a stiffie, it generally pointed
toward the ceiling. But with a diaper on, he didn't have to aim it down or
up or in any direction; he just peed. That seemed to him like another point
in favor of wearing diapers. In fact, as he thought about it, there seemed
to be a lot of good reasons to wear diapers and the only one he knew of for
not wearing them was that someone had decided it was inappropriate for
people once they'd been potty trained.

	To Dennis's analytical mind, that didn't seem right. He was quickly
becoming of the opinion that diapers should be optional - like, say . . .
religion. Most kids were raised in the religion of their parents, but a lot
would change as they grew older and had the choice to make for themselves.
For that matter, both men and women had a wide variety to choose from when
it came to underwear. Some men wore boxers and some wore jockeys and a few
preferred to wear lady's panties. Ladies had an even wider selection of
colors and styles to choose from. So why weren't diapers an option?

	"We've lost him again," Connie commented.

	Margie giggled. "I'm not sure we ever had him. He's been in a daze from the
moment he saw that Taylor was wearing panties. Or maybe it was all the cum.
It looked like he had half a cup in his mouth. Maybe that's too much for a
sissy to swallow at one time. Can you O-D on cum?"

	Connie gave her a shrug. "Damned if I know." Then she gave them a
mischievous grin and said, "I'll bet we could have a lot of fun trying."

	"What do you think sissy boy?" Margie taunted Dennis, at the same time
hugging him and pressing herself into him. "Would you like to try to O-D on
cum? Think about all those boys you shower with in gym. What if they all had
hard cocks and the whole class took turns shooting cum in your mouth?
Instead of three cocks in your lifetime, you'd have three in one minute -
maybe more. Would you like to have 100 or 200 cocks to suck the cum out of?

	The idea of doing something like that overwhelmed his senses. "I don't know
if I could suck that many in a lifetime," he told her. But the more he
thought about it, the more the idea appealed to him and he quickly added,
"But Connie's right. It might be a lot of fun to try."

	Margie slid her hand inside the front of Dennis's diaper. His cock felt wet
and slippery from the mix of piss and cum. It also felt VERY hard. "I think
you like my sexy suggestion a whole lot. If you'd go to gym dressed up cute
like you are now, I'm sure all the boys would be glad to help. All you guys
ever think about is some way to get off. Too bad Taylor isn't the kind of
guy that blabs about what he's done and who he's done it with. If he told
everyone what a cute girl your are and what a great blowjob you gave him,
'Denise' might be the most popular girl in school."

	"That kind of popularity I DON'T need!" Then he thought of something else.
"Why did he suddenly take off? I know he wanted to do me too."

	"If I had to guess - and I guess I'll have to - he was put off by you being
in those wet diapers. I've mentioned some people liking to have fun with
piss to him and he's not into it." Then she gave him that sexy smile that
melted him every time and asked, "Besides, how many times do you think you
can cum? You already wasted one in your diaper. You're not supposed to waste
'em when you have two beautiful, hot, horny women here. You can play with
Taylor again some other time."

	Between her hand sliding up and down his slimy prick and the thoughts she
evoked by her last statement, he was getting dangerously close to 'wasting'
another load. He decided to warn her. "Then I suggest you get your hand out
of my diaper or you're gonna have a handful of 'waste' to worry about."

	She pulled her hand up between them, licked a finger, and moved her hand in
front of Dennis's mouth, offering him a taste. She'd licked her index
finger, so Denise took her middle finger completely in his mouth and then
sucked it like it was a small, skinny cock. Then he pulled it from his
mouth, but held her hand by the wrist and bent her hand so that her fingers
were hanging down and the back of her fingers was toward him, like he was
going to kiss the back of her hand. Instead, using the tip of his tongue, he
began to lick between her fingers in the same way he'd licked hers and
Connie's pussies, earlier, before diapering them.

	It took a moment for her to recognize the symbolism of what he was doing,
and when she did, she glowed with satisfaction. It seemed to her like he had
a natural talent to do things to please her without being told. That was
good. She'd had a lot of misgivings and apprehension about selecting a guy
like Dennis - almost the complete opposite of the guys she was used to
dating - to be her next serious boyfriend. Connie had been his biggest
advocate, going back several weeks - which was funny since they'd never met
before this weekend.

	There was one more, very big hurdle to leap, and depending on how 'Denise'
reacted, she had every intention of making history of her virginity. She'd
never be more ready than she was at that very moment.

	"You do that well," she commented, watching him lick her fingers. "My
diaper isn't nearly as wet as yours, but I think it's wet enough for you to
continue your taste test."

	Denise was ready too and had been about to suggest the same thing. He'd
told them earlier that he wanted to taste their pussies before and after
they'd wet their diapers. But he was still so shy at times that he'd been
racking his brain for a round about way to ask, instead of just coming right
out with it.

	Margie pulled 'Denise' with her toward the bed and at the same time, winked
at Connie over his shoulder. Connie smiled and nodded in response. Denise's
suspicion that much of this weekend had been planned in advance was true.

	Back before Labor Day, Margie had decided that this year would be
different. She'd made it onto the cheer squad and was certain that would
dramatically increase her popularity. She'd started dating in earnest the
two years back and her dates the first year had run the spectrum from jerks
to jocks. The previous semester, she'd gotten much more choosy, accepting
dates with jocks only and only if they'd lettered. She was still a virgin,
but had fondled a few boys' cocks and had put two in her mouth. She'd even
let Mike, the second of the two, to cum in her mouth. So her plan for this
semester, was to date only the best and she intended to pick one to give her
an awesome first fuck. It had nearly happened a couple of times, but each
time she'd gotten naked with a guy, he'd made fun of her body. And none of
them had seemed to be the least bit interested in any sort of foreplay. In
that regard, sex with Connie was MUCH better.

	Margie and her neighbor, Connie, had discovered sex together - in every
sense of the word. While they were in different schools, they had a lot of
time to chat together about the usual things that concern teenage girls:
clothes, school, music, boys and sex - not necessarily in that order. While
their moms might enjoy chatting over the back fence or sharing a cup of
coffee, Margie and Connie preferred the privacy of their bedrooms. They were
only weeks apart in age, but their bodies had grown differently and at
different rates. When Connie had gotten progressively bigger boobs, Margie
had stayed almost flat chested, but her nipples had gotten huge compared to
Connie's. They'd done a lot of that comparing.

	Margie had been embarrassed when her sixth grade teacher had advised
Margie's mom to get her a padded bra as Margie's unpadded training bra let
her nipples poke at the front of her blouse and it distracted the boys. Then
she began to compare herself with other girls in gym and discovered her
nipples were twice the size of the next closest girl. She'd discussed the
problem with Connie and that had led to the two girls baring their breasts
for the other to inspect.

Connie had been fascinated by Margie's big nipples and had asked to touch
them. Margie had been as equally fascinated by the size of Connie's tits and
had asked to touch them in return. Then one day, after a few of those
touching sessions, Connie admitted she'd told her priest about it in
confession because she got all tingly 'down there' when they did that. The
sisters of perpetual guilt had assured her that anything that made a girl
tingly 'down there' had to be a sin and sins had to be confessed. Margie had
told her that she too got tingly down there, but Connie was the only one
she'd confessed that to. "It makes my nub grow," she'd told her. Connie
hadn't found anything in her crotch that would qualify as being a 'nub' so
more comparison was called for.

	Connie's long dark red hair was equally abundant on her pubic bush and once
again Margie had been fascinated. Connie had been equally as enthralled by
Margie's sparse blond mound and all the delights below. From that point on,
the girls had gotten naked together at every opportunity and over a period
of several months, progressed from looking to licking.

	Margie had been the first to begin dating and the first to fondle a boy's
prick, which she dutifully reported back to Connie in detail. At her school,
St. Agnes, Connie wasn't exactly cloistered, but with the exception of a
very few of their classes, the boys and girls were in separate parts of the
school. It was another year before Connie was allowed to date but once she
began, she'd made up for lost time. At fourteen, they'd both aspired to be
virgins when they married. At sixteen, they'd both given several boyfriends
hand jobs, had also tried oral sex with a boy and each other. By seventeen
they acknowledged they might be bisexual and Connie had given up on the
virginity idea altogether. In one wild evening, she'd walked into a
drugstore, bought a package of rubbers, and given a boy named Jon the best
night of his young life. Margie hadn't been about to let her friend get one
up on her and had decided her current beau would be her first. But then he'd
made fun of her body and that had ended his evening, with her in tears,
still a virgin, and the boy going home with blue balls.

	"What you need to do," Connie had consoled her, "Is find a boyfriend like
the one from your Art class that likes boys as well as girls. A sissy type
guy might be a whole lot better for you than you'd think."

	At first Margie had scoffed at the idea. She'd told Connie all about the
nerdy guy in her Art class that got tongue-tied trying to talk to her. Yet
at the same time, she began to look at Dennis and some of the non-jocks in
her classes in a different way. Then she'd discovered that she could talk to
Dennis like he was one of her girlfriends and Connie had suggested, "Maybe
he'd like to be one?"

	So Margie had come up with a story about her parents not allowing boys in
the house and told Dennis he could visit her if he was willing to act like
her girlfriend "Denise'. She'd never been sure whether he'd gone along with
it because he liked the idea of being a girl or had done it just to please
her. Every time he came to her house she would call him 'Denise' and often
tease him about wearing her clothes, but until late that morning, she'd
never really required him to dress as a girl. And while he'd acted a little
apprehensive at first, he'd taken to it immediately. They'd gone out to eat
at a Sonic drive-in and she'd discovered that 'Denise' could be an
outrageous flirt, to the extent that she'd scared off two boys.

	Watching Dennis suck off his friend Lester had also been Connie's idea.
Everyone on the cheer squad knew that Taylor King was gay, but it was their
secret. When Connie had suggested that a guy that liked cock might be the
ideal boy for her, Margie's first inclination had been to seduce Taylor. But
that had been tried before by a couple of girls that had been SO SURE they
had what it would take to straighten Taylor's sexual preferences. They'd
failed and Margie wasn't about to risk that sort of failure. Instead, she'd
steered Dennis toward Taylor and Taylor toward Dennis, her scheme being to
prove that Dennis also liked boys and didn't mind having a dick in his
mouth. When that seemed to be too slow in developing, she'd gotten into a
conversation about sex with Dennis and admitted to sucking two cocks. He
also admitted to having sucked two guys and told her he still did one of
them regularly. So they'd cut a deal, whereby if Dennis would let her watch
him suck a cock, she'd suck his as a reward. Dennis fulfilled his end of the
bargain the next day - and might have done it sooner if he'd been able. Then
she'd made it that he had to suck a third boy if he wanted to be the third
boy she sucked. She still owed Taylor a favor and he wanted her to fix him
up with Dennis. Making that happen had been easy and Dennis was going to get
one hell of a bonus for waiting. She was going to let him be her first fuck.

	Connie sat on the corner of the bed, where she could see everything but not
get physically involved. She knew exactly what Margie had planned. In fact,
she'd gone to the store and bought a small package of rubbers, gift wrapped
them, and given them to Margie as an early birthday present. She wanted to
see for herself exactly how he'd respond when he saw Margie's fully aroused
pussy for the first time. So she waited, impatiently, for them to stop
rolling around, smooching, and get down to some serious sex.

	Then she had to laugh at herself for being impatient. One of the things
they agreed about where boys were concerned was that they were always in too
big of a hurry. Several times Connie had told Margie, "Jon's a great guy,
but damn he's quick. He hugs me for the first kiss, puts one hand on my tits
for the second, and by the time we kiss three times, he's got his other hand
in my panties."	She'd expected that the first time they made love, but not
every time after that.

	So they'd decided for Margie's first time, once Dennis had been selected to
be the guy, that they'd find a way to really feminize him for the event, in
the hopes he'd make love more like a girl than an overanxious horny boy. So
far that part of the plan was working perfectly - maybe too perfectly. After
several minutes, when they hadn't gotten much further than when they'd first
laid down together, Connie decided to intervene.

	They were laying on their sides with Margie the closest to Connie. So
Connie began with her, pulling loose the fastening tapes on the up side of
her diaper. Then she reached across and did the same to 'Denise'. When that
didn't give them any hint, she said aloud to both of them, "Roll over on
your other side."

	By then, 'Denise' was more than ready for some 'lesbian' love. He wrapped
both arms around Margie and rolled her up and over him so that she settled
on her other side. That was what Connie had wanted, but it put them both out
of her reach. She had to move to the other side of the bed to undo the
remaining diaper tapes. That got things moving a lot quicker. Almost
immediately that Connie was able to pull their diapers free and out of the
way, Margie flipped around in a 69 position and they went to work licking
the pee flavor from each other's crotch.

	This was the moment of truth for the two young lovers and Connie moved
again so she could watch Dennis's face. She couldn't help but smile in smug
satisfaction as she saw sissy 'Denise' react with awe and delight. Then he
immediately locked his lips around her swollen clitoris and began to suck it
like it was a miniature prick - which in fact it was.

	In addition to Margie's oversize nipples, by her mid-teens, Margie's clit
had become the size of a small cockhead when aroused. She was terribly
embarrassed by the abnormalities of her body and the teasing she'd gotten
from other girls and then, even worse, a couple of boys, including her older
brother. The girls had teased her and called her nicknames like 'Nubby'. Her
brother walked in on her checking herself with a hand mirror and remarked
about having a new little brother. Then the first boy she let put his hand
in her panties had felt the inch long protrusion and had gotten scared and
took her home immediately. If that wasn't bad enough, the jock she'd decided
to go all the way with had seen her erect clit and told her, "You must be
one of those 'morpho-dykes'. What a dimwitted dumb-ass. That had ended that
relationship and made her wonder if football helmets provided enough
protection.

	It seemed to her that Connie was the only one that seemed to truly love her
body. She'd told Connie what had happened and Connie had suggested she find
a boy that liked cock too. That way he could have both. At first Margie had
thought she was being sarcastic, but when Connie assured her she was
serious, Margie began to see the value in her recommendation. They'd
concluded that if she could find a guy that liked sucking on cocks, instead
of being put off by it, he might like sucking on her big clit as much as
Connie did.

	Judging by the enthusiastic way 'Denise' was going to town on Margie's
pussy, they'd been right on the money!

	It wasn't a one-way street. Margie was just as enthusiastic over Denise's
big 'clitty' as he was over hers. When she'd licked and sucked as much of
the flavor as she could, and could no longer taste the mingled piss and cum
from his diaper, she looked back over her shoulder at Connie and nodded.

	That was Connie's cue to join them in a way. While she went to get one of
the rubbers from Margie's dresser, Margie rose up, turned, and then sat on
Denise's padded chest. What she was looking for was reassurance that
'Denise' or Dennis, preferably both, really liked what she considered her
freak-show pussy.

	Rising on her knees so that her pussy was just a few inches from his face,
she asked him, "Do you really like my pussy?"

	He looked at her crotch in frank admiration, nodded as eagerly as possible
with his head on the bed, and told her, "Oh yeah. I hope I'm doing it right.
I sure want to do it some more. I love it."

	To be certain, she used her fingers to make her clit as exposed and erect
as possible and asked again, "Do you like my clitty? Most girls don't have
one anywhere near this big. I get teased about it a lot."

	"They don't?" 'Denise' responded, with as sad a looking face as Margie had
ever seen. He looked like a little boy that had been told his dog had been
run over.

	She smiled down at him and stoked the side of his face. Looking over her
shoulder again, Margie grinned and said to Connie, "You were right." Then
she added, "I'm ready when you are."

	The sorrowful look on Denise's face was not faked for Margie's benefit. He
thought Margie's pussy to be the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Of
course he was more than a little prejudiced, but still the same, he loved it
like he loved everything else about her. Like the other members of the 'geek
group' at school, he had no experiences with women to judge Margie against
and when he'd seen that big clit of hers just begging to be sucked on, he
was sure that was the reason some guys liked eating pussy so much. So it had
been a terrible disappointment to him to hear her say that not all girls had
a clit like that. To prove his sincerity, he pulled her forward and down and
took that mini-prick between his lips and sucked as hard as he could. When
she nearly fainted, he thought he'd done something to hurt her and was
surprised when she begged him for more and told Connie to hurry.

	Then he felt Connie begin to fondle his prick, and having never worn a
prophylactic, had no idea what she was doing. If she wanted to play with his
dick, and Margie didn't mind, he sure wasn't going to stop her. He did try
to stop Margie when Connie called, "Ready," and Margie lifted up and away
from his face. He tried to pull her back, but she pushed his hands away,
telling him to wait. Then as she began to work her way backward on her
knees, he assumed she wanted to finish the blowjob she'd promised him. It
wasn't until she settled down on him and he felt the warmth of her vagina
encase him, that he realized her true intent.

	Neither of them were virgins any longer.

	It took them a while to establish a rhythm. When she would raise herself
up, he'd thrust up too, hoping to stay firmly inside her. A couple of times
they got their wires crossed as to who was supposed to be directing the
event and Denise would slip out. When that happened, Connie was there,
waiting to lend a hand and guide him back in. They were still fucking like
the amateurs they really were, sometimes in synch, but most often not, when
Dennis let go with a stupendous pent up climax. He pulled Margie down on top
of him; nearly crushing her in his arms, forcing her to be nearly motionless
while his spasms subsided.

	After 'Denise' kissed her and smeared what little was left of both their
lipstick, he released his grip on her. Margie sat back upright with Denise's
cock still embedded. She didn't want to ever let it out, but she was afraid
if she waited too long, the sperm filled condom might slip off inside her
and the contents would leak. That had happened to Connie one time and had
scared her to death, to say nothing of the embarrassment involved when she
and Jon had fished around in her vagina trying to get the missing rubber out
before a tragedy occurred. It had been laughable later, but they'd both been
scared shitless when it happened. Not wanting to chance a similar adventure,
Margie let Denise's cock slide out. Then she laid beside him so they could
cuddle and enjoy the afterglow of their first time sex.

	Connie was still sitting on the edge of the bed watching. When she saw
Denise's prick shrink inside it's latex housing, she carefully pulled the
rubber off and held it up. "I'm surprised he didn't blow the end out of this
thing," she quipped, looking at the amount of cum inside. Her boyfriend Jon
had never filled one that full.

	Margie looked at the rubber and the creamy white fluid inside. Then she
rose up on an elbow to see Denise's cock, all wet and shiny with the same
juice and quickly slid down in the bed to where she could take that
jism-coated cock in her mouth. Cum, she decided, tastes like nothing else
and she completely understood why 'Denise' enjoyed it too.

	That also gave her an idea. Turning to Connie, who still had the used
rubber in her hand, like it was a trophy, she said, "Give it to 'Denise'.
I'll bet she'll love it."

	'Denise' did. As Connie squeezed the jism from the rubber, Dennis caught
every drop on his tongue and then attempted to put his tongue in the used
rubber.

	"Damn, he really likes this stuff," Connie commented. But instead of
replying to the obvious, the two began to kiss and cuddle once again,
enjoying the flavor of fresh cum on each other's breaths.

	On Margie's dresser, in a frame Margie had picked out herself some years
back, there was a picture of her parents with their arms around each other.
Margie's eyes fell on the picture momentarily and a thought flashed through
Margie's mind. Would her mother ever do anything as wicked and depraved as
she'd just done - licking the cum off a cock that had just been inside her?
Never in a million years, she decided. Her parents were both forty years old
and probably didn't even have sex any more. It was too bad people from her
parents generation had never tried oral sex. Margie thought it was
fantastic!

	"Congratulations," Connie told Margie when Margie looked her way.

	"Thanks," Margie told her. "I couldn't have done it without your help."

	Connie knew she was joking but told her, "Oh hell yes you could have. This
guy is so crazy over you - you didn't need my help at all."

	Margie turned back to Denise. When they were once again nose-to-nose, she
asked, "Is my sissy really crazy over me?"

	He fought the impulse to deny being a sissy. Considering all he'd done, it
would have been a joke if he had. And besides, while the title sounded bad
to a young man, being a sissy, especially Margie's sissy, felt good. Damn
good! And he WAS crazy about her. The makeup he still had on was evidence of
that. So by way of reply, he simply said, "Very," and them moved down
slightly so he could suckle her closest nipple, adding emphasis to his
answer.

	Margie stroked the back of Denise's head with one hand and used the other
to hold the tit that Denise left open, pointing it in Connie's direction.
The offer was obvious and Connie quickly and quietly accepted, officially
joining the pair. 'Denise' smiled at Connie as she took up her position
across from him and watched to see if she did anything different than what
he was doing. He didn't know how often the two girls had been together
sexually, but he was sure it was often enough that Connie knew exactly what
Margie liked. So he followed her lead. When she sucked, he sucked. When she
licked he licked. Within a couple of minutes of their combined suckling,
they had Margie flopping around on the bed like a fish out of water.

	Then Connie told him, "Give her your cock to suck while I eat her and then
we'll trade."

	Denise couldn't have asked for a better first fuck than what he had before
him. He still wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not. It felt way too good,
too real, to be a dream. But he didn't care. Either way he intended to enjoy
it to the fullest and again followed Connie's lead. He noticed that Connie
sucked on Margie's 'clitty' just as he had done. Then Margie grabbed his
'clitty' and he wondered that she hadn't pulled it off in her insistency. He
thought Margie had the face of an angel, but there was nothing angelic about
the way she went after the next load of cum he could already feel boiling up
inside him.

	She seemed to sense he was getting too close too quick and she was the one
to tell him and Connie, "Y'all swap now."

	With Connie straddling Margie's face and Denise between her legs, Margie
set about pleasing her long time friend and sex partner. Neither of the
girls saw anything wrong in the passion they often shared. In fact, Connie,
who usually told her priest about her romps in the hay with Jon, had never
mentioned Margie to him. As she understood the message the nuns had given
her, pre-marital sex was a sin. But since two women couldn't marry anyway,
she decided that what she and Margie did together couldn't be considered
pre-marital sex and the nuns had never mentioned that. And if that business
of getting 'tingly' was a sin, then the nuns had better go study some of the
biology they were teaching.

	Margie pushed Connie up off her mouth for a moment to ask between gasps and
sighs, "How . . . . ohh . . . . many are . . . .uhh, oh . . . in a package?"

	"There's four left," Connie told her, smiling at her friend. "Are you
already ready again?" It was a dumb question or Margie wouldn't have asked
about the quantity of condoms in the package Connie had given her.

	When Margie grinned, grunted, and nodded, Connie swung off her and told
'Denise', "Okay lover boy. You're up to bat again and this time you're on
top. Get up on your knees a minute so I can put another condom on you."

	By noon the following day, the package of condoms was used up and so was
Dennis. He'd fucked Margie three times, Connie once, and jacked off into the
fifth rubber for the girls entertainment. In addition, he'd eaten both girls
several times and they'd both sucked his cock and let him taste their pee.
They'd soaked the sheets with piss and had been in and out of diapers so
often he couldn't count. The whole armload that Connie had brought was gone.
He could have stayed later, had they known for sure that Margie's parents
wouldn't be home until dark. But they wanted to play it safe and get Dennis
out of the house while Connie's parents were gone to late mass and their
usual Sunday dinner at a local cafeteria.

	Dennis had to settle for Margie's assurances that he'd have many more
chances to make love to her and dress as 'Denise' if he wanted and that
they'd find a way for them to all wear diapers again too.

				         *   *   *

	It might have come as quite a shock to Margie had she known why her parents
were running late. They'd dropped off Margie's brother on Friday and then
spent Friday, Saturday, and most of Sunday visiting with some friends they
hadn't seen in over a year. At the same time that Margie was kissing her
sissy lover goodbye, Estelle Bradley was kissing the head of Joe Turner's
big dick. And while Margie and Connie were cleaning up and taking the wet
sheets off the bed and looking for a place to hide the plastic sheet Dennis
had brought, her mother was in the throes of climax as she sucked down Joe's
cum. Joe's wife Meg didn't mind at all, as she was more than happy to be
buried face deep in Estelle's dripping pussy, bringing her old friend to a
roaring climax. Buddy Bradley didn't mind that his wife was sucking another
mans cock since he had his cock buried to the balls in Meg's pussy. It was
just one of many combinations the two couples had enjoyed that weekend.

	There'd been a brief moment on Saturday night when the foursome had taken a
break and were lounging naked in their friends living room, when Estelle had
turned to Buddy, for some reason thinking about their daughter, and asked,
"Do you think Margie will grow up to enjoy sex as much as we do?"

	"Probably," Joe conceded. "But not until she'd older. All kids know how to
do today is fuck. We were lucky to be her age back in the 70's when it was
different."




This is the end of the series, "Art". To read another story involving Dennis
and Margie, read, "How Wet Can You Get".

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