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Archive-title: Beautiful Imbecile, The





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.



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