Meet The Piffles

Howie Long

Howie steadily increased his pace as Belle verbally urged him on, soon he was pistoning in and out of his wife and he felt his balls tighten as his orgasm neared.Desperately Howie screwed his eyes up and conjured a mental picture of Madelaine Allbright in an effort to delay his climax till Belle had cum.

"Haaaaarder...faaaaaaaster." Belle screamed into the street.

"Spank it harder...ohhh yesss..yessss."

Howie felt Belles muscles contract around his cock and he gratefully dismissed the picture of Ms Allbright from his head and opened his eyes, only to be met by the equally gruesome sight of Mr Burns peering down from the hill behind the Piffles house.In one hand he held his dogs lead in the other he held his dick, which he was furiosly jerking off.


"Nooooooooo!!" Howie screamed.

"Ohhhh...yessss....babeeeeee" Belle answered, feeling Howies cum boiling into her.
 
Gracie

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Isobel3.jpgGracie could hear Georgie snoring even before she opened the bedroom door to let herself in. A sliver of moonlight crept through a chink in the drapes, enough so that she was able to watch her husband as he slept.

She sighed deeply wondering what it would take to spark Georgie up a bit. Dana's suggestion had some merit. Even George used to like a BJ now and again. Lately though, it seemed nothing she did aroused him.

Wait a minute! Gracie had a scathingly brilliant idea. She had read somewhere about this little trick... She let herself out of the room and ran downstairs to the kitchen. Fumbling through the drawers, she found what she was looking for. This was sure to do the trick!

Taking the steps two at a time, she let herself back into the bedroom and gently pulled back the quilt covering her husband. She let her clothes slip to the floor and climbed onto the bed. Georgie barely stirred when she opened his pajama bottoms. Gracie smiled. Her man could sleep through just about anything... but he wouldn't be able to sleep through this!!

Hang on, baby... You're in for the treat of your life, she thought to herself proudly. Gracie tore open the small packet and poured the contents into her mouth as she lowered her head toward his flaccid member. Parting her lips, she slid them downward, enveloping him.

She felt him begin to stir as the Pop Rocks began to explode in her mouth. Oh, yes! This was going to do the trick!
 
BRAD

Brad watched Fifi leave looking for Heidi. He raced down the stairs himself but she was nowhere in sight. Brad moped around the house for a while, eventually he watched an old episode of Buffy.

Feeling tired yet strangely aroused (Sarah Michelle Geller - Mmm) he made his way up to his room. He came in just in time to see Fifi in his bed moaning -

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhhhh...," giggle. "Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhhhh Braaaaaaaaad."

What the hell? He silently walked over to her. He meant only to rouse Fifi and chase her away. Her words though echoed in his head. Fate had delivered an opportunity, who was he to say no? Brad slowly peeled back the covers as his jaw dropped. The purple lace panties and bra made his head spin. She was soooo beautiful! His hand dropped to his hard cock as he stared without thinking he said out loud -

"Holy Moley"

Fifi's eyes opened. He was caught red handed !
 
Dana in the Cafe with "Dad"

Dad looks really strange. He's face is a twisted up in an awful grimace of anger or like he had to go do the number two really really bad but couldn't. He acts like he doesn't even know me and walk right by without saying a word.

“Dad! What are you doing here? And where’s Mom?”

All thoughts of Erik and spending the next day with him vanish out of my mind as Dad whirls around to face me. His face is really really red and rivelts of sweat just poor down in irregular streaks. Just as he goes to grab my arm, a big bead of sweat plops down his eyebrow and straight into his eye! Dad bellows out a profanities as he furiously rubs his face clear with his shirt tails.

I can't believe this is Dad! He's usually so quiet and withdrawn. He would never--

Dad growls, "Come here--" grabs my arm really hard and starts to drag me out of the cafe.

"D-ddaad!!! What are you doing?!? That HURTS!" I try to pull free but astonishingly, Dad's grip grows even stronger. "What's the matter? Dad? Daaaaaaad?"
 
Fifi

Catching Brad with his cock in his hand and uttering under his breath Fifi smiled and said, "Holy Moley is right!" Then Fifi giggled as she realized this thin young man had a huge cock. "Or maybe that’s Holy Poley!"

Laying there in her purple undies and bra, with Brad dumb struck with his dick in one hand and holding the blanket off Fifi’s luscious curves with the other, "So Bradley…what brings you to my bed?" Fifi immediately starts fluttering her eyelashes, a habit deeply ingrained from years of playing the femme fatale for the men. And she might be a blonde but she wasn’t dumb enough not to notice any man with a raging hard on.
 
George

He is 18 again and it's his last night at Boarding School.

Someone is waking him up.

"Who??"

"Shhh! Georgie!" says a female voice.

"Nursie?" He opens his eyes and see it's the School Nurse, a fifty five year old stout woman with huge knockers and thick thighs.

"W-what are you doing?" he whimpers, his eyes popping out as he sees what she's wearing. Instead of her nurse's uniform, it is a black leather bodice with thigh-high boots.

"Shhh! Nursie wants to give you some enjoyment." she groans as she rips off his sheets followed by his pyjamas. He then just lays there as she goes to work on him with her mouth, hands, whip and dildo.

An hour later, she slowly pulls herself off his deflating erection after both of them have shuddered through yet another orgasm.

"That was good, Georgie. Now because you have been such a good boy, Nursie want to do something special."

He watches her as she pulls out a packet of Pop Rocks and pours it into her mouth. Then she leans over and limp penis into her mouth. He gasps as he feels the Rocks popping around his cock.

"Oh Nursie!!!" he cries out.


"Oh Nursie!!!" he cries out in his sleep, unaware that his wife is in the room with him...
 
George

"Come here!" He growls as he grabs her and starts dragging her outside.

"D-ddaad!!! What are you doing?!? That HURTS!" she cries out as she tries to break free. Panicking that she will get free, he just strengthens his grip.

"What's the matter? Dad? Daaaaaaad?"

Her shouting brings him to his senses.

Of course, she thinks I am him. Can't afford to make her suspicious. Not now! Not now I'm so close.

Wiping his sweaty face again, he lets go.

"Err.. Sorry, baby. Didn't mean to hurt you. It's just that you caught me by surprise. Isn't it a bit late for you to be out?"

That's it, George. Just make her think you are her concerned Daddy...
 
Dana

I rub my muscles with my free hand to regain feeling in my arm. "Ow, Dad! That really hurt! I didn't know you were that strong..." I finally notice that he was asking me a question. "Oh, oh, well, you know how the house gets really crowded when Uncle Paulie comes into town." I shrug, "I just wanted to get some free air and get out of the house after that crazy dinner."

I peer curiously at Dad. He looks really really nervous about something, small rivers of sweat just keeps raining down his face and an odd twitch in his right cheek jumps erratically up and down...

His voice brings me out of my observation, "--that no good shifty looking blonde?" I blink.

What in the world is he talking about?

"The tall muscled jock guy you were talking to in the cafe. Did you sneak out to see him tonight?" Dad asks sharply.

"Who?" A wild blush crawls up my golden neck and rises all the way up to my hairline. "OH! Uhmmmm...well....no, I er, ran into Erik. Don't you remember? Erik and his sister have a massage place that they run. I.. uhmm.. I was talking about my appointment tommorrow . It's free." Trying to lighten up the weird outer limits atmosphere, I say teasingly, "Ya know, I love freebies! Gotta take them while their...well...while--uhm, ya know." I sigh at the look of revulsion and anger that starts to infest Dad's face. "I-I guess that's not funny..."
 
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Fifi

Brad seemed in shock, unable to move as his mouth gaped open and his wide eyes feasted upon Fifi’s almost naked body. Fifi giggled. "Brad, you look a little like you are in shock. I heard that shock victims need to be kept warm under blankets. You’d better take your clothes off and climb under the blankets with me. I’ll nurse you back to health." Fifi slid over to make room for Brad in the bed. Someone had to save the boy from himself.
 
BRAD

Brad climbed in, temporarily his vocal chords were paralysed, Fifi was slender (except for her prodigious chest) and much, much shorter without her heels on. The heat from her body seemed to radiate on him, his cock was like a flagpole. Brad was unable to keep it from poking her, finally he gave up and let it throb on top of her stomach as he lay on his side.

His face was just inches from hers, Fifi had such an inviting mouth and those full lips hovered just past his own. It was all he could do to not roll over on her. Still he was scared and unsure of what to do next. If anything was to happen, he needed her to lead. He looked at Fifi with wide eyes, and said -

"I.......I...you are so beautiful. Are.....you.......really here for me?"
 
Fifi...begins to initiate Brad

Fifi giggled at Brad's question. "I'm here for Paulie Silly! But he's not here and you are. So while you and I are here, I am happy to show you mine if you show me yours."

Fifi took Brad's hands and guided them to the front closure on her bra. "Go ahead, open it." He fumbled with the clasp and Fifi helped him twist it until it popped open easily. His trembling fingers finally eased the cups off her breasts. "Ohhhhh man!!!" he squawked. He stared at her white globes, with the quickly growing nubs.

"Go ahead Brad, touch 'em. Taste 'em. Squeeze 'em." I looked past Brad to where Dolly laid on the carpet looking up at me. "Dolly wolly you bad little girl. Go on...cover your eyes. COVER."

Dolly the dog, lifted her paws and put them over her closed eyes as she lay on her tummy on the carpet.

"And no peeking!" Brad looked over his shoulder, a bit distracted by the exchange between the owner and her dog, but remained quiet. Suddenly, Fifi, closed her hand around his hardened cock and squeezed tightly. "See Brad," she giggled. "I get to return every touch, taste and squeeze. And you don't have to worry about Dolly...she's a good girl and won't peek."
 
Mr Burns

Watching the Longs orgasming brought on his own. With a dry cackle, he started shooting through the large hole in their fence, spraying Howie Long's prized marrows with his sticky seed. Then, just as he continued to bathe the plants with his special liquid, he and the rest of the garden was bathed in a harsh white light. Realising he could be seen, he quickly zipped up his still spurting member and hobbled away as quickly as he could.
 
George

The kid is starting to get on his nerves.

"I-I guess that's not funny..." she says.

"No!" he retorts, his annoyance showing.

How does he put up with a brat like that?

Be careful! You don't want her to suspect that there's anything wrong!

He eyes the guy that Dana was with who is still sitting in the cafe. Taking out his grimy handkerchief, he wipes his brow.

He still needs to make that phone call.

"Listen, kid. I gotta go. Just enjoy yourself but remember, don't tell Mom that you saw me. She wouldn't understand."

"Dad? You okay?"

His eyes narrow for a moment.

Don't blow it, George.

"Yeah, kid. Just wanted to get out of the madhouse myself. Now remember, you haven't seen me. Besides, I don't think she would understand if she found out that you were snucking out to see that German guy."

He then turns and makes for a phone box...
 
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Gracie

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Isobel3.jpg"Oh Nursie!!!" George cried out as he thrust himself further into her mouth. Gracie paused, Pop Rocks bursting with flair. Thank you Lord. He thinks it's the Fourth of July!

She wondered how Georgie got the idea that she was "playing nurse", but she didn't care. If "Nursie" is what turned him on, then "Nursie" he would get. Why hadn't she thought of this before?? Oh.. the possibilities here were almost endless.

Ding dong!!

Gracie stiffened at the sound as Georgie continued to moan. She prayed for someone to answer the door.

Ding dong!!

"Ohhhhhhh... Nursie!!" George cried out again. "Feels sooooo good!"

Ding dong!! Ding dong!!!

More urgently this time. Who the hell could be at the door at this hour?

Gracie hated to stop what she was doing, but knew that she should answer the door. What if it's the police or something? She knew Dana was still out and Brad... Well, she didn't know.

Sighing, she let Georgie's erection slide from her mouth. He mumbled and rolled over as she slipped on her robe and went downstairs to answer the door.

"Who is it?" she asked, trying to look through the peep hole.

"Candy gram!"

"CANDY GRAM???" She couldn't be hearing that right. Gracie pulled the door open.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

"It's Grandy, ma'am. I'm the new neighborhood watch. Just wanted to introduce myself."

This is what she left Georgie upstairs and all excited for? Oh, brother. This guy needs a day job.

Gracie smiled her sunniest smile. "Hello, Grandy. Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee and a donut?"

"No thank you ma'am. I'm not a cop. Just the neighborhood watch." Grandy said with a grin and a tip of his cap. "Well, most likely I'll be seeing you around."

"Looking forward to it," Gracie said as she closed the door and ran back toward her bedroom, taking the steps two at a time.
 
Dana

What in the world was THAT all about? Dad's acting so weird! I-

"DAAAAAAA-NA! Hey! Can you hear me?"

"Who? Oh! Hi, Kate! What are you doing? Thought you said you're gonna go on a date tonight?"

Kate makes a face. "Yeah, well that was a total waste of time! I swear!" She tosses her head back dramatically and pretends to hang herself. "If I ever say something bout going on a blind date again, just SHOOT me. Okay?"

I laugh at Kate's expression and swear to kill her on the spot if she ever gets desparate enough to go on another blind date. "So did anything interesting happen?"

Kate's vivid eyes fill with laughter. "Weeeeeeeeeeell, I did play a few tricks on the poor guy. His name is Tom. Wait, Tim. Er...maybe Jim? Jon? Tom? Yeah! It must be Tom!"

"God, you can't even remember his name? How long did you stay with him on the date?"

Kate makes a gag motion with her index finger and rolls her eyes. "Waaaaaaaaaaay too long! Hey, treat me to my favorite cafe mocha and I'll tell you all about Mr. WRONG with a capital W."

I laugh and agree. As we're entering the cafe, Kate notices Erik sitting inside. "Hey, there's the man of your dreams! Have you talked to him?"

"Yeah, I actually talked to him for a little while. I have a free massage appointment with him tommorrow." I sigh with gusto! "Can you imagine those big large hands rubbing oil into every inch of your skin?"

Kate gives a low piercing whistle. "Can I have him? Huh huh? He has such a nice body... though I could live without his accent!"

Grinning, I shake my head and pull her into the cafe. "Come on! I'll get you that drink and you tell me bout your date from hell!"
 
BRAD

When Brad popped the clasp on Fifi's bra, he almost came right then. Ohh, man they are so big and beautiful and white and .... He heard Fifi talking, she told him to go ahead and do what he wanted. YES, YES . When Fifi touched him he knew he couldn't hold back, Ahh ahhh he came all over her hand and stomach! He grabbed his T shirt and wiped it all clean.

"Oh sorry , sorry it doesn't matter I....I'll be ready again in a flash...see?"

Fifi never let him go, already Brad was getting hard again! The joys of youth!

Brad reached up and grabbed her breast a little too hard gauging from her reaction. He lightened up some. Her nipple was huge, but getting smaller and harder with every passing second. He rolled her nub end between his fingers as Fifi arched her back in pleasure. Now he was getting somewhere! Brad leaned down and took her other breast fully in his mouth, sucking eagerly. He was finally getting some. He wanted Fifi to suck him in return so much.

He couldn't believe how Dolly just laid there in the corner with her paws over her eyes, man what a family! Brad reached between Fifi's legs, and was both shocked and pleased by her wetness, a wetness he didn't yet know how to satisfy....
 
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Paulie was used to FiFi's outbursts by now and also her innate ability to snafu the van.
With a shrug he rolled up his sleeves, pulled out a screw driver and tinkered it back into coughing life.
Settling his generous frame into the seat he put it in gear and headed back towards the Piffles driveway.
He looked at his watch and realised that he and FiFi were going to be late. He only hoped she'd be finished with young Brad by the time he got there.
What a lucky boy he was....
 
George

"He's good, ain't he?" comments one man.

"Shhhh!" hisses another.

George says nothing as he and his two 'associates' crouch hidden in the Piffles' backyard listening to Gracie Piffle talking to 'associate' number 3 posing as the Neighbourhood Watch.

"Okay, George. The coast is clear. Now we can do the switcharoo with your brother." Says the second man, the boss of the group.

"Alright." sighs George, wiping his sweaty brow. "But I dunno why I have to do this. Why can't we just bump the bastard off?"

"Because friends of Little Joe wants to know what your brother's involved with at work and your taking his place is the best way of finding out."

He still can't believe that his boring twin brother would be involved in anything at all let alone something that would interest friends of Little Joe.

The other 'associate', who had since gone up a ladder that he had leant against the side of the house, is rapidly coming down again.

"What's wrong?" ask the boss.

"Wrong room! But you should see the couple in there. Going at it like rabbits."

"Arn, we ain't got time to gorp. Get up to Piffles' bedroom and grab the old man before his wife goes back in."

"Okay, Boss!" and with the ladder quickly moved, the man quickly scoots up ladder. A few minutes later, he comes down with a large bundle.

"Is he dead?" asks George, hopefully.

"No, George. Little Joe wants him alive for the time being. Just in case you understand." But seeing George's face drop (even though it's dark) quickly adds, "But do the job right and Little Joe says we will handle your brother. No bother."

George feels a little encouraged. It will be worth it if it means getting rid of his brother.

"I took his 'jarmers off, Boss. Weren't a pretty sight."

"I can imagine. Okay, George. Strip!"

"What?"

"Strip and get up there before your 'wife' does." growls the boss.

Having no choice, he quickly strips off his clothes before streaking up the ladder to his brother's bedroom.

"That's not a pretty sight either, Boss." comments the man with the unconscious George.

"Remember, George. Grandy will be in contact." hisses the boss before George closes the window. Just in time to hear his wife coming up the stairs.

Panicking, he dives into the bed...
 
Gracie

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Isobel3.jpgGracie let herself back into the bedroom, taking a minute for her eyes to adjust to the darkness as she let her robe slip off her shoulders to the floor.

Moving toward the bed, she stops suddenly. Georgie is awake and sitting up. GRINNING!! That nursie fantasy really did the trick! Gracie can't help wondering if that Fischer Price Doctor's Kit that she had bought Dana when she was little was still around somewhere.

"Gracie... " Georgie whispers huskily as he turns back the sheet revealing...

Oh my God!! Gracie didn't think she had ever seen her husband so... BIG!! And it wasn't even a holiday!

She hurried onto the bed and straddled Georgie's lap. "Why Mr. Piffle. You seem to have a swelling," she whispered in her best nursie voice.
 
George

As he hears Gracie on the other side of the door, he suddenly realises the position he's in. Here he, George Piffle, is. In bed and waiting for his "wife" to join in. The thought of finally being in bed with a woman for the first time in fifteen years makes him hard instantly.

And was he hard!

He could feel his erection straining under the sheets.

Maybe it is a good idea taking his place after all!

The door opens and his sister-in-law steps and instantly disrobes, revealing her naked body.

George licks his lips feverishly as he quickly takes in her pale body in the moonlight. His erection extending another good inch.

"Gracie..." He gasps as he quickly pulls back the sheet. Watching her eyes bulge as she takes in his endowment.

I wonder if he can give her something like this?

And before he knows what is happening, Gracie is on top of him, whispering into his ear.

"Why Mr. Piffle. You seem to have a swelling."

"Yeah! Whatcha going to do about it?" he rasps, his hands roughly grabbing her boobs.

Uuuuhhh!!! The first naked tits in fifteen years! FIFTEEN YEARS!!!.

His hands are all over them like a starving man who has just found his first doughnut...
 
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Gracie

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Isobel3.jpg"Ohh, Georgie... " Gracie can hardly believe her luck as he cups her breasts and brings his mouth down to suckle the nipples that have already stiffened at his touch. She couldn't remember the last time Georgie had taken the time to do that.

She could feel his erection standing proudly at attention between them, bobbing against her belly. Gracie placed her fingertip on the swollen head, feeling the drops of precum gathered there. Georgie moaned loudly as her fingers circled his girth, stroking him gently.

"Gracie... No... " George's voice was strained as he tried to take her hand away. She paused, hoping he had not come back to his senses. Think fast! Nursie! Play nursie!

"Mr. Piffle, there is only one way to get that swelling down," she murmured. "Let nursie show you how." She began to raise herself up... and up... Gracie had never had to lift this high before!

"Come to nursie, big boy. And you are a big boy."

George's eyes were filled with desire. His mouth was all over her as he placed his hands on her hips, pulling her down onto his aching cock.

Gracie's eyes opened wide as she felt her inner walls spreading to encompass his girth. "Ohhhh... Geor... Mr. Piffle!" she cried out vaguely wondering if someone had slipped her husband some Viagra. And if they did? Shut up Gracie and enjoy it.

"God baby, you're so... BIG!!"
 
Fifi

Brad’s eager mouth excited Fifi…a lot. She could feel her nipple being tugged deeper into his mouth with each new suck. She arched her back, enjoying his virgin’s exuberance. She slowly stroked his cock in her hand again, feeling the life come back into it quickly although he had cum already once. She giggled to herself, and Brad just ignored her and kept sucking as his hand wandered between her legs. She opened easily and she knew he felt her wetness.

"Slide your finger between my swollen lips and explore the treasures hidden there Brad," she croaked hoarsely. And he did tentatively, slipping easily down her slit. His fingers rapidly passed over her clit. "Ohhhhhhhhh yesssss!" Fifi encouraged as his fingers flew past her nubbin. His fingers explored the entrance to her womb, pressing just the finger tip into the hole. Fifi pressed her hips forward and his finger slipped deeper inside. At the same time, Fifi’s fingers continued to tease his hard erection, her fingers squeezing him tight as she stroked, her finger tips following the vein on the underside of his manhood with each stroke. She felt Brad’s shudder as he moaned loudly, "DOL-LY!"

Fifi laughed for she’d often been mixed up with her dog, perhaps it was the size of her chest that helped to confuse so many before Brad. But his ill-fated cry of the name Dolly had the little dog, jumping up from the corner, uncovering her eyes and barking in a high pitched yelp again and again as she bounded up onto the bed and landing right on top of Fifi’s hand holding Bradley’s cock. This time he yelled again, "FI-FI!!!!!!!!!!!!" as he clutched his hands over his just stomped on erection.

Fifi giggled and giggled. Brad looked at her in pain. Between laughing, Fifi pointed at the dog and said, "She is Dolly," and then her thumb poked at her own chest several times in a row as if to drive the point home, "I am Fifi! And now Dolly thinks you wish to play ball with her. I shall have to explain that it is me you wish to play ball with! Excuse me for a moment." With that, Fifi gathered the dog up in her arms, snuggling it against her naked boobs as she kissed it again and again.

"Now Dolly Wolly, it is Mommy Wommy’s turn to play ball. You must be a good girl and leave Mommy to play." Fifi deposited the dog outside the door. "Little children should not be in their Mommy’s bedroom at such times anyway. Now be a good little girl and go to sleep." She closed the door firmly, then turned around, grinning at Brad as she flounced back to the bed with her boobs bouncing. He just stared her with his mouth agape, "Now Brad-ley…where…were…we?" she asked as she scooted back on the bed and parting his knees and kneeling between his spread legs, dick still clutched in his own cupped palms. "Have you ever had a blow job Brad?" Her eyes held his as she waited for his answer. She also used the time to peel his own hands off his enormous erection one at a time.
 
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George

As soon as Gracie starts to slide tightly down on top of him, a trigger is pulled inside his brain.

Flashback: 2 years ago.

George Piffle was lying in bed in the Prison Hospital, barely alive thanks to an accident in the machine shop. Beside the bed were the Prison doctor and a man wearing a grey suit.

"So even if the man does live, he wouldn't be able to perform ever again?" Asked the Suit gravely.

The doctor nodded his head, also gravely. "The accident crushed his genitals. Not even the best surgeons in the world could save them."

"Maybe not, doctor.” Nodded the Suit. “What if I say that my organisation can rebuild him? To make him better than he was? Bigger, harder, stronger, more potent?"

"You mean...?"

"Yes, doctor." Said the Suit, dynamically. "We have the technology to build our first Viagronic Man."

And so the operation proceeded and a month later, a group of men including the Suit were seated in a small room looking through a 1-way mirror. On the other side was George, naked on a bed.

"You sure that it will work?" asked someone.

"We will see. We were looking for a solution in case a world war kills off almost all our men and all our sperm banks have been destroyed or contaminated. This, gentlemen, is the solution. Our Viagronic Man has the ability to impregnate every woman in America." The Suit replies.

The door to George’s room opened and in stepped a woman wearing a long robe. As soon as she disrobed herself, George reacted instantly. Immediately, he was sporting a huge erection, sticking up proudly.

“Not bad.” Commented one of the spectators.

George raised himself off the bed and let woman get on. Then he was on top of her, rubbing his erection between her legs.

“There’s a special gland in the top of his penis which when comes in contact with a woman’s vagina activates her arousal immediately. It also serves to keep her aroused. No woman is immune.”

Penetrating the woman, George started thrusting like mad (to the exultant cries of the woman), cumming 10 minutes later. But instead of stopping, he just continued.

“As you can see, he is multi-orgasmic. The body will go on until it thinks it has achieved its objective of impregnating the woman.” Says the Suit.

They watched as the couple continue to rut. An hour went by, then two, then three and then four.

“When does he finish?” after the fifth hour of continuous humping.

The Suit was worried as he watched George take the woman from behind. He could hear her whispering “More!”

“He should have stopped hours ago.” He replied

In the sixth hour, they decided to abort the experiment. But even a team of the strongest soldiers couldn’t pull them apart. The woman, though exhausted, still wanting more.

“One of Viagronic man’s abilities is that his penis swells up to the maximum in the vagina to block any leaking sperm.” The Suit said.

Only by knocking George out and letting his erection die naturally could they be separated.

One week later: The final verdict of the experiment came through.

“Incredible. Despite the woman being on the pill, he had made her pregnant though our specialists say that it is doubtful she will ever walk straight again. Plus it seems that she has become addicted to Mr Piffle’s erection. We believe it is the enhanced gland we have provided.” Reported the Suit.

“So the experiment is a failure?”

“I’m afraid so, sir. This technology is far too dangerous and has to be destroyed. We have already used hypnosis to block Piffle’s new abilities and memory of the accident/operation/experiment. But it does mean that he can never have sex again since it would reactive him.”

So, it was decided. George Piffle was to stay in prison for the rest of his life. But because of an administrator’s bungling, he was eventually let out and was now in bed with his sister-in-law.


His conditioning kicking in, he quickly swings her round so that she is underneath him as he starts to hump her powerfully, the erection starting to swell up to fit her properly. In the background, you could almost hear the theme tune of the Six Million Dollar Man playing…
 
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Dana in the Cafe with her friend Kate

Trying to be nice and cool, I try not to stare at Erik, and make my way up to the counter with Kate. As we're ordering our drinks, Erik stands up to leave. He sees me glancing his way and smiles at me. I smile back. With a casual wave, he leaves the cafe after dropping the money for his bill on the table.

I groan. Kate looks at me funny as she grabs our drinks. Then she notices who my eyes are following out the door. She rolls her eyes and pushes me with her elbow. "Come ON! Our usual booth in the back is free."

"Soooooooo, what's up with you and Erik? Have we made any progress?"

I scoot into the booth and sit with my legs stretched out on the seat. I sigh. "I dunno! Everything else in my life is going perfectly fine. School is good. The band is getting paid gigs. My voice is improving all the time. But I am sooooooo damn clueless when it comes to guys!"

Kate laughs at me! "So, still going to show up for your [I[free[/I] massage?" She wiggles her eyebrows at me. I blush. She leans in close across the plastic table and whispers, "Are you gonna do it?"

"Shhhhhhhhhh! What if someone hears you?!?"

She rolls her eyes again. "Like who? The place is practically empty! Answer my question! Are you going to give up your virginal state and join the rest of us harlots?"

I blush a firey red and give her a look to kill. I change the topic back to her and her disaster date. We talk for a couple of hours and laugh our butts off about the date and other things. Looking at the time, I notice how late it is and return home.

I lock up the house and check everything before heading up the stairs. Going down the hallway to my room, I hear voices and moans coming from Brad's room.

Ewwwwwww!!! That little twerp is having sex in there! YUCK! I SOOOOOOOOOO don't want to know!

Mom and Dad's room is right across the hall from mine. I hear muffled grunts and cries leak out. I grin. Hey! It must of worked! Go Mom go! I close my door quietly and head for bed. After a few minutes of trying to sleep without any results, I turn the radio on low to block out the sounds coming from all directions.

I must be the only virgin in the house now. I yawn and snuggle into my pillow a bit more. -ybe not for...
 
Gracie

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Isobel3.jpgGracie moaned loudly with the force of George plunging into her, the game of "Nursie" quickly forgotten. He moved hard and fast, almost desperately and she met his every thrust.

"Ohhh... Georgie," she cried out as he swung her legs up over his shoulders. "Give it to me, baby!"

Gracie couldn't believe her luck and was too aroused to question it. He hadn't been this amorous since the days in the back seat of his old Falcon.

Her breasts jounced back and forth as he continued to ram into her, groaning. "Gracie... You don't know how long I've wanted to fuck you like this."

Could that really be Georgie talking like that? Gracie wondered, but not for long as the first orgasm hit her.

"Ohhhhhhh... Georgieeeeeeeeee... I'm cummmmmmmming!!"
 
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