Lisa's feet at a time for him. She felt his big hands fondling her exposed, brown-haired cuntlips and fatty, white asscheeks for a moment and began whimpering again.
Standing back, Gene began to get his clothes off. He unbuttoned and removed his shirt; fat potbelly plopping out, and then unbuckled his 50" leather belt. "Alright Gene, whip out that shaft", Linda cheered as he pulled his trousers and shorts down with one tug.
A hush fell over the room, save for Lisa's whining, as we all stared at the dong hanging between his legs. I had never seen anything like it and looked at my pitiful little thing in envy.
Linda gazed in admiration, Margaret gaped at it in terror and Lisa stopped crying, frozen in absolute horror, knowing where Gene was going to stick it.
It wasn't super long, maybe about 9 inches, but, even hanging in its flaccid state between his legs, it had to be the thickest cock ever worn by a human being. Even limp, it was as big around as a beer can; a veinless, flesh-colored log capped with a head equally as big around. A deep, long cleft split the apple-sized head into two blunt, rounded halves already shiny with his pre-cum.
He reached down and gripped himself, beginning to jack this massive thing to attention. As he stroked himself, it began to stiffen and deepen in color. It didn't take him long to get completely hard, the smooth purple pole jutting straight out, not bending up like most men. "Let's get her ready", he mumbled and grabbed the red nylons off the floor. Ripping the legs from the panty part, he tied off each of Lisa's massive breasts, wrapping them near the base as Linda removed her hands. This kept them so tightly packed together they looked like a set of huge dull-red butt cheeks standing out from her chest.
Cinching the nylon tight, he said to Linda, "OK. I'll take her.
Get yourself ready fast. I'm startin' to get soft.". He grabbed
Lisa's arms and held her back as Linda began feverishly stripping down. Boots came off, but she left her socks on. Then the fat girl tugged her t-shirt over her head, revealing a nice little pair of knockers with small hard nipples nestled between fat upper arms.
"OK, hold her down.", Linda stammered as she started pulling her wranglers down over her wide ass. Gene grabbed a chair and forced
Lisa into a sitting position. Holding her arms locked around the backrest, he tied her wrists behind her with the remainder of the pantyhose. She struggled hard, knowing something was about to happen to her, but Gene finished the job by knotting her hair back around the chair post, locking her firmly in place.
As Linda's pants fell down to her ankles, Lisa's eyes bugged out.
She shook and wiggled violently, almost knocking the chair over in her attempt to get away, even though Gene leaned all of his weight on the backrest to hold it in place. I wondered, "Why is she fighting so hard? She know's it's useless. Besides, she must have seen other naked girls before.". But she continued fighting as if her life depended on it. Then I saw it and all of a sudden
I couldn't blame her for trying to get away.
Somewhere, in the back of my stunned mind, I remembered reading about this. Maybe it was in some medical book, but I didn't really believe it and I sure never thought I'd see it. But here it was, standing before me; a prime example of Kleinfelter's syndrome. Margaret gasped in fright, Diane turned away red-faced and I began rubbing myself again as we viewed the magnificent, yet revolting, specimen.
Through some freak accident of nature Linda had been born both male and female at the same time. Not a transvestite, not a phony she-male, but a true hermaphrodite with both sets of sexual organs fully developed. A thick, eight inch penis covered with bluish veins and a large pair of testicles hung between her chunky legs from a triangular blond bush. Her wide ass was flat and muscular like a man's, but she had that nice little pair of titties sitting up there. And, as she bent over to step out of her jeans, I could see a pair of smooth, pink vaginal lips in the space between her asshole and balls.
No wonder this girl was so screwed up. No wonder she had a weight problem. With all of the conflicting sexual urges boiling inside of her, it was a miracle she could lead anything close to a normal life. From the way she went after girls, the male drive must have become dominant, but I could see that the feminine urges were still working to some extent from the way she idolized Gene.
All of this was swirling around in my skull, trying to sort itself out, but I was too excited to think. Diane, forcing herself to look, began fingering herself with one hand. She was confused, but the sight of that thing growing out of Linda, out of a girl, made her flush with heat. Staring fixedly at it, she encircled my dick with her other fist and began making me hard again. Her mother, tied and helpless on the other desk, closed her eyes in digust at the degenerate display her young daughters and employees were putting on.
Jeff had taken Daphne face-down on the floor. Holding her down with a knee in her back, he wrenched her arms behind her and began tying the elbows and wrists together with strips of her shredded blouse. It looked like he was getting her ready for another hot session, but I was too busy watching the scene in front of me to care.
Lisa, like a cornered little deer, had gone beyond panic and sat meekly, now that they had her tamed, and awaited her fate. Linda, tongue hanging out, was visibly panting in anticipation. Her cock thickened on its own, slanting and jerking upward to about half staff. Moving up on the frightened girl, she slung a leg over each side of Lisa's chair, slurring something like, "Okay, okay, my little honey. I've wanted this for so long.".
Tied tightly to the chair post by her hair, Lisa's head was held immobile as the fat girl straddled her lap, the big female cock perfectly positioned level with her mouth. Gripping herself by the base, Linda commanded, "Open", and began pushing the head into
Lisa's plump, red lips. Recoiling in horror as the knob of flesh sunk into her small oral hole, Lisa clenched her teeth shut to keep out the invading organ. Linda tried to force it past the enamel wall, but gave up in frustration and slapped her savagely,
"Come on! Open it, bitch!".
She tried to put it in again, but Lisa was clenched shut in deathly fear. Linda slapped her again and again, until Gene grabbed her wrists, "Whoa! Take it easy, girl. We don't want to damage this pretty face. Let me do it.". Placing the fingers of his large hands along the undersides of Lisa's jaw, he dug his thumbs into the joints under her ears and began a hard massage. I could see despair creep into her eyes as he worked her clenched mandibles against each other, all the while pushing in with his thumbs. The jaws are the most powerful muscles in the human body, but Lisa's began to open against her will as Gene expertly applied pressure to the selected points along her neck. He continued to manipulate her until her teeth hung open inside her clenched lips.
He maintained his lock on her jaws while Linda positioned herself again and inserted the head into Lisa's rosebud lips. Gripping the top of the chair, she pushed in with her lard hips. Lisa tried to keep her mouth shut, but it was no contest this time.
With no teeth in the way, Linda's large flaccid rod slid in easily, parting Lisa's little lips wide open, completely filling the moist, red opening.
She pulled out almost all the way, then jerked her wide-body hips forward, stuffing it back in to the hilt and slamming her fat stomach into Lisa's face, "Next time I tell you to do something you do it, you little whore. Now suck my meat hard". Bending slightly at the knees for leverage, Linda began to rock her hips; smothering the helpless girl's face with each forward stroke. Her cock began to grow hard and thick with bluish veins standing out like quarter-inch cords on the ugly looking ramrod.
Relieving Gene, Linda took hold of Lisa's jaws to keep them sprung open and with increasingly hard strokes humped her hot little O, stretching the lips even wider. Lisa, arms and head tied back, offered no resistance as Linda's engorged male member moved against the soft sucking tissue of her inner cheeks. Plocking, squishy, wet sounds melted into my ears as saliva poured into her oral cavity, lubricating Linda's penis which was now stiff as a board. Diane's fist jacked my cock even faster now and her own fingers rubbed in tight little circles over her spongy pud.