Double Stuffed
Cindy Atherton
© Cindy Atherton 2012
The right of Cindy Atherton to be identified as the author of this book has been asserted in accordance the Copyrights, Designs and Patents Act 1988. Copying of this manuscript, in whole or in part, without the written permission of the author or his publisher is strictly prohibited.
All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
1. Summer Holidays
The day was just perfect as Lilly stood by the water’s edge, the bright summer sun rising high overhead, a single jewel set in the blue Austrian sky.
She had come here with her parents, holidaying in a small lodge at the foot of the Alps, not far from where they often visited ski resorts. This time, however, they had selected a beautiful spot in a more isolated place, away from Jochburg and Kaltenbach, and while walking on her own Lilly had descended to a delightful pool she had seen in the valley below which, it seemed, no one else ever visited.
In Winter, this spot would be covered in snow but now the valley had been transformed into a rich carpet of grasses and alpine flowers, and, removing her plimsoles, Lilly dabbled her small feet among the pads that floated on the calm surface of the water. The sun was burning above and, dressed in white leggings with a yellow top, she was beginning to feel extremely warm, her long, blonde-white hair falling over her shoulders and pushed back from her brow by her sunglasses.
She looked around. There was no-one to be seen at all in the valley, though in the distance she could just make out what looked like a small cottage. The water itself, a shining mirror broken by the occasional flower, looked extremely tempting, and she had thought to herself how lovely it would be.
For a few minutes, she dreamily considered the day’s possibilities. Then, standing, she quickly removed her leggings, placing them beside her shoes, and stripped out of her top so that she was standing in a little leopard-print bikini that she had worn with precisely this plan in mind.
Lilly was eighteen, enjoying a final summer with her parents before going to university, and she had changed greatly in the past few years since she really stopped being her daddy’s little girl. Her pert bottom had curved out at the top of slender thighs, and Lilly knew that plenty of the boys could not help but adore her large, D-cup breasts that deliciously bounced when she danced in clubs, attracting plenty of attention and knowing looks.
Today, however, the water was her immediate pleasure, and she gasped with delight as she slid into its cool embrace, dipping slowly among the flowers that were her namesake and swimming into the centre of the pool. Drifting on her back, feeling the gentle sensation of liquid flowing around her body and through her long hair, she lazily swam and floated, simply enjoying the peace of the day.
Suddenly aware that she was not alone, Lilly panicked for a moment and stood up in the pool. It was not particularly deep, coming to just beneath her rib cage and large, wet breasts. Raising her arms, she smoothed back her long hair and looked towards the shore where she had left her clothes.
Two young men were seated at the water’s edge, both about the same age as Lilly or perhaps a little older. One had short, ruddy-blond hair, tousled slightly, while the other was dark. Both were naked except for a pair of shorts: the darker haired boy was lightly muscled, his chest and arms a beautiful olive colour, while his stronger-looking blond companion had skin turned bronze by the summer sun.
“Hallo, junge Dame,” the blond boy called out. “Das Wasser sieht sehr schön!” His smile was broad and cheeky, and Lilly could see a glint in his blue eyes.
“Nicht so schön wie ihr,” responded the dark-haired youth. He was holding a stick in his hands, playing with it idly as he watched her, enjoying the pleasant view on such a glorious summer’s day.
“I’m sorry,” Lilly cried out, trying to remember her poor German. “What did you say? Sprechen Sie Englisch?”
“Oh,” the dark boy stood to his feet. He was easily over six foot tall, and Lilly felt a slightly strange sensation between her legs. “You are English?”
“Yes,” Lilly called back, blushing slightly as she saw the swelling in his shorts.
“Do you mind if we join you?” It was the blond boy’s turn to speak. Like his companion, he was much taller than Lilly herself and, like the dark youth, made her feel a little strange in a delightful way.
Lilly blushed more deeply. “Not at all,” she said. “I hope I’m not doing anything wrong swimming here.”
“Don’t worry,” said blondy, quickly stripping off. “We won’t tell anyone if you don’t.”
Both of them had now taken off their shorts and Lilly was shocked to see that both were entirely naked, but she had little chance to view anything else as they jumped into the water, whooping loudly as it splashed against their taut, muscular abdomens and chests.
They swam quickly over and the dark-haired boy reached her first, standing up so that he was facing her, the water reaching to his waist. Glancing down, Lilly could see his cock swaying beneath the surface and her face grew redder.
“What’s your name?” he asked. “I’m Hans and my friend is Friedrich, though we call him Freddy. He likes English girls very much.”
“Yes,” said Freddy, coming to a halt beside Hans and standing beside his companion. “I want to live in London. Do you come from there?”
She shook her head. “I’m Lilly. Very pleased to meet you.” Awkwardly, she extended her hand and, laughing, Hans and Freddy took it in turn.
“It is such a lovely day,” said Freddy. There was a naughty look on his face, and Lilly found herself attracted to his broad smile and dimpled cheeks. His light-coloured lashes flicked water away from his eyes and he reached up to stroke flat his wet hair, his torso swelling as he extended his broad chest.
“Yes it is,” she replied.
“But not as lovely as you,” Hans told her. “You look perfect.” His dark brown eyes were more intense than his friends, and Lilly knew that look. Strangely, as she glanced quickly at his olive skin, the nipples of his chest dripping ever so slightly and rivulets trickling down the muscles of his belly, she felt an odd sensation between her legs. Suddenly very conscious of herself, she placed a hand on the cleavage of her breast as though to hide it, but instead attracting the attention of the two boys to that precise spot.
“Isn’t she the sweetest thing?” asked Freddy, moving behind Lilly as his friend came closer to her. She was aware that Hans’s penis was thickening, rising, and her own breath became a little faster.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone so beautiful,” Hans replied.
Lilly bit her lip. She felt Freddy’s hand on her hair which made her jump. “I’m sorry,” he said quickly, and Hans looked concerned, suddenly pushing away.
“Please,” he told her. “Forgive him. He didn’t mean any harm.”
“It’s okay,” she said, suddenly impelled to move towards him. “No harm done... yet.” Hans’s slim face and dark red lips looked very inviting and, before she was even aware of what she was thinking, she had leant forward to kiss him, chastely, on those lips.
Now it was Hans’s turn to look surprised, but she heard Freddy laugh naughtily behind her. Coming closer, Freddy placed strong hands on her arms and gently moved them up towards her wet shoulders, then onto her back. Bringing them forward, he slid them into the top of her bikini, pushing the fabric away from her breasts, teasing it down so that they were let free, pink nipples erect against the darker skin of her aureoles.
She moaned slightly, her own hand moving beneath the water to Hans’s cock. “Oh god,” she sighed. “Oh god. How hard it is!”
Freddy was rubbing himself behind her now, and she could feel his penis rubbing against her bikini bottoms in the cleft between her buttocks. He was kissing her neck, her shoulders, smelling her hair. “Du riechst so gut, Liebchen,” he whispered into her ear, nibbling it gently, and Lilly felt herself begin to open, her vulva flowering in the summer pool.
Hans was now kissing her mouth as Freddy gently teased her breasts, his tongue entering between her lips and mingling with hers. She raised one hand to his head, pulling him closer and hungrily pressing her mouth into him. With her other, she grasped the shaft of his cock, feeling it throb and swell in her hands as she stroked along its length. “Oh mein Gott,” gasped Hans, pulling away for a moment, his face flushed and his eyes burning.
They led her to the shore, their erections hard and straining. Freddy pulled at the strings on each side of her bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the floor as Lilly lay backwards, her breasts falling to either side of her chest, her mouth gasping, face flushed. Spreading her legs, Freddy saw her pussy opening, the labia spreading beneath the clitoris, fine down sprinkled above.
“Wunderschön,” he sighed, bending forward and taking her clit gently between his teeth, teasing her so that she moaned and arched back her head. Moving down, the tip of his tongue slid into the folds of her vulva, tasting her salty sweetness as Hans kissed her breasts, taking the nipples of each teat into his mouth and sucking on her. One hand flailing softly along his body, Lilly finally, blindly, found his cock and began to frig it, pulling along the long prick towards the glans and then back towards the balls. “Come here, baby,” she said after a while. “Let me suck it.”
Hans shifted his position so that his loins lay alongside her head. Lying back down, she turned her neck and greedily opened her mouth so that she could take him inside her while Freddy licked and opened her pussy below. She was whimpering slightly as Hans began to fuck her mouth, moving in and out with little jerks. Her eyes were closed and she clenched her legs tightly around Freddy’s head as the first orgasm began to shake her limbs.
“Hey, Liebchen,” said Freddy when that orgasm had subsided. “Let’s try something else.”
His grin was cheeky as he placed his masculine hands beneath her buttocks, rotating her gently round. Realising what he wanted, and smiling in return, Lilly got onto her hands and knees. Her heavy bosom swung down and, delighted looks on their faces, Hans and Freddy moved into position at either side of her. As her head bobbed up and down on Hans’s cock, Freddy stared in wonder at her luscious behind. Her knees were slightly apart and her back arched slightly so that her naked buttocks thrust up into the air. Her pussy, slick and wet from her orgasm, was open, the lips flared and her pink hole beckoning his cock. Holding the head of his penis against her vulva, he felt her rock her hips, shimmying his prick so that it began to enter her eager vagina. His hands on her buttocks, pulling them apart so that he could see the pink, clean anus winking above where his shaft entered into her, he began to fuck her, hearing her groan as he slid deep inside her.
Taking Hans out of her mouth for a moment, she looked back at Freddy with hungry, sluttish eyes. “Fuck me, Freddy,” she moaned, watching him passionately as he bucked his hips back and forth, then she turned her attention back to Hans, gobbling him into her mouth.
“Was für eine Schlampe,” growled Freddy. At the other end, Hans was staring down intently, watching Lilly’s mouth and holding her head as she slipped him into her as far as she could take him, only an inch or two of the base of his shaft extruding from her lips as she choked on him, ravenous to suck as much down as she could.
Freddy was fucking more vigorously now, his muscular backside tensing as he entered her as deeply as possible. Lilly gave little gasps with each thrust, her buttocks juddering and her breasts swaying. Reaching beneath her, Hans began to pull gently on each sensitive nipple, and she rotated her head so that she could slide her red lips up and down his cock. Then she could give him no more attention, her head falling down and her face blushing a bright, violent red as Freddy came close to orgasm. Grabbing her hips now, he shot deep inside her, his handsome face fixed into a grimace of ecstasy, eyes closed tight, and Lilly howled as she came again in unison.
Freddy gently lowered himself onto his side, bringing Lilly down alongside him so that her buttocks where pressed into his crotch, his cock still filling her. Cupping her huge breasts, the nipples stiff and almost raw with excitement, he kissed her neck passionately as Hans moved closer, his own penis pointing towards her lips. She sucked him again, feeling the cock twitch as his sperm entered her mouth. Not letting him go, nor opening her mouth as he pumped into her, she savoured the bitter taste, her eyes watching him all the time as he forgot everything else on that summer’s day.
They stayed there for a little while stroking and playing with each other. As the afternoon sun blazed down upon them, Lilly raised her head, gazing over Freddy’s supple, beautiful hips.
“The water looks lovely,” she sighed, lifting her weary body and casting a naughty look back at the two boys lying beneath her. “First one there gets to fuck me.”
With a squeal she leaped up and ran towards the water, the taut muscles of her buttocks and thighs rippling as she fled over the grass, her large breasts bouncing freely without a care in the world while her hair, which had begun to dry out now, spread out on the wind. She flung herself into the water, gasping in shock as its cold liquid splashed against her abdomen and chest, invigorating her and bringing her completely back to life.
Hans had been quicker to his feet than Freddy, racing after her and almost catching up with her as she entered the water. Leaping in behind her, laughing loudly, he threw out his hands and tangled her with his arms, spinning her wet body round so that he could kiss her, fully and passionately on the lips.
As he did so, she saw Freddy circling round to a deeper edge of the lake. Bending his young, muscular body, he launched into the air, a blade of tanned flesh that cut into the water as he dived in before swimming across to the pair of them.
Lilly’s tongue was now exploring Hans’s mouth as he bent his head down to her, his breath sweet on her lips and his dark eyes glittering. With one hand he circled her narrow waist, holding her tightly and letting his fingers sink towards her firm buttocks, while with the other he held one of her large, beautiful tits, squeezing it gently. As his fingers sought out her nipple, pinching it, she gave a gasp of pleasure and drew back to look at his handsome, smiling face. She in turn dipped her hand beneath the water, grasping hold of his cock that was already starting to grow firm, rubbing fingers along its shaft in a fashion that made him groan.
Freddy had reached the now and he came behind Lilly, his own stiff erection pressing into her buttocks as he cuddled her from behind.
“Schöne, sehr schöne,” he murmured as he began to kiss her neck, lifting her wet hair and rubbing himself against her body.
Lilly herself moaned and, pulling herself free for a moment from Hans’s embrace, she turned her body slightly so that she could reach both hands beneath the waterline and grope his cock as well as that of his friends. Both erections were proud and large in her small hands, and she gave an evil grin of delight as she masturbated each of them in turn.