The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 07

"What time will she be in?" The small one asked.

"Not until after nine."

"We can't keep them here until then." The fat one said. He felt my breasts again then ran his hand down my stomach to my pubic hairs. "Still it looks like we have one each."

"What do you think." The small one said. "Shall we have a quick fuck then go?" He was pulling up Andy's dress, exposing her pubic hair.

The fat one's hand was between my legs prodding at the lips of my vagina.

"We'll have the Landlady first." The tall one said taking out his prick and rubbing against her cheeks and lips. "Bite me and I'll knock every tooth in your head out." He forced it against her lips and into her mouth. Andy gagged at first then seem to relax allowing him to move freely in and out.

"You're not being the first with all of them." The fat man said as his finger entered me. He was so rough I could have cried out.

The small was rubbing his prick over Linda's face, over her eyes, her nose, her lips.

The fat man had forced a second finger inside me. I tried to cry out but my gag blocked my sounds.

"Give me a hand with her." The tall one said taking his prick from Andy's mouth. The others went to him and undoing Andy's hands, helped to bend her over a heavy round table.

"You bastards." Andy cried out as the tall one pulled wide her bottom cheeks and rammed his prick inside her vagina. She tried to move but the other two held her pinned to the table by her arms and shoulders.

The tall one started slowly then increased his movements pulling at Andy's hips then forcing open her bottom cheeks to watch as he slid in and out of her. His movements became faster, more ragged then with a grunt he came. Pulling her back against him, hard.

He pulled from her. Putting his prick away he walked around the table to where the fat one was rubbing his prick against Andy's lips.

The small one moved around the table and took his place. First rubbing his prick up and down along Andy's slit before forcing it inside her.

He moved in short sharp movements. Quickening his pace all the time. Pulling and pushing at her hips. The fat one had his prick inside Andy's mouth and was trying to keep her head still while he moved in and out.

A sudden rush at the other end and the small one came. Standing rock still as he shot his load inside her.

"Do you want a go?" He asked the fat one as he pulled out of Andy.

"No." The fat one said pulling back from the table. "I want her."

They re-tied Andy then came for me. I was going to fight but then I thought that if they satisfied themselves on me they would leave Linda alone. I tried to indicate that I wanted to speak.

The tall one released my gag.

"Well?" He asked.

"You can do anything you want to me and I will do anything you want me to do just please don't touch my friend. I don't think she can take much more." Linda looked hysterical.

The fat one felt her breasts as he passed. Linda's eyes bulged.

"Leave her alone." The tall one said. "You heard what this one said. Perhaps she would like to come for a ride with us?"

"Anything you want." I said. "Just don't touch my friend."

"First I want your cunt." The fat one said. "Bend over the table."

Part three.

I lay in the boot of the car for what seemed like ages trying to consider my options. They were obviously going to try to rob Andy when the pub was closed and have some fun. I could imagine what sort of fun they had in mind. Andy was in her late thirties but had the body any twenty-year old would envy. Long blond hair. Full figure without any signs of fat. Breasts firm, on the odd occasion I managed to brush against them.

Her husband had run off with a previous student barmaid from the university. Apparently they had been having an affair for three years. This had left Andy with a seventeen-year old daughter in boarding school preparing for University and ten years to run on the tenancy of the pub.

I heard what I imagined was Andy's car driving off.

The car moved as somebody climbed out.

The boot was opened slightly.

"Don't make a sound or we'll see how far you bounce falling out of a car at seventy miles an hour.

The boot was shut.

It was getting cold. I had my Parka but only my jeans and a shirt on underneath. I heard a car pull up at the other side of the car park.

Somebody called my name. It was Jenny. She must of come back to look for me. I tried rocking the car from side to side to attract her attention as well as calling out. I stopped. I could hear nothing.

There were at least three of them waiting somewhere.

I had to get to Jenny. Let them have Andy. Not Jenny.

What was I lying on?

An old blanket underneath which was a pair of pliers, a wrench, spanners. Ah. A screwdriver.

I felt at the back of the car. The clasp for the boot was screwed into the frame of the car. I fitted blade of the screwdriver into the head of the first screw and turned. This was not a new car and I imagined that the screws had never needed to be undone since its day of manufacture.

Finally it turned, as did the others, eventually.

I pushed open the boot slowly and looked around. I was alone.

Keeping low I hurried across the car park to the windows of the pub. I could see through a gap in a pair of curtains. The bar was in darkness. Must be the lounge bar.

I slipped around the front of the pub and looked through a gap in some curtains into the public bar.

Jenny was walking towards, then bending over a round table holding her skirt high above her waist.

I caught a glimpse of her pubic hair.

A fat man wearing a stocking over his head was standing behind her, his erect prick in his hand. I saw him pull apart her ass cheeks and position his prick against one of her holes. I had to do something.

I did first thing that came to mind. I went to the front door, banged loudly upon it and cried out trying to deepen my voice.

"Open up. This is the police. We know you're in there."

I went back to my window. The fat man was standing upright stuffing his prick back into his trousers. I could see two others making their way through the back of the bar to where the kitchen and the back door lay. I went back to the door and banged and shouted again.

"Open up. It's the police."

I looked back through the window. Jenny was helping Andy to untie herself. I banged on the glass. She came to the curtain and saw me.

"Let me in quickly."

I could hear a car start around the back of the building.

The car came around the side of the building as Jenny opened the doors. I heard the car screech to a halt, as they must have seen me entering the building and no sign of a police car.

Jenny threw her arms around my neck.

I pushed her away.

"Not now." I said, "Bolt the door I'll get the back."

I ran through the bar bumping into tables and chairs. Through the kitchen. I heard the car pull up outside. Where was the back door?

Ah. There it was. I leapt at it and threw the bolts as a hand turned the handle.

"Let us in, you bastard." A voice came from the other side of the door.

"Fuck off." I shouted back.

I backed into the kitchen. I could hear shoulders being thrown against the door. It held. Looking at it I think it would hold up against an Elephant

All the ground floor windows had been screwed into there frames so there would be no way into the building that way.

I went back into the bar.

Jenny was holding Linda so I tried to put my arms around them both. Jenny kissed me. I kissed her back. Linda kissed me.

Andy came from behind the bar holding a sharp looking knife used for slicing lemons. She was crying and angry at the same time.

"They've ripped out the phone." She said. I put my arms around her. She stiffened at first then relaxed.

I could hear the back door splintering perhaps it wasn't that strong.

"Let's go upstairs." I suggested.

"Wait a minute." Jenny said.

"How do you set the alarms?" She asked Andy.

"From the office upstairs." She replied. "Of course. Hurry."

"Wait." I started to say. If they set the alarms with people in the building then they would ......... Of course.

A flight a stairs between the two bars led up to the first floor office and living accommodation.

There was a door at the top to give a modicum of privacy.

The back door gave way. I could hear them coming through the kitchen.

I was last to the top of the stairs. I shut the door behind me. There was no key. I sat with my back to the door and tried to gain some purchase from the carpet.

I could hear them coming up the stairs.

Linda sat with her back to the wall opposite me and placed the soles of her feet against mine. Both our knees were bent, legs apart. I could see her fanny lips opening and closing as the pressure began to build behind me and the door slowly opened pushing me towards her.

I could hear a ringing my ears. Not inside, from outside.

"I'll fucking have you for this." I heard a voice from the other side of the door. Then footsteps running down the stairs. I could hear glass smashing, then silence.

I let out a sigh and leaned back against the door. Her fanny starred back at me. I dragged my eyes away and looked at her face. She smiled. I couldn't help myself. I looked down at it again.

"They've gone." Jenny came out of the office with Andy. "Better cover up now Linda. I don't want Paul getting excited."

I looked up at her face again and our eyes locked for a couple of seconds.

I could hear bells and sirens coming closer.

We started downstairs to greet the police.

"What's that smell." Andy said.

I looked down at my crutch.

"We're on fire." Jenny yelled.

I could see smoke coming from under the door leading to the public bar, its panels seemed to glow, then bulge, then split. They must have been smashing spirit bottles and setting alight to the contents.

We backed up the stairs. Closing the door behind us.

"Is there a fire escape?" I asked.

"No." Andy coughed. "We not licenced as a hotel so there is no requirement."

Smoke was coming under the door.

"What's that room?"

I pointed to the far end of the corridor.

"My bedroom."

"Quickly."

I led the way.

"No." Andy called after me. "Don't go in."

Too late, I was in the room, followed by Jenny then Linda.

Standing on the bedside table was a long vibrator and a pot of Vaseline. Andy's handbag was on the floor so I picked it up and put it inside. I handed the bag to Andy.

"Don't worry." Jenny said. "We are not going to tell anybody."

I pulled the sheets from the bed and knotted them together.

"Shut the door." I said to Linda and opened the window.

About a twenty-foot drop. Survivable, but very sore without shoes. I tied one end of the sheets to the leg of the bed and dropped the other end out of the window. It still left about twelve feet. I pulled the sheets in.

"More sheets." I said to Andy.

She opened a cupboard and handed me two pink ones.

I quickly knotted them and dropped them out of the window.

Linda was closest.

"You first." I said.

She opened her mouth to speak.

"No time to argue." Jenny said.

I brought up the sheets and tied them around Linda.

"Don't look down, let yourself go and we'll lower you." I said helping her onto the window ledge.

Smoke was coming under the door.

Linda threw her arms around my neck and kissed me.

With three of us holding the sheets we lowered her. The sheets went slack.

I looked out of the window. Two policemen were helping Linda out of the sheets. I waved, they waved back. I pulled up the sheets.

It was hot.

"Andy next."

"No, Jenny." She said.

"I can lower Jenny by myself."

Andy climbed into the loop I'd tied in the sheets.

She sat on the window ledge. Kissed me. Jenny and I took the strain and lowered away.

She was heavier than Linda and got heavier. It felt as if my arms were being pulled from my sockets. Jenny was doing her best but she wasn't the strongest of people. At last the pressure eased and she was there.

I looked over the edge.

Andy was being helped away by a policeman who was wrapping a blanket around her shoulders. A sizeable crowd was gathering. No sign of a fire engine.

It was getting very hot.

"Over you go." I said to Jenny.

She sat on the ledge.

"Don't I get a kiss." Sweat was streaming down her face. Smoke was coming under the door. The panels were blistering.

I kissed her.

"Remember I love you." She said as swung her legs over the edge.

She never seemed this heavy before. I was getting cramps in my hands. The sheet was burning my palms and fingers as I slowly released it. Sweat was filling my eyes. Smoke everywhere.

The pressure relaxed. She was there. I looked over the edge. Jenny was being hurried away from the building. The window to one side below me shattered, smoke and flames spewing out. The door behind me was cracking, smoke coming through the panels.

I could hear the sound of a fire engine getting closer. It entered the car park and at the signals from the policeman backed to within eight yards of the building. A man in a white helmet climbed out of a car and started shouting. The turntable ladder was released and turned to face me. A Fireman at its base started extending it up to me. Only a few feet were needed and I was out and on it as the door behind me gave way and a blast of heat swept over me. I fell, rolled, regained my feet and ran down the ladder. The engine was already moving before I reached the base.

Somebody was hitting me on the back.

"Take it off." A voice was shouting. I removed my parka. Smoke was rising from the back. I was sweating, yet I suddenly felt very cold. I was shaking, rubbing my arms with my hands.

I was helped from the back of the engine. A blanket was placed around my shoulders. A man in an Ambulance uniform approached.

"Come with me, son." He held my arm to guide me. "You're going to be alright." I walked slowly towards the back of his Ambulance. The girls were sitting on one stretcher. A second Ambulance man and a Policeman sat opposite.

The Policeman moved along to let me sit down.

"We will go along to the Hospital to have you all checked out thoroughly." Please try not to discuss what happened until we have had a chance to take statements."

The doors were closed and the Ambulance moved off.

Chapter 3

Six o'clock in the morning when we got back to the flat. Examinations, treatments and police statements until even they realised that we were done in.

We brought Andy back with us.

Shirley got out of bed and made a pot of tea and we tried to tell her what had happened but one by one we fell silent.

"Tell me when you wake up." She said and went back into her bedroom from where the sounds of Raymond gentle snoring could be heard. He hadn't woken and I for one was glad.

I went into the bedroom with Jenny, stripped off and climbed into bed. She followed, naked. I put my arm around her.

"Jenny." I said. I think she was already asleep.

Our bedroom door opened. A figure approached my side of the bed.

"Budge over." Linda said. "I've given my bed to Andy. I don't want to sleep alone tonight."

She lifted up the blankets and slid in beside me. At least she had her nightie on.

She touched my body.

"You're not wearing any clothes."

I knew that.

The arm not holding Jenny lay by my side. She pulled my hand against her pubic hairs and kissed my cheek. She opened her legs slightly and my hand slipped between them. I could feel the warmth and moisture of her fanny.

"Goodnight Paul." She said.

Chapter 4

I could hear voices in the living room.

My right hand was on something soft. I opened one eye. Jenny was lying on her back next to me sound asleep. My hand was resting on her pubic hairs. I moved the fingers of my left hand. They were also resting on a nest of pubic hairs. I opened my other eye and turned my head. Linda was lying on her back next to me, her head turned away. Her legs opened slightly and my finger automatically slipped between them. It felt so warm and soft there I just couldn't move my hand.

Jenny shifted slightly, her legs parting. I reach between them and felt her fanny lips. She moaned softly, her legs opening wider. I found her clitoris and gently massaged it.

Linda stretched beside me. The movement pushed the blankets down. She was still wearing her nightie but it had become rucked up around her waist this had loosened the material at the top exposing one of her breasts. I had a good look at it. A little bigger than Jenny's. The brown area around the nipple was larger I thought. I looked down at Jenny. If I moved my shoulder I could move the blankets from hers without removing my hand from the two fannies. That's better. She moved, pushing them away herself and laying her arms by her sides outside of them. My arm was trapped. Never mind. I could see both of her breasts and one of Linda's. Yes, Linda's were bigger and the brown bit was bigger as well. Jenny, however, had the more erect nipples. It's as well to know these things, I thought to myself. I found Linda's clit and slowly rubbed it. Her nipple began to harden almost immediately.

I looked at the clock on the bedside table. Eleven o'clock. In the back of my mind I was to do something today.

The brewery was sending a team to salvage what they could from the pub after the police and fire brigade and finished. The police didn't want to see us again until Monday unless there were developments. And I was to go. To London. Oh no. I was to have meet Melissa and Chloe at ten fifty to catch the eleven o'five. The door opened slightly and Shirley poked her head around the door. Both Jenny and Linda chose this moment to open their legs wider. My hands froze in place.

Shirley looked first at me, then Jenny, then Linda then down at the tops of their legs where the mounds formed by my hands could clearly be seen.

"Hump." She cleared her voice. "I've just had Melissa on the phone. I explained what happened. I gave them the number of your flat in London and they are going to ring a man called Roddrego when they get there. They say you're not to bother coming if you're not up to it."

"I think I'll stay in bed for a bit." I yawned, open-mouthed.

"Yes." She looked us up and down again. "I suppose in your position I would as well."

"Linda let Andy have her bed." I tried to explain but she had closed the door.

I lay back and yawned. My fingers were hardly moving on both girls' clits. I suddenly felt so peaceful. My fingers were still moving. First Jenny's then Linda's hips were responding. Their buttocks clenching and relaxing. I rubbed a little harder at each button. The breathing of both girls was changing.

Quickening, shortening. A cry from my left as Linda came. I stopped rubbing Jenny. Her eyes opened and she grabbed my hand forcing it against her fanny. I continued to rub. With what sounded like three sobs she came, her thighs gripping my hand. Linda turned away from me. The crack of her ass was pushing back against the side of my hand. Her buttocks relaxed and it slipped between them to be held like a piece of toast in a rack.

"Oh." Jenny groaned. "I was having such a lovely dream."

"Sorry." I said.

"It was building to a climax anyway." She looked past me. "Who?"

"Linda." I tried to sound as if it was nothing out of the ordinary. "She gave her bed to Andy and didn't want to sleep alone."

"Poor thing." Jenny turned and snuggled up to me. "She's not fully recovered yet."

Her hand reached down to my prick.

She picked it up and started to stroke it.

"Wait a minute." She said. "Weren't you supposed to be on your way to London." Linda pushed back a little further. I could feel the tightness of her anus pressing against my little finger. I tickled it.