Karen's Sweaterboy
Part 7

"First, the rubber bands and clothes pins.  Get those Amy, and see if 
you can figure out what to do with them."

Amy retrieved the items from her bag.  The rubber bands were, as Karen 
had instructed, large thick bands of the kind that might be used to wrap 
around a newspaper.  The clothes pins were standard issue.  Amy had no 
idea what to do with these, and gave Karen a quizzical look.  Rather 
that answering directly, Karen went over to Sharon and gave her body a 
slow shake back and forth - an action which caused Sharon's large 
breasts to swing back and forth noticeably beneath the sweater set and 
mohair cardigan.  As Amy watched Sharon's chest, she suddenly realized 
what these items were for.  But she still had one question.  "Should I 
put the bands around her breasts over the sweaters, or directly on her 
breasts?"

"Good question" replied Karen.  "What will probably work best is if we 
undo the two cardigans, stretch the pullover around each breast, and 
then put the rubber band over that.  Then we can do the cardigans up 
again."

Amy and Janet together undid the mohair cardigan and then the cardigan 
part of the sweater set.  Then, while Janet pulled the inner sweater 
tightly around Sharon's left breast, Amy slipped a rubber band over the 
breast and sweater until it was wrapped around at the base.  Remembering 
that there was a total of six rubber bands to use, she then reached over 
and got two more and stretched those over Sharon's breast as well.  This 
procedure was then repeated for the right breast, and then the two 
cardigans were buttoned up again.  Now, Sharon's breasts poked straight 
out in an almost bizarre manner.

"Doesn't that hurt her?" asked Janet.

"A bit I'm sure" laughed Karen, "but she doesn't mind.  Take a peak."

Janet pulled the scarf away from Sharon's eyes for a moment, and could 
see that rather than a look of pain, Sharon was in a state of extreme 
arousal.

"Anyway" continued Karen, "that's nothing compared to the effects of the 
clothes pins!  To put those on, it would help if we distract Sharon just 
a tad.  Amy, how about if you pet her some more between the legs while 
Janet tries to get the clothes pins on Sharon's nipples."

Amy took her still-gloved right hand and slowly moved it from Sharon's 
breast down her stomach until she was feeling between Sharon's legs.  
Sharon moaned loudly at the first contact of the glove with her vaginal 
lips, and Karen and the girls could hear her start to pant as Amy once 
again pressed her gloved fingers against the opening, and then inserted 
two fingers as far up inside as possible.  Meanwhile, Janet had easily 
found Sharon's left nipple beneath the sweaters, and despite the layers 
of wool, the nipple poke clearly out enough for Janet to snap the 
clothes pin onto its tip.  Sharon let out a little shudder as the 
clothes pin when on, then shuddered again as Janet did the same to the 
other breast.


"Now we have to lay Sharon on the rug  on her back and pull her heels up 
to her rear.  So take those fingers out Amy and give us a hand.  That's 
it.  Careful.  Remember -- Sharon  can't see and we don't want to hurt 
her.  Good.  Now each of you tie a scarf around each leg to bind her in 
that knees up position."

"Good - now put a couple of pillows under her rear.  Excellent.  And 
finally, tie a scarf around one of Sharon's knees, and wrap it under her 
and tie it to her other knee - just tight enough to keep knees fully 
spread -- we want that vagina up and open and accessible."

"So, how are you two doing?" Karen asked Michael and Sharon.  All along 
Karen and Janet and Amy had been able to hear the steady outpourings of 
moans that came from Michael and Sharon's mouths.  And in response to 
the question all Sharon and Michale could do was moan some more - but 
they were clearly moans of pleasure and excitement.

"Ah, well that's nice dears." commented Karen.  "You know, the two of 
you look so sweet - all soft and fluffy in your mohair and leg warmers, 
although I do suspect you're probably a bit on the warm side.  But let's 
see if we can get you even hotter!  Come on girls" Karen continued, 
speaking now to Janet and Amy "let's get Michael into position so we can 
put that poor swollen sweater-bound penis of his inside Sharon."

The girls each took one side of Michael and moved him carefully to a 
position between Sharon's legs.  They then knelt him down and moved him 
forward.  Janet then took his penis and directed it at the center of 
Sharon's open vagina while Amy moved him forward just a little more.  
The head of Michael's penis was swollen so large, and the shaft so thick 
with it's angora wrapping, that for a moment it appeared that the girls 
would be unable to get him inside Sharon.  But Sharon was very aroused, 
and very damp, and with Amy's help in pulling her legs apart just a 
little more than they had been, Michael finally slipped inside - and he 
pushed in as far as he could go.

"OK - success!" laughed Karen.  "Janet, if you reach under a bit you can 
grab a hold of Michael's balls in your gloved hand and control the tempo 
of his movement.  That's it.  Pull him back. Now slowly forward again.  
And back.  That's it.   You can only imagine how this must feel to 
Sharon.  Look how those sweater button rub against her inside and out."

By then Sharon was obviously panting beneath the scarf across her mouth 
and moans and grunts escaped from her with each thrust of Michael's 
penis.  Karen finally took pity on her and indicated for Amy to remove 
both the blindfold and the scarf across her mouth.  As Janet pulled 
Michael forward to thrust inside again, they could all see Sharon biting 
her lip while her eyes were not really focused at all - it was as if she 
was in another world - a world of intense sexual arousal.

"You see girls" commented Karen, "Sharon just loves the feel of a 
properly sweatered penis inside her.  The softness of the angora.  The 
friction of the buttons.  The tightness of the sweaters that are clothes 
pinned and banded around her breasts.  To Sharon this is a delight.  Oh 
my goodness.  Look at her now.  You can see in her eyes that she's 
almost ready to cum.  Move Michael in and out faster and we'll have her 
there in no time."

And as Karen finished speaking those words, and as Janet moved Michael 
in and out as fast as she could, Sharon suddenly let out a loud moan, 
and shuddered from head to foot.  She was done.

But Michael wasn't.  He was almost crazed with the need for release.  
Janet pulled him out from Sharon, and then Karen removed the bindings 
from his penis.  They also removed the scarves from around his head.

"Well, Michael" said Karen, "I guess it's your turn.  What I want you to 
do is straddle Sharon's chest on your knees and lean forward so your 
penis can rub against the mohair sweater between her breasts.  That's a 
boy!".  Then, turning to Janet and Amy, Karen commented with a laugh 
that  "I think he really likes this, don't you.  Look at him pushing 
against that sweater!  Let's help him a bit.  Amy - how about if you 
take Sharon's breasts and squeeze them together around Michael's penis.  
That way he'll be rubbed all around by the mohair.  And Janet, if you 
would please put a pillow under Sharon's head so that her mouth is in a 
better position to catch Michael's cum.  That's great.  See how close 
his penis comes to Sharon's open mouth on each thrust."

By now Michael was rubbing with increasing speed and intensity, and they 
all knew the end was in sight.  Karen added just a bit more 
encouragement as the finish approached.

"Amy" Karen said quickly, "reach around from behind and hold his balls 
in your two agnora-gloved hands.  And Janet - as he starts to cum, try 
to move him forward right into Sharon's mouth.  Get ready - it looks 
like he's about to let loose."

With a huge gasp and moan, Michael thrust forward one last time, so hard 
that the tip of his penis slipped all the way to the edge of Sharon's 
lips.  As he started to cum Sharon stuck out her tongue and leaned her 
head forward as far as possible to take the head fully between her lips.  
At the same time Janet pushed Michael a bit from behind and he moved so 
he was well inserted in Sharon's mouth.  Sharon sucked and swallowed, 
and in another moment it was done.

"Ah, my sweet sweaterboy and sweatergirl.  Do you feel better now?" 
asked Karen.  But they were each too drained to answer.