The A.V. Club

A Novel by J.K. Ermon (jokermon)

Chapter Thirteen: Emily Gets The Treatment

This is a work of erotic fantasy fiction for the entertainment of adults only. Everything in this story is imaginary and is not meant to represent any real-life people, events, or medical conditions. It contains explicit futanari (hermaphrodite) content. If that's not your thing, or if reading this type of material is unlawful where you reside, don't read it. All characters in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older, even if it seems otherwise for dramatic or narrative purposes. Please enjoy this story responsibly and do not repost without permission. This story is copyright©2016 J.K. Ermon.

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"Okay," said Marianne, glaring at Emily and me in a no-nonsense fashion. "Before you two sex maniacs start doing your thing, I have some conditions."

It was Friday noon at the portable. We'd all arrived at the same time. Marianne had a pack of cigarettes out and was tapping it against her palm like a deck of cards.

"Of course, Marianne," Emily said. "What do you need?"

"If we're going to get all sticky, I want a shower. Arealshower. No sneaking past half the school to the girls' locker."

"What are you thinking?" I asked.

Marianne took a breath. "My aunt's house. She's in Florida 'til June. It's less than three blocks from here."

Emily looked at me. I cleared my throat.

"Is it...discreet?"

Marianne nodded. "There's a back entrance."

"Okay," said Emily. "That's settled. Bobby, can you bring your car around?"

"Sure," I said. I pointed to the low chain-link fence by the bleachers. "Can you hop that?"

Marianne grimaced and put her unopened Marlboroughs back in her purse.

~~~

Point Pleasant had a labyrinth of dirt roads sprawling out around the town and weaving around its paved thoroughfares. Some of them extended as far as other townships. Every now and then one of them would be declared a 'street' and get paved and named after some local luminary. The dirt road behind Marianne's aunt's house was still just unnamed dirt. It made the access easy, if a little dusty.

Her aunt was unmarried, childless, and took her dog with her to Florida. The secluded little bungalow was empty when Marianne let us in the back door.

"You have your own key?" asked Emily.

"I dust the place and clear out the mailbox every week." She did not sound thrilled about it. "Until June, anyway." Her tone suggested June couldn't come soon enough. She waved us in. "Go on, you two."

We were doing something sneaky and forbidden. I was so excited I felt like chortling like a jackass.

The place was modestly well-furnished with lots of family photos. It was weird to see a younger Marianne smiling at me from the mantelpiece.

"We don't have lots of time," said Emily. I heard her voice quaver with a little jackass energy of her own. There was a huge bulge in her dress. "Where are we doing this?"

Marianne took a breath. "This way." Her knees didn't seem terribly steady as she led us to the guest bedroom.

Emily was already unzipping herself as we filed in. The room had a double bed, a closet, a side table and nothing else. "Oh, this'll do nicely," she said.

"We can't use my aunt's room," Marianne said, a little apologetically. "She might notice something when she gets back. She never comes in here, though."

"The guest room will do fine, Marianne," Emily said reassuringly. She wiggled out of her dress, and quick as that, was entirely naked.

When Marianne undressed, I noticed at once that her skin looked better. That splotchy, coarsely-pored quality had disappeared overnight. Everything was firmer and clearer. It surprised me how much more attractive she already looked.

Didn't take long,I thought approvingly.

I went to kiss her and she dove into my arms.

Oh,I thought, a little surprised.She's been looking forward to this.

The heat rekindled the second our lips met. My erection throbbed between us and she pressed against it.

"Good," Emily said. "Now, Marianne, I want you to undress him. Make love to him."

Marianne gaped at her. "You mean..."

"Not intercourse," Emily said hurriedly. "Just...kiss him and touch him all over, as you take his clothes off."

Marianne nodded, licked her lips and then parted them for me. Her eyes closed as our lips met.

That kiss had my full attention. My kissee, on the other hand, was able to unbutton my shirt, unbuckle my belt, open my pants and unzip me, all while her mouth held me immobile.

My dick leapt into the open air and stood tall. I expected her to grab it and start pumping. Instead, she got my shirt all the way off and began kissing my neck. She pressed up against me with her hands on my shoulders. I liked the feel of all that warm, soft skin of hers. She kissed my collarbone and chest while my neglected dick twitched and oozed between us.

When she gently bit my shoulders, I couldn't help moaning a little.

"Good," murmured Emily. "Don't forget his nipples."

"Shut up," mumbled Marianne. "Wasn't gonna."

I grit my teeth. Sometimes I wished my nipples weren't so sensitive. It was too easy for girls to take advantage of that. When Marianne started sucking on my traitorous little nubs, my dick began jumping. I cradled her head and bent slightly to kiss her brow.

Emily giggled. "If you can make him come before you even touch his penis, that's extra points."

Marianne put in an honest effort, so I permitted it. Strictly for educational purposes.

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During a lull, Marianne whispered to Emily, "Make him eat my pussy."

"Ask him yourself," my girlfriend responded, a little breathlessly. "I don't tell him what to do."

Marianne shrugged, rolled over and nudged me with her elbow. "Bobby, eat me out."

I cocked an eyebrow at her. "You can't ask any nicer than that?"

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, just fucking eat me out, already."

Emily was watching. I could tell she saw this as a Teaching Opportunity. I folded my arms behind my head and stared at the ceiling.

"Augh,"groaned Marianne. "Okay, okay. Bobby, will you pretty-please, with sugar on top, lick my pussy?"

"What do you want to achieve here?" I asked.

She blinked. "Sorry?"

I shifted over and kissed her. "If I was Mark, would you ask me like that?"

She paused and looked thoughtful. "No."

"So, howwouldyou ask?"

I could see the inspiration strike her. Without another word, Marianne climbed on top of me and smashed her sperm-sticky vagina down on my face.

"Mmph!"

She dropped down hard on me and let me feel her full weight. I was engulfed in hair and heat and juices. I loved it. I wanted to laugh out loud but I couldn't because I was so muffled. I automatically started sucking and licking.

"Oh, well done," laughed Emily as her friend humped my mouth. She seemed just as delighted as me at Marianne's initiative. "Welldone,Marianne."

Marianne's full attention was on me. Her eyes blazed into mine as she worked her hips. "Yeah," she hissed. "Eat it. Fuckingeat it."

Her aggression turned me on like crazy. I ate her out with a will. Her dominance melted into ecstasy. When she came, she drenched me. I had to fight the urge to roll her over and slam my dick up her cunt.

Without a word, she scrambled down between my legs and sucked my cock. I shoved it deep into her mouth. I fucked her face just as hard as she had mine. She took it without a whimper.

Marianne gave me lavish, unstinting head. She held nothing back. When she reached up to pull my nipples, I came with a harsh and guttural"Fuck."She swallowed my cum and then kissed me with surprising tenderness. I returned it.

"Thank you, Bobby," she said in a sultry voice.

"You're welcome," I husked back, and kept the kisses going.

She can dish it outandtake it,I thought in a daze.

Then Emily pulled her off me, flung her on her back and slammed her dick up her cunt. She fucked her like Marianne was an inflatable sex doll. She made her wail. She came in her and thenonher, covering her in sperm. I grinned and jacked off to the glorious spectacle. I added my cum to Emily's.

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Half an hour later, after several more very pleasant permutations, we were all sweaty and boneless. Emily and Marianne were languidly kissing. Marianne was idly fondling Emily's buns. She spread her cheeks apart and played with her asshole.

"Before we go to the shower," Marianne murmured, "I really wanna watch him fuck you up the ass."

Emily chuckled and rose to all fours. Marianne knelt beside her and lubed up Emily's asshole with her cum. My girlfriend sighed and flowered open for her.

"Oh, that'ssonice," she slurred.

Marianne beckoned me and took hold of my cock as I approached. She guided it to the cinch of Emily's anus. She stared down as I slid inside. She rubbed Emily's clitoris and stroked her penis as I began moving in and out. She hooked two fingers into Emily's vagina and fucked her in time with me. I could feel her fingers wiggling through Emily's perineal wall.

"I can feel him in your ass, Emmie," sighed Marianne. "I can feel him moving in there."

I kissed Marianne and played with her nipples until Emily and I both came. As soon as we starting coming, Marianne came too; it was all the stimulation she needed.

Marianne released Emily's cock. She'd milked a great load out of her; Marianne's hand was covered in my girlfriend's sperm. Bands of cum criss-crossed her forearm.

When I pulled out, Marianne slid her slippery hand up Emily's ass. With her free hand, she spread the sauce around her forearm until it glistened to the elbow. She pushed deeper into Emily's asshole.

Emily's back arched and she cried out. Marianne's eyes were drunk and glittering. She retook Emily's prick and stroked it again. She pumped and twisted her arm inside my girlfriend until Emily shuddered and spurted once more.

When Marianne pulled her hand out, I sucked each of her shiny fingers.

~~~

When Marianne went into the shower, I finally got some alone-time with my girlfriend. It was the first time we'd gotten to do it in an actual bed. It felt great to snuggle with her.

Emily remarked, "Mrs. Nessman sure is in a good mood today."

"Really?"

She nodded. "She must havereallyenjoyed your date. I've never seen her so chipper and relaxed. She's like a whole different woman." She paused. "I understand if you want to keep what happened private..."

"No," I said. "No, it's okay."

I gave up the details. I still felt a little weird about it. At the time, the sex unfolded very naturally and enjoyably, but in retrospect...I banged an old lady. I had more reservations about that than sucking my friends' dicks. The truly strange thing was how much I was looking forward to our next date.

Emily was very interested in the specifics.

"What was she wearing?"

"Same as she usually wears around the school, except underneath she had thesereallysexy garters and stockings. Green silk, I think."

Emily grinned. "Seems to have made an impression."

"You're not kidding. I've only ever seen stuff like that in magazines or movies." I shook my head. "Wow."

"Did you kiss her?"

"Sure."

"Did she kiss you back? What was it like?"

"Well, she was a little reserved, at first, but then..."

"Yes?" Emily seemed very eager to hear about it.

"You were right about her being desperate. When she stopped being self-conscious, she was just...ferocious."

"Ooh." Emily eyes were dancing. "What was it like? The kissing, I mean."

I did my best to remember. "There were a lot more...layers to it than I'm used to. Because she's so much older than me, I guess. I think she was a little ashamed of what she was doing, but...she also loved it. She had all these reservations, but even so, it was like she couldn't help throwing herself into it, all the way."

Emily touched my cheek.

I said, "When we really began to have sex, you know, once I was inside her...there weresomany different emotions. Joy and resentment and embarrassment and lust and...even wonder, I think." I shook my head. "It was...certainly different."

Emily kissed me. "Did she come?"

I nodded. "Oh yes. Many times. She really enjoyed herself."

"Did she makeyoucome?"

I nodded again and smiled. "Big time."

"I know you can come whenever you want, just by concentrating..."

I shook my head. "I didn't have to cheat. She made it happen. She was that good." I shrugged. "I didn't think it wouldbethat good. That's why...I'm being so odd about it, I guess."

Emily kissed my shoulder. "Your horizons are expanding. That's important. I wish I could watch you and her together, sometime."

"Don't know how we could swing that." I cleared my throat. "And, speaking of watching people..."

She looked blank for a second, then smiled. "This Sunday? The AV Club meeting?"

"Yeah."

"I'mreallylooking forward to it."

"Same here. I, um...just wanted you to know, if there was anything you didn't want to do...the guys will totally respect that."

"I know." She sighed. "They're such sweethearts. Please tell them the same goes for me. If I initiate something they're not comfortable with, they have full right-of-refusal. I know they like me, but they're under no obligation."

"Sure," I said. "But I doubt they'd be skittish about much."

Her smile broadened. "Same here."

~~~

Saturday was uneventful. After work I went home and got caught up on my schoolwork. With all the wild stuff happening in my life there was something comforting about the familiar busywork of studying. After dinner I called Emily. She was home, engrossed with school stuff like me. We wound up talking about nothing at all for an hour and a half while scribbling together in our respective notebooks.

After I hung up, my mother confronted me.

"So, Bobby, when are we going to meet this girl you're dating?"

I gulped. "Soon."

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That first AVC meeting with Emily was a watershed event. For the first time, I wasn't covertly snatched up in Mark's van. I drove the bananamobile out to Emily's place and covertly snatchedherup a few blocks from her house.

The guys were all waiting on Jack's porch as I drove up. When Emily stepped out of the car, they all started applauding.

"Oh stop," she said, blushing. "It's not that big a deal."

"That's your opinion," said Mark. "And I respect it, however wrong it may be."

She laughed. We went inside and Emily hugged everyone hello and followed it up with a chaste kiss. Their pants began bulging and their grins got goofier.

Jack gave Emily the tour of his house. I'd never seen the place look so clean. He'd really spiffed the place up the night before. His mom must have been very pleased (and mystified).

We all went down to the basement. Emily helped us put up the bedsheet and move the couches into place. She assisted me with the projector while everyone else got cleaned up and changed into their AV Club robes. She helped Donnie mix the lemonade while I got changed. They brought down the pitchers and plastic cups on trays as the rest of us finished shuttering the windows.

Then, Jack put on that same scratchy old 78rpm ofPomp and Circumstance.With great solemnity, he presented Emily with her own newly-made Grant High Audio-Visual Club Ceremonial robe. She got teary-eyed as she held it up.

"This is...ohjeez,you guys..." she began crying.

"We unanimously decided to make you a full member," Jack said. He sounded a little scratchy himself. "We, um, don't have a title for you yet..."

"Oh, I have one," Emily wiped her eyes and laughed. "Fulfilment Director."

We all laughed.

"Which kind of brings us to another order of business," said Frank. "Pauline mentioned a standard security protocol for private DG events..."

I blanked at first, then got it. "Oh," I said. "You mean everyone has to suck off the emergent woman?"

Emily's eyes got very wide at that and her mouth made a surprised littleo.Her cheeks and nose pinkened under her freckles.

"I'm...sorry?" she squeaked.

"It's traditional," said Mark. "It weeds out the narcs. It also gives everyone a medical boost in case anybody's got the clap."

"Oh," she said. She pulled out a handkerchief and blew her nose. "Is that why there was a two-drink minimum at Tin Pan Allie's?"

"Yes," said Frank, nodding. "It also puts everyone in the correct frame of mind." He paused. "Are you...okay with that, Emily?"

For Frank, asking that question indicated a huge leap forward in social sensitivity. It was amazing. The boys all stared at him. For her part, Emily was nodding vigorously.

"It'sperfectlyokay with me!" She pocketed her handkerchief and held up her new robe. "May I...put this on first?"

"Be our guest," Jack said grandly.

Emily was a lot more modest than Claire and company. She scampered off to the basement bathroom to change.

Twenty minutes later, she came out. She'd let down her hair, removed her glasses and put on some make-up. She was beautiful. Even with her buck teeth and freckles. The mascara and blue eyeshadow gave her a mature and sophisticated look. It was very sexy.

She wore her robe tied snugly at the waist. It emphasized her cello-like figure. She wore the top of the robe parted to show off tons of cleavage and her nipples jabbed through the faux black silk. They were stiff, enlarged, and impossible to miss. Neither was there any hiding the big bulge of her erection. She was clearly very excited.

"How...how do you want me?" There was a little catch in her voice.

"Um...you can sit on the couch?" Jack said, gesturing. "Make yourself comfortable."

"Thank you."

She sat down and undid the belt of her robe. She opened it and bared her naked body to us. Her breasts wobbled a bit and her prick bounded as they were set free. There was a collective sigh of appreciation. She blushed a little harder and palmed her fiery cheeks.

"Um...who wants to go first?"

We all traded looks. There was a pause.

"I'll go first," Mark said quickly, like someone calling dibs. He glanced around at us. "That is...if nobody objects..."

"Go ahead," I said.

"Thanks," he said with real gratitude.

He wasted no time in getting on his knees in front of her. She held her arms out to him.

"Oh, Mark, please kiss me first."

"Sure."

He leaned forward and she pulled him into a passionate smooch. She held nothing back from it, just like when I kissed Marianne. I felt a surge in my pants at the sight. The uninhibited way she gave herself over to the kiss gave me an almost dizzying hit of arousal, spiked with the tiniest narcotic hint of jealousy.

It was Mark who broke the kiss. He bent down, took hold of her cock and kissed it. I could see the lube ooze out like diamonds.

Her penis disappeared into his mouth and he began sucking it up and down. There was another collective sigh. Emily's voice joined ours this time.

I loved watching the expressions on her face change as Mark sucked her through it. She started out with a sweet little smile. Then she shifted to pursed-lipped concentration. Then - as she rose to the brink - to wide-eyed, open-mouthed panting. She gripped his head and came with a sharp little grunt.

"Ooh!"

It was wonderful watching my girlfriend get pleasured. I was also proud of Mark. He brought her to climax in record time and swallowed her typically enormous output with handy efficiency. As he let her penis slip from his lips, Frank was already bounding to his feet. Emily's cock glistened and trembled with undiminished excitement. She kissed Frank with the same unalloyed passion that Mark got.

The A.V. Club - Ch. 13

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