Holly's Favorite Dicky
(mc, mf)

The next morning, I walked up on the porch and almost touched my finger
to the button when the door was opened by Dicky wearing a woman's one
piece swimming suit.
"Oh, Dicky is glad to see you.  Could you help me?" he said, turning
around.

"I see you've been having a lot of fun," I said, pulling the zipper up. 
"How's the wife?"

"Mrs. wants Dicky to stay.  Mrs. doesn't want mean old Larry back."

"And how does Larry feel about that?" I asked with a frown.

"Larry very angry.  Larry wants to hurt Mrs.  Dicky doesn't want Mrs. to
get hurt.  Is Dicky going to have to leave Mrs?"

"You are Larry, Dicky.  Why does Larry get so mad?"

"Larry doesn't want to fail.  Daddy always whipped Larry when he failed. 
Made Larry so mad when he tried and tried and tried, but couldn't make
Daddy happy.  That's why Larry hit Daddy and ran away."

I noticed Holly and a woman obviously her mother standing off to the
side listening.

"Dicky, is Daddy still alive?"

"Oh no.  Daddy died...  ten years ago.  Larry sad..  Daddy never saw his
park.  I wanted to show him.."

"Larry, tell me why you built an amusement park?  Why didn't you spend
your wife's fortune on something else?"

"Because.. I..  Larry wanted to have fun.  We never had fun after Mommy
died."

"Larry, do you still want to have fun?  Do you remember what fun is?"

"Larry has no time for fun.  He has to work hard and prove to Daddy..."

"Okay, Dicky.  Why don't the five of us go sit down and figure out what
is best for everyone, then maybe Dicky and Larry will both be happy for
once."

The four of us sat down in their large living room, Dicky fidgeting with
his bathing suit's empty cups.

"Uhm, is it okay if I call you Rose?  It would be easier to call you
that than Mrs. Strodmyer when talking to Larry."

"That's fine.  Holly told me you hypnotized him?"

"No..  Holly, I thought you understood.  I haven't hypnotized one single
person that you've seen.  But don't worry about that.  I want to know
what you want.  I can't leave Larry as Dicky.  I take it Dicky told you
everything?"

"Yes.  Most of it I pretty much already suspected.  But I'll give him
credit for one thing.  He did turn his amusement park into a profitable
business."

"Do you still love him?"

"I.. I'm not sure I can answer that.  I used to, but he's not the person
I thought he was."

"Dicky, is Larry listening to everything?"

"Yes.  Larry hears."

"Tell us, does Larry love Rose?"

"Yes.  Dicky loves Rose too.  Does Mrs. love Dicky?"

"I'm not sure who Dicky is.." she replied, looking at me.

"Dicky is Larry's... er... You know how they say everyone had a child
inside of them?  Well, meet Larry's."

"Then, yes.  I love Dicky."

"Larry wants to tell Rose he's sorry for..  things."

"Larry, do you love Rose enough to sign the park over to her?"

We waited for an answer, watching Dicky use his fingers to make the cups
move around.

"Dicky, did Larry hear?"

"Larry hear.  Larry in pain.  He can't give up park before he shows
Daddy, but he doesn't want to lose Rose."

"How can Larry show Daddy, when Daddy is dead?"

"Larry doesn't know.  Maybe in heaven.  Will Dicky go to heaven?"

"All good boys go to heaven.  Larry might not, but Dicky will," I said,
knowing it didn't really work that way.

"Can Dicky go to heaven now?  He could take message to Daddy so he knows
Larry did it.  Dicky wants Daddy to be proud of him."

"Dicky, sleep," I said and then helped him lay backwards on the floor. 
"I don't know what to tell him.  I mean, I'm not sure what that will do
to him if he thinks the child inside him died and went to heaven."

"Can't you just leave him like he is?  I like Dicky," Holly said
honestly.

"No, I can't.  Dicky and Larry are the same person.  They're just
different parts of him.  Like when you are deciding whether you should
risk flying through a group of trees.  Part of you doesn't want to risk
it, part of you loves the risk.  Dicky wouldn't be able to cope if left
by himself like this.  The rest of Larry's mind has to be given control
again.  Dicky is just a small fraction of what he needs to stay alive. 
Right now, he's extremely handicapped.

"Rose, what do you want to do?  I can turn him into what ever you want
as long as most of what Larry is doesn't change."

"Can you just let his father see his park and tell him he did a good
job?  Then maybe he can relax and enjoy it."

"Hmm.  Okay.  But I'll need someone to pretend he's his dad.  Did you
ever meet him?"

"Yes, at our wedding."

I could tell she didn't care to expand on that.

"Okay, tell you what.  Rose, for two hours today, you are going to be
his father.  I'll copy everything Larry expects his father to say and
how he would react into your head, then while I'm buzzing around in
Beany, Holly can go with you and make sure nobody interferes.  And don't
worry, Rose.  You'll still have control of your actions.  You will know
exactly how Larry expects his father to act, that's all.  Whether you
act the part out is up to you."

An hour and a half later, Holly and I was standing next to Beany after
unfurling her blades and checking everything for problems.

"If Beany starts to cough, just.."

"Turn the throttle down a bit, then bring it back up.  I know everything
you know about flying Beany, Holly.  How many times do I have to tell
you?"

"I'm sorry. I'm just a little nervous about someone else flying her. 
She's mine now, and I don't want to lose her."

"Oh, thanks.  Well, I think I'm ready." I said, slipping the helmet on
and starting the engine.

"Hey!" she said, tapping the helmet.  I looked up at her and almost
didn't have time to respond to her kiss.

"Good luck!" she said as the engine roared up to take off speed.

"Good luck to both of us," I thought to her.

Beany lifted off the ground and soon I was flying above the tree tops. 
I loved every moment of being in the air, totally free, buzzing and
hovering like a bee.  I did short hops, then long ones, and eventually
just flew where ever my heart desired.

I had to refuel a few times, but I had bought the gas I was using, so it
wasn't like I was taking advantage of them.  When my two hours were up
and I landed for the last time,  I knew I would be doing it again
someday.  Maybe not in Beany, but in some kind of open air helicopter. 
It was my new dream.

I did the regular maintenance on Beany as I waited for Holly to return. 
She drove up about forty minutes after my landing and smiled to let me
know everything had worked out fine.

"My mom and dad were on the Screaming Greek when I left them.  They are
acting like a pair of kids.  Did you do something to them?"

"Yeah.  I made them want to have fun together.  That is if you don't
mind your mom having fun with her husband."

"Larry is like a totally different person.  But he's not, either.  It's
pretty.."

"Romantic?  Maybe.  Right now, romance is about a million miles away
from their minds.  She pulled him into one of the storage sheds and
they're making out like a couple of teenagers.."

We talked for over an hour, starting with her parents, but quickly moved
to the topic we both had in common, flying in Beany.

Sitting on the edge of the trailer, we shared our excitement and
experiences, and later I even took her flying, Timmy style.  Holly was
more of a dare devil than Penny or Suzi had been, and I had to keep
switching birds a lot quicker in fear she was wearing them out. On the
seventeenth bird, I announced I was getting tired and returned her
senses to her own body.

We spent another fifteen minutes repeating a lot of our favorite bits of
the past two days before we fell silent and just listened to the sounds
of the park in the distance.

I slipped my hand over hers, and she nearly tore my arm off pulling me
to her for a kiss.  Our kiss got very hot very fast, and the next thing
I knew, I was sitting in her lap with my hands going down the back of
her jeans.  We broke our lips apart and took a breather, staring into
each other's faces, watching each other become more aroused by the way
we looked at each other.

Beany's trailer was way out in the deserted parking lot, and to both of
us it was the perfect place to make love.  We both knew it would be a
one night stand, but something about our shared love for flying in Beany
made us lust for each other's body in a way we had never felt before.

Holly slipped her hands up into my shirt and worked it over my head
without turning it inside out.  But before she could put her mouth on my
male nipples as she had planned, I got up and went further inside the
trailer to where we wouldn't be dangling our legs over the edge.

I had just sat down when Holly leapt on me, pushing me on my back while
she slobbered her mouth's juices all over my chest, working her way down
to my belly button.

Her mouth's efforts drove my lust to take a more active role, so I
turned on my magic fingers, reached down to her shoulders and started to
massage the tingly feeling into her skin.  Holly slowly began
unconsciously working her way back up, craving my finger's touch to
cover greater areas of her surface.  Once her mouth was again at a
nipple, I had no trouble getting her top and bra off, and then began
freely wandering my hands over her naked skin.

Holly's will was very strong.  She fought against my soothing touch,
keeping herself focused enough to continue her oral administrations to
my chest.  But I was tiring of being the recipient.  Besides, better to
give than to receive, I always say.

Instead of just taking over, I pulled her up to me, and we sucked on
each other's mouths and faces on a equal basis.  But our desire to push
the other into a unresisting state only allowed that continue for a few
minutes.

After I countered two attempts to lower her mouth again, I made my own
move by making her breasts start to tingle for the craving of my mouth. 
She held her own until I gave my sucking mouth its own little magic
touch, then she raised her head upwards in a gasp.   I quickly devoured
her neck with my thirsty mouth, sucking and licking my way down while
her body slowly inched up mine.

Holly continued to try and take some control back, and as my mouth
neared her right nipple, she began to actively rub my crotch with her
right leg.  But all that did was intensify my own lust to break her will
and make her lay still moaning and screaming in ecstasy.

My hands went down to her wonderful ass, then I turned up the power in
my fingers and mouth.  Holly's arms and hands suddenly clasped
themselves around my head, locking my mouth against her breast as she
started to cum from the overdose of my magic touch.  I was gasping for
air by the time she let go, and we both had to stop to catch our breath.

"Oh my God, I've never cum like that before," she said, rolling her
crotch against my stomach.  "I hope you have protection," she said,
moving her self down so her crotch was rubbing mine.

"Shit!" I said, realizing I had given the rubber I kept in my wallet to
Brad when I was over at his house fucking his sister's ass.  I had meant
to get another one, but I had forgotten it.  "Do you really need it?  I
know I'm clean.."

"Shit!  I can't believe it!  I'll get pregnant for sure if you do it
inside me.  I was going to make you pull out even with the condom on. 
You prick!  You got me all worked up for nothing?" she said, flaring her
sexy nostrils again.

I wanted her so bad, especially her ass.  I suppose I inherited my love
for anal sex from my parents, both the fucking and the being fucked
parts.  So I had no intention of letting her go without experiencing the
joy of her virgin rose.  But I wasn't going to force her, just persuade
her.

"No, not for nothing.  You see, Timmy has two cocks.  One you can see,
and one.." I paused as she shuddered, "you can't see."

"Shit that feels so REAL!  Oh GOD Tim.. OH GOD!  But.. <grunt> stop a
second.." she said, pinching the skin on my left side to emphasize she
meant it.

"What's the matter?" I said truly surprised.

"You do understand that I'll get pregnant if you really do it to me. 
You're not trying to toy with me, are you?  Or trying to get me so horny
that I do it anyway?"

"Okay, I'll admit I meant to toy with you a little.  And yes I was going
to fuck you for real.  But I can put a lock on myself so I can't cum. 
There is no way I would cum inside your pussy, accidentally or
purposely.  Please don't be mad.  I know you want it as bad as I do. 
And I am telling you the truth.  Do you want me to prove it?"

"How?" she said sarcastically.  "And before you ask, I don't do blow
jobs."

"Heh, I didn't think about using me as the guinea pig.  If I can make
you cum just by touching your nose, would you believe that I can prevent
an orgasm from occurring just as easily?"

"I suppose...  But Tim, I'm not sure if I want to take the....OOOOHH!"
she said when I touched her nose with my right pinkie.  "Fuck the risks. 
I love taking them anyway."

"Then you won't mind if you take another one, will you," I said, sending
her waves of pleasure through my finger tips as they ran across her
crack.

"You want to...  I don't think.... Tim, you're trying to coerce me..
Please stop?"

"Are you sure?" I said, momentarily simulating the sensations of having
both her holes fucked.  The simulation only lasted for a second, but it
was more than I needed to break through her resistance.

"Oh my God!" she said turning her head away from me.

"I'll make it as pleasurable as I can," I begged.  "I really won't force
you into an..."

"FORCE ME?!" she said, turning her head back to face me, her eyes filled
with lust with a little anger.  "You've made me cum twice, bringing my
life's total to three God Damn orgasms, both of yours were better than
my first one.  Then I feel two invisible pricks inside me, almost making
have my fourth, and you think you're not FORCING ME by doing that?"

"God you're sexy when you're angry," I moaned, "I love the way your
nostrils flare out when you're mad.  And your ass is almost as sexy as
my mom's, and I know you've thought about it before."

"Shit.  Why do you go through the trouble of asking?" she said,
disappointing me by not flaring her nostrils again.

"Then I would be forcing you to do it, and I don't want to do that.  Are
you going shut up and fuck?  Or do we have to keep argumfff," I said,
getting my answer.

She released her lips hold on mine and said, "I'll decide if and when
you do my butt, not the other way around.  You got that?"

I replied by licking her face while another twenty-seven tongues licked
other parts of her body, including her ass hole and an extra long one at
her cunt.  After her entire body had been covered, I stopped, having
stoked her fire enough and said, "Got it."

Her arms gave out and she fell on top of me, unable to stop her shaking
from the most overwhelming experience she had up to that time.  I quite
frankly was surprised by that.  I had to hold her and stroke her back
for a minute while she recovered her strength.

When she did, however, she immediately started using her tongue on my
cheek, pressing her crotch into mine, and then got up on her elbows and
started to hump.

I swear I could feel her wetness through our jeans while I teased her
nipples with my fingers and palms.  I had intended to let her drive this
part of the course, letting her control the events until she orgasmed
again with my dick in her puss.  But she was working herself up to
cumming again, finding it easier to orgasm after having experiencing it
a few more times.  I had to cut power to my magic fingers when I
realized it was as much of a cause as her humping was, and finally
decided I would have to make the next move.

Holly wiggled her butt when I started rubbing it with my hands.  As I
started working them around her waist, she gave an extra long hump
against me, pushing the front of her jeans up so I could reach the
button.  She did it a few more times before I could undo it, then I
helped her wiggle the tight fitting levis down her bare ass and crotch.

I was astonished to realized she hadn't worn any underwear, and smiled
as she laid on top of me and wormed her hands down underneath her.  She
gasped in surprise when she found I hadn't worn any either, then gave me
a powerful kiss as we kicked our jeans off our legs.

Holly didn't waste any time once the jeans hit the wall.  She slid
herself up my body, then slid it back down, slipping my cock's head in
between her vaginal lips. Then she lifted her crotch up, holding my very
stiff member by it's head until it reached it's proper penetration
angle.  She shuddered twice as she slowly lowered herself onto me.

I couldn't believe her tightness.  She had fucked Justin three times,
and the first two had been too painful for her to enjoy, but managed a
weak orgasm the third time around.  I can't imagine how it would have
felt if Justin hadn't already stretched her that much.  I just hoped her
ass wasn't as tight, otherwise she would never enjoy it from all the
pain.

When our crotches met, she gave another shudder, then smiled weakly at
me.

"It feels better once we get into it.  It just hurts a little at first,"
she explained.  I almost mentioned it would be the same when and if I
did her ass, but she pulled up and I couldn't help but moan instead.  It
was a good thing I had already put the block on my orgasm.  I would have
blown for sure on the third pump.

For the first few minutes, I was completely helpless.  Well, I wasn't
really, but it really was turning her on again to think I couldn't even
move from the pleasure I was feeling.  But after she had started to feel
her own pleasure, I started using my magic fingers (set to low power
this time) on her back and humping ass.

After feeling her speed pick up, I realized she might wear out and not
let me fuck her like I wanted to so much.  So I switched back to my
original plan.  Get her to a high point of arousal, hold her there until
she does wear out, then let her cum, but not too hard so she will still
want more.

So I inserted a block to keep her arousal below a certain point, then
increased the gain on my magic fingers and mouth.

My hands found their way to her breasts, giving them long caresses and
small little pinches on the nipples.  Once I got tired of that, I got
her to lay back down on top of me, and I used my mouth on her face and
neck.  Despite the wonderful sensations my mouth and wandering hands
were giving, she didn't stay like that for long, for her humping had
minimal effect in that position.

So she got back up on her arms and spread her legs around my own and
started to power thrust.  Holly was desperate to break through the
barrier I had put up.  She of course didn't know I was doing it, but I
felt she would suspect later on.

When I felt her sweat dripping off her nose hit my cheek, I had a surge
of desire run through my body.  I was tired of being as passive as I had
been, and decided on a better and quicker plan.

I stretched my neck up and managed to lick her sweaty cheek, sending a
powerful surge of lust down her body straight to her crotch.  She had a
tiny orgasm with that, and it only fed her need to have a bigger and
stronger one.  Holly went full out, throwing every reserve she had, and
man, she had a lot.

She had immediately fell on top of me again, and the two of us were
licking and sucking our faces and mouths like we were licking the worlds
most delicious lollipop.  Her humping speed hadn't decreased, and her
slightly altered angle had suddenly worked my dick's head against her g-
spot, with a little help of course.  With my hands roaming around her
body with the touch on high, I started to bring her to a height of
arousal she couldn't withstand for very long.  Her modest moans became
screams, losing their intensity as her energy started to give out, then
suddenly stopped all together as I finally unleashed her orgasm.

Holly stiffened and shivered all over, holding her breath and rolling
her eyes up into her head.  I didn't try to contain any of it because I
suddenly felt guilty over my toying with her.  When she let her breath
out with a moan of pure relief, she went completely limp on top of me,
and then she started to cry a little.

"I'm sorry Holly.  I didn't mean to hurt you.." I soothed.  "If you
want, we can just stop here, and I'll just wait until I get hom..."

"No!" she said, looking into my eyes.  "I'm sorry for crying.  It was
just so...  BIG!  I didn't want it to end..  I'll let you fuck my ass if
you promise it will be that good."

"Well, if it isn't, I'll keep doing it until it is," I joked.

"Okay, that's a deal," she said laying her head back down and resting. 
"Tim?"

"Hmmm?" I said, trying to contain my lust while she was resting.

"You're doing something to me to make it feel that good, aren't you."

"No.  Well, not like you mean, any way.  You're worried about having sex
with another guy and never orgasming like that again.  Tell you what. 
Stop thinking about giving yourself to me, and I'll make it so that
whatever guy you fall in love with and marry can give you orgasms as
good as that.  Deal?"

"Do I have to marry him first?" she said.

"Yep, and marry him for love, not just so you can get your orgasmic
high.  I don't want to turn you into a fuck slut."

"Oh, thanks, I think.  Shit.  You're still as hard as when we started. 
Isn't that, like, uncomfortable?"

"Only in the sense than I'm fighting the urge to flip you over and fuck
your ass every second.  But I can wait a bit longer before I start to
loosen you up.  I'm sorry about wearing you out like that."

"I'm not.  Look, don't worry about me.  Start what ever you have to do. 
This is going to hurt, isn't it?  I can tell by the way you're avoiding
it."

"Yeah, it will hurt.  But it's worth it.  And I don't say that without
experiencing it myself."

"What do you mean?  You let some guy fuck you?"

"Not some guy, but my best friend, Joey.  We're close and... Shit,
you're getting wet again.  Well, you're as rested as you're going to
get."

"Ohhh..." she moaned as I started stimulating her ass with my finger
power.

Holly suddenly rolled us over, placing me on top of her.

"Fuck me.  Get me so horny that I don't even feel the pain.  That's what
Justin did the day he took my cherry.  Fuck me like the slut you were
talking about."

She was rolling her crotch around, getting turned on by her own words
which were having the same effect on me.

I looked at her and licked my lips like I was a hungry wolf coming for
the lamb, then made my mouth water like I was about eat oranges.  She
shivered as my drool started to drip onto her chin, then used her tongue
to gather and catch the drips as I slowly began to pump.  The otherwise
gross act of swallowing someone else saliva like that was driving us
both even deeper into the fuck lust that I was still holding at bay.

We sloppily sucked on each other's mouths like animals after I had
finally lowered my mouth to hers.  We almost reached the point where we
would have sucked the snot out of each other's nostrils, but my own need
to cum pushed me to stop and start preparing her for rear entry.

Holly was trying to drive my humping faster with her own humping.  But I
maintained my slow speed, only quickening when I felt she was starting
to get discouraged.

I pulled out and said, "Time to find out what kind of slut you are. 
Tell me what you want."

"Oh, Tim... Fuck me..  Just fuck me..."

"Nope.  No until you say it."

"Tim, please?  Fuck me!"

"No, not that kind of it.  What are you?"

"Oh," she said, almost breaking into a grin. "I'm a slut.  Fuck this
slut."

"Okay, that's getting better.  Try some more.  You can be my slut if you
want."

"Uhm, all right.  Tim, fuck your slut.  She wants you to fuck her slutty
cunt.  How's that?"

"Pretty good, but still is kinda dry.  Get really dirty, then I'll use
my invisible cock on you while I get your ass ready."

"Okay," she said, frowning a little. But then she laid her head back
down, closed her eyes, and said, "Timmy..  Your fucking little slut
wants your big bad prick up her hot tight slit.  Fuck me, Tim.  Fuck
your slutty.. whore.  Fuck me,  Fuck my brains out!  OH!  YES..  Fuck
ME.  I'm such a fucking slut.  I WANT IT!  FUCK ME!"

I was sending her ass hole waves of stimulus, causing her to worm and
gasp.  Her legs had parted as far as they could, and as her words became
meaningless, the drawbridge started to rise.  Holly's winking hole came
into full view as her feet reached the height of my chest.  My dick
surged with anticipation when I moved forward, allowing her calves to
rest on my shoulders as I aimed my warhead at its target.

The head rested against the flinching entrance as I helped myself to her
juices to lubricate it.  I was almost finished when she suddenly
orgasmed, her anus opening up and swallowing my pleasantly surprised
dick.  I reacted immediately by pushing my cock in all the way, and was
rewarded by her ass clamping down while she screamed in pleasure.

Holly wasn't feeling any pain at all.  In fact, she was overwhelmed by
the orgasms she started to have, her screams and cusses probably
carrying all the way into the next county.  I was almost afraid to start
the pumping action, but my lust had been patient long enough.  I
couldn't wait any longer.

I got down on my hands hovering myself over her and started to fuck her
ass like I had never fucked before.  I pistoned in and out of her
without mercy, touching the ground only with my toes and the palms of my
hands.   Holly cried out loud moans with each pump, tears and sweat
pouring off her twisting face, while her ass pushed to meet each hump.

She passed out as her ninth orgasm rippled through her body, but came to
seconds later.  I saw the look of a wild animal in her eyes, and that
brought back my desire to break her to my will.  Her eyes snapped shut
when my invisible cock entered her smushed pussy, then opened wide again
as her eyes rolled up into her head and passed out.

I felt like I was blowing her mind.  Holly passed out five or six times
before I let my orgasm explode inside her ass.  As my seed shot into her
rectum and splashed against her walls, Holly spasmed and shivered, her
tongue and mouth attempting to escape the rest of her squirming body. 
When I finally collapsed on top of her, Holly came once more before
passing out again.

I laid there for nearly twenty minutes, enjoying the feel of her body
beneath me as I restored my strength and waited for her to awaken.  But
even as I pulled out of her, Holly never stirred.  I covered her up with
a blanket from the limo, and  waited around for over an hour before
inserting my address and phone number in her head.  I kissed her
forehead before climbing out of the trailer to leave.  I closed the
doors to the trailer without locking them, not wanting her to be
discovered like that if someone just happened by.

As the limo pulled out of the parking lot, I said a silent good bye to
both Beany and Holly, swearing I would ride both of them again.