Author's note. Firstly, please read chapters 1, 2 and 3. I have not put in any reminders of what happened last time; there just wasn't the room. Although this story is in the humour and satire category I have also tried to keep it sexy, and have attempted to at least touch on most genres over the full series. That means if you don't like gay, lesbian, anal, transgender or any of the other categories within Literotica then there may be bits you want to skip over. Please give it a go and let me know what you think, I enjoy getting comments, even those with creative criticism. There are six chapters and they should be put up at the rate of at least one every week. Do not expect reality, it is a fairy tale.
The story is set way before condoms, so if you want a safe sex message then I suggest you don't have underwater sex in shark-infested waters during that time of the month.
Please enjoy -- BB1212
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Elsie's pussy was totally numb, and she was just too tired to care much about anything any more. She had been fucked by five men over two and a half hours, she had the cum from three of them spattered across her face and her legs ached from the position she was in when she was held in the stocks. The five-minute break between men was a relief when it happened, but she was fully aware that it was a break for the men too, and it gave them a chance to avoid cumming. Elsie could tell that the first cock in the next round was Rod, she could hear clear breathing behind her in between the determined grunting as the cock pumped in and out. She made a decision now that she really didn't care which guard got her for the rest of the night; she just wanted this bit to be over. To just lie down on a bed and spread her legs would be a great relief. So Elsie decided she was now going to get the men wrong every time and double their time, she hoped that would make them cum sooner. In round three her plan didn't work. She named Rod as Willy, and he then fucked her for an extra twenty minutes without cumming, then Willy took over and he too fucked her non-stop for forty minutes. Ivor cancelled the break, because she had got it wrong, and Rod started again. Once again Elsie named him as Willy and Ivor looked at her suspiciously, but this time, finally, fifteen minutes into his second twenty-five minute session Rod ran around and added his cum to Elsie's face. The audience cheered.
"Now all we need to do is find out if Willy can last more than forty minutes." Ivor said, amidst the cheers, "If so he is our winner for the night." And Elsie, who had thought it was finally all over, felt Willy push his cock back into her. The wait was agony for Elsie, as Ivor counted off the time in five-minute intervals. When he reached thirty minutes the audience started cheering and clapping with the music, at thirty five they started a countdown, calling out each minute as it passed, and then, at thirty nine, Beauty and Bitch walked up to Elsie and started licking the cum off her face. But it didn't set Willy off, he kept going and finally, at forty-five minutes, he howled out loud, shoved his cock inside Elsie as deep as it could go, and taking his winner's entitlement he unleashed his torrents inside her. The audience cheered heartily for the champion as Beauty and Bitch released Elsie, and virtually carried her over in front of them for a bow. They cheered her loudly too, and then Willy came and took his prize. He picked her up and carried her over his shoulders out of the room and into an adjacent bedchamber, where he gently laid her down. They were still close enough to hear the cheers faintly as Ivor wrapped up and allowed all the other cocks to take a bow. Willy looked at Elsie with concern.
"You look totally fucked." He said, and then grimaced. "Oops, sorry, I mean tired." Elsie summoned a vague smile.
"You're right both times." She said wearily. "But you have earned your prize."
"I think a warm relaxing bath first," Willy said, "and then a rest." Elsie smiled, that sounded nice. "I will have to fuck you and cum in you before sunrise in case the Queen checks," he said apologetically, "but for now I think you have earned a rest."
"Thanks Willy," Elsie smiled at him, "you are kind." He carried her to the bath.
The seven pervs owned a magic dirty diamond mine. They didn't use picks to dig the diamonds out, they had to tell dirty stories, and each time they told a good one a diamond would drop out of a small funnel in the roof. The better the dirty story, the bigger the diamond. But things hadn't been going too well lately, and every time one of them tried to tell a dirty story the mine just sighed, said 'heard it', and the diamonds failed to appear. This was bad, because the buyer of the diamonds was a wizard, and he needed them to perform curses. The wizard had come by their cottage yesterday and told the seven pervs that he only had twelve diamonds left, and he had outstanding orders for eight curses. He pointedly hattedly told them that the last seven diamonds were for them if they failed to produce more diamonds, so there was a big problem. The pervs had been in their diamond mine all night, because night is the best time to tell dirty stories, and they had only managed to produce one small diamond for a story that the mine had heard before, but it appreciated the way it was told. The pervs looked at each other in frustration. They didn't want to end up on the wrong end of the wand. Finally they gave up, hoping that the one small diamond would keep the wizard from turning them into toads, or making their penises small again. The pervs had not been very well endowed when the wizard first met them, and he had certainly helped them out in that department. Their real problem was a lack of women to inspire their stories. Most of the local girls kept well away nowadays, and even the girls for hire wanted to see the diamonds first, and the pervs just didn't have any. Dejected they walked home, too tired and frustrated to even sing their happy song. When they got home they looked sadly at the piles of dishes in the sink, looked at each other and just shook their heads. There was no food left anyway so they just went upstairs to go to bed. The first perve to see Snot Brite motioned the next one to be silent, and the message was passed back down the line. They crept up to the three beds that had been pushed together and looked in awe at the beautiful naked woman in their beds. Then one of them sneezed, and the girl woke up. Snot Brite was woken to find the children had come home and were all around her in a circle. She squealed in embarrassment.
"Where are my clothes?" She said quickly. "I need to put my clothes on."
"I think you are just fine without them." One of the children said. Snot Brite was confused. The person speaking had a very deep voice for a child. She looked at him carefully. He also had a beard, and wrinkles.
"You look very old to be a child..." She said hesitantly.
"Who are you?" The child asked.
"I'm Snot Brite, the Princess." She said. "I'm sorry I came into your house..."
"Not yet you aren't." One of the other children said, and the others laughed in a menacing way. Snot Brite was concerned. Did they mean to hurt her she wondered?
"Uh, who are you?" She asked.
"We're the seven pervs," one of them said, "I'm Cunnie," he licked his eyebrows suggestively, "this is Quickie, Squirty, Shitty, Horsy, Noisy and this is Rock."
"The seven pervs?" Snot Brite was confused.
"Yeah, there used to be eight of us," Shitty added, "but we had to get rid of Herpie."
"Bit of a sore point that." Cunnie said.
"What?" The pervs had not taken too long to see that she may be beautiful, but she wasn't very smart. They moved in closer as Snot Brite tried to use her hands to cover her nakedness.
"Nice tits." One of the pervs said.
"Better than nice." Another added.
"Bags I the left funbag." One said and they suddenly started squabbling. Snot Brite watched them for a moment, and then shouted.
"Will you be quiet, I can't hear myself think." There was a moment's silence.
"Too much echo in there?" One said, and they all laughed.
"What do you want?" Snot Brite asked.
"Just you." A voice said, and Snot Brite looked shocked.
"You're children," she said, scandalised, "I can't do that, this is Literotica..."
"We're not children, we're pervs." One said.
