I See Naked Women

Dana stretched out and lay on top of her brother. They continued to kiss. She experienced a leg spasm. Her leg twitched, and she had no control over it.

"I can't stop it. My leg is twitching like Bingo, that mutt we had when we were kids," she laughed.

He joined in the laughter. He held her leg and felt it jiggle in his hands.

Adrianna was pleased with the way this had turned out. They had met their legal obligation and came out the other side as friends.

She stood and said, "I will happily report to the family that we have two new members."

She kissed Dasha and Dana on the lips, and announced,. "Dinner is at seven. Dress is casual."

^^^

Dasha and Dana retired early after dinner. Both were anxious. The afterglow of their orgasms was gone. They fretted about the condition of their relationship.

Dasha said, "I'm sorry I climaxed when I was with him."

"I'm sorry," Dana said, "that I came when I was with Drew! I love you. With him, it was just... " Her sentence trailed off.

"GOOD sex?" Dasha said and laughed.

Dana was relieved that her partner was not mad at her or jealous. She had been jealous. Sometimes, her insecurities got the better of her. She was glad Dasha could laugh about the ceremony. They were still good. Dana knew it in her heart.

"Yes, it was just really good sex." Dana joined her in a big belly laugh.

When they stopped laughing, Dasha said, "What would you think if I said I don't want to use Plan B?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'd like to have a child someday. This is probably my only chance to have a baby with your genes. Would it be such a bad thing if I, you, or both of us got pregnant?"

"No. It would not be a bad thing. We're safe here. Why not start a family?"

The girls kissed. They were elated that they were on the same page and happy at the prospect that they might soon have a child.

^^^

The next morning, Grandmother was at the stove when Drew came in for coffee. She said, "Knock on your sister's door and tell the girls that breakfast will be ready soon."

He went to the guest bedroom. He was about to knock. The door was partially open, and he saw Dasha's big beautiful black ass facing him.

The girls were nude and giving each other oral sex. Dana was on the bottom.

"Wow, that's hot," he said to himself. His dick grew hard. He stood there and stared. He stepped back and was going to close the door when he heard his sister say, "Are you staring at my girl's big round bottom?"

She slapped it. The firm flesh barely jiggled.

"Ah... Em," he stuttered, embarrassed because she was correct.

"I'm not mad at you. Hey, I could use your help," Dana said to her brother.

She pulled hard on one of her partner's breasts to get Dasha's attention.

Dana said, "Come up from the feeding trough, will ya. We have company."

Dasha pulled her head out from between Dana's legs, rubbed her abused boob, and said, "Bitch, you hurt my titty."

The words Dana had spoken finally sunk in. Dasha realized they weren't alone. She turned and saw Drew.

"Oh. Hi, Drew," she said in a flirty manner.

Dana said, "Listen to you, Miss Coquette!" She grinned.

She looked at her brother and said, "I want to thank you for being so gentle with us yesterday. We are glad to be in good standing with the family. And you might have helped us out more than you know."

Drew stepped closer and listened.

Dana continued, "Dasha and I want our own family. If she were to have gotten pregnant yesterday, that would be a good thing. Would you mind giving her a second shot of baby juice?"

Drew found this conversation surreal. He was talking to two naked women who were taking a break from giving each other cunnilingus, and one was asking him to have sex with her paramour.

"Ah... You want me to..."

"I want you to spew an ungodly amount of spunk into Dasha's womb and get her in a family way. Drop your pants and stick it in her. I have her all warmed up.

"Let's double-team her. You fuck her while I eat her pussy."

"Sounds like a plan... a really good plan to me, " Dasha said with a big smile. She dropped back down on her hands and knees. She looked over her shoulder at him and wiggled her butt enticingly.

"Well, if you insist. It would be my pleasure," Drew said.

He undressed and rubbed his erection against Dasha's warm slick slit. He located her hole and drove in halfway.

"Mmmm. You fill me up good," the black woman cooed.

Dana licked her friend's clit as her brother worked the rest of his meat into Dasha.

Drew looked down at the sexy black butt in front of him. He thumped it as he drove his cock deeper into her tight pussy. He said, "Can this skinny white boy say 'Wow! Baby's got back!'"

Dasha laughed and answered, quoting Sir Mix-a-Lot, "Then turn around! Stick it out! Even white boys got to shout. Baby got back!"

They laughed and fucked. It was fun for both of them.

Drew picked the pace up, taking it to a feverish level. His hard dick and Dana's quick tongue did a job on the black girl. She came. He felt her pussy clamp down and heard her breathy cries of exhilaration.

He came, giving her the sperm bath she had requested.

Dana took her tongue off her partner's now over-sensitive bud. She languidly licked Dasha's sex. When Drew pulled out, a big gob of his cum fell into Dana's mouth.

For a moment she didn't know what the salty mass was. She swallowed and thought, "I'm going to hell. I'm a lesbian who swallowed her brother's cum. Yeah, I'm a goner."

^^^

The trio was late for breakfast. Adrianna didn't ask why.

Emma joined them. They ate and had a nice conversation. The main topic was Dasha. Everyone wanted to know more about her.

Dana said proudly, "She is very talented. She designs clothes. In Chicago, we had success selling clothing at flea markets. She would sketch, and I would sew. Women loved what we made. It would be wonderful if she could work in fashion. I know she'd be great."

Adrianna said, "That's an idea. You two need a job, maybe you could have a shop here."

"The lamp store next to our spa closed last month," Emma said.

"We own that space, don't we?" Drew asked before shoveling another forkful of eggs into his mouth.

"Yes. Gramps bought the shops on either side of ours, so he had a say in what businesses move in next to us," Emma answered.

"Dana, you can have the space."

Emma commented, "It's a good size for a boutique clothing store. You'd have 1200 square feet of retail floor space, about 1000 more for offices and stock. If you matched the $173 per square foot sales volume that Macy's does, you would earn $207,600 in a year. "

Everyone stared at the manicure lady.

Drew said what they all were thinking, "Wow! Where did that come from?"

"I've always been good at math. The data on retail sales is readily available. I read it in a trade journal one of our customers left at the spa. Sales per square foot of store space is considered a key measure of efficiency in retail, " Emma responded blandly.

Everyone stared at Emma, amazed at her knowledge.

In a blink, the women fleshed out a plan. They discussed how to set up the store and what it should carry.

Drew stood to go do his morning viewings. He said, "Dana and Dasha, this looks like it will work out for you. Put together a budget, and the family will loan you the start-up money. If I recall correctly, that building has a vacant apartment on the second floor. You could live above your store."

Dasha and Dana screamed with excitement. They jumped up, hugged one another, and then hugged their benefactor.

^^^

A couple of frantic days followed. The lesbians moved into the apartment. Progress was made in getting the store ready to open. They found a company in the city that could manufacture Dasha's designs. Everything seemed to be coming together.

^^^

Later that week, the family gathered for Elisabet's birthday party. They had a nice dinner. Everyone wore a Disney character mask. Elisabet wore the complete Snow White costume.

Charlie said, "It's odd that Dana and Dasha are not here."

Barry added, "Yes. They aren't answering their phones, and no one has seen or heard from them for hours. Drew, when did you last view them?"

"I saw them this morning." He did not add that they were naked, sharing a bath, and kissing and caressing each other. "I will do so now."

Drew went to an empty bedroom. He reclined on the bed and calmed himself. He searched for his sister. He felt the connection but saw nothing. He stayed with it, but the situation did not change.

He went to Barry and said, "I reached out to her, but I couldn't see anything."

"So she is asleep, which would be odd at 7:30 at night, or unconscious or blindfolded," he said gravely.

Barry motioned for Charlie to come over. The three of them huddled.

Barry said, "We may have a problem. Charlie, go to their shop and the apartment. See, if, for some reason, they are there. Drew, continue to try and reach them. I will alert our men that there may be a problem we need to deal with so no one drinks too much. For now, we will not alarm the ladies."

^^^

Earlier that day, at around 5 p.m., Dasha's uncles, Philip and Paul, had the lesbian couple under surveillance.

These men were Chicago police officers. Paul was currently on desk duty due to an excessive force complaint. The twins were nearing their twentieth year of service. They planned to retire when their pensions were vested and then work as private detectives.

Paul said, "Foolish girl. Good for us that she didn't know we could track her down by her cell phone."

"Yeah," his brother said. "Lucky for us, this is a commercial neighborhood. Most folks have gone home. This reduces the chance that anyone will see us."

^^^

Dana said, "Dasha, it's nearly 5:30. Let's go upstairs and get ready for the party."

"Sounds good. We got a lot accomplished today."

They locked the shop and took the outside stairs to their second-floor apartment.

Ten minutes later, Paul and Philip crashed through the front door using a battering ram. Dasha was sitting in the living room. She screamed. Dana ran out of the bathroom to learn what had happened.

She had just finished drying her body after showering and was naked. She asked, "Dasha! What's wrong?"

Paul leered at her nakedness and slapped Dana across the face. He knocked her to the floor and said, "Shut up."

The blow stunned her. Dana lay hurt and confused and exposed on the floor.

The men ogled the naked white woman and her firm breasts and bushy pussy.

Dasha stood to go to her girlfriend's aid. Philip pushed her back into the sofa and said, "Stay where you are. "

Dasha sat on the couch dressed in a bra and panties. She was angry and demanded, "What do you want?"

Philip responded, "You broke your Mama's heart when you called and told her you were living with your lesbian lover. You said you were finally happy. She wants you to come home and marry a nice man."

"NEVER!"

Paul squinted his beady eyes and said, "She said if you refused, she hoped we could convince you to stop your sinful ways."

"I ain't never going home," Dasha yelled. She stood and got into his face and said, "I love this woman, and I am lucky that she loves me. I'm sorry Mama doesn't understand."

She gave him a hard push on his chest. That angered him, and he grabbed her boob and squeezed it.

"Owe!" she screamed.

They fought and knocked over a table, breaking a lamp. She punched him ineffectively on the arms and chest. He laughed, pulled her to him, and groped her ass.

She screamed.

He unhooked her bra and pulled it off. He looked at her tits and licked his lips. He knelt and quickly pulled her underwear off. He stood, hugged her, and touched ass and her pussy.

She kneed the big man in the balls. He groaned and fell to the floor.

"Hey!" Philip shouted. He came over and grabbed Dasha.

Dana got off the floor and jumped on his back. She scratched his face, going for his eyes.

He cried out and went to the floor, taking the women with him. He shook Dana off. The four wrestled. The bigger stronger men subdued the smaller, naked women.

Philip wiped blood off his face and said, "You fucking lesbian! You sealed your fate."

Paul bit Dasha's right nipple. She screamed; he laughed and said, "Yeah, I agree, Phil. Plan B."

The men chloroformed the women. They rolled their unconscious bodies in rugs and carried them down to their van. They took them out of town.

Dana awoke and found herself naked in a chair with her hands tied behind her back. She couldn't see her girlfriend. She called out anxiously, "Dasha! Dasha?"

There was no answer.

Dana did see the twins.

They were taking turns drinking bourbon straight from the bottle. Paul reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a bag of white powder. He snorted some and passed the bag to his brother.

"She's okay, you cunt-licker," Paul said to Dana, "for now."

The men snickered.

Philip said, "You can scream if you want to. There is no one around here to hear you."

The men laughed. Paul got up and walked around the room. Dana lost sight of him.

A minute later, Dana felt something push her hair off her neck. A warm cylindrical object pressed against the back of her neck. She smelled sweat and a manly musk.

Paul tapped her shoulder with his hard cock. He said, "Maybe if you were with a real man, you wouldn't want to be with a woman."

He grabbed her breasts, squeezed them, and said, "These aren't half bad."

Dana thought she was going to throw up. She struggled, but there was no getting away from him.

Paul laughed at her and pinched her nipples.

"Owe!" she hollered.

Maybe her cry woke Dasha. She mumbled, "Dana?"

"Here, Baby. I'm here."

"We are here too, " Philip said with a snicker.

Dana knew they were in trouble and that their best hope was that her brother would 'see' them and save them. She scanned the area, trying to give him clues.

She could see they were in a small industrial building. It was a dirty dusty office. She saw broken-down chairs and two beat-up metal desks. There was a cheap clock on the wall, an empty coat stand, and an old computer console by a large window.

She looked out the dirty window.

Strong hands grabbed her. Paul said, "Did you get a good look? Then you know you're out in the middle of nowhere. Whether you two get out of here alive depends upon what you do next. We can kill you bitches, dump your bodies here, and no one will ever find you."

Philip shook the groggy Dasha and asked, "Are you getting this? Listen up. Your life depends on it."

Dasha stood. She was scared. She said, "I hear you. What do you want?"

Philip waved his black dick in her face. He said, "You have caused us problems. We deserve compensation. Make us happy, and we'll drop you off at your place and be on our way and out of your lives."

He paused to let that sink in. Then he shouted, "SUCK MY DICK!"

Philip stood over Dana. His dick was out. He said, "Ditto, white girl. Suck it!" He untied her.

The women knelt, opened their mouths, and wrapped their lips around the angry penises.

^^^

Barry's phone rang. "Hello."

Charlie said, "I'm at the apartment. They aren't here. The door was forced. I see signs of a struggle."

"Damn it!" Barry cursed.

^^^

Drew made contact with his sister. He saw a close-up view of black skin and pubes. "Is Dana going down on Dasha?" he wondered.

He saw a shaft and said to himself, "Her girlfriend doesn't have one of those."

The picture changed. Her head moved so quickly that the image was blurred, and Drew saw the floor.

^^^seconds before^^^

"Damnit, Girl! Watch the teeth," Philip complained. He hit her upside her head. Dana went sprawling onto the floor.

^^^back to real time^^^

"I've never done this before," Dana said quietly as she rubbed the side of her head. She glanced at Dasha. Her girlfriend was gagging. Paul was holding her head and fucking her face.

He chuckled gleefully as he tried to force his dick down her throat.

"Drew, I hope you can see this," Dana said in her mind. She scanned the scale room.

Drew saw a small industrial office. The furniture was old and dusty.

Dana looked up at Philip and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't do that on purpose. Your penis is big, and this is my first blowjob. I'll do better."

She paused, hoping Drew got a good look at the scary man. She reached for his dick.

Drew saw an angry middle-aged black man with no pants. His penis was big and angry and wet from saliva. His view narrowed, and he got a close-up view of a large black cock.

The transmission ended when Dana closed her eyes, took Philip's penis into her mouth, and attempted to please her kidnapper.

Drew woke from his trance to find Emma sitting with him. Weakly he said, "Get the men. I have news about Dana."

Emma gathered the men and returned with a glass of water for Drew. He took a drink and told them what he saw.

Barry said, "It sounds like the two black men kidnapped them."

"But where are they?" Ed asked with concern.

"Drew, I'll get the team ready," Barry said. "Make contact again. We need more info." He pulled out his phone and talked to his guys.

Drew went back into 'sight' mode and focused on his sister. He got poor-quality views that gave him no information.

Dana's eyes were open. She kept them open, in case Drew was watching. She wanted to give him all the clues she could. The views were crap because she was giving a blowjob, and she was so close to the guy that everything was out of focus.

Minutes passed, and Drew got a close-up look at the tip of a big black cock. A black hand stroked it, cum flew, and he lost the picture.

"Bastard!" Drew thought. "He's forced Dana to give him a blowjob, pulled out, and came on her face."

An image returned. The black man had stepped back and sat on the edge of the desk. He was smiling and gasping for air.

^^^

Dasha's abuser had also climaxed. He forced her to swallow his cum. He sat on the other desk and looked at his brother. They high-fived.

Dana moved slowly toward the window. The men paid her no heed. She rose and looked out the window.

Paul said, "What are you doing, girl? Dreaming about escaping?" He and his brother laughed.

Philip ogled her butt and said, "For a skinny white girl, she got a nice ass. I have to tap that."

^^^

Drew saw the dirty glass and beyond. The full moon showed him tall rock walls and a switch-back gravel road. He saw piles of rocks, a crushing machine, and gravel. In the foreground, he saw rocks that had been stacked on top of each other to build a human figure.

Someone had painted a face on the top rock and put a yellow hard hat on it.

Drew withdrew. Emma was by his side. He said, "I saw something. I think they are at a quarry. An abandoned quarry. The building they are being held in is old. Dirty. Neglected."

Barry frowned and said, "There are a lot of quarries. Did you see anything that would narrow it down?"

"I saw a statue. A figure of a man built out of rocks. He had a painted face with a big grin and he wore a yellow hat. Not a ball cap or a cloth hat. One of those plastic safety helmets you see on construction guys."

Emma spoke as she thought out loud. "A guy built out of rocks with a yellow hard hat. I've seen that..." She searched her memories. "I've got it," she said excitedly. "In elementary school when we were studying geology, we had a class trip to a quarry. The statue is Mr. Gravel! At Triple H Quarry!"

Drew kissed her, and said, "You're brilliant!"

Barry said, "They closed that place five years ago. It's secluded. It would be the perfect place to take someone."

Ed said, "That place is out of town on Route 73."

"Lock and load men," Barry said. " We leave in five minutes. Good job, Drew and Emma. Follow us. If you can, Drew, keep in contact with your sister."