Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves

by Donna and Toni

Rated NC 17 for graphic and anal sex.

Sarah Jo walked through the mall, a big grin on her face. Today was the day they were going to try out the new holodeck program. Duende had taken his ideas to the new CLim, Jimi Dini, who worked up a very good program for them to use. Duende had done a trial run of it the day before and he was very pleased. Entering into the holodeck office, she spotted Jimi at a computer.

"Ahh, Miss Sarah Jo, I presume," he said with a smile as he hit save on the program he was working on. "The clothing you are to wear is waiting for you in the changing room. As soon as you are ready, I'll take you inside."

She grinned at him and went into the indicated room. Stripping off her clothes, she slipped on the full sleeved peasant style blouse and the petticoats and a skirt that had been with it. Several heavy necklaces, bracelets and a belt adorned with coins and tassels were put on next. Looking in the mirror, she put on large hoop earrings and tied a colorful scarf around her long strawberry blond hair. Giggling at the change in her appearance, she stepped out of the changing room.

Jimi was waiting for her, dressed in a gypsy outfit himself now. He looked her up and down with undisguised admiration. But then frowning slightly, he stepped up to her and loosened the drawstring of her blouse and pushed the sleeves off her shoulders and lowering the front of her blouse, exposing as much of the soft mounds of her breasts as he could. Still not satisfied, he pulled one side down even more so that part of one of her nipples was plainly visible.

"That's better," he said with a wicked grin on his face, as Sarah Jo blushed furiously. "You need to give the guys something to look at." He then led her to the entrance to the holodeck. "The program is already running, and everyone else is in place and waiting."

They walked out into a huge open field stretched out underneath a canopy of stars. Colorful wagons were scattered in groups around the field and numerous small campfires and lanterns let up the night. She could hear the sounds of laughter and music from within the camp and the smell of food and other odors filled the air. A herd of horses of all sizes and colors rested in a rope corral just off to the side.

As Jimi led her through the camp, the men lazing about their own wagons and fires while they ate their meals looked up at her with obvious interest. She could feel their eyes following her as she passed by them and the feeling made her shiver and her nipples hardened noticeably under her blouse. Jimi was leading her in the direction of a one group of wagons set off by itself on the other side of the encampment.

"Are any of those men real?" she asked, struck by the realism of the program.

Jimi shook his head. "Not in the other camps," he said. "The one we will be in is a mixture. Both flesh and blood men like your friend Duende and myself, and the computer generated ones. And if I did my job right, you won't be able to tell the difference. Even if you chose to play with each and every one of them." Sarah Jo shivered at his words, wondering what all was in store for her that night.

As they neared the camp, she could see Duende leaning up against the side of a beautifully decorated wagon, watching her approach. He was dressed in loose fitting pants, knee high boots and a shirt that hung unlaced around his muscular chest. His long black hair hung down in waves across his strong shoulders and the firelight glinted off the earring he was wearing. He looked absolutely gorgeous. She was suddenly keenly aware that the loose neckline of the blouse she was wearing had shifted even more and was now exposing almost all of one of her breasts. She pulled it up but it fell right back down, this time dipping below the nipple. "Don't bother," Jimi said with a chuckle as he put his hand on her bare shoulder, squeezing it to give her courage. "We'll all be seeing a lot more of you before the night is over." His words caused her to swallow hard.

They walked up into the camp and into the circle of light around the campfire. Duende nodded his head in approval.

"Welcome, fair Sarah, welcome to our humble camp," he said seriously with just a faint touch of a smile at the corners of his sensuous lips. As she looked around the group of men sitting around the fire, she recognized Dani, who smiled at her broadly and raised his drink in salute to her. Beside him sat Vincent who had worked with Jimi and Duende in developing the program. The others were all dark haired men, and some of them looked so much like Kronos it sent a shiver running up and down her spine. As she looked around, she spotted Fitz who was sitting on the back steps of a nearby wagon, his eyes undressing the rest of her as the fingers of Jimi's hand lightly brushed her now completely bare nipple, making it harden even more. Blushing again, she smiled back at her friends tentatively. "Relax, and enjoy," the programmer whispered in her ear as he gently pinched the nipple before handing her over to Duende.

"I have brought a suitable young woman for you men to enjoy tonight," he announced. "Do with her what you will." He then took a seat around the campfire with the others and watched as Duende pulled Sarah Jo into his arms and kissed her thoroughly in welcome.

The kiss was so long and so intense and it caused the simmering coals of desire in her belly to rise up into a full- fledged fire. He could feel her shake in his arms as his hands roamed over her body. Surely he didn't plan to take her right here and now in front of all these men! Somehow the very thought of that both frightened and aroused her.

Finally he broke the kiss, biting her lower lip gently as he did so. Grinning wickedly at her, he reached down and undid the tie to the drawstring of her blouse. "Now, go and serve the men, woman! We are all very thirsty." He thrust a jug into her hands and steered her toward the group of watching men.

Duende and Fitz sat down and joined the men around the fire as Sarah Jo stood frozen for a moment, unsure what to do next. A slight nod of Duende's head gave her the push she needed to approach the first man and fill up the tin cup he held out for her. She didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed when he did not attempt to touch her exposed breasts. She turned to serve the next man and found it to be Vincent, who held out his cup without comment as he enjoyed the scenery before him. Jimi was next, and as she poured his other hand reached out and tweaked her nipple again.

"You're doing good, little one. Just relax and go with it. None of us will hurt you, and you can stop this at any time by telling the program to halt," he said quietly as he rubbed the nipple gently between his fingers. Her face flaming, she nodded and turned to the next man, a dark-haired man with a beard that appeared to be a look-a-like of Kronos. He fondled her breasts roughly while she poured his drink. Dani was next and he pulled her down into his lap and kissed her just as long and deeply as Duende had as his hand played with her breasts. When she felt a hand traveling up her leg, she opened her eyes wide in surprise and she kicked the bearded man beside Dani away. He just leered at her and laughed. Dani finally let her up and she continued serving the men until she reached Fitz, who pulled her close to him. Pulling her shirt down even more, he lovingly caressed the ivory skin of her breasts.

"Ah, lassie," he said with a groan. "You are so lovely. When Duende told me all that he was planning for you tonight, I could not bear to stay away. Do you mind terribly?" he asked, his eyes reflecting the firelight at her as he looked up at her. She glanced over at Duende who just grinned. He had told her that he and Fitz had often shared a woman over the course of their friendship and Dani had been just as adventuresome. The two CLims who also sat and watched were a mystery to her. The other three she knew already and was comfortable doing just about anything with, but these two add an element of uncertainty to it all. Where they here to play too? Or just to watch. At this point she didn't know.

"I'm glad you're here," she said softly. He buried his face between her soft breasts and began to kiss her there while his hands gently squeezed her bottom. When his mouth found a nipple, she moaned low in her chest, her eyes closing with pleasure. He continued his administrations for a few more minutes before releasing her and passing her over to Duende who continued to expertly fan the fire within her into what now felt like a raging inferno.

She whimpered softly when he released her and led her back into the middle of the circle next to the fire. As she looked around she could see men from the other camps gathered around, watching her as Duende stood behind her and massaged her exposed breasts in front of them all, his hips pushing up against her. Swallowing hard, she forced herself to look at them all, especially the ones she knew for sure to be flesh and blood.

"Dance for us, little one. Show us the fire in your belly," Duende whispered in her ear. Giving both of her nipples a hard pinch, he stepped back for her and took up his seat in the now tightly packed circle of men. Nodding his head for the music to begin, several of them standing nearby lifted their instruments and began to play.

Sarah Jo started to dance seductively before them all. As the men watched her (especially the real ones), pants began to visibly tighten as all eyes were fixed on her. Fitz especially cleared his throat and adjusted his position a couple of times, thinking how very lovely she looked as she moved. When her eyes caught his a couple of times, the heat he saw in them caused his temperature to raise even more.

The music had started out slow and steady, not unlike a man's heartbeat. She had felt clumsy and unsure at first but as she allowed the music to become part of her like Duende had taught her, she found it easier to get lost in it. Duende nodded his head in approval as Sarah Jo danced. This is what he had been trying to teach her all along. With her passions as intense as they were right now, she forgot about the audience and became one with the dance, unleashing all the fire that was within her. As he continued to watch, her dancing aroused him more and more, until finally, he strode into the circle with her. She looked up at him, momentarily startled, but he took her into his arms and started to dance with her in a way that would make the tango look tame, their bodies pressing closely together as they kissed passionately.

As Duende danced with her, he reached down and caught up her long skirt in his hand and slowly worked it up her body. As it rose, it gave the onlookers glimpses of her shapely thighs and even on occasion, a flash peak of her firm bottom. Dani's eyes never left his sweet OIC's body as she danced before them all.

As he danced with her, Duende stroked her thigh, his eyes never leaving hers as he showed her exactly what she was doing to him. Under the cover of the movements of their dance, he even reached between her thighs on occasion to stroke the wet folds hidden there.

This only served to inflame her even more as she pressed her hips up against his as the men all around her watched open mouthed. Without breaking the rhythm of the dance, Duende guided her hands up in the air above her ahead and then slowly pulled her blouse up over her head. He then spun her around so her back was pressed up against him and let everyone see the beauty of her breasts as the strands of the long necklaces she wore swayed across them. As Duende held her that way, showing her off to all the men, Fitz couldn't take it any longer. He got up, came over to her, and started fondling her breast with one hand, holding her close with the other arm. He kissed her deep and long, his need more than obvious as he pressed against her.

The three of the danced together in the firelight for awhile as Duende worked her skirt off. She now danced before them in nothing but a thin petticoat and the jewelry that adorned her body. He stepped back slightly, letting Fitz continue on.

As Fitz continued to kiss her, he worked his way down to her neck, his hand moved down from her breast to the elastic waist of the petticoat. As he started to suckle a waiting nipple, the hand slowly drew down her last remaining garment, and she was now naked as she moved between the two men.

Stepping back up close to her, Duende pressed his body up against her bare back, his hands caressing her body as she swayed between the two of them. Her eyes were closed and she was totally absorbed in both the sensual music and the wonderful feel of the hands and mouths upon her body.

When Fitz guided her hands to the buttons on the shirt he was wearing, she automatically opened them, one by one, as they continued to sway together. He removed the shirt quickly, and brought her hands to the waist of his pants, which she also undid, the two of them smiling knowingly at each other. After the pants were drawn down and he stepped out of them, pulling off his boots with no problem along the way, he pressed his hardness between her legs and proceeded to stroke it back and forth, getting her even wetter in the process. They both moaned softly as they continued their dance.

Duende had added a slow seductive strip to his part of the dance as well, and he was now completely naked too. He couldn't help glancing over at Dani who sat frozen in place, his mouth dropped open and his eyes wide in pure awe.

Together, the two men carried Sarah Jo over to a blanket spread nearby on some soft grass, Duende her upper half and Fitz her legs, and laid her gently on it, then proceeded to lay down on either side of her and continue their attentions, with both hands and mouths. The music hadn't stopped, but it had changed, the piece now being played a soft, seductive one that was no doubt helping the "atmosphere" of the situation.

Suddenly, as if realizing her situation, she rose up, looking at the gathered crowd. She caught Jimi's eyes and said, "Could you make it so just the real people are here, please?" Jimi glanced over at Duende and he nodded in response. In a blink of an eye, the only people left in the field were Sarah Jo, Duende, Dani and Fitz. Dani glanced around him in surprise, and then with a big grin spread over his face, joined the others on the blanket.

The two other men didn't seem to mind his joining them in lavishing attention on Sarah Jo. The young CLim quickly stripped, and soon there were three very aroused men over her, each one taking a different area of her body. As they traded between her mouth and neck, her breasts, and the region below her waist, Sarah Jo wondered if this was what heaven felt like. She moaned and writhed almost continuously, and it wasn't very long at all before she was coming, hard; she tried not to pull the two handfuls of Duende's hair she held as she cried out in ecstasy.

Duende rolled over onto his back and she mounted him, crying out as his engorged member pushed hard past her barrier. She began to ride him, her movements still linked to the music playing in the background. Dani moved to her side, caressing her breasts as he nibbled on her ear and neck. Fitz took the other side, and gently stroked her ass as she moved on Duende. He squeezed her cheeks and stroked between them as he gave her tiny love bites, starting on the other side of her neck and trailing down to her shoulder, then down onto her back. Between the three of them, there was barely a square inch of Sarah Jo's body that was being neglected.

Dani look up at Fitz and smiled, motioning with his chin toward the back side of Sarah Jo, letting him know she was experienced now in that particular pleasure. After all, she had been sleeping with the two of them in the same bed since the night she moved in.

Fitz grinned, getting the idea, and moved slightly around until he was kneeling directly behind her. He reached his hand underneath her to where her wetness was dripping as she continued to move on Duende, and used her own natural lubricant to prepare her for what he had in mind. When she altered her movement to include pushing back on Fitz' fingers, he knew she was ready, and very gently entered her there. The three of them soon had a rhythm going that was beneficial to all, with Dani still pleasuring her breasts as he somehow fit in there too. Everyone seemed to go over the top within seconds of each other. First Sarah Jo, then Duende, then Fitz, with Dani coming against the hip he'd been rubbing against while busying himself at her breasts. There were soft cries and groans of release from all sides, and then they just more or less relaxed against each other as they recovered, Duende and Fitz still joined to Sarah Jo as they did.

She had a blissful, starry-eyed look on her face as she lay panting on top of Duende. After awhile they all they disengaged and sat on the blanket together, smiling at each other as they slowly recovered. Grinning wicked at them all, she asked, "More?"