“I was slowly getting over my tiredness and I wanted to take part in their action. Getting over to them wasn't too much trouble at all and crouching down I looked between their worked bodies to get an even better view of their joined parts. Juice was dripping down Georgina's cunt and she was lucky to have such a generous well of cunt juice with the size of her husband's prick. Although he wasn't a very tall man there was nothing small to him when it came to the size of his prick as I already mentioned.
“Georgina was in the very process of creaming for the third time, crying out in lust, when Henry pulled his still stiff dong from her cunt and pointed it in the direction of my mouth. Up till now, he had not come yet and eagerly I took the cunt juice-covered poker between my lips, nibbling at the huge head. It was alive and throbbing in my mouth and I hardly managed to get all of the bulging thing in my mouth. My jaws were hurting me because of its size but still I enjoyed what I was doing tremendously, and so did Henry. My mouth did the trick for me and the throbbing dick in my mouth seemed to jerk with a life of its own when he filled my mouth with his slimy spunk. He had buckets full of the stuff and I had to swallow several times to get it all in, but I managed and loved the way the sticky stuff ran down my throat. My passions had gradually risen while I watched Georgina and Henry fuck and when I had started to suck his cock, my hand had disappeared between my legs, frantically masturbating myself. I had not creamed yet when Henry's dong slackened in my mouth, so I threw myself on the floor with legs wide open, frigging myself like mad, anxious to come as soon as possible. Luckily Georgina decided to come to my aid, and she wasn't shy about it either. She flopped herself down and immediately took my fingers away from my cunt. Replacing them for her own was just the beginning of the treatment she was going to give me; only the beginning of a long range of well-experienced ways of giving another woman as much pleasure as possible. She seemed to be in the possession of a dozen hands and they seemed to be all over my body at once, stroking me, caressing me, touching me on every sensitive spot of my body. For one moment they were playing with my cunt leaving me breathless and hungry for more of the same treatment, for another they left my palpitating slit to stroke my tits, pinching the hardened nipples till I thought she would wrench them from my breasts. Her tongue followed her hands everywhere they went, following the same enticing pattern, licking my dripping slit, slobbering at the juice I abundantly secreted, leaving a wet track of saliva on my belly and breasts, touching me everywhere from head to toe. I thought she was at this sort of thing for hours and I could hardly stand another minute of it, when she finally went down to the task of sucking my cunt. And she made me come. Did she ever make me come! I thought the spasms wracking my body would never stop when she emptied me of my juices. I screamed my delight and couldn't stop myself from bucking up and down the floor while she tried to keep contact with my dilating cunt, sucking all the spunk I had to offer. “And we tried everything, the three of us, for as long as it lasted. We went through the whole range of lovemaking together and the cruel side of it was taking a bigger place in it on each new session. We loved to be whipped and caned just like we loved to do the whipping. I remember the beautiful times we had with this. Imagine me being bound on the table with leather straps and both Georgina and Henry whipping me till I creamed! Needless to say they were both as excited as I was and they frigged themselves or each other till they spunked over my flagellated spending form. And we did the same things to Georgina and Henry. We really took turns in being whipped and I can still remember the time when Georgina and I whipped Henry. And we really laid it on him, not sparing a single part of his anatomy. We even whipped his prick and when we saw him shoot his load of spunk in the air we threw ourselves in each other's arms and lying head to toe sucked at the dripping slit under our mouths till we spent. And all the time we had been frigging ourselves, stopping to keep from coming too quickly. But we always finished our sessions by making love in a more tender way, giving us back our hunger for the cruel type of love on a following occasion.”
Mary stopped talking after this, and Jean and I, highly excited like we were, threw ourselves at her, kissing her together, groping under her leather dress, our hands meeting at her pussy and almost fighting for the opportunity to frig her.
I was ready for anything now and since I already had some experience in being whipped I was just about to offer myself for this, when Jean raised her voice in an almost begging tone.
“Oh I want to find out what it is like to be spanked, to be whipped if you want to. Please, Mary, do it to me, let me have a taste of this sort of thing. It sounds terribly bizarre, but exciting all the same. If you like to be whipped I also want to know it. Please, please, do anything to me, but make me come. I'm so fucking randy, I have to come. I just have to come. It's burning me alive. I feel like I'm on fire. I will do anything for you; suck you, lick you, anything… anything at all, but I need something now. Bring out the whips if you have any, but make me come. My cunt is itching so. Quickly! Do something to me, or I'll have to wank myself.”
“Play with her, Mitzy. Just give me time to get something to beat her with. Don't worry, I won't give her the whip right the first time. I'm going to start off with something less drastic. Eventually she will learn how to take the whip as well. And I won't mark her either. Just wait till I'm back and I show you how artful I am in this sort of thing.”
She hurriedly left the room and in the meantime I bent myself over my writhing sister and played with her cunt, working up a froth which covered her already slimy wet cunt lips. Mary didn't take long in coming back and when she entered the room again she had also changed her dress a little.
Instead of wearing a full dress, however miniskirted it might have been, she had changed into a sort of patent leather bikini. The nipples were free from the bra and at her crotch there was also an opening so she or anybody else who wanted to could have easy access to her glorious mound. She looked absolutely thrilling in her strange outfit and I felt myself getting all wet for her. But unfortunately it was going to be Jean who was going to be handled by her first. Well, there was one good thing about that. It left me free to play with her if she wanted me to.
In her hand she was carrying a slender leather strap and a thin cane. She looked menacingly at Jean and me, a cruel light shining in her beautiful eyes. Jean was getting a bit scared, I think, because she didn't respond to my finger-fucking with the same devotion she had done before Mary had reentered the room. But Mary didn't waste any time giving her the opportunity to turn back on her words and chicken out of the deal.
“Turn her on her back, Mitzy,” she said. “Turn her on her back and sit on her. I'm going to use the strap on her first, just to make her get used to a little pain. If she can stand it all right I might try to put the cane on her, if she manages to hold herself from coming that long. It's no fun to spank anybody after they have come. That is the time for more tender lovemaking, till they are ready for the whip again. I feel a bit of an artist about these things and in my own right. It's very hard to find somebody who really knows how to spank properly. But let's get on with it. We're only wasting time this way. She should have had her ass red by this time. And here I am, talking instead of giving myself over to the delightful task of spanking her till she creams.”
I had taken part in this sort of thing before, so I knew how she wanted Jean. Turning her over on her back, I raised her ass and put some pillows under her. Sitting on her back I stretched the skin of her ass as tight as possible and nodded my head at Mary to administer her first blow.
“You really know what you are doing, don't you, Mitzy? It's beautiful how well you know I wanted her skin to be tight. It's really going to sting if she is tight like that.”
“Of course I know what I'm doing. This isn't the first time I have done anything like this, and I love it… both sides of it. I'm already wet at the thought you are going to use that strap on Jean. You may use it on me as well if you want to. But don't wait any longer Get on with it. Spank her! Spank her hard! Make it sting. Make her feel it. Oh. I'm going to enjoy this…”
Mary's eyes lit up at my words and she let her hand with the leather strap come down on Jean's bottom with far more power than she may have intended. Obviously the knowledge I also was an addict of flagellation made her lose her initial plans to start Jean off on this road gently.
Poor Jean almost threw me off her back when the first blow landed on her back, so wildly did she buck up under it. I motioned Mary to go a little softer on her and she nodded her agreement to this. We didn't want to scare the little bitch off, did we? Much less severe, the next few blows landed on her ass, which gradually became rose colored all over.
I was enjoying myself tremendously and without really noticing what I was doing I had brought my hand to my slit and caressed the swollen cunt lips with my fingers. Looking up at Mary, I saw the juice dripping down her legs and her hand was also between her legs, where she busily frigged her quim. We were really in the spirit of the thing and I decided to give our action the needed extra little thrill.
Reaching for Mary's cunt was just a matter of seconds and removing her fingers from her hot-box I inserted my own, fondling her moist cavern with the stiff clit. She squirmed under the lashes of the strap Mary wielded.
Up to now she had not uttered a single sound and the spanking could not have hurt her too much. Obviously
