Barrie swung Natasha’s legs over the side of the bed, swaying as he stood up. ‘He held her hand to her forehead and giggled. ‘He should be OK, but we did give him a bit of a seeing to last night. Keep going, Debs, I need a pee.’ Debbie did as she was told, slowing the pace and swaying from side to side as she squirmed down on the stiff but reluctant penis.
A couple of minutes later, Natasha felt the mattress dip as her body crawled onto the bottom of the bed. Then she felt her own legs straddle Barrie’s to sit down behind Debbie. She lifted Barrie’s head to see her own slender left hand cup Debbie’s left breast, leaving the right one to bob and swing crazily in a way which she found incredibly erotic. When the fingers of her right hand marched through Debbie’s pubic hair to work on her clitoris, Barrie‘s penis became unbearably stiff. Debbie shouted that she was going to come and carried on shouting as she shuddered into a prolonged orgasm. When she eased her still quivering pussy off Barrie’s penis, Natasha gave an audible sigh of relief, at last. Now she could take Barrie’s body to the bathroom. But, Debbie’s body and hers moved forward in unison and Natasha felt Barrie’s penis enter her own vagina.
‘No Tash! Please. I must go to the bathroom! ’ Natasha’s own body was hidden by Debbie, who was sitting astride Barrie’s chest, but judging by the way her vagina was gripping Barrie’s penis, he had no intention of heeding her plea. ‘Barrie, for heaven’s sake, let me go.’ Debbie grinned down at her. ‘No, you Barrie, her Natasha.’ She smiled back and said, weakly. ‘I need to go so badly, I can‘t think properly.’ She saw her own hands rest on Debbie’s shoulders for support as Barrie began to work her vagina up and down his penis in long slow strokes.
Debbie left a wet trail as she eased herself over Barrie’s stomach and onto his chest. Natasha smelt her sex as she moved closer. It aroused Barrie’s senses – her senses and for the first time she began to think of his thing as hers. It was her penis – her ‘old boy’ which had provided Debbie with so much pleasure and still marvellously erect, it was doing the same for her own body. Well, Barrie could have her vagina, she had his ‘old boy` – the pleasure giver and she was going to make the most of it. If they ever returned to their own bodies, she wanted the satisfaction of knowing she had made better use of it than he had ever done. She pushed Barrie’s rough hands under Debbie’s bottom who squealed as she was pulled onto a probing tongue. She heard her own shrill cries, Debbie’s whimpers and Barrie’s grunts of satisfaction as they convulsed and came together. Debbie continued to push her sex against Barrie’s tongue as she shuddered again and again. Barrie could drown in her sea of wetness for all she cared, Natasha licked and probed until Debbie’s quivering orgasm subsided.
Rewarded first use of the shower for services rendered, Natasha lovingly lathered Barrie’s testicles and pulled back his foreskin to wash the monster beneath. It twitched and instead of discouraging it, she stroked and squeezed, watching as it unfurled into yet another erection. Giggles from behind the shower curtain alerted her to the peepers. Unabashed, she turned sideways to let them see her ‘old boy’ it an all its glory. As she rinsed it off, the girls joined her in the shower and it wasn’t until much later that they heard about the Meltcon fire.
Duggie Lummox was well into his new fitness routine. The long shapely legs of his PA, which he had for so long admired from afar, were wrapped around him, her heels pressing on his buttocks, urging him on. When the telephone rang, Duggie paused mid stroke to reach over and pick up the receiver, but Penny wrapped her arms round his elbows effectively pinned him to her. She whispered in his ear. ‘Shag me, Duggie. Shag me hard.’ The telephone continued to ring but as Penny encouraged him to greater efforts, Duggie became oblivious to it and when Penny shouted that she was coming, he experienced a lengthy ejaculation. The insistent ringing of the telephone eventually stirred them from their post coital embrace. Penny coolly picked up the receiver and Duggie smiled at her as she told the caller that the call had been diverted to the Travel Plan office and she would see if she could find Mr Lummox. She pressed the mute button and grinned at him. ‘It’s Desmond Partridge, editor of the Hamsworth Bugle, are you in?’ Duggie, who was still breathing hard, returned her grin and kissed her before slowly withdrawing. ‘Tell him I’m busy and I’ll call back.’ Penny rolled over onto her side as Duggie lifted off and lay next to her. She released the mute button and passed on the message, then listened and nodded several times before saying she would tell him and replacing the receiver.
‘Tell him what?’ breathed Duggie, nibbling on her ear. She felt his cock digging into her buttocks. Jesus, he still had a hard on. She wasn’t about to waste it. ‘I’ll tell you later.’ She turned onto her hands and knees and with a grunt of approval Duggie caressed her buttocks and eased back into her. He was not as big Barrie, but somehow, he had the knack of hitting all the right spots so she refrained from telling him to fuck her harder, because there was no way he could make her enjoy it more. She came again and again and by the time he came to a shuddering halt half an hour later, she was completely satisfied.
Over breakfast she told him that the editor of the Bugle guessed that he would know about the fire at the Melton factory, but probably wouldn’t know that the chap he had appointed as coach for the local Rugby Club was about to be feted as a national hero.
A confused Julie Bunford made herself another cup of coffee. Following their argument at Roberto’s she had found it difficult to calm down and enjoy a night of sex with Lucy, who had orgasm after orgasm; one of which she described as explosive. Julie’s were as elusive as they had been before she discovered her true sexuality. She thought of Suzy and her half naked body lying in the grass, but every time she was about to come, the vision changed to Lucy having anal sex with Mervyn. Eventually it was Lucy who said they should get some sleep.
Julie woke early and not wishing to try again, slipped out of bed and tip toed to the kitchen. They were going to London to visit Lucy’s companies and sign important forms at her bank. She should be excited at the prospect of officially being a partner in the Lovebrace business empire, but was finding it hard to feel enthusiastic about the trip. Was it guilt, because of Suzy? She sipped her coffee. Or was it that she couldn’t bear to watch Lucy having sex with a man especially anal sex? It was her enjoying it so much which really upset her. She sighed, it was no good, she would have to tell Lucy how she felt. She made another cup of coffee and took both cups to the bedroom.
Lucy was doing some stretching exercises in front of one of the mirrors as Julie walked in. She turned her head and smiled. ‘Thanks darling, why don’t you join me?’ Julie placed the cups on a bedside table and as Lucy was naked, shrugged off her robe, and stood next to her. Lucy smiled at her in the mirror. ‘Just follow me.’ She started a series of simple exercises. Julie watched and copied as best she could.
‘You must admire your own body darling. Here let me show you.’ Lucy stepped behind her and used her hands to get Julie into the correct positions. Her body was pressing hard against hers and Julie could feel her large erect nipples moving across her back. Her vagina tingled and began to throb when she placed a hand on her stomach. ‘No need to say tummy in to you Julie, you look absolutely magnificent?’ She was whispering into her ear. Julie shivered. It felt so erotic. ‘Have you fiddled with yourself this morning?’
Julie shook her head, as much to herself as to Lucy, who nibbled at the lob of her ear.
‘You’re a very naughty girl. Didn’t I tell you to love your cunt?’ Lucy managed to squeak a faltering, yes, as Lucy’s hand moved down to seek her clitoris. ‘You should stand in front of the mirror like this every morning, doing this with your right hand and gently caressing your breasts with the other.’ She set Julie up so that her hands replaced her own, then walked over to the mirrored wardrobe door which, since Julie’s early cleaning days, had always been locked. Now the key was in the door and when it was opened, Julie caught a glimpse of rubber garments on hangers, whips, chains, manacles, a coil of white rope and much more she could not identify. Lucy reached in for something and kept it hidden as she moved behind Julie again.
‘Now close your eyes darling. – tightly now.’
Julie, who was caressing herself, as instructed, did as she was told. She felt Lucy’s hand slide over hers, then felt her fingers slip into her vagina. They slid easily into her wetness. She guessed it was two fingers as they curled around and found her sensitive spot, which made her tremble. She thought she might come if Lucy kept touching her there, but the fingers were taken away. Then she felt something else being inserted, it was thicker, definitely not her fingers, but pressed on the same spot.
‘Keep those eyes tightly closed, almost ready.’
She felt Lucy’s hands touch the back of her legs and wrap something around her waist. She felt something slide between her buttocks and tighten, then the hands resting on her shoulders, pushed; encouraging her to turn. ‘Turn to the left darling.’ She did as she was told. ‘Now, turn your head to the right – and open your eyes.
She gasped when she saw a large erect penis sticking out from her sex. Lucy curled her fingers around the dildo and moved it up and down and Julie felt the part inside her move. It felt delicious, but not just down there; her whole body was tingling. Lucy kissed her on the nape of the neck. ‘Isn’t it a beauty? It really is difficult to tell it from
