I went over and sat on the bed, holding out my reddened palm for inspection.
“I gave her a darn good spanking on the backside. You should see her bottom!”
“So she really went too far. Well, I'm glad you got it over with. Did she say anything about us?”
“Not a word-I may have that to come in the morning, though. I told her we'd talk about what she'd tried to do in the morning, after I'd smacked her. It was all rather strange, really, the way she took it; she knew I was going to beat her when I took her over my lap, but she didn't make any attempt to stop me or to get away. And when it was over, she actually thanked me for doing it.”
“She probably took it as a girl might from her lover,” said Stella thoughtfully. “Tell me what led up to it.”
“Oh, she was naked and waiting when I went in; pretended she was in the act of putting on her nightie. She dropped the nightie and asked me to kiss her then, as she still had to clean her teeth. Well, we went into a clinch and before I knew what she was about, she had her hands under my skirt, dragging my pants down.”
“Sexy little bitch!”
“I thought the best thing I could do was get out fast and think about what to say to her in the morning. I turned after pushing her away, but the pants had fallen down my legs and I tripped and sprawled across the bed. Then came the worst part of it. My skirt was pulled up and she was kissing my behind and thighs; I managed to twist round, but only to have her mouth planted on my pube-even as I pushed her away, she was slobbering at my thighs. I pushed her and she fell on her behind, and, do you know, Stella-she actually had the brazenness to look straight up between my legs as I stood over her, pulling my pants up!”
“And then, of course, you did what you had to- took it out on her backside!”
“Exactly. So where do we go from there?”
“Sleep on it and let the morning take care of itself- worrying won't help. I'll tell you what you can do right now-get those clothes off and come here to me! I'll take your mind off Jane for a while!”
“I'll bet you will, too!” I stripped quickly, wanting to lose myself in the delights of her lovely body.
I found absolutely no difficulty either, as we lay close, fondling and kissing, swiftly bringing each other to a peak of desire that could only be assuaged by the relief of orgasm. We found, too, using a method Phil and I had tried on occasion-soixant-neuf.
Stella had been kneeling beside me, bending over and kissing my belly; inevitably she had moved lower until her warm breath on my thighs demanded I open them. I lay back, enjoying the intimate caresses for a while, until she shuffled round to a better position so that she could get her head right between my legs.
Her full bottom jutted on my left, only a few inches above my face. As I got more and more heated, I became less passive. I could just see the lips of her vulva peeking out from between the backs of her thighs. I wanted it! I stroked it, watching the lips open and begin to glisten with moisture. Then I wanted to taste it as well.
I lifted myself on to one elbow and craned my neck; I could just get my mouth to the warm, mushy haven and licked adoringly. She did her best to help by opening her thighs wider and pushing her bottom out, but the position was still cramped. She looked round at me.
“Soixant-neuf, darling?”
“Mmmm!”
I lay back again and she straddled me, moving herself back a little until her creamy buttocks hovered above my face. I looked up at them and at the long gash of her sex between the spread thighs; it was completely opened up, now, the hanging labia wet and heavy with her sexual lust.
I reached up between her thighs and round to clasp her hips, urging her down to my waiting mouth. Her thighs splayed wider as she lowered her hind lovely quarters, bringing her cunt to rest on my mouth.
We went madly at each other, then, our mouths sucking and even nibbling at the other's drooling quim. As I sucked on her, so she gave me a harder suck in return, tongue thrusting; even the tickling of her hair on the insides of my thighs added fuel to my passion.
I came first, spending at her mouth in a burst of flaming ecstasy, feeling her suck the fluid almost painfully from me. As sensation receded, I relaxed back exhausted, my mouth leaving her sex, still unsated, mutely begging for surcease.
When she felt me relaxing, she lifted her head and made to move away.
“No, darling, wait — just let me have a little rest first and then I'll see to you.”
I lay back, recovering my breath, looking up at my unfinished task from between her thighs. She lifted herself higher and looked back at me from between her legs.
“It felt and tasted as though you rather enjoyed yourself!”
“Mmmm-it was fabulous!”
“Want to rest a while longer before you see to my needs?”
“No-I'll take care of you right now! Just lower that sexy-looking thing a bit more and I'll do my best to suck you dry!”
Down it came with alacrity, covering my mouth with heated wetness. She knelt quite still, her head between my thighs, mouth just resting on my sex, as I gammed her. I reached down between her legs, feeling for her breasts, flattened against my stomach; she raised herself enough for me to get hold of them and I began to pull on the teats as though milking her.
This drove her wild as the nipples became hot and elongated under this treatment. She began giving my cunt great, passionate licks, frantically rubbing her own against my mouth.
Suddenly, she made me jerk hard as she sucked the lips of my vulva forcefully into her mouth, teeth nibbling; her cunt jabbed down on to my mouth and then her familiar and beloved nectar was seeping between my lips.
“Oh, darling, that was wonderful,” she sighed, as she relaxed beside me.
“We'll have to do that again-I'm afraid I didn't time it very well.”
“Well, you did have a start on me.”
We pulled a sheet up over us and switched off the light.
“Enjoy the week-end. Rita?”
Rather-except for one thing, of course.”
“Jane? Yes, that is all rather unfortunate.
“Funnily enough-I'm sorry from her point of view, as well; we bring her to the seaside to make a break for her and end up by smacking her bottom on the last night!”
“You had to do it, though, Rita, or goodness knows where it would end.” She snuggled up to me, kissed the lobe of my ear. “Poor darling, you have got some problems, haven't you? And all because of me.”
“Don't go blaming yourself again, dear-I wouldn't have it otherwise, now.”
“Darling.” A small whisper.
“Hm-hm?”
“It excites you, doesn't it?”
“What does?”
“Jane cuddling you.”
“It does, I'm afraid-and I hate myself for letting it.”
“It's not your fault — that's a natural reaction. It would do the same to me, and I'm no cradle-snatcher- especially the daughter of the woman I love! I must admit I found it pleasant seeing her all bare right down to her slim hips on the beach; those young tits of hers look very promising!”
“Stella-you are one lascivious woman!”
“I don't mean I have designs on the girl…”
“It wouldn't surprise me if she had designs on you, though! Didn't you notice the hot looks you got in your bikini?”
“Did I not! And how disappointed she looked when we kept our own titties covered. Mean, weren't we! She was just dying to have a peek, poor thing. Seriously- what will you say to her in the morning? Thought of anything yet?”
“How could I, with what we were doing? No-I'll just play it my ear when the time comes.”
“And you're prepared for the worst? About her seeing us, I mean?”
“I suppose so.”
“Actually, when you come to think of it, it wasn't all that dreadful. What did we do? We smeared some tan lotion on each other…”
“And kissed and played with each other's titties- and don't forget that long, long kiss just before we came up
