Miss Bridget's Girls

by Robin Bond

  “Dress as you are now, as schoolgirls.” Both girls wore white blouses over white cotton underwear, with a navy-blue pleated skirt, white socks and flat shoes. “I rather fancy Mrs Vargas likes the idea of you being innocent and then corrupting you.”

  “So shall we play innocent?” said Francesca, looking at Miss Bridget with a coy expression.

  “Yes, but you will grow increasingly slutty as the session wears on.”

  “I think we can manage that, Miss Bridget,” said Matilda.

  “I am sure you can,” said Miss Bridget with a pointed look. She had a strong suspicion these two little innocents had already played together, but she said nothing.

  Francesca liked the idea of being accompanied. The two girls made a little ritual out of getting ready. They took a shower together. Matilda slipped a hand between Francesca’s legs.

  “No,” said Francesca, drawing away. “Let’s save it for later. We’ll be hornier that way.”

  They dressed carefully, then did each other’s make-up, with just a little eye shadow and some lipstick, nothing too whorish. Matilda drove them there in her car.

  “I hope it’s just fucking,” said Francesca. “I’m not so keen on spanking and that sort of thing.”

  “Miss Bridget didn’t mention any of that,” Matilda said.

  “No, but you can’t be sure with these old ladies. Some of them can be extreme.”

  “They not really old,” said Matilda. “Some are only fortyish.”

  “Older, then,” said Francesca firmly.

  Mrs Vargas answered the door herself. She was a pleasant-looking lady, between forty and fifty, as they expected, with a good figure. She was well-dressed in what Francesca thought must be expensive clothes. She sat the two girls down in her sitting room and offered them lemonade. Matilda and Francesca introduced themselves.

  “In case you are wondering,” she said, “there was a Mr Vargas once, but I divorced him. I decided I preferred girls.”

  Matilda and Francesca smiled understandingly.

  “I’ll be frank,” Mrs Vargas said, “I like fucking. Penetration, in all orifices. I like to get it, and to give it.”

  “That covers a lot of ground,” said Francesca cheekily.

  Mrs Vargas smiled. “I assume you are used to that?”

  “Oh yes,” said Matilda. “We’ve been well trained in that.”

  “Good,” said Mrs Vargas. “Let’s go up to the bedroom. That’s where all the equipment is.”

  She led the way, Francesca admired Mrs Vargas’s shoes as she mounted the stairs. In the bedroom, Mrs Vargas turned to them. “Let’s get acquainted,” she said. “Come and kiss me, both together.”

  She put her arms around the girls’ waists, drawing them to her. She kissed Matilda on the mouth. Francesca started to kiss Mrs Vargas on the neck. Then Mrs Vargas turned to her and kissed her mouth as well. Soon all three were kissing each other indiscriminately, tongues and lips going everywhere. Francesca felt Mrs Vargas’s hand move down to her bottom, rubbing and squeezing. It was nice.

  “Undress me,” she said.

  Francesca and Matilda unbuttoned Mrs Vargas’s dress. Francesca drew it up over her shoulders and Matilda folded it and placed it on a chair. Francesca went behind Mrs Vargas and unfastened her bra, which she did not fail to notice was of black silk. Mrs Vargas had generous breasts, quite firm for a woman of her age, Francesca thought. They had large brown nipples. Matilda knelt and peeled off Mrs Vargas’s knickers, which were also of black silk, matching her bra. Mrs Vargas kicked off her shoes, then Matilda peeled off her stockings too. Matilda noticed that like most of their clients Mrs Vargas’s pubis was not shaved. Instead, there was a thick clump of black curly hair, trimmed slightly and shaped.

  Mrs Vargas sat down on the edge of the bed. “Get your own clothes off now, girls,” said Mrs Vargas. Quickly Francesca and Matilda stripped off. Their bodies were slim and youthful, supple and sleek. Between their legs was shaved clean.

  “Sit on either side of me, girls,” said Mrs Vargas. She invited each to take one of her nipples in her mouth. The two girls sucked eagerly. Francesca enjoyed the feel of the swollen, erect nipple under her tongue. She put a hand to Mrs Vargas’s breast and squeezed it gently.

  “You can nibble a little, but no hard biting,” said Mrs Vargas.

  While they attended to Mrs Vargas’s nipples, she put a hand between each girl’s legs, feeling their smooth, tight little cunts. Francesca and Matilda both liked this. Matilda was feeling aroused; she knew she was a little wet already.

  “Open your legs a little more,” said Mrs Vargas. She pushed a finger up into each girl’s cunt, then she spread a little of the wetness she found in each, sliding it over their clits. Both Francesca and Matilda made little noises and shifted position slightly. They were getting excited. Suddenly Mrs Vargas stood up. “Time for some toys,” she said.

  From a cupboard she produced three harnesses and three large black dildos. “One each,” she smiled. She gave one each to the two girls, then began to buckle one on herself; Francesca noticed it was a little larger than the others. Soon Mrs Vargas, Francesca and Matilda stood facing each other, each with a black cock sticking out from their groin. Mrs Vargas knelt on the bed. “Fuck me, girls,” she said. “One at each end.”

  Matilda took the rear, carefully inserting her black silicone cock into Mrs Vargas’s pussy. It went in easily enough, because like Matilda Mrs Vargas was wet already. Matilda waited until Francesca pushed her cock into Mrs Vargas’s mouth. Then the two girls began to fuck her, gently at first, then with increasing vigour. Mrs Vargas began to grunt, then to moan. “Harder,” she said. The two girls redoubled their efforts ramming their cocks into Mrs Vargas’s mouth and pussy. Matilda had her by the hips to get a good purchase. Francesca held her head, positioning it just right. “Oh, god,” Mrs Vargas cried, “fuck me like a bitch.”

  Matilda gave it all she’d got, going harder and harder. Mrs Vargas was greedy for punishment. Francesca forced her cock further and further down Mrs Vargas’s throat. Mrs Vargas made choking noises, but then yelled out, “Don’t stop.” Her body began to shake and she put a hand between her legs, gripping herself, rubbing, squeezing every last drop of pleasure out of her orgasm. Matilda and Francesca withdrew their strap-ons, wondering what came next.

  Mrs Vargas lay back on the bed. “I want to watch you fuck each other, girls,” she said. “You can choose who does what to whom.”

  Matilda knelt on the bed and motioned to Francesca to kneel in front of her, in the doggie position. She pushed her strap-on into Francesca’s cunt, then began to fuck. Mrs Vargas watched intently.

  “Do it hard,” said Mrs Vargas. “Give the little slut what she needs.”

  Matilda thrust in and out of her friend, pushing the black cock in right up to the hilt. Francesca felt it filling her. It was certainly a good size, just the right size, in fact. Had it been bigger, Francesca thought, it might have been uncomfortable; too small and it might have disappointed her. She enjoyed what Matilda was doing to her, but unlike Mrs Vargas she didn’t think she would get to come. In her experience, which admittedly was not extensive, she needed some manual stimulation to orgasm. Experimentally she put her hand between her legs, her nimble fingers seeking out her clit. She began to fondle it. After ten minutes of incessant fucking, she began to feel that distinctive tremor of desire that heralded an orgasm. “More,” she said to Matilda. “Harder.” Then she came.

  “All change,” said Mrs Vargas, indicating that Francesca should do the fucking now. She watched as Matilda got on her knees to receive the strap-on cock. “Make sure you do it hard enough,” Mrs Vargas said to Francesca. “A fucking should always be performed with vigour.”

  Francesca set to work. She’d never fucked anyone before. It was a strange experience, watching the big black thing disappearing into Matilda’s cunt, then pulling out again. She saw how the lips of Matilda’s cunt closed around it as it withdrew, as if reluctant to let it go. Mati
lda started touching herself, her fingers working her clit. Francesca fucked a little harder. She glanced sideways and saw that Mrs Vargas had her hand between her legs. But as far as she could make out, Mrs Vargas did not come. Matilda certainly did, her bottom wiggling, as she gave out a loud moan of pleasure.

  Mrs Vargas stood up, the long black dildo swaying slightly. “Lots more combinations we can work through,” she said. “But let’s have a drink first.”

  She fetched a bottle of wine and poured the girls a glass each. They sat sipping, looking expectantly at Mrs Vargas. “Let me say that none of the men I ever had could fuck as well as you do, my dears. A mere male cock is no match for a nice big, hard dildo, in my opinion.”

  Francesca was pleased to hear it, since she had no intention of ever letting a cock go anywhere near her cunt. Mrs Vargas got up and went back to her cupboard, returning with a cunningly shaped pink vibrator. “I can also say,” she continued, “that no man ever made me come half as well as this little machine.”

  She handed it to Francesca. “Try it,” she said. “Don’t be shy.”

  Francesca put the tip of the vibrator against her clit and switched on. It was a very stimulating sensation indeed. Francesca turned up the speed.

  “Not too much, dear,” said Mrs Vargas. “I don’t want you coming too much too quickly, or you will have no appetite for what is to follow.”

  Francesca turned off the vibrator and handed it to Matilda, who also put in between her legs, and turned on. She closed her eyes as she felt the little machine strumming on her clit.

  “That’s enough now,” said Mrs Vargas. “Time for more fucking. Let’s try a sandwich.”

  Francesca wasn’t sure what was meant by this. Mrs Vargas demonstrated, pushing Francesca onto her knees and beginning to fuck her with her strap-on.

  “Get behind me,” she said to Matilda. “Fuck me too while I do this girl.”

  Matilda knelt behind Mrs Vargas and pushed her strap-on into Mrs Vargas’s cunt. Mrs Vargas was sandwiched between the two girls. She rammed her strap-on into Francesca mercilessly, while encouraging Matilda to fuck her harder and harder. Francesca wanted to cum again; was this allowed? You had to be careful with clients; they could easily take offence if they thought you were taking your own pleasure instead of concentrating on the one who was paying.

  Mrs Vargas breathlessly called a halt; she hadn’t cum but it seemed that was enough for the time being. She wanted to watch the two girls again. “I want you to do 69,” she said. “You know what that is?”

  “Yes, Mrs Vargas,” Matilda said. Miss Bridget had made sure she knew most of the basic terms.

  “Go to it, girls,” Mrs Vargas said, lying back on the bed with her hand between her legs, slowly fondling herself while sipping her wine. Francesca lay on her back and Matilda knelt over her, with her mouth wrapped around Francesca’s strap-on. She sucked it eagerly while Francesca took her own. Mrs Vargas watched for a while. Then she told Matilda to straddle Francesca’s hips, taking Francesca’s cock up into her cunt. Mrs Vargas sat on Francesca’s face, her cunt pressed right up against her mouth. She leaned forward and put her arms round Matilda’s neck, pulling her towards herself and kissing her on the mouth. Mrs Vargas and Matilda enjoyed having Francesca beneath them, servicing them with her mouth and her strap-on. Mrs Vargas put her hand between her legs and began to masturbate, all the while grinding herself into Francesca’s mouth. Soon she came, writhing against Francesca’s face.

  Mrs Vargas ordered another pause. They all three lay on the bed, sipping their wine. After a while Mrs Vargas announced that now it would be ass-fucking. She knelt on all fours and invited Matilda to push her cock into her ass. “But first,” she said, handing Matilda a tube, “push a little bit of lube into me.” Matilda spread the lube liberally, putting some on her big black cock too. Then she worked it up into Mrs Vargas’s ass. It wasn’t so easy as penetrating Mrs Vargas’s pussy, but she encouraged Matilda. “Just keep pushing hard, dear, no matter what the resistance.”

  Mrs Vargas groaned a few times as Matilda pushed, but at last the cock was lodged in her ass. “Come and kneel in front of me,” she said to Francesca. “I’ll get your ass ready for fucking.” She bent her head and began to lick Francesca’s ass. The girl had never experienced this before. At first she thought it was a little disgusting, but there was no doubt it was an agreeable sensation, even a stimulating one. Mrs Vargas was digging her tongue in as far as she could. This went on for some time, Mrs Vargas evidently greatly enjoying having Matilda’s cock in her ass. But then she thought of an even better idea.

  “Pull out,” she ordered her. Matilda wondered if she hadn’t been doing it right. Mrs Vargas had been making the sort of noises a woman makes when she is being fucked hard and deep. What could be wrong?

  Mrs Vargas told Matilda to lie on her back on the bed. She climbed on top of her, guiding Matilda’s cock into her pussy, then leaning forward. “Now,” she said over her shoulder to Francesca, “I want you to work your cock into my ass at the same time as Matilda has her cock in my pussy. In case you don’t know, it’s called a double penetration, or dp for short.”

  Francesca did as she was asked. She went carefully; surely it must hurt to have two cocks in you at once? But Mrs Vargas seemed to enjoy it, coaxing her to push harder until both cocks were securely lodged.

  “Try and synchronise your movements so that the two cocks complement each other, one going in as the other is already in deep, that one pulling out before going back in just as the other comes out. Just like a piston engine.”

  Francesca thought it an odd metaphor but she did her best. After a while the two girls got the hang of it. They started to speed up and Mrs Vargas moaned and groaned as the two big cocks stretched her holes. As she leaned forward on top of Matilda she put her hand between her legs and began to rub. After ten minutes of forceful fucking, she came, loud and long. Carefully the two girls withdrew.

  Mrs Vargas rolled over and lay in the bed, getting her breath back. Then she got up on her elbow and reached for her glass. “You did well, girls. I shall tell Miss Bridget I am pleased. Doubtless there are some further combinations we might try, but we’ll leave that for another time.”

  She said they might get dressed and leave. Driving away, Matilda said, “It was quite exciting in a way, but a bit like fucking by numbers.”

  Francesca had been slightly disappointed that after Mrs Vargas preparing her for anal fucking, she hadn’t actually received any. Perhaps Matilda might be interested? “Let go home and get into bed,” she said. Neither of the girls possessed a strap-on, but she determined to get one. In the meantime, they had a couple of dildos, one intimidatingly large. Francesca felt a little thrill in her cunt at the thought of it being pushed into her ass. She hoped it would hurt a little as it stretched her. Just a little.

  Chapter Twelve

  Miss Bridget had told Frau Ledermann that she was to send a report after every assignment with Dr Lowman, describing in full detail the use he had made of her. Accordingly, two days later Miss Bridget received the following email:

  “Dear Miss Bridget,

  I attended Dr Lowman yesterday. He took me to a motel because he said his study was not safe for the things he intended to do to me. When we got there he told me to take off all my clothes. Then he unlocked my chastity belt. He spent some time inspecting my person. I was made to walk about the room, stand in front of him while he felt between my legs, turn around and bend over. He spread the cheeks of my bottom and then pushed a finger into my asshole, which hurt a little because he used no lubrication. Then he told me to bend over the table and not to move. I heard him take off his belt and then I felt it whip across my ass. It was very painful. He did it several more times, and then he folded his belt double and used it like that, which hurt even more. He said I was a slut and needed to be punished. The beating went on for a long time. I felt I was getting near my limits, although I did not have a safe word. At last he stopped and put the belt d
own. My bottom was stinging very badly; today I have marks and I attach a photo for you to see. Dr Lowman made me kneel and suck his cock. It was the first time I had done such a thing for a long time. I did not much enjoy having a cock in my mouth; I would much prefer to be licking a pretty pussy. Before I knew what was happening Dr Lowman ejaculated. There was a lot of it and some of his cum escaped my mouth and ran down my chin onto my breasts. I had to clean up Dr Lowman’s cock afterwards, then he put it away and said that would be all for today. He walked out of the room, leaving me to put my chastity belt back on and get dressed. I had to find my own way home, which was not very gentlemanly of him. I am afraid I do not like Dr Lowman, but of course I will continue to satisfy his needs for the good of the Circle and because I will readily do anything you require of me.

  Yours respectfully,

  The German cunt”

  Miss Bridget looked at the photo Frau Ledermann had sent. It showed her handsome bottom striped with vivid red marks. It looked like quite a severe beating. Miss Bridget wondered if there would be worse to come. Oh, well, the German cunt had been trained to take a lot of punishment. It would be good for her.

  Miss Bridget was still of the same mind three days later when Frau Ledermann sent another email, an account of her second session with Dr Lowman.

  “Dear Miss Bridget,

  Yesterday I went with Dr Lowman again. We returned to the same motel. As before he ordered me to strip, then put his hand on me as I stood naked in front of him, fondling, squeezing, stroking, prodding, penetrating. He spent some time working my asshole with his fingers, pushing them in and out. He put some lubrication in me and I knew what was coming next. He had me kneel on the bed and got behind me and began to force his cock into my ass. Despite the lubrication it was a tight fit, and it caused me some discomfort. But he seemed to take no notice of that; his thought was only for his own pleasure. After fucking for a long time, he did at last ejaculate, and withdrew. He told me to stay as I was. His semen began to dribble out of my ass; is this what you call a creampie?