by Bridy McAvoy
“Jesus Christ!”
The poor guy didn’t know what had hit him as she continued to fuck herself on him, slamming her hips backward and forward with complete abandon. Such treatment would not take long to produce a response and he, too, quickly emptied his balls onto the small of her back.
“Stay exactly where you are and don’t move,” Bill told Susie and he disappeared into the other room. He reappeared a moment later with a rather bedraggled-looking Carrie. Carrie’s face was covered in goo and so was her pussy mound with her pubes matted with come, too. They had a least untied her hands and she looked at her friend in trepidation as the four men from her own gang-bang crowded into the room behind her. All the men now had cameras in their hands and Susie was still face down and blindfolded on the table.
“Carrie will now lick the come off Susie’s back before allowing Susie to return the favor.” Andy’s announcement brought a round of chuckles from the men and anxious gasps from the two girls. They all distributed themselves to good vantage points as Carrie nervously moved forward on still shaky legs to stand next to her friend. She could see Susie’s own fluids dripping copiously down her legs and was fully aware that her own legs were in no better shape. She moved to stand behind Susie and her friend stretched her hand back to grope for and find Carrie’s, squeezing it reassuringly. Carrie now bent down to the task in hand and, as her tongue touched the pool of sticky white fluid, she could hear a cacophony of shutters as everybody took pictures of this ultimate degradation.
Attempting to get it over with quickly, she lapped at the sticky goo which Susie’s body heat was keeping quite warm and was relieved when the messy job was finally done. She leaned back and Susie slowly lifted herself into a standing position facing her friend. Still blindfolded, she wasn’t quite sure where her friend needed attention and Carrie was about to guide her to her face when Bill spoke up.
“Do her belly, too Carrie. We can see the come from here.”
There was a chorus of laughter from the men present as slowly Carrie sank to her knees and eyed the trails of goo still sticking to Susie’s stomach. Susie leaned back against the table, gripping the edge for support, as she felt Carrie’s tongue beginning its slavering job of cleaning her up. The task was finally complete and Susie realized Carrie was finished as she felt her friend stand up.
“Clean Carrie’s pussy now, Susie, but don’t swallow any.”
Andy’s command sank into Susie’s lust-fogged brain and she obediently sank to her knees. Carrie moved closer to her friend and gently guided Susie’s face to her matted pubic hair, and the blonde girl immediately began to bathe the area with her tongue. Carrie couldn’t help it—the stimulation was way too much for her and, without further bidding, slammed up and over into another spasm. Susie, feeling what was happening to her friend, knowing that the men were taking close-up pictures of her blindfolded face licking at Carrie’s pussy, followed her up and over within a couple of seconds. Carrie’s legs would no longer support her and she slumped backward to the floor where she sat there panting. Susie dropped her hands to the floor to support her weight and hung her head, panting for breath, too.
“That, gentlemen, is a wrap!”
Chapter 52
Andy and Bill gently steered the amateur class around the house, gathering up their equipment before Andy drove them back to town. Meanwhile the two spent girls had somehow managed to make their way upstairs where Susie stepped into the shower while Carrie sat on the toilet seat waiting her turn.
“Come on, silly, there’s room for two and we can have a shower without getting hot about it. I’ll wash your back and that’s all I’ll do.”
Carrie smiled tiredly at her friend and quickly stripped off the shoes and knee highs she was still wearing.
A few minutes later the two girls, somewhat revitalized by the soothing shower, were sitting on the bed in their toweling robes when an excited Lizzie burst into the room.
“You guys look done in. What happened?”
“What do you think happened?”
“They didn’t.”
“They did!” Carrie was quite emphatic.
“What… all of them?”
“Except for Bill, yeah. Carrie had four of them and I had three and then, for a finale, we had to clean each other up!”
“Yuk!”
Susie gave Carrie’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “But we both came a lot, didn’t we, petal?”
“Hmm… I lost count.”
“You mean they all fucked you?” Lizzie was incredulous—half glad Phil had prevented her from joining in and, at the same time, surprising herself by feeling half regretful too.
“That’s what we said. Anyway, why are you so happy?”
“No reason… ” Lizzie’s grin gave the lie to that statement and the other two pressed her for an answer.
“Well… Phil is going to shred the contracts as of Monday.”
“What?”
“Yep, he says we’ve paid him back, and more. If we want to carry on modeling for him, he will pay the correct going rate on a session by session basis instead.”
“You’re kidding?”
“Nope!”
“You mean we won’t have to do this anymore?” Susie sounded upset rather than pleased.
“No, not have to, but we can do if we want to!”
Carrie broke down into sobs and the other two quickly sat next to her and draped comforting arms across her shoulders. After a couple of minutes she raised her tear-stained face up to look at her friends.
“Carrie, sweetie, what’s wrong?”
“I hated this; I hated Phil when this started. Now I don’t know anymore. In the last two months I’ve come more times than in the rest of my life put together. Even just now, being degraded and fucked like that I couldn’t stop coming, I didn’t want it to stop. I don’t want this to stop.”
She subsided into sobs again and the other two tried to console her. Phil appeared at the doorway alerted by the sounds and looked in, with concern on his face. Lizzie discreetly shooed him away and continued to console her friend. Phil shrugged and went downstairs to help Bill restore the rooms downstairs to their proper state.
Lizzie stated, speaking to her again.
“You silly goose, you. It only stops if you want it to stop. Phil will continue to run sessions with us, from simple shoots up to gang-bangs like this, if you want. The only people who will stop it is us, and I’m not going to stop now that he has asked me to marry him.”
The two girls jaws dropped open and they turned to look at her in shock.
“That’s right. Phil realized the night Bill hurt me, albeit accidentally, that he couldn’t let it happen again to any of us. He realized he specifically couldn’t let it happen to me so, as a result, you have probably noticed that I don’t get to experience all the things you do, these gang-bangs for example.”
“You mean you’d have wanted to do that?”
“Hell, it sure looked like fun and you two definitely enjoyed it!”
“What do you mean looked like?” Susie asked frowning.
“After Phil and I had celebrated our engagement in the proper manner,” Lizzie blushed at the memory, “we were watching on the TV screen in the bedroom.”
“Phil is going to talk to us all about that in the morning but, in the meantime, it’s time for bed.”
Lizzie’s throaty little laugh echoed down the hallway as she went back to her room to await the eager embrace of her new fiancé. Susie and Carrie just looked at each other knowing that, shortly, Bill would be joining them, looking forward to a repeat of the previous night’s activities. They were both somewhat surprised to realize they were, too.
Chapter 53
The following morning dawned bright, sunny and clear and the three women laughed and joked as they skinny–dipped, occasionally sprinting between the Jacuzzi and the pool. The three men—Andy had returned during breakfast—were sprawled on loungers around the table on the patio, watching the three
enjoy themselves.
Lizzie whispered to her friends.
“What happened last night then—more of the same?”
“Not exactly.”
“What do you mean, not exactly?”
“Well, Bill decided that we were too done in by the gang-bangs to spend the night frolicking with him so he just did us once each and let us go to sleep.” Susie looked across at Carrie and giggled.
“And… what else?”
“Well, I got up to go for a pee about five and, when I came back, Bill was watching me through lidded eyes and gently stroking his half erect dick. So I climbed on top of him and started sucking him.” Carrie blushed as she told Lizzie what had happened.
“Then what?”
“Well, after I’d got a mouthful of his come, he whispered not to swallow it and to crawl across the bed to Susie, and dribble it into her open mouth as she slept.”
“Talk about a wake up shock. I thought I was drowning!”
“Bill just cracked up and Susie started giggling and, within seconds, the three of us were in hysterics.”
“Go on, that’s not the end of the story, I’m sure.”
Carrie giggled again and held up three fingers. Susie, not to be outdone, held up four.
“What about you?” asked Carrie.
Lizzie blushed and held up both hands showing a total of seven fingers.
Her friends just looked at her and the three of them collapsed into fits of laughter.
“Time’s up, girls. Your outfits are in the dining room. Let’s go.” Phil called from the other end of the pool and the three naked women quickly jumped from the Jacuzzi, swarmed into their toweling robes and followed the men indoors.
Thirty minutes later, dried, their hair teased into some semblance of order and some makeup applied, the three arrived in the dining room to see their outfits on the table. All three were confronted by the same outfit, with only color variations. Lizzie had a light or, rather, powder blue camisole and French knickers set, Susie’s was identical only pale yellow and Carrie’s was pale green. They all had white blouses and black miniskirts with black hold-up stockings to complete the outfits. In unison they discarded the toweling robes and began to dress in the provocative outfits provided whilst the three men watched appreciatively.
“Right, girls, we are going to go and look at Lizzie’s new home. Come on. Last one out has to sit in the middle!”
* * * *
As they drove Phil and Andy continued to chat lightly with the girls while Lizzie, in the front seat, made no move to stop Phil’s hand from wandering up and down her thigh. Not to be outdone, Andy who had managed to deliberately nab the middle seat, was doing the same to Susie and Carrie sitting on either side of him. In fact, if anything, Andy was going much further than Phil and the two girls had been obliged to open their legs for him so that he could reach inside the legs of their French knickers. By the time they arrived an hour later, both he and the two girls were quite aroused.
They pulled up at the gated road for a small estate, quite isolated from anywhere else. When Phil operated the remote control for the gate, they followed a short road that wound back behind the trees, hiding the four houses from the road. Phil pulled up in front of the largest house of the four and they realized that the end two houses were perched on a small bluff looking back down at the city below.
“Wow, look at the view!”
A five foot fence stretched across the road between the end two houses and Lizzie was on tiptoes peering over it. The other two ran across to join her and, with amused smiles, Phil and Andy followed slowly, enjoying a slightly different view as the three girls leaned up and over to look down the bluff at the city. Phil moved up behind Lizzie, gently placing his hands on her ass cheeks and slowly beginning to massage them. She glanced back over her shoulder at him and turned to look at the view again, pushing her ass back in the process to encourage him to press a little harder. Andy moved up behind Susie and began the same process, moving slightly across to use one hand on Carrie.
“Someone might see!” hissed Carrie, not willing to be made a complete public spectacle.
“Nope, we’re the only ones here at the moment.” said Phil increasing the pressure on Lizzie’s buttocks which were now moving in slow circles in response to the stimulation.
“What about the other houses?” Carrie refused to be mollified.
“Also unoccupied.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because I own the whole estate so when I move in I get to pick the other tenants.”
Lizzie spun round to look him straight in the eye.
“What do you mean—choose the other tenants?”
“Well, simple. You see, you and I will live in this house, Carrie and Susie can have the other house to share for as long as they like, gratis. The other two homes I will let out to young professional couples who like a bit of fun, too.”
Lizzie spluttered.
Susie picked up on what he had said immediately.
“What do you mean, gratis?”
“What do you think I mean. Rent free, of course.”
“But we’d still have to model for you?” Carrie burst in.
“What is this—the inquisition?” Phil laughed. “I’m sure Lizzie told you, you don’t have to do anything anymore. From now on it’s strictly on a volunteer basis. If you want to you can, if you don’t that’s fine too.”
“I wouldn’t think your new wife will want you carrying on like you have been doing.”
Lizzie smiled at her friends and shook her head. “I fully intend to carry on exactly like we have been doing.”
“With us, too, you mean?”
“That’s entirely up to you two, just as Phil said. Now, I want to see the inside of my new home and I’m sure you want to look around yours, too.”
Phil tossed Susie the key to the other house and told them to enjoy themselves, obviously a hint that he and Lizzie had more in mind than simply looking around the nearly completed house. Lizzie blushed slightly but her smile, as Phil wrapped his arm around her, was radiant. By the time they were halfway up the drive, Phil’s hand had dropped back to her backside and the other girls could see she was deliberately putting a bit more into her walk as a result.
They shrugged and made their way to the house on the other side of the road, not worrying that Andy was tagging along—they had got used to him being around.
* * * *
When Phil opened the door to the house he held up his hand to prevent Lizzie from entering, and then turned to her, sweeping her into his arms so that he could ceremoniously carry her into the house. She laughed delightedly at the old-fashioned courtesy and, as soon as he had stepped over the threshold, started kissing him with abandon. Finally she broke the kiss and allowed him to put her feet gently back onto the wooden floor. She looked around and gasped at the scale of the house that Phil had assured her would be their home. The main part of the ground floor was open plan and she could see all the way through to every room from the hallway. He took her hand and smilingly led her upstairs to show her the layout there. There were four bedrooms, all quite large and with en-suite facilities, and the master bedroom occupied the entire side of the house with panoramic views of the city. The walk-in wardrobes and separate his and hers bathrooms were equally huge.
Phil pulled her toward a room at the back of the house which he called his den and she found that it was the only room already furnished. There were three large couches arranged in an L shape with the wall facing them dominated by a huge flat screen display unit.
“Sit down, sweetheart, I want to show you something.”
Lizzie sat down in the middle of the central couch and watched as he turned on the electronics and pushed a panel at the side which revealed a complex set of buttons arranged in four groups, and pressed the top button on the second group.
Instantly the screen came to life and Lizzie’s jaw dropped open at the display in front of her. There were sixteen sep
arate images on the screen in front of her and, as Phil came to sit beside her carrying a large remote control, she realized that the sixteen images were of the inside of a house. Given that her friends could be seen from different angles in three of the video images, it was obvious that they were watching the house over the road.
“But. . .”
“No, they don’t know about the camera system; all of the cameras are concealed or camouflaged. Even Andy doesn’t know about the system. By the way, if we settle on a particular view we will have audio pickup, too.”
“You mean you can watch what goes on over there twenty-four/seven?”
“Yes, if the system is switched on. Don’t worry, before they move in I will show them the cut-off switch which will allow them as much or as little privacy as they want.”
“Hang on. There are four groups of buttons on that panel. Does that mean the other houses are wired up too?”
“Oh, yes, but they are switched off at the moment.”
“And this one?”
“Yes, but this room does not have a camera. As you can see the gardens are covered, too.”
As he was telling her this he draped an arm over her shoulders and gently snuggled her into him. She sighed, both wanting what seemed about to happen and also concerned about her friends. Phil clicked a button on the remote and one of the video pictures now expanded to fill the whole screen and instantly the voices of the other three people filled the room from the speakers.
“Oops, sorry.”
Phil turned the volume down to a slightly more comfortable volume and the two of them listened as Andy fished a small camera out of his pocket and began talking to Lizzie’s two friends.
Chapter 54
“Now, Phil hasn’t shredded the contracts yet, has he? And he’s not here, is he? So why don’t we liven up the tour of this house just a little?”
