by Bridy McAvoy
“I see you’ve got it then.”
She was looking straight at the sex toy Carol was carrying and Carol simply bit her lip and hung her head, unable to reply.
“Come in, come in. I’ve got the coffee on but Carrie isn’t up yet, I think too much wine last night has gone to her head so we’ll have to be quiet.” she chuckled a throaty little laugh. “To start with, at least.”
The morning ritual of coffee was obviously almost an act of faith with these women, and Carol had to admit her mouth felt quite dry and coffee suddenly seemed like a good idea, despite having had one only minutes earlier.
Lizzie and Susie quickly sorted out mugs and milk and rapidly produced three coffees whilst Carol perched somewhat self-consciously on a stool at the breakfast bar. The stool was black rather than white or chrome and she noticed her red fishnets stood out dramatically against this backdrop. She shook her head, why was she suddenly thinking about that kind of thing? There were no cameras here, were there? She snapped her head from side to side double checking, and relaxed when she saw none. The other two women were oblivious to her sudden panic and she breathed a sigh of relief before sipping her coffee.
To the outside world it would look exactly like a group of three ordinary young women enjoying a coffee together. Except that is, for the blatant sex toy in the middle of the breakfast bar and the fact that one of them was naked.
“I can’t wait to try it out, Lizzie, it looks amazing.”
Susie’s words brought Carol back to the present with a bang. Suddenly, the blonde grabbed the strap-on and made a bee-line for the downstairs bathroom.
Realizing that Susie was going to be wearing it when she came back out of the bathroom, and that in all probability she would be the person it would be used on, Carol bit her lip in an attempt to control her emotions. One part of her was horrified by what was obviously going to be happening whilst a small part of her was intrigued and excited by the possibility of being fucked in this way by another woman.
Susie had been wearing a simple blouse and mini skirt when she disappeared and Carol was somewhat surprised to see that she still was when she re-emerged five minutes later. Looking a little closer, Carol could see that Susie’s skirt wasn’t swinging right at the front as she walked toward her, and with a start realized she was wearing the device underneath it.
“I can’t wait to try this, I’m so turned on at the moment.”
Susie’s words to Lizzie penetrated Carol’s mind as the blonde held out her hand to guide her off the stool. Carol swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry again as she allowed her body to respond, and stepped from the stool before meekly following Susie into the main living room. Susie stopped on the rug in front of the large couch and turned to face Carol. Again she reached out her hand to take one of Carol’s in hers and gently drew the naked woman closer. Reaching up with her free hand, Susie gently stroked Carol’s cheek before the insistent pull of the other drew her closer to the tall blonde. She towered several inches over the reluctant Carol so had to bend her head down to gently brush her lips against Carol’s firmly closed ones. Carol was vaguely aware that Lizzie had followed them into the room and was now sitting on one of the large stuffed chairs facing the couch, ensconcing herself as a watcher rather than a participant.
Susie’s kisses were gentle and fleeting, teasing almost, and Carol knew that her body was beginning to respond whether she wanted to or not. A slightly harder kiss resulted in Carol’s own lips responding involuntarily, and immediately Susie took full advantage. Within a minute the two women were kissing each other fully although, as yet, their tongues hadn’t met. Susie let go of Carol’s hand and encircled Carol’s waist with that arm and pulled the naked woman in closer. Her other hand was still stroking Carol’s cheek as they kissed and then it, too, stopped and moved to encircle Carol’s neck, pulling her in closer. Susie’s soft lips now parted and, as her tongue began to flick rapidly across her lips, Carol surrendered herself to the kiss and slowly opened her mouth. The waves of desire now travelling through her body made Carol realize that the wilder side of her nature had won—she was surrendering to whatever one or both of this pair of devious women wanted of her.
Carol’s own arms now came up to hold Susie and, as her hands grasped the thin material of the blouse at her back, Carol felt Susie shiver in anticipation of what was to come. As the fully clothed blonde shivered with passion in her arms, Carol felt Susie’s hand drift downwards to cup her buttock. She sighed herself and began to kiss Susie even harder. Susie took a step backward, and then another, pulling Carol along with her. With her body now pressed up against the blonde woman, Carol could feel something between Susie’s legs brushing against her lower body. With a start she realized this was her present and, as Susie gracefully sank backward onto the couch, pulling Carol down on top of her, she knew with sudden clarity exactly what was about to happen.
Determined not to just be the victim yet again Carol sat up, pulling herself free from Susie’s embrace and moved her hands in to hold Susie by the shoulders, lying supine on the couch. Smiling down at her blonde tormentor, she slowly trailed her hands down from her shoulders, across Susie’s neck, beginning to unbutton the blouse as she came across each button. As the pale flesh of Susie’s neck came into sight followed by the upward swell of her breasts, Carol felt the blonde relax under her. Content to allow the naked woman to take control for the moment, she allowed Carol to complete the process of undoing her blouse and spreading the two halves apart to display her hard nipples.
Susie surged upright and took Carol’s own hardened nipple into her mouth and bit gently on the tiny nub of engorged flesh. Carol gasped and her whole body shuddered as the electric shock of passion shot through her. One of Susie’s hands now reached across and began to stroke the top of Carol’s thigh where she was straddling the young blonde. Carol reached down and grabbed both of Susie’s nipples with her fingers, twisting and pulling at them, causing Susie to arch her back in pleasure, too. As she tightened her fingers and increased the pressure on the sensitive nipples, Susie’s teeth responded in kind on her own. The multiple stimulation as Susie’s fingers finally reached the top of her pussy and began to rake roughly through her sparse pubic hair was too much, and Carol screamed out her first orgasm of the day.
As the naked woman went limp, Susie adroitly twisted her body so that Carol now found herself lying on her side, her back pressed up against the back of the couch, facing out into the room. She could now see Lizzie’s smiling face from the other side of the room and realized that she, too, was enjoying some stimulation from the action in front of her. Lizzie’s hand was buried inside her blouse, her other hand slowly pulling the fabric of her skirt upward allowing access to her own pussy.
Still basking in the glow from her own orgasm, Carol was in no shape to prevent the manipulation of her body by Susie who continued to reverse their positions until Carol was now the one pinned underneath. It turned out that Susie’s mini skirt was of the wrap-around variety as she deftly undid the catch at one side and pulled it clear of her own now naked body. Carol looked down the length of her own body to see that the dildo attached to the harness Susie wore around her hips was now dangling from the blonde’s body. She began to pant in animal anticipation and her legs spread themselves apart without conscious command as Susie positioned herself in the normal male position between Carol’s legs. It quickly became apparent to the young blonde that this was not the best position from which to wield such an implement and she quickly decided on another.
“Not like this, Carol. I think we need doggie, not missionary, as far as position goes.”
Carol realized that Susie was as excited at the prospect as she was herself and equally aware that the tall blonde was, in fact, as much a newcomer to this as she was herself. She complied with Susie’s suggestion, no reluctance showing whatsoever as she twisted her now released body over and dropped her knees to the rug. She crouched there, her chest imprisoned against the fabric of the cou
ch as Susie positioned herself between her legs. Her change of position had given her another chance to glance at Lizzie. Her chief tormentor now had a hand buried in her own snatch as she watched the action with obvious excitement. Indeed, her moans were now becoming audible to Carol as she felt the blunt end of the dildo begin to bump up against her own pussy slit.
Suddenly, Susie managed to get the correct angle of attack and Carol grunted and then moaned as the large foreign object was inserted into her gaping pussy.
“Oh, God! That feels so fucking good!”
Susie almost screamed into Carol’s words as she finally rammed the whole length up into her captive neighbor and then began to withdraw it before ramming it home again. The lack of heat she normally associated with the presence of a penis inside of her didn’t stop Carol reveling in the sensations her well-stuffed vagina was broadcasting to the rest of her body. Susie was obviously also enjoying the experience as Carol allowed herself to be carried away by the feelings welling up inside her. She thought she was going to explode, and then did into her second orgasm of the day. Her last conscious thought as she was swept over the top by the wave of pleasure was to notice the squeal of pleasure from the other side of the room as Lizzie also reached her climax.
Susie slowed down to allow Carol to return more closely to normal but continued to thrust away into her. She felt another pair of hands on her ankles and, as they began to travel up toward her thighs, she realized that Lizzie had now joined in the action. Reaching around the blonde’s thrusting body, Lizzie began to caress Carol’s thighs for a few moments before returning her attention to her blonde friend. Carol could tell the moment Lizzie’s fingers penetrated through the lace web that held the dildo attached to Susie’s hips, and reached the blonde’s love channel. At that moment Susie’s thrusts became much more energetic and the rougher treatment intensified her own feelings. As she crested her third orgasm, she heard Susie scream out her own passion as the blonde’s pussy clenched around Lizzie’s fingers.
Suddenly, Carol felt the couch shift under her as the weight of another person sat down next to her.
“Lift her up.”
The sound of a masculine voice, one she knew, told her that Phil, missing for the morning’s activities so far, had now joined the party. Susie slowly pulled up off Carol’s back, allowing the young woman to also straighten up, lifting her face clear of the couch. She turned her head to the side to see the naked flank of the man sitting next to her. Turning her head a bit further, she could see that he was idly stroking his rampant erection as he looked down at her sweat-streaked passion-filled face. As soon as she was far enough clear of the couch, he turned his body to the side and scooted into a position where his groin was directly in front of her.
As Susie was still buried deep inside her with the strap-on, his intent was obvious. Carol was now past caring and, as she slowly lowered herself back toward the couch, she happily lowered her open mouth onto the end of his penis, licking off the drops of pre-cum coating it. Susie began to establish a new rhythm behind her as Carol began to suck and slide her head up and down the rigid burning hot penis in front of her. It took very little time for Carol, who had never had both cavities filled at once to establish a rhythm that suited all parties and soon the three bodies were bucking and thrusting together. Carol felt, as much as heard, the grunt from Susie that told her that Lizzie was again finger fucking Susie from behind as the blonde continued to drive in and out of her with the strap-on. Carol was climbing back up to yet another orgasm when she suddenly felt Phil tense up underneath her face, and suddenly her mouth was filled with the unmistakable texture and taste of his cum. The sheer wantonness of this was enough to push Carol finally over the edge. At the peak of her own muffled orgasm, muffled by the presence of Phil’s organ in her mouth, she heard and felt Susie scream out her passion, quickly followed by the final player in the chain, Lizzie.
Phil allowed his softening penis to flop sideways out of Carol’s mouth at the same time as Susie withdrew the dildo from her pussy. Carol collapsed down onto the floor, the two rigid intruders no longer helping to keep her in position.
Suddenly, as if from a mile away, she heard Lizzie talking to her.
“Go home and shower, sweetheart, and grab a bite of lunch. I’ll be round to help you dress and to fetch you in about an hour.”
Chapter 20
So it was that an hour later, Carol, wrapped in her toweling robe, was finishing off a sandwich when her neighbor breezed in looking none the worse for wear for her own activity earlier that morning.
“Come on, Carol, let’s get you ready for this afternoon.”
Not for the first time the young woman meekly followed Lizzie upstairs to her bedroom.
“Now, Carol, we want you looking very classy but sexy for a little model shoot this afternoon, so what have we got in your wardrobe that oozes class but is still sexy?”
Lizzie opened the door to Carol’s wardrobe and started looking through it for the items she needed. Almost immediately she handed Carol a black knee-length skirt which was slit fairly high up one side. This was followed by two silk blouses, one a muted pink, the other a more colorful floral design. Both were fairly conservative in cut and buttoned down the front. Very quickly she had Carol standing in front of the mirror holding up first one combination and then the other.
“Not quite right, sweetie. Have you got anything else that would go with that skirt, which I think is perfect for the look we want?”
“Um… There is a red lace top at the end of the rail. What kind of shoot is it?”
A trace of anxiety must have shown in Carol’s voice because Lizzie quickly crossed the room and wrapped her arms around her neighbor and hugged her.
“There… there… Nothing you can’t handle, sweetie.”
Suddenly she was all business again.
“Where did you say that top was? Ah… Here it is.”
Holding it in front of Carol she tossed her head from side to side as she tried to decide if it was suitable.
Finally she nodded in decision and agreed it was correct.
“Now, underwear. What have you got in black to go with this?”
Without even a by your leave, Lizzie started rummaging through Carol’s underwear drawer looking for a matching black set for her neighbor to wear. Finally, she came up with a long line thin and lacy bra and fairly full but filmy knickers, except for the crotch band that is.
“Perfect. Come on now, we need to get your hair and makeup done too.”
Carol allowed Lizzie to remove the robe and sit her at her dressing table. She was surprised she no longer felt self-conscious about being nude in front of her but, there again, she had been more than just nude less than a couple of hours ago, and not for the first time. She half smiled as her neighbor quickly went through her makeup collection and picked out all the requisites before attacking Carol’s hair with a brush. The short style Carol wore didn’t take much work to look more than presentable and soon Carol was applying makeup under Lizzie’s guidance. Once finished she looked in the mirror to see the whole effect and had to admit it was nice, if rather different from her normal look. She was wearing much more than she normally did, but it still looked understated and definitely sexy. Lizzie glanced at her watch and chivvied Carol into dressing in the chosen clothing, really hurrying her along.
“Come on, sweetie, we don’t want to be late, do we.”
Lizzie almost dragged her out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out the front door. It was difficult for Carol to walk that fast on high heels; she was used to much lower ones, only wearing them this high for special occasions. When she reached the end of her drive she saw there were three strange cars parked outside Susie’s house and was therefore relieved when Lizzie led her up the drive toward her own house. Phil opened the door for them as they arrived.
“Hi, Carol. I thought we were going to have to send out a search party to find you. Never mind. Has Lizzie told you what the shoot is about?”
Carol shook her head.
“No, she hasn’t told me much of anything.”
She allowed a hint of annoyance to creep into her voice but Phil simply laughed.
“It’s a very simple shoot for you today. I want you to go out onto the deck and slowly undress before putting on the white bikini you wore the other day and climb into the hot tub. Okay?”
“Is that all?”
“Well, we’ll have to see, won’t we?”
Phil turned and led the two toward the patio door from the kitchen. Lizzie put out a hand and stopped Carol from following him too closely.
“Let him have a minute to set up, he’ll want to be taking photos from the moment you appear at the doorway, sweetie.”
Carol shrugged, it wasn’t as if she had much choice, was it? Then she had a little epiphany—actually, she did have a choice and she could choose to walk back out of the front door at any moment. The truth was, at that particular moment she didn’t want to. As the realization sunk in a huge smile crossed her face.
“See… I knew you would see it our way eventually. You can go out now.”
At Lizzie’s prompting, Carol moved through the kitchen, surprised to see the blinds down, but thought nothing of it, until she reached the patio door and stepped outside, still smiling. The smile froze on her face as Phil clicked the shutter button several times, capturing the play of emotions across his neighbor’s face as she took in the scene. Phil was by no means alone.
Phil was standing on the far edge of the deck and capturing the whole scene. Between Carol at the door and the hot tub was the patio table. Sitting at the patio table were four young men, one of them black. They were all wearing bathing shorts and were otherwise bare. All were muscular and definitely looked like young college jocks and Carol had to admit they were all relatively handsome if somewhat younger than herself. The chair nearest her was empty but she could see the scraps of white cloth, which was the bikini she was supposed to change into, hanging over the back. The entire scenario was now becoming clearly obvious to her and she swallowed hard in anticipation of the both the humiliation and the stimulation to come.
