by Bridy McAvoy
Finally, Carol broke away and the other woman’s eyes fluttered open, looking straight at her.
“Bring your other hand into play, please, Carol. Touch her tit, please.”
Bringing her right hand up, Carol stared into Rebecca’s eyes as she gently cupped the firm mound with its rock hard point through the thin transparent pink lace. Rebecca sighed, making no move to pull away as Carol increased the pressure, feeling the swollen nub of the nipple literally digging into the palm of her hand. She began to make small circling motions with her hand without decreasing the pressure she was exerting on Rebecca’s breast. Literally caught against the soft lace fabric, the nipple could not move freely with her hand and occasionally it would literally snap back against the motion.
Every time it did this Rebecca’s entire body quivered and Carol realized that, despite her apparent nervousness, her neighbor was becoming more and more aroused by the sensations of her body being manipulated. Carol released the hand that had been holding the back of Rebecca’s neck and was rewarded by Rebecca increasing rather than decreasing the pressure between their lips. Carol’s hand dropped down to land gently on the exposed thigh of the other woman.
Rebecca jumped at the contact but did not attempt to pull away from it, nor did her lips release their lock with Carol’s. Both of Carol’s hands were now circling on Rebecca’s body, one on her lace-encased breast, one on her exposed thigh. Rebecca moaned in passion into Carol’s mouth and Carol instantly realized that Phil had heard it too, as he gave another command.
“Your turn, Rebecca. Strip her and play with her.”
Rebecca broke the kiss and pulled her face a couple of inches away from Carol and opened her eyes. Carol could clearly see the lust there and knew that Rebecca really wanted this now, her inhibitions overpowered. Aware that her now sex-crazed neighbor was fully under Phil’s control, she allowed her own arms to fall backward, giving Rebecca full access to her own aroused body.
Quickly Rebecca seized the ribbon that tied the two halves of the baby doll together just underneath Carol’s breasts and pulled. The slick nylon gave way immediately, and the two sides of the baby doll now lay barely covering Carol’s breasts, the entire deep valley in between exposed to the lens of Phil’s camera as he had moved behind Rebecca to capture the moment. Even that paltry covering didn’t last as Rebecca unerringly reached to Carol’s shoulders and pushed the thin spaghetti straps down and off, allowing the lace to feather down Carol’s arms and off, exposing her chest to all of the occupants in the room.
Without further instructions, the woman now lowered her head to engulf one of Carol’s turgid nipples in her warm wet mouth and, at the same time, her finger and thumb rose to tweak the other sensitive bud. Carol moaned aloud, and then again as the delightful torture pushed her closer to the incipient orgasm.
Letting go of the nipple, Rebecca dropped both hands to Carol’s hips and the two laces there were rapidly undone too and, as Rebecca pulled the scrap of transparent lace away, Carol was again naked except for her stockings for the second time this morning.
“I think you need to return the favor.”
There was a hoarseness to Phil’s voice that betrayed his excitement as he positioned himself behind Carol to allow his camera to witness the next disrobement. Carol reached out to Rebecca as the other woman allowed her hands to fall to her sides. She reached out to the two ribbons on the pink nightie with hands that were suddenly trembling, realizing the trembling was betraying her own desire, the desire to make love to the woman in front of her—something she wouldn’t have even dreamed about ten days earlier.
Within thirty seconds Rebecca was in the same unclothed state as she was. They looked at each other and then, acting without any signal from Phil, put their arms around each other’s neck and began to passionately kiss as they slowly dropped sideways onto the bed, their bodes stretching out alongside each other. This didn’t last long as Carol adroitly rolled Rebecca onto her back without breaking the kiss. Her legs straddled the other woman and, with the shutter clicks now coming from behind, her Carol realized the position complete exposed her pussy to the camera lens. Her very, very wet pussy.
Breaking the kiss, Carol began to lower herself slowly along the length of her neighbor’s body, trailing a line of wet kisses down her neck, and then through her cleavage onto the flat expanse of her stomach. Rebecca’s back arched as Carol began to nuzzle at her belly button and, as Carol continued lower, she tried to spread her legs apart only to find them blocked by Carol’s.
Realizing the problem, Carol scooted lower on the bed, still crouching with her own legs spread lewdly apart, allowing Rebecca to open hers. The trimmed pussy hair now tickled Carol’s nose as her lips finally made contact with the wet pulsating pussy slit. Rebecca screamed out her passion as Carol’s tongue flicked across the exposed outer labia, and her whole body shook in the bower of an orgasm. Carol had hardly started yet and, after allowing the shudders to subside, she began to thrust her tongue up into the open cavity that was her neighbor’s pussy.
Lizzie watched the two women writhing on the bed for several minutes as Carol gave Rebecca one orgasm after another before walking up to her husband and whispering in his ear. Phil smiled and nodded.
“Swap places, ladies. It’s not fair for Rebecca to have all the fun.”
The two women did as they were told and, just as when the position had been reversed, the first touch of Rebecca’s nervous tongue on Carol’s twat produced a shattering orgasm. Rebecca continued to suck, lick and bite at Carol’s pussy and took no notice of Phil behind her, which proved to be her undoing. Phil had quietly released his throbbing cock from its confines, having handed the camera to Lizzie who continued to take pictures of the lewd scene in front of the pair.
Rebecca’s ass was almost at the edge of the bed although her spread knees kept it at exactly the right height for Phil. The first thing that Rebecca felt was the bell end of his cock pushing apart the outer folds of her labia. Her eyes widened in shock but it was too late as, with a smooth thrust, Phil plunged it all the way into her slick channel.
“No…”
Her voice held little in the way of conviction, and her head dropped back down to nuzzle at Carol’s drenched pussy as Phil began to thrust and pound his hardened rod in and out of her pussy.
Carol wasn’t initially aware of what was going on until Rebecca’s movements became more rhythmical, her face alternately pushing into and pulling away from her love channel. Finally the penny dropped and she knew she was again having her pussy eaten by a woman who was also being fucked. She lifted her head to see Phil pounding into Rebecca whilst Lizzie continued to photograph the event. The sheer eroticism of the sight was enough to push her into yet another orgasm and, as her head fell back onto the bed, Rebecca too groaned as Phil shot his load deep inside her willing pussy.
Chapter 27
“Right, ladies, time to get changed and then we’ll break for lunch.”
Lizzie’s bright voice cut through the fog that surrounded Carol as she lay there panting, trying to recover from the recent exertions. A spent Phil slowly pulled out of Rebecca and she in turn climbed off the bed allowing an equally spent Carol to move.
On shaky legs the two women walked across to the clothing rail, finding two peignoirs in thin transparent black lace with only a single silk belt fastening and a pair of black stockings and a garter belt each.
Five minutes later, dressed, if you could call it that, they turned to face a recovered Phil. Lizzie was nowhere to be seen. He smiled at them.
“Carry your shoes down this first flight of steps, please, girls. I don’t want anyone falling and hurting themselves. Put your shoes on on the landing and join us in the kitchen for lunch. You look ravishing by the way, or is it ravished? Or both?”
With a soft chuckle he turned and headed for the stairs leaving the two scantily-clad women to follow.
* * * *
Lunch turned out to be micro-waved pizza and the four s
at around the breakfast bar with both Carol and Rebecca realizing the morning’s activities had left them ravenous. Luckily Phil had already mixed the wine with lemonade so the ice-cold drinks both gulped down didn’t have too much effect on them; he wanted them compliant, not drunk.
The phone rang and Lizzie shot off to answer it in the other room. A couple of minutes later the two women heard cars pulling up in front of Phil’s house and looked at each other with concern.
They were right to be concerned as Lizzie opened the door to admit six men. Carol instantly recognized four of them as the students who had gang-banged her on the patio the previous week and noticed the other two were carrying video equipment. Rebecca just squalled and tried to hide herself as much as was possible by wrapping her arms around herself.
“Andy and Mike here are going to be our cameramen for the afternoon. Please stand up, ladies, and say hello to your co-stars for the film we are going to shoot.”
The two peignoir-clothed women stood nervously, both keenly aware of just how little the thin lace covered and concealed their bodies.
“That’s not a nice way to greet someone, Rebecca, lower your arms.”
The woman bit her lip and closed her eyes but complied. The four students whistled appreciatively at the sight in front of them.
“Carol, you of course already know them and they know you very well so I don’t think you are going to need the peignoir anymore. Why don’t you let Andy remove it for you?”
When Carol didn’t move: “Go on, Carol, go up to him and ask him to strip his slut!”
Taking a deep breath, Carol approached the grinning cameraman that Phil had introduced as Andy.
“Andy, will you please…” for a moment her nerve failed, but she continued before Phil could prompt her further.
“Andy, will you please undress me.”
Andy laughed and Phil came up behind her.
“That wasn’t what I told you to say, was it? Say what I told you to say, and loud enough for everyone to hear you! Now!”
“Andy, will you please strip your… slut”
“It will be my pleasure… slut!”
Carol, red-faced from embarrassment, stood still as Andy chuckled and the other men watched and laughed.
“We want to see more of that sexy body, slut!”
The blond headed student’s comment made Carol blushed even harder as Andy reached for the silken belt around her middle, the only thing holding the peignoir closed.
For once Phil didn’t step in to protect her by shushing the guys. Carol closed her eyes as the belt came undone; she couldn’t watch Andy’s face as he exposed her body to his, let alone anyone else’s, probing eyes. He grabbed the edges of the black lace and literally threw them open, exposing the entire front of her body to their ravishing eyes. Her nipples, already hard from the situation, now, on contact with the cooler air, visibly grew to their longest extent.
“Shit! Look at the nipples on the tits of the slut! She’s gagging for it!”
“Yeah! I bet her cunt’s real wet, too! Open your legs, baby, and let’s see!”
“Come on, man, show us the slut’s ass! We want to fuck it!”
Carol bit her lip and kept her eyes closed, ashamed to be on the receiving end of such comments, ashamed at her body’s reaction to them, too. She could feel her own juices beginning to trickle down onto the tops of her thighs. She hung her head and opened her eyes in time to watch Andy bring his hand around and casually flick first one, and then the other, nipple with his finger. She gasped as the electrical shock of the contact passed through her body, part from pain, but more from pleasure. His hand moved lower.
“Open your legs, slut! A slut knows better than to stand there with her legs closed. Spread ‘em, slut!”
Carol complied as his hand closed over her mound and his fingers sank into her tellingly obvious wetness.
“She’s well wet, boys. She’s hot to trot, this slut is. Hot to trot!”
Andy removed his fingers to a roar of applause from the students and pushed the peignoir off her shoulders to land on the floor behind her. Carol stayed still, trying to control her breathing; she had almost cum when Andy had so casually thrust two of his fingers into her like that.
“Rebecca, your turn. Go to Mike, same rules.”
Phil’s order startled a gasp out of the other neighbor and Carol turned her head slightly to watch as her compatriot walked over to the other cameraman.
“Mike, will you please strip your slut!”
There was no hesitation in her voice and Phil chuckled.
“Hey, this slut is hotter than the first one?”
“Show us her tits, man. And her ass and cunt!”
“I bet the slut’s fucking gagging for it!”
“She’ll soon be gagging on it if I have my way. Jeez, what a slut!”
Carol could see the remarks were getting to Rebecca a little and she wanted to reach out to her friend—actually, after this morning, lover—and comfort her but didn’t dare move, knowing the gesture would be misconstrued by at least some of the people present.
Mike stood passively waiting.
“Rebecca…”
She took the final two steps that placed her directly in front of the cameraman.
“Turn around, sweetie, let’s show them your hot body.”
It was the first time Mike had spoken and Carol watched as her neighbor turned around and stood meekly in front of the man who was about to expose her to the lewd gaze of the other men.
Carol realized that Andy was still manipulating her body even though all eyes were glued on Rebecca. Andy’s hands were sweeping gently all over her, caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples, circling on her ass and, just occasionally, touching her mound. Her body was in a state of arousal and he was not going to let her calm or cool down. She licked her lips as she watched Mike slowly undo the silken belt of the peignoir which instantly loosened its grip on the brunette’s body.
Carol felt for her friend. All of this had happened over the course of several days to her; Rebecca was getting the whole experience in just one day. She assumed that as soon as the cameraman had finished stripping her neighbor, the four students would be enjoying gang-banging the pair of them whilst the others watched.
“Wow, look at that pussy gape! I told you she was gagging for it!”
The belt was now completely undone and the peignoir hung open, exposing Rebecca from her cleavage all the way down to her pussy and beyond to her stocking-clad legs. All eyes, including Carol’s, were stopping at the crotch level though as they all stared at the naked puffy lips of Rebecca’s obviously aroused pussy. Already mindful of the commands given to Carol she was standing with her feet apart.
Mike wasted no more time as the peignoir was stripped from Rebecca’s body and thrown to the ground. She made no attempt to cover her nakedness as Mike began to manipulate her flesh in the same way as Andy had Carol’s.
After a couple of minutes of this forced fondling, Carol could see Rebecca was getting as close to the point of an orgasm as she herself was. The raucous students had fallen silent and the only sound in the room was the harsh panting breathing of the two excited women.
“Ladies, come here, please.”
Phil broke the spell and, as Andy’s and Mike’s hands dropped away, the two women moved to stand in front of Phil.
“Turn and face the other way. Spread your legs apart. Good. Now cross your wrists behind your back. Excellent.”
The men were watching with anticipation, knowing grins on their faces as Phil and Lizzie stepped up behind their unsuspecting victims.
There are a couple of sharp metal clicks and the sound of metal ratchets being closed. Carol started in horror, realizing that Lizzie had just stepped behind her and handcuffed her. Phil had just done the same to a stunned Rebecca.
“Oh…”
Phil chuckled from behind them.
“We are going to play a little game, ladies.”
Carol su
cked in a breath, not aware she had been holding it. The sight of the rapid heave and fall of her breasts was having an effect on the watching men as well.
“You know how to play hide and go seek, don’t you, ladies?”
Carol gulped and, glancing over, caught Rebecca’s eye. They both nodded nervously.
“Well, this is very similar. You two are going to go and hide and, after a short while, we are going to take turns to seek.”
Carol could see the expression on Rebecca’s face mirroring the horror she herself felt.
“Anywhere within the estate is good, but you may not enter any of the houses or garages. When Lizzie blows a whistle, a pair of the guys, each accompanied by a cameraman, will attempt to find one of you. Understand?”
They nodded.
“Ten minutes later I will blow the whistle again and the two hunters will swap for two more. However, if a hunter catches one of you, he may do with you as he wishes and the cameraman will signal me with his whistle. The hunt won’t restart until that guy is finished with his prize. I suggest, if you are caught, you will want to change hiding position at that point. All clear?”
Again they nodded. Carol could see Rebecca’s mouth working as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t get the words out.
“Oh… one more thing. Each time you are caught, the guy catching you will also sign his initials on your butt with one of these.”
Phil was holding up a marker pen; the type with permanent ink. The girl’s eyes got bigger.
“At the end of the game you will return here. The one with the most signatures will clean the other one’s ass with this.”
He held up a small sachet of solvent.
“That will remove the ink completely, but there is only enough for one of you so you really need to hide well. Now, get going, you have five minutes and then the first pair of hunters will be released and the fun and games will begin.”
Lizzie and Phil stood to one side, the two women looked at each other and made for the patio door leading from the kitchen. Once outside Carol began to look around thoughtfully. Rebecca, on the other hand, made straight for the side of the property, moving as fast as she could, even though her hands were shackled behind her. As she disappeared round the side of the house, Carol slowly climbed down the stairs at the end of the deck and began to move toward the trees at the bottom of the garden as quickly as she dare, knowing full well that if she tripped in these heels she would be stuck and unable to regain her feet easily.
