by Bridy McAvoy
Lizzie and Rebecca reappeared from the kitchen, wiping down their nude bodies with fluffy white towels, another one wrapped around their hair. Peter wrapped his arms around Susie’s naked back and watched as the two women approached, his penis still pulsing weakly inside her pussy which was equally still contracting around it.
“That wasn’t fair!”
Susie raised her head to look at Rebecca’s pouting face.
“Fair’s fair, honey. You had fun mid-week. All I got to do was lay in a hospital bed. I needed that one and our stud here duly obliged.”
She placed her hands on his chest to lever herself up and Peter let his arms fall to the side, allowing her the freedom to do so. As she stood, his now semi flaccid penis plopped out of her to lie, messily, on top of his boxers.
Rebecca moved over to her neighbor as she stood and wrapped her arms around her, planting a sloppy kiss on the blonde woman’s lips.
“I know, honey, I was teasing. Have a drink.”
“No, I think I’m going where you two have just been.”
With that the tall blonde strolled across the deck and lowered her sweat-streaked body gracefully into the hot tub with a look of pure bliss on her face.
“I take it you need a little time to recuperate there, sugar?”
Peter reached for his own glass and nodded at Lizzie’s comment.
“You’re right there.”
“You do that then. honey. I think we’ll go and join our friend in the hot tub. You’re welcome to join us.”
Peter smiled and swallowed a large mouthful of beer before responding.
“I will, but give me a couple of minutes first, if you don’t mind.”
“Sure, honey, we’ve got all afternoon and Rebecca definitely wants to sample the stud who keeps Carol so satisfied at home.”
Peter choked on his next sip of drink as the laughing Lizzie walked over to join Rebecca who was stepping into the hot tub to join their blonde friend.
Chapter 36
After a few minutes, Peter realized the three women had very deliberately left a seat in the hot tub for him and all three were watching him whilst they chatted. The penny dropped—there were three naked women sitting in a hot tub not fifteen feet away from him and he was still sitting alone.
He pulled his shirt off over his head, receiving a sardonic round of applause and, without rising from the sun lounger, pushed his trousers and boxers off over his bare feet. He’d never been naked in front of three equally naked women before and the thought he was going to be on display as he walked over to join them made him a little anxious. That only lasted for a moment as images of the sexual panorama he’d witnessed only minutes earlier flashed through his mind and, as he stood up, he was already half hard. As he walked toward the edge of the hot tub he could feel the weight of the three women’s gaze on him and his erection continued to grow.
“I’ll have some of that, thank you very much!”
Rebecca’s comment brought a giggle from the other two women and an anticipatory twitch from his prick which didn’t go unnoticed. Peter sat down on the edge of the hot tub letting his feet dangle into the water as a prelude to sliding into the water. Rebecca, the nearest of the naked women to him, placed one hand on his thigh to stop him from completing the maneuver.
“Stay right there, honey.”
She rose from her sitting position and pivoted into the center of the hot tub to face him, her torso rearing magnificently from the surface, the water running in rivulets down her pert breasts and dripping off her extended nipples. Placing one hand on each of his thighs, she gently urged him to open his legs, gracefully moving forward into the gap thus formed and leaned in to plant a kiss on his lips.
As she broke away, Peter circled her neck with one of his hands and pulled her back in for another longer, open-mouthed kiss. She responded and one of her hands dropped to his crotch, curling around his now upright prick. He desperately wanted to slip into the water to wash off the combined dried juices from his earlier session with Susie but Rebecca wasn’t letting him move. Her body neatly stopping him moving as her hand began to massage up and down his stiff organ and her tongue darted forward into his mouth. After a minute or so of passionate kissing, a breathless Rebecca pulled away from him once more and he could see the sparkle in her eyes. She began to lower herself in the water, trailing her lips and tongue down across his chest as she went.
Finally, her head arrived at her destination and she flicked her tongue out to touch the end of his erection, while still holding on to it with her hand. She twisted her head around slightly and planted a kiss on the very tip before looking up at him as she licked her lips.
“Umm… Tasty!”
He felt his face getting hot as he flushed at the comment,—she was fairly obviously tasting both his and Susie’s juices. The other two women, giggling as they leaned back in the warm water, didn’t help matters and, as the giggles continued, it was obvious to himself he was blushing like a teenager.
Rebecca lowered her head once more, this time taking the whole of his end into her mouth, the warm wet sensation flowing through him like an electric current. She chuckled, too, as Lizzie’s continued lewd comments reached her ears and the vibrations this set up in her oral cavity had an immediate effect on him. His prick pulsed in her mouth, and did so again as she deftly swirled her tongue around the end as her cheeks hollowed.
Again she lifted her head clear and looked up at him.
“Someone likes this kind of treatment, I think!”
She lowered to her self-appointed task once more, alternating between plunging her mouth so far down his shaft he was fetching up against the back of her mouth, and other times swirling her tongue around his end whilst jacking him with her hand. Her other hand, which she had been using for support, now found its way between his legs to caress and fondle his balls and the combined stimulus quickly built to a level he couldn’t handle.
“I’m going to cum!”
She stopped for a moment, looked up at him and winked.
“Goody!”
Rebecca then returned to the task in hand and continued to use her mouth on him, obviously unperturbed at the thought of him cumming in her mouth.
“Porn star!… Porn star!… Porn star!”
The other two women set up a chant and Peter realized they wanted him to shoot on her face rather than in her mouth. Carol had never let him do this, preferring to finish him off in her mouth, and the thought of such an illicit act brought a rush of excitement tearing through him.
The brunette currently sucking on his cock was intrigued by the idea her friends were chanting and pulled her lips off his prick while continuing to jack it with both hands. He heard, rather than saw, the other two women crowd closer to watch as Rebecca aimed his prick squarely at the middle of her face and increased the speed of her hands.
“I’m cumming!”
He managed to grunt as the first spurt of jism left his cock and splattered onto Rebecca’s cheek. Peter watched as she instinctively closed her eyes, which turned out to be a good move as the next string hit her on the eyelid and continued up onto her forehead. The third shot decorated her other cheek and the rest pooled on her upper lip and chin. Finally the spasms stopped and he leaned back on his elbows panting as the other two women closed in on Rebecca.
“Time to share, honey.”
Lizzie’s comment caught the brunette by surprise, as did the immediate follow–up, as Lizzie’s tongue swept across her cheek, gathering up some of the spunk that decorated her face.
“Leave some for me.”
Susie got in the act as well, her tongue lathering over Rebecca’s eyelid and forehead to scoop up his cream from there. Not to be entirely left out, Rebecca’s own tongue flicked out to pick up his residue from her own lips and, within the space of a minute, there was no trace of his ejaculate on her saliva-wetted face.
“That was hot, ladies, I mean really hot.”
Peter found his voice and was rewar
ded as the three women moved away smiling, and he slipped gratefully into the water in the space thus vacated.
* * * *
As she checked her image in the mirror, Carol realized the overly tight blouse made her breasts far more prominent for their size than even a push-up bra would. The thin material was stretched tightly across them, outlining in every detail her aureole and nipples which had immediately come erect at the stimulation. The material wasn’t exactly transparent—certainly not as see-through as the baby doll he’d dressed her in first, but was quite translucent. The subtle color changes across her chest as her level of passion changed would probably be detectable. The deep red of her nipples was clearly visible.
The skirt wasn’t quite as short as the dress she’d just removed but she doubted there was more than a half an inch in it. Eventually, Phil’s obvious signs of impatience brought her out of her primping and she left the apparent security of the small room and rejoined the mayor in his office. He beckoned her and dutifully she crossed the room to stand in front of him. From his position sprawled back on the couch, she was certain he could see all the way up the absurdly short skirt to her pussy.
“You uniform isn’t quite right, you naughty girl. There appear to be several items missing.”
Catching his game she responded in character without really a conscious effort.
“Yes, sir, sorry, sir.”
“You know what happens to naughty girls who aren’t wearing the correct uniform, don’t you?”
Carol didn’t like the way this was going at all, but could see no way out.
“No, sir.”
“Naughty girls get punished.”
“Please, sir, no, sir!”
“You aren’t even correctly wearing the parts of the uniform you have on, are you?”
“Sir?”
“The top four buttons of the blouse should be undone. Undo them immediately!”
Carol was a little caught by surprise, but Phil’s face was wearing a mask of disapproval so she quickly moved to make the correction to her uniform. Her hands flew to her neck and quickly undid the offending buttons one after the other. The fourth button was just below the line of her breasts and the blouse now gaped open alarmingly, which was obviously what he was aiming for. The tie hung straight down, concealing the direct line of her cleavage.
“Come and stand here.”
Phil indicated a point slightly to one side of him as he sat up and she knew what the next command was going to be before it came. Licking her lips, she nervously complied and watched as he positioned himself ready for her to lie across his legs. The command to do so wasn’t long in coming either and, trembling from reluctance, she nevertheless did as she was told.
When Chris had spanked her in the hotel room whilst she was helpless with her hands tied, it had been a sex game and she’d actually cum whilst he was doing it. Although she knew this was nothing more than a sex game the way Phil had spoken to her, indeed was continuing to do so, together with her attire he had upped the ante. She now felt really humiliated by his actions and that sent a perverse shudder through her body. She could feel his erect penis pressing into her stomach as she lay across his legs, her hands bracing herself on the floor the other side and knew he’d felt that shudder through their body contact, too.
“How many slaps should a naughty girl get for breaking the uniform code?”
She gulped, realizing he intended to carry the game through to its logical conclusion.
“Er… Two… or three, sir?”
Phil laughed.
“Rather more than that.”
“Two or three on each side, sir?”
“No, I think more like fifty!”
“Fifty, sir! Please, no!”
“On each side.”
The wail she let out was only half feigned and he laughed once more.
“Keep your feet on the floor and your hands there as well, otherwise I’ll start from one again. Don’t forget to count them out loud as well.”
She felt him place his hands on her back and then slowly start to gather the fabric of her skirt, pulling it slowly toward her waist. Carol knew the sight of the globes of her ass emerging from under the skirt was having an effect on him as she felt his prick jerk in response. Finally, the skirt was bunched up around her waist and his hands were no longer in contact with her buns. She hung her head down and squeezed her eyes shut as she tensed her body for the oncoming slap. Phil must have sensed this as nothing happened for long seconds as he waited for her body to relax once more.
Finally, after an agony of suspense, his hand descended on her unprotected upturned ass. It didn’t land with a slap, more of a gentle tap.
“Count.”
“Sorry, sir, one!”
He chuckled and she waited as his hand again left her posterior. The next time it landed on her other cheek, but just as gently.
“Two.”
The process repeated until she was completely relaxed, counting the gentle taps without tensing her body in between.
“Twenty-two.”
The next one startled her out of her complacency.
Crack!
This time it was a real slap, delivered with the full strength of his right arm onto her right buttock.
“Ow!…Er… Twenty-three… That hurt!”
Crack!
“Twenty-four.”
Crack!
“Twenty-five!”
She could feel the heat in her ass cheeks, knew they must be glowing red. After the last stroke he hadn’t lifted his hand, indeed he was rubbing it gently over the burning skin of her ass, caressing the heated zone.
“Why did you do that?”
He chuckled.
“You were tense, so the first few were just getting you to relax rather than tense up. Are you ready for me to continue?”
“Please, no… No more.”
“What’s it worth, Carol?”
“What?”
“What will you give me to get me to stop?”
“I don’t know… Er… Anything”
Her mind was racing, she couldn’t think straight. Finally an answer popped into her mind and she just blurted it out.
“How about a blow job?… Er… Sir?”
“Hmmm… Okay.”
He pushed her gently to the floor and she squirmed round into a kneeling position between his legs, her hands eagerly reaching for the fly of his trousers.
Chapter 37
“So, did you enjoy the sex party then?”
Carol was lying on their bed cradled in her husband’s arms. They’d both changed into toweling robes after a long sexy mutual shower, although neither had felt like actually making love in it.
“Yes, I did.”
“Did you do it with all three of our neighbors?”
“What a question to ask your husband.”
“Well, did you?”
“Yes.”
“More than once?”
“Well, once with Lizzie… twice each with the others.”
“Ooh! Stud!”
“Hey!”
She giggled and kissed the tip of his nose as he smiled back.
“I bet you’re too worn out to get it up for your wife now, aren’t you?”
“Don’t be too sure of that, darling, I might want to ravish you. Besides, you haven’t told me about your day.”
“Well, there’s not a lot to tell about the morning or the pizza we had for lunch, which was actually delicious.”
“Yeah, but the afternoon had to be something else. You left here this morning in jeans and Phil dropped you off wearing a silk camisole and nothing else. I can’t believe he drove across town with my wife in the car like that, naked below the waist.”
“He didn’t, silly, he told me to take the matching knickers off as we pulled through the gate.”
“Oh. Bet something must have happened.”
“Several somethings happened.”
“Oh? Do I have to torture the details out o
f you?”
She punched him on the arm as he moved to roll over on top of her, but stopped when she didn’t respond to her invitation to a play fight.
“You’re serious, aren’t you? You actually do want to hear the details.”
“Yep.”
“Right here, right now?”
“Yes”
“Oh… Okay, but only if you tell me all the sordid details of your afternoon as well.”
“Fine, but you can watch those. I know Lizzie had the cameras on the deck switched on.”
“I’m sure she did, and I will get her to burn me a DVD of them, but I do want my super stud husband to tell me in his own words.”
“You first.”
“Well, okay then. After lunch Phil told me to go into his executive washroom and change into the outfit I’d find in the first suit carrier there.”
“First?”
“Yeah, there were seven. All with different clothing and I got to wear all of them.”
“Oh.”
“Anyway, don’t interrupt. I pulled out a really thin, white, s- through baby doll nightie and matching panties together with a pair of white stockings and, leaving the door open, I changed into them.
“Leaving the door open?”
“Hey, I knew he’d want to watch so I left it open. When I walked out he told me to sit on the couch and then there was a knock on the door. I didn’t get to see who it was because Phil put a sleep mask over my eyes to blindfold me before opening the door.”
“So you don’t know who he let into the room, don’t know his name?”
“It wasn’t a man, honey. And no, I don’t know who she was because she never said anything. They positioned me on the table on all fours and Phil made me bury my face in her pussy while he finger-fucked me.”
“Did you cum?”
“Silly, of course I did, and so did she. Phil showed her out the door before he allowed me to remove the blindfold. That was the first bag. The second bag contained a very short, sexy, black cocktail dress and a pair of black stockings but no underwear.”
“Oh. What happened?”
