At about six-thirty the following evening I let myself in the front door
and went into the living-room. I walked straight to the big chair that I
had used the night before, put my brief-case beside it and sat down. I
looked with some approval across at Debbie and Susan sitting together on
the settee but not touching. They had obviously heard the car and prepared
themselves for my arrival.
Susan was wearing a short red pleated miniskirt at least six inches
above her knees so that I could see almost the whole of her plump young
thighs although she had forgotten one of the rules and had her thighs
together with her feet resting flat on the floor. The low seat of the
settee meant that her thighs were slightly angled upwards as she sat. She
was wearing black stiletto heels at least five inches high nicely defining
her neat ankles and calves sheathed in sheer black nylon. She had on a
tight white thin silk blouse with a very low neckline that left more than
half of her breasts bare showing me a deep cleavage. Her prominent nipples
and dark areolae were very evident through the material. She had taken
great care with her make-up and had drawn her hair back into a cute
pony-tail. She looked like a stunning eighteen year old. “You look very
beautiful tonight, Susan” I complimented her “but” I added gently “you have
forgotten one of our rules. Spread your thighs darling”. This instruction
accompanied by the endearment brought, as I expected, the first flush of
what was going to be a long night for the young couple. She spread her
thighs wide, knowing by now that protests would be useless and I looked
straight up between her thighs into her cunt. I saw immediately from her
hairless naked, slightly-gaping slit that my orders had been obeyed. “Lift
your little skirt Susan and show me your pretty undies” I asked. She did
as I had asked, looking with a cute embarrassed flush into my eyes. I saw
with satisfaction that she was wearing a black lacy suspender belt attached
to sheer black silk stockings and, of course, no panties.
I looked next at Debbie. “Get me a beer Debbie darling” I ordered. The
endearment brought a flush of anger to his cheeks but he got up and went to
the fridge, poured my beer and brought it to me. I let him put it down
beside me, noting that he was shrinking away in case I reached out for him.
I didn’t mind that. Whatever he did he was mine whenever I wanted him.
“Just stand in front of me and let me look at you” I said. He did as he
was told his hands clenching and unclenching by his sides. I slowly looked
him over from head to foot and back again, my deliberate scrutiny
increasing his discomfort every second. He looked very different from the
young accountant I had seen at his desk in the company that day. He was
wearing a yellow cotton sun-dress with a short flouncy skirt at least six
inches above his knees. It had a low neckline and a very tight bodice
outlining his cute little breast-mounds. It would be too much to expect a
cleavage but his prominent dark areolae showed clearly through the thin
material and his nipples were very evident. His wavy hair had been
streaked bright blonde and Susan had obviously spent a lot of care on his
make-up. She had plucked his eyebrows and made up his eyes very carefully
with eyeliner, mascara and false eyelashes. A touch of rouge and deep
scarlet lipstick completed the job. He had on shoes with about a
three-inch heel which neatly delineated his calves and ankles and caused
his plump arse to protrude a little. “You look very sweet, Debbie darling”
I said maliciously “I’d like to see your pretty undies also. Lift up your
cute little frock like the good obedient little girl you are”. He flushed
deeper with anger at this but I just smiled. In spite of his rage there
was no real resistance left as he raised the hem of his dress. Like Susan
he was wearing a sexy lace suspender belt but they had chosen a white one
so that it would not show under his yellow dress. It supported black sheer
silk stockings the tops of which I had seen as he moved towards me his
frock was so short. H e was not, of course, wearing panties and I was
interested to see that his little prick was erect above his cleanly-shaved
balls. “Are you excited displaying your little girlie body to your man
Debbie?” I mocked. He just looked miserably at the floor. “Go and sit by
Susan again” I said “and remember, legs apart”. I looked at the pretty
pair side by side displaying their sex and mine to do whatever I liked
with.
It was interesting that they appeared to have carried out my
instructions exactly and were complying with my wishes so submissively that
I had not had to make even the mildest threat. Perhaps they had had a talk
during the day and decided their policy. As long as they did as I
commanded I didn’t care much. During my visit to the company that
afternoon I had seen Susan who had been in a clear state of anxiety
throughout the time I was there but I had behaved impeccably and not
embarrassed her at work (yet). I had not even bothered checking up on
Debbie. I knew that my threat alone was enough to ensure that he carried
out my orders exactly.
I took a crumpled but clean shirt from my bag and tossed it to Debbie.
“Make me a sandwich and a pot of coffee, Debbie, and then iron that for me
will you sweetheart” I said “while I go for a bath. Susan can take it easy
and watch TV because you will be doing the housework this evening. I’ll be
down in a while. Just make sure that everything is ready”. He looked
angrily at me, holding my shirt in his outstretched hand but I ignored him,
passed the young couple and went for a long hot bath. I had had a hard day
of long complex and difficult negotiations with their managing director and
his board and I needed to smooth away the resultant strains before I could
give my full attention to their continued debauchery. I took my time and
had a long relaxing hot bath followed by a cold shower, knowing that the
longer I spent upstairs the greater would be their anxiety. I dried myself
but did not bother with talc or deodorant, they could smell me as I was,
and, anyway, they would be sweating themselves before too long. I did not
dress but went downstairs naked and walked into the sitting room. They
both gasped at the sight of my naked hairy body and my semi-hard
threatening prick. There was a pot of coffee and a plate of sandwiches by
my chair and, ignoring Susan sitting pretending to watch TV but too tense
to concentrate, I sat down, poured myself a cup of coffee and began to
enjoy my sandwiches while I watched Debbie clumsily ironing my shirt, a
task he had clearly not performed often before. He finished just as I
finished my snack and looked across at me. “Put the ironing-board away” I
said gently ” and go and sit by your wife. Susan, turn the TV off there’s
a good girl”. She hastened to comply and Debbie went and sat beside her. I
was pleased to note that they now automatically sat with their thighs
splayed. I began to think that it was time for a little fun. The settee
was a large well upholstered three-seater affair and very comfortable. I
motioned for them to separate and then walked over and sat between them. I
n oted that they shrank away from me hoping that I would not notice. It
didn’t bother me.
“I want to know a little more about you two I think” I said “but first
things first”. I turned to Debbie, put my hand up his dress and began to
feel his prick and balls. I slipped my hand between his parted thighs and
gave his arse a quick finger-fuck. He gasped loudly and I moved back to
his balls which I gently fondled and he immediately became stiff under my
fingers. He was looking straight ahead, his cheeks red, and seemed to be
holding his breath. I began to give him a nice gentle wank. I felt a
shudder go through is slender sexy body. “Come on, Debbie darling, toss me
off like a good girl. You do it so well”. He reached for my prick, took a
firm grip and began to give me a delicious deep slow wank.” A little
harder, sweetness” I breathed into his sexy ear. He increased his stroke
until it was just perfect. Surprisingly, as I had discovered last night,
he was a really expert wanker. We just sat side by side as though Susan
was not in the room tossing each other off, me gently and him more firmly.
I put my arm round him under his arm and began to feel his soft little
breast-mound through the sheer silk material of his sexy frock
alternatively fondling his tit and squeezing his nipple. He gasped loudly
again. “Please stop” he said suddenly “I am going to come”. I didn’t want
that yet so I moved my hand from his prick and put it on the inside of his
splayed thigh and began to play with his stocking tops and suspenders while
I carried on fondling his tit. “How long were you engaged?” I asked.
Three years” Debbie answered in the high-pitched breathy girlie voice that
seemed to be coming easier to him. I said quietly into his ear, “Did you
fuck Susan before you were married?” I heard her gasp of shock beside me.
“No, of course not” he said “we were virgins when we married”. “You must
have done something” I said incredulously. “We used to kiss when no one
was about” he said miserably “But I respected her and I didn’t kiss her
before we were married like you do”. “Like this, you mean?” I took my hand
from his thigh , turned his face and put my lips to his in a long deep
exploring kiss. His hand tightened a little more on my shaft and he
carried on wanking me as I possessed his mouth, looking deep into his sexy,
girlie, made-up eyes. My prick felt delicious in his hand and I just let
him carry on wanking me as I continued to ravish his reluctant mouth with
my demanding tongue. He began to gasp and I knew that, despite himself,
the sensations from his nipple and from the kiss were getting to him. I
moved my lips from his and murmured into his ear “Did you ever put your
hand down Susan’s dress and feel her sexy tits?”. “You’re a crude animal”
he muttered “of course I didn’t”. I heard Susan’s loud uneven breathing
beside me. “Did Susan ever give you a wank or suck you off?” I asked.
Debbie looked absolutely shocked and I heard Susan stop breathing. “Ah!” I
thought “so he doesn’t know about Daddy”. “You are horrible” Debbie said
breathlessly “I hate you. Of course we didn’t do anything like that”. I
winked at Susan and saw her relax a little as she thought that she could
keep her shameful secret. Well she could, for the present anyway. I was
really enjoying my wank as Debbie carried on with his firm long strokes and
I breathed into his ear “So for three years all you did was to give such a
sexy fiancee immature teenage kisses. No wonder she appreciates me”. He
looked at me angrily, flushing deeper but not daring to speak or to stop
wanking me off.
I decided to have a real rest and let them get on with things. I lay
back against the soft cushions. “Debbie, you keep on tossing me off just
like that but fondle my balls with your other hand. Start sucking on my
nipples using your lips, teeth and tongue to gently tease them until I tell
you to stop. Work on both of them in turn”. I watched as he put his ruby
lips to my nipple and began to suck it. I began to feel waves of pleasure
emanating from my nipples as he worked on them vigorously and I felt him
fondling my balls. I looked at Susan. “I don’t want you to feel left out,
darling” I said “just suck me off nicely. Let Debbie toss me off into your
sweet mouth”. She looked helplessly at me and said “Please, no. Don’t
make me do it again. It’s dirty and sinful”. I stroked her soft hair and
looked into her blue eyes. “Just get on with it Susan” I said quietly.
She moved reluctantly down and I felt her soft hair on my thigh then my
knobhead was enveloped by the delicious moist warmth of her mouth as she
began to expertly suck me off. My body was flooded with delightful
sensations. Debbie had been tossing me off long enough that my prick was
alive with a pre-orgasmic glow and this was enhanced by Susan’s rhythmical
sucking in time with Debbie’s wanking hand. Every so often the expert
little cocksucker would pause and run her tongue around the sensitive rim
of my knobhead and then she would restart her rhythmical deep sucking. The
waves of pleasure from my knob, balls and nipples flooded my body
completing the relaxation that the bath had started.
I looked down with pleasure at the young couple that I was forcing to
service me. They appeared cute but vulnerable in their sexy revealing
clothes. Their short skirts had ridden high on their plump thighs giving
me a delightful view of their stocking-tops and suspenders. Even though I
had good staying power I knew that with all the sensations I was receiving
I would not last much longer. The characteristic warm feeling began in my
balls and felt my prick spasm. I put my hand firmly on Susan’s blonde head
and pressed my prick a little deeper into her mouth. Looking straight into
Debbie’s wide sexy hazel eyes, I whispered “I’m going to shoot a load of
hot cum into your wife’s mouth”. His eyes widened but he did not dare to
stop tossing me off. I let him bring me to a powerful ejaculation. I went
rigid as I shot my steaming hot cum straight into his young wife’s mouth.
Susan kept her mouth on my softening prick not daring to move although a
thin stream of white cum ran from the corner of her red lips. I just left
her there and drew her young husband’s head up from my sweating chest and
took possession of his mouth again. As I relaxed and came down from the
high of my powerful ejaculation I enjoyed the dual sensation of the wife’s
hot mouth enveloping my semi-erect prick as she reflexly licking round the
rim of my knobhead while she gently continued to suck me off and the warmth
of her young husband’s mouth which I slowly and luxuriously explored. He
had a sweet mouth which I never tired of kissing. To entertain myself
while I recovered I gave Debbie a gentle wank as I kissed him and then
moved back and began to fairly vigorously finger-fuck his arse hole with
two fingers. I had still kept my hand on his girlish breast mound through
all this and I began to fondle him again and to squeeze his nipple. He
gasped both from the pain of my fingers stretching his hole and from the
warmth flooding him from his nipple. When my glow had subsided I took my
lips from Debbie’s and moved my arm from round him, freeing his tit. I
took my fingers from his arse and just put them straight into his
unsuspecting mouth. “Suck them clean” I ordered. As he was doing so I
raised Susan’s sexy little head from my prick and gave her a gentle kiss,
tasting my cum on her lips. “That was lovely, darling” I said. She
shuddered and sat back with a sigh, her thighs splayed, her blonde tresses
wild and her breasts heaving under her thin silk virginal white blouse.
Not surprisingly at this erotic sight my prick was becoming hard again.
“Go and make some fresh coffee for me, Debbie” I ordered “I’ll just play
with your wife’s sexy little body for a while”. He looked at me, eyes
filled with hatred and fear, and went to the kitchen.
I put my hand on Susan’s hairless childish-looking cunt and, as I had
expected, the excitement of sucking me off had, despite herself, left her
moist and receptive. “Give me a quick wank to get me ready darling” I
said. She automatically reached for my prick and began to toss me off. In
seconds I was hard and ready. I indicated for her to stand and to sit on
my lap with her back to me. As she moved back towards me her thighs were
splayed outside mine and her hairless slit gaped open. “Please don’t” she
whispered and began to cry quietly “how long are you going to keep
torturing us? We just can’t keep sinning like this”. I ignored her
protests and drew her down on to my lap slipping the length of my big prick
straight up her moist receptive cunt until I was buried in her to the
balls. She gave a loud gasp. I kissed her neck as I put my arms round her
slender body under her armpits and began to fondle her breasts through the
thin silk of her blouse. I did not even try to move. It was enough to
relax with my stiff prick rammed hard up the pretty young blonde wife’s wet
cunt and to know how ashamed and dirty I was making her feel. I put my
index finger to her ruby lips and she automatically sucked on it.
Debbie came in with the coffee. He looked across at us “God! Not
again, you bastard. Why don’t you leave her alone”. I nodded to the
settee where he had been sitting before. “Shut up, Debbie” I said “put the
coffee on the table and come and sit down”. He obeyed me but I could see
the anger and tension in his eyes and body. I took my finger from his
wife’s mouth and moved my hand between her plump gaping young thighs and
put the finger that she had moistened into her cunt in front of my stiff
prick, straight on to her little clitoris which I felt immediately begin to
erect. I gently rubbed it while I felt her plump springy breast more
firmly through the thin material of her sexy blouse. Her nipple was
protruding like a bullet through the sheer blouse into the palm of my hand
and she gave a sudden groan. I watched her neck and shoulders flush and
felt her body tense clutching my deeply-embedded prick more firmly and
deliciously as, despite herself, she came. “I’m so, so sorry Derek” she
sobbed “I just can’t help it. He is making me do it”. She began to cry
quietly. I had not come so my prick was still as hard as a poker rammed
deep up her. I pulled her back so that she was resting against my naked
hairy chest with her legs widely splayed and her cunt-slit clasping my
thick prick. I kissed the soft skin of her slender neck, put both arms
round her under hers on to her breasts and began to thoroughly feel her
while she recovered. She quietly sobbed and I knew how ashamed and guilty
such a well brought-up girl must be feeling. She would be even more
ashamed, I thought, if it hadn’t been for Daddy!
“I wish you’d leave us alone” Debbie muttered looking as though he was
about to cry as I fondled his young wife while he watched. “Shut up,
Debbie and keep watching us. You two were engaged for three years. If you
had been any sort of man you would have been fucking Susan all that time.
You gave up the chance so you can just watch me now”. Susan was lying back
against me, submitting reluctantly to my caresses, and quietly weeping. I
put my hand to her face and moistened my finger with the tears from her
soft cheek and put it back between her thighs on to her stiff little
clitoris, beginning to work her up again. It did not take long. Her
splayed thighs began to tremble, her flush deepened and she came again in
an even more shattering orgasm. “Oh, Derek, please help me” she sobbed as
I pulled her against me feeling her breasts more firmly. I glanced at him.
“Well, Debbie, you heard your wife”. “I’m sorry Susan”, he sobbed in a
broken breathy voice “I would help you if I could but there is nothing I
can do”. “That’s a sensible girl” I smiled. A tear ran down Debbie’s
cheek while Susan sobbed loudly impaled on my thick prick. I carried on
gently feeling her and moving my prick slightly in her wet cunt (into which
I had not yet come this evening) and whispered in her ear through her soft
hair. “You are beginning to smell, Susan darling, after all your orgasms”.
She sobbed harder and blushed deeply, agitating my prick beautifully.
“Your sweat has made a mess of your pretty clothes as well. Go upstairs,
have a nice shower, wash and dry your hair and put on a nice clean nightie.
If you want to take a cup of coffee you can”. She nodded gratefully. I
looked at Debbie. “Pour Susan some coffee, there’s a good girl, then come
back here and sit down” I ordered. He flushed and looked angrily at me but
complied. I pushed Susan up off my thick erect prick and she went and
picked up her coffee. “We will be down here a bit longer Susan. When you
are ready just lie on the bed and watch TV until we come”. She picked up
her coffee i n a trembling hand and went upstairs.
I looked calculatingly at Debbie who looked back warily. “Do you
remember last night I told you to watch Susan sucking me off because you
would be doing it soon? Well I hope you took notice, because this is the
time to prove it”. He looked aghast and disbelieving. “You can’t make me
do that. I won’t. It is what queers do”. I just smiled. “It is what
proper girls do for their men” I said firmly “you have seen Susan do it,
now start licking my prick and balls”. He shuddered and shrank away from
me beginning to cry. “I just can’t” he sobbed. “Oh, I think you can,
Debbie darling” I said, putting one hand round his shoulders and moving his
face towards my sweaty groin. Even now he tried to pull back as he smelt
the male tang of my sweat. “I don’t want to have to slap you” I warned. I
felt his breath on my balls and the softness of his tongue as he began to
lick me. I put my hand on his soft blonde-streaked hair and pressed his
head into my groin. “Lick me harder” I commanded harshly “go all over my
prick and balls”. I relaxed back, enjoying the sensation while the shamed
young husband cleaned up my sweaty balls and stiff prick with his reluctant
tongue. I noticed that he was carefully avoiding the threatening swell of
my knobhead. “Time to put a stop to this “I thought. “Debbie” I said
gently. He looked up at me, clearly hoping that I was going to let him
stop. He should be so lucky! “You have cleaned up my sweat nicely like a
good girl. That feels much better. Now, kneel between my legs facing me”.
He knew better than to hesitate and I looked down at the crushed young
husband kneeling in his sexy summer frock submissively between my powerful
male thighs. To my pleasure, as he bent forward, I could see down his
frock to the suggestion of a slight cleavage. He was quietly crying. “Now
take the end of my prick into your mouth and suck me off”. He looked
hopelessly up at me. “Please don’t make me do this” he begged “I’ll do
anything”. “Just do it” I snapped and watched him take a prick between his
lips for the first tim e. I reached down and put my hand on his soft
blonde hair pushing his mouth firmly on to my prick. “Toss me off gently
into your mouth” I ordered “and suck my in time with as you wank. Look at
me while you are doing it and don’t dare move your eyes from mine. Just
keep on sucking me off until I tell you that you can stop”. He got the
message very quickly and before long I was looking down at my new little
cocksucker with his ruby lips firmly closed around my thick shaft, his wide
hazel eyes fixed on mine, tossing me off into his mouth and giving me a
really pretty competent blowjob. “Every so often, Debbie, pause in sucking
but keep on wanking. Draw your lips back so that only about an inch of my
prick is in your mouth and run your soft tongue over the bottom rim of my
knobhead”. He complied and a delicious wave of sensation flooded through
me. “That’s wonderful, Debbie darling. You are a really good little
cocksucker”. He mechanically went back to tossing me off into his mouth
and sucking me off with just the right degree of suction as the blush
deepened on his cheeks. I just lay back and watched him humiliating
himself as he sucked off a man for the first time enjoying the repugnance
and hatred in his eyes. He was doing such a good job that I could feel the
pressure beginning to build in my balls again. “Take your mouth off my
prick, sweetheart, and stop wanking me. Just relax holding my prick” I
said quietly. He looked at me in relief.
I let him kneel there holding my prick while I lay back and closed my
eyes. I had come close to ejaculation and I needed time to control myself.
When I had recovered I looked down at the young husband still kneeing
between my legs holding my stiff prick. “Fucking your wife has made my
arse all sweaty” I said conversationally “just clean that up as well would
you”. I lay back, spread my thighs wider and pushed a cushion under my
arse so that he had complete access to my hairy hole. “Oh God!” he gasped
“you can’t want me to do that. It is completely perverted. No one would
do it”. “You will Debbie darling” I said “you know what I will do to you
if you give me any trouble”. With a sob he moved his head forward behind
my balls and I felt him begin to lick my perineum, moving reluctantly
towards my sweaty arse. He needed encouragement in something that he had
never imagined having to do even in his darkest dreams so I put my hand on
his head and pulled him firmly between my thighs until I felt his lips on
my arsehole. “Now Debbie, just French kiss my hole, running your tongue
around the rim and pushing your tongue as deeply up me as you can”. He
sobbed but complied and I relaxed back as he sucked and kissed my sweaty
hole pushing his hot tongue deep inside me. He was crying quietly. The
sensation was incredible as I looked down at the completely straight sexy
young blonde man now dressed in a cute summer frock, on his knees with his
dark nylon clad legs stretched behind him between my spread thighs sucking,
kissing firmly and deeply tonguing my sweaty arse. I lay back and watched
him as he humiliated himself, destroying the last vestiges of his
self-respect, enjoying the sensations that spread from my arse hole through
my body. I made him do it for what must have seemed hours to him but I was
enjoying it too much to let him stop. Finally I patted him on the head.
“That’s fine, Debbie, my hole is nice and clean now. You can go back to
sucking me off”. This was clearly the lesser of two evils for him as he
quickly mov ed from my arse, looked up into my eyes, and took my stiff
prick deep into his hot mouth between his ruby lips. He began to
automatically toss me off as he sucked me. He really was very good at it.
I put my hand on his head and gently moved it back and forwards so that he
was fucking my prick with his mouth. I took my hand away and he had
clearly got the message as he continued fucking my hard stiff prick with
his ruby lips as he sucked me harder tossing me off into his soft young
mouth his head bobbing backwards and forwards. He had become such a
natural cocksucker that I knew that I would not last long. As I felt the
pressure in my balls I held his head with both hands and pushed my prick
deeper towards the back of his throat. My prick hardened more and I came
in a shattering ejaculation which flooded my body with waves of sensation.
I felt the jets of hot cum drowning his mouth and throat as I held him
firmly on my prick. He gave a loud gasp as he felt the hot cum and blushed
deeply. I knew then that he had come as well, despite himself, shooting
cum all over his pretty dress. I looked down at the humiliated husband
with his sweet lips around my softening prick. “Still think you’re
straight then?” I mocked. He shuddered, tears rolling down his flushed
cheeks. I just lay and relaxed letting the sensations of my orgasm die
away.
I pushed him gently off my cock. “Stand up, Debbie” I ordered. He
stood in front of my reclining relaxed form on shaking legs. “You smell
sweaty, darling” I said “your pretty frock is sticking to you and you have
soiled it where you came when you were sucking me off like the obedient
little cocksucking girlie you have become”. He looked angrily but
impotently down at me. I swung my legs around up on to the settee and lay
relaxing and looking at him. “Pour me some coffee, Debbie darling” I said
” then make a fresh pot and some more sandwiches”. He did not even argue
but got me my coffee and went to the kitchen where I heard him doing as I
had commanded. I enjoyed my coffee, feeling the strength returning. In a
few minutes he came back in carrying a tray. I enjoyed the slutty sight of
his soiled clothes sticking to his belly and thighs. “Time to go upstairs
and join your wife” I said “bring that with you”. I got up and walked up
the stairs leaving the young husband in my wake carrying my supper. I went
into the bedroom and Susan looked anxiously up at us. Husband and wife
exchanged glances and I knew that Susan was wondering what had been
happening downstairs. I let her wonder! I switched off the TV and turned
to Debbie. “That’s a good girl” I said, patting his sexy bottom “Put my
sandwiches down on the bedside table and go and have a shower. Use Susan’s
talc so that you smell sweet and girlie, put on a nice clean nightie and
come back to bed”. I ignored him, knowing that he would do exactly as he
was told. I heard him take a nightie from the dressing table drawer and go
into the bathroom. I went to the bed and stretched my sweaty male form
alongside the fragrant little blonde wife. I glanced down at her. She
looked very young in a pale yellow low-cut short nightie clinging to her
plump breasts and a matching pair of panties which fitted tightly to her
buttocks and cunt outlining the nude fleshy contours of her shaved lower
lips. She had repaired her make-up and looked very pretty. I could smell
the freshness of h er hair which she had carefully brushed again into a
cute pony-tail. Turning from her I ate my supper while she lay anxious and
tense beside me.
The bathroom door opened and Debbie slowly came back into the bedroom.
He was wearing a short peach coloured shortie nightie with matching panties
and I was interested to see that his little prick was already stiff from
the feel of the sexy feminine material. He looked and smelt clean and
fresh and I had fortunately not done too much damage to his make-up. I
smiled at him and moved over into the middle of the bed closer to Susan who
I felt shudder. I patted the bed beside me. “Come to bed, Debbie darling,
there’s a good girl”. He flushed with anger, clearly never going to get
used to my calling him a girl, but he did as I commanded. I stretched out
between them enjoying the clean smell from their freshly-showered and
talced bodies and knowing that they must be smelling the sweat from mine.
I felt very relaxed and was enjoying my evening. To entertain myself I
ignored Debbie and turned to Susan and drew her fragrant young body into my
arms. I began to very gently kiss her not using very much tongue, putting
one hand on her soft springy breast and the other up under the hem of her
nightie gently parting her legs and cupping her cunt through the nylon
panties. I continued to kiss her while feeling her breast and cunt until
she became moist under my palm. I moved my mouth to her ear and said very
softly “Doesn’t Debbie know about Daddy then?”. She gave a gasp and
whispered “Oh God! please don’t tell him. No one knows”. Debbie didn’t
know what I was doing to his wife as my back was to him but he felt
motivated to a routine protest. “Leave her alone, you sick bastard” which
I naturally ignored. “Shall we tell him darling?” I whispered maliciously.
“Oh God no, please” she pleaded “I’ll do anything you ask but please
don’t”. “I’ll hold you to that later” I smiled. I lay back, slipping my
hand down into the elasticated waist of her panties and slowly caressing
all around her bare cunt. She gasped as I began to gently finger-fuck her
as I worked her up for her next ordeal. Her cunt was now very wet. “Pull
your heels up and spread your thighs, Susan” I whispered into her ear. I
could feel her shaking as she did as I asked. I moved down the bed until I
was between Susan’s plump splayed thighs and smiled up into her
anxiety-filled eyes. “I think that you are going to like this, darling” I
said. It was as though Debbie no longer existed. I concentrated solely on
his wife but I could hear his ragged breathing and from the corner of my
eye I could see him spasmodically clenching and unclenching his fists in
impotent shame and anger as he watched me playing with her but knowing that
he did not dare to interfere.
I pressed my lips to her fleshy hairless cunt-lips kissing her through
the nylon panties soaked with her reluctantly-excited woman smell. I
enjoyed sucking them for a moment but they were clearly in the way. I
propped myself on my elbow beside the aroused but frightened girl. “Take
your panties off darling” I said and watched as she slid them down her legs
and dropped them on to the floor. I put my hand on the soft flesh inside
her thigh. “Heels up again and thighs spread, Susan” I said gently. She
mutely complied and I moved back between her plump trembling thighs.
Without hesitation I brought my lips to her cunt and began to deeply French
kiss her fleshy lower lips pushing my tongue up her clinging channel. She
gasped and I felt her thighs tense and her heels press into the bed. I had
my hand on the inside of her thigh and from my gentle pressure she knew
that she had to keep her thighs widely spread. I continued exploring her
sexy cunt at my leisure enjoying her horrified reluctance but enjoying the
taste and smell of her even more. I gave her a thorough tonguing sucking
every part of the fragrant lips until, at last, I brought my tongue just
inside the top of her gaping sloppy slit and began to gently tease her
clitoris. “Oh God!” she gasped, putting her small hand on my head “you
mustn’t do that”. I ignored her, of course and gently sucked the small bud
with my lips and tongue. Without warning she gave a great gasp and
convulsed, clutching my head between her fleshy thighs as she experienced
the most shattering orgasm she had ever had. My face and lips were wet
with her fragrant juices as I continued sucking her cunt. She gave another
deep sigh and lay trembling, her heels drumming against the bed as I
continued to suck her sweet young cunt. She began a low wordless moaning.
“Stop it for God’s sake” her husband pleaded “can’t you see she can’t stand
it?” I ignored him and slowly and deliberately again began to tease her
erect little clitoris. She had not recovered from the last orgasm before
the next one hi t her. She burst into hysterical tears and clasped the
bedclothes in her little fists her thighs slackly splayed. “Please leave
her alone” Debbie begged. Susan’s soft body was trembling violently and
she was weeping hysterically under the influence of feelings the intensity
of which she had never experienced before. She was bathed in sweat and her
nightdress clung revealingly to her sticky body. I moved up the bed and
propped myself on my elbow with one hand fondling her sweaty breast through
the nylon as she slowly brought herself under control. Her deep gasping
breaths began to calm down and her hysterics muted to a gentle persistent
sobbing as tears rolled down her lovely cheeks. I kissed her gently on the
ear under her wet sweaty smelly hair. “One more thing darling” I whispered
into her ear. I put my hand between her gaping thighs on to her wet and
sticky cunt and smeared cunt-slime on to my middle finger and without
pausing I slid it up her arse which I was not really surprised to find
slacker than one would have expected in a well brought-up girl. She gave a
deep gasp and stopped breathing. The flush left her and she went as pale
as a ghost lying rigid impaled on my sticky motionless finger. “Daddy?” I
whispered into her ear. She gave a deep shuddering gasp and began to moan
quietly. Eventually she just nodded dumbly, still very pale and shaken. I
had rooted out her last shameful secret. “Don’t worry, Susan darling” I
whispered into her pale shell-like ear “it will be our secret”. She gave a
deep sigh and the colour returned to her cheeks as she began to calm down.
I pulled my finger gently out of her arse and relaxed on my back. The
exhausted girl lay panting beside me absolutely drenched with sweat, her
nightie plastered stickily to her body. Her normally lovely hair spread
dankly across her neck, shoulders and over the pillow where it had come out
of the pony-tail during her exertions. She lay motionless trying to
recover her composure with her heels drawn up to her arse, her thighs
spread wantonly apart and her cunt gaping open.
I had not come since Debbie had sucked me off downstairs in spite of
what I had been doing to the young husband and wife so I was beginning to
feel like some more fun. I kissed Susan’s sweaty cheek gently. “Go and
have a nice shower and wash and dry your hair, darling. Make yourself
smell nice and sweet again and then come back to bed. You won’t need a
nightie”. I squeezed her little hand and patted her on the bottom as she
got off the bed and went slowly to the bathroom. She looked physically and
mentally exhausted.
I turned to Debbie and was pleased to find that although he had been
emotional and angry from my treatment of his wife he still smelt sweet. I
put my hand straight up the hem of his nightie and cupped his prick and
balls through the sheer nylon of his panties. I squeezed his balls gently
and as usual, he rapidly became stiff under my exploring hand. I began to
gently wank him through his panties. I pulled him to my chest and he
automatically began to suck my nipple. He was learning fast. I let him
move from one nipple to the other and noted that he was becoming much more
skilful and instinctive in the use of his lips and tongue. Sensations
flooded me from my nipples. I could stand quite a lot of this! I lowered
my lips to his ear. “Don’t stop what you are doing, sweetheart, but take
off your sexy little girlie panties”. I released his prick and, keeping
his lips on my erect nipple he shuffled off his panties. “Now start
wanking me off” I commanded. He reached for my prick and began to toss me
off at just the right speed and with exactly the proper pressure. His lips
sucked hard on my nipples. “Well done, that is lovely darling” I
whispered. “I fancy a fuck but we are going to need some lubrication”. He
gasped with horror against my nipple but continued his vigorous suction. I
grasped his hard little prick and casually wanked him to a quick
ejaculation all over his belly. He gave a deep gasp. “Just what I need” I
smiled. I moved him from my nipple and rolled him on to his back. I was
in no mood to wait now. “Heels up and thighs apart darling” I ordered. He
dumbly did as he was told. I smeared the cum from his belly all over my
stiff prick so that it was nice and greasy and slowly shoved it up his arse
until I was sheathed in him to the balls. I lay forward on him with my
hands covering his little tits, feeling him gently through his nightie. I
put my lips to his and his mouth opened under mine. I began to give him a
long deep kiss and to slowly fuck him. He was beginning to know what was
needed and he clasped me around the hips with his plump thighs. I
increased the speed and depth of my stroke and his hips began to move with
mine. I took my lips from his and whispered into his ear “Who said he
wasn’t queer then?”
I heard Susan come into the room and I took my lips from her husband’s
and smiled at her. “Just sit on the chair darling while I am fucking your
husband. We won’t be long” I said casually. In spite of all she had
experienced in the last forty-eight hours Susan’s mouth opened with shock
and she sank down on the chair watching in horror as I had my way again
with her young husband. I began to kiss him again and to move more deeply
and roughly until I was giving him a really savage fucking and having a
lovely ride. The bed was creaking loudly as I pressed my tongue deep into
his mouth, squeezed his tits firmly and ramming my thick stiff prick as
hard as I could deep into his arse. He moved under me meeting my thrusts,
wide-eyed and gasping. Our sweat was mingling sticking his thin nylon
nightie to us. I just rode him as roughly as I felt like without
considering his feelings until I came deep into his arse. He groaned
loudly and let his thighs fall from round my hips. “You’ve just been well
fucked again haven’t you” I taunted “I thought you said that you were
straight!” I gave his tits a last squeeze, pulled out of his greasy hole
and lay back on the bed getting my breath back as he lay panting beside me.
The room smelled of sex and I know that clean fresh Susan could smell us
both.
I was getting hungry again. “Go downstairs and make us some coffee and
sandwiches Debbie” I said “make enough for three, I’m sure that you must
both be hungry”. This was the first bit of real consideration I had shown
them and I saw them look at each other with hope in their eyes. Debbie got
off the bed and went out, his soiled nightie sticking uncomfortably to his
sweaty body. I got off the bed and walked to the bathroom. I stopped and
gently caressed Susan’s soft clean hair. “I am going for a shower darling.
You relax and watch TV. When Debbie comes back tell him to make the bed
with clean fresh bedclothes”. “I don’t mind doing it” she whispered. “Ah!
but I mind you doing it” I said “I told you earlier that Debbie was doing
all the housework this evening. Just tell him what I said”. I strolled
into the bathroom and had a nice refreshing shower. I washed my hair and
dried it with Susan’s hairdryer which I found on an extension lead in the
bathroom. I did not hurry knowing that they would have to wait for me.
When I was fresh and clean I walked back into the bedroom. The coffee
and sandwiches were ready as I had ordered and the bed had been freshly
made. I want and lay down. “Pour Susan and I coffee, Debbie” I suggested
“and pass us each a sandwich” I patted the bed and Susan came and sat
beside me propped up on the pillows as Debbie served us”. “Thank you,
darling” I said “now go and have your shower. Wash and dry your hair and
make yourself smell nice and feminine. You wont need a nightie. You can
have your supper when you come back”. He went out and I smiled at Susan.
She looked back uncertainly.
“So, Susan” I said “how old were you when Daddy started fucking you up
the arse?” She looked shocked and went pale, glancing nervously at the
bathroom. “Don’t worry, darling, Debbie can’t hear you”.
“I was fifteen” she said shyly “he had me almost every night until I
went to University when I was eighteen”. “God!” I thought, “lucky Daddy,
no wonder her arse isn’t as tight as it might be”. This had clearly been
troubling her and now that she had started talking about it she couldn’t
seem to stop. “Mummy was blind” she said “and Daddy used to feel me when
she was in the room. He sometimes made me suck him while they were at the
dinner table. Once he made me sit on his knob while they were watching
television and he put his hands on my breasts the way you did”. “What a
old perve” I thought. I highly approved of Daddy, a man after my own
heart. “Shh” Susan said suddenly. Debbie came into the bedroom and sat on
the chair slowly eating his supper and watching us.
“Don’t forget your pill, Susan” I said ” and give two to Debbie”. He
looked at me with resistance building in his eyes but I just stared at him
until he put the contraceptive pills in his mouth and washed them down.
“Good girl” I said “you’ll get used to it!”
Even I was getting tired after my efforts. “Come to bed, Debbie
darling, and put the light out. It is time for some sleep”. He walked
over and lay down beside me switching out the main light so that the room
was just lit dimly and romantically from the hidden lights. I gently
kissed Susan and Debbie gently. “Good-night darlings” I said and quickly
went to sleep leaving the naked husband and wife lying awake on either side
of me.
I awoke a couple of hours later and rather to my surprise both Susan and
Debbie were asleep. Had I found them awake it would have been more what I
expected. I turned to Susan, put my hand between her plump young thighs
and began to work her up with my finger. I knew that this would wake her
and, sure enough in a moment, she sighed and opened her blue eyes. They
slowly focused on mine as she realised what I was doing. “Please stop” she
gasped. We could both hear Debbie quietly snoring. I kissed her gently
and whispered into her ear. “Give me a nice wank, Susan darling”. She put
her soft hand on my semi-hard prick and began to toss me off. This rapidly
stiffened me up. I gently kissed her again, just brushing her lips with my
tongue. I did not want to make her come yet so I kept away from her
clitoris and lightly felt her hot wet cunt. “You know what we are going to
do now, don’t you darling” I whispered into her ear through her soft silky
hair. “I am going to remind you of when you were a teenager and of all
those nights that Daddy was in your bed”. She looked dumbly into my eyes
and protested “Please, please don’t. It was so wrong then and I’ve never
done it since”. I moved my hand from her cunt to her soft arse and began
to lubricate her hole well with cunt-slime. I gave her arse a finger-fuck
so that it would be as loose as possible. When her hole was nice and
greasy I moved my hand back to her sopping cunt and began to transfer
cunt-slime to my prick making it nice and greasy. I looked deeply into her
baby-blue eyes. “It’s time someone had your arse again, Susan, and it
might as well be me”. I gently rolled her on to her back. “You know the
drill, darling” I whispered “thighs widely spread”. She complied and I
pushed a pillow under her arse giving me ready access to her hole. I moved
quietly between her legs so as not to disturb Debbie and put the end of my
stiff prick against the dimple of her greasy arse hole. I gently pushed
and without difficulty my stiff prick went about four inches up her. I
smiled int o her wide eyes. “That was easy, darling, take a deep breath.”
She breathed in deeply and I pushed my prick right up her moist arse until
I was sheathed in her with my hairy balls resting against her smooth shaven
cunt. “Put your legs around me precious” I whispered. She wrapped her
thighs around my waist. She put her thighs rather higher up my body than I
expected and this pulled my prick further up her hole. I wondered if she
had learned that trick from Daddy! I took her in my arms and rolled on to
my side so that she was facing me with my prick right up inside her arse.
“This is so wrong, so sinful” the little blonde whispered mournfully. I
just smiled into her baby eyes and began to gently fuck her clinging arse.
Her arse was so smooth that I came up her fairly soon. I gave her a gentle
kiss, pulled out my prick and settled down to sleep leaving Susan to her
thoughts and memories.
I awoke early as yesterday to find them both awake. I did not touch
either of them and their anxieties began to build. I could feel the
tension in the air when I said casually “I shall be leaving today but
before we part there are some things we need to get straight. First of
all, Susan. You can continue to go to work dressed as you normally do
although it might be nice if you gradually shortened your skirts until they
are about three inches above the knee. We can discuss any other changes
when we next meet”. I saw them look at each other in startled horror that
the end of their ordeal was apparently not yet in sight.
“Debbie, it is a little different for you. I have found out over the
last couple of nights that you are much more of a girl than I had realised.
Since you are a girl you will dress like one. For the time being you may
wear a suit and shirt with men’s shoes for work but depending how you
change we may modify that when we meet again. You will always wear under
the suit frilly panties, a suspender belt and stockings and a nice smooth
slip. It is your business how you stop people finding out about it,
finally, don’t forget to take your two pills every night. I expect to see
some results when I next visit”.
“Now, both of you. When you come home in the evening and at weekends
you are to change at once into clothes exactly like those you were wearing
last night. This is an absolute rule and there is no to be no relaxation
or deviation, except that one night a week and one weekend a month you can
dress as you like if you want to go out or to have friends over. When you
are alone together in the house you are to dress exactly as I have ordered
always. You will remember what I said about sex. You are not, under any
circumstances to touch one another neither will you play with yourselves.
If you feel horny you can save it for my next visit. From now on you will
live as brother and sister keeping yourselves for me. I don’t care if you
continue to share the same bed but if I find that you have not been
following my orders it will be the worse for you both, and you have seen
what I can do”.
“Now I am going for a shower. You two can go down and make my breakfast
It is still early so you will have time to get ready for work after I
leave”. I could see that they were both still very on edge after the last
two nights and expected me to make some sexual demand on one or both. I
enjoyed surprising them as I watched the naked pair leave the bedroom and
went to the bathroom. I dressed, collected my case and phoned for a cab on
my mobile before going downstairs.
I ate breakfast and tossed the naked blonde the car keys, just as the
doorbell rang. “I called a taxi ” I said casually “and that will be it so
I will be on my way. I’ll keep the front door key so that I can check up
on you whenever I like. You will never know when I am going to come so
make sure you obey me. You know what will happen if I call and find that
you have not done exactly as I told you”.
I smiled at the dumb-struck pair and went out happy at having added
another young couple to my collection.