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Andrea and Gillian pt3I went for a long morning walk on the mountain after rising early towatch the sun rise. I knew that I would be away from the valley aftertoday for several days and I always miss Wales so I take every advantage toexperience it whatever the weather. This morning was cold and there was ahard frost with snow on the tops off which the red of the rising sun beganto glint as I walked back down through the heather. The curtains on thesmall house next to my cottage were all closed and there was no sign oflife. I had already laid out their plans for today and no doubt they weregetting some rest after their exertions and anxieties of yesterday. (see’Andrea and Gillian. Parts 1 and 2′).I went into my cottage and had breakfast. By then the sun had risen andwas lighting more of the valley. The temperature was rising and the roadswould be better in half an hour for the drive down the pass intoCaernarfon. I had a shower and dressed warmly for my visit to the smallcity.My business went quickly and smoothly and before lunch I was back at thecottage with my plane tickets for the night flight to Switzerland and mycar serviced for the quick drive to Manchester airport. I showered andchanged into my usual clothes for the afternoon entertainment, a white silkpolo-necked sweater and loose trousers with no underwear. I knew from lastnight’s conversation that Gillian would be out and that Andrea would be inalone so about an hour before lunch I went to the back door and enteredquietly without knocking.Andrea was standing with her back to me at the table. She was wearing atight white sweater and jeans which clearly outlined the cheeks of herplump well-made bottom. Her long blonde hair was loose over her shoulders.She turned and gave a gasp of shock when she saw me in her kitchen. Ibeckoned to her and she hesitatingly walked over to me. I took her chin inmy left hand and with my right hand without warning I grasped her leftbreast which I began to squeeze until she gasped with pain.”You have got off to a very bad start this afternoon Andrea and you aregoing to be sorry. You will have to learn to think more carefully or youwill never be able to sit down comfortably.” She looked confused andafraid, as well she might.”I don’t know what I’ve done wrong,” she said wretchedly, “how can Ihave done anything wrong? You have only just got here!”.”You really don’t know do you?” I said, “You have not learned anythingfrom the last two days. I will tell you exactly what you have done wrongbefore I punish you and you can pass the message on to Gillian as wellbecause the same goes for her and I am sure that you would not like her tohave what you are about to get”. She began to tremble. I took my handfrom her chin, admiring the red outline of my thumb and fingers on her fairflesh. I pulled her to me by her tit and began to squeeze her fat arsecheek with my other hand as I whispered into her ear,”You are wearing jeans Andrea. Women wear pretty dresses for their men,they do not wear men’s clothes. I thought that you would have understoodthis after the last two days but clearly you need the lesson reinforcing.Neither you or Gillian are ever to wear jeans or trousers if I am likely tobe around. You are to wear pretty feminine dresses like the little tartsthat you are. You can pass this on to your sexy little daughter becausenothing would give me greater pleasure that to give her what you are aboutto get. It is up to you to see that I have no excuse”. I could see thatshe was being kept very off-balance by my changes of attitude to her, harshyesterday morning, more tender during the afternoon, becoming harsh againin the evening and now she clearly felt that I was being downright cruelthis morning as I mauled her arse and squeezed her plump tit until tearscame to her eyes. This was good, I did not think that she would enjoy theafternoon very much but that was all right, just as long as I enjoyed it. Itook my hand from her arse and led her by the tit across the kitchen untilI could sit on a straight chair. I let go of her breast and sat down asshe stood in front of me, visibly shaking. I looked up at her and made herwait. her lower lip began to tremble and she wiped a tear from her eye.”Take your jeans off,” I said quietly. She sobbed and hastened to obey.She stood shaking in front of me in a short tight sweater which reached tojust below her waist and a pair of very flimsy pale blue panties whichfailed to conceal the blonde hair on her fleshy cunt, some tendrils ofwhich were escaping from under the high-cut hem.”I am going to thrash you Andrea,” I said casually, “so that youremember this for ever and so that you never make the same mistake again.It will help you to make sure that Gillian keeps my rules. I know that, inspite of your pretending to struggle, you quite enjoyed the spanking I gaveyou yesterday and I bet that you thought about it while you were in bed! This is not a spanking, this is a punishment and you are not going to enjoyit at all.””Oh, please God!” she whispered, “don’t! I promise I’ll remember infuture. You don’t have to do this. I’ll do whatever you want.”I said nothing but slowly took my leather belt off looking up all thetime into her frightened eyes. I folded it in half in my hand making aconvenient strap.”You can make this as hard as you like but you are going to bepunished,” I said, “now pull your panties down to your knees, tell me thatyou are sorry, that you deserve a good thrashing and ask me to punish you.Then lie down over my lap. After I am finished, you will thank me for thebeating, tell me that you deserved it and tell me what lesson it has taughtyou”She looked helplessly down at me and, bending, pushed the flimsy nylonpanties down to her knees, which I could see visibly trembling. I lookedup at her and waited, gently slapping the folded belt against the palm ofmy hand. She knew from my eyes that there was no escape.”I’m very sorry,” she whispered, “I know that it was wrong to dress likethis and I deserve a good thrashing so that I’ll remember what to do infuture, please punish me but please, please don’t hurt me too much.” Shemoved to my side and lay down on my lap with her bare cunt against mystiffening prick and her tits dangling. It was fun to make her wait. Iput the belt down on the table for a moment and began to feel her fat arsesqueezing and fondling the globes of her buttocks before moving to thecrack between them. With my other hand I was feeling her dangling tit,gently torturing the nipple through her sweater and bra until she gaspedwith pain.”Spread your thighs a little,” I ordered, and she immediately complied.She was clearly terrified but also excited despite herself as I found whenI put my hand between her thighs from the back and felt her moisteningcunt. I drew my hand back and, having lubricated a finger with her femalemoistness I gently pushed it into the dimple of her arse. She gasped alittle and wriggled on my lap, her cunt agitating my stiff prick but shedid not dare to say anything. I gently finger-fucked her arse as Isqueezed her nipple.”Listen to me Andrea, and listen well,” I said, “I don’t mind thrashingyou, in fact I enjoy it. If you want to be able to sit down comfortably inthe future then you better make no more mistakes. You will have toanticipate my desires and figure out what you can and can’t do. If you getit wrong I will thrash your fat arse. I will do it every day if I have tountil you realise that now you belong to me and that you have no life ofyour own that does not involve wondering what you can do to please me andthen doing it. In the future I intend to extend this to Gillian as wellbut for now she has just a little more freedom. Now for your first lessonin obedience.”I picked up the belt and began to thrash the trembling plump white arsespread out on my lap. I started relatively gently taking care not to landtoo many stokes in the same place and as her arse reddened I began toincrease the force. At first she began to wriggle gasping with each strokebut I held her cunt firmly against my prick by pulling down on her nipple.Her arse began to be more clearly marked by the strokes of the leather beltand her gasps became wordless moans as I continued her punishment. Iincreased the force of my stroke more and she began to emit wordlessscreams as each blow landed. I varied my target, thrashing the tops of herslender thighs as well as her plump fiery arse. She was screaming loudlynow and I felt a tell-tale warmth in my groin. She was voiding a smallspurt of urine with each stroke. Finally she could not help herself andher bladder emptied, soaking my trousers. I stopped thrashing her and herscreams subsided to a quiet but desperate sobbing. I let go of her nippleand pushed her to her feet. She stood in front of me on wobbly legs in apool of pee that had saturated her flimsy panties and was still runningdown her legs. Tears ran down her face as she sobbed, her eyes all puffedup.”You have made a mess of yourself and of me,” I said, “you should beashamed. What would Gillian say if I told her that her mother had wetherself at her age?””Please, please don’t tell her,” she begged, “I just couldn’t help it. Icouldn’t stand what you were doing to me.””Well,” I said quietly, “do you think that you have learned yourlesson?””I have, I have,” she said quickly, “I deserved the thrashing fordressing in jeans and not for not dressing how I knew I should dress. Iwill never do it again and I will make sure that Gillian knows what youexpect. Thank you for teaching me a lesson. I am very, very, sorry that Imade a mess on you but I truly couldn’t help it.””Very good, Andrea,” I said, “I am going next door to shower and change.You better do the same and make some lunch. I have some telephone calls tomake. I’ll be about an hour. Get this place cleaned up, it stinks of yourpee. Make sure that everything is ready for when I come back.” I gave thefrightened blonde a last harsh look and left her kitchen.I showered and changed and had a drink while I made some telephone callsand an hour quickly passed. I left it a little longer as I knew how thiswould build up Andrea’s anxiety. I had been relatively nice to heryesterday afternoon but any consideration I might have felt like extendinghad been negated by her morning performance. She was going to have quite ahard time this afternoon and she might even get another thrashing toremember me by before I left for Switzerland.I left my cottage and went next door, entering the kitchen withoutknocking as though I owned the place, I might just as well have done – Iowned the two bitches that lived there! The kitchen smelled clean andfresh and there was a nice light lunch of cheese, rolls and smoked salmonlaid out with a bottle of chilled Chablis in a wine cooler. Andrea wascertainly learning! I looked round with approval at all her arrangementsbefore I turned my attention to her. She stood by the table looking at meanxiously twisting her hands with sheer nerves. She was dressed in black,a very short low-cut cocktail dress with the hem about four inches aboveher knee. The fitted bodice clung to and accentuated her plump bosom andthe prominence of her nipples against the material demonstrated that shewas not wearing a bra or slip. The neckline was low showing a deepcleavage. She wore dark sheer stockings and as her skirt moved I could seethe outline of her suspender. I knew without asking that she would nothave dared to put on panties. She balanced rather uncomfortably onhigh-heeled patent leather shoes with about a five inch heel. Her blondehair was loose around her bare shoulders and she had paid great attentionto her make-up. The after-effects of the tears of the morning were gone.She looked very frightened but very pretty.”You look beautiful, Andrea darling,” I said with a faint smile, “if youhad taken the same amount of trouble this morning you would have savedyourself a lot of pain.” She smiled tremulously as I sat down at the tableand let her serve me lunch. I noticed with amusement that she was nothurrying to sit down! She eventually gingerly seated herself opposite me.”Sore bottom, darling?” I asked maliciously. She blushed and lookeddown at her plate without reply. I finished my kadıköy escort lunch, filled my glass withthe last of the wine and got up from the table. Andrea had hardly eatenanything clearly having been taken over by her nerves after the events ofthe morning. “Make some coffee and bring it through,” I ordered, makingher subservient role very clear to her. It must have been obvious to herthat it was not going to be as easy as it had been yesterday when I hadallowed her to relax a little and had even got her to confess that she hadenjoyed herself. I could see that she had the feeling that today was goingto be very different. I walked through to the living room and sat on thesettee in front of the open log fire. In a few moments Andrea came incarrying a tray on which was a pot of freshly percolated coffee and twocups. The rich aroma of the coffee filled the room. I let Andrea pour mea coffee but stopped her as she was about to pour hers.”You won’t need coffee just yet,” I smiled, “that was a nice lunch butyou had no dessert so get down on your knees and suck me off like I taughtyou yesterday.” She gasped and stared down at me. “Just do it, Andrea,” Isaid quietly, “you don’t really need your bottom to be more sore than it isnow, do you? If there is much more hesitation I can easily arrange it foryou. When I tell you to do something you should have learned by now thatyou do it immediately.”The terrified blonde looked helplessly into my eyes and wordlessly kneltdown between my thighs. She pulled my zip down and my semi-hard prickprotruded from my trousers.”Wait a moment,” I said. She got to her feet, hope dawning in her eyesthat I had changed my mind and that she was going to be spared the ordeal.”It is nice and warm in here, I think I’d be more comfortable if youundressed me.” I let her pull the sweater over my head and stood up. Myloosened trousers fell around my feet and I stepped out of them. “Fold myclothes neatly, ” I ordered, “and then get on with it”. I drank my coffeeand watched as she folded my clothes slowly and put them on a chair. Shecame back to me and knelt between my thighs without looking at me. Ireached down and gently tilted up her chin. “Another rule you haveforgotten,” I said, “when you are wanking me or sucking me off you alwayslook into my eyes. I like to see how you are feeling while you are servingme.” She began to wank my prick which quickly stiffened and I felt her coolbreath as she brought her mouth to the tip. She knew what was expected ofher so she did not drag her ordeal out by kissing the shaft. She openedher red lips and I felt the cool air on the head of my prick. It feltgood. “Just blow on my prick gently for a moment Andrea,” I said, and sheautomatically did as I asked and I felt a delicious wave of warmth as myscrotal sac tightened under the stimulus of her cool breath. “Lovely,darling,” I said, “now get on with it.”She took the end of my prick between her red lips into the warmth of herwet mouth and began to gently wank me into her mouth, sucking at eachstroke, like the expert little cocksucker she had so quickly become. As Ihad taught her, she paused every so often and ran her tongue around theridge on the lower part of the head of my stiff prick. Then she went backto the rhythmical sucking. She was really quite good. She began to fuckher mouth with my prick moving it in and out as I sat and drank my coffeeand watched her.”I am glad that you have learned this art so quickly,” I saidconversationally, “it will be so much easier for Gillian when you show herhow to do it!” She looked wide-eyed up at me, her red lips stretched aroundmy prick and sobbed but did not dare to break the rhythm of her sucking. “I am going to give you your dessert soon darling,” I told her, “I am goingto come into your mouth. Don’t dare move your mouth from my prick or I’llgive you another thrashing. Suck me off until I come and swallow all thecum. Now get sucking a little harder.” She was a long way from being ableto deep-throat me but she was taking more of my prick into her mouth witheach stroke as she sucked harder. I could feel the head of my knob rubbingagainst her palate and the back of her throat and I knew that a combinationof this and the rhythmical sucking and wanking would make me come verysoon. I began to feel my legs stiffening as the warmth began deep in myballs. I made no attempt to delay the ejaculation and Andrea’s eyeswidened as she felt the tell-tale hardening of my prick between her softlips. I looked down with a satisfied smile as I filled the dominatedblonde’s mouth and throat with spurt after spurt of steaming hot cum. Sheclamped her lips around my prick, clearly terrified as she swallowed itall. She just knelt before me with my softening prick held between herlips. “Go and clean your teeth,” I ordered, “and then come back and havesome coffee. We are going to have a little talk.”When she returned and had poured us both some more coffee I pointed to achair beside the fire, opposite to where I was sitting on the settee. Itwas a low chair with upholstered arms about five inches high. She sat downand looked across at me apprehensively.”We are going to have a little chat, Andrea and I want something nice tolook at while we are talking. Spread your thighs and hook them over thearms of the chair.” She had realised by now that protests were useless andshe did as I asked. Without even looking at her when she had assumed thehumiliating position that I had specified I said, “Before we begin, pour mea glass of brandy.” She got to her feet again without daring to sayanything and poured my drink, returning to her chair and hooking her thighsover the arms as before so that they were widely splayed. The position shewas in caused her short dress to rise way above her stocking topsdisplaying the whites of her thighs thrown into sharp relief by the darksheer stockings. As I was expecting, she was not wearing panties and theposition she was in caused her the pink slash of her cunt to gape open. “What a very pretty cunt you have darling,” I said to the blushing blonde.”By the time I leave for Switzerland tonight both you and your slut of adaughter are going to be in no doubt as to how things will be in thefuture,” I said harshly, “I am going to spend the rest of the afternoonplaying with you and then when Gillian comes home I am going to play withher while you act as our servant. I am going to do anything I like to her,whether she likes it or not and if she makes too much fuss she’ll get athrashing like you have had. If I feel really generous I may not fuck hertoday but I am not promising anything. By this evening she will know thather mother is nothing more than my tart and she will be well on the way tobecoming the same.” Andrea’s mouth slowly dropped open and she becamepaler,”Why are you being so horrible?” she whined, “I thought that you couldbe quite nice yesterday. Please don’t humiliate me in front of my baby.” Ilaughed.”Humiliate, that is exactly the word. By the time I leave forSwitzerland tonight you are going to know what humiliation really means andyou can be thinking about it while I’m away. Now while we talk you can beplaying with yourself.” She blushed but was so afraid of me that her handimmediately went between her thighs and she began to fondle her cunt. Ijust sat and watched her as she made her cunt a little moist and then beganto gently finger-fuck herself with one finger while rubbing the area of herclitoris gently. Now that her cunt was moist I beckoned to her. She gotup and came over to stand in front of me. I lay down on the settee andmotioned for her to kneel astride my thighs. She did as I commanded,lifting her short dress so that it lay on her thighs, hiding her cunt fromme.”Toss me off until I am ready for you,” I said, and she began her expertwank. I soon became stiff. I reached out with both hands and seized hertits through the thin material of her dress and began to squeeze them. “Now, you sexy little slut,” I said, “guide my stiff prick into your wetsloppy hole”. She raised herself on her knees while I held her titstightly, took hold of my prick in her soft hand and guided it so that itpassed easily between the fleshy moist outer lips of her hairy cunt. Ipressed down on her tits so that she was forced to sit more firmly on myprick and I slid easily up her to the balls. I pulled her down to me bythe nipples which I slowly squeezed more tightly through the dress as Ikissed the blonde young mother deeply as I lay stuck hard up her clingingwet hairy cunt enjoying the sexy feel of her silk stockings on my thighs. Itook my lips from hers after a while and looked into her scared blue eyes,”Now, fuck yourself on my prick,” I ordered. She immediately began tomove up and down giving me a delicious slow fuck as I guided her by thepressure that I was exerting on her sensitive nipples. “I must say,Andrea, you are a quick learner,” I commented, “have you ever fucked inthis position before?” She shook her head. I was in no hurry and just layfeeling her soft tits while she was doing all the work. I began to smellher perspiration and her dress was beginning to cling to her. I slowlyspeeded her up by manipulating her nipples until she was bucking on me withher head thrown back and her hair swinging. The room was full of the smellof woman and cunt. She was gasping deep gulps of air and ramming herselfas hard as she could down onto my prick. I began to feel close to comingso I pulled her down to me by the nipples and fastened my mouth on hersgiving her a deep hard kiss as I came up her cunt and shot a river of hotcum up into her womb. She lay panting on me as I moved my hands to thefleshy globes of her arse and began to pull her hard on to my prick. Thisresulted in my prick rubbing against her excited clitoris and she came witha deep gasp. She lay with her face in my chest, her wet sweaty haircovering me. I moved her off me and pushed her up so the she was standingby the settee. She looked a sight with her wet sweaty hair straggling toher shoulders and her ruined perspiration-stained cocktail dress stickingto her. Her dress was too sticky even to hang properly and I could seerivers of white cum running down her thighs to the tops of her stockings.”Fucking you like that has made my arse all sweaty” I said “I think thatit would be nice if you were to get down there and clean it up”. I layback, spread my thighs wider and pushed a cushion under my arse so that shehad complete access to my hairy hole.”Please, no!” she whispered, “you can’t want me to do that. It isabsolutely perverted and it would make me sick”.”You will do it, Andrea” I said ” because if you don’t you know what Iwill do to you if you give me any trouble. Have you forgotten thethrashing I gave you this morning? Any more trouble out of you and anotherone can easily be arranged.” She very reluctantly knelt down between mythighs and with a sob moved her head forward and I felt her begin to lickmy prick. “That’s a good girl, Andrea,” I said, “I want my prick and ballsnice and clean.” The terrified woman began to wash all of my prick with hersoft little pink tongue even taking the end between her lips without myhaving to force her and washing the knobhead. When my prick was clean shemoved down to my balls and began to lick the sweat from the large hairyspheres. I enjoyed the touch of her cool tongue on my balls and even morethe look of horror in the eyes of the humiliated woman who could never haveimagined that she would be in this position. I could tell that she wasdragging things out so that she would not have to go further.”Get on with it Andrea,” I said warningly. With a sob she moved behindmy hanging balls and began to kick the sweaty area of my perineum, movingreluctantly towards my hairy arse. I got fed up with her messing about soI put my hand on her head and pulled her firmly between my thighs until Ifelt her lips on my arsehole.”Now just kiss my hole Andrea, running your tongue around the rim andpushing it as deeply up me as you can”. The unhappy humiliated youngblonde sobbed brokenly but was too afraid not to do as I commanded and Irelaxed back with my hands behind my head as she sucked and kissed mysweaty hole üsküdar escort pushing her hot tongue deep inside me. She was crying quietlyand continuously. The sensation was incredible as I looked down at thepreviously conventional young mother between my spread thighs sucking,kissing firmly and deeply tonguing my sweaty arse. I lay back and watchedher as she humiliated herself, destroying the last vestiges of herself-respect, enjoying the sensations that spread from my arse hole throughmy body. I kept her at it for what must have seemed hours to her but I wasenjoying it too much to let her stop.”That’s fine, Andrea,” I said quietly, “my hole is nice and clean now.You can go back to sucking me off”. She quickly moved from my arse, lookedup into my eyes, and took my soft prick deep into her mouth. She began toautomatically toss me off as she sucked me as I had taught her. In twodays she had become an expert little cocksucker. I put my hand on her headand gently moved it back and forwards so that she was fucking my prick withher mouth but I wasn’t getting hard as it was too soon after my lastejaculation. I took my hand away and she continued nursing at my softprick, her blonde head bobbing backwards and forwards and her hairswinging. I just lay and relaxed while Andrea worked on my soft prick withher hot mouth. I was clearly not going to get hard again yet so I motionedAndrea to her feet, got up myself and turned her round so that her back wasagainst me. I put my hands under her sweaty armpits and began to fairlyroughly fondle her tits. I whispered into her ear,”I know what would be nice. How would you like a nice souvenir to showGillian?” She trembled in my arms but was too afraid to speak. I chuckledand began to gnaw at her neck giving her a very obvious love-bite on herfair skin. “I can put these all over your neck if you like,” I saidconversationally, “and then everyone in the village will know what you havebeen up to.””Please leave me alone,” she whispered wretchedly, “I can’t stand muchmore.” I looked at the clock.”We have about an hour and a half before Gillian comes home,” I said, “Iam going for a shower. You can stay sweaty like that until I decidedifferently. Put your shoes on or I’ll spank you.” The dishevelled youngblonde hurriedly put on her high heels and stood looking at me. She wasvery different from the clean young woman in a smart cocktail dress who hadgreeted me a couple of hours earlier. Her blonde hair hung moist and dankwith perspiration and her dress clung to her sweaty body. I could clearlysee the lines of dried white cum which had run down her stockings.”Make me a sandwich and some coffee and bring it up to the bedroom,” Isaid, as I walked out of the door. I went upstairs and had a quick showerand washed and dried my hair. By the time Andrea tottered into thebed-room on her high heels I was lying relaxed on the bed. I had donealmost all that I could this afternoon to my unhappy plaything. I had hurtand humiliated her but as far as I could tell she had only come once, whenI had her fucking me on the settee. I thought that it would be nice forher if she came a few more times before Gillian came home! She might thenbe too exhausted to realise what I was doing with her daughter. I lookedup at Andrea who looked back warily at me.”Go and have a shower and wash your hair darling, I said, “You have fiveminutes. Don’t bother getting dressed.” She was back almost immediately. Ipatted the bed beside me. “Come and lie down Andrea,” I said, “you havenot had a very nice afternoon, have you?” She shuddered. “I think that Ican make it a little nicer for you before Gillian comes home,” I said. Igently kissed her and moved my hand down over her plump belly on to herslender thigh just above the knee. As I kissed her I caressed the softflesh inside her thigh with the very tips of my fingers. She shuddered andbegan to tremble. I took my lips from hers and put them to her soft cleanhair by her delicate ear,”Pull your heels right up to your arse and spread your pretty thighswide, Andrea” I whispered into her ear. I could feel her shaking as shedid as I told her to. I moved down the bed until I was between her slendersplayed thighs and smiled up into her frightened eyes. “I think that youare going to like this, darling” I said, as I pressed my mouth to herfleshy hairy cunt-lips and began to explore the outer and inner lips of herhairy hole with my lips and with the tip of my tongue. She gasped and Icould feel her thighs trembling. I began to deeply kiss her cunt pushingmy tongue up her clinging channel. She gasped again and I felt her thighstense further as her heels pressed into the bed. My hand was still on theinside of her thigh and with gentle pressure I kept her thighs widelyspread. I continued exploring her sexy cunt at my leisure enjoying herhorrified reluctance but enjoying the taste and smell of her even more. Igave 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 slitand began to gently tease her clitoris.”Oh my God!” she gasped, putting her small hand on my head “you can’t dothat. No one has ever done that to me before!” I ignored her and gentlysucked the small bud with my lips and tongue. Without warning she gave agreat gasp and convulsed, clutching my head between her slender strongthighs as she experienced the most shattering orgasm she had ever had. With gentle pressure on the inside of her thigh I parted her legs again andcontinued sucking her cunt. My face and lips were wet with her cunt-slime.She gave another deep sigh and lay trembling, her heels drumming againstthe bed but I continued to deeply tongue her wet hairy cunt. She began alow wailing noise despite her efforts to control herself. I and slowly anddeliberately again began to tease her erect little clitoris. She had notrecovered from the last orgasm before the next one hit her. Her wailingsuddenly changed to a loud squeal and she burst into hysterical tearsclasping the bedclothes in her fists her thighs widely spread as her heelsdrummed against the bed. Her head was thrown back and she was staring withempty eyes at the ceiling completely shattered by the two quick orgasms theintensity of which she had never experienced before. She was bathed insweat again and her deep gasping breaths began to calm down and herhysterics muted to a gentle persistent sobbing as tears rolled down herlovely cheeks. She looked down at me through wide staring blue eyes as Ilay between her thighs. I smiled up at her and deliberately put my mouthback on her wet cunt.”Oh God, no, not again!” she wailed. I began to very gently run mytongue around her cunt lips without pushing it up her, moving it up anddown her gaping crack. Slowly and persistently I began to suck her drawingher juices into my mouth. I moved to the back of her cunt and began togently and delicately lick along her perineum, that delicate area betweenthe back of her cunt and the dimple of her arse hole. She began to trembleagain. I moved back to her cunt and casually pushed my tongue up herdrawing it forward and separating the lips of her cunt with my lips until Ihad the hard little bud of her clitoris between my teeth. That was enough!She gave a sudden scream and came immediately, clasping my head between herstrong but slender thighs and pulling my mouth into her cunt as though shewould never let me go. She burst into tears again and I could feel thetension in her body as her heels pressed into the bed and her thighs keptmy mouth pressed on to her cunt. My face was covered with her slime and,never one to waste an opportunity, I casually pushed my back tongue up herand continued to kiss her convulsing cunt. I licked her clitoris again andshe gasped. She released my head and her thighs sank slackly to the bed.She seized my hair in her hands and moved my head from her cunt. This timeI let her do it because I knew that she had had enough. I moved up the bedand lay beside her kissing her ear through the soft curtain of her hair andgently fondling her soft breast as she began to calm down. She gave a deepsigh and the colour began to return to her cheeks as she stopped crying andbrought her breathing under control.I glanced at the clock. We still had about half an hour before Gilliancould be expected home. I had a real hard-on again from the entertainmentI had had with Andrea’s cunt and, as I didn’t intend to have an ejaculationwith Gillian on this occasion, I thought that I had better make the most ofit. I rolled on to my side and pulled Andrea towards me. I took her in myarms and moved her leg so that it was over mine separating her thighs andgiving me access to her wet cunt. In a single movement I slid my stiffeight inches up her until I was buried in her belly to my balls. Shegasped. I kissed her gently.”Do you like having a stiff prick up you, Andrea?” I asked. She shuther eyes. “Well?” I asked again, pinching her bottom. She looked at me,her big blue eyes wide with tears.”I can stand it when you are not being cruel to me,” she whispered, “Butyou can be so awful.” I just laughed and rolled her on to her back. Sheautomatically clasped me around the waist with her strong thighs pulling meinto her and moving with me as I began to shag her hard. I mauled herplump tits as I gave her a really rough ride. I knew that I might havetrouble coming after the efforts of the afternoon and I certainly did notexpect Andrea to come again. However, to my surprise, as I came up herafter a really hard ride I heard her give a little squeal and her thighstensed around me. I knew then that she had come again also. I layrelaxing on her sweaty body as her limp thighs dropped from me and fell,slackly splayed, on the bed. I just lay with my weight on her, our sweatmingling, as we both got our breath back. I moved off her.”Gillian will be home in a few minutes,” I said, “go and have a showerand put on the sheerest nightdress you have with no dressing gown. I wantGillian to be in no doubt as to how we have spent the afternoon.” Andrealooked at me in horror.”You can’t make me do that!” she gasped. I just laughed.”Get on with it or you’ll still be naked when she comes home.” Andreagasped and ran to the bathroom. I went downstairs and collected mytrousers. I did not mean to frighten Gillian too soon. While Andrea wasdrying her hair I had a quick shower, slipped my trousers on and lay on thebed. Andrea came naked out of the bathroom.”Please let me get dressed before my daughter comes home,” she begged. Ilooked at her from my comfortable position on the bed.”If you are not in a night-dress that I like within ten seconds,” I saidquietly, “Gillian will find you across my knee being thrashed with my beltwhen she comes in.” Without hesitation Andrea went to her dressing-tableand slipped on a sheer black shortie night-dress. She looked hesitatinglyat me.”Please may I put panties on,” she begged. I smiled to myself. She waslearning. I nodded and she slipped matching panties up her long lovelyslender legs. She looked absolutely stunning. The black nightdress had alow-cut scalloped neckline which clung to and outlined her prominent bosomand displayed a deep cleavage. Her stiff nipples and areolae were veryevident through the thin sheer material. The panties were pulled tightlyup into her cunt outlining her fleshy lips and displaying the groove of hercunt very clearly. She had drawn her long blonde hair into a pony-tailwhich made her look very young.”You look very nice Andrea,” I said, “Gillian should be proud to havesuch a pretty young mother.” She shuddered.”This is how things are going to be,” I told her, “Gillian will have hada shower after hockey training. You will be downstairs in the kitchenpreparing our supper, when Gillian comes home. When she comes in you areto send Gillian to her room and tell her to put on the nightdress andpanties that she was wearing last night. She is not to wear slippers or adressing gown and you will then bring her to me in the bedroom. You willbring her in and tell me that I have your permission to do what I like toher and then you will watch as I kiss her and begin to feel her. You willthen go tuzla escort down and stay downstairs for half an hour while I play with yourdaughter. By then you should have made us some supper. After half an houryou can come and knock at the bedroom door with the supper and we might letyou in if we are not too busy. If you forget any of that, or get any of itwrong, I will thrash your fat arse with my belt in front of your daughter””Please don’t do this,” she begged, “don’t shame me in front of mydaughter.” I looked at her and laughed.”I don’t repeat myself,” I said warningly, “just go downstairs and geton with it.” Andrea went down the stairs and almost at once the outsidedoor opened and I heard Gillian’s high-pitched teenage tones. After a fewminutes I heard a soft knock at the bedroom door. I got off the bed andopened it, looking at the two frightened blondes almost identically attiredin black night-dresses. They could almost have been sisters rather thanmother and daughter. I stood aside and motioned them in. “Have you spokento Gillian, Andrea?” I asked. Andrea nodded. “Well?” I said.Andrea said quietly, “I have told Gillian that she is to stay in herewith you while I make your supper and that she is to do what she is told,and that I want her to do it. She doesn’t really understand””Very good,” I said, “she soon will understand.” I took the teenager bythe arm and pulled her gently to me. I tilted up her chin to my face and,looking over at her horrified young mother I began to kiss her virtuallynaked daughter. I put my left arm round the girl and slid it down to theslight swell of her under-developed bottom and began to fondle her buttock.Her mother gasped again. I slightly turned Gillian so that her mothercould see exactly what I was doing and put my right hand on the upper partof her waist with my thumb brushing the underside of her immature butfairly prominent breast. So far my kiss had been very gentle but now Islightly extended my tongue so that it touched Gillian’s soft lips. Ipressed slightly more firmly and the trembling young teenager’s lipsparted. I slipped my tongue between her lips and took possession of hersweet young mouth. As I began to kiss her more deeply I moved my righthand slowly up on to her tit and began to feel her through the nylon of thenightdress. As the teenager gasped under an adult kiss with the hand thatI still had on her arse I drew her more firmly towards me so that her cuntwas pressed against my prick. She was a tall girl, about the same heightas her mother. I felt her nipple begin to stiffen under my hand so I movedto the other breast. As I continued to feel her I took my lips from hersand looked across at her mother.”Well, Andrea?” I asked, “What is it like to have given your daughter,practically naked, to me and giving me permission to do what I like to her?How do you feel now that you can see her being touched up in front of youand knowing that you are letting me do it?””You made me do it!” she gasped, “I’d give anything not to have ithappen.”I laughed. “You haven’t got anything I want more than your prettydaughter. Now get out and leave us alone. When the supper is ready comebring up mine and Gillian’s on a tray and knock and wait. Don’t come inwhatever noises you hear until you are told.”I turned my back on her as she left the room crying and I led her prettyyoung daughter to the bed. I lay down on the bed and motioned for Gillianto join me which she quickly did. I enjoyed watching her lithe young bodyso clearly revealed by the sheer sexy material of the night-dress. Thereare few things more appealing than a fit young teen-age girl’s developingbody. Her breasts moved appealingly under the sheer nylon and as she drewher legs on to the bed I looked down to the join at the top of her legs andlet her see me looking. She began to blush sweetly. The tight pantiesoutlined the fleshy lips and prominent mound of her young cunt and the softfleece on her pubic mound showed clearly through the thin material. Sheappeared to take after her mother in this department, both had welldeveloped fleshy cunts with a prominent pubic mound well dressed with curlyblonde hair!”Take your hair out of the pony-tail darling,” I said, ” and leave itloose.” She put both hands behind her head to loosen her hair and this posemade her breasts stand out firmly against the nylon nightie. I could seethat her nipples were making hard little points against the thin material.She may be frightened still, but this sexy little piece was excited despiteherself as well. I tilted the teenager’s chin up and gently kissed her.”Go to the bottom of the bed, darling and as I lift my arse pull of mytrousers and then come back up here,” I said gently. She quickly did asshe was told and I lifted up my arse to make it easier for her. I was nowcompletely naked beside the excited young teenager..”Now, Gillian” I said “you told me last night that you had never touchedyour boyfriend’s prick. I want you to feel my prick and balls gently untilI tell you to stop”. She looked fearfully down. My prick was semi-erectlying across my thigh and must have looked huge to her inexperienced eyes.She did not move but just lay looking dumbly at it. “Do it” I said quietly”or you know that I will hurt you”.She reached out with her small hand and gingerly touched my prick abouthalf way up the shaft. I made her close her hand around the shaft andshowed her how to wank me. My prick rapidly became fully erect under thistreatment. “Do you know what you are doing Gillian?” I asked. She shookher head. I laughed. “I don’t believe you, you little liar. You maynever have done it before but I bet that you talked to your posh Kentfriends. Well?” I tilted her face up to mine. The blonde teenager blusheddeeply and her wide baby-blue eyes looked into mine.”I’m giving you a wank,” she whispered shyly.”That’s right,” I said, “now feel my balls with your other hand.” Whilethe girl was wanking and feeling me I put my mouth down to her firm youngbreast and began to suck the nipple through it’s nylon cover. She gaspedand her hand tightened on my prick. I took my mouth from her tit for amoment. “Wank me harder, Gillian,” I said and the girl lengthened herstroke until she was tossing me off very nicely indeed. I went back tosucking her tit, moving from one to the other. Her sexually-inexperiencedyoung body was wriggling excitedly under the unaccustomed caresses as hernipples stiffened and I began to become aroused again. I did not intend,however to fuck Gillian this time. It would be something for her and hermother to worry about while I was away, what I was going to do to them whenI returned. Time was getting on and I had done all that I really wanted toin the time I had. There was a slight noise at the bedroom door and agentle knock. Gillian’s hand froze on my prick. I took my lips from herstiff nipple.”Carry on wanking me off, Gillian,” I said and waited till she complied.I then told her mother to come in and went back to sucking her daughter’snipple. Andrea came through the door and gasped as she saw her youngdaughter tossing off a naked man. I lay back with my hands behind my headand looked at the horrified young mother watching her virgin teenagedaughter tossing a man off and fondling his hairy balls.”You can serve us our supper now Andrea,” I said casually and thetrembling mother poured coffee and offered sandwiches to her daughter andto the man who had so quickly and easily assumed control of their lives. Imade her stand by the bed as we finished our supper and she stood nervouslyshifting from one foot to the other and twisting her hands anxiously. Itwas now nearly time for me to go but there was one last act which wouldburn the activities of the past days into the minds of mother and daughterand let them know how things were going to be as long as they lived in thevalley. I finished my supper and lay back with my hands behind my headlooking at Andrea. “Toss me off Gillian,” I ordered, and the girlimmediately reached for my prick and began to wank me back to stiffness. her mother gasped with horror again. I looked up at Andrea.”Give me your panties,” I said simply. She reddened and then went paleand began to tremble.”You couldn’t be so wicked as to make me do that in front of mydaughter,” she gasped.”Let me put it this way,” I said quietly, “if your panties are not offin ten seconds I will take my belt to both you and Gillian before I leave.”She did not hesitate but wriggled the panties down her slender legs andheld them out to me blushing. I did not take them at once of course,knowing me would you really have expected me to? I let the young motherstand humiliating herself with her panties in her outstretched tremblinghand as she watched her daughter tossing off my stiff prick. “Do you thinkthat your Mummy has a nice cunt, Gillian?” I asked. They both gasped withhorror and I laughed and took her panties. “Get on the bed, Andrea,” Iordered. She lay on the other side of me so that I was between her and herdaughter, who was still giving me a nice wank.”Pull your heels up to your arse Andrea and spread your thighs,” I said,”you should know the position by now.” The frightened woman immediately didas she was told and I put my hand between her thighs and gentlyfinger-fucked her as her daughter wanked me. Despite herself Andrea wasturned on and her cunt was wet under my fingers. I gently removedGillian’s hand from my prick and moved down the bed so that I was betweenher mother’s spread inviting thighs. “You know what sex is about,Gillian,” I said, “you have had lessons at school and I am sure that youand your friends have sniggered about it. Well now you are going to seeit.””No, please, no,” Andrea whispered. I moved forward so that my prickwas brushing the outer lips of her hairy cunt.”Open the lips of your cunt, Andrea,” I said. I now had such completedomination that, in spite of the presence of her daughter she immediatelydid as I commanded. “Now, Gillian,” I said, “take my prick in you hand andpush it up your mother’s cunt.” There was no hesitation now as thefrightened girl did as I told her and I slid my stiff prick straight up theyoung mother, sheathing myself in her to the balls as she lay beside herdaughter. The humiliated young woman was as red as a beetroot as shesubmitted under me in the presence of her virgin daughter.”Well, Gillian,” I said, “what do you think of your mother now, lyingwith a man’s stiff prick hard up her waiting to be fucked?” Gilliantrembled but did not reply.I lay forward and began to feel Andrea’s plump breasts as I began tofuck her. I did not have much time now as it was already later than Ishould have liked so I began to ride Andrea harder, making sure that myprick brushed her erect clitoris with each stroke. I intended to make hercome in the presence of her daughter. I increased my stroke, shagging thearse off her. She clearly was trying not to co-operate as she was ashamedin front of her young daughter but the feelings emanating from my continuedagitation of her stiff little clitoris overcame her inhibitions and,despite herself, her thighs locked themselves around my waist and pulled medeeper up her hairy hole. She began to gasp with each stroke and then toemit wordless squeals. I had also forgotten Gillian by now as I rode hermother to her last shattering orgasm of the day. Andrea squealed loudly asI came up her and lay panting on her, squeezing and mauling her sweaty titsthrough the clinging nylon as her thighs fell to the bed and lay spread andwanton. The room smelt of cunt. While I was lying stuck up the fucked-outmother I reached over and grasped her daughter’s tit. Gillian gasped as Ipulled her to me by the nipple and began to deeply kiss her. I felt thedaughter’s breasts thoroughly through her nightdress as I kissed her. Iwas really enjoying myself but, sadly, time had run out and I had to go. Ireleased Gillian and pulled my prick from Andrea’s sticky cunt and got offthe bed. As I put my trousers on I looked at the shocked mother stilltrembling from the orgasm and at her pretty daughter who had learnt so muchin such a short time.”I have to go now,” I said, “as I told you, I’ll be away in Switzerlandfor a few days. We can continue this when I return.”I gave them a last look and left the bedroom. I collected my sweaterand shoes from the living room and went back to my cottage where I had aquick coffee before loading the car for my quick drive to the airport andmy promised re-union with Jonathan and my meeting with his bride, Jane.

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