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Vanessa's New Life 10
This is part 10 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold
decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and
went to work as a Housekeeper for a in the East Midlands of
England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so
happy and never had so much pleasure.
Vanessa
Week commencing May 10
Bridie surprised me when she arrived on the Tuesday morning. I hadn't
seen her for months and I was so pleased to see her. She's quit her job
at Tesco which explained why I hadn't seen her there. She's now got a
job in an office in town but was having a couple of days off. She's still
got the same boyfriend and they appear to be getting on well. She
wanted me to be her alibi for going on holiday with her boyfriend. They
had already booked it but she had had to tell her that she was
going with me not her boyfriend and she was half expecting her
to ring me to check-up on her. I told her that I would cover for her but
that it would cost her. When she asked what, I told her that I wanted
her upstairs and naked on my bed within 2 minutes.
She didn't say a word but within 1 second she was gone. I found her
coat, shoes, skirt and top on the stairs and on my bedroom floor. When
I found her she was laying naked on my bed with a big grin on her face.
"No underwear?" I said. "Of course not" she replied. We had a great
couple of hours with each other, I got out some of the toys and we
really abuse each other's bodies. She was fascinated by my rings
and played with them for ages. I felt really relaxed and fulfilled when
she left just before Jon was due to get home. I promised her that next
time she came she could have a go on the 'fucking machine'.
Friday - went to work in a thin flared skirt and top which wasn't long
enough to tuck into my skirt. The manager kept telling me to get things
from the end of the bar where the air jet was. I worked-out what he
was after and I wasn't going to disappoint him, but I wasn't going to
make it easy for him. The 'tease' in me was going to have some fun.
Each time one of the got blasted I'd look at the manager and
worked out where the control was. When I went near the air jet I kept
an eye on him and if I thought he was going to open the valve I'd move
away.
This went on until about 30 minutes from closing time when I thought
"Ok, lets go for it." I went and stood over the little in the floor and
faced him with my legs slightly apart. I pretended to talk to a customer
and waited for it to happen. When it did my thin skirt flew right up past
my waist. I pretended to look shocked and surprised but I didn't move
for about 10 seconds and even then I pulled my skirt down slowly. As I
did I looked around to see who noticed. The manager had and his eyes
were lit up, I guess he'd been expecting me to be wearing knickers. The
girl who I'd decided was a bit of an exhibitionist had seen me as well.
She had a big grin on her face. A couple of customers had seen me as
well and I could hear them telling their mates.
I continued as nothing had happened but when I walked passed the
manager he whispered "very nice." I just ignored him. When we were
closing I got chatting to the exhibitionist (Hannah) and she told me
that she'd been dying to go to work with no knickers and get 'caught',
but she'd just never had the courage.
Saturday May 15
Told Jon about the air jet and Hannah. He laughed and said, "sounds
like my kind of girl." When I went to work that night I put the same skirt
on but with a different top. I was going to have some fun again. The
manager was up to his tricks again with most of the girls. I saw 2
thongs (one with a big black bush showing through) and 1 big pair of
knickers. All of them (except Hannah) tried to get their skirts back down
as soon as possible. Hannah was being brave and didn't attempt to pull
hers down, instead she just stood there for a few seconds and then
walked away as if nothing had happened.
I kept quickly passing over the in the floor but I never stayed long
enough to be 'caught'. That was right until just before closing time when
I went and stood over the in the floor with my feet about a foot
apart. Hannah was near by and I said to her "watch this," and I bent at
the waist pretending to get a glass from that back of the shelf under the
bar. It wasn't long before the manager spotted me and opened the
valve. My skirt flew up and onto my back leaving my bare backside and
pussy on view to everyone behind the bar, and a few of the customers
to see. I didn't move and I could hear some of the customers cheering.
I slowly stood up with a glass in my hand and let my skirt fall back into
place as I started to fill the glass with beer. Things got back to normal
quickly and a bit later Hannah came up to me and said that she liked my
rings and that she was going to find the courage before next weekend. I
told her, "don't think about it, come to work without knickers and it
won't be long before you forget that you haven't any on. After that you'll
have exposed yourself before you realise it, and then it will be too late,
you'll have done it. After the first time you don't need courage but you
still get the excitement." I left her thinking about it.
Sunday May 16
After reading the papers Jon took me to the gym at the hotel. I had to
wear just a long T-shirt in the gym and I had a bit of fun with a middle-
aged who kept staring at me. The exercise cycle was fun but my
rings rubbed against the saddle and made my a bit sore. We only
went for a swim after that, I wore my white cotton bikini which hugs my
nipples and crack, especially when it's wet, but no one appeared
to pay me any attention. We had to be back home by lunchtime as Jon
wanted to watch some Motor racing.
Week commencing May 17
Did a bit of gardening in the back but it wasn't really warm enough to
stay out there naked for long.
Friday night at work was the only time when anything exciting
happened. I'd been talking to Jon about the manager and the air jet and
Jon decided that I should make life a little less interesting for the
manager. Well until he realised what I had done that is. Just before I
went to work Jon and me painted some knickers on to me, not big ones,
but bigger than a thong. When the managers bumped into me early on
he said that he was going to get another look at my later. So I
told him that he was in for a disappointment and to prove it I lifted my
skirt (I'd worn the same one) up at my right hip and showed him my
'knickers'. I only lifted it up for a second and he didn't have time to
realise that it was only paint. He looked a bit disappointed but said that
the valve was still leaking.
We were very busy that night and I had to go collecting glasses quite a
few times. Twice I got drunken youths touching me up. On actually
managed to get a finger in me and I just stood there looking at him.
After a minute or so he lost his nerve and pulled it out. Shame really, he
was starting to turn me on.
Towards the end of the evening I stayed at the air jet end of the bar as
much as I could and came very close to showing my 'knickers' a couple
of times. Finally I waited right over the until the manager 'got' me.
My skirt inverted itself right up to my waist and I just stood there
enjoying the breeze. I've no idea how many people saw my 'knickers'
and even less idea how many of them realised that it was only paint and
that I was actually naked from the waist down. I found it quite exciting
really.
Another thing that happened that night was that I'm sure that I caught
a glimpse of Hannah's one time that the air jet got her. I didn't
get chance to talk to her.
Saturday May 22
The day wasn't very exciting but when I went to work (a bit early)
Hannah was just arriving. We had time for a chat before things got too
busy. She was a bit nervous as she had found the courage to come to
work without knickers on but had brought some in her bag. For some
reason she wanted to show them to me and I managed to grab them
and refused to give them back. I told her that I'd give them back to her
if she begged me later in the evening. She never did and I threw then in
our rubbish bin when I got home.
I told her about my painted on knickers and she told me that she'd seen
me with my skirt round my waist the previous night and thought that I
was wearing knickers. I didn't tell her that I was 'wearing' a much
smaller pair of knickers that night. The paint only covered a very small
triangle in the front (and I mean small) and paint strings to another
small triangle at the top of my bum cheeks. It didn't cover my so
that If I bent over enough people would be able to see my and
rings. I let myself be 'caught' quite a few times that night and no one
said that they thought my knickers weren't real. I've decided that I'm
going to wear the same skirt every time that I go to work, it's more fun.
Later on I let myself get 'caught' when Hannah was near by. As usual I
was ignoring the fact that my skirt was round my waist and I bent down
to get a pint glass. When I was bent over I looked at Hannah and saw
that she was having a good look at my backside and pussy. When I
stood up and moved passed her I just said, "go for it." About 5 minutes
later she did. Her skirt didn't go as high as mine because the material
was a lot heavier but I did see her pubic hair. She has it trimmed to a
thin strip up the middle, and yes, she is a natural blonde. She looked
good even if she did stay in the air jet for no more than a few seconds.
When she moved away she was bright but had a smug grin on her
face. When I got the chance I whispered (more like a shout in that
place) "well done, wasn't too bad was it?" to her. I never got chance to
talk to her later.
Sunday May 23
Jon came with me to Tesco to do our weekly shop. On the way in he got
them to put up a card saying that we were looking for someone to come
and cut the grass once a week. As he was telling the I was thinking
about who we might get, and what fun I could have with them. While
we were doing the shopping Jon kept encouraging me to bend over the
freezers so that people could see my bum. I was quite cold when we
left.
Week commencing May 24
The only exciting thing that happened was that we have a new
paperboy. I think that the one must have told him about me because
he had a big grin on his face when I opened the door and didn't look at
all surprised when he saw that I was naked. Poor lad had to move his
paper bag in front of his trousers when I looked down and saw the little
bulge.
Saturday May 29
Jon took me to the local B&Q DIY store for some bits that he wanted.
There's lots of things in there that could be used for the wrong purpose.
We had a good laugh suggesting to each other what things could be
used for what. By the time we left I was quite wet between the legs. I
was glad when Jon took me to our local pub for a drink. I got a few
people looking at me and I'm sure that one or two of the got a look
at my pussy.
Jon took me to bed with him and fucked me doggy style that night.
Sunday May 30
After we had had breakfast Jon told me to pack a bag and we drove
down to Oxford, stopping at a pub for some lunch. As we were driving
down Jon told me that I was going to baby-sit a couple of kids for a few
days while he and a business customer went away to an exhibition in
America. Jon told me that the client was important to his job and I
wasn't to do anything to upset the kids. I was to be on my 'best
behaviour'.
He told me that the was divorced and lived alone with his 14-year-
old son and 13-year-old daughter. They were normally away at boarding
school but as luck would have it, he had to go away on the first of the 2
weeks that they were at home. Jon had 'volunteered' me when the
(Peter) had tried to call off the trip because he didn't want to leave the
kids at home on their own.
When we got there I saw that it was a big house in acres of land. There
was a smallish swimming pool out the back in a large conservatory type
building. Peter came out to greet us and then gave us a guided tour of
the place. The kids were out somewhere and didn't appear until just
before dinner. The seemed quite nice (and quiet), but I could see
that the was going to be difficult. All through the meal he kept
dropping things and going under table. After about the third time I
began to suspect that he was trying to look up my skirt but I wasn't
going to make it easy for him and I kept my legs firmly together.
Week commencing May 31
Next morning Jon and Peter were up and out very early and the house
was very quiet when I went down stairs wearing just a T-shirt. It was
going to be difficult remembering that I had to wear clothes all the time.
Amanda came down first wearing just a T-shirt and knickers. I got her
some breakfast and managed to get her talking a bit. She's a nice
but she doesn't like her too much, she says that he's too bossy
and makes her do things that she doesn't really want to. I couldn't get
her to tell me more about that one. When George came down he was
just wearing boxer shorts and just sat at the table waiting for me to get
him some breakfast.
After breakfast they went to get dressed and it wasn't long before I
heard Amanda screaming and shouting at George. He had barged into
the bathroom when Amanda was in the shower and she wasn't happy
about it. George walked out when I arrived and I stayed to talk with
Amanda. I told her that all that age are curious about bodies
and I could see that Amanda had a nice body. She has curves in all the
right places, is slim and has nice budding pert little with cute
little nipples. She has just a line of sparse pubic hair straight up from
her pussy.
Amanda told me that George was always barging in on her and she was
fed-up with it. I told her that it was only natural, "haven't you ever
wondered what boy's bodies looked like?" I asked her. I told her that the
only way to stop him would be to be cool about it and act as if it was no
big deal. "Once he realised that she wasn't upset by it he might just stop
barging in. Try doing the same to him." I told her.
The 2 kids decided that they wanted to go swimming. I was glad that
Jon had told me to pack my bikini, even if it was the white lycra one. I
would have to be careful that I didn't get out of the pool after the crutch
had lost itself inside my lips. I joined them and we splashed about
with a ball for a while. Amanda had put on a black bikini and George a
pair of tight Speedos. George was paying a lot of attention to me and
kept 'accidentally' rubbing against me.
After a while I decided to take advantage of the sun and spread out on a
sun bed. I was on my stomach and had undone my bikini top and fallen
asleep when I got a rude awaking. George had tipped some cold water
on my back. I jumped up forgetting about my top and before I knew it
George was running away with my bikini top in his hand.
I wasn't going to stand for that and I chased him all over the garden
trying to catch him. When I finally caught him we were both struggling
as I tried to get my top and we ended up in a heap on the grass with
him on top of me. I was out of breath and he got up quicker than me
and stood looking down at me. My lungs were pushing my up
and down and my nipples were like bullets. It was then that I
remembered my bikini bottoms. I put a hand down to check and
discovered that it was too late, the crutch part was lost inside my lips. I
jumped up and adjusted them then grabbed my top back from George
and put it back on.
As we walked back George said, "Why have you got rings in your
lips?" I looked at him and told him that it was none of his business and
as I was saying it I saw that he had a hard-on and the tip of his little
dick was sticking out of the top of his Speedos. I don't know if he hadn't
noticed or he didn't care because he was doing nothing to hide it. I
decided to ignore it.
As we got back to the pool George shouted, "Hey Amanda, Vanessa's
got ear rings in her lips." I told George to shut up as Amanda just
looked at us.
George went into the house and I stayed by the pool watching Amanda
swimming for a while before deciding to have a shower. The house has a
changing room at one end of the pool and I went in there and took my
bikini off, got into the shower and pulled the curtain shut. I had been in
there for a couple of minutes when the curtain suddenly went back and
George came in. He was naked and his dick was pointing to the ceiling.
He came straight to me and turned me so that we were both looking out
of the shower. Before I had time to do anything there was a flash and
George ran out. As he went out I realised that the flash was a
and he'd taken a photo of us both naked, and him with a hard-on. I
didn't think much of it until I was getting dried and George came back
in. He had his Speedos on but I was still naked and I grabbed a towel to
cover myself.
I was just about to ask him what he thought he was playing at when he
said, "Right Vanessa, that was a Polaroid photo I took of you and me
naked, and I had a hard-on. What do you think would happen if I
showed that photo to my father, or worse still the police? I'm only 14
and I could tell them that you seduced me. Having sex with a minor is a
very serious offence." "You wouldn't do that would you?" I asked. "I will
unless you do EXACTLY what I tell you" he replied.
I thought for a few seconds and then said, "OK, what do you want me to
do?" The little runt had got me. There was no way that I wanted to
cause any trouble for Jon or Peter and I didn't want to go to jail. "For a
start you can take that towel off." That didn't bother me at all and I
started to think that his little blackmail game wasn't going to be so bad.
"Right" he said, "now lay down on the floor and open you legs wide, I
want to look at those rings of yours."
I did as I was told and he had a gentle pull and prod all round my
and big clit. He stopped short of putting a finger inside me but that
didn't stop my from starting to lubricate. After a couple of minutes
he stopped and said, "Next I want you to put your bikini bottoms on,
just the bottoms and go back into the pool. Swim about with Amanda
for a while then talk her into coming here and taking a shower naked.
When she's in, you strip off and join her. Get her facing the curtain with
you stood beside her. I'll do the rest." I thought as I put my bikini
bottoms on and went out. I couldn't think what he was going to do but I
rather liked the idea of seeing Amanda naked close-up.
Amanda looked a little surprised when I walked out topless and said,
"Careful, George might see you." I smiled, jumped in and threw the ball
to her. We messed about for a while then I told her that it was time to
get out and shower. She started to go towards the house so I said, "No,
lets use this one." She looked at me then said, "OK" and we went in. I
took my time and within seconds she was naked and under the shower.
I looked around for George as I took my bikini bottoms off but couldn't
see him. I pulled the curtain back and said, "Mind if I join you?" "OK"
she said and I got in.
Amanda was looking down at my bald when she said, "Have you
really got rings down there?" "Yes" I replied, "why don't you have a
look?" Amanda paused for a second then squatted down beside me. I
moved my feet apart so that she could get a good look. The next thing I
knew the curtain was pulled back and a started flashing. After 2
flashes it stopped and George was gone. Amanda stood up and started
to cry. I put my arm round her and told her that everything was all right
(which it wasn't). She was just starting to calm down when George
came back in. He was still in his Speedos and he still had a hard-on.
Amanda moved behind me so that George couldn't see her.
"I now have photographs of both of you in a very compromising
situation that could easily get you both into very serious trouble." If you
don't want me to copy them and pass them all round your school AND
go to the police, you will both do EXACTLY as I say." Amanda was
obviously terrified and burst out crying again. "Shut up" George said,
"I'm not going to you, in fact you'll enjoy what you're going to do."
I put my arm round Amanda and said, "It's okay, everything's going to
be alright, he's not going to you." After a minute or so she calmed
down and remembered that she was naked in front of her brother. She
put one arm across her little and the other at the top of her
legs. "Why are you doing this George?" she said. "I've always wanted to
see you totally naked, not just a peek up your skirt, totally naked and
doing what I say. When dad told me that he was going away this week I
thought up this plan. I was worried that a baby-sitter would spoil it all,
but Vanessa here just turned out to be a bonus."
I wasn't unduly worried by all this, in fact I found it all a bit exciting
after all he was only a 14 year and I knew that if I really wanted
to I could just pounce on him and threaten to really harm him. I was
sure that I'd be able to get the photos back if I really tried. But, just to
play along with him I pretended to be a bit scared.
"For starters," George said, "you can finish your shower while I watch
and then come into the house without getting dressed. I think that I
prefer you both to be naked all the time." Amanda said, "Nooooo," but it
was nothing new for me as I spend most of my life naked these days.
Amanda and me got back under the shower and I watched both of them
as I washed my hair.
Amanda obviously wasn't very happy but she wasn't that bad, and
George was definitely on a high. His Speedos were too small for him
and his little dick was just poking out of the top of them. I thought that
it wouldn't take much to get him to and shoot his load all over the
place. Amanda looked good. She was still trying to hide herself from
George as much as she could but she was starting to relax.
We dried ourselves and followed George into the lounge. Amanda's
bottom wiggles nicely as she walks. George told me to sit on a sofa and
he told Amanda to lie on the floor. Then he knelt down, opened her legs
and had a real good close look at all of her body. As he was doing this
he said, "get used to it Sis, you're going to be naked for a long time."
Amanda didn't look happy. She jumped a bit as George put his hand on
her stomach and then ran it up to her little breasts. She shut her eyes
as he held a breast. Her little nipples were as proud as they could be
and George started to flick and play with them.
The whole head of his dick was now sticking out of the top of his
Speedos. He just started to move his hand down to Amanda's stomach
when he lost control of himself. A squirt of flew out and onto
Amanda's stomach and George grabbed his dick and ran out. The poor
lad was embarrassed at cumming in front of us.
Amanda hadn't seen him but heard him get up and run out. She
opened her eyed and looked at her stomach. "Is that what I think it is?"
she asked. "Yes" I replied as I got up and put my finger in it. As she
watched I put my finger to my mouth and licked it. "What does it taste
like?" Amanda asked. "Try it, I think that you're going to need to get
used to it" I said. She put her finger in it and slowly moved it to her
face. She looked at it and then gently touched her tongue with it. "It
tastes a bit salty but nothing else." she said. "Yes, it's alright isn't it?" I
said.
Amanda then said, "Vanessa I don't understand what's happening to
me, I hate what George is making me do but I'm getting wet between
my legs like when I play with myself. I don't want it to happen but I
can't stop it." "It's okay," I said, "our bodies betray us at times, it's
quite normal. I've found that it's best not to fight it, just let it happen
that way we get some fun out of what can sometimes be a bad
experience."
Just as Amanda was about to say something George came back in. His
dick had gone soft but he still only had his Speedos on. He told Amanda
to get back on the floor and then me to go and get some food ready. I
don't know what happened while I was away but I heard Amanda
saying, "No, please don't" and "No, you can't, you're my brother."
We were all silent as we eat and afterwards George disappeared for a
couple of hours. I asked Amanda what had happened and she told me
that George had first pushed his finger into her (which like hell) and
then actually fucked her. She had mixed feelings about it. On the one
hand she believed that it was all wrong and that she hated George for
doing it, but on the other hand she had enjoyed it. She said that she got
quite excited by it and in a way she wanted it to happen again. I didn't
say anything but I strongly suspected that it would. I'd expected her to
want to go and have a shower to clean off George's' and the bits of
blood but she didn't want to.
We sat on the sofa and talked for ages, we were both still naked and I
couldn't help looking at her beautiful little body. At one point she got a
little tearful and I put my arm round her. She responded by putting her
head on my chest. Her face has resting on one and she was
looking at the other. When I realised that she was looking at me my
nipples went hard. She told me all about her experiences with
(very little) and about the in the dorm at school. They get up to all
the things that you would expect in a place like that. One of the
girls had made her eat her out. When she told me that I had visions of
her eating me, it made me go all damp.
A while later I suggested that we went and had a shower. She agreed
and up we went. We got in together and I started soaping her back. She
seemed to be liking that so I moved my hands to her front and onto her
little breasts. When my hand slid over a nipple she moaned a bit and her
little nipples went hard. She leaned back on me and I let my hands
wander up and down her front. When I touched the front of her
she moaned again, this time even louder. She was enjoying it even
more than I was. When I let my fingers go between her legs they
opened to give me better access. I found her little clit and started
playing with it. It wasn't long before she was shaking as she came to an
orgasm.
The water started cooling down so I said that we should get out. As we
were drying ourselves Amanda asked if she could do the same to me. I
held her hand and led her into her bedroom. When I got there I lay on
her bed and gently pulled her to me and kissed her.
Boy was she eager, her tongue was everywhere and it wasn't long
before she had a hand on my pussy. When she got to the rings she
stopped and asked me about them. I told her that Jon had put them in
me, that it had like hell but that it felt good when people played
with them. She pulled them a bit them slipped a finger into me. I was
wet and she went straight in then out.
She slid down my body and knelt in between my legs. She started
playing with my rings again then my clit. She asked if hers would grow
that big and all I could say was "I hope so." I lay back and let her
explore me while I just took the pleasure. She had obviously been
enjoying herself at school as she was quite good at it, especially with
her mouth. She was just getting me close to cumming when I saw
George stood in the door way. I didn't say anything as I watched him
take his shorts and T-shirt off and walk up behind Amanda who was too
engrossed in what she was doing to have noticed him. His dick was
pointing to the ceiling by the time he got behind her and he rammed it
straight into her before she even realised he was there. Amanda stopped
eating me and gasped then turned to see what had happened. She
smiled then turned back to my pussy.
Intermingled with sticking her tongue into me and chewing my clit,
Amanda was moaning and moving her hips back and forwards. George
had grabbed her hips and was pulling her back and forwards on to him.
It was fascinating watching these 2 people fucking while one was
making me cum. The sight of them cumming together and what Amanda
had been doing to me made me soon after them. There were no
complaints from Amanda now.
George and Amanda had both collapsed on the bed and it was a while
before anyone spoke. And when they did it was Amanda asking for
George to fuck her again. George didn't need to be asked twice but told
her that she could fuck him this time and told her to straddle him which
she did. George lay on his back with Amanda kneeling either side of him
facing his head. I had an idea and knelt either side of body facing
Amanda. My shins were pinning his arms down as I lowered my
onto his face. I kept lifting up a bit so that he could breath while I gave
Amanda a French kiss.
George was getting excited and I told Amanda to raise herself off him
while I talked to him. I lifted my off his face and then said, "Right
George, I think the time's come for you to stop all this blackmail rubbish
and let us have the photographs. Now that things have gone this far
you're getting more than you could have ever dreamed of. Amanda
wants you as bad as you want her and you're having fun with my body
as well. What do you say?" Poor lad couldn't do anything but agree so I
told Amanda to get off him while he went for the photos. Just as soon as
he got back Amanda told him to get back on the bed and she climbed on
him again. I kept the photos.
That evening Peter telephoned to see how his little darlings were getting
on. If only he'd known that when he was talking to them they were both
naked and that Amanda had had to climb off George's dick to answer
the phone.
That night we all slept in Peter's bed although none of us got much
sleep. George wasn't too happy that I wouldn't let him actually fuck me
but as I told him, "Amanda wants as much of him as she can get and
there's lots of other things that he could do with me.
Tuesday - When I finally woke up George and Amanda were gone. I
found them down in the swimming pool, naked. They were messing
about with each other and when they got out George had a little hard-
on. I got them some breakfast then Amanda said that she wanted to go
into Oxford to do some shopping. George wasn't keen at first but when I
suggested that both Amanda and myself only wear dresses and shoes
he became interested. Amanda wasn't too sure at first but I told her
about the feelings that I get when a gets excites because he's seen
parts of my body that they don't normally. I said that it's a sort of power
that women have over at times. Then she seemed to get
interested.
We all went upstairs to get dressed. I put my dungarees dress and a
short top on and went to Amanda's room. She didn't know what to wear
and she tried lots of clothes on. She has lots of short skirts and dresses
and couldn't make up her mind. As she was trying them on I told her to
turn her back to the mirror, bend over and look at her backside in the
mirror. If she could see all her backside then the skirt was the right
length. She kept telling me that she wasn't sure about it but that she
had a little tingle between her legs every time she thought about it.
In the end Amanda decided to wear a little skirt that she'd stopped
wearing about a year ago because it was too small for her. She could
still get into it but it now only just covered her ass and pussy. When she
bent over I could see all her ass and pussy. With it she wore an tight
T-shirt that left her little nipples sticking out. I 'suggested' to George
that he should wear some baggy shorts and a T-shirt. He didn't think
that he looked very 'cool' but when I told him to take them off and I cut
the insides of the pockets out he began to forget about looking cool.
Especially when I put my hand inside a pocket and played with his dick.
During the drive into Oxford George and Amanda where at it on the
back seat. Amanda's skirt was round her waist and George's shorts were
round his ankles. As we got into the built-up parts I told them to stop it,
and that we were going to but some condoms for them. Neither of them
had thought about the possibility of Amanda getting pregnant and
Amanda got a bit depressed until I told her that there was every chance
that she wasn't and that it was too late to worry about it. She was a
little subdued when we got out of the car in the car park and kept
pulling her little skirt down as far as it would go.
Once we got into the Mall and saw that no one was taking any notice of
her she became less self conscious and relaxed. George didn't relax
though, he kept putting his arm round either me or Amanda and putting
it under our skirts. In the end I had to tell him to stop being so obvious
about things and to look for somewhere where he and Amanda could
have a quiet fuck.
George can be quite a confident little person when he wants to, he saw
a Teens shop and led us in. He grabbed a couple of dresses off a rack
and walked straight into the changing rooms and into a cubicle
before any of the assistants had a chance to see him. He and Amanda
were at it while I stood outside the cubicle waiting for them. I got a
couple of funny looks from as they came in and heard the noises
that George and Amanda were making.
When they finally came out they were both very in the face with that
familiar 'just fucked' glow to them. From there we went up to the next
level. On the escalator I had to stop George from putting his hand on
Amanda's ass. I told him that it was time that someone else had a look.
As George moved to Amanda's side I saw her ass cheeks looking down
at me. The inside of her legs was all wet. I moved to the side so that
anyone lower down the escalator would be able to get a good view. As
we walked off the top of the escalator I looked back and saw a group of
young lads looking up at us. As we walked along I decided that the lads
were following us and told George and Amanda that we were going to
have some fun. We went up every escalator in that Mall about half a
dozen times with those lads not far behind us.
Sometimes it was Amanda's ass and that was on display to them
and sometimes mine. Amanda told me that she was quite excited by it
all (and I know I was) but George wasn't that thrilled. Just to keep his
interest up (and his dick) Amanda and I took it in turns to stand behind
him on the escalators and put a hand in his shorts pocket. He had a
hard-on all the time.
After about 30 or 40 minutes I decided that the security people might be
getting a bit suspicious and I took them into a Burger King. As we were
carrying our trays upstairs an followed us up and the smile that
he gave me when we got to the top told me that he had enjoyed the last
minute or so. Amanda liked the feeling of the cold plastic seats on her
bare and George liked it when I got his dick out and covered it
with an empty cola cup. The cup came in handy when Amanda put her
hand in his shorts pocket and wanked him until he shot his load in the
cup. The poor lad had been close to cumming for ages and it didn't take
long. After all, what wouldn't be with 2 knickerless women flaunting
their assets round him.
After the Mall I decided to take them for a walk round town. We went
past a building site and Amanda was amazed when some whistled
at her. We came across a sex shop and I had an idea. I told them to
wait for me and I went in and bought a pair of Ben Wa balls for Amanda.
The both looked blankly at me when I showed them what I'd bought and
I had to explain in great detail what they were for. Amanda liked the
idea but George just couldn't understand.
A bit later we came across another small Mall and George went into a
computer games shop while Amanda and me went into an Etam shop.
We got a skirt and a top for her to try on and went into the changing
rooms. It wasn't long before we were both naked and I was showing
Amanda what to do with Ben. As I was helping her put them in I brought
her off playing with her little clit while she played with one of my
nipples. She wanted to return the compliment and I sat on the bench as
she played with my clit and rings with her teeth and tongue.
George wanted to know why we took so long when we met him outside
the shop. He also wanted to know what was wrong with Amanda. When
I looked at her she was walking slowly and had a look of shock and
pleasure on her face. By the time we got a hundred yards down the road
she stopped, shook and moaned out loud. I decided that it was time to
get them back home and George and me half carried Amanda back to
the car. As we were doing that I could feel that my dress was higher
than it should be and the looks on one or two faces around us told me
that it probably was. It was either me or Amanda that they were looking
at.
As I was driving them home George looked a bit 'left out' so I cheered
him up by saying that anything that got Amanda worked-up was good
because it meant that she would want to have him fuck her even more.
Amanda was feeling 'better' by the time we got to their house but she
didn't want to know when I suggested that she take Ben out. By the
time that we ate that evening Amanda was well and truly knackered, so
was George, Amanda's appetite for sex was greater than his. When I
went upstairs later I found them fast asleep in their father's bed. I
joined them later hoping that they would wake-up but they didn't.
Wednesday - I woke-up with George finger fucking me. When I opened
my eyes George was on his back with his head near my feet. Amanda
was knelt either side of him and was laying back so that her back was
on his chest. This meant that my eyes were greeted with the sight of his
dick in her pussy. I reached out and played with his balls and her
and it wasn't long before then both came. I'm pleased to say that
George kept playing with me until I came as well. When I went for a
shower Amanda was there and was just putting Ben back in. She didn't
want to know when I suggested that she could get too much of a good
thing and that it might be a good idea to leave them out for a while. She
said that she was going to wear them every day for the rest of her life. I
just love kids!
We all had breakfast naked before going to the pool for a swim. It was
only when Amanda got out of the pool to go and get the ball that she
noticed that the gardener had come to cut the grass. When Amanda
screamed I looked up and saw him staring straight at us all. I got out
and went to Amanda who had 'frozen'. As I walked Amanda to a chair I
asked the how long he'd been there. He said, "long enough."
When I asked him not to say anything to Amanda and George's
he told us "Don't worry, I'm not going to spoil what I've got going for
myself here." He was an and I could see that there was nothing
for any of us to worry about. I told Amanda and George to just carry on
as if he weren't there. The spent ages looking at us and I
wondered if he could still get a hard-on.
After lunch Amanda said that she had a problem, she'd arranged for one
of her school pals to come and visit her that afternoon. After a bit of
thought and discussions George decided that he didn't particularly want
to meet one of Amanda's school friends and that he'd make himself
scarce for a few hours. We put some clothes on and George disappeared
shortly before Annabel arrived. When Annabel did arrive she and
Amanda disappeared into the lounge and I left them alone. I heard a lot
of giggling and at one point I heard Annabel say, "Amanda, you haven't
go any knickers on!" and "You did what!" I left them to it and went for a
walk.
I got back around teatime to be greeted by the sight of George fucking
Amanda, doggy style over the arm of a sofa. Neither of them noticed me
so I slipped off my dress and went up behind George and put my hand
between his legs and played with his balls. He didn't last long after that
and he was soon grunting as he shot his load into Amanda. When he
pulled out I was glad to see that he was wearing a condom.
We had a pleasant evening watching TV, talking and fucking (them).
Amanda had taken Ben out, though she said that they were going back
in before she went to bed. I've no idea how many times they both go to
cum, but both George and Amanda made me with their tongues.
At one on the 'intervals' I asked Amanda about Annabel. Amanda said
that she had told Annabel everything and that Annabel had given her an
idea when she'd jokingly said, "now that you've fucked your I
suppose that you'll be wanting to fuck your as well." Amanda said
that she just laughed it off at the time but the more that she thought
about it the more she wanted to. I told her that if she was serious she
would have to be careful and slowly seduce him. I told her that it
wouldn't be a good idea to just come out with it and say, "Daddy, will
you fuck me please?"
Amanda had also told Annabel about Ben and promised to lend them to
her when she gets back to school.
In the middle of the evening Peter telephoned to say that they would be
back home sometime the next afternoon. Both George and Amanda
weren't too please about that. I fell asleep that night in Peter's bed with
George and Amanda still at it next to me.
Thursday - I woke up before the others and went and got breakfast
ready. It was ages before they came down and after breakfast they both
disappeared again.
In the middle of the afternoon Peter telephoned to say that they were at
Heathrow airport and that they wouldn't be that long. I had to go and
find Amanda and George and tell them to get dressed and clean up the
place.
The trip had gone well and Peter invited us out to diner and then to stay
the night. He took us to this posh restaurant and we had a great
evening although Peter did keep asking Amanda if she was okay
because she looked a bit flushed a lot of the time.
When we got back Amanda went and got ready for bed then came back
down and watched some with us. She was wearing only a T-shirt and
she kept sitting in such a way that anyone who looked would be able to
see her naked pussy. I noticed straight away and I kept looking at the
others to see how long it took them to notice and if they would say
anything.
Jon was the first to notice and he just smiled and looked at me. I smiled
back and nodded my head as if to say 'I know'. It wasn't long before I
saw that Peter had seen his 13-year-old daughters pussy. He almost
stopped talking in mid sentence and his face went a bit red. That didn't
stop him looking even more though. When Amanda realised that her
father was looking, she started talking to him and opened her legs a bit
more.
When Jon and I went to bed I gave him the photographs and told him all
about the going on and what Amanda had said about what she was
going to do to her father. "Lucky Peter" was just about all Jon said
before he fucked me - hard.
Amanda crept into our room sometime in the middle of the night and
asked Jon to fuck her. There was no way that Jon was going to turn
down an opportunity like that and I watched her ride him for ages
before they both came.
Friday - We left shortly after breakfast, George had appeared in just
some boxer shorts and Amanda in just the same T-shirt. As we were
saying out good-byes I whispered to Amanda, "keep working on your
father, I reckon that there's a good chance that you'll have him soon."
On the drive home Jon told me a bit about his trip and how he'd seen a
notice pinned up
somewhere that reminded him of me. He'd copied it down and he gave
me the piece of paper
to read :-
A Smile
A Smile costs nothing, but gives much. It enriches those who receive,
without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the
memory of it sometimes lasts forever. Non is so rich or mighty that he
can get along without it and non is so poor but that he can be made rich
by it. A Smile creates happiness in the home, fosters goodwill in the
business and is the countersign of friendship. It brings rest to the weary,
cheer to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad and it is nature's best
antidote for trouble. Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed or
stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given
away. Some people are too tired to give you a Smile. Give them one of
yours, as no one needs a Smile so much as he who has no more to give.
So Smile!
He said that a smile is created using cheeks and lips and when I flash
my at someone I'm using my bum cheeks and lips, so I'm
smiling at them. I'd never though of it like that and it made me smile
just thinking about it.
Jon also gave me another little present that he'd brought back from
America for me. It's a little gold chain about 3 inches long with only 12
big links. When I told Jon that it wasn't long enough to go round my
wrist he said, "Silly girl, it's for your rings." As we were driving up
the motorway I reclined the seat and connected it up. Walking around at
home later it felt good and the constant rubbing kept me thinking about
sex.
When I went to work that night I couldn't wear my 'favourite' work skirt
as it was still smelling of beer from the previous weekend. Instead I
wore my dungarees dress and a top which meant that anyone standing
next to me could see down the top of the skirt part and see all my
naked body from the waist down. There was one interesting bit one time
when I was collecting glasses. A youth was so drunk that he kept falling
over and he collapsed right at my feet. He was staring up my skirt but I
doubt that he would remember much about it. His mates who were
trying to get him up also got a good view as they bent down to help
him.
The manager wasn't too happy when he realised that the air jet wouldn't
lift my skirt but just as a bit of compensation for him I bent over in front
of him a couple of times. That brought a smile to his face and reminded
me of what a smile does for people.
Saturday June 5
I'd slept in my bed on the Friday night and Jon woke me early and led
me into the 'punishment' room. He restrained me over the 'T' and then
went and got a 'present' that he had brought back from America for me.
It was a remote control vibrating egg that was much bigger than the
other one that I've already got. It's the size of Jon's fist and at first I
was a bit worried that Jon would just force it into me and me.
Thankfully he didn't, he switched it on to low and rubbed it across the
lips of my pussy, teasingly. With each pass he parted my lips more as
he coated the egg with my juices. Finally he started applying light
pressure. My body heaved as he slowly inserted the egg into me. He
could see that I was close to cumming but he just said, "Don't - not yet
my love." Then just to torment me he lightly fingered my clitoris. He
smiled as he saw that I was struggling to not cum. Jon stopped and let
my desire subside a bit before he teased my clit again. After the third
time that he did that he stopped completely and told me to go and get
the breakfast ready.
After that he told me to "Assume the position" and then he teased my
clit four separate times with a 5-minute gap in between before he finally
let me cum. I was so desperate to that when I finally did I
cried out. I could feel myself convulsing and as I looked down at my
pussy I could see my juices squirting out. I was cumming like a volcano.
When I finally calmed down I realised that I was covered in sweat. Jon
made me stay in that position for 30 minutes before he let me get up
and have a shower. My knees ached as I climbed up the stairs.
I had to wear the egg (not switched on thankfully) right up until I went
to work that night and as I walked through the streets to the pub I could
feel the cool air going right into my pussy.
All day I'd felt like I had a football inside me and as I walked to work I
felt like I had a big in me. I'd washed my usual thin flared skirt and
was wearing it. I was please to see that Hannah was back and that she
was wearing a similar skirt. As soon as I could I asked Hannah what she
was wearing under the skirt. When she said, "nothing" I knew that quite
a few customers and staff were going to see our backsides and pussies
that night.
At one point in the evening when Hannah came back from collecting
glasses she came up to me and told me that she had just been groped
by a couple of youths and had a few suggestive comments when they'd
discovered that she was naked under her skirt. I asked her if she was
going to take them up on their offer, but she said, "no." I asked her to
point them out to me, and when I got the chance I walked passed them
to see if I would be as lucky as Hannah. As I walked up to them one of
them saw me, nudged his mate and then said to me "Have you left your
knickers at home as well?" I just smiled and said, "never wear them."
"Prove it" another one of them said. Not wanting to miss an opportunity
to make a uncomfortable in their trousers I put the glasses down
and then lifted the front hem of my skirt just enough for them to see my
pussy. I kept it up for about half a minute before dropping it. In that
time one of them said, "Bloody hell!" another said, "Very Nice" and a
third said, "Would you like to have breakfast at my place?"
I didn't say anything to them but I turned round and bent down (at the
waist) to pick-up a glass from the floor. They must have had a great
view of my ass and pussy. When I'd got the glass I stacked it with the
others and walked back to the bar. "Don't know if I'm as brave as that"
Hannah said as I walked passed her.
The manager had also seen me and heard what Hannah had said. He
told us both to go and work at the other end of the bar (the air jet end)
for the rest of the night. He must have used that air jet to get our skirts
round our waists about a dozen times before closing time. To start off
with Hannah had been pulling her skirt back into place quite quickly but
by the end of the evening she was just letting it fall back down on its
own - like me. That end of the bar had a lot of customers that night. As
we were clearing-up after closing time the manager tried to hit on me,
but there was no way I was going to upset Jon.
Sunday June 6
The day started the usual way but it was warm enough to eat breakfast
on the patio. During one of his breaks from reading the papers Jon
looked down the garden and said, "I think we'll have to get the
scaffolding frame back into action." Later on I saw him (still naked)
cleaning-up the frame and I guessed that I was about to attached to it
for a while. I wasn't wrong and after lunch he restrained me spread-
eagle on it facing the sky. I stayed there for 4 hours while Jon did some
gardening (naked). Every so often he would come up to me and tease
my clit but not enough to make me cum.
At one point I felt something cold inside me, it was too cold to be his
dick and I think it was one of the gardening tools. By the time it was
getting to early evening I was getting desperate to and when Jon
finally untied me I asked him if he would fuck me. He said, "no" and he
wouldn't let me for more that 5 seconds every 5 minutes
right until it was time to go to bed. The frustration was agony and I was
so relieved when he finally told me to make myself cum. After he
watched me doing that he took me to his bed and fucked me until we
both came again.
Week commencing June 7
It's nice being able to spend most of the day outside without clothes
again. I hate the British climate, I wish that Jon would take me to live
somewhere round the Mediterranean. Jon told me to wear my
chain all week.
Tuesday - Hannah gave me a ring then came round to see me. At first
she looked a bit shocked when I opened the door naked but after a
couple of seconds she, "I don't know why I was surprised, with you
wearing so little for work I should have expected it." We went into the
conservatory and talked for hours. I told her all about my relationship
with Jon and some of our little 'experiences'. After a while I could see
that she was getting a little warm - to be expected in a conservatory
with the doors shut and the sun shining.
I suggested that she take something off to get a bit cooler. After a little
hesitation she took just her top off showing me a nice little bra, so
jokingly I said, "come on, you can do better than that, get the lot off."
"Why not" she said, "after all we're all together."
When she took her skirt off I was glad to see that she wasn't wearing
any knickers. Her little strip of pubic hair looked quite cute. Her
breasts are quite a lot bigger than mine and they bounced about as she
moved. When she sat down again she said, "don't you ever cross your
legs? I've been staring at your fanny and those rings and chain for
ages." So I told her all about the conditions of my employment and how
Jon had put the rings in me. She was amazed and a couple of times she
said, "all this talk about sex is turning me on." I asked her about her
experiences about being naked anywhere and she said that she'd
thought and dreamt about being naked in public but had never had the
courage until I'd talked her into going knickerless to work. I told her that
I knew the ideal was to start and got up and walked out into the garden.
She followed me and as we walked around she said, "are you sure that
no one can see us." "I thought that you wanted someone to see you?" I
replied. "Yes, but ." she said.
Hannah was starting to get used to being naked and actually said that it
felt good. After I'd asked her to come to see me again and told her that
we'd go out and have a bit of fun, she asked me what the scaffolding
frame was for. I told her that it was a sort of sun-bed and suggested
that she tried it. After I told her that it was quite comfortable she
climbed onto it.
When she started relaxing a bit I went to the top and grabbed a wrist
and tied it down. It only took seconds because of the way that Jon had
left it and before Hannah could ask me what I was doing I'd got the
other wrist. She didn't seem at all alarmed when I told her that the
feeling of being tied down, naked and totally helpless was a great turn-
on and that she should try it for a few minutes. As I gently pulled one of
her legs to the corner to tie it there she said, "No please." But it was so
feeble that I just ignored her and then tied the other ankle. When she
was totally spread-eagle I stood back and said, "You look good like that,
isn't that feeling of sexual excitement good? Look at that lovely I
can see the effect things are having on you." I reached out and ran a
finger gently over her slightly open lips and little clit. She moaned a bit
and I said, "doesn't that feel good?" I did it again and she moaned
again, this time louder. I can take a hint and I started working on her
pussy with one hand and after a while, my mouth, while my other hand
played with her big breasts.
She was just about on the point of cumming when I heard Jon say,
"Well, what have we got here?" He had arrived home and stripped-off
without us hearing and was now stood just behind me. I stood up and
Hannah said, "Oh my god!" and started struggling. Jon walked all round
Hannah looking closely at her and then said, "I don't have to ask what
you two have been up to, who are you anyway?" I introduced them and
saw that Hannah was looking at Jon's dick that was starting to get hard.
Jon said, "Well carry on then, I don't want to spoil your fun."
It took a bit to get Hannah worked up again, but when she was she was
moaning even louder than before. Jon had taken advantage of my bent-
over position and was fucking me from behind. I came first, then Jon,
then Hannah. Hannah is a loud person when it comes to sex, it was a
good job that we have a big back garden and that there was no one in
the fields at the bottom of the garden.
When things had calmed down Jon had another good (close) look at
Hannah's body. Hannah didn't look as nervous but said, "Can someone
untie me please." "Not yet" Jon said, and he touched her pussy. She
moaned a bit and shuddered. "Want a real dick in you do you?" She
didn't say anything so Jon touched her again. This time it was a
long touch and a finger went inside her. After gasping Hannah said,
"Yes, yes, please, please fuck me." Jon was never one for missing an
opportunity and he did just what Hannah asked. Her head was rolling
from side to side and her body was heaving so much that her were
wobbling about like two big jellies.
The expression on Jon's face told me that he had again and he just
stood there for ages before pulling out of her with a big 'plop'. Jon told
me to go and get some food for him and to leave Hannah where she
was. We both went inside. When I'd got the food ready for Jon he told
me to go and release Hannah and I went back out to her. When she saw
me she said, "That was incredible, but can you please untie me?" When
I had I said, "Come on, let's go for a shower."
As soon as we got in the shower she started soaping me and then she
started kissing me. I was glad that she did and I gave as good back.
It was Jon that broke the 'spell' by telling us to get out and get dried.
When we went downstairs (both still naked) Jon told me to tell him who
Hannah was, where we had met and everything else that I thought he
should know. Hannah was still a bit shy about being naked in front of
Jon but after a while she relaxed. At the end of all the details Jon said,
"Well if you want to show-off your body to other people then you've
come to the right man. I'm sure that Vanessa will tell you that. Jon told
me to tell Hannah about some of the 'exploits' that we'd had, and he left
us to it.
Two hours later he returned and asked Hannah what she thought,
"Fantastic" she said, "will you let me come with you next time, I'll feel a
lot safer if there's 3 of us." When Hannah finally left Jon promised to let
her know when we were next going to have some fun.
The rest of the week was a bit dull and nothing worth putting in here
happened. When I went to work on the Friday night Hannah and me
had lots of fun going out into the crowds and getting groped. Hannah
said that she had had 5 different men's fingers in her (not all at
once) on one glass-collecting trip. I'd only managed 2 but I'd spent a lot
of time near the air jet and the manager had made my skirt do a
'Marilyn Monroe' so many times that I lost count. Hannah had been got
a few times as well. There seemed to be a lot of staying at that end
of the bar for quite some time that night.
Saturday June 12
Bit of a quiet day, we went into town but didn't have any fun. The only
fun that day was at work that night. Things had just started to liven up,
Hannah was out getting groped (sorry, collecting glasses) and I was
stood over the air jet showing all my jewellery when the music suddenly
stopped and a voice said that it was a police raid. Apparently there were
some drugs being sold there on a regular basis. The place was closed
and after been questioned, all the hired help were sent home. Hannah
gave me a lift home and came in for a coffee and we told Jon all about
it. Jon decided that it was best that I didn't go back there again and
Hannah decided that she wasn't going back either.
Sunday June 13
No sooner that we'd got up the phone rang and someone asked if we
were still looking for someone to cut the grass. Jon said we were and
invited them to come over that afternoon. It turned out to be a lad of
about 15 who was looking for some extra pocket money. He arrived just
as some motor racing was starting on the and Jon told me to take
care of it.
You should have seen the lad's face when I opened the door naked. The
poor lad just didn't know where to look and his face was the colour of a
red pepper. When he finally spoke he said that he'd come to see about
the grass-cutting job but asked if he should come back later. I invited
him in and we went into the kitchen. I told him what was expected of
him and how much he'd get paid. All the time he was looking
everywhere except at me. The lad's name was Trevor and he finally
agreed to take the job. He said he'd be along each weekend but didn't
know which day as it depended on what else he was doing. That didn't
bother me and the excitement of him just turning-up and getting a thrill
just looking at me, perhaps without me even knowing, made my
tingle a bit.
I took him to see the grass cutter and left him to it. About an hour later
he came to the back door to tell me that he'd finished and to get his
money. I had to turn my back to him to get the money out of my purse
and 'accidentally' dropped some. I bent over with my back to him and
my legs apart. As I was picking-up the coins I looked through my legs
and saw him staring at my and re-arranging his trousers. The lad
had got a hard-on.
When I was paying him I asked him when he'd be coming back. At first
he'd said that he wasn't sure but in the end I made him promise that
he'd be back the next weekend. I hope I didn't frighten him away.
Week commencing June 14
Boring week, Hannah rang on the Wednesday night to see how I was
and Jon told me to invite her out on the Saturday night. At first she
didn't sound too keen, but in the end we agreed a time and a place to
meet.
Saturday June 19
We went into town on the bus and took care of a few things. Nothing
exciting except that 1 realised that he could see all my legs right
up to the top as I sat on the bus. He'd stopped and stared for a few
seconds before moving on and he followed us for a bit when we got off.
I guess that he was hoping for more but Jon had other things on his
mind.
When it came to time to get ready to go out that night Jon told me not
to bother making a lot of effort, "just put a dress and shoes on," he
said. He told me that we were going swimming at Mansfield. We met
Hannah at a pub and had a drink before going. While we were sat round
a table Jon suddenly said (quite loudly), "Well Hannah, have you left
your knickers at home then, Vanessa has?" I've got used to things like
that but Hannah was embarrassed and she went bright red.
After a few minutes of Hannah hiding behind her drink Jon asked her
again, this time quietly. Eventually Hannah said "yes" and Jon said, "And
you'll lose that bra soon too." Hannah looked puzzled but didn't say
anything.
We drank-up and got into Jon's car. After we'd been driving north for
about 10 minutes Hannah asked where we were going. All Jon would say
was "Mansfield." As we pulled into the car park Hannah said, "But this is
a leisure centre!" Jon didn't reply until he'd parked and he got out
saying, "Come on." Hannah looked puzzled as we queued-up to pay but
that was nothing to her expression as we turned the corner into the
changing area. Her eyes were wide open and her jaw had dropped.
She said nothing as I pulled her arm into a changing cubicle. It wasn't
until Jon and me had stripped off and I started unfastening her dress
that she finally said, "I can't do this" but she didn't try to stop me
undressing her. Her big bra came off last and as it did Jon said, "You
wanted people to see your body so now's your big chance." With that he
stepped out of the cubicle and pulled Hannah out. We were surrounded
my dozens of either naked or rapidly becoming naked people. As we
pulled Hannah towards the swimming area she just stared at first 1
naked then another without saying a word. She didn't even attempt
to cover her or pussy.
It was about 10 minutes before Hannah started talking. She started by
saying, "Look at all those dicks, I'm starting to get horny." "You won't
get any of that in here," Jon said. "We'll see about that!" Hannah said
and walked off. We didn't bother following her and we went for a swim.
I just love these naturist swims.
About an hour later we came across Hannah again. She was in the
sauna with 3 all about in their thirties. Hannah was talking to all of
them and sitting with her legs wide open. I'm sure that she was trying
to get them excited but she wasn't having any success. They all had
very limp dicks. She said "Hi" when we walked in but she just kept
talking to the men. After a while they all got up and left together.
We next saw Hannah in the changing rooms when the place was closing.
She came and grabbed her clothes and was off mumbling something
about going home with some man. As we drove home I said sorry to
Jon, I told him that I didn't expect Hannah to react like that. Jon wasn't
angry, he just said, "There's nowt so queer as folk."
Sunday June 20
Was a quiet day, after breakfast Jon took me to the hotel gym and we
had a workout but Jon had told me to wear my white shorts and a T-
shirt. He didn't seem to be in the mood for any fun.
The afternoon was reasonably warm and I lay out on the patio while Jon
worked on his PC. There wasn't' much sun but I was determined to
start my all-over tan. I was laid there on the sun-lounger with my feet
on the floor at either side and dozing off when I heard a sound. I slowly
half opened an eye and saw Trevor standing there. He hadn't seen me
open my eyes because he was staring at my jewellery. I decided to let
him enjoy the scenery and closed my eyes again.
It seemed like ages before I heard Jon (who was wearing some shorts)
come outside and say, "Hi, you must be Trevor, I'm Jon, we spoke on
the phone." After Trevor mumbled a 'Hi', Jon said, "Oh don't worry
about Vanessa, she spends most of her live without clothes on. Look as
much as you like, we don't mind, in fact Vanessa likes being watched,
she likes the effect that it has on men's trousers." At that point I opened
my eyes, just in time to see Trevor moving his hands in front of what
looked like an uncomfortable bulge in the front of his trousers. I said
"Hi" to Trevor and asked if I could get him a drink before he started. He
just said "No" and rushed off to the garage to get the mower. Jon just
smiled and went back in. I got a drink and got back on the sun-lounger.
It took at least twice as long for Trevor to cut the grass at the back of
the house that day and when he finally came and told me that he's
finished I could see a wet patch on his trousers.
Week commencing June 21
Not a very exciting week, Jon took me to his bed on the Wednesday
night and I gave him a before he turned me over and fucked me
doggy style.
Saturday June 26
Jon had to go to work in the morning but when he came back and we'd
eaten he took me outside and strapped me, face up and spread-eagle on
the scaffolding frame. He didn't waste any time in fucking me but it was
a quick one that made him but left me wanting.
About 30 minutes later he came back outside and put a blindfold on me
then left me again. Ages later I heard him come outside and walking
near me but the next thing that I felt was something very cold on my
nipples. They immediately went rock hard as what I think was an ice
cube was rubbed all round my nipples. The cold was turning me on and I
got that familiar feeling on my pussy.
I presume the ice cubes were melting as I started to feel Jon's fingers
rubbing and then pulling my nipples. When that stopped there was
nothing for a while then an unbelievable pain in my pussy. So much so
that I started cumming straight away. The orgasm lasted for ages with
me needing the scaffold restraints to stop me from rolling about. When I
finally calmed down I realised that my and insides were VERY
cold. When I asked Jon what he had done to me he said that he'd found
3 ice cubes in the freezer that were all stuck together looking a bit like a
dildo so he'd just pushed them into my and let nature do
the rest. Wow, I hope that he does that again sometime, it's an
experience that a just should not miss.
Jon left me on the scaffolding frame with the blindfold on until early
evening. After my body calmed down and all the sweat dried I
eventually fell asleep. I woke up feeling something being pushed into
my pussy. It felt like a vibrator but at that time I wasn't sure. A few
minutes later I heard the lawn-mower start and it going up and down
the lawn. I didn't know whether it was Jon or Trevor that was pushing it.
I tried to imagine that it was Trevor cos he wasn't used to seeing me
tied up like that and that thought made my tingle.
After a few minutes I realised that it was a vibrator in me, it was the
remote controlled one and someone had turned it on a bit. Not fully, but
enough to start getting me excited. The grass cutting started getting
long pauses and I started getting close to cumming. All of a sudden the
vibe speed increased to maximum and within seconds I was cumming
again. I was writhing about (not that I could move much) and moaning
for more. Whoever it was kept the vibe on full throttle for what seemed
like hours. I had about 4 orgasms all joined into one. When the vibe
finally stopped and I calmed down I felt someone poke their fingers in
my and remove the vibe. After that the grass cutting continued
and then there was silence. I fell asleep.
I still don't know if it was Jon or Trevor that did that to me and Jon
won't tell me. That night Jon took me to a country pub for a meal. I
wore only a tight black mini-dress and shoes. I was so knackered that I
lounged back in the chair and didn't even bother to look to see whether
or not people had noticed that my dress was only just covering my
pussy.
Sunday June 27
Before breakfast Jon took me jogging. Jon told me to wear just my
tennis dress and trainers. It wasn't windy so I didn't have any problems
with that but Jon decided to take me along paths through fields. Each
time we came to a fence or a gate I had to climb over it rather than
open it or go through the special gaps. After a while I was starting to
get tired and at one fence that I was climbing down from I caught my
dress on something, as I went down the dress stayed up leaving me
naked from just below my down.
Fortunately the dress didn't rip but a walking his got a right
eyeful. Of course Jon just laughed as I struggled to sort it out and I
have to admit that I took my time. Two reasons, firstly I wanted to let
the enjoy the scenery and secondly I wanted the rest, I was
knackered.
When we got home and fed and watered Jon worked on his PC until he
watched some motor racing from France. Jon let me sleep with him that
night and he went to sleep still inside me with us in the spoon position.
Week commencing June 28
The week started off quiet, Vicky rang on the Tuesday and promised to
come over and see us soon. She asked if I'd used the fucking machine
recently and I said that I hadn't for ages. That started me thinking
about it and on the Thursday morning I decided to make it earn its
keep. I put a chair on either side then put the padded wrist straps on.
Next I joined my wrists with a karabiner and switched the motor on.
After a final 'should I, shouldn't I', I climbed up and positioned myself
either side of the 'T'.
My was just hovering above the big dildo and was getting wet in
anticipation. After gently rubbing my over the dildo I hooked the
karabiner to the rope that was going up and down above me. My arms
started going up and down then I lowered myself onto the dildo. It felt
good as I slowly took it all. When my whole weight was on the dildo and
the 'T' I lifted my feet off the chairs and let the motor take over. Up and
down I went. It was good and my was making sure that I didn't
get sore. There was a noise each time I started to go up. I was
just getting close to cumming when the telephone rang but there was no
way that I was going to stop and answer it. I heard the answering
machine do its job and then Bridie telling me that she hadn't heard from
us in ages and asking us to call her.
That slowed down me cumming, but it wasn't long before I could think
about nothing other than the pleasure that I knew was seconds away.
The gap between orgasms reduced quickly and I was getting tired.
When I decided to stop I lifted my feet to put them on the chairs but
disaster struck. Somehow I managed to knock both of them over. After
another orgasm I was getting frantic. It was still mid morning and I
wasn't expecting Jon back until early evening. I was sure that if I didn't
do something very soon I would be literally 'fucked to death'. There was
no way that my body could survive that machine for something like 7 or
8 hours. I had visions of newspaper headings like 'Young sex slave
fucked to death' or 'What a way to go' or 'She died with a smile on her
face'.
I haven't a clue where I found the strength but I managed to push
myself up before the machine started the rope going up and I grabbed
the knot in the rope. As I went up the next time I went right off the
dildo and by wriggling about I managed to go down behind the dildo. I
relaxed and let myself go up and down with the dildo just rubbing up
and down the front of my pussy. Now my clit was getting all the
treatment and after a couple of ups and downs I came again.
When the 'high' subsided I made a big effort and just managed to get a
leg up and onto the 'T'. At last I was in control. As I climbed down my
legs buckled and I lay in a heap on the floor for ages before managing
to crawl to my bed and fall asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the afternoon and put things straight in the
punishment room. The paperboy came for his money just before Jon got
home and as usual I invited him in while I got the money. I always take
my time sorting out the right money and dropping some of it on the
floor so that I have to bend over with my back to him. While I'm bent
over I look at him and he's always got a bulge in his trousers. I just love
the effect that my naked body has on men.
Saturday July 3
Jon took me to Tesco but we didn't buy much, he said that I would have
to go back on the Monday or Tuesday. I'd got my favourite cheesecloth
dress on and Jon kept getting me to bend right over the freezers again.
He said that he enjoys watching people watch me. He says that their
reactions to realising that they can see my bum and are amazing.
The ways that people try to keep looking but pretend that they're not
always amuse him. Me too, but it's more difficult for me to watch them
watching me than it is for him.
When we got home Jon gave me a challenge. I had to make myself cum,
but without using my hands in any way. I think that he'd guessed what I
might try so he unclipped my chain first. He said that he didn't
want to risk me 'damaging' myself.
At first I couldn't think of anything, I couldn't touch myself and I
couldn't hold anything. Oh, one other thing, he wouldn't let me use the
'whipping-T' in any way. To start off with the only thing that I could
think off was to find something that I could put my legs either side and
bend back and rub my against. The first thing that I thought of
was the scaffolding poles out back. It worked a bit and I managed to get
myself wet but it wasn't good enough. I thought about switching the
washing machine on and sitting on top of it but because I wasn't close
to cumming that would take an eternity.
Then it twigged. In our kitchen we've got some chairs that have circular
posts at either side of their backs. Each of these posts stick up about 3
inches from the top of the top cross bar. I put 2 of them back to back
slightly offset and climbed on so that I had one foot on either chair.
Then I lowered myself down so that my was just touching the top
of one of the posts. It was just like a dildo and it wasn't long before I
was fucking that chair. After I came Jon said that he'd have to think of
something more difficult the next time.
I lay out in the sun for most of the afternoon and we didn't go out that
night. Jon said that he wanted an early night.
Sunday July 4
Jon woke me up at 4 o'clock in the morning and told me to pack our
bags. At 6 o'clock we were at East Midlands Airport checking-in for a
flight to Ibiza. Jon had booked us a so-called last minute 'cheap' holiday.
I'd had the usual problem of going through the security x-ray machine
and had to have the run his 'magnifying glass' up and down me
when I kept getting the machine bleeping as I went through. This time it
was my rings and chain that was causing the problem. It had to
be, I wasn't wearing Ben.
At Ibiza airport we collected our bags and then went to the toilets to
change into just our long T-shirts and shoes before going looking for a
bus to get us to San Antonio. It wasn't any cooler for me as I had only
been wearing my white lycra dress and shoes but Jon had had jeans on.
We had to change buses in Ibiza town and as the second bus was filling
up Jon had an idea. He wouldn't tell me what it was at that time but he
said that as soon as we had found and checked-in to the hotel then we
were going shopping.
Jon seemed to know his way around San Antonio and it didn't take us
long to find the Hostel Rita and to check-in. The rooms (and the hotel)
weren't up to much and we soon discovered that it was full of teenagers
having their clubbing and boozing holidays. The place didn't even have a
swimming pool. We had a little balcony over-looking a busy road and a
window that looked out onto a little courtyard with other rooms doing
the same. We could look out of that window and 10 feet away was
another one directly opposite doing the same. As well as that there were
rooms above and below us.
Jon wanted to get out to the beach so after a quick look round we were
out and getting a bus to a place called Cala Conta. There are 3 beaches
there and we went straight to the one where no one was wearing any
clothes. This was a good job as I'd left our swimming costumes in the
hotel. We soaked up the sun until early evening then waited for a bus
back.
When we got to San Antonio Jon took me shopping and bought me 2
sarongs, one was see-through. Back in our room we stripped off and
Jon told me to shorten the 2 sarongs so that when I just wrapped them
round me (like a towel just above my breasts) they would just over-lap
by about 6 inches. The see-through one obviously showed everything
that I'd got when I tied the corners to one side but the other one didn't.
When they were tied to the outside of either it was only one leg
that was trying to escape and, although I'd expected it, I don't thing
that anyone would have been able to see my pussy. Both of them were
long enough to cover my ass and without me having to worry
about getting arrested for showing too much. After I'd got that all
sorted Jon told me to take the non see-through one and just over-lap
and lightly tuck in the ends instead of tying them. It didn't feel at all
secure and when I told Jon he just said, "Good."
Right in the middle of doing all that our 'neighbours' across the
courtyard opened the shutters on their window. It was then that I
realised that as I could see all of them down to their knees, then they
could see all of us down to our knees. They were 2 Scottish who
said "Hi" to us, but stared at Jon and me, as we were both naked. They
kept looking over to us on and off as they got changed and eventually
went out.
Jon and me went and sat in the chairs on our little balcony and watched
the people going up and down the street. We were only on the second
floor and when a coach went by I felt as though I could reach out and
touch its roof. At least it was so close that we didn't have to worry about
anyone on it being able to see us.
The same couldn't be said of the 3 on the floor above. They were
getting a good start for the evenings drinking session and were spending
a fair bit of time on their balcony shouting to other people on their
balconies and in the street. At one point I heard one of them shout,
"There's a naked and woman on the balcony below us!" Shortly
after that I saw 3 heads peering down at us and giggling. One of them
said, "I can see his todger," and another said, "They've got no pubic
hair." They then proceeded to tell everyone else that was out on their
balconies. Jon just said, "Ignore them."
At about 11 o'clock we put some clothes on (me just a thin cotton dress
and shoes) and went out for some food and a drink or two. We went just
down the road into the 'lively' part of San Antonio and it was just like
the program 'Ibiza Uncovered'. 'Happy' people everywhere and every
other building was a bar with loud music blaring our. We had something
to eat and a few drinks and then went back to our hotel.
We managed to get to sleep easy enough but got woken-up a few times
during the night.
. continued in Part 11 .