"Maybe six wanks, what do you think?" said Wendy.
"No, Wendy, I can't, not even one, and mum..." said Alan.
"I don't care I want you to wank" said Wendy.
"Please have mercy... I've been good haven't I? I did what you said." said Alan.
"True, but the question is are you going to be good now?" she asked.
"Yes" he said.
"Very good?" she asked.
"Yes, very good, I promise" said Alan, walking alongside her with his clothes held in front of his groin.
"Very very very good?" asked Wendy as they descended the stairs.
"Very very very good" confirmed Alan.
"Very very very very good?" asked Wendy.
CHAPTER SIXTY
"Come on, Ben" said Victoria encouragingly "Clothes off, you shouldn't need to be told."
Ben and Amy had only just walked through the door, and although Ben hadn't intended to get undressed unless told to, he still felt Victoria's comment was a little unfair since he'd barely had a chance to say hello. Victoria sat in her usual chair, with Emily and Alison sat on the settee together. All three girls smiled at Ben, and he blushed.
Ben started to get undressed while Amy sat cross legged on the floor.
"Why's it only me? Why doesn't Amy have to get undressed?" he asked.
"I think we've already explained that" said Victoria "Because Amy isn't shy. She's perfectly happy to get undressed when needed. You're the one who needs to get used to it."
"I am used to it now" said Ben.
"If you were you'd not be complaining about it now, would you?" said Victoria gently.
Ben didn't answer. He knew he wasn't used to it, and he also knew he wasn't going to fool Victoria.
"Besides, the same applies to Dave. Until he's comfortable with being naked with us, he'll have to stay naked too" said Victoria.
"Oh, Dave won't be here this evening" said Emily, suddenly remembering.
"Why not?" asked Victoria a little surprised.
"He's got a role-playing session" she said, a little disappointed.
"Well that won't do. That boy's going to have to get his priorities right. Give him a ring, tell him to come" said Victoria.
Emily pulled out her mobile phone and began dialling while half watching Ben stood in just his boxer shorts. Ben tried to remove them with no sign of embarrassment, but his red face gave him away.
"Come on, studmuffin" said Victoria beckoning him to her. Ben climbed into the seat beside Victoria and she wrapped her arms round him, giving him a kiss on the cheek "Besides, you look gorgeous in your birthday suit." Ben frowned slightly then rested his head on Victoria's breasts.
"Oh, dad said to tell you that he's got an engineer coming first thing tomorrow morning, and a work gang will come along later" said Ben.
"Really?" said Victoria excitedly "Wow! That was quick. Might be best if we stayed away then, let them get on with it. We'll clear out anything compromising tonight, make sure there's nothing dodgy for them to find."
"He says he can't" said Emily.
Victoria switched train of thought quickly "Can't what, Em?" she asked.
"He can't come, he's busy - Dave" said Emily.
"Tell him if he's not here within an hour he's going to be one sorry little boy when I get my hands on him" said Victoria.
Emily relayed the message and then frowned, nodding her head and uttering the occasional "Uh huh, yep, I see, I'm not sure that's..." until finally she looked up at Victoria again.
"Apparently they're about to assault the Zombie Lord's Castle, and his character is critical to the success of the mission. He says they've been planning this for weeks, and if they fail the whole Kingdom of Avara will suffer terribly, not to mention he'll miss out on the treasure and experience points. There's some holy mace or other he's got his eye on" said Emily, but she paused as more information came to her over the phone "It's plus three and plus five against undead apparently."
"Pass me the phone, please, darling" said Victoria with infinite patience. Emily passed the phone over and Victoria took a deep breath before putting it to her ear.
"Hello, Dave" she said sweetly. There was the beginning of a long explanation from the other end "No, just be quiet. Dave, stop talking and listen" said Victoria "That's better. Now let me make this as plain as possible. I don't care if the Zombie King is about to slaughter half of Westminster, I want you here at the den within an hour. If you're not here we're coming to get you and I'm going to introduce you to my plus twenty Riding Crop of Horrific Woe. This isn't something in a book or a game, this is something in the real world that will visit your bare bottom with a savagery that even your Zombie King would run from crying for his mother" Victoria paused as David spoke again. "I couldn't care less if the Zombie Lord doesn't have a mother - one hour, not a second longer" she said and hung up.
Victoria sighed, handed the phone back to Emily "That boy needs some serious re-education."
"Can't think of anyone better to do it than you" said Emily with a smile.
"No, I think he should be your special project" said Victoria.
"You'll be much better at it than me" said Emily.
"I'll start him off then, but you finish him" said Victoria.
The conversation was interrupted by Paul's entry.
"Are you alright darling?" asked Victoria full of concern.
"Yeh, fine" said Paul, feigning surprise.
"You don't look fine" said Emily.
"What's up sweety?" asked Victoria.
"Nothing!" he said emphatically "I'm fine, okay?"
"Darling, it's written all over your face. Come here, sit with me" said Victoria "You go and sit with Alison" she said to Ben.
"Look, I'm alright" said Paul.
Ben got up and sat on the settee next to Alison. She seized him in a big hug, kissed him, and rubbed her hands up and down over his whole body.
"Come on" said Victoria, patting the space beside her.
"I'm gonna check on the cameras" he said, and walked out again.
"Paul?" Victoria called out after him. She exchanged a concerned look with Emily, and then rose from her chair and headed for the door.
"Shall I get undressed?" asked Alison.
"I can't get dirty" said Ben.
"Why not?" asked Alison.
"If I get dirty I've got to go to the Vicarage to get clean" said Ben unhappily.
"What for?" asked Alison in surprise.
"Our bathroom's out of action. The Reverend offered dad the use of his so that's where we've go to go" said Ben.
"Don't!" said Alison pulling her t-shirt off "I'll make sure you stay clean" she said.
"I'm not going, anyway" he said determinedly.
Alison smiled at him as she wriggled out of her skirt.
Victoria just caught site of Paul as he disappeared around the side of the building, she hurried after him "Paul, hold on, what's the matter?"
Paul didn't respond except to quicken his step. Victoria broke into a jog and when she caught with him up she threw an arm around his shoulders.
"Paul?" she said, her voice full of worry. She pulled him round towards her, despite his resistance and she saw the tears on his cheeks.
"Oh, Paul" she said, as though her heart had broken. She wrapped him up in a hug, and he wore her like a blanket. She kissed his tears away "What is it? You have to tell me!" she said with urgency.
Paul sniffed and shook his head. "I'm okay" he said.
"If you say that one more time, I'm going to spank you right here" she said jokingly.
"I'm okay" he said, a hint of challenge in his voice. Victoria looked at him for a moment, and then her demeanour changed. "You asked for it" she said, and she led him by the arm to a low embankment. She sat down and pulled Paul towards her. Paul just stood there, immobile, while she undid his trousers, and pulled them and his pants to the floor. He uttered no complaint when she pulled him over her lap and started spanking him. Her heart wasn't in it. It was a token spanking, but then she figured that was probably all Paul had wanted. She stroked Paul's bottom idly.
"Just be thankful I left my plus twenty Riding Crop of Horrific Woe in the den" she said.
"Your what?" asked Paul.
"My plus twenty Riding Crop of Horrific Woe, I was keeping it warm for Dave in case he was late. Victoria pulled Paul up to his feet and gave him a hug and a kiss. She couldn't resist stroking his penis which was surprisingly still limp. She looked down at it as she stroked, and then up at his face as he watched her "Don't you love me anymore?" she asked.
"Of course I do!" he said, as if she'd just slapped him.
"Then why aren't you talking to me, and why is your beautiful gorgeous divine penis not working anymore?" she asked.
"Probably related" he said.
"Us?" said Victoria in shock.
"No! The two things" he said.
"Don't hold out on me. If you're upset, I'm upset. I can't bear it" said Victoria.
"Meaning you're nosy and can't stand the idea there might be something going on you don't know about" said Paul jokingly.
"Careful mister, the plus twenty Riding Crop of Horrific Woe is not so far away you know" she warned lightly "You know, if we had a bed, we could get undressed, hide under the covers, and you could tell me all about it. It would be dark and warm and cosy, and there'd just be you and me, and we could tell each other anything" she said wistfully.
"That does sound pretty good" said Paul "But there isn't." He still stood, looking forlorn, and Victoria released his unresponsive penis. She searched his face for something for a little while.
"Maybe there is" she said.
"What have you been up to? You can't have, how did you get it here?" he asked.
"Not here" said Victoria "My house."
"Yeh, but that's not much use is it, I mean, apart from the golden rule, there's also your dad to worry about. Not to mention your mum. She looks at me funny" he said.
"She likes you" said Victoria "Fancies you probably."
"Get off!" he said "She does not, that's ridiculous!"
"Why? You're gorgeous, who wouldn't fancy you? I do, so why shouldn't she?" she said.
"Stop it, I'm never going to be able to look her in the eye again" Paul said as he bowed to the inevitable and pulled his pants up.
"Maybe we could have a threesome" she giggled "Me and mum and you. What d'you think?"
"No way! Even you wouldn't go that far!" said Paul, pulling up his trousers.
"Wouldn't I?" she asked with a grin.
"I am not going to believe you, so give it up!" said Paul.
"Oh alright" said Victoria conceding "I can't really imagine it. Mum would throw a fit at the idea anyway. I mean me? And sex? Perish the thought. Besides she probably gave it up years ago. She's thirty five this year you know."
"When do people give up sex?" asked Paul.
"I don't know. When they get married I suppose" she said with a slight smile.
"Let's never get married then" he said.
"Unless it's to each other" said Victoria sounding hurt.
"But what if..." began Paul.
"We'll never give up having sex with each other, dummy" she interrupted.
"Even when we're a hundred?" said Paul.
"I'm not planning on living that long" said Victoria.
"Yeh, I guess you'd be all ugly and wrinkly by then anyway" said Paul.
Victoria smacked him sharply on the side of the leg "I am never going to be ugly and wrinkly, and don't you forget it!" she said.
"Okay, okay. You'll discover the elixir of eternal youth, or whatever" said Paul apologetically.
"No, I plan to die young. Come on!" said Victoria jumping up, taking his hand and dragging him off.
"Where are we going?" he asked in surprise.
"You'll see" she said walking straight past the den and on up to the path.
"You'll always be beautiful to me, no matter what happens" he said.
"That is so lame" she said.
"What is?" he asked.
Victoria rolled her eyes "Boys! You're all the same!" she said.
"What? How? What are you on about?" he asked.
"I hate it when boys say that, you know. It's just so insulting" she said.
"You're going to have to explain" he said "I'm lost."
"Typical situation" she said "Boy tells girl she's beautiful - meaning he wants her to get her knickers off. She says I'm not beautiful - and truth is she isn't. So he says you're beautiful to me - meaning yeh, you're right, but why haven't you got your knickers off yet, you ugly cow?"
"What are you on?" asked Paul.
"Well what do you think it means? You're beautiful to me, it's an admission that she's not really beautiful. It's basically saying that according to all norms and conventions, and just about anyone in the world you could ask, you're not beautiful, but because I'm temporarily blinded by love, or lust, I can't see it. Of course, that'll wear off, and then he'll see only too clearly" said Victoria.
"Is this because you're on your period?" asked Paul.
Victoria let out a little shriek of frustration "Probably best you don't say any more" said Victoria "Otherwise you'll have my plus fifty Foot of Fearful Arse Kicking up your jacksy."
Paul fell silent as Victoria dragged him through the forest at speed. Victoria force marched them for some time before Paul spoke again.
"I take it back" said Paul "You are beautiful, not just to me but to the whole world. There's nothing in this entire wonderful creation that can compare. You're matchless beyond..."
"Will you stop it!" said Victoria.
"No, I don't want to" he said "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough Winds do shake the darling buds of May..."
"You ripped that off, that's Shakespeare" said Victoria.
"I can't just make up a sonnet on the spur of the moment, besides he's better at it than me" said Paul.
"I didn't say stop" she said.
"And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his..." recited Paul.
"Alright that's enough" she said, dropping his hand.
"What now?" he asked "You know, you go on about boys all the time, but honestly: Girls! You're more capricious than the weather! "
"No, someone's coming" said Victoria "Besides, you'd tire of us if we were predictable."
They could hear tuneless whistling up ahead, and Victoria slowed and grew more cautious. Around the next bend they saw a glum looking Lumpy Dave, loping along the path. Victoria looked at her watch. He wasn't going to make the deadline.
Dave spotted them and frowned "I don't think you understand how important the session was" said Dave sulkily.
"I don't think you understand how important membership of this gang is" retorted Victoria.
"Jasper's on holiday next week, so it's going to be two weeks before we can storm the Zombie Lord's castle now. I had a plan and everything" he complained.
"Get undressed, Dave" said Victoria.
"What?" he asked in shock.
"You heard me. You're being punished, you've taken your oath and you promised to accept orders from your seniors and punishment when it's meted out" she said.
"I came didn't I?" he complained.
"You're being punished for not taking the gang seriously. If you think some silly game is more important you need a sharp lesson, now strip" she said.
"I can't" he said looking round "Not here!"
"Listen to me very carefully, Dave. If you are very, very good, and do as you are told this evening I might let you take your bollocks home with you tonight" she said, in a voice that was deadly serious.
"Oh come on, Victoria, I did come" he said.
"If you hadn't you'd have been a world of trouble, now get 'em off!" she said.
Dave looked around once more and started to get undressed "I'll keep my pants on though" he said, as if simply saying it meant it would be true.
"You can wear your pants" said Victoria.
She waited, while he hopped about removing his trousers.
"Pants down" she said.
"No I'm keeping those on. You said I could" he said.
"No, I said you could wear them" she said.
"I am" he said.
"On your head" she answered "Get them down, and get them on your head. You can carry the rest."
Dave stared at her, a flash of defiance in his eyes.
"Listen, Dave, in this gang, the two most important things are loyalty and obedience. I am very dubious about your loyalty, and your obedience is almost non existent. Just do yourself a favour and obey. The alternative is too horrible to contemplate" said Victoria.
"It's a stupid gang" mumbled Dave, as he took his pants off.
"We'll deal with that comment later" she said "For now you had better run, because otherwise you're going to be late, and Emily's going to whip your arse raw."
Dave stood for a little while, rocking from foot to foot. The he picked up his clothes, held them in front of him to cover his groin and began jogging up the path towards the den, his pale white bottom wiggling along behind him.
"We're going to have to teach him a lesson" said Victoria.
"He's just new, it's not his sort of thing really" said Paul.
"Are you defending him?" asked Victoria.
Paul took a breath and released it slowly "No, I'm just saying it'll take him a while to adjust."
"Come on!" said Victoria, taking Paul's hand and rushing off again.
"Where are we going?" he asked again.
"Wait and see!" she repeated.
"This hasn't got anything to do with what you were saying has it?" he asked.
"Might have" she said enigmatically.
"About wanting to die young" he said.
"Maybe, maybe not. Don't you trust me?" she asked.
"Like I trust the weather" said Paul.
Victoria pulled her phone out as they marched.
"Em, it's me, sorry, Paul and I need to talk, we'll not be back tonight" she said "Dave's going to be with you shortly. Can you make sure he gets six with the riding crop please, tell him they're from me, he'll know why, and make them hard. Don't you dare go easy on him. I'll check his bum tomorrow so I'll know if you do. Oh and Em? Can you bring my laptop back for me. Come to the back door, knock five times. Yeh. See you later." She hung up.
Emily sat feeling left out again. With Victoria and Paul gone and Ben and Alison a knot of snogging and fondling, she was left with Amy. She couldn't even look forward to Dave's arrival now that she had to beat him. She hardly thought that was going to endear him to her; she sighed heavily. She considered just taking Ben, but she knew that the fuss Alison would cause would make anything she got out of Ben unworthwhile. She sighed again.
Amy sat watching Ben and Alison, fascinated by the way they touched each other, the evident excitement in their faces, and she wondered again when she might be able to enjoy this sort of fun. She was a patient girl, though, and she knew that Victoria had promised her that she would be able to in time, so for now she would just watch, study, and learn.
Emily was absorbed in her own thoughts, feeling a sense of excitement and frustration, coupled with a realisation that her excitement was unlikely to be satisfied and her frustrations were unlikely to be calmed unless she could persuade Dave to be nice to her after she had beaten him. She knew she could just try to take him, whether he wanted it or not, but she wasn't really comfortable with the idea. Her great disappointment was that Paul had gone. With Victoria on her period she had a good chance of spending some quality time with him, but he had ended up going off with Victoria anyway. She wasn't cross: she understood. There was obviously something upsetting Paul and Victoria was probably the best person to find out what it was and resolve the issue.
Emily's train of thought was disturbed when the laptop beeped, and when she checked the cameras she saw Dave loping towards the den, naked apart from his pants on his head, and carrying the rest of his clothes in a bundle in front of him. She shook her head and prepared herself for her encounter with him. She got up and fetched the riding crop.
She was waiting in her chair, riding crop in hand, when Dave opened the door and poked his head around.
"Uh, hello" he said "Can I get dressed now?" There were no pants on his head.
"I think you should just come over here" said Emily.
"I haven't done anything, though. I came like you said, it's not fair!" he complained.
"Victoria has spoken" said Emily, trying to abdicate responsibility "There's no point arguing."
Dave shuffled from the door keeping his bundled clothes, which now included his underpants, held tightly in front of him. Only when he had entered properly did he see Amy sat on the floor watching him, and Ben and Alison beginning to engage in proper love-making on the settee. This last discovery caused an unwelcome reaction in his groin as his penis began to stiffen.
"Emily" he whined, his face reddening "This isn't any fun, and it isn't fair. I don't want to play this sort of game."
"Dave, listen to me, this is not a game. You've joined the gang now and you're subject to all its rules, and that includes being disciplined if you deserve it. Victoria says you deserve it and that's good enough for me" said Emily.
"I don't want to, though, can't I just quit the gang?" he asked.
"No, you can't!" said Emily shocked at the thought "Once you're in that's it, there's no leaving, and don't forget we have that video of you with your knob all hard and wobbling about - you don't want that on public display do you?"
"No, but..." he began.
"There is no but, Dave. Look, the gang is brilliant, it's the best thing ever, you just have to get used to it that's all. If you do as you're told and don't make a fuss you're going to have the best time of your life" said Emily "You don't really know all about it yet, but you will, and you'll be glad. But you have to take it seriously, the gang has to come first, and you have to do as you're told."
"What about other stuff though, like role-playing?" he asked.
"You can do that if you like, so long as we're not meeting, but if the gang is getting together you drop everything else and rush along. With a smile, and being happy about it" said Emily "Please Dave, don't make this any more difficult than it has to be, I don't want to do this, but I have to do as I'm told too. I thought we could play around a bit after, make love maybe..."
"Okay" said Dave brightening up a little. He grinned and looked a bit daft "Let's do that then." His already stiff penis stiffened further until he was fully erect and ready for action.
"We have to get the beating out of the way first" said Emily "So just put your clothes down and bend over the chair."
"It's not going to be hard is it?" he asked, his smile being replaced by a worried look.
"Yes it is. Victoria's going to check, so I can't just pretend" said Emily, again abdicating responsibility. She knew Victoria wouldn't mind taking all the blame, and she did want Dave compliant and ready afterwards.
After a brief hesitation Dave dropped his clothes untidily on the floor, replacing his defence with his hands. He kept himself covered up as he bent across the arm of the chair. Emily got up, wielding the riding crop and moved around beside him.
"It's going to be six" said Emily "Six hard ones, but you have to stay still. If you get up I'll have to have you held down."
Dave didn't say anything; he just lay, feeling very exposed and vulnerable.
Emily whipped the riding crop through the air and it impacted on Dave's bottom with a loud crack. Ben and Alison jumped at the sound of it, but they continued their love making without looking up. Amy jumped as well, as she watched fascinatedly, enjoying the sight of this older boy having his bottom beaten by Emily.
David shrieked and leapt into the air, his hands flying back to his bottom to try to rub the sting out of it.
"That's enough!" he yelled.
"Dave, don't make a fuss, please. There are another five to come yet" said Emily, almost pleading with him.
"Oh no! No way! Not five. Please Emily..." he said.
"Just get back down, if I have to tie you up, I will" she said, just wanting it over and done with.
Dave lowered himself on the arm again and tried to imagine what Grinther the Barbarian would do.
Emily whacked him again, a little bit less hard this time, but the result was the same, as Dave shrieked and leapt up in the air. Ben and Alison were not disturbed this time, and even Amy remained still and watched with a contented grin.
"Amy, can you hold him for me" asked Emily, feeling just dreadful at having to do this.
Amy leapt up cheerfully "Okay" she said and she positioned herself in Emily's chair and grabbed Dave's arms, holding them tightly down.
Emily visited Dave's poor bottom with four more strokes, making the last the hardest of them all, and she hoped that Victoria would be satisfied with her efforts and not decide to reapply them herself.
Dave bucked and shrieked at each blow, but Amy succeeded in holding him down in place. When Emily had finished Amy let go and ruffled Dave's hair, she couldn't resist saying "Now, just be a good boy!"
Dave remained over the arm of the chair after he was released and cried softly dampening the fabric with his tears. Emily discarded the offending riding crop and stepped towards Dave, she put an arm around him and hugged him from behind "I'm sorry I had to do that, Dave" she said. She wasn't able to understand his inaudible sobbing reply.
Emily pulled him up and turned him around. Before she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a kiss she looked down to see that he was quite flaccid. She resolved to change that state of affairs as soon as possible. It took half a minute before Dave responded with his own arms and kissed her back, and Emily risked stroking her hands down his back, and every so lightly rested them on his hot bottom, just tickling him gently.
She pulled back from him just a little, enough to peer down and see that his penis was a little stiff already, and although by no means sticking upwards, was at least a quarter erect. She drew a hand round to it, from his bottom, and stroked around his groin lightly and he 'oohed'. She tickled his pubic hair with a mischievous grin and looked into his eyes. There was still pain there, and a faint sense of injustice, but there was also lust, and something else; something that might have been love. Emily looked down again and wrapped her fingers gently around his penis. Another, louder, 'ooh' was followed by a rising of his principle organ to an upright position. Emily afforded it a couple more strokes, these a little firmer, before letting go and stepping back from him.
Dave looked disappointed at her retreat, and then realised that he was erect and exposed to the room and his disappointment turned to embarrassment. His hands dropped to cover himself up. Ben and Alison were in the throws of mutual orgasms and were paying Dave no attention at all, but Amy, now moving out of Emily's chair to sit on the floor again, stared unselfconsciously at this thirteen year old boy's overly long erection. She grinned broadly and didn't mind him seeing it.
Emily pulled her top off over her head and quickly undid her skirt, letting that drop to the floor. She kicked her skirt aside as she unfastened her bra, and when Dave realised what she was doing and her breasts came into view his embarrassment turned to a more primitive emotion. He began to grin as he leered lustfully at her pert young breasts. Emily dropped her knickers with equal efficiency and stood before Dave, naked. His eyes raked up and down her body while she smiled at him, and she waited, hoping that he would come to her.
Only Dave's eyes moved as they flicked from Emily's breasts to her pussy and back again. He trembled slightly with the anticipation of what was to come, and he licked his lips. Emily gave up and stepped towards him. She took his penis in her hand again and stroked it, while wrapping her other arm around his shoulders. She kissed him. Dave kissed her back, hungrily, his tongue a cement mixer in her mouth. His hands clutched her buttocks and he massaged them a little roughly. Emily broke the kiss, turning very briefly to Amy "Condom" she said.
Amy climbed to her feet and crossed to the drawer, while Emily tugged Dave to the floor. She knelt beside his prone form and stroked him all over, carefully avoiding touching his rigid penis, and she bent to kiss him again. Dave brought a hand to her breasts, squeezing at them enthusiastically, but his other hand did not quite touch her pussy.
Ben and Alison, still hugging and kissing in the afterglow of their love-making turned to watch, and they both appreciated the naked bodies of Emily and Dave. Alison hoped she would look as beautiful as Emily when she was older, not realising that apart from her physical development she was already more beautiful.
Amy returned with a condom, and demonstrated her experience by ripping the packet open and handing the rubber to Emily, teat side up. Emily smiled at her "Why don't you put it on?" she suggested "It'll be good practise for you."
Dave sat up a little at this "What? Don't let her..." he began. Emily pushed him down with a hand on his chest, and Amy slid the condom down over his erect penis which twitched at the attention. "Thanks, darling" said Emily with another smile, and she lay down beside Dave, pulling him on top of her. Amy grinned appreciatively "It's okay, thanks for letting me" she said, sitting back out of the way again, but still remaining close for a grandstand view.
Dave climbed lustfully up onto Emily, kissing her and groping her breasts. He turned his head to Amy "Do you have to?" he said, embarrassed that she should be watching and so close.
"Hey!" said Emily "You pay attention to me." She kissed him, and brought her hands down to his penis. Carefully, she guided him to her opening and encouraged him to enter. Dave, driven by his own biological urges, needed no further encouragement and thrust deep inside her. Emily gasped as the full length of him slid inside her, stimulating parts of her that did not normally get stimulated.
With a gasp she said "Come on Amy, you can join in if you like."
"What!?" said Dave, shocked and surprised.
"Hush!" said Emily, rocking her groin up and down to get Dave going. The intense pleasure that flooded through him distracted him so much that he just collapsed on Emily, kissing her with little skill but much urgency. He thrust in and out with wild abandon and barely flinched when Amy's hands stroked his bottom and a hand came underneath him to play with his scrotum.
Dave speeded his rhythm, and Emily looked up at Amy plaintively, she mouthed "Clitoris" to her.
Amy moved round beside Emily, and she pushed Dave's chest up, forcing him away from Emily. Dave arched his back, sitting up almost straight. His face was flushed and beads of sweat began to break out all over his body as he continued like a rabbit on speed.
Amy stroked Emily's breasts with one hand, and her other came down between Emily's legs. She alternated between stroking Emily's clitoris and tickling Dave penis as it rose and fell. Emily moaned and gasped, and she flushed too, but sweat did not appear. Amy, growing bored with Dave's elusive penis, concentrated her attention on Emily's clitoris, and as she had been instructed, she teased and provoked it in equal measure. Emily began moaning loudly now and she tried to sit up far enough to kiss Dave again. With only a small interruption to his rhythm he leant down towards her and their lips met just as Emily erupted in a wild orgasm. She wailed loudly into Dave's mouth as he slid his tongue into hers, and he felt her muscles tighten around his penis. He fell off the edge and lifted his head howling almost like a wolf as he pumped his sperm explosively into the condom.
Amy, knowledgeable enough to know what had happened withdrew her hands, and just stroked the two of them gently on the arms as they recovered. Dave collapsed onto Emily, kissing her adoringly as his senses swam back and forth insensibly, his penis shrivelling rapidly. Emily wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly and she kissed him back. She felt Dave grow flaccid and fall out of her, and she closed her eyes, wondering how long it would be before he was ready again.
Continued in Chapter Sixty One