The Girls Remember  (MFFF/F, spank, sex)
c 2001 ReadyOne.  All Rights Reserved.
When I heard the garage door opener start up, I shut
off the computer and went over to the door to welcome
home Cathy, my SO.  She had gone to a birthday dinner
for her best high school friend, and I was a bit
surprised to see had come home with Deirdre the
birthday girl in tow.  I greeted her with pleasure and
she gave me a nice hug.
Then they started looking for Regina and Becky, who
somehow got lost following them home from the
restaurant.  Or actually, the grocery store, where they
all had stopped to buy coffee and Irish cream.  And
since the goods were traveling with Becky and Gina,
Deirdre complained that they were delaying the project
of getting drunk and a good bull session.
While we waited, Cathy gave me a report of the evening
and said they'd come home to play some pitch.  Cathy
had played with the 4 girls and their mates in a card
club for many years until she dropped out, having
exchanged husband for a new boy friend who did not
play.  Now seemed as good a time as any other to teach
me the card game so we could be invited to play in the
club again.
The girls stared joking about what could be keeping the
other two, so I quickly straightened up the kitchen
table and then made a pass through the living room.
Knowing there could be 5 of us in the living room, I
closed up the computer console opposite the couch and
turned the chair around to face the couch so we all
would have seats if the drinking was to be done in
there.  It was a wooden straight-backed dining room
chain, so I threw an extra cushion on it figuring that
I'd end up setting there.
The prodigal two arrived, bearing snacks, coffee beans,
and "warmer".  Having the fastest coffeepot in the west
(it always keeps a pot of hot water ready to go, just
like its bigger restaurant brother) I made two pots,
liberally laced while the girls made up a crib sheet
for me and arraigned themselves at the table.  All the
time they bantered me with "Brought home 4 women for
you" and "we really ought to play strip poker, not
pitch", and teased each other about their alleged teen
exploits.
"Remember when you skipped home-ec to be with that
boy?" Deirdre asked Becky.
"Yes, and all the time he was saying `Of course I still
love you'" replied Becky, shaking her body up and down
to give the unmistakable image of being humped by the
guy, to peels of laughter.
"And Deirdre," Becky salvoed back, "What happened with
that guy you spent the whole Saturday morning with
after you locked me out of the loft over my garage just
to be alone up there with him?"
"Some guy I should have married but didn't.  Just
couldn't whip him into shape!" replied Deirdre drawing
more laughter.
And so the party went.  When we started playing, I
watched Cathy and picked up the game pretty fast.  Then
we started playing "Call your partner" with 5 real
players and went though a couple more pots of coffee,
emptying the bottle of Irish cream.  The teasing and
innuendo continued strong.  Though I knew only what
little that Cathy had shared with me about their 30 odd
year history, I enjoyed the stories very much and I
didn't feel like an outsider at all.
Of course, some party pooper had to say that they
should be getting home, so we all got up and moved to
the front door.  Hugs were exchanged, and I got nice
long, close, full, be part of me, know you very well
hugs, not just token ones.
As she passed, I took Deirdre's face in my hands and
gave the birthday girl a kiss.  After all, that's the
custom, right?  Then I said, "You're lucky I don't give
you a birthday spanking too!"
"She'd like that, I'm sure!" Becky asserted.  Deirdre
blushed.
"I've always wanted to see her over someone's knee"
said Cathy.  "A good spanking wouldn't bother her a bit
and would do her some real good!"
"The lady's hard up for some good loving" came from
Gina.  "She hasn't had a man's hand on her for too
long!"  Deirdre's face was getting redder.
"Deirdre's been spanked before and really enjoyed them.
I know.  A spanking lets her know she's loved" added
Becky.
So, I caught Deirdre's hand and took a small step
towards the living room to tease her.  Deirdre stood
still, not following but not pulling away either.  Her
face was red from embarrassment, partying, and also
from excitement.  The only question in my mind was how
much courage she had.
"Yes, you get a birthday spanking", said Gina.  "I'm
your sister, and I say so."
I looked at Cathy, and decided to go for it.  "If you
all are sincere, then Becky, Gina, come take her hands,
and Cathy, step up behind her".  I moved in front of
Deirdre, and she was boxed in as the girls took their
places.  I looked Deirdre in the eye, put a real
serious look on my face, and said, "You have no choice.
You will be over my lap and your bottom will be red
when we finish.  Now agree and submit."  Deirdre gave a
small nod but said nothing.
Still looking her in the eye, I moved my hands down and
unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans.  Standing still, she
made no protest.  I reached behind her and took Cathy's
hand and put them on Deirdre's hips. Next I dropped to
my knees, loosened her shoelaces, and pulled her pants
down to her ankles.
I put my mouth against her cunt, and exhaled warm
breath into it through her panties several times.
Ending there with a kiss, I pressed hard against her
clit.  Deirdre shivered a bit.   Then I went on into
the living room and sat down on the high back chair.
"Here are the rules:  Today Deirdre is 35, and each of
us will give her 8 swats.  The last three swats will be
special ones and will depend on how truthful Deirdre
is.  Before you take your turn at her, you may ask her
questions about some subject, and she will answer.
Satisfy your curiosity about any event that she or you
or you'all were involved in.  Ask her anything you'd
really like to know -- what she did, who she was with,
how far things went.  Decide if she was just bragging
or if she really did what she told you.  Then give her
4 swats. If you don't think she is telling you the
whole truth and nothing but the truth, then make sure
she really feels those four strokes.  Then ask another
question and give your last 4 swats according to her
answer.
"Is everybody OK with this?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, then Becky said "I've
always wanted to know if you really lost your virginity
before I did."  That remark fetched a few giggles.
"And I want to find out how much common experience
we've had in our family" Gina said, grinning
Looking at Deirdre, I said  "The safeword is the
literal word 'safeword'.  We all will respect it,
correct?"  Then I looked in turn at the three girls,
raising my eyebrows to each one..  Each said "Yes."
"Tell me you will accept your birthday spanking,
Deirdre."  She hesitated then weakly nodded.  "'Yes' or
'No', Deirdre."
This time we all heard a very quiet "Yes".
"Come."  I pointed at Deirdre and then pointed at my
lap.  She just stood where she was until I nodded at
girls.  Becky and Gina led her over to stand beside me,
facing my lap.
I took Deirdre's hands, and put the other arm around
her waist.  "Slide her jeans down, Cathy.  Good
spankings need good contact."
Cathy pulled her pants down to her ankles, after which
I pulled Deirdre to bend her down over my knee, and
settled her into my lap.  And, I admit, I also adjusted
myself a bit to press my erection against her waist.
I started stroking and caressing her bottom.  "You have
a very nice ass," I said.  "It's smooth and wide and
round.  Soft, but firm.  Very female, something to be
loved and appreciated."  I caressed her thighs and
slipped my hand between her legs.  "Your legs are
exciting, too.  They make your bottom round and
inviting.  And in the center of everything is your
wonderful womanhood."  When I got to her panties, I
slipped my hand under the elastic band and massaged her
cheeks.
Next I looked at Cathy, who was still holding her feet.
"Jeans and shoes off."  Pulling pant leg, sock, and
shoe together, Cathy freed each foot.
My hand came out of her panties for a moment to spread
her legs a bit for better access.  Sliding it back
inside her waistband I moved it down between her legs
and heisted her bottom up into the air a bit.  I
reached all the way to her mound and played with the
short pubic hair.  "From here, all good things flow."
I stroked two fingers down the two valleys between her
legs and pussy lips.  They seemed very pronounced.
"Your body was made for this, woman!"  I said as I
pressed her lips together and rubbed them in a circle
for a bit.  Deirdre wiggled her bottom, and gave a
sigh.  Butterflies were in her tummy and each movement
of her clit made her insides move a bit and her tummy
tingle more.  Her throat tightened and she her
breathing became shallow.  I let her excitement build,
then withdrew my hand a gently slapped her bottom.
"Lift up" I said, and while her hips were up in the
air, I slid the panties down to her thighs.  Cathy
continued taking them down to her knees while I pushed
Deirdre's tee shirt as high as I could.  When her
panties were all the way off, Deirdre settled back down
on my lap.
I had been holding Deirdre's hand loosely together at
the small of her back.  Needing that hand free, I
hooked a leg over hers then switched.  "Becky, undo the
bra so her breasts hang free" I commanded, and reached
under Deirdre's shoulder to gently lift her front.
She unhooked the bra and slid it with tee shirt to
Deirdre's armpits.  Then she cupped each breast,
lifting them up and settling Deirdre's boobs against
the outside of my leg with tits exposed.  Next Becky
did that trick where you slip the strap over the elbow,
wrist and hand so you can pull the bra out the other
sleeve, threw it on the pile of clothes, and pulled the
shirt down to cover Deirdre's back and keep her warm.
Deirdre's tits with hard when I brushed against them.
It seemed like we may have lost Deirdre's attention to
the pleasurable stimulation she had been enjoying, so I
pinched a nipple hard enough to get a reaction and
bring her focus back to me.
"I'll go first," I said as I switched hands back to
enable the business one for her ass.
"You and Cathy took a trip to California one summer and
lived together with a guy.  You shared him as a lover.
Did you always take turns, or did all of you climb in
bed together for a three-some?"
"I could feel her hesitate, but I couldn't tell if it
was because she was having trouble giving an answer
about her intimate life, or because she was wondering
what Cathy might have told me.  "We were on the same
bed together a couple of times" she allowed.
"Clothes on or off?"
"Sometimes off."
"Did you both work on him at the same time?"  This was
my key question.  Cathy had said they never had sex
with him at the same time, which I found interesting.
"Well, he did get both of us off."  I had a vision of
Deirdre setting on his face and Cathy on his dick, and
both girls hanging onto each other for support as the
moved their bodies toward orgasm.
"I believe you are telling the truth that you had a 3-
way," I said, and then I started in.  I was firm, but
my slap shouldn't have had a real hard sting.  "I'm
sure it was novel and exciting."  I paused a bit, and
did the same on the other cheek.  I liked the sound my
hand made, and I liked the anticipation between smacks.
"I'm sure you were curious about things and probably
wondered about what 3 people together was like," I said
before swap number 3.  "He certainly enjoyed 4 hands
working on him, I bet."  After the 4th, I do believe
there might have been a slight pink tinge.
"Second question.  Did you make love to Cathy, and/or
did Cathy make love to you?"
"No, we didn't go down on each other" Deirdre answered.
That was also interesting.  Cathy had told me that she
and Deirdre has experimented with girl-girl sex, but
she didn't say when.  And I bet that guy would have
enjoyed seeing them work on each other, just as I
would.  But, Deirdre's answer could have meant that
they'd fingered each other as opposed to going down for
oral sex.
I wasn't sure how to call it, but I'm a nice guy.
Thing were going well, and I didn't want to do anything
to cause a derailment.
"I'll go easy on you.  You may not have given me the
full truth, but I'll give you the benefit of the
doubt."  And as I spoke, I ran a finger down and back
up Deirdre's flower, which was definitely in bloom.  I
gave 4 more swats, like the first.
"I wonder if he worked on you both at the same time,
got you both off together."  Swat.  "You probably
enjoyed watching the other go at it with him solo."
Swat.  "I suppose you could have had him work on one of
you while the other worked on him."  Swat.  "He would
have enjoyed watching you work on each other, I'm
sure!"  I gave the last swat and then put my fingers on
the hood of Deirdre's clit.
After a half minute, I said, "We'll go clockwise.
Cathy, you're next."
"Do you know that you married the guy who deflowered
me?"  Without waiting for an answer, Cathy continued.
"I want to know how long it took him before you got
your first orgasm from him."
"Over and hour..." Deirdre replied with a smile.
Becky broke in and drew a laugh.  "I didn't know that
any guy can stay hard for that long!"
"Let me re-phrase the question," Cathy tried again.  "I
didn't enjoy it much the few times we did it.  How many
years of screwing around with him did it take before he
finally figured out how to make you cum?"
"It was maybe a month before the wedding.  I had to get
brave and teach him.  Told him that I'd call off the
wedding if he didn't learn sex was supposed to be a 2-
way thing.  I finally got it through his head that I
could cum really hard too, and that he should try and
make it happen."
"Good for you!  I'm glad he got interested in you, not
your body.  I'll go easy." Cathy said as she moved into
position.
I grabbed Deirdre at the knees and held her tight with
both arms.  Cathy's right hand came down on the far
cheek and she called out "Nine."  Then she used her
other hand on the near cheek and called out "Ten."  In
rhythm, she added "Eleven" and  "Twelve" and then
looked at her handiwork.  Deirdre was pink.
"Now tell me how you taught him, please.  Spare no
details!" came Cathy's voice with all the authority she
could put in it.
Deirdre started, "One time he came at me in his usual
manor, and I tried to keep away.  Then he stopped and
got undressed, and I realized that he planned to be too
busy holding me down when it came time to get his pants
off.
"Now being chased can be nice, but history said he
would be into me before I was really ready for him,
being used by him, not pleasured.  Thinking about that
started to get me pissed off a bit, so I decided that I
wasn't going to let him do it again on his terms.  It
was time to take charge.
"Now his dick was big and hard and hanging out front
like a flagpole.  Or a handle.  It was real obvious, so
I grabbed it and yanked.  He lunged forward, and it
didn't break off, so giving a slight turn I used it to
pull him over to the bed and then pushed him back on
it.  I supposed he liked that, because he was falling
over eager to cooperate."  People laughed.
"I sat down beside him, and then grabbed his balls in
one hand and his cock in the other like I was going to
give him a hand job, and then I started squeezing his
nuts until the smile left his face and he made a grunt.
"'Surprise, lover!' I said, holding firm.  `There're a
couple of things you need to learn before we get
married, and if you don't, then we won't.'  I eased up
and gave him a moment to recover.  His hard-on was
softening up, but I was trying to soften all of him.
"'First, I am not always a toy for you to play with.  I
am a person just like you and I want the respect from
you that is due me as another human being, as well as
the love I deserve as your wife.  Don't think you can
whistle anytime you want and I will just fall on my
back with my legs wide open for you!'
"'Second.  The world is going to stop revolving
exclusively around you, and start including me too.
Sex can be at least as good for me as it is for you,
and YOU are going to make sure that it is.  Every
time.'
"He looked shocked, like it had never occurred to him
before that things should be any different than as they
currently were.  I pulled on his dick and flicked at
his balls with my finger until I saw the reaction in
his face.  Then I started stroking him until her firmed
right up.
`We're going to start now, and you are going to learn a
few things about a girl's body.  Now tell me you will
do as I tell you for the rest of the afternoon, or
else!'  I made a quick squeeze on his nuts to drive
home the point.
"'OK, I'm not dumb and not I'm not stupid.  I'll listen
to you' he said.  `Just don't ever come after my
privates again like that.  Please!'
"So I let go of him, took off my panties and I did a
show and tell.  Got his head between my legs, showed
him my clit, and made him find my g-spot.  I told him
to go slow with the nipples, not reach for the bare
clit first off, that my being wet did not mean that I
was ready".
At first it was a bit embarrassing, but that and the
power trip and his looking and playing really got me
turned on. Finally I had him compare my swollen lips
with `normal' so he could see what I looked like when I
was really showing signs of wanting him.
"Then I sat up a bit, grabbed his ears, and pulled his
head right to my pussy.  `Kiss it' I said, which
shocked him again.  `Yes, put your lips on my clit,
pucker up, and kiss it.'  He gave the lightest touch to
it.  `Again, and harder' I said, and he started to kiss
more firmly.
"Now, rub it with your tongue.'  He started licking me
and I started coached him, .finally ending up with him
sucking well on clit plus two fingers up my twat
rubbing on the magic spot.  After which, I came, and
came, and came.
"I don't know if he'd ever watched a movie where the
girls moaned, but I put on a show for him that would
have been better than anything he could have seen on
film or in his imagination.  Then I let him fuck me,
and had no trouble coming just from him moving inside
me.
"And that's what it took to get through to him.
Certainly the quality of sex improved greatly,
especially since I could nudge his head and he'd go
down on me.  And there seemed to be more romance before
his hands went all over me, and the foreplay went on
longer.
"So to answer the question, Cathy, he's a hell of a lot
better than when he first dated either you or me."
Cathy counted out 4 more swats, and Deirdre held her
legs together and squirmed a bit with each one.  To me,
it felt like she was squirming more to put pressure on
her clit than because the swats stung, because they
didn't look really hard enough.  Cathy moved back to
her post at Deirdre's feet.
I shifted my left hand from around her waist and
reached under her to brush her nipples.  They were long
and hard, and Deirdre moved ever so slightly each time
that I touched them.
"Gina, what royal questions do you have for your
sister?"
"Do you remember cousin Billy?  He was out of high
school when you hit puberty.  And he was a real good
hunk who always paid you real good attention.  I'm sure
that you had a crush on him... am I not right?"
Deirdre responded.  "I remember Billy all right.  He
tried real hard to get his hands into your pants, and
probably did.  Am not I also right?"
"I'm asking the questions here, sister.  Now tell me,
did he get his in yours?"
"No, not really." Deirdre said.  "I did flash him a
bit, and let him catch me undressed coming from the
shower a couple of times.  Just good cock teasing."
And she flashed a grin at Gina.
"Are you sure you never put out for him?"
"Of course not.  He's our cousin!"  Deirdre insisted.
"And, he was way older than me!" she added.
"Is that your final answer?" Gina asked so sweetly.  I
could tell something was coming here, sisters dueling
or sibling rivalry or some history.
"I admit nothing, and I don't think that Billy got past
first base with either one of us."
"Wrong, dear Deirdre. We both let him all the way in.
I know you did, because I made him admit it before I
agreed to go off with him to lover's lane.  He said he
taught you to give him a hell of a blow job."
"Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't have just reported
him for sex with a minor.  But then he gave me my first
orgasm"  Gina added wistfully.  "Probably gave you your
first one too.  I suppose this means I'm going to get
whacked hard, right?"
"You got that right sister.  And I'm going to forgo my
2nd question just so I can put 8 in a row on your
bouncy bottom."  And then Regina did an excellent job
on her sister, who took it well.  It made me wonder if
both of them didn't have some spanko experience, if not
together then certainly apart.
The swats were spaced out, and didn't strictly
alternate between cheeks.  Gina waited until Deirdre
had filled her lungs before connecting so that she
could exhale when the swat landed.  Deirdre moaned with
each one, and I put pressure on her tit in sync with
each blow.  Gina's face showed a half contented smile,
half evil grin as she stepped aside.
Deirdre definitely was Turning on with a capital `T'.
Her body said `sex - sex - sex' and her cunt lips were
red and swollen.  Nodding to Cathy, I whispered "Spread
her".  Cathy knelt between Deirdre's legs and pushed
her knees apart enough so I could see through to the
opening of her wet tunnel of love.  I plunged two
fingers in and started giving her a slow fuck across
her g-spot.
"Becky, sweet Becky, what do you want to know?" I ask
when Deirdre started squeezing back on my fingers and
trying to move against my rhythm.
"When you were in tenth grade, did you really do Tim in
the bathroom after school on Valentines' day?" was
Becky's question.
"Yes, I did exactly what I told you I did.  I took Tim
in there, took off my panties, and hopped up on the
sink.  Tim surprised me by my licking my pussy straight
away, though I was already very wet from thinking about
it all day.  Then he dropped his pants, lifted me up
off the sink a bit, and settled me down on his dick.  A
Smooth Move.  I hung onto his shoulders and helped him
pump me up and down on his cock until he came.  Then
the SOB put me back on the sink, cleaned himself up,
and left without even a kiss."
"And Deirdre, was that your first time, when you truly
lost your virginity?"
"Yes, kid.  Tim took my cherry, not that I could tell
that it was there.  A week before Easter.  I always was
ahead of you, girl."
"I could always tell when you were up to something.
But while you may have been first, I was the always
best.  My first time was certainly more romantic than
yours was!  He had wine and flowers for me and a soft
bed and we took all the time in the world.  It's
quality, my dear, that makes live worth living.
"Now, I am going to do my best to make you pay for
being first, you loose woman!"
I took my fingers out of Deirdre to give Becky a clear
shot.  She counted off four, and they were good ones.
Deirdre raised her hips before each blow, and cried out
with each.
"Final question, Deirdre.  Do you like anal sex?"  I
didn't expect that question, but Becky always liked to
push things when she got the chance.
"Yes," Deirdre moaned.  "Yes, it's like nothing else.
It's incredible if he keeps at it long enough.  And
oh," she moaned again,  "the orgasm is a 3rd kind,
different from either the clit or the g-spot".  So
wonderful if he can last long enough!"
Becky got ready for her last 4 blows, but I waved her
off for the moment.  I spread Deirdre's ass cheeks to
expose her rosebud to full view.  Sticking my finger in
my mouth, I felt a lot of slippery mucus in my saliva.
I loaded as much as I could onto the finger and quickly
touched it to the brown target.  My spit slid off and I
smeared it around the ring before pushing what I could
inside it with my finger tip.  Things were good and wet
and slick as I poked in and out.  Then I started
rotating my finger in a small circle, pulling on the
edge of the ring as I went all around it.
"Yes.  Feels good.  Keep opening me up.  I want it,.
Please.  Get me ready for it.  Stretch me bigger, all
the way..."  Deirdre began to tremble as I worked on
her, stretching the anal ring edge, and slipping
farther and farther in.  I took my hand away for a
moment to load up again, and returned two fingers to
her ass hole.  Deirdre was soaring heaven bound.
After I slid my other hand underneath Deirdre I lifted
against her pubic bone to coax her bottom up into the
air.  I nodded at Becky, who stepped up to finish her
last 4 blows.  She landed each one hard and Deirdre
screamed as they struck.
She seemed oblivious to everything but the sensation at
her bottom.  Each of Becky's swats seemed to spread
from her ass through her whole body, then rebound.
After the scream, she shook and moaned softly until the
next one.
After the 32nd, I pulled out then whispered to Cathy's
ear "something cool and soothing?  To Becky and Gina I
said, "Move the coffee table, please."  When they
finished sliding it from in front of the couch, I said
"Take her to the couch, please, face down."  The girls
help to lift her off my lap and we carried her over to
lie on the cushions.
I stood up and unbuckled my belt.  Sliding it off my
pants, I doubled it up and slapped against my palm for
effect while we waited for Cathy to return from the
bedroom with a couple of bottles.
"Deirdre, you have 3 stokes left," and slapped the belt
in my hand.  "Are you ready?" I ask.
"Do it" is all she said.
"Thirty-three."  I applied a light strap; hard enough
so she would recognize it was my belt, not my hand.
She flinched, probably expecting it to land harder.
Once you get psychology working for you the experience
can get intense without the need for a lot of hard
work.
Her bottom was red, but after a few seconds I couldn't
see any white from the belt.  So I announced "Thirty-
four", and applied the belt again to catch a bit of
both cheeks, this time trying to make it sting a bit.
With the endorphins flowing in Derriere's system I'm
not sure how strong it registered.  The faint imprint
faded quickly.
"Last one, Deirdre.  Are you ready?  Here it comes.
Thirty-five!"  My touch with the belt was a gentle
caress, but she still jumped at the impact.
When she realized the spanking was over, Deirdre
started sobbing hard and murmuring.  "I did it.  I knew
I could take it, and I did."
To deal with her friends being in complete control and
being physically and emotionally exposed, Deirdre had
turned the spanking into a personal endurance test.  I
imagined her in later years smugly telling them, "You
tried, but I persevered.  Your hazing didn't get me.  I
was the victor!"
Cathy opened the bottle and squirted Deirdre's buns
with the cold aloe vera, making her really jump, then
gently spread it to cool her bottom off and reduce any
remaining sting.
I took Deirdre's outside leg and draped it over the
side of the couch with the knee on the ground.  Of
course, this exposed her to the world, and she looked
very inviting.  "Deirdre deserves one hell of an
orgasm, the longest and hardest she can have.  Let's
finish her off.  Regina, go work outside on her pussy.
Becky, go inside her.  Build her slowly while Cathy
gets the lube and toys."
Gina moved to kneel beside Deirdre's knees and reached
up the side of her leg to start rubbing.  Becky knelt
across the calf resting on the floor and moved up that
leg to start finger fucking.  In a minute Cathy was
back with the shoebox we keep in the nightstand beside
the bed.
"Glove up and go to, Cathy.  She said she likes to be
opened up."
I got on the couch and straddled Deirdre's back while
Cathy slipped on a glove then knelt above the leg
dangling on the floor.  I reached back to spread
Deirdre's cheeks and get a good view of what the girls
were all going.  Gina was running the side of her
finger up and down across Deirdre's clit.  Becky now
had two fingers inside her cunt and was slowly moving
them everywhere she could.  Cathy squirted lube over
her gloved fingers and quickly had two fingers up the
shoot.
There is something about females with females.  Becky,
Cathy, and Regina seemed to be reading minds, knowing
where to touch and how fast to go and when to change.
Whimpers, moans and cries followed for a long time
getting louder and louder.  I'd never seen a woman go
on and on like that, up and down then up again even
higher.  At the end, Deirdre was screaming about mother
and dying and deity.
The girls knew when pleasure was ready to become
torture, and let Deirdre down gently.  She seemed so
sensitive that even air blowing on her cunt caused her
body to spasm.  Finally Deirdre was exhausted, drained
of energy except for a whole body twitch every few
seconds.
When the girls started easing off, I went and used the
microwave to warm up some lotion.  When I returned
Deirdre's breathing had calmed down a bit and she
welcomed the lotion over her back and legs.  We joined
together  in an "all hands" massage while Deirdre
regained her strength.
"As you might expect, things were pretty much over.
Cathy, Becky, and Regina dressed Deirdre, and after
hugs and kisses again, they all headed out the door.  I
saw Deirdre get in the back seat and I thought she
might have lain down.  Bottom up, I'm sure.
And of course, Cathy and I left a trail of clothes down
the hall to the bedroom.