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Story title : Andrea and Gillian - Part 4 of 4
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Andrea and Gillian - Part 4 (MFf, Ff, nc, hum, spanking)
By Tafod Arian (aled7@yahoo.com)
This story is dedicated to Melanie - she knows why.
I returned to the valley from Switzerland at about one
o'clock in the morning after having been away for about five
days (See 'Andrea and Gillian Part's 1-3).
The waning moon threw its cold light over the mountains as I
parked my car outside my cottage and stood for a moment
looking down the valley towards the sea. I could see the dim
glow from the lights of Caernarfon on the horizon. The night
was clear and cold and the stars were shining brightly like
jewels. I looked up at Orion and the stars of the hunter's
belt led my eyes down to Sirius, glinting like a sparkling
diamond over the shoulder of the great dark bulk of Pen yr
Oleu Wen.
Although the night was cold I had had a fast drive through
the night from the airport in Manchester in a hot car and I
relished the freshness and chill of the Welsh mountain air.
The night was silent apart from the sound of water tumbling
over the stones as it flowed down the valley from Llyn Ogwen
to the sea.
I looked over the dark valley. There were few trees and the
only movement was from the occasional indistinct white bulk
of a timid but inquisitive sheep nosing around the edge of
the hillside by my fence. I looked at the dark house next
door. It looked completely lifeless and yet I knew better
than anyone what potentialities it held. I had already
experienced some of them and as I now had just one full day
to enjoy myself with my pretty pair of sluts and then after
that one full day's climbing before I had to leave for the
States to attend to unfinished business there (See 'A Week in
London').
On the way to the States I intended to stop in London to tie
up some loose ends there also (See 'Derek and Susan'). I took
a last look around the cold beauty of my native valley and
went into my cottage where, after a hot drink and a shower to
ease the aches of the journey, I fell into a dreamless sleep.
When I awoke it was still almost dark. I arose, showered and
had coffee but no breakfast, that would be provided for me. I
dressed as usual when I had some entertainment in mind,
polo-necked silk shirt and loose trousers with no underwear.
I put on my boots and anorak and, taking a powerful pair of
binoculars, I left the cottage and went for my usual long
morning walk up the shoulder of the mountain taking in the
damp cool freshness of the morning. The sun was rising
although the floor of the valley was in darkness still and
the shafts of early light threw the marble veins on the harsh
upper slopes of Pen yr Oleu Wen into rosy prominence. The air
was filled with the sound of rushing water and the noise of
sheep.
I climbed for about three hundred feet until I was pleasantly
tired and then began to descend. I came to the very special
place in the dry stone wall which had been formed over years
into a kind of a seat - Y Gadair o'r Bardd, the Poet's Seat.
Legend had it that a local bard used to write poetry here
many years ago until one morning just about this time of year
a shepherd found him lifeless in the seat, his pen still in
his hand and his notebook on his knee. I always made a point
of resting in his seat. It gave me a good view of the valley
below, and particularly of the small house next to my
cottage.
Time was getting on and I could now see signs of life. The
curtains were drawn back and I could see glimpses of Andrea
and Gillian as they prepared for the day. I watched them for
a while until the sun rose over the bulk of the mountain
ridge and then I strolled back down the hill enjoying the
fresh morning air and went into my cottage to make some
calls. I finished my business and at about seven thirty I
left my cottage and went to the house next door entering the
kitchen quietly, as usual, without knocking. I stood just
inside the kitchen door. Andrea was standing at the sink with
her back to me and had not heard me. I could hear Gillian
upstairs. I walked quietly over to Andrea as she was washing
up and, putting my arms round her under her armpits I gently
but firmly cupped her breasts. She saw my reflection in the
window, gave a gasp of horror and stood rigid in my arms.
"Hello, Andrea darling," I said quietly, my mouth close to
the soft blonde whispy strands covering her ear, "I'm back
again. Are you pleased to see me?" She did not answer but her
body was tense with anxiety. I laughed softly and began to
fondle the big soft breasts in my cupped hands through the
thin material of her dress and bra. I pressed my prick
against the full globes of her soft arse and began to feel
myself becoming erect. She was standing rigid with fear and I
knew that she was remembering the events of the last
afternoon and evening I had spent in her house before I went
to Switzerland. She was too tense and afraid at the moment to
provide any real sport and I began to wonder if I had her in
such a state that she was so completely cowed that there was
no more real entertainment to be had with her.
Of course I could always continue to entertain myself with
Gillian. Andrea had no real idea of the degradation and shame
that they could both still undergo. She thought that on the
evening before I left for Switzerland she had been as
humiliated in front of her pretty young daughter as was
possible. After all, she had had to submit to watching me
fondling her daughter and to being fucked with her daughter
lying beside us. I could see in her wide eyes the questions,
"How much worse can things really get? When is this man going
to leave me alone?"
The answers were simple. It was going to get an awful lot
worse, much worse than she could never imagine and I would
only leave her alone when the family ceased to amuse me. I
gave her big plump tits a last squeeze and walked over to the
table sitting down on a plain chair and watching her as she
fearfully turned to look at me. She was wearing a short
yellow dress rather low-cut about three inches above her
plump knees and sheer black stockings. I wondered if she had
dared to put on any panties. I already knew from fondling her
tits that she was wearing a flimsy bra. Her tits needed the
support really if the truth be told. Her dress was rather
pretty, the neckline low enough to show her cleavage and thin
enough to show the outline of her plump sexy legs as she
stood backlit by the light from the window. She did not
appear to be wearing a slip and was barefoot. She had put up
her long blonde hair emphasizing the lovely column of her
slender neck.
"Go and put on your shoes," I ordered quietly. She didn't
hesitate but went into the living room and came back almost
immediately in five-inch high stiletto heels on which she
balanced precariously. "In future," I said, "you will wear
those in the house at all times unless I tell you that you
can take them off. If I ever find you without them again I'll
thrash your fat arse. Do you understand?" She nodded
fearfully and stood looking at me. She was trembling gently
and I knew that she was apprehensive about what might happen
when Gillian came downstairs. Just then we heard Gillian on
the stairs and Andrea looked nervously at me.
Gillian came in the door and stopped short when she saw me
sitting at the table. She went rather pale. She was dressed
for school as usual in a in a short pleated gray skirt with
dark tights and a white blouse, unbuttoned at the neck with
just one button unfastened. Her blouse, which was
sufficiently thin for me to see that she was wearing a bra,
the lacy cups of which showed tantalizingly as her young
breasts thrust against the front of the cotton blouse, which
formed part of her school uniform. As usual, her long blonde
hair was caught in a ponytail.
I motioned to Gillian and she crossed the kitchen to stand
beside me as I sat by the table. Looking into her mother's
wide anxious eyes I put my hand on the inside of Gillian's
leg just above the knee and just below the hem of her short
skirt. She was standing with her legs slightly apart so I did
not have to adjust her position. I let Gillian stand with her
legs spread while I ran my hand up the inside of her plump
youthful thigh until my thumb brushed the edge of her
panties, which I could feel through her thin tights. I moved
my hand slightly higher, cupping the warm flesh of her thigh
through the thin nylon of her tights until my knuckle brushed
against the fleshy lips of her cunt, which I could feel
through her thin tights and panties.
I heard her gasp and I began to gently rub my knuckle against
her young cunt, working her up, while I talked to her
horrified young mother who was watching me, yet again,
fondling her virgin daughter and not daring to intervene. I
let her stand for a while watching me feeling her daughter
and knowing that she was getting more and more anxious.
Finally, still with my hand up Gillian's skirt I pulled her
down on to my knee and cupped her hot young cunt in my hand.
Mother and daughter's eyes met and Gillian gave a deep gasp.
I began to more firmly feel the teenager's cunt through her
underwear as I looked at her mother.
"Are you wearing panties, Andrea?" I asked casually. If
possible she went even paler as she nodded. "That is a very
big mistake as you will shortly discover," I said, "I thought
that you would have learned your lesson from last time but
you just don't seem to learn, do you?" She looked down at the
floor in front of her and stood twisting her hands together
with anxiety.
"I wonder if I should thrash your fat arse again," I mused,
looking at her shaking figure.
"Oh God!, please don't," she whispered. I just sat with her
daughter on my lap casually feeling the teenager's hot young
cunt while the anxious humiliated mother watched helplessly.
I slipped my hand from under Gillian's skirt, slid it into
the opening of her blouse and began to fondle her springy
young tit through her thin bra.
"Take off your panties, Andrea," I said quietly. Her daughter
and I watched her trying to balance on the ridiculously high
heels as she slipped the sheer panties down her nylon-
sheathed legs and held them out to me. I ignored her. I slid
Gillian to her feet and said to her, "Open my trousers and
give me a nice wank Gillian darling."
She looked at her mother still forlornly holding out the
handful of delicate lacy nylon and turned back to me. Her
soft hand slid into my groin and she gently and carefully
pulled my zip down, freeing my semi-erect prick. I nodded to
her and she grasped it in her hand and began to wank me with
the instinctive skill that she had shown last time. I put my
hand on the teenager's blonde head and gently pushed her down
so that she was kneeling beside me as she continued her slow
delicious wank. I spread my thighs and motioned to the floor
between them.
"Kneel down between my legs, Andrea," I ordered, "and suck me
off." It was a measure of my control over the plump blonde
that she did not hesitate. Maneuvering herself on her high
heels, she carefully knelt down between my thighs. "Keep your
hands by your sides," I said, "Now, Gillian, feed my prick
into your mother's mouth and wank me as she sucks me off." I
felt Andrea's cool breath as she blew gently on the head of
my prick.
She was clearly trying to remember what I had told her to do
last time. Then she opened her red lips and moved her head
forward so that her daughter could feed my stiff prick into
her hot wet mouth. I felt the head of my stiff knob enveloped
in the soft warmth of her mouth and keeping her wide blue
eyes fixed on mine she began to rhythmically suck me off as
her daughter wanked me into her mouth. I looked down at the
two sexy blondes working on my prick and smiled with
satisfaction. I gently put my hand on Andrea's bobbing blonde
head and pressed slightly and she immediately got the
message, beginning to take more of my prick into her mouth
with each stroke.
Gillian instinctively began to wank me harder and I made no
attempt to delay my ejaculation. Quite suddenly I felt a wave
of warmth begin in my balls and pass up my back and down my
legs.
Simultaneously my prick spasmed and I filled Andrea's mouth
and throat with jet after jet of hot cum. She knew better
than not to swallow it all and she kept her mouth on my prick
with her wide eyes fixed on mine until the storm of my
ejaculation was over. I nodded to her and she let my
softening prick slip from between her red lips. As it did so
a thin stream of white cum ran from the corner of her mouth.
Incongruously, she was still holding her panties which she
unconsciously used to clean herself up. I let her get up and
go and clean her teeth.
Gillian was still kneeling beside me holding my softening
prick. I took a firm grip on her girlish tit. She gasped but
I didn't let go and I lifted her from her knees to her feet
by the tit while she gasped with pain. Still holding her tit
I stood up, pilled her to me and gave a long deep slow
luxurious exploring kiss. I was still kissing her and
squeezing her tit when her mother came back into the kitchen
. She stopped just inside the door and stood watching us. I
finished kissing Gillian and released her, sitting down
again. I looked at the two women.
"Gillian, make me some coffee and then it will be time for
you to go to school." She hastened to obey me as I looked at
her mother. "Well, Andrea," I said, "you have been a bad girl
again haven't you? You knew that you were not supposed to
wear panties if there was any chance that I would come round
and I find that you have disobeyed me. Don't you think hat
you deserve a thrashing?"
"God! No, please," she whispered, her face going even paler.
I knew that she was remembering the severe thrashing she had
had a week ago. I would not be surprised if her arse were
still marked and sore.
"Well, would you like a different punishment?" I asked.
"Yes, yes," she said, "anything else please, just don't hit
me on my bottom again, I couldn't stand it." I thought for a
moment as Gillian brought me my coffee. To entertain myself
while I talked to the mother I pulled her daughter on to my
knee and slipped my hand inside her blouse and fondled her
tit through her bra. I had decided what to do.
"Strip to your stockings and suspender belt, Andrea," I
ordered. The now completely compliant blonde slipped her
dress off and put it on a chair then she unsnapped her bra
and stood before us virtually naked. I looked at her
leisurely as I continued to feel her pretty daughter. She was
an incredibly erotic sight as she stood balanced on her high
heels naked in front of us apart from a lacy black suspender
belt supporting sheer black stockings. Her plump breasts
were, perhaps, beginning to sag a little but she was no less
attractive for that. I looked at her cunt. I could see the
virtually closed groove surmounted by soft fleecy blond pubic
hair covering her prominent pubic mound.
"Right Andrea," I said, "this is your punishment. You will
stay dressed exactly as you are for the rest of the day. Keep
your shoes on and don't put anything else on. In addition, by
the time I come tonight you are to have shaved your cunt
completely. I want to see it as bare as a baby's and if it
isn't you will get a sound thrashing." She looked absolutely
appalled. I let her stand there and think about it as I
continued to feel her daughter. I tilted Gillian's face
towards me and began to deeply kiss her again as I played
with her springy teenage tit. After a while I took my lips
from her daughter's and looked at Andrea.
"I'll stay naked," she promised, "but please don't make me
shave myself. It is just too, too humiliating."
"Just do it!" I said simply. She looked crushed and nodded
compliantly. "What are your plans for this evening Gillian?"
I asked. She looked at her mother.
"I was going to go to the Youth Club and I'd be back about
eight thirty," she said in her high girlish treble.
"That's fine," I said, "I am going climbing this afternoon
and then your mother is going to make me dinner, aren't you
Andrea?" The naked blonde nodded. "When you come home from
the Youth Club Gillian, I'll be in the bedroom fucking your
mother. Get changed into the nice nightdress that you were
wearing last week and come in and join us. Do you
understand?" The teenager nodded and just then we heard the
sound of the school bus drawing up outside the small house. I
gave her tit a last squeeze and pushed her to her feet. "Off
you go," I said, "I'll see you tonight." She went out, giving
her naked mother an unreadable look as they passed.
I finished my coffee and looked at Andrea. She looked back at
me uncertain of my mood or what I was going to do next. She
certainly had an idea what I was capable of!
"Go and stand by the sink looking out of the window with your
back to me," I ordered. The naked blonde tottered across the
kitchen on her high heels and stood as I commanded. I moved
behind her and ran my hand over her arse. She shuddered and I
gave her arse-cheek a shark slap. The sound echoed like a
pistol shot through the small kitchen. She gave a gasp and
jumped and I saw the creases in her flesh as she reflexly
clenched her buttocks. The red mark of my hand stood out
plainly against her white skin. To amuse myself I began to
fairly gently but firmly spank her, first on one cheek and
then on the other, gradually reddening them. She gasped with
each slap and began to gently sob although I knew that it was
mainly from the fear of what might happen rather than from
any real pain. She clearly remembered the thrashing that I
had given her last week very vividly. I was only really
amusing myself but the spanking served the purpose of getting
me hard again.
"Reach behind you and toss me off, Andrea," I said. She
hurried to do as I commanded and I enjoyed her practiced hand
as she wanked me. She was really very good at it. "I feel
like a nice fuck before I go out," I said, "put your hands on
the side of the sink and bend over, spreading your thighs."
The naked blonde arranged herself into the humiliating
position that I had specified and I reached between her
spread thighs and felt her cunt. In spite of herself she had
been turned on by some of the things that had happened. I
suspected that it may have even been the spanking once she
realized that it was not really going to hurt. I began to
feel her moist cunt gradually become wetter under my fingers
as she wanked me.
"Right, Andrea," I said deliberately harshly, "stick your fat
arse out." I felt the plump cheeks of her bottom against my
stomach and I bent my knees slightly and guided my stiff
prick straight up her moist cunt until, with one movement, I
was buried in her to the balls. "Keep hold of the edge of the
sink and move with me," I ordered as I began to slowly fuck
her. I reached round under her armpits and began to fairly
roughly squeeze and fondle her plump swinging tits. I gently
tortured the nipples to bullet-hardness between my thumbs and
forefingers. I held her by the tits pulling her back against
me as I began to fuck her harder. I heard her gasping
breathing becoming deeper and more ragged and, despite
herself, she was now moving more rhythmically with me as I
directed her by pressure on her tits.
Again I did not try to prolong things as I had plenty to do
that day. I felt the ejaculation start and I shot spurt after
spurt of hot cum up into Andrea's womb. I heard her gasp as
she came in spite of her anxiety. It was not a powerful
orgasm but I had felt the velvet wave of her climax as the
walls of her cunt gripped my prick. I gave her tits a last
rough squeeze and withdrew from the shaking blonde. The smell
of sex mingled with female sweat filled the kitchen. As she
held herself up against the sink I could see rivers of white
cum running down her inner thighs to her stocking tops. I
zipped up my trousers and looked at her.
"You can have a bath but be sure to dress exactly as I have
told you. I shall be out climbing today but I'll be here for
dinner about five thirty," I said, "then we will have a
couple of hours until Gillian comes home. See that you have
done everything I told you and that you have a nice dinner
ready or you will be really sorry." I zipped my trousers,
looked once at the trembling naked blonde I had just fucked
and left her kitchen to return to my cottage to prepare for a
day on the hills.
I put on my mountain gear and boots. I did not need my ropes
as I intended to free-climb. I wanted to check out a climb
that I thought that Julia (see 'A Week in London') would be
able to cope with when I next brought her to Wales. I packed
a light lunch in a small rucksack and drove to the cottage at
the head of the pass which was the traditional collecting
point for climbers. As it was quite late now not many people
were about, most having already left for the hills. I climbed
over the stile and quickly walked the two miles along the
rough track into Cwm Idwal.
I passed round the east end of Llyn Idwal and followed the
steep path along the side of the lake to the granite mass of
the Idwal slabs on the sheer north face of the Glyder ridge.
The rocks towered over me and some climbers were already on
the face. Luckily no one was on the route that I intended to
lead Julia up in the near future. It was a fairly simple
'beginners' climb and I went up without difficulty, free
climbing for three hundred feet before I got to the top of
the great slab. Normally I would have abseiled down but I had
something much more interesting in mind today.
I climbed another hundred and fifty feet up the steep rock-
strewn slope until it suddenly leveled out into a small deep
narrow dark mysterious cwm. This was the Nameless Cwm. Very
few climbers ever came here. I sat in the mouth of the
Nameless Cwm and had a light lunch looking about five hundred
feet down into the somber depths of Cwm Idwal with it's dark
brooding lake. Finishing my lunch, I packed my rucksack and
went up the narrow funnel of the cwm to the great rock wall
of the Glyder North Face at the end. From here it was a steep
but not difficult climb of two hundred feet, which bought me
to the crest of the Glyder ridge close to the shattered rocks
of Castell y Gwynt, The Castle of the Winds. I thought that
Julia would be able to manage this. I turned west and scaled
the summit of Glyder Fawr before going down the steep north
ridge to the top of the great crack of the Devil's Kitchen. I
went down the Kitchen back into Cwm Idwal and back to the
climber's cottage and my car. The whole climb had lasted five
hours. I would allow seven for Julia and it would take the
whole day. I was very satisfied with the plan.
It was now about two-thirty and I drove down the pass past my
cottage and Andrea's small house into Caernarfon to see to a
few business matters, returning at about five o'clock. I had
about three and a half hours to amuse myself with Andrea
before Gillian came home. I showered and changed into my
usual uniform of loose trousers with no underwear and a silk
polo-necked sweater. I wore loose sandals with no socks.
I went next door and quietly entered the kitchen. Andrea had
taken a lot of trouble with the dinner. The table was nicely
laid and there was a bottle of white wine cooling in a wine-
chiller. I could smell the aroma of salmon steaks gently
grilling and she had made a crisp green salad. All-in-all a
splendid nourishing light dinner which would leave me in good
form for the evening's entertainment. I looked at Andrea. She
was dressed as I had left her earlier in the day, in a lacy
black suspender belt supporting sheer black silk stockings
and balanced precariously on five-inch stiletto heels. The
high heels had the effect of making her arse stick out rather
deliciously.
Spread your thighs, Andrea," I ordered, and as she did so the
plump lips of her shaved cunt were thrown into sharp relief.
As she parted her thighs the groove of her cunt opened
slightly and the pink inner lips were evident. I looked at
the anxious blonde.
"Because you were a bad girl earlier today," I said
conversationally, "you are not getting any dinner. It will be
your job to serve me and to entertain me while I eat. Do you
understand?" She nodded quickly. She quickly served me my
dinner and poured my wine. I pointed to the floor. "Get down
in the position I showed you," I ordered. Andrea went down on
her knees, put her hands behind her back and, with her head
held erect on her long slender lovely neck, looked into my
eyes. In this position her prominent breasts stuck out
beautifully and as she separated her plump thighs widely the
groove of her naked cunt gaped open, displaying the inner
lips and the hard little button of her clitoris protruding
slightly at the top of the crack. I sat and enjoyed my dinner
as I watched her.
"Now, Andrea," I said to the totally submissive blonde, "I
want you to play with yourself until you come. If you have
not come by the time I have finished my dinner and my wine, I
will take my belt to your fat arse. Now, get on with it." She
looked at me wordlessly and one hand went to the open crack
of her cunt and the other began to fondle a bare erect
nipple. She began to play with her cunt, slipping first one
finger and then two inside herself and running her fingers
repeatedly gently but insistently from the soft smooth skin
of her perineum at the back of the crack of her cunt along
the groove of her cuntal opening riding gently on the soft
inner lips until she flicked the hard bud of her pouting
clitoris. Each time she did this she gave a small gasp and I
saw her grip her nipple between thumb and forefinger.
She began to lose control of her breathing and her head began
to move rhythmically in time with her sawing finger. Her hair
swung forward like a curtain, moving as she swung her head
from side to side, lost in the sensation, She was a stunning
site. A totally submissive blonde who had completely lost
control of herself, at my feet with her thighs spread
masturbating frantically. She came with a gasp and a shudder
that racked her whole body. I could see the sheen of
perspiration on her shoulders and forehead. She knelt before
me panting, trying to bring her breathing under control. I
finished my dinner and looked down at her.
I stood up and walked over to the kneeling blonde and reached
down and grasped her prominent erect nipple between
forefinger and thumb. I raised her to her feet by pulling
upwards on her nipple. She gasped a little and struggled to
her feet to try to relieve the tension I was putting on her
breast. There was just under an hour until Gillian came home,
just enough time for what I had in mind. I led the frightened
blonde upstairs by the breast, drawing her after me like a
bitch on a lead. She was stumbling a little as she tried to
keep up with me balanced on her high heels.
When we reached the bedroom I stood beside the bed and looked
at Andrea. She looked back at me and then dropped her eyes, a
gentle trembling of her whole body making her plump tits
quiver deliciously.
"Undress me," I said quietly. Andrea pulled my sweater over
my head as gently as she dared and then unfastened my
trousers and drew them slowly down my legs, gasping as my
half-erect prick became visible. I stepped out of my trousers
and lay on the clean neat bed. I patted the bedclothes and
Andrea lay down alongside me.
"Would you like to know what is going to happen tonight,
Andrea?" I asked her. Her big blue eyes filled with tears.
"Please don't hurt us," she begged. I laughed and nodded
downwards. The compliant blonde immediately took hold of my
thick shaft and began to toss me off. I could forgive her a
lot because she really was an expert wanker. I drew her
towards me and began to kiss her, enjoying the clean softness
of her mouth. As she lay in my arms wanking me and submitting
to my caresses I slid my hand between her thighs on to her
bare cunt and began to work her up a little.
She gasped as I fondled her cunt and gasped even more loudly
when I slipped a finger inside and began to gently finger-
fuck her, flicking the hard bud of her clitoris from time to
time. Having moistened my finger in her cunt I gently slid it
back along her soft perineum straight up her clinging
arsehole. She gasped. I held her in my arms and carried on
kissing her as I thoroughly finger-fucked her moist clinging
arse. She blushed deeply as she clearly felt that this was a
very shameful thing that I was doing to her. I carried on
playing with the body of my submissive partner and enjoying
her wanking me until we heard the kitchen door open
downstairs.
We heard Gillian go to her bedroom and I knew that she would
be too afraid not to carry out my orders exactly. I put my
mouth to Andrea's ear and whispered, "I told Gillian that I
would be fucking you when she came in. When she knocks at the
door you can tell her to come in." I took my finger from
Andrea's arse and lifted her thigh so that it was over mine,
then pulling her towards me, I slid my stiff eight inches up
her in one smooth movement until I was buried in her to the
balls. I slid my moist finger back up her greasy tight little
bottom. She bit her bottom lip and gasped, still blushing
from my fingering of her bottom as I began to gently fuck
her. It was clear that when I was gentle with her, in spite
of her uncertainty and anxiety, Andrea enjoyed sex. She
almost immediately began to move with me in the rhythm of a
deep slow satisfying fuck.
"Do you like this, darling?" I whispered into her ear. Her
cheeks flamed as she confessed, "I like it when you are being
nice to me, but you can be so cruel. I am frightened about
what you are going to do to Gillian." I laughed softly and
kissed her ear. I slipped my finger from her arsehole and put
my hands round her clasping her rounded buttocks in my hands
and pulling her hard on to my prick. Just then we heard a
gentle knock at the door. I looked significantly at Andrea.
"Come in, darling," she called hesitantly. I pulled her
closer and began to kiss her as I pulled her on to my stiff
prick, which was buried deep in her sexy belly. I looked over
the body of the young mother that I was busy fucking to her
shy daughter standing just inside the bedroom door watching
in fascination.
I began to fuck Andrea with more purpose making sure that my
prick rubbed her hard little clitoris at each stroke. She
began, in spite of the presence of her wondering watching
daughter, to move with more purpose in my arms. I heard the
gasping of her breath becoming mixed with little squeals on
each exhalation of air. I felt the muscles of her velvet cunt
becoming more moist and clinging and I could sense the waves
of orgasm as they passed through her body. She came on my
thick stiff prick with a final squeal and a gasp and lay
trembling and sweating in my arms. I had not come as I was
saving myself for later!
I looked across at Gillian. She had followed my instructions
exactly. She had left her blonde hair loose and flowing was
wearing the same sheer black nylon nightdress, which she had
worn last time I saw her ready for bed. It reached the level
of her hips an the close-fitting bosom clung tightly to her
proud firm young breasts. The neckline was very low and
showed the start of her cleavage. The nightdress was very
simple with no lace or other decoration but it was stunningly
effective on Gillian's firm young body. The glamorous
nightgown was complemented by a pair of very tight high-cut
panties, which outlined and clearly defined the firm plump
lips of her young cunt. I could even see the soft fleece on
her pubic mound through the thin material. I remembered the
delightful view from the last time I had seen her so attired.
I lay stuck hard up the cunt of her gasping mother as I
smiled across at Gillian.
"I have just fucked your beautiful mother, Gillian," I said,
"would you like me to do the same for you?" Andrea gasped and
I felt the velvet walls of her yielding cunt grasp at my
softening prick.
"You mustn't!" she whispered in horror. I withdrew from the
sweating Andrea and lay on my back with a small pillow tucked
under my arse.
"Clean up my prick and balls with your sexy little tongue," I
said to the trembling blonde in my arms, " and then give my
arsehole a nice licking so that it is really clean." She
blushed to the roots of her soft wavy hair.
"You couldn't be so wicked as to make me do that in front of
my daughter," she gasped. I laughed and put my hand on her
blonde head moving her slowly but firmly down my body.
"Just get on with it before I decide to spank you again," I
said quietly. Andrea reluctantly moved her blonde head
between my legs and I felt her reluctant breath on my balls
as the young mother began to delicately lick my prick and
balls with her moist pink little tongue. I put my hand on her
blonde head and moved her firmly against me. She got the
message and began to kick my balls with more purpose, passing
backwards with her tongue until she was licking around the
rim of my arsehole. Her daughter was watching in amazement. I
held out my hand and then patted the bed beside me. The sexy
young teenager reluctantly crossed the room towards me and
lay down with my arm around her.
I put my arm round her straight under her armpit relishing
the smoothness of her skin and the delicate feel of her fine
underarm hair on my forearm as I began to feel her soft
springy teenage tit. I tilted her head towards me and began
to kiss her gently but deeply exploring her cool fresh young
mouth. Her mother's mouth and lips were exciting sensations
in my prick and balls.
I took my lips from those of the teenager and said quietly to
her mother,
"Start sucking me off Andrea, get me ready to fuck your
daughter." Mother and daughter both gasped but Andrea
obediently took my prick in her soft hand and fed it between
her red lips. She began to wank me into her mouth, sucking me
off expertly as I went back to feeling her teenage daughter
and exploring her young mouth. My prick was as hard as an
iron rod now. Gillian was lying in my arms submitting to my
kisses and to being felt. I gently moved her so that she was
lying on her back.
"Take your panties off and spread your legs, Gillian
darling," I said, taking my lips from hers The frightened
teenager mutely complied and I put my hand between her plump
thighs and began to feel her sexy young cunt. In spite of her
fear she began to get moist and I began to gently finger-fuck
her using just the tips of two fingers. Her cunt began to get
very moist indeed and she began to pant raggedly. She was a
very excitable young girl! I wound my fingers in her
mother's soft blonde hair and gently moved her mouth from my
prick, which she still held in her hot hand arranging her so
that she was lying beside us. I moved down the bed until I
was between her plump childish thighs and Gillian looked down
at me with anxiety. Her mother was gasping with horror as she
watched me feeling her daughter's cunt but she continued to
wank me. "Now, Andrea," I said, "You are going to help me
give your daughter her first fuck".
"Please don't make me do this" she begged. I just looked at
her and she paled and gave a soft sob as her hand fell from
my stiff prick. "Take my prick in your hand, Andrea," I
ordered, "and bring it to Gillian's cunt. Open the lips of
her hairy little cunt with your other hand so that you can
put my prick in her." The mother was now so frightened that
she was completely submissive and under my control and
clearly would do anything that I ordered her to. She
hesitatingly put one hand on her daughter' cunt and began to
spread the outer lips. Gillian bit her lips and gasped loudly
as her mother grasped my stiff prick and slowly pushed the
head between her outer lips. Gillian gave a loud gasp and
screwed her eyes up.
"Open your eyes and look at me," I snapped. She opened her
blue eyes and fixed them on mine. I slowly began to push my
prick into her tight cunt. She gasped and shuddered but kept
her eyes on mine. It was hard going. I don't think that a
prick the size of mine would have gone into her tight little
channel without tearing her if I hadn't stretched and
moistened her with a decent finger-fuck so recently. I was
now about an inch up her and I stopped pushing and started to
very gently fuck her fresh young cunt with the end of my
tool. It felt great and her channel was slowly becoming more
relaxed in spite of her terror.
"Do you like that Gillian?" I asked. She shook her head in
mute fear. Her face was red with shame and she was trembling.
I pressed a little harder and slid a little further in.
Suddenly I felt resistance. I was in about two inches and was
at her hymen. She flinched and I knew that she had felt it
too. I withdrew again and started gently fucking her so that
the end of my prick was touching and stretching her hymen
with each stroke. I knew that her cunt was becoming more
stretched by each stroke of my prick. I looked at her
horrified mother.
"While I am fucking your daughter Andrea," I said, "you can
be feeling my balls and I'd like a nice kiss." The sexy
blonde mother immediately began to caress by hairy balls and
offered her lips. With my stiff prick partly up her teenage
daughter I began to slowly and deeply kiss the young mother
as she was feeling my balls.
Gillian was so tight and hot inside that I was already
beginning to feel a tingle in my balls and I knew that this
might not last very long. While continuing to kiss her sexy
mother, I pushed forward once more sliding in and continuing
to meet resistance at around two inches deep. I pushed a
little harder against her tight virginal barrier. The feeling
was so intense for me that I couldn't think of anything but
how great it would feel to be all the way inside of her. I
pushed Gillian's legs down flat against the bed and climbed
between her thighs in a traditional missionary position
moving her mother with me so that I could continue kissing
her.
My hard stiff prick was still nibbling at her maidenhead,
slowly forcing an opening. Her whole body squirmed and
trembled, as my invading organ kept pushing and pushing. And
then, with one hard shove I penetrated her more deeply. She
gave a sharp yelp and her eyes widened as she desperately
tried to throw me off but I just pushed her back into the bed
and thrust harder. I forced my way deeper inside her
squirming hips, pushing past her torn and ruined hymen. She
gasped loudly as I drove my prick harder up her. With my left
hand I seized her by the hair tightly twisting her soft loose
hair in my hand, now wet with the sweat of fear, to keep her
still, my weight pressing down on her. With the other hand I
began to firmly fondle her right tit as I continued to kiss
her gasping, horrified mother. I decided that I needed to
concentrate on Gillian and I took my lips from Andrea's and
looked deeply into Gillian's clouded frightened eyes.
"Carry on feeling my balls while I finish fucking your
daughter," I ordered the young mother who submissively
complied.
Despite her fear and pain, Gillian's nipple was erect under
my fingers as I felt her through the thin material of her
nightdress. Inch by inch I forced my way into her no-longer
virgin body, gradually impaling her on my stiff prick. She
struggled as I slowly entered her. In a couple more seconds
my cock had completely disappeared between her plump childish
thighs up to my balls. She was tight, but still I was able to
get the whole thing in. I now had the beautiful teenager,
lying flat on her back, her thighs splayed wide apart,
impaled on my large cock as her cowed young mother fondled my
big hairy balls as they lay against her daughter's violated
young cunt. Although Gillian was so tight I could move in
her.
I began to slowly fuck her, moving my prick out about four
inches and pressing hard into her until the end of my prick
rubbed against her cervix. She was sobbing and her whole body
was shaking. I could smell the terrified girl-smell of a
deflowered virgin coming off her heated body. The smell of
the sweat from her armpits was strong in my nose and the
whole room seemed to be filled with the scent of cunt.
I carried on fucking her, slowly lengthening my stroke until
she was getting six inches and at the end of each push I
could feel her cervix rubbing my knob-head. I began to fuck
her a little harder, but still just using about six inches.
She gasped and her hips began to move. I pulled my prick
right back so that the tip was just inside her outer lips. I
looked down and saw my prick and the bedspread stained with
her virgin blood. I rammed my prick deep in her to her cervix
and felt my balls nestle against her soft arse. Her hips
jerked spasmodically.
I began to fuck her harder, pressing her arse deeper into the
bed and giving her a full eight inches. Her eyes were screwed
up and she was biting her lip. I kept pressing deeper and
deeper, my knob head brushing her cervix with each stroke.
She was sobbing convulsively. I could feel the pressure
beginning to build up in my balls and my knob hardened even
more as the spasm began. I withdrew to the opening of her
violated young cunt and, and with the spurts of cum with
beginning to flood her from my rigid tool I pushed my prick
deep up her and spewed my potent sperm against her cervix and
straight into her womb. I lay on her with my prick buried to
the balls in her and I could feel her horrified gasping
breathing. Her damp hair was soft on my cheek and the smell
of girl-sweat from her armpits and forehead was stronger.
"Just lie quiet for a while, Gillian darling" I said feeling
my prick becoming softer in her cunt. "Now," I whispered
into her ear, "give me a nice kiss". She shuddered and her
whole body began to tremble. After one or two wordless noises
she licked her smeared lips and offered them to mine. I began
a slow luxurious deep kiss lying on the fucked teenager with
one hand buried in her hair and the other squeezing her plump
tit, the nipple of which I could feel hard and erect against
my palm and my softening prick deeply buried in her violated
cunt. I just let her lie there and took my time exploring her
mouth and fondling her springy tit. I could feel her sweaty
thighs splayed under me sticking to mine as I moved slightly
relishing the feeling of her mother's cool hand on my balls.
With the sensations of her girlish mouth and her mother's
cool fondling of my balls it was not long before I could feel
my prick hardening in her cunt so I began to move slowly in
her, just an inch or so. She was moist and easy now as her
cunt was lubricated by my cum.
"No, please," she whimpered, "not again". I smiled and moved
my right hand under her thigh so that I approached her arse.
Looking into her shocked eyes I pushed the middle finger of
my right hand straight into her still virgin hole. She gasped
loudly. I pushed my finger deep up her hole and started to
finger fuck her arse deeply and slowly while my prick gently
fucked deep into her cunt.
She gave a loud sob and blushed with shame. I began to fuck
her cunt more deeply, giving her all eight inches and pushing
my prick into her to the balls, feeling her cervix caressing
the end of my knob. I continued finger-fucking her arse hole
as deeply as I could and I could feel the sweat and mucus
from her fevered hole lubricating my invading hand and her
girlish buttocks clenched against my fingers.
The fingers of my left hand were still twisted in her hair.
She looked into my eyes and with my hand buried in her arse I
increased the depth and force of the movement of my prick. I
continued to give her the full eight inches deep into her
cunt so that my balls slammed against her arse as the end of
my knob battered her cervix. I could feel the slime and blood
around my prick and her cunt felt looser as her knees splayed
helplessly. I looked down at her and her plump tits were
bouncing on her chest with each thrust. She sobbed
helplessly.
She was so tense and afraid that I knew that she would not be
able to come so I didn't wait for her. I kept on fucking her
hard with my hand up her arse until I began to feel the
familiar tingle in my balls and the increasing tension in my
prick. I leaned down and pressed my lips against her
reluctant little mouth, which I immediately invaded with my
tongue. I gave her a rough kiss as, with my finger deep up
her arse, I began to flood her womb with another lot of hot
cum. She sobbed helplessly against my mouth and I lay on her
with my finger deeply buried up her arse while I sucked on
her tongue and let the remains of my ejaculation flow into
her receptive womb. I just lay there, sucking on her tongue,
enjoying the smell of her sweat, while I got my breath back
and let the remainder of my cum leak into her cunt. I could
feel my prick becoming softer and I knew that I would need a
rest.
I reached down and gently moved Andrea's finger from my balls
and rolled off her daughter who lay too shocked to move, her
thighs lying splayed wide apart. I was lying with Gillian
between her mother and me. Andrea looked fearfully at me
across her daughter's exhausted sweaty young body. The smell
of cum filled the room and it was trickling from Gillian's
opened young cunt on to the sheets. I looked back at her.
"Gillian must be very uncomfortable Andrea," I said,
"wouldn't it be thoughtful if you went down and cleaned up
her cunt with your hot little tongue." She looked at me in
horror.
"Please," she begged, " I just can't. I couldn't do that to
my own daughter.
Please don't make me."
"Oh, I think you can, Andrea," I smiled cruelly, "let me put
it this way. If you are not down licking Gillian's cunt in
ten seconds I'll thrash your fat bottom with my belt and then
I'll do the same to her." The blonde quickly moved down the
bed and positioned herself between her daughter's spread
thighs. She was too frightened to resist and without further
hesitation put her soft red lips to her daughter's wet cunt.
She began to lick all round Gillian's cunt as I lay and
watched her.
I began to feel Gillian's tits through the thin nightdress
now wet with her perspiration and I could feel her firm young
bosom begin to heave against my hand as her fevered body
began to respond involuntarily to her mother's reluctant
caresses. I heard her breathing becoming more ragged as her
mother worked her up and, despite herself Andrea was
beginning to pant with the forbidden guilty excitement of
sucking off her own daughter. I felt a shudder go through
Gillian's body as she came. I was still recovering from my
exertions with Gillian and I decided that a little tableau
would be just what I needed. I looked down at Andrea.
"Leave Gillian lying on her back, Andrea," I ordered, "and
come up here." With some relief Andrea took her lips from her
daughter's wet excited cunt and moved up the bed. Gillian was
lying on her back with her relaxed thighs splayed apart.
"Pull your heels up to your arse and spread your thighs,
Gillian," I commanded, and her thighs obediently spread
showing me the pink slit of her wet cunt. "Now, Andrea," I
said, "kneel, facing her feet, with your thighs on either
side of your daughter's head." She looked at me in horror,
knowing what I had in mind but too afraid of me to resist.
"All right, Andrea," I said, "I want you to bend forward
until your head is between Gillian's thighs and I want you to
kiss and suck her cunt." The young blonde looked at me in
horror.
"I couldn't do that to my own daughter," she whispered,
"that's so dirty and depraved." I just laughed and putting my
hand on the back of her head I wound my fingers in her soft
blonde her. With gentle pressure I moved her down so that her
face was between Gillian's splayed thighs very close to her
cunt.
"If you don't want your arse thoroughly thrashed Andrea, then
get on with it," I ordered. Still nothing seemed to be
happening so I gave the white firm buttock a sharp slap. The
sound echoed through the room and the outline of my palm and
fingers became evident on the smooth white skin of her
buttock. Andrea gasped loudly with shock and pain and her
mouth went straight on to Gillian's exposed and gaping cunt.
She began to kiss and lick it obviously terrified of another
slap. I let her get on with it for a while and then said
quietly into her ear, "Now start sucking her cunt. Stick your
tongue as far inside her as you can and keep licking and
sucking or I will slap you again." The frightened mother
hastened to comply with my orders and she was very quickly
sucking and tonguing her daughter's wet cunt. Gillian's hips
were writhing and her heels were pressing into the bed as the
sensations spread from her excited cunt through her hot young
body. I whispered again into Andrea's ear, "Now, relax your
thighs and drop your cunt so that it is on Gillian's mouth."
Again the blonde immediately complied, not ceasing in her
attentions to her daughter's hot hole. I moved up and
whispered into Gillian's ear, "You can feel what your mother
is doing to you, now do the same to her." Gillian immediately
put her mouth to her mother's cunt and began to kiss and lick
the wet open slit. "Start sucking her cunt, Gillian," I
ordered, "stick your tongue as far inside her as you can and
keep licking and sucking until I tell you to stop."
I lay back on the bed watching with satisfaction as the
pretty mother and daughter sucked each other off. Gillian
came first, closely followed by Andrea. They rested for a
moment, not daring to separate and then began to tongue one
another again. Soon they were sucking one another off
furiously again and it was clear that another orgasm was not
far away. They both came again and Andrea lay panting on the
gasping, sweating, Gillian as their hot faces pressed against
each other's cunts. It was clear that they were so afraid of
me that even after two shattering orgasms they did not dare
part. The room was full of the smell of their excitement. I
looked at the exhausted pair.
"OK, Sluts," I said, "have a rest. Just lie down beside one
another and feel one another's cunts while you get your
breath back." The mother and daughter collapsed side-by-side
looking into one another's eyes trying to bring themselves
under control but still not daring to resist any demand I
made. Their hands stole between each other's thighs and they
began to gently feel each other. I looked at them with
amusement. I had altered forever the relationship between
mother and daughter.
It was getting late and I had to be up early for a last day's
climbing before I left for the States. I still wanted a last
bit of fun and I wondered what to do with them. As I looked
at the pretty pair I knew that in spite of having enjoyed
taking the teenager's virginity my preference was really for
the softer rounder body of her more experienced submissive
mother. I took Andrea by the arm and drew her gently towards
me. As her daughter carried on fondling her mother's cunt I
began to give Andrea a slow deep kiss, tasting Gillian on her
lips. I looked into her wide blue eyes.
"I feel like a last fuck before I leave you," I said
conversationally. Andrea just looked at me. I pushed a
couple of pillows under Gillian's bottom so that her cunt and
arse were elevated from the bed. "Pull your heels up and
spread your thighs Gillian," I ordered. The teenager
immediately complied. "Now, Andrea," I said, "kneel between
Gillian's thighs facing her and spread your legs. I am going
to fuck you from behind while you suck her off". I moved
behind Andrea as she complied with my orders. "Now," I said,
"start sucking your daughter off." Andrea bent forward and
her soft red lips began to explore her young daughter's wet
cunt. I watched her for a moment and she realized that she
could not pretend. She began to suck her daughter off in
earnest alternating between running her hot tongue up and
down the groove of her daughter's open slit and flicking her
hard little clitoris and pushing her pink tongue as far up
the teenager's cunt as she could, fucking her daughter with
her hot little tongue. Her daughter wound her little hands in
Andrea's soft blonde hair and, blushing deeply, pulled her
mother's mouth more firmly on to her excited wet cunt.
In this position her plump white bottom was stuck up in the
air and with her legs parted I could see the wet groove of
her hairless cunt. Before fucking her I thought that I would
have a little fun. I suddenly slapped her white arse cheek
fairly hard. The noise of the slap resounded through the room
accompanied by her gasp as she pressed her lips to her
daughter's hairy little cunt. I began to spank the bottom so
temptingly raised before me. I was not particularly gentle
and the cheeks soon became a fiery red under my hand. Each
time I slapped the arse of the trembling woman her bottom
wobbled enticingly and she gasped against her daughter's
cunt.
I moved closer behind the sobbing, trembling blonde and with
one smooth movement pushed my stiff prick between the wet
lips of her gaping cunt until I was sheathed in her hot
clinging channel to the balls. She gave a deep sigh. I leaned
forward on her back until my lips were at her ear.
"Whatever you do, don't stop sucking Gillian off or you'll be
sorry," I whispered. I began to slowly fuck her and she
reflexly pushed her fat red arse back against me so that I
was more deeply embedded. I reached under her and began to
play with her full swinging tits. I kneaded the soft flesh
and pulled and twisted her stiff nipples until she gasped.
All this time I was deeply shafting her wet receptive cunt
and she had not dared to stop sucking her daughter off. I was
so occupied with the sexy mother that I had not been watching
Gillian. I heard the teenager come with a loud gasp and a
little squeal under the expert ministrations of her mother's
tongue. She tried to push her mother away but Andrea was so
afraid of me that she kept her mouth firmly on her daughter's
wet cunt with her red tongue stuck up it.
I was getting tired now so I made no effort to prolong
things. I increased the depth of my stroke, pulling Andrea
back on to my prick by the tits. The added stimulation shot
me over the edge and I came again shooting spurts of hot cum
up into the receptive womb of the exotic blonde. I gave her
arse a last hard slap and withdrew my softening prick from
her clinging cunt.
"All right, you two," I said, "start sucking each other off
again. You know how to do it." Like a pair of well-programmed
robots, mother and daughter rapidly changed position until
their heads were between each other's spread thighs and their
mouths occupied each with a wet cunt. I looked at them and
laughed quietly as I collected my clothes and dressed. As I
left the room to go to my cottage I could smell the potent
smell of female sex in the room and my last view of them was
of mother and daughter with their blonde heads still busy
between each other's thighs. I wondered amusedly how long
they would keep it up and if I had changed their psycho-
sexual behaviour for ever.
The following day I was up early and after a light breakfast
I drove to Ogwen Cottage where I left the car and took the
long walk into the big cwm overlooked by Carnedd Llewellyn.
Here at the north end of the cwm was the massive forbidding
bulk of Amphitheatre Buttress. I intended to spend all day
free climbing on the various routes on this massive dangerous
crag and I enjoyed myself in the clear Welsh air until the
sun began to go down and the air to chill. By the time I had
completed the long walk back to my car the sky was dark and
the stars stood out like precious stones on black velvet.
I drove back to my cottage and, before I went in I looked at
the house next door, which had provided such entertainment
for me. It was in total darkness.
"Very strange," I thought, "it is far too early for bed and
one of them at least should be in." I knew that since Andrea
had come to the valley she had made very few friends and she
had never been out in the evening.
I went next door and let myself into the kitchen. It was
deserted with all the furniture gone. I slowly looked through
the house to find that everything had been removed. I laughed
softly. Andrea had clearly decided that she and Gillian would
be safer far away from me and had secretly arranged to move
away when she was sure I would be away climbing for a day.
She could not even wait another day after which I would be in
the States because she was afraid of what I would do to her
daughter!
"Ah well," I thought, "all good things come to an end. I
wonder what the next tenants of the cottage will be like!"
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This is absolutely the final part of what was to be a three-
part story! There will be no more about Andrea and Gillian
but if you have enjoyed them, let me know. Comments,
criticism and suggestions for future stories are always
welcome at aled7@yahoo.com
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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