Thursday, May 29, 2014

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 87

Ana had accepted the offer of a ride home from Ella and Janice, but once they were on the road Ella had said that her family was out of town visiting relatives and wouldn’t be back till late. This meant that she had the house all to herself, a rare opportunity, so would Janice and Ana like to come over? They readily accepted; neither had ever seen Ella’s house before.

It was a huge, beautiful home on more than an acre not far from the town’s golf course. In the early part of the afternoon the three of them gave each other facials and manicures, then spent some time in the hot tub. Later in the day they retired to the bedroom — a huge, immaculately furnished boudoir with a king-sized bed — and the two older woman spent a long time feasting on Ana’s succulent young body.

Ana liked being the center of attention and was in no hurry to get home, so she was still at Ella’s when a message came through from Lexi with the offer of a bit of fun at Annalise’s. Ana asked if she could bring a couple of guests along, and Lexi said sure, the more the merrier.

Ella, Janice, and Ana dressed and piled into the car, and Ana directed them to Annalise’s house. Inside they found Lexi next to what appeared to be a mummy wrapped in black duct tape. “Hmmm, interesting,” said Ana. “What have you been up to here?”

“Just trying something out,” answered Lexi. “I think it will be fun to unwrap her.”

She had wrapped Annalise in strips of tape several feet long, and they took turns peeling them off one at a time. After 10 minutes or so they were finally down to bare skin; Ana pulled off a strip that went across her belly and Annalise moaned through the tape covering her mouth. Janice, up next, exposed one breast, which she leaned down and took into her mouth. Ella then reached over and ripped off the tape covering the other breast, giving Annalise an interesting experience in simultaneous pleasure and pain.

As Ella bent over to suckle also, Lexi and Ana worked on Annalise’s lower body. After a few minutes they had managed to get her crotch unwrapped while her legs were still taped together; Lexi jammed one hand between her soft thighs, feeling the wetness there, and managed to get two fingers inside despite the fact that Annalise’s legs wouldn’t open.

Ana now went to work on getting access to Annalise’s mouth, unwrapping the lower part of her face to reveal the single piece of tape covering her mouth. Gripping one end, Ana counted to three and decisively ripped off the tape, drawing from Annalise a helpless scream that was quickly smothered by one of Ana’s boobs.

At this point Janice, who was not the world’s most patient woman, took charge. At her behest they lifted Annalise and carried her to the bedroom, where they laid her down on the bed. At this point the lower part of her face, as well as her shoulders and chest, were exposed, as was her crotch. But lengths of tape still encircled her stomach, binding her arms to her sides, and her legs from the knees down. And of course her eyes were still covered; she had no way of knowing who was now molesting her. All she knew was that she felt hands and mouths on her, and that she heard several different voices, some of which were unfamiliar. One of them, she was sure, belonged to Ana, and she guessed that the breast that had just been in her mouth did as well.

Standing around the bed, Lexi, Janice, Ella, and Ana undressed, ready now to get down to serious business. “Stick out your tongue,” ordered Janice, and Annalise obeyed. Janice encouraged Ella to sit on Annalise’s face and she did so, spreading her own lips as she sank down onto the waiting mouth. For a minute they all just watched Ella ride Annalise’s face, her tits swaying gently, soft moans falling from her mouth. Ella was an exquisitely beautiful woman, and to watch her receive pleasure was a joy in itself.

Janice had brought some scissors from the kitchen and, starting from the knees, she cut the tape between Annalise’s legs until she was able to open them, though the tape still stuck around the outsides. Annalise’s crotch and thighs glistened with sweat and pussy juice; licking her lips, Janice dove in and began to lap up the delicious liquid. Again Annalise moaned, again her moans were muffled, this time by Ella’s pussy.

Lexi and Ana looked at each other. This scene was hot to watch, but they wanted to get involved, too. Ana chose to join Janice between Annalise’s legs, penetrating the older woman with her thick, meaty tongue. Janice moved to one side and watched Ana tongue-fuck Annalise, stroking her own clit with one hand and Annalise’s with the other.

For her part, Lexi walked around to the other side of the bed and pulled off the tape covering Annalise’s eyes. Most of her face was covered by Ella’s crotch but as her eyes adjusted Annalise could just barely make out Lexi standing above her, grinning.

Lexi climbed onto the bed and pressed herself chest-to-chest against Ella, and the two blondes shared a long wet kiss. Then they shifted position so Annalise could reach both of their pussies and Annalise divided her attention between them, sticking a tongue in here, sucking a clit there.

It was two hours later when Annalise was finally introduced to the women she’d been fucking. She turned beet red, imagining what a tramp she must look like in their eyes. But Ella and Janice were very friendly and gracious, and Lexi made sure they exchanged phone numbers with Annalise, figuring it would do Annalise good to widen her social circle a little bit.


Friday, May 23, 2014

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 86

Lexi had slept until almost two in the afternoon and not long after she finally woke up, her father returned home from his latest business trip. He looked tired but fairly cheerful; the trip had gone relatively well and they would have a little more money rolling in soon. Lexi brought him a beer and they sat in the living room catching up, then watched some TV.

About 5 o’clock the doorbell rang and Lexi went to answer it. It was Annalise — of course — once again bearing a tray of food, this time prime rib and potatoes. From the doorway Annalise could see Lexi’s dad and she immediately turned bright red; she hadn’t expected him to be home, Lexi knew, and was surprised by his presence. At one time Lexi had thought Annalise had designs on him — and maybe she had — but now what she had in mind did not involve him.

Nonetheless, Lexi invited Annalise in. Her dad was exhausted and may not have been in the mood for guests, but he loved to eat and sight of the food seemed to perk him up a little bit. The three of them sat down to eat and had a pleasant enough time together, but Annalise excused herself as soon as it seemed polite to do so. Lexi smirked inwardly. What would her father think if he knew what Annalise had really had in mind by coming here? He would probably be turned on at some level — he was a man, after all — but he would be shocked, that’s for sure.

Wiped out from his trip and full of food and beer, Lexi’s dad went off to bed soon after 7:00. Lexi waited long enough to be sure he was asleep and snoring, then snuck out the back door and walked over to Annalise’s. She found the older woman in the kitchen, working slowly and steadily on a pint of chocolate ice cream. Without saying a word, Lexi got herself a spoon from the drawer and joined in.

Annalise’s body language was tense, and Lexi could tell that she was horny, and nervous, and probably a little embarrassed about what had transpired earlier. For her part, Lexi felt completely calm and at peace with the world. As much for her own amusement as anything, she began to tell Annalise everything that had happened the night before. In the telling it all seemed kind of preposterous, and just for a moment Lexi wondered if it might have been just a dream she had; but her muscles were sore from the wrestling, and her pussy had a sense memory all its own that was not to be doubted.

Lexi could tell that Annalise was getting more and more excited as she told the tale, and it was hot in the kitchen as well. By the time Lexi got to the part where Mimi tied her up, a film of sweat had formed on Annalise’s forehead. Lexi walked over to the freezer and took out an ice cube, then went to stand behind Annalise. When Lexi touched the ice cube against the back of Annalise’s neck, the older woman jumped a little, then exhaled deeply. As she continued to talk Lexi ran the ice around to the front of Annalise’s neck and then down between her breasts.

Working with one hand, Lexi unbuttoned Annalise’s shirt and let it fall open. Then she let the ice cube rest in Annalise’s cleavage as she used both hands to unclasp the older woman’s bra. Holding the ice cube again, Lexi let the bra fall and Annalise’s breasts sprang out, her nipples stiff and pointy as two knitting needles. Lexi ran the ice all around Annalise’s tits and across her buds, which were so hard now they must have been painful, Lexi thought.

Annalise sighed and then moaned. She was putty in Lexi’s hands, as always. Reaching down, Lexi unbuttoned the top of Annalise’s jeans and pushed the ice cube down into her panties. By now Lexi had gotten to the end of her story and was looking around thinking, well, how can I amuse myself?

By chance her eyes fell on a roll of duct tape that was sitting on a shelf, and a light bulb went off in her head. She stood Annalise up and embraced her from behind, sliding one hand into Annalise’s panties and moving the ice cube down into her crotch. Then she reached for the roll of tape and ripped off two short strips which she slapped onto Annalise’s nipples. A slightly longer one went over Annalise’s mouth, and a still longer one across her eyes. Lexi grinned to herself. There were possibilities here.

* * *

Gina let Olivia make her come twice, then pushed the younger girl away and sat back in the chair, breathing heavily. The orgasms had been potent. It had been almost a week since Gina had come — she’d only masturbated twice since she’d been with Olivia last, both in one night — and the spanking had really gotten her motor revving. Olivia smiled up at her, knowing that she’d done well. She now had a new set of fingernail marks to add to the ones Mimi had given her.

Grasping Olivia’s arm, Gina stood her up and led her to the bedroom. There Gina lit a candle and began to rummage around in her bedside table, emerging with the strap-on in one hand. She had never worn one before, and it took her a little while to get it situated; Olivia thought about offering advice, but decided that in this situation it was better to let Gina handle her own business.

Once she had the phallus swinging between her legs, Gina felt powerful and confident. Spinning Olivia around, Gina untied her hands and stripped off her rumpled blouse and skirt. She was braless underneath, so her beautiful young body was now revealed in all its glorious nakedness. Turning around to face the older women, Olivia dropped to her knees and began to worship Gina’s cock. She took it in both hands, gazing up into Gina’s eyes as she licked and sucked the tip.

Gina looked down, enjoying the way Olivia’s head bobbed around as she took the shaft of the dildo into her mouth, reaching around to grasp Gina’s ass with both hands. So this is what it’s like from the other side, Gina reflected, thinking of all the times she’d knelt to suck her husband’s cock. She held Olivia’s head in her hands and pushed her hips forward, filling Olivia’s mouth all the way. For a moment Gina wished that she had a real cock, that she could spurt cum all over Olivia’s tits, or make her swallow it.

Pulling out of Olivia’s mouth with a pop, Gina took her by the hand and helped her onto the bed. Once she was there Gina tied her arms and legs to the bedposts, exactly reversing the positions they had been in a week ago. Gina took a moment to drink in the sight of her there, naked, bound, and waiting. Mine, Gina thought. For tonight anyway. All mine.

Gina leaned down to kiss Olivia’s mound and got a deep, heady noseful of female arousal. She kissed and licked Olivia’s inner thighs and gently flicked her tongue across Olivia’s vulva. The younger girl reacted violently, her body spasming and straining against her bonds. Olivia tasted delicious and Gina could easily have spent all day down there, but that wasn’t what she wanted to do right now; so after a few more soft licks she began moving up, lingering at Olivia’s hipbones and navel, and spending several minutes licking, sucking, and biting her nipples.

Olivia was beside herself, half-crazy with need, by the time she felt the tip of the strap-on poking against her pussy lips. “Oh, God, please,” Olivia moaned, so sweetly and sincerely that Gina couldn’t help taking pity on her. Pushing her way inside, Gina imagining that she could feel Olivia’s muscles clenched around her shaft, loving the way Olivia’s eyes glazed over and her mouth fell open.

Gina gave Olivia a long, slow, deep fucking filled with passion and affection. When Olivia came the first time, rattling the headboard with her spasms, Gina slowed up and stroked very gently in and out. Gradually she sped up again until she was driving the dildo home savagely, harder than before, and Olivia’s second orgasm felt terminal; she stiffened, screamed, shook, and then went limp.

Afterward Gina untied Olivia and they just lay in bed together for a while, kissing and cuddling. After some conversation they came to an agreement: When they were apart, Olivia would be free to indulge in whatever adventures came her way, just so long as she told Gina everything. Gina would then mete out whatever punishment seemed appropriate to her.

By this time it was getting late and Olivia needed to get home. She dressed and Gina walked her to the door in a bathrobe. They kissed, embraced, and said good night. When Olivia had left Gina returned to the bedroom, took off her robe, slid beneath the covers, and penetrated herself with the strap-on. She had one last good climax and fell asleep.


Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 85

On the way home from the yoga studio Betty Ann was driving, Samantha was in the passenger seat, and Kelly and Kat were sitting in back. Things were very quiet, all four basking in the afterglow of the yoga class/orgy. But then a few minutes into the drive, Samantha turned around to face the two girls.

“This is kind of a funny time to bring this up, but Betty and I had something we wanted to talk to you two about.” Betty nodded supportively, keeping her eyes on the road. “Your latest progress reports just came in the mail, and we were not too happy. Your grades have gone way down in everything except English.”

Samantha waited to see if the girls would offer some sort of excuse, but neither of them spoke up. In their hearts they knew that they had been neglecting their studies.

“Listen, we certainly want for you to have a fun time in your senior year. But it’s also important that you keep your grades up. Agreed?” Kelly and Kat both nodded their assent. “So maybe you should just spend a little more time at home and focus a little more on school, OK?”

“Sure, Mom,” said Kat.

“No problem,” said Kelly.

“Good,” answered Samantha, and turned back to face the front, sliding a Prince CD into the stereo.

* * *

Olivia slept late and put in some quality time at home before heading over to Gina’s early that evening. Gina’s kids had gone back to their father’s that afternoon, and Gina had spent several hours preparing for Olivia’s arrival — showering, shaving, and waxing, cleaning house, and preparing a sumptuous meal for two. She could hardly believe that she was behaving this way, not for a man, but for an 18-year-old girl; but she was excited, almost giddy, at the prospect of an evening alone with her young lover.

Olivia, for her part, was eager but also nervous. She had indulged herself quite a bit in her time away from Gina, and felt a little dirty, despite having taken a long hot bath and scrubbed herself from head to toe.

Gina greeted her at the door, looking gorgeous in a white blouse and flowing peasant skirt. They hugged and kissed tenderly. Olivia could feel Gina’s heat against her, and sensed that Gina had been well-behaved and chaste during their time apart — unlike herself.

They sat down for dinner, a delicious pasta dish, and began to catch up on what had happened in the last week. Gina did most of the talking; Olivia threw in a few polite generalities about school and the cheerleading squad, struggling all the time with whether to come clean about what she had really been doing that weekend.

After dinner they retired to the living room with a glass of wine. Gina put on some quiet jazz and snuggled up next to Olivia on the couch. Soon they were kissing, then Gina’s hand found its way into Olivia’s blouse and began to tug at her right nipple. The blouse was open and Gina was leaning down for a mouthful when Olivia pulled away.

“I’m sorry,” said Olivia, her heart aching at the look of surprise and alarm on Gina’s face. “I… I need to tell you something.” Sipping her wine and pacing the room, Olivia proceeded to tell Gina everything that had transpired since they’d been together last — meeting up with Claire, the modeling session, the party, the wrestling, and everything that had happened after — and lowered her blouse to reveal Mimi’s fingernail marks on her shoulder. When she was finished she looked over at Gina, whose expression was sympathetic but wide-eyed. “Wow,” muttered Gina.

“I know, I know,” said Olivia. “I’ve been bad. Really bad.”

“It’s OK,” said Gina.

“No, it’s not OK,” insisted Olivia. “I’ve been a terrible slut and I need to be punished.” Sitting her wine glass down, Olivia dropped to her knees and bent forward over the big chair opposite the couch. She was wearing a cute little plaid skirt, which she now lifted to reveal her ass, only a small part of which was covered by her black thong. “Spank me,” she said.

“It’s OK, really,” answered Gina. “I—”

Olivia cut her off. “I need you to spank me,” she said, looking pleadingly into Gina’s eyes. “Do you understand?”

Gina nodded. She had never spanked anyone in her life, not even her kids. She didn’t believe in spanking as a form of discipline, though this view was not shared by her husband — one of many things they’d disagreed on. But looking down at Olivia, skirt lifted to reveal smooth, round, soft butt cheeks, Gina felt her heart begin to beat a little faster.

Gina stood and walked over to where Olivia was. Going down on one knee, she reached out with her right hand and gently caressed Olivia’s left buttock. Then she lifted her hand about six inches and brought it down tentatively, making a barely audible slapping sound.

Olivia looked back over her shoulder, smiling but with a fierce look in her eyes. “Come on,” she said. “You can do better than that.”

In response Gina raised her hand and brought it down again on the same spot, much harder this time. There was a distinct sound of flesh on flesh and a little moan from Olivia.

“Good,” said Olivia. “Give me everything you’ve got. I deserve it.”

Warming to the task, Gina smacked Olivia’s other butt cheek with even more force, drawing an involuntary yelp from the younger girl. Gina began to alternate, going back and forth from cheek to cheek as Olivia lowered her head and began to pant audibly. Both women were sweating now, and Gina paused momentarily to pull her dress off over her head, leaving her in bra and panties.

Looking down, Gina had to admit that she quite enjoyed the sight of Olivia’s red rear end, covered with a fine film of sweat and swaying slowly back and forth as if awaiting the next blow. Gina again reached down to fondle Olivia’s butt, and this time she also slid her hand down between Olivia’s legs, where it was quite warm and extremely wet. Gripping the fabric of Olivia’s thong, Gina worked the thin strip of fabric up into the younger girl’s slit; Olivia squirmed and let out a different kind of moan, this one low and throaty.

Gina became aware that she, too, was getting quite moist in the nether regions. She was surprised to find just how much she was enjoying this feeling of power. Sliding a hand down into her panties, Gina wet one finger with her own juices and then pushed it into Olivia’s mouth. Olivia sucked it gratefully, finally beginning to feel like she’d suffered enough to deserve a little pleasure.

But Gina wasn’t finished. Reaching behind her, she pulled off her own bra and used it to tie Olivia’s hands between her back. Then she pulled Olivia’s thong down and off and spread Olivia’s legs, enjoying the color combination of the red ass and pink, glistening pussy lips.

The next smack was the hardest yet, taking Olivia a little by surprise and causing her to yell “Fuck!” with a combination of excitement and discomfort. Next thing she knew she was being gagged with her own panties. Hmm, she thought to herself, Gina sure is taking to this in a hurry….

Having opened the gate, Gina found all of her aggressions just pouring out; not just against Olivia — who was, just as she had said, a terrible slut — but also against her husband, her family (some of whom were not so supportive), and life in general. By the time she was finished, a dozen good smacks later, Olivia’s rump was warm and glowing.

Gina exhaled deeply. She felt better, much better, and so did Olivia, who was looking at her lover now in a new way. Gina stood and pulled her panties off, then lifted Olivia’s head off the chair and sat down. Opening her legs, Gina pulled the thong out of Olivia’s mouth and tossed it aside. Hungrily, Olivia leaned forward and stuck her tongue into Gina’s well-lubricated cunt.


Friday, May 9, 2014

Jessica, Marie, and Jane at Home (Part 2)

by Steve Wilson

Jessica rested against the back of the couch, catching her breath as she held Jane’s head against her stomach. She had come many times that day, but this one was really something special.

Marie was in a slight state of shock after witnessing this scene. She had heard and seen Jessica come many times, but rarely had she been forced to just watch this way. It was truly an intimate moment to behold.

“Whew,” said Jessica as she raised her head off the back of the couch. She lifted Jane’s head with one hand and smiled. Jane smiled back while licking her lips, savoring her mistress’s salty taste as Jessica stroked her cheek.

When Jessica felt ready for the next step, she said to Jane, “Sweetie, get the strap-on and mount up.” Jane obediently stood up, picked up the strap-on and harness, and began to equip herself as the bound Marie watched helplessly.

“I want you to fuck Marie while I recover,” said Jessica.

“Yes ma’am.”

Jane relished the idea of dominating Marie; this would be a bit of payback for her being such a bitch at times. But Jane also knew she shouldn’t get too carried away — Marie’s opportunity for revenge would surely come.

Jane lubed up her cock and knelt behind Marie, enjoying the sight of the red ass with the butt plug stuck inside. Placing the tip of the dildo between Marie’s pussy lips, Jane put one hand on each of Marie’s hips and began to push into her. Marie moaned as she felt herself be filled; with wide and surprised-looking eyes she looked up at Jessica, whose mouth was curled into a wicked smile.

Jane felt a surge of power run through her as she began to fuck young Marie. Until now she had usually been the one on the receiving end. Jane basically liked Marie but sometimes found her a little bratty, and was glad that Jessica had decided to put her in her place this way.

Suddenly Jane felt the need to spank the younger girl and gave her a swat on her already reddened ass. Marie yelped through her ball gag at the sudden strike and tugged on her restraints, but there was no way of escaping. Jane looked at Jessica to see if she had stepped over the line, but Jessica just grinned.

Jane begin to perspire a bit from grinding her hips against Marie as she pounded in with all her strength, then eased off a bit to spank Marie’s cute little ass. She got very turned on by hearing Marie yelp through her ball gag and repeated this cycle several times, never letting Marie get all the way to orgasm, always looking to Jessica for approval.

After a long period of intense, sweaty fucking Jessica said, “OK, Jane, let her come. I think she’s suffered enough.” Jane leaned over and reached around to finger Marie’s clit as she drove the strap-on home mercilessly. Marie tugged on her restraints as she began to come hard, shaking and screaming through the ball gag. Jane kept her finger pressed against Marie’s clit and continued to grind her hips as the girl’s ass puckered around the butt plug. Marie kept writhing and groaning until one final, intense orgasm wave hit her, leaving her limp and spent.

Snot and slobber ran down her mouth as she moaned into her ball gag, looking up at Jessica through glazed eyes. She even begin to tear up, though it was hard to say whether it was out of shame and humiliation or pleasure and relief. Jane pulled out and softly caressed Marie’s back, ass, and legs. Then she leaned over onto Marie, pressing her breasts into the younger girl’s back. Jane gently pushed aside Marie’s hair and kissed her cheek and face, then her neck and shoulders.

“You can untie her now,” Jessica said.

Marie stretched out across the ottoman as Jane freed her from the restraints and removed the ball gag. Moving her mouth around to loosen it up, Marie sniffled, then wiped off her mouth with the back of her hand. Jane, meanwhile, slipped off the strap-on and crawled over to Jessica, who opened her legs to let Jane rest between them facing out.

“Marie, come over here and lick Jane’s pussy. She’s been a good slave and I want you to give her a nice reward.”

Marie weakly lifted herself off the ottoman and crawled slowly over to Jane, who scooted down a bit to give the girl access to her pussy. Jessica stroked Jane’s face and hair as Marie began to kiss the inside of Jane’s thighs. Jane spread her legs wider and lifted them a bit to give Marie a better angle.

Marie took her time licking up and down Jane’s slit, occasionally looking up at her mistress, eager to be back in Jessica’s good graces. Then Marie moved on to Jane’s clit, licking it while also fingering her. Jane let out a throaty moan and took hold of a big handful of Marie’s hair, pulling her closer.

Jessica reached down to stroke Jane’s nipples, enjoying the sight of Marie’s red, whipped ass as she splayed out on her stomach with her head between Jane’s legs. Simultaneously Marie sucked Jane’s clit into her mouth, and that did the trick; Jane tensed hard and then exploded hard in orgasmic bliss while pulling on Marie’s hair.

Jane’s legs bucked and flopped as the orgasm rippled through her body. Marie let up for only a few seconds, then resumed her assault on Jane’s clit. Before long Jane arched her back, thrusting her breasts out, and came again hard and loud as she held onto Marie’s head.

Marie kept Jane in this state until her orgasm began to subside and then gently let up the pressure on her clit. Slowly she began to kiss Jane’s inner thigh as Jane petted her hair in return. Jessica lovingly stroked Jane’s face, neck, scalp, and shoulders as she came down.

“Very nice, you two,” she said.

They both came back to Earth when they heard Jessica’s voice. Marie rested against Jane’s leg for a bit as Jane continued to run her fingers through the younger girl’s hair.

After some quiet time, Marie sat up and scooted to sit against the couch next to Jane on the floor. Her ass was still sort of tender from the spanking but she adjusted accordingly.

“I’m sorry I was such a bitch,” said Marie. “I guess I got jealous and aggravated that we haven’t gotten to be with each other lately.”

Jessica stroked Marie’s hair affectionately with one hand while caressing Jane’s with the other. “I know we’ve been busy, but look at how our community has grown. Let’s go to the hot tub to soak and enjoy the rest of our evening. Marie, let’s get that plug out of your ass. Jane, if you would please.”

Marie knelt on all fours while Jane pulled out the plug, giving a small grunt as it exited. Marie and Jane promptly picked up the toys, putting away the restraints and placing the strap-on and butt plug in the sink to be washed later.

They all padded naked to the hot tub outside and slid in with relaxing sighs. They talked, kissed, and shared the beauty of the evening other until they were pruned. Then they proceeded to their king-size bed where Marie and Jane fell asleep cuddling against Jessica in blissful happiness.