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« on: December 07, 2007, 01:14:35 AM »

This story is dedicated to Melanie - she knows why.

The Climbing Hut - Part 2
(Mf, MFf, inc, nc, reluc, 1st, mast)
By Tafod Arian (aled7@yahoo.com)


After I left Andrea and Gillian in the valley (see
'Andrea and Gillian, Part III') I flew to Zurich
and picked up my hired car for the fast drive into
the mountains to Grindelwald. I knew from my last
visit that Jonathan and Jane were on the last week
of their honeymoon and I intended to make it
memorable for them. It had already been memorable
for Jonathan! (see 'The Climbing Hut'). I arrived
late in the afternoon in the picturesque little
town and I went straight to the chalet that I
maintained there. It was in the valley below the
town with the great north face of the Eiger
looming above and on the left the shattered
treacherous peak of the Schreckhorn.

Although I had come to see Jonathan and Jane and
this would be the highlight of my stay it would
not take me more than a couple of days to
accomplish what I had planned there. I still had
two days and the lure of climbing was too strong
to resist. It was many years since I had attempted
the Schreckhorn and I had always been beaten by
the weather. The weather looked set fair for the
next couple of days. In the morning I would climb
the two thousand feet to the Climbing Hut and rest
up overnight.

If I found a suitable climbing partner at the hut
who was willing we would try a rapid ascent of the
Schreckhorn, up and down in one day. If there was
no one there I would have a quiet afternoon, do
some free climbing on the granite wall above the
hut and the next morning I would come down to keep
my appointment with Jonathan and Jane. I looked
around at the sky and the low cloud on the Eiger.
The cloud extended as low as the White Spider,
which I could just see and I checked the weather
forecast. All was set fair for the morning. There
was only one thing more I needed to do and I was
sure that that would be easy.

After the experience that Jonathan had had I
doubted very much whether they would be still at
the same hotel! I walked the short distance into
the attractive little town and bought some stuff
for supper, fresh bread and cheese and the special
ice-cold fresh creamy milk that I always
associated with this pretty spot. I went to the
hotel, the address of which I had obtained during
my night with Jonathan the week previously and I
checked with the reception desk. Sure enough they
had checked out but I had no difficulty in
obtaining their address by pretending to be a
relative. They had rented a chalet for a week
secluded in the trees about ten minutes walk from
my chalet. I laughed quietly to myself. Jonathan
certainly had little enough imagination if he felt
that he had protected himself and Jane from my
threatened return visit by such a feeble
manoeuvre!

I went in to my chalet as the darkness began to
fall and had a light supper as I sat in my big
picture window overlooking the valley. I watched
the sky darken and the stars begin to shyly appear
among the low clouds. There was no moon and the
wind whistled eerily through the trees around the
chalet. I finished my supper, had a last drink and
went bed to sleep soundly, waking early while it
was still dark.

I had a light but nourishing breakfast and dressed
with care for the mountain, packing a rucksack
with enough provisions for two days in case the
weather kept me at the hut. I left my chalet and
after about four hours of leisurely climbing
during which I did not meet anyone, a bad omen if
I hoped to find a companion for an attempt on the
Schreckhorn, I reached the ridge above the valley
in which stood the Climbing Hut. I knew this area
so well!!  The weather was beginning to close in,
the clouds were very low scudding past me in a
vicious wind and it had begun to snow fairly
heavily. Clearly I was not going to get any higher
today and as my time was limited, yet again the
Schreckhorn would have to wait.

I looked down at the Climbing Hut below me. I was
standing in the shelter of a small ridge on the
shoulder of the lower part of the north ridge of
the Eiger and the mountain hut was in a small
valley about a hundred feet below me. The weather
was really starting to deteriorate. It was
beginning to get darker although it was still only
early afternoon and the snow was starting to
become much heavier with thick flossy flakes.
Without doubt it was time to find shelter. As I
made my way across the snow to the hut I could see
a faint yellow light in the window so, as last
time, I should have company. I shook the snow from
my boots, pushed open the door and entered the hut
and looked around me with interest.  A blast of
warm air greeted me from the fire in the stove and
I was pleased to smell the rich aroma of coffee in
the air.

At first I thought that there was only one
occupant of the hut. This was a woman of about
twenty who was sitting beside the fire. She looked
round at me and gave a start. Her eyes widened a
little. She was a rather pretty brunette with
quite long lustrous dark hair reaching more than
halfway down her back. I could not see the details
of her figure as she was wearing loose trousers
and a very baggy sweater but she looked pretty
trim. I smiled reassuringly at her and she gave a
tremulous smile in return, clearly very nervous.

Just then from behind the curtain that hid the
small sink and toilet a second, much younger,
woman appeared. She and her companion were very
similar in features although the second woman,
hardly more than a girl really, had rather shorter
hair streaked a lightish blonde. She was dressed
the same though, hiding the lines of what looked
like a rather slim figure from what I could see.
The two were so alike that they were clearly
sisters.

As this was Switzerland I greeted them courteously
in German. They looked anxiously at one another
and answered me in English so I switched to that
language and introduced myself. They told me that
their names were Joanne and Penny and they were
immediately warm and friendly. Their mother should
have warned them about strange men in Climbing
Huts!!! They bustled about getting me coffee as I
took off my boots and anorak.

I sat beside the fire and looked at my pretty
companions. We could all hear the wind howling
around the hut and it must have been clear to them
that we would not get down that day. The three of
us were going to be there for the night. I went to
the window and looked out. It was now dark and
snowing very heavily. We should have no additions
to our numbers so it was just the three of us. My
mind began to spin a merry web of fantasy for the
next few hours. As I had only recently left Andrea
and Gillian I was still pleasantly stimulated and
I considered myself lucky to have found two such
appealing young companions.  I doubted very much
that in a few hours they would think that they had
been as lucky!!

I relaxed by the fire, taking command immediately
of the only comfortable chair as I had done when I
was here with Jonathan and watched the girls
making supper. They were a rather attractive pair.
The older woman with the longer hair, Joanne, was
wearing a rather thinner sweater and as she moved
I saw the swell of her breasts move under the soft
clinging cloth. She really was very well made
indeed. Her younger sister, Penny, was rather more
slightly built and her breasts made barely
perceptible mounds in the front of her thick
woolen sweater.

When the girls had served the supper we had a
pleasant quick light meal and I went back to sit
by the fire while they cleared it away. Finally
they came and sat on two hard kitchen-style chairs
by the fire opposite to me. I decided not to give
them a chance to settle but said immediately, "All
right, girls, where are we all going to sleep
tonight. There is only one bed." They looked
anxiously at each other and clearly this problem
had crossed their minds also. Joanne, who seemed
the more confident of the two said hesitatingly,
"We could sleep in the bed and you could have the
chair." I looked at them and laughed.

"I don't think so," I said, "you can't expect me
to sit up in the chair all night while you two are
playing with each other under the covers." They
both went pale and gasped.

"How dare you! We would never do such a thing!!"
Penny stuttered. I just laughed a little more.

"A likely story," I said, "you two have slept
together before and you cannot expect me to
believe that you have never touched each other!
You can't expect me to believe that you are
virgins at your age." The girls looked at one
another. Finally Joanne said, "You can't say
things like that to us! We are sisters, of course
we have slept together, but we have never touched
each other. That would be really perverted." I
thought that it was time to let them know how
things were going to be.

"We are going to be here till morning," I said
conversationally, "and no-one else is going to
come. So we are going to get along together. That
means that you two will do everything I say or I
will have to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you
but I will if I have to. Now, are we going to get
along together?" The girls looked at one another
but did not answer.

"I think that it is time that I saw what you
really look like," I said quietly, "take off your
sweaters." They looked at one another in horror,
realising that the invasion of their persons was
beginning but they had no means of knowing how far
it would go before the night was over. Joanne made
a show of resistance.

"We won't do any such thing," she said sharply,
"and if you touch us or hurt us you will be really
sorry." I sighed. I did not like physical threats,
it was all too crude, but so often a brief show of
physical strength at the beginning is all that is
necessary and then mental domination is much
easier, and to me ultimately more satisfying. I
got up suddenly and walked over to Joanne,
twisting my hand in her long soft dark hair. I
slowly increased the pressure until her head was
bent back and she was looking up at me as I stood
over her. In this uncomfortable position I was
interested to see that her prominent breasts
bulged enticingly against the front of her thin
sweater. I looked down into her uncertain eyes and
was pleased and reassured to see the fear deep
down in there. This was not going to be difficult
after all.

"If you don't take your sweaters off right now
without any more messing about," I said
conversationally, "I will thrash your sexy little
arses with my belt and you will not sit down
comfortably for the rest of your holiday.  Now do
it!" I looked down into Joanne's frightened eyes
and I caressed her soft cheek before slowly
putting my finger to her lips. She reached up with
her little hand and grasped mine but she was
unable to stop me. I still had a hand twisted in
her hair and I bent her head more painfully
further back so that she was looking up at the
ceiling. My index finger brushed against the
softness of her lips and I held her frightened
uncertain eyes with my steady hypnotic gaze.

Joanne tried to shake her head and I could see the
pearl of a tear at the corner of her eye but she
was trying not to cry for her sister's sake. I
inserted my index finger like a substitute prick
into the soft warmth of her mouth. Her eyes
widened in horror and a tear ran from the corner
of her eye across her soft cheek.

"Suck my finger, Joanne," I ordered and the
frightened helpless woman began to obey me. I knew
then that I had won. I slowly moved my finger in
and out of her reluctant mouth as I smiled down
into her horrified face.

"In a little while I will give you something much
nicer to suck," I said quietly. I felt her shudder
as I looked across to see her young sister
watching us with horrified fascination. I
tightened my grip on the helpless woman's hair as
I rubbed my finger across the roof of her mouth
feeling the delicate ridges of her palate. "Now
this is your last chance," I said quietly, "just
do as I tell you or I will really hurt you". I
took my finger from her soft mouth and released
her hair and I went back to my chair and sat down.
I looked at the two women. "Well?" I said,
warningly.

The two sisters looked at each other and then back
at me. Joanne reluctantly pulled her sweater over
her head and pulled her arms out of the sleeves.
She held the garment in front of her concealing
her breasts. Penny sat motionless watching her
older sister. I looked at her with a smile.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" I said, "now put
the sweater on the floor and sit up straight with
your hands by your sides." It said a lot for the
dominance I had achieved with so little apparent
physical force that Joanne looked at her sister
and then at me before putting the sweater slowly
and reluctantly on the floor and sitting erect in
her chair with her hands by her sides. She looked
at me defiantly. I looked across at Penny. "Your
turn," I said. Penny looked at her sister
helplessly and stripped off her sweater putting it
immediately on the floor.

They were both wearing trousers and thin tee-
shirts through which I could see the straps of
their bras. There figures made an interesting and
enticing contrast. Joanne was a little taller,
about three or four years older and with a much
fuller figure than her slighter younger sister. I
made no secret of the fact that I was examining
them closely. I took my time and their anxiety
continued to build.

I studied Joanne first. She was about five feet
eight and appeared to have a very shapely body. I
decided that I needed to see it to better
advantage and in addition, to humiliate her a
little more in front of her young sister. I
motioned to her.

"Stand up, Joanne," I said. She immediately
complied, looking at me, the fear evident in her
eyes. "Now," I said, "I'd like to see you more
closely.  Take off your trousers." She looked at
her young sister and gasped.

"I couldn't," she said, "please leave us alone. We
haven't done anything to you." I began to
leisurely and obviously take my belt off as I
smiled at her significantly. Her trembling hands
dropped to the waistband of her trousers and she
reluctantly undid the buttons. I just continued to
look at her and she peeled the trousers down her
slender legs and stepped out of them.

"Now the tee-shirt," I said, taking a malicious
pleasure in humiliating her by demonstrating her
obvious helplessness as I made her strip in front
of her young sister. Her resistance seemed to have
crumbled. She stripped the tee shirt over her head
and stood with her hands crossed over her breasts.

"Put your hands by your sides, Joanne," I ordered.
She did so and I gave her a leisurely inspection.
She was dressed only in a pale blue half cup bra
which left most of her large firm breasts bare and
a pair of skimpy high cut matching panties through
which I could clearly see the dark little nest of
her pubic hair. I took my time looking her over.
She had a long slender elegant neck arising from
firm shapely shoulders, which supported a really
magnificent pair of breasts encased in the thin
sexy silk bra through which the cones of her
nipples were very evident. Her chest narrowed to a
slim waist before broadening to a pair of nice
roomy hips and a cute little stomach, relatively
flat, but with an appealing curviness.

"Turn round slowly," I ordered, embarrassing her
further in front of her young sister, and again
she did as I asked without protest. She seemed
almost hypnotized.  I looked approvingly at the
firm swelling of her plump bottom. She really had
the cutest arse encased in the thin panties, which
left nothing to the imagination.

"Right, Joanne," I said, "very pretty. You can
stay like that for a while. Get on and make me
some more coffee." I watched with pleasure as the
scantily clad young brunette went to do my
bidding. I took the coffee from her trembling hand
and nodded towards the table. "Clear that lot away
and get on with the washing-up," I ordered. I
enjoyed the sight of the young girl in her very
brief sexy underwear with her back to me at the
sink. She
really did have a well-made bottom.

The temptation was too much. I put my coffee down
on the little table by my chair and got up. As I
crossed to the sink Penny shrank back from me. I
smiled to myself. I went quietly up behind Joanne
and blew gently on her ear. She jumped with shock.
I put my hands on either side of her holding the
sink so that she was trapped between my arms and I
moved closer to her pushing her against the sink
until I could feel the soft swell of the globes of
her firm young bottom against my groin. I kissed
her on the neck and she shuddered. I could smell
the faint sweat of her fear and, as always this
turned me on more. Without touching her further
but just caressing her bottom with my groin I
whispered into her ear, but loudly enough so that
Penny could hear,"Are you a virgin, Joanne?" She
blushed violently and I could feel her begin to
shake. She looked across at her terrified but
fascinated young sister.

"Please don't make me tell you," she begged, "I'll
do anything if you will only leave us alone." I
laughed.

"You'll both do anything anyway," I said harshly,
"now answer me, are you a virgin?" The blushing
brunette looked across helplessly at her sister
and the blush deepened on her cheek, spreading to
her shoulders."

"No," she whispered wretchedly, "I have been
engaged for two years and my fianc‚ and I have had
sex". Penny gasped, clearly this was news to her.
I put my hands on the waist of the trembling young
brunette.

"Well, you have been a naughty girl, haven't you,"
I chuckled. I moved my hands gently up from her
waist until they were on her chest with the thumbs
just brushing the lower edge of her tightly-filled
bra cups. I could feel her shaking as I pressed my
groin into her sexy full bottom. I kissed her neck
and deliberately moved my hands up on to her
breasts cupping the full firm globes through the
delicate fabric of her thin bra. She groaned.

I began to deliberately and thoroughly feel her,
moulding her sexy breasts in my hands. I kissed
her neck again and carried on fondling her firm,
full globes. Despite herself I could feel her
nipples hardening under my palms and making
distinct stiff little cones in the thin fabric of
the bra. She seemed to have very prominent
sensitive nipples. She had such lovely breasts
that I was in no hurry. I continued kneading and
moulding her soft pliant flesh in my marauding
hands and her breathing began to quicken. Her
nipples were now like little bullets in my palms.
Her trembling increased as I pressed my groin into
her bottom and I began to smell the distinct and
unmistakable excited-girl smell.

I looked across at her frightened sister as I
fondled Joanne. She was watching with her mouth
hanging open. I was fairly sure that she was a
virgin and probably sexually very inexperienced.
Despite her fear she was fascinated with what I
was doing to her older sister. I studied the
younger girl. Although she had a slighter figure
than her sister she was more well made than I had
initially thought. She was wearing a thin tee-
shirt against which the sweet swellings of her
firm young breasts were prominent, like two firm
apples. I continued to feel Joanne, increasing her
anxiety by keeping my right hand on her breast but
dropping my left hand on to the sweet swell of her
stomach, which I began to fondle gently tickling
her belly-button just above the line of her
panties. She was trembling in my arms. I looked at
Penny.

"All right Penny," I said, "you have seen what I
have been doing to your sister. Now it's your
turn. Strip!" Both girls gasped. Joanne tried to
turn round but I held her firmly.

"Please leave her alone," she begged, "she is only
just seventeen and has never had a boyfriend. You
can do anything you like to me if you will only
leave my sister alone." I laughed softly.

"I am going to do anything I like to you anyway,"
I said to her. I looked at the horrified Penny as
I took Joanne's nipple between thumb and
forefinger through the thin material of her bra
and gave it a vicious twist. She gasped with the
sudden pain. I said to Penny, "If you don't get on
and strip right now I will really hurt your
sister. I want you completely nude, take
everything off." She went pale and tears came to
her eyes but she slowly peeled off her ski-pants
and removed her tee-shirt. I looked with pleasure
at the slender shapely teenager in her skimpy
underwear. She paused and looked hopefully at me.
"Come on, Penny," I said, "take it all off. I
won't ask you again". I twisted her sister's
nipple again to get the point across and as Joanne
gasped with pain Penny hurriedly slipped her
panties off and unhooked her bra, slipping it down
her arms and dropping it on the floor.  She stood
shyly with one hand over her cunt and the other
trying vainly to cover her breasts. "Hands by your
sides," I said quietly. Penny helplessly dropped
her hands and stood looking at me, blushing
furiously.

I looked at the slender young teenager's perfect
body. She had beautiful breasts shaped like
perfect little cones with cute pink nipples. They
looked as firm and springy as one would expect in
a girl that age. Her torso narrowed to a very
slender waist before broadening to rounded but
still girlish hips. She had very long slender sexy
legs which she was keeping together as long as she
could but at the apex of her sexy thighs I could
see the dark little bush of pubic hair. Although
her short hair had been streaked light blonde she
was a natural brunette like her sister.

"Turn round," I ordered and without hesitating the
clearly terrified Penny did as I asked. Like her
sister she had a plump well made little bottom. It
seemed to run in the family! "OK, Penny," I said,
"go and sit on my chair." The teenager rushed to
do as I commanded. She sat looking at me in fear
with her thighs tightly pressed together. The
chair's arms while nice and high at the back
became lower towards the front, about three inches
high. "Open your legs and hang your thighs over
the sides of the chair so that I can see your
cunt. Keep your hands by your sides," I commanded.
The blushing teenager looked at me almost
uncomprehendingly. I gave her sister's nipple
another vicious twist. Joanne gasped in pain.
Penny slowly parted her thighs, hooking them over
the arms of the chair and looked at the floor in
front of her. "Look at me," I ordered, "keep your
eyes on mine."

She raised her frightened eyes to mine and I let
her see me examining her cunt. She had fleshy
outer lips surmounted with a dark little of dark
pubic hair. Even sitting as she was the groove of
her little cunt was closed. I turned Joanne so
that she could see Penny and she blushed even
deeper as she saw how wantonly I had made her
teenage virginal sister sit.

"Have you ever played with your cunt Penny?" I
asked her. She didn't have to answer, her
horrified look and her blushes gave her away. I
made her answer me anyway. "Well?" I asked again,
giving Joanne's nipple another vicious twist. I
felt her bottom cheeks grind briefly against my
groin in her anguish. I looked at Penny who was as
red as a peony.

"Yes," she whispered shyly, "sometimes". I looked
into her blushing face as I continued to amuse
myself with her older sister's sexy body.

"And has anyone else ever felt your cunt?" I
asked. She gasped loudly.

"No!" she said in shocked horror, "that would be
really dirty!!" I laughed, continuing to feel her
sexy, reluctant sister.

"Would you like to feel little Penny's cunt?" I
whispered into Joanne's ear.  She shook her head
violently. I laughed, turning Joanne round so that
I rested against the sink and Joanne was facing
her sister who was blushingly reluctantly exposing
herself on the chair. I continued to fondle
Joanne's full breasts as I whispered into her ear
loudly enough that Penny could hear, "I think that
you should go over, kneel between your sister's
legs and kiss her sexy virgin hairy little cunt."
I could feel Joanne trembling in my arms.

"I won't do it," she gasped, "it is too perverted.
If I simply refuse you can't make me do it
whatever you do." I sighed and released one of her
breasts but I grasped her firmly by the end of her
other full soft breast squeezing the areola and
the hard little nipple through the silky material
of her thin bra tightly in my fingers. I led her
across to one of the hard kitchen chairs, pulling
her along by the breast like a dog on a lead and
further humiliating her by demonstrating her
helplessness to protect her and her younger
sister. I sat down on the chair and looked up at
the frightened but angry young brunette.

"I warned you what would happen if you disobeyed
me but you would not listen. Now I am going to
give your cute sexy arse a hard thrashing and if
you continue to disobey me then your sister will
get the same." I said quietly to the shaking girl.

"Please don't," she begged, "I was only trying to
protect Penny."

I gave her breast a twist and she gasped. I drew
her down by the nipple so that she was lying
across my knee. I positioned her so that the
frightened young Penny could see her older
sister's plump bottom as she lay across my knee.
Her head hung down on the other side with her long
lustrous hair trailing to the floor and her
shapely breasts encased in the thin bra making a
lovely curve as she lay across my lap. She was
crying gently, the soft sobs agitating her firm
young body against my stiffening prick which
rubbed against her nylon covered cunt.

I knew that Joanne could also feel my prick
through the thin silk of my trousers and that she
would be horrified by it's proximity to her
virtually-bare cunt. She shivered with fear as I
passed my hand over the plump cheeks of her
bottom, fondling it through the thin material of
the panties. I took my time feeling her bottom
through the delicate panties. I ran my hand from
the bone of her hip up on to the prominent plump
cheek of her buttock which I squeezed and kneaded
before gently stroking the crack of her arse and
repeating the process with her other buttock. She
really had a splendid plump arse. I hooked my
fingers in the elastic waistband of her thin
panties and drew them down until they were at the
level of her thighs, just above her cutely dimpled
knees. Joanne knew that the full extent of her
soft white arse was naked to my hands and gaze and
she gave an anguished sob. I could hear Penny's
excited horrified breathing from across the room.

I made her wait knowing how that would build up
her anxiety then I began to feel her arse,
squeezing and fondling the globes of her buttocks
before moving to the crack between them and
caressing the dimple of her arse hole.  She
shuddered with horror and shame. I gently parted
her thighs and slipped my hand between them to
gently caress her hairy young cunt. In spite of
her fear my gentle caress was making her moist
against her will. I knew that she would not be
able to help herself. I covered my fingers with
her wetness and pushed a gentle moistened invading
finger beyond the muscle ring guarding the
entrance to her arsehole. My slimy finger slipped
into her with no trouble and I slowly pushed it a
little further up her clinging arse.

"Oh God! That is so dirty," she gasped, "please,
please stop. I can't imagine anyone being so
cruel!"" I just laughed as I finger-fucked her
arse and spread my fingers over her plump bottom.
I slipped my other hand down and cupped her
swinging tit which I began to fondle, twisting her
nipple until she paid attention to me. She had
been lost in her misery, gently sobbing as she lay
across my lap.

"Listen to me Joanne, and you as well Penny," I
said, "I don't mind thrashing you, in fact I enjoy
it. I love feeling sexy girls wriggling in pain
across my lap. If you want to be able to sit down
comfortably for the rest of your holiday then you
better make no more mistakes. A mistake, for your
information consists in failing to anticipate my
desires so that I have to keep telling you things
over and over again. It also consists of not doing
what you are told as soon as I tell you. That is
why Joanne is going to be thrashed like a naughty
little girl. She did not do as she was told.  Now
it is time for your first lesson in obedience,
Joanne."

I unbuckled and took off my leather belt, folded
it in two, and without pausing further began to
thrash the trembling plump white arse spread out
on my lap. I started relatively gently taking care
not to land too many stokes in the same place and
as her arse reddened I began to increase the
force. At first Joanne began to wriggle gasping
with each stroke she was trying to get away from,
the torment. I held her cunt firmly against my
prick by reaching down, grasping her breast with
my free hand and pulling down on her nipple.  Her
arse began to be more clearly marked by the
strokes of the leather belt and her gasps became
wordless moans as I continued her punishment. I
increased the force of my stroke more and she
began to emit wordless screams as each blow
landed. I could hear Penny crying in horror as she
watched the suffering of her older sister.

I varied my target, thrashing the tops of her
slender thighs as well as her plump fiery arse.
She was screaming loudly now and I felt a telltale
warmth in my groin. She was in such torment that
she had lost control of her bladder and her urine
was gently tricking from her on to my trousers. I
stopped thrashing her and her screams subsided to
a quiet but desperate sobbing. I let go of her
nipple and pushed her to her feet. She stood in
front of me on wobbly legs. Her urine had
saturated her flimsy panties and was still running
down her legs. Tears ran down her face as she
sobbed, her light eye make-up now rather smeared
by her tears.

"You have made a mess of yourself and of me," I
said, "you should be ashamed of not being able to
control yourself at your age. You are behaving
like a teenager! Do you think that you have
learned your lesson?" I asked quietly "I have, I
have," she said quickly, "I deserved the thrashing
for not doing as I was told. I am sorry that I
made a mess on you but I really couldn't help it."
Penny watched her older sister's submission in
horror and fear.

"Take my trousers off," I commanded, raising my
bottom from the chair. The cowed young woman
unfastened my zip, keeping her hand away from my
prick and drew off the trousers that she had
soiled as I thrashed her. "And my shorts!" She
drew off my shorts shuddering as my prick was
revealed to her horrified gaze.

"Now go and have a wash," I ordered, "you stink of
pee." Joanne blushed furiously. "Have you got a
razor?" I asked. She looked at me questioningly
and nodded. "While you are washing your wet smelly
little cunt, shave all the hair off it. I want you
completely bare. I think it would be fun if the
older sister was as bare as a little girl while we
left the hair on Penny's cute little cunt. When
you are ready, don't put any clothes on. You can
stay naked until I decide differently." Joanne
looked dumbstruck but, too afraid to protest,
obediently went to her pack, the wet nylon
clinging to her thighs and moved behind the
curtain. I was amused to see how stiffly she was
walking. She would think twice before disobeying
me in the future!  I heard the water start and
left her to it. While she was washing and shaving
her cunt I amused myself with her young sister.

"Come over here," I ordered quietly. Penny
immediately unhooked her young thighs from the
arms of the chair and moved to my side. She had
clearly learnt from Joanne's experience that
obedience was essential if she was to avoid pain.
"Take off my sweater, I said and raised my arms to
make it easier for her. I was now nude and I could
see the girl looking at my body.  I must have
looked huge to her. I am just over six feet with a
very well muscled body from working out and
climbing, which contrasted nicely with that of the
slim young teenager. I reached out and began to
feel her young arse.

She gasped and blushed, biting her lower lip
gently but not daring to move. "Have you ever seen
a man's prick?" I asked. She shook her head,
despite herself, looked at my thick semi-erect
prick lying across my hairy thigh. It is just over
eight inches long when erect and, more to the
point, is very thick. I am circumcised so there is
a large threatening head like a small orange. I
have correspondingly heavy balls and thick black
pubic hair extending back to my arsehole. She
shivered under my hand.

I moved my hand from Penny's firm young bottom
and, reaching for her reluctant hand, drew her
down on to my lap so that my semi-stiff prick
protruded between her slender young thighs just
below her cunt and lay on her smooth flesh. I
could feel her shaking with fear. I put my arm
round her and rested it on the smooth perfect skin
of her waist so that my thumb just brushed the
lower curve of her firm young teenage breast. I
could tell immediately as she tensed that she was
aware of the contact. I took her chin gently in my
hand and tilted her face so that I was looking
into her frightened eyes.

"I am going to ask you some questions and you are
going to answer me truthfully," I said quietly,
"you saw what happened to your sister when she
disobeyed me." I felt Penny shudder. "Have you
ever had a boy-friend, Penny?" I whispered quietly
into her ear. Her blush deepened and she looked
anxiously at the curtain behind which her sister
was following my instructions.

"I had one boy-friend when I was about fifteen and
I was away at boarding-school," she whispered, "my
sister and Mum don't know anything about it. We
went out together for about four months before
term ended and I had to come home".

"And I suppose that he often kissed you," I asked
quietly. The teenager's blush deepened. She
nodded. I caressed her side reassuringly with my
hand resting my other hand gently on her thigh.
She looked down at it as I continued to whisper
into her ear. "Did he used to touch your breasts?"
She looked at me with some alarm but I just held
her tightly. "Well?" I asked warningly, "did he?"
There was a pause and I could feel her
apprehensive young body trembling on my lap. I
waited for the to collect herself. I knew that she
would tell me eventually. She was too frightened
of the consequences not to.

"He used to touch my breasts through my clothes
when we were alone together," she whispered. I
laughed gently.

"You mean that he used to feel you. You sat and
let a boy feel your tits without doing anything to
stop him. Does your sister know?" She shook her
head.

"Did he put his hand down your dress and feel your
bare tits?" I asked. She shook her head more
violently this time.

"No she gasped, "I would never let him do that." I
knew from her reaction that she was telling the
truth. She was clearly very inexperienced but I
thought that I would entertain myself by
humiliating her further.

"Did your boyfriend put his hand up your dress and
feel your cunt?" I asked maliciously knowing how
this would embarrass her. She shook her head
violently. "You do know what your cunt is, I
suppose?" I said. She looked into the fire and
nodded. "Do you know what a prick is?" she nodded,
too afraid to lie. "Did you ever touch your boy-
friend's prick?" I asked. She shook her head again
too embarrassed to reply. She was certainly very
immature and innocent considering that she had had
a boyfriend for four months! He must have been
pretty slow. I took my hand from her thigh and
tilted her face up to mine.

"Give me a nice kiss," I commanded and she was so
afraid of me that she did not hesitate. I gently
kissed the frightened teenager's soft lips while
looking into her wide eyes. I gently moved my
tongue forward until I felt her closed mouth and I
ran the tip along her lips while pressing just a
little more firmly. Her lips parted and I slid my
tongue into the startled girl's mouth and gave her
a relatively gentle but deep kiss. She panted into
my mouth. I took my lips from hers.

"Did your boy-friend kiss you like that?" I asked.
She shook her head. "Have you ever been kissed
like that?" she shook her head again. "Did you
like it?" She did not answer. I smiled to myself.
I knew that she was terrified that I was going to
touch her further and I did not disappoint her. As
I looked into her wide eyes I moved my hand up
from her waist and gently cupped her bare breast.
She gasped. I parted her legs so that she was
sitting across my thigh facing me. I could feel
the moistness of her hairy young cunt against my
flesh. I kissed her deeply again and began to feel
her firm young breast more thoroughly. I could
feel her gasping breathing, excited despite her
anxiety, against my mouth. Her cunt was now
distinctly wetter against my thigh. I took my lips
from hers and looked into her eyes again.

"Suck my nipples Penny, moving from one to the
other" I said quietly into her soft ear. She
looked at me but didn't respond. Clearly this was
an activity so far outside her young experience
that she had never even dreamed of doing it. "Just
get sucking" I ordered "using your lips, teeth and
tongue." She still did not move, just sitting
looking dumbly into my eyes so I gave her breast a
threatening squeeze and, while still grasping her
springy young flesh I put my other hand behind her
head, in her soft hair and drew her head forward
against little resistance until her lips were at
my hairy nipple. I squeezed her breast a little
harder and I felt her begin to suck my nipple,
using her teeth to tease it and running her soft
pink little tongue around the dark area of the
areaola.

I lay back and let her get on with it moving her
young head from time to time from nipple to nipple
and carried on feeling her firm young breast. I
began to feel waves of sensation from my nipples
as she reluctantly tongued them. I enjoyed the
rubbing of her wet cunt against my hard thigh. I
moved her head from my nipple and looked into her
brown eyes.

"Give me another nice kiss" I said putting one
hand behind her head and drawing her to me. I put
my tongue to his lips without giving her time to
think and gently but insistently pressed her
until, despite herself, her lips parted. I took
full possession of her hot wet young mouth.. I
gave her a long deep kiss, sucking on her tongue
and exploring her cheeks and gums with my
demanding tongue. She sat trembling and blushing
across my thigh as I continued my long deep kiss,
my hand cupping and kneading her springy young
breast. I could smell the hot smell of the excited
young girl as her wet cunt agitated on my thigh
despite her attempts to sit still. I released her
lips and turned her on my lap so that she was
sitting with her back to me. Using my legs, I
parted her thighs so that they were outside mine,
fairly widely splayed and giving me complete
access to her unprotected cunt.

For a long time there had been silence behind the
curtain. I looked across at it and said in a voice
that really brooked no refusal, "You must be ready
now, Joanne, come out and let us have a look at
you." The embarrassed young brunette reluctantly
came from behind the curtain and stopped with
shock as she saw her virginal young sister naked
on my lap. I looked at her completely bare, rather
red cunt with amusement and laughed.

"You look about five years old darling," I said,
"so pretty." She looked at the ground and blushed
with shame.

"Get me a beer and then get a chair and sit in
front of me so that you can see what I am doing to
your sister." I said and she hurried to comply.
She sat on a hard chair about six feet in front of
us. "Spread your thighs," I said, "in future,
whenever you sit down your thighs are to be widely
spread so that I can see your bald little girlie
cunt. She blushed again and parted her thighs
obediently so that the red slit of her shaved cut
gaped slightly open. I could see the soft inner
lips and the prominent little bud of a fairly
large clitoris.

In the position she was sitting she was looking
straight up into her younger sister's hairy wet
cunt. I could smell the sweat from the excited but
scared teenager as I pulled her back against me
and kissed her shoulder and neck under her short
hair. I looked straight across into her older
sister's eyes as I put both arms under her armpits
feeling the sweat of her fear on my forearms and
cupped her bare breasts. I began to thoroughly
feel the young virgin as I looked across at her
frightened and horrified sister who knew that she
should protect her young sister but who was too
afraid to intervene.

"Your little sister has a lovely pair of breasts
for her age Joanne," I said as I fondled the
teenager. I felt her little nipples erecting under
my palms. "And going by her nipples, I think that
she likes having them felt." Penny gasped and
wriggled on my lap as she felt her nipples stiffen
and erect involuntarily under my touch as I
casually pulled and twisted them. "I could play
with your breasts all day, Penny darling, they are
so pretty. " I said.

"Let her go please" Joanne whispered as she looked
at her helpless young sister held firm in my
embrace. I looked into Joanne's eyes.

"Do you remember what I ordered you to do before I
thrashed you?" I asked.  She went red and then
pale. "Come over here, kneel in front of your
sister and kiss her cunt. I was interested to see
that, in spite of what she had been through,
Joanne still hesitated. I looked into her
frightened eyes.

"This is your last warning," I said, "it is the
last time that I am going to repeat myself. The
next time you disobey me, in addition to thrashing
your fat arse I will cut your hair to remind you
to behave." She did not hesitate any longer, that
threat was clearly sufficient to compel her
obedience. She got up and moved over to us
kneeling in front of her naked sister's widely
splayed legs. She bent forward between the young
virgin's slender thighs and put her soft red lips
to her young sister's wet hairy cunt and gently
kissed it. I reached down and put my hand on the
back of Joanne's head pressing her face more
firmly between her sister's thighs.

"You have a fianc‚," I said, "and presumably you
are used to kissing him.  Well treat your sister's
cunt as though it was his mouth. Explore it
thoroughly with your lips and tongue and stick
your tongue as far up her cunt as you can." She
was too cowed not to obey and I let her get on
with thoroughly tonguing her young sister as I
slipped my hand back on to Penny's breast and
began to fondle her. With the other hand I turned
the teenager's head and brought my lips to hers.
She was a fast learner and her lips parted
allowing my tongue possession of her mouth. As I
kissed and felt her and her older sister sucked
her off it was not long before the inevitable
happened.

I felt the teenager's breathing speed up and she
became rigid in my arms.  The waves of an orgasm
swept her young body and she squealed against my
lips and, overwhelmed by sensation tried to
wriggle her hot wet cunt out of reach of her
sisters demanding mouth. Joanne was too afraid to
let her go and pursued the excited young teenager
fixing her mouth firmly to her sloppy young cunt.
I wound my hand in Joanne's dark hair and moved
her head so that her mouth left her sister's cunt.
She looked up at me. I could feel Penny trembling
on my lap, overtaken by the effects of the orgasm.
The room was full of the smell of her excited
cunt.

"Go and lie on the bed, Joanne," I said, "lie on
you back, pull hour heels up to your arse and
spread your thighs." She got up and moved over to
the bed doing exactly as I commanded. Penny and I
looked across at the sexy sight. We could see the
wide pink gash of her cunt between her parted
thighs. Her breasts made two lovely firm mounds
not yielding to gravity. I raised Penny from my
lap and she stood beside me on trembling legs.

"I am going to play with Joanne for a while," I
said to the blushing teenager, "make us some fresh
coffee and some sandwiches." Without looking
further at her as I knew that she would obey me, I
moved over to the bed and lay down beside her
older sister. I tilted the sexy young brunette's
face towards me and looked into her dark eyes.

"Is your bottom sore, darling," I chuckled
maliciously. I felt her shudder.  I put my lips to
hers and began to slowly kiss her. I moved my lips
insistently against her soft mouth and slowly
protruded my tongue until it brushed her lips.
Still looking into her eyes I moved my tongue
between her lips until with a defeated sigh her
mouth opened under my demanding lips allowing me
complete freedom.

I gave her a long slow sexy deep kiss sliding one
arm round her under her armpit on to her beautiful
breast and the other hand I rested on her softly
rounded stomach just above her newly shaved cunt
mound. I continued to gently feel her breast as I
kissed her and, still looking into her eyes I slid
my other hand between her plump splayed thighs on
to her shaved cunt. She gasped against my kiss as
she felt my marauding fingers begin to wander
inquisitively over her soft flesh arousing
sensations that she had previously only felt
privately in the darkness of her bed or with her
young fianc‚.

I felt all around her young cunt gently yet
deliberately moving my fingers all over the soft
yet fleshy bare outer lips and caressing the
delicate flesh just between her cunt and the
rosebud dimple of her arsehole. She was panting
against my mouth and her widened eyes were staring
into mine. I slipped first one and then two
fingers into her soft clinging cunt and began a
slow deliberate finger-fuck as I kissed her. I
could feel her thighs clenching as her heels
pressed into the bed under the exquisite
sensations emanating from her reluctantly excited
cunt.  I took my lips from hers and looked into
her eyes.

"Give me a nice wank, Joanne," I said. She was so
much under my control now that she did not even
protest. Her soft hand grasped my prick about
halfway along the shaft and she began to toss me
off. Before long she had brought me to stiffness.
"I feel like a nice fuck before supper," I said to
my sexy reluctant partner who looked back at me in
horror.

"Please use something," she begged, "you must. I
am not on the pill and I can't get pregnant!!" I
laughed.

"I never use anything," I said, "I am going to
fuck both of you more than once before the night
is over and you will probably both end your
holiday pregnant. It will give you something to
remember me by!" Joanne stopped wanking me, lay
with her hand on my stiff prick and began to cry
softly in my arms.

"You couldn't be so wicked," she gasped. All this
time I had been giving her wet cunt a thorough
finger-fuck. I now had three fingers buried up her
tight hole. I moved between her spread thighs and
slipped the head of my prick between the fleshy
lips of her wet cunt. She gasped and bit her lip
looking into my eyes with her wide-open and filled
with fear and horror. I began to slowly fuck her
just using about two inches of my prick. I was
conscious of Penny watching in fascination.

"Get on with the supper Penny," I said, "it will
be your turn before long." I heard the teenager
gasp and I turned my attention back to her sexy
older sister. I slowly slid my stiff prick right
up her wet clinging cunt until I was buried in her
to the balls and began to fuck the frightened
girl. In spite of her anxiety and tension, she
took my whole prick with no problem at all and
gave a deep gasp. As I fucked her I kissed her
deeply and worked on her hot little tongue. I
looked into her dark eyes and I felt her beginning
to pant into my mouth as, despite herself, her
hips began to move rhythmically thrusting her
pubic bone into me and pushing her bare shaved
cunt as deeply on to my prick as she could.

The sensations I was arousing in her were too much
for her and overcame her fear of pregnancy. She
could not help herself as her strong sexy thighs
went round my back without my having to tell her.
She clasped me tightly pulling my stiff prick
deeper up her cunt. I felt her heels pressing into
the cheeks of my arse and her nails began to claw
my shoulders. Her breathing became shallower and
faster and a blush started on her neck and spread
to her chest. I took my mouth from hers and she
threw her head back and began to gasp loudly. I
moved my hands to her firm breasts and began to
squeeze them in time with my thrusts. She gasped
and began to emit pre-orgasmic squeals in time
with my thrusts. She was clearly a very sexy
excitable girl in spite of her fear. I took my
lips from hers and looked across at Penny. "Watch
your sister, darling" I said.  "I am going to make
her come".

At that moment Joanne gave a shuddering gasp and
became rigid as an orgasm swept through her
reluctantly excited body. I had not come and I lay
with my stiff prick buried in her cunt gently
fondling her beautiful breasts while I watched her
young sister gazing in wide-eyed astonishment.
When Joanne had calmed down I kissed her gently.
"That was lovely, Joanne darling." I said "you are
a choice fuck. Did you enjoy it?" She bit her lip
and shuddered. I was lying with my semi-stiff
prick buried in her wet cunt and my hands full of
her firm young breasts. I looked into her dark
eyes.

"I don't think that it is very fair, you know," I
said conversationally, "I have given you a nice
orgasm and you haven't made me come yet."

"Please, please don't get me pregnant," the young
brunette under me begged.

I kissed her and said gently,

"Feel my balls with one hand and stick one of the
fingers of your other hand up my arsehole." She
went red and then pale.

"I just couldn't do such a thing," she gasped,
"that's really perverted." I just looked at her
and she got the message. I felt her cool hand on
my balls and the softness of her other hand as it
parted my sweaty arse cheeks. A combination of her
sweat and mine lubricated her finger as she
reluctantly pushed it up my arse. I clenched my
buttocks against her little finger and kissed her
gently.

"Now fuck my arse with your finger until I am
stiff and ready to fuck you again." She closed her
eyes in horror but did as I commanded and under
the stimulus of her stiff exciting little finger I
was soon ready for her again.  Her cunt was wet
and ready as I lay stuck up her to the balls. I
would not have been surprised if she had not felt
a guilty pleasure in fingering my arsehole. I
began to fuck her hard her without bothering too
much about her pleasure, she had already had her
fun!

Despite herself, her thighs came up and grasped my
waist again pulling me deeper into her as I took
her breasts in my hands and began to roughly
squeeze them. She gasped. I increased the length
of my stroke and gave her a really rough ride. I
felt the warmth begin to build in my balls and
waves of sensation spread down my legs and up my
spine. I saw her eyes widen as she felt my prick
begin to spasm. With a last thrust I rammed my
stiff tool as far up her as I could and felt spurt
after spurt of potent hot cum jetting against the
unprotected walls of her fertile womb. She had
tears in her eyes but lay clasping me to her with
her thighs, not daring to move. With my hands full
of her beautiful breasts I lay forward so that my
complete weight was on her soft body and put my
mouth to her ear.

"I have just shot a real load up you Joanne," I
whispered into her ear, "if you are not pregnant
as a result of that it will be a miracle." She lay
and sobbed quietly, still impaled on my softening
prick. I pulled out her with a soft slurping sound
and lay by her as she lay inert, seemingly in a
state of shock. I looked across at Penny who was
still watching us, her mouth open on wonder. I got
up from the bed and motioned to the teenager who
reluctantly came towards me. As she reached me I
did not hesitate but slipped my hand straight
between her thighs cupping her hairy little cunt.

She gasped and tried to pull away but I had too
firm a hold with my palm on her cunt and my
fingers extending along her perineum and buried in
the sweet cleft of her young buttocks brushing her
virginal arse. I put my arm round the shocked
teenager and kissed her gently as I continued to
feel her cunt, which began to moisten under my
probing questing fingers. I moistened my finger in
her juice and slipped the tip into her tight young
arse. She gasped and her whole body tensed. I lay
on the bed beside Joanne on her left, pulling
Penny down by the cunt until she was lying beside
me. I was between the two sisters.

Joanne was still lying a state of shocked misery
still worrying about pregnancy and her younger
sister was lying in my arms, her hairy virginal
cunt captured in my palm and the tip of my finger
very gently finger-fucking her tight young
arsehole. I kissed the teenager gently.

"You saw how Joanne wanked me, Penny, now you do
it." Her reluctant little hand moved to my shaft
and I put my big hand over her little one
demonstrating exactly how I liked it and very soon
she had caught on and was giving my semi-stiff
prick a delicious wank. I lay back and looked at
Joanne who very reluctantly returned my gaze. "Did
you ever suck your fianc‚ off?" I asked casually.
She went red and then pale and I knew that I had
scored another bulls-eye. I nodded downwards and
the sweaty young girl moved down between my
thighs. I did not have to force her. Her
resistance had been broken, temporarily at least,
by the two orgasms and by her fear that I had made
her pregnant. I looked down at the crushed girl.

"Fucking you has made me all sweaty so I want you
to clean me up, now start licking my prick and
balls". I said firmly, putting one hand on the
back of her head and moving her face towards my
sweaty groin. I felt her breath on my balls and
the softness of her tongue as she began to lick
me. "Lick me harder" I commanded harshly "go all
over my prick and balls". I relaxed back, enjoying
the sensation while the frightened young brunette
cleaned up my sweaty balls with her reluctant
tongue as her younger sister wanked my stiff
prick. I noticed though that she was carefully
avoiding the threatening swell of my the head of
my prick.

"You have cleaned up my sweat nicely like a good
girl. That feels much better. Now take the end of
my prick into your mouth and suck me off". She
looked hopelessly up at me. I reached down and put
my hand on her soft hair pushing my prick against
her soft lips which reluctantly parted. I slipped
the end of my prick into her warm wet mouth and
she reflexly closed her lips around it.

I looked at Penny. "Toss me off gently into your
sister's mouth" I ordered. She got the message
very quickly and before long I was looking down at
my new little cocksucker with her ruby lips firmly
closed around my thick shaft, her dark eyes fixed
on mine, sucking rhythmically as her young sister
tossed me off into her mouth. She was giving me a
really pretty competent blowjob and it was clear
that this was far from the first time that she had
sucked a prick. I did not have to guide her.

Every so often she paused in her rhythmical
sucking, drew her hot lips back so that only about
an inch of my prick was in her mouth and ran her
soft tongue over the bottom rim of the big head of
my circumcised prick. Then she continued with her
rhythmical sucking, matching her sucking perfectly
in time with the regular strokes of her young
sister's wanking hand.
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So much oppression in our culture is based on shame about sex: the oppression of women, of cultural minorities, oppression in the name of the (presumably asexual) family, oppression of sexual minorities. We are all oppressed. We have all been taught, one way or another, that our desires, our bodies, our sexualities, are shameful. What better way to defeat oppression than to get together in communities and celebrate the wonders of sex?
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« Reply #1 on: December 07, 2007, 01:18:05 AM »

"That's wonderful, Joanne darling. You are a
really good little cocksucker".  She was doing
such a good job that I could feel the pressure
beginning to build in my balls again. "Take your
mouth off my prick, sweetheart, and stop wanking
me. Just relax holding my prick" I said quietly.
Joanne looked at me in relief hoping that her
ordeal was over..

"Fucking you has made my arse all sweaty" I said
conversationally "just clean that up as well would
you". I  lay back, spread my thighs wider and
pushed a pillow under my arse raising it from the
bed so that she had complete access to my hairy
hole. I heard Penny gasp loudly and the sisters
looked at one another.

"Oh God!" Joanne gasped, "you can't make me to do
that."

"You will Joanne darling" I said "you know what I
will do to you if you give me any trouble. You
have already had one thrashing today". With a sob
she moved her head backwards and I felt her begin
to lick my perineum, moving reluctantly towards my
sweaty arse. I put my hand on her head and pulled
her firmly between my thighs until I felt her lips
on my arsehole. "Now Joanne, just French kiss my
hole like you would your fianc‚'s lips, running
your tongue around the rim and pushing your tongue
as deeply up me as you can".

She sobbed but complied and I relaxed back and
enjoyed the dual sensation of her young sister
wanking my stiff prick as Joanne sucked and kissed
my sweaty hole pushing her hot tongue deep inside
me. The sensations were incredible as I looked
down at the sexy curvy young brunette between my
spread thighs sucking, kissing firmly and deeply
tonguing my sweaty arse. I lay back and watched
her as she humiliated herself in front of her
young sister, destroying the last vestiges of her
self-respect and  enjoying the sensations that
spread from my arse hole through my body. I kept
her at it for what must have seemed hours to her
but I was enjoying it too much to let her stop.
Finally I patted her on the head.

"That's fine, Joanne, my hole is nice and clean
now. You can go back to sucking me off". She
quickly moved from my arse, looked up into my
eyes, and took my stiff prick deep into her hot
mouth between her hot red lips. I put my hand on
her head and gently moved it back and forwards so
that she was fucking my prick with her mouth as
her sister continued to wank me. I took my hand
away and she had clearly got the message as she
continued fucking my hard stiff prick with his
ruby lips as she sucked me harder her head bobbing
backwards and forwards.

She was such a natural cocksucker that I knew that
I would not last long. As I felt the pressure in
my balls I held her head with both hands and
pushed my prick deeper towards the back of her
throat. My prick hardened more and I came in a
shattering ejaculation, which flooded my body with
waves of sensation. I felt the jets of hot cum
drowning her mouth and throat as I held her firmly
on my prick. She gave a loud gasp as she felt the
hot cum and blushed deeply as I humiliated her
further in front of her young sister.

I just lay and relaxed letting the sensations of
my orgasm die away. I looked at the sisters, one
with her soft hand grasping my relaxing shaft the
tip of which the older one still held between her
lips. I could see a small white trail running from
the corner of Joanne's violated mouth. She had had
a hard time and so had I, I would need a rest!!

I motioned to Joanne and she slipped my prick from
her mouth with relief. I got up from between the
sisters and moved over sitting on the soft chair
by the fire. I thought that I would have my supper
and some entertainment to help me recuperate. I
motioned to Penny.

"Bring my coffee and sandwiched over. Joanne, you
lie on your back on the bed like I told you before
with your heels up to your arse and your thighs
spread." She looked at me dumbly as she complied,
realizing that their ordeal was not yet over. When
I had taken my supper from Penny I said to her,
"Go back and lie on the bed beside your sister."
She hastened to comply.

"Now," I said conversationally, "you said that you
had never played with each other before. This is
where you are going to learn. Put your arms round
each other and start kissing and rubbing your
cunts together. Then, while you are kissing start
feeling one another's cunts." The both gasped,
looked at each other and looked dumbly back at me
but did not move. I picked up my belt
thoughtfully. Joanne gasped with horror and pulled
Penny into her arms and began to kiss her. Keeping
their lips joined, she rolled her young sister
onto her back and parted her thighs. Placing
herself between the thighs of the young brunette
the older girl began to agitate her hot shaved
cunt against the hairy one of her sister.

I don't know if she realized that she was
transferring my cum to her sister's virgin cunt!! 
Despite themselves they were both becoming excited
by the friction of their rubbing cunts and their
kisses deepened and became more sexy. Joanne moved
from between Penny's thighs and lay facing her,
still kissing her, with her sister in her arms. I
saw her take Penny's hand and put it between her
parted thighs on to her own bare cunt while she
put her own hand between her sister's slender
young thighs and began to thoroughly feel her
cunt. Penny quickly caught on and soon the two
sisters were masturbating one another without
inhibition and gasping loudly despite themselves
as I watched with amusement.

They were too excited to continue the kiss and
their lips parted
as they lay together looking into one another's
eyes and frantically playing with each other. The
sound of their ragged breathing filled the room
and suddenly Penny came in Joanne's hand with a
deep gasp and a little squeal, closely followed by
her sister. Their hot sweaty bodies were covered
with a post-orgasmic blush as they trembled in
each other's arms looking deeply into one
another's eyes.

Joanne pulled her young sister closer and began to
kiss her continuing to gently feel her wet cunt.
Penny just lay passively and submitted to being
felt by her older sister. When they had recovered
I said to Joanne, "Leave Penny alone lying on her
back." Joanne obediently moved away from her young
sister and looked at her as she lay on her back
with her thighs apart.  "Pull your heels up to
your arse and spread your thighs, Penny," I
ordered, and her thighs obediently spread showing
me the pink slit of her wet cunt.  "Now, Joanne,"
I said, "kneel with your thighs on either side of
Penny's head. She did so and looked questioningly
across at me. I couldn't believe that the two
sisters hadn't worked out yet what I wanted them
to do. Perhaps they had but were reluctant to do
it in spite of their fear of my belt. I got up and
went over to the bed so that I was standing by
Joanne.

"Bend forward until your head is between your
sister's thighs and kiss and suck her cunt." I
ordered. Joanne looked at me in horror.

"I couldn't," she whispered, "that's so dirty." I
just laughed and putting my hand on the back of
her head I wound my fingers in her soft dark her. 
With gentle pressure I moved her down so that her
face was between Penny's splayed thighs very close
to her cunt.

"If you don't want your arse thoroughly trashed
again Joanne, just 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. Joanne gasped and her mouth went
straight on to her young sister's exposed 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 girl hastened to comply
with my orders and she very quickly got the hang
of things. Before long Penny was having her cunt
very thoroughly tongued and sucked. Her 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 Joanne's ear, "Now, relax
your thighs and drop your cunt so that it is on
your sister's mouth." Again she immediately
complied, not ceasing in her attentions to her
sister's hot hole. I moved up and whispered into
Penny's ear, "you can feel what Joanne is doing to
you, now do the same to her." Penny immediately
put her mouth to her sister's cunt and began to
kiss and lick the wet open slit. "Start sucking
her cunt, Penny," I ordered, "stick your tongue as
far inside her as you can and keep licking and
sucking until I tell you to stop."

I went back to my chair and slowly drank my coffee
and ate my sandwiches watching with pleasure as
the two pretty sisters sucked each other off. 
Penny came first, closely followed by Joanne. 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 Joanne lay panting on the
gasping Penny sweating 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 hot
excitement.

"OK" I said, "have a rest. Just lie down beside
one another and feel one another's cunts while you
get your breath back." The two girls collapsed
side by side on the bed trying to bring themselves
under control but still not daring to resist any
demand I might make. Their hands stole between
each other's thighs and they began to gently feel
each other. I looked at them with amusement. The
two sisters were becoming so lost in one another
that they were forgetting me! Now that they had
discovered, albeit reluctantly, the delights of
each other's sexy bodies I doubted if this would
be last time that they would enjoy one another!!

I left the pretty pair playing with one another
and picked up a handbag that was lying by the
chair. I opened it and noted their address from
Joanne's passport. I also checked their religion
with some amusement realizing that it would be
very difficult for them to have an abortion if
either or both became pregnant as a result of
tonight's activities. I tucked the note of their
address into a pocket of my rucksack and walked
across and sat on the bed, motioning to the pretty
pair to part which they did, rather reluctantly I
felt! I moved between them and lay down turning to
Penny. I slipped a hand straight between her
slender thighs and began to finger-fuck her wet
cunt as I looked into her eyes.

"You have seen me fuck Joanne, well now it is your
turn." I heard Joanne gas pan stir behind me.

"Please leave her alone, you can have me again
instead," she whispered. I laughed.

"I will have you again anyway before the night is
out Joanne, darling. Right now I am interested in
fucking your pretty sister."

"Please leave her alone," Joanne begged as Penny
squirmed on my fingers, looking helplessly at me,
"she is a virgin."

"Not for much longer," I chuckled, increasing the
vigour of my finger-fuck, using two fingers and
pressing inside the teenager until I felt the
barrier of her hymen against my fingers. Her cunt
was sopping wet against my fingers. I gently
rolled the teenager on to her back and parted her
thighs by placing my unoccupied hand on the soft
flesh of the inside of her knee and gently moving
her legs apart. I moved between her thighs and
looked into her terrified eyes. I glanced at her
tense and anxious sister.

"You are going to help me fuck Penny for the first
time I told the horrified girl. Put your hand on
the hairy little cunt you were feeling an moment
ago and open the lips. Then you can give me a wank
to get me ready and help my prick into your
sister's virgin cunt." I said. Joanne looked
appalled at me but did not move. "Do you remember
the belt?" I asked quietly. Without hesitation
Joanne reached across and began to give me a slow
delicious instinctively sensuous, wank.

I quickly stiffened under her skillful hand. I
glanced at her meaningfully and she used her other
hand to part the fleshy lips of her frightened
young sister's hairy wet cunt and introduced the
round head of my stiff prick into her virgin body.
I slowly began to fuck the frightened teenager
using just about an inch of my stiff prick and
manipulating her soft wet clinging cunt very
gently. When she realised that she wasn't being
hurt she began to relax, looking into my eyes with
a deep blush on her soft cheek. I looked across at
Joanne who was still holding my stiff shaft in her
hot hand.

"I need to concentrate of Penny for a while," I
said, "While I am taking your sister's virginity
you can be fondling my balls and arse. As I poke
your little sister I want to feel your hand on my
balls and your finger in my arse." Joanne didn't
bother protesting now but I felt her soft hand
begin to caress my balls. I began to move rather
deeper into Penny, lengthening my stroke slightly.
Soon I felt the resistance of her hymen. She
gasped, paled and bit her lip and I knew that she
had felt it too. I did not hesitate but began to
thrust very slightly harder gently stretching her
thin protective membrane.

She screwed her eyes up in anguish and I knew that
it had begun to hurt her a little. If I had not
got her ready by allowing the sisters to play with
each other and then giving her a good finger-fuck
she would be feeling it much more!!! I was now
fucking her with about three inches of my prick
and I could feel the delicate internal membrane
stretching at every thrust. Her sister's cool hand
was still fondling my balls and I felt her other
hand part the cheeks of my hairy arse and a wave
of pleasurable sensation passed over me I felt her
stiff moist little finger enter my arse.

I turned and looked at Joanne, "Just keep gently
finger-fucking my arse until I tell you to stop,"
I ordered. I decided that it was time to finally
pluck Penny's cherry. I leaned forward so that I
was partially lying on the teenager and filled my
hands with the firm cones of her delicious young
breasts. As I continued fucking her I was
conscious of the sensual tingle of her sister's
stiff finger in my arse. I withdrew my prick until
I was only just inside her outer lips and brought
my lips close to her ear. Her eyes were screwed up
and I squeezed her breasts to get her attention.
She opened her dark eyes and fixed them
apprehensively on mine.

"I am going to take your cherry now Penny," I said
into her ear and without giving her time to react
I slid my prick straight up her in one movement
puncturing and wrecking her hymen. She gave a
terrified little squeal and a tear ran from the
corner of her eye. She knew now that she had been
deflowered, that she was no longer a virgin. I
smiled down into her pale, defeated pinched face
and began to fuck her slowly lengthening my stroke
until she was getting almost the whole length of
my stiff prick. As I fucked her young sister I
turned to Joanne.

"You can take your finger out of my arse now," I
said, I am going to be occupied with Penny for a
while. Go and make us some coffee." Joanne looked
helplessly at her sister and slipped off the bed.
In a moment I heard the clatter of cups but I
sensed that she was still watching her younger
sister's torment. I leaned forward and kissed the
pretty girl spread-eagled under me. I continued to
feel her sweet breasts as I fucked her and I
leaned
forward and kissed her half-open lips, taking
immediate possession of her mouth which I began
leisurely to explore. I was now fucking the
teenager fairly hard and I sensed the end of my
knob brushing against her young cervix with each
stroke.

I thought that she would be too tense and afraid
to have an orgasm. I had taken her virginity and I
was close to shooting a load into her unprotected
young womb. I began to ride her even harder,
squeezing and mauling her breasts. Her legs lay
weakly and nerveless splayed apart as I poked her
tight young cunt. She was gasping into my mouth
with each thrust.

I took my mouth from hers and whispered into her
ear, "I am about to come up you Penny, this is
where you get your baby." She groaned aloud. I
ignored her and squeezed her young breasts harder
as I thrust deeper into her cunt. I felt my balls
begin to tighten and my prick hardened as the
ejaculation began. I smiled down at her in triumph
as I knew she could feel spurt after spurt of hot
potent cum spewing past her cervix and into her
unprotected womb.

I gave her tits a last squeeze and rolled off her.
She just lay gazing at the roof of the hut and did
not move. I saw Joanne looking at us with horror
in her eyes. I smiled across at her,
"You could both be pregnant now," I said, "that
would be some holiday!" I rolled off the exhausted
girl and looked across at her sister who looked
back at me apprehensively.

"Bring me some coffee, Joanne darling," I said.
She blushed at the endearment but brought me a
steaming cup of fragrant coffee. As she bent to
put on the small bedside table I slipped my hand
between her thighs and put two fingers straight up
her wet cunt. She gasped a little and slightly
spread her legs. "That's a good girl!" I said
mockingly as I began to finger-fuck her, relishing
the wet feel of my cum on my fingers. "Lean over
and give me a kiss," I commanded, "I am too tired
after fucking your pretty sister to get up."

I pulled her towards me by the cunt and she bent
and kissed me as I had ordered. Her long sexy hair
fell across my face in a silky curtain. I slipped
my tongue into her mouth and gave her a long slow
sexy kiss as I worked on her hot wet cunt. She was
beginning to gasp a little against my mouth and I
was conscious of the lovely curve her breasts made
as they swayed under her as she bent over me. I
removed my lips from hers but, by maintaining
pressure on her cunt, I kept her bending over me.
I took her breast in my mouth and began to suck on
it, teasing the nipple and areaola with my tongue
and teeth. I moved from one pretty breast to the
other stiffening her hard little nipples.

As I sucked her breasts I continued finger-fucking
the pretty young brunette and I decided to give
her another orgasm. I began to run my finger up
the groove of her cunt between each stroke, just
flicking the hard little button of her clitoris.
She began to gasp, emitting a loud exhalation of
air each time I flicked her clitoris. Her legs
parted further involuntarily and I stroked her
perineum gently before sliding my middle finger up
her tight little arsehole. I began to finger-fuck
her arse while rubbing my palm across the fleshy
lips of her shaved cunt and flicking her clitoris
with the ball of my thumb. I knew that she would
not be able to stand this for long.  I began to
suck harder on her breasts, biting them a little.
I could see the beads of sweat on her brow as the
pre-orgasmic flush began to spread from her cheeks
over her shoulders and down her chest. Her
breathing deepened and she came with a shudder in
my hand. I gave her breast a last bite and
released her.

"Pour you and your sister some coffee and come to
bed," I told the shaking young brunette. She went
and brought the cups and lay on the other side of
her sister. I let her help the exhausted young
girl into a sitting position and prop her up on
the pillows. Her first fuck had really taken it
out of her, she appeared almost in a state of
shock. The two girls had nothing to say for
themselves as they drank their coffee and I just
left them to it.

When they had finished, Penny looked anxiously at
me and blushed.

"Can I please go to the toilet?" she whispered
shyly. I just laughed an motioned her off the bed.
While she was away I turned to her pretty sister
and put my arm round her sliding my hand on to her
breast which I began to feel rather firmly,
squeezing her soft flesh in my hand. To amuse
myself I slipped my lips over her other nipple and
began to suck her deliciously firm young breast,
drawing her nipple between my teeth and stiffening
the erect little organ further. I heard Penny come
back and I released Joanne.

Although I had been feeling Joanne and sucking her
tit, nothing had happened down below for me so I
decided that I had had it for the present and it
was getting late anyway.

"Time to go to sleep girls" I said "blow out the
lamp and let's get some rest".

Penny blew out the lamp and returned to the bed. I
moved into the middle so that I had Joanne and
Penny on either side of me and I settled down for
sleep. The only light in the hut the now was the
soft red glow of the stove.  I could hear the
storm raging outside and wondered if we should be
trapped up here for the next day.

Although I was enjoying the pretty sisters I still
had my business with Jonathan and Jane and I did
not have much time. I fell asleep without much
difficulty, after all I had had a lot of exercise!
Much later I woke up. I knew that it was still a
couple of hours until morning and I was beginning
to feel like some more fun. I could tell from the
quiet even breathing that the two sisters were
both asleep.

I considered my options. Although I had enjoyed
deflowering Penny and I would fuck her again
before I left I was really more attracted to her
older, sexually more aware, and experienced
sister. I turned to Joanne who was lying half on
her back turned away from me with her thighs
slightly parted.  I slipped a hand between her
thighs and gently began to feel her bare shaved
cunt. She stirred slightly in her sleep and
sighed. I began to fondle her a little more
firmly, slipping my finger between the flesh outer
lips of her cunt and beginning a gentle finger-
fuck flicking her clitoris from time to time. She
began to become moist under my attentions, sighed
again and woke up with a gasp. I gently turned her
face towards me and began to kiss her.

As soon as my lips met hers her mouth opened
allowing me full possession. I kissed the sleepy
brunette awake, took my lips momentarily from
hers, and whispered in her ear, "Do you fancy a
fuck, Joanne darling?" I said quietly. She
shivered a little. "Give me a nice wank to get me
ready." Her hand moved to my semi-stiff prick and
she began to wank me expertly. "You really are
good at that!" I whispered and began to kiss her
again, continuing with a deep finger-fuck of her
bare wet cut, now using three fingers and not
causing her any noticeable discomfort.. She
blushed furiously. With her expert stimulation it
was not long before I was stiff and ready for her.
I lay on my back and gently moved Joanne so that
she was sitting astride my thighs.

"Now," I said, "take my prick in one hand, open
the lips of your cunt with the other and lower
yourself on to me." With her co-operation I gently
lowered the pretty brunette on to my prick pushing
it slowly but smoothly up her wet, bare tight
little cunt.

"Now, you fuck me" I said. I suspected that she
had been in this position before because she
immediately began to sweetly move up and down on
my stiff prick, supporting herself on her knees
and leaning slightly forward. I raised my hands
and grasped her swinging breasts so that I could
simultaneously fuck and feel her.

I was guiding her movements with the pressure I
was exerting on her firm young breasts and we soon
worked up a lovely rhythm. I was not concerned
about making it last too long and as I could see
the beginning of the flush of her oncoming orgasm
spreading from her cheeks to her neck and upper
chest I pulled her down on to me and gave her a
deep kiss as I felt the spasms deep in her cunt as
she came hard. At the same time the pressure in my
balls boiled over and waves of sensation passed
over my body. I shot spurt after spurt of hot cum
past her cervix into her womb as she gasped
against my lips and writhed on my prick. I lifted
her from my prick which slid easily from her moist
hole and laid her panting hot young body beside
me. "That was lovely, Joanne darling" I said and
fell asleep again leaving the hot sweaty panting
girl lying awake beside me.

When I awoke again it was beginning to get light
and from the silence outside the wind appeared to
have dropped. Both girls seemed half awake and I
moved over Joanne, aware of the smell of sweat
from her night-time exertions. I stood up and
stretched and went and used the toilet. When I
came back into the living area I went to the
window and looked out. It had stopped snowing and
there was little wind. I would be able to get down
to Grindelwald easily. When I turned from the
window I saw that both sisters were awake watching
me. I moved back to the bed, climbed over Joanne
and lay down between them.

They were both lying on their backs looking up at
the roof of the hut. I slid a hand on to the
nearest thigh of each girl.

"Spread your legs," I ordered quietly and was
amused to see how rapidly my instructions were
obeyed. I slid my hands on to their exposed cunts
and began to fondle the two sisters relishing the
difference between Joanne's rather looser bare
cunt and her sister's tight hairy little orifice.
I turned to Joanne and saw that she was looking at
me. I moved my lips to hers and her mouth opened
under mine. I gave her a slow sexy kiss before
whispering,
"I am going to fuck Penny again, give me a nice
wank to get me ready." She did not bother
protesting and I continued to kiss her and to feel
both sisters as I felt her soft hand begin to wank
me to stiffness. It did not take long before I was
ready for her younger sister.

I took my lips from Joanne's and said, "While I am
fucking your sister you can make me some
breakfast. There is some stuff in my pack. Now get
on with it." I released her cunt and turned to the
nervous teenager lying beside me. I slipped an arm
round her and moved my hand down on to her firm
young buttocks while leaving the other hand
between her slender thighs. I began to finger-fuck
her cunt using first one and then two fingers and
I slipped a finger of the other hand straight up
her tight clinging young arsehole.

She gasped and reddened. I began to kiss her,
taking immediate and full possession of her mouth
and casually and completely exploring her lips and
gums. I could feel her cunt becoming wet in my
hand. I took my fingers from her cunt and raised
her thigh so that it was over mine giving my stiff
prick complete access to her moist and ready cunt.
I pulled her slightly towards me, still impaled on
my finger in her arse and slipped the head of my
prick between the outer lips of her wet tight
hairy little cunt. Although she was tight it was
easier than the first time. I had her so moist
that I could slide my eight inch prick straight up
the teenager in one smooth stroke until I was
buried in her to the balls.  She gasped and
screwed her eyes up. Her blush deepened.

I started to slowly fuck Penny pulling her on to
my prick with the finger I had stuck up her arse.
I could only use about four inches of my prick as
the position was too restricting so I slid my
finger from the teenager's arse and brought it to
her lips she tried to keep her lips closed but I
slid my insistent finger beyond them and made her
lick it clean. She gasped with horror and disgust.
I moved her on to her back and began to ride her
harder.

Her eyes were wide and I could feel her hips
beginning to move with me. She was enjoying this
fuck more than her first!! I began to kiss her as
I moved my hands to her firm young breasts and
began to tease her nipples to hardness, and began
to fuck her more vigorously using all of my prick.
Her eyes widened and she began to pant under my
lips as, despite herself, she became more excited.
I took my lips from hers and looked into her eyes.
I
whispered into her ear under her sweaty hair, "Put
your legs round my back and start moving your
hips, darling, you will enjoy it much more".

Her slender young legs rose compliantly from the
bed where they had been lying splayed and relaxed
and she wrapped her strong thighs around me just
above my arse and began to pull me into her. Her
hips began to move sweetly with me and we began a
nice slow rhythmical deep and satisfying fuck. I
slipped my hands between us on to the firm cones
of her breasts as they bounced sweetly with each
strong thrust and I began to feel her, twisting
her erect pink nipples. I could hear her breathing
becoming more ragged and she started to emit tiny
wordless squeaks in time with my thrusts.

I could feel the pressure building and I made no
effort to delay things. Just as I felt the spasms
of her orgasm begin deep in her cunt I felt the
warmth from my balls spread through my body and I
began to come. Spurt after spurt of potent fluid
jetted past her cervix into her unprotected womb
as she came with a loud gasp and a squeal. I gave
the sweaty teenager a last kiss and rolled off
her. She drew her legs up and pressed her thighs
together lying on her back looking up at the
ceiling. I did not say anything as I felt that
this was the best position to ensure that my cum
stayed in her and making her pregnant.

I chuckled to myself as I got off the bed and went
for a quick wash leaving the exhausted teenager
still trying to come to terms with what had
happened to her. I could smell the enticing smell
of frying bacon as the naked Joanne was making my
breakfast. I went up behind her as she stood at
the stove, slipped my arms around her and cupped
her full firm breasts. I played with the sexy
woman a moment, rubbing my semi-stiff prick
against the sweet swell of her bottom before
releasing her and going to look out of the window.
It was now light, the wind had dropped and it had
stopped snowing. I went back to the table and sat
down as Joanne served me my breakfast. I pointed
to a hard kitchen chair about five feet away.

"You can entertain me while I have my breakfast,"
I told the brunette, "sit there, spread your
thighs and play with your tits and cunt. I want to
see you come before I finish eating." I watched
with amusement as the now totally cowed woman sat
on the hard chair and splayed her thighs. I could
see the evidence of my previous activity from the
dried cum all over her outer lips and upper
thighs. She must have been very uncomfortable in
the night! She slipped two fingers of one hand
into her cunt and began to play with herself using
the other hand to manipulate a prominent nipple
which rapidly stiffened.

I ate my breakfast and watched the stunning sight
of a compliant girl masturbating herself to orgasm
within five feet of me. Her breathing rapidly
quickened and became more ragged. She was now
vigorously using three fingers to play with her
wet cunt and hard little clitoris. I could see her
moisture on her fingers. In spite of her efforts
she was too tense to be able to come but watching
her had begun to get me ready again although I had
so recently fucked her sister. I motioned to
Joanne.

"You are not going to get any further like that. I
have finished my breakfast, come over here, kneel
between my thighs and suck me off. You can give me
a nice wank first." I spread my thighs. And Joanne
got up and came over and knelt down between them.
I could feel the soft pillows of her breasts
against my hairy calves. She began to wank my soft
prick with her cool hand and, leaning forward,
slipped the head between her soft red lips.

The sensation of her warm wet mouth was
extraordinary and she began skillfully to combine
a gentle wank with her rhythmical sucking. She
really was an expert cocksucker. Her fianc‚ was a
very lucky man! Before long I was hard and I
looked with pleasure at the bobbing head of the
naked brunette as she fucked her hot young mouth
with my stiff prick.

It was nearly time to go but I decided to have one
last fuck now that Joanne had got me stiff again.
I wound my hand in her sweaty hair and gently
pulled her mouth from my prick, to which it
remained attached by a tendril of pre-cum from the
tip of my prick to the corner of her red lips. I
let go of her hair and reached down to grasp a
stiff nipple in my fingers. I twisted it and she
gasped. I stood up and raised the sweaty girl to
her feet by upward pressure on her nipple.

Without saying anything I cleared a space on the
table and moved her so that she was standing at
the table with her thighs pressed against it and
her back to me. I pulled down on her nipple and
compelled her to lie face downwards on the table.
I spread her legs with my foot and the submissive
girl just let things happen. This position gave me
good access to her cunt and arse. I ran my hand
over her well-made bottom and the temptation to
redden it again was just too strong. I reached for
my belt and began to spank her, gently at first.
She sighed loudly with each stroke but I was not
really hurting her. Her bottom began to become red
and I could hear her Penny gasping with horror as
she watched her older sister receiving another
spanking.

I knew that I was not really hurting Joanne. I
slipped my hand between her thighs and, not
altogether to my surprise, her cunt was sopping
wet. The smell of excited girl filled the hut. Her
bottom was now a fiery red. I put my belt down and
moved between her splayed thighs. I ran my hand
over her hot red buttocks and slipped the head of
my stiff prick between the lips of her wet cunt.
With one smooth movement I slid up her until I was
buried in her to the balls. She gasped loudly as I
began to fuck her. As I moved gently in her I
kneaded and fondled the firm flesh of the buttocks
I had just spanked before slipping my hand between
her cheeks and seeking out the rose of her tight
young arsehole.

I moistened my fingers in the slime from her
excited young cunt and slipped first one and then
two fingers into her arse. She gave a surprised
squeak and tried to wriggle but I put my other
hand on the back of her neck and pressed her down
holding her prisoner against the table. As I
fucked her hot wet clinging cunt with a deeper and
stronger stroke I probed her tight arse with two
fingers. I could feel the walls of her arse
gripping my fingers tightly. Despite herself she
was pushing her bottom back into me trying to get
my prick deeper inside her. I was now fucking her
hard with the full length of my prick and I knew
that things would not last long. I felt the
familiar pressure in my balls and a wave of heat
and heightened sensation spread down my legs and
up my back. I rammed my fingers hard up her arse
and she gasped as I began to spurt jet after jet
of hot cum deep into her womb.

Rather to my surprise I saw the flush of orgasm
pass over Joanne's white shoulders and I felt the
velvet ripples pass through her cunt wall gripping
my stiff prick as the waves of intense sensation
swept through her body. I seemed to come for a
long time and I knew that this would be the last I
would manage for a while.

It was time to get going anyway. I pulled out of
the exhausted girl and lifted her from the table
so that she was sitting in a chair. She looked up
at me with unseeing eyes still lost in the
sensations of the orgasm. I chuckled and tweaked
her breast as I left her to compose herself. I
looked across at her sister.

"Pour me some hot coffee, Penny, while I get
dressed," I said and the teenager got of the bed
with alacrity and rushed to comply. I went behind
the small curtain, used the toilet and had a quick
wash. When I was ready I came out and dressed as I
drank my last cup of coffee before I left. The
naked sisters were sitting on hard kitchen chairs,
their cum-stained thighs splayed, watching me
warily. I packed my rucksack and put on my boots.
I put on my anorak and hood. I picked up my
rucksack and fitted it to my shoulders and moved
to the door finally looking back at the pretty
pair "Goodbye girls" I said cheerfully, "Thank you
for the entertainment and the hospitality. I may
check on you in England in a few months to see how
my babies are getting on!" I closed the door of
the hut on their startled faces and moved across
the snowfield towards the north ridge leading to
the path back down to Grindelwald and my
appointment with Jonathan and Jane.


If you would like to know what happened when I met
Jane, let me know. I may add to this if there is
enough interest. Comments, criticism and
suggestions for future stories are welcome at
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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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« Reply #2 on: December 07, 2007, 01:24:06 AM »

The Climbing Hut : Part 3 (Mdom/MF, MM, nc, hum, spank)
by Tafod Arian (aled7@yahoo.com)

The resolution of the story begun in Part's I and II :
The author renews his acquaintance with Jonathan and
carries out his plan to bring his young wife Jane under
his influence

***

Late in the afternoon sunshine I sat outside the chalet
that I maintained in the woods outside Grindelwald and
looked up at the great north face of the Eiger looming
above with on the left the shattered treacherous peak
of the Schreckhorn as I drank my whisky and considered
the events of the last day or so (narrated in 'The
Climbing Hut, Part 2').

True, I had not yet been successful in my attempt on
the Schreckhorn but that could wait. I had been amply
rewarded by my entertainment with Joanne and Penny and
I was already planning to look them up in a few months
next time I was in England.  I still had unfinished
business with Jonathan and Jane (see 'The Climbing Hut,
Part I) but after my efforts of the last couple of days
and interference by the weather delaying my return from
the mountain, I only had one evening left. That should
be sufficient. I already knew from previous observation
that, as honeymooners, they tended to stay at home in
the evenings so I could count on finding them there -
if not, they would find me there when they eventually
returned home!!!

I finished my drink, entered my chalet and showered,
preparing for the evening and night ahead. As usual, I
dressed in loose slacks with no underwear, a black silk
polo-necked sweater and suitable socks for my boots for
the short walk through the woods to their chalet. It
was now after seven pm - time to go. I took a last look
in the mirror, and, satisfied with my preparations,
locked my chalet and set off through the woods.

Before approaching the honeymooner's chalet I stood in
the shadow of the trees and watched. Sure enough, a
light was on and, as they did not expect to be
overlooked, the curtains had not been closed. I stood
silently in the shadows and waited.  After a few
moments I saw Jonathan pass in front of the window and
I smiled to myself. I had happy memories of playing
with his sexy plump body on the mountain. He was
dressed in a fairly tight tee-shirt and the little
mounds of flesh and his chest that I remembered so well
were sweetly outlined. I smiled to myself
reminiscently. I continued to watch as he moved away
from the window and I caught my first sight of Jane. I
recognized her from the photograph that I had forced
Jonathan to show me in the climbing hut.  She was a
trim, rather pretty brunette, in her very early
twenties. She had medium length hair, just on her neck.

Jonathan had, under pressure, described her figure to
me but as she was wearing a thick loose sweater the
details were not apparent from where I was standing.

She was wearing tight ski-pants however, which outlined
a full and promising young bottom. It was time to move
so I quietly moved to the front door of the chalet and
gently tried the door-knob. It was unlocked. Without
hesitating I opened it, went quietly in to the small
outer hall where I slipped off my boots and then opened
the door and entered the main living room. The
occupants turned and looked at me and just froze!

Jane had sat down by the fire while I was crossing from
the woods to the chalet and Jonathan was standing in
the middle of the room by the table. He went as pale as
a ghost when he saw me and began to visibly shake. Jane
looked frightened and a little confused, looking from
her young husband to me and back again. I smiled at the
young couple.

"Good evening, Jonathan," I said quietly, "aren't you
going to introduce me to your lovely wife?" He looked
at me in horror and fear and I realized that he had
probably never known my name.

"I am Mr. Evans, Jane" I said, "and I met your husband
on the mountain last week, didn't he tell you?"

She shook her head and looked at her husband who, if
anything went even paler. I looked at Jonathan and
smiled at the frightened young man.

"That wasn't very nice, Jonathan," I said, "I think
that Jane would be very interested in the night we
spent together in the climbing hut, don't you?"

"Please don't," he whispered wretchedly, " I beg you."
Jane looked at her frightened husband in surprise as
his words began to sink in. She was beginning to
realize that something was not right and began to get
up from her chair.

"Stay where you are, Jane," I snapped brusquely, "and
don't you move either Jonathan."

Jane showed much more spirit than her husband ever had
and got up from the chair, picking up a large
ornamental poker from the fireplace as she did so. She
stood by the chair threateningly holding her weapon,
which clearly made her feel more confident.

"I don't know who you are, you bastard," she said
quickly and nervously, "but you can just get out of our
chalet." I noted the nervous catch in her voice and
knew that she was acting out of character. She had
never threatened anyone and I doubted very much if she
would be able to hit me with the poker. Still, she
showed some spirit.

"Time to put a stop to this," I thought. I moved over
to Jonathan who was standing rigid watching me as a
mongoose watches a snake. As I looked at Jane in the
eyes I cupped her husband's balls in my hand. They both
gasped, Jane with shock and Jonathan with fear,
embarrassment and a little pain as I gently squeezed. I
could feel Jonathan's rasping breath on my cheek as I
felt him and, not altogether to my surprise I felt his
prick beginning to stir. I smiled at him.

"Just like old times Jonathan," I said. He looked at
his wife and blushed a deep red. I looked at Jane. "Put
the poker down, Jane," I said quietly. She looked at me
defiantly and did not move. I squeezed just a little
tighter and he gasped with pain.  "If you don't put the
poker down I am going to hurt your husband," I said
conversationally. Jane looked at us a moment longer,
looked into her husband's terrified eyes and with a
gesture of disgust threw the poker into the fireplace.

"Now sit down and be quiet," I ordered, and the young
wife did as I asked and looked with confusion in her
eyes at her husband, patently unable to protect her,
with his balls in another man's hand. I drew out a
chair from the table and sat down, pulling Jonathan on
to my knee. If anything, he looked even more
embarrassed. He could not look his wife in the eyes. I
put my hand between his legs and began to fondle his
prick and balls again as I looked into his wife's eyes
and smiled at her. I slipped a hand round, under his
armpit on to his tit and began to feel the soft mound I
remembered with such pleasure. I enjoyed the feeling of
his plump arse cheeks on my hard thighs as I looked at
his horrified wife. As I felt her husband I thought
that it was time to bring Jane into the picture.

"I wonder why Jonathan didn't tell you that he met me
at the climbing hut," I said with a smile. At first she
seemed unable to talk, overcome by the feelings of
watching her young husband of only a few days sitting
on an other man's lap and being felt up before her
eyes, without his protesting. I could smell Jonathan's
sweat.

"Please don't," he whispered wretchedly. I tilted his
face towards me and kissed him on the lips, gently
brushing his lips with my tongue. I heard the shocked
gasp from Jane as she watched. I took my lips from her
husband's soft mouth and looked at her.

"It is time you realize how things are Jane," I said,
"on the mountain I made use of your husband. I made him
my bitch. I needed a woman and as there was only your
husband handy, I used him and he enjoyed it, whatever
he may say. However, I promised him that I would get to
know you as well and that is why I am here. Your
husband knows what I like and is willing to accommodate
me, aren't you Jonathan?" He looked from his wife to me
and blushed even deeper if that were possible. "Well?"
I asked, "He can be so cruel, Jane," Jonathan whispered
wretchedly, you just don't know."

I looked at the blushing frightened husband on my lap
and gave his balls another squeeze. He gasped with
pain.

You know what will happen to you both if you don't do
exactly as I say, don't you?" He nodded helplessly. I
kissed him again, this time slipping my tongue between
his lips and taking possession of his mouth. I gave him
a long slow, luxurious kiss, exploring his palate and
gums at my leisure as I looked over his shoulder into
the eyes of his horrified young wife. I released
Jonathan's mouth and looked into his eyes.

"I think that it is time I saw more of your lovely
young bride," I said conversationally, "get me a drink
and then go and strip her to her bra and panties for
me. This time there was a simultaneous gasp of shock
from both of them. I watched Jane's young body
trembling with outrage and anger and I could feel her
husband shaking with fear on my lap. I sighed, they
still had a lot to learn. "I won't tell you again,
Jonathan," I whispered with some menace. He sobbed and
slid off my lap, went to a cupboard and brought me a
stiff whisky.

"Thank you darling," I smiled. He blushed furiously at
the endearment and looked helplessly at me. I nodded
towards Jane.

"Just get on with it," I said. He walked over to his
wife and she looked up at him with an unreadable
expression in her eyes.

"I am so sorry, darling," he said wretchedly to his
young wife, "you don't know what he can be like." He
reached for the hem of her sweater but she brushed his
hands away, looking up at him with contempt beginning
to dawn in her eyes. She rapidly drew the sweater over
her head and looked at me defiantly. She was now
wearing black tight ski-pants and a pale-blue tight tee
shirt, which neatly outlined her pert breasts and
showed the lace of her bra through the thin material.

Her husband looked down at her miserably.

I smiled across at them,"Now the pants and tee-shirt,
Jane darling," I said.

She looked at me with hate in her eyes and, raising her
well-made young bottom from the chair, slipped off her
ski-pants and drew the tee-shirt over her head, leaving
her sitting in a pale blue very thin matching bra and
panties set. The bra was a push-up half-cup bra which
clearly defined her firm young breasts, thrusting them
out and leaving the upper surfaces completely bare. Her
panties were high-cut and flimsy drawn tightly and
defining the fleshy outer lips of a well-made plump
young cunt with a cute little floss of pubic hair
evident under the material.

"You look lovely, Jane darling," I said. She glared at
me, too angry and humiliated to speak. "Come over here
and sit on my lap." They both gasped and did not move.
"Don't make me come and get you," I said with some
menace. Jane looked at her husband with an unreadable
expression in her eyes, got slowly to her feet and
moved reluctantly towards me. I smiled at her as her
husband watched us. I looked with pleasure at her firm
trim young body barely concealed by the thin pale blue
silk and let her see me running my eyes over her. She
flushed. I reached for her hand to draw her onto my lap
but with a sudden burst of spirit she lashed out and
tried to scratch my face with her nails. I caught her
swinging arm by the wrist and held her firmly and I
heard Jonathan gasp.

"You have just made a very big mistake, Jane darling,"
I said quietly as I looked up at the angry trembling
woman, "I am going to have to teach you a lesson". Jane
stood shaking in front of me her cute breasts trembling
slightly, barely concealed by the flimsy bra and I saw
with pleasure some tendrils of dark hair, which were
escaping from under the high-cut hem of her very flimsy
pale blue panties. I could smell the sweat of her fear
and I could hear her young husband's harsh breathing in
the quiet room.

"I am going to thrash you Jane," I said casually, "so
that you remember this for ever and so that you never
make the mistake of defying me again. Jonathan knows by
experience that I mean what I say." The virtually naked
young brunette looked down angrily at me.

"You can't do that!" she whispered, "you just can't." I
just looked up at her and said nothing. Still holding
her by the wrist I slowly took my leather belt off with
one hand looking up all the time into her frightened
eyes. I folded it in half  in my hand making a
convenient strap.

"You can make this as hard for yourself as you like but
you are going to be punished," I said. I looked over at
her husband as he stood trembling by the fireplace. I
beckoned him towards me with the strap and he
reluctantly approached. I was still holding Jane by the
wrist. I looked into Jonathan's frightened eyes.

"Your wife has defied me Jonathan and you know exactly
what I am capable of.  Now pull your wife's panties
down to her knees and get her ready to be punished." I
said to hem.

He looked helplessly into my eyes but saw that I was
implacable. He gave a frustrated hopeless sob and
looked at his young wife.

"I'm so sorry darling," he whispered, "I can't help it.
He is making me do it."

She looked at her husband with increasing contempt in
her eyes and then down at me with frustrated fury. I
still held her by the wrist and I smiled into her hate-
filled eyes as her young husband hooked his fingers in
the thin elasticized waistband of her panties and
pulled them slowly down her smooth tanned thighs to her
knees, which I could see visibly trembling. I sensed
that I had won as I saw defeat beginning to dawn in her
eyes and I released her wrist. I looked up at her and
waited, gently slapping the folded belt against the
palm of my hand. She knew from my eyes that there was
no escape.  I took my time and let her stand in front
of me with her panties round her knees while I
leisurely looked over her fit young body.  She was a
very erotic sight and I decided to embarrass her
further knowing that the more I broke her resistance
now the less trouble I would have with her later...

She had a long slender elegant neck arising from firm
shapely shoulders which supported a really magnificent
pair of breasts shown to their best advantage encased
in the thin sexy pale blue silk bra through which the
hard points of her nipples were very evident. She
seemed to have rather large dark areolae, clearly
visible through the thin nylon. Her chest narrowed to a
slim waist before broadening to a pair of nice roomy
hips and a cute little stomach, relatively flat, but
with an appealing curviness.

"Turn round slowly," I ordered, embarrassing her
further in front of her frightened husband, and again
she did as I asked without protest. I looked
approvingly at the firm swelling of her plump bottom.

She had a very well made arse and looking further I
noted firm but not fat thighs and slender, shapely
calves. Altogether she was very appealing indeed. When
she was facing me again I looked up into her eyes.

"Well?" I asked quietly.

"I'm very sorry," she whispered, hate making her voice
catch and certainly sounding less than sincere. "I know
that it was wrong to try to scratch you. Please, please
don't hurt me. Leave us both alone, we are on honeymoon
and haven't done you any harm."

I looked at her husband.

"Please don't hurt her," he whispered, "we'll do
anything you want, just don't hurt her." I smiled at
him.

"Do you remember how you were dressed in the climbing
hut?" I asked him. He blushed and went pale.

"Oh God!! No!" he whispered.

"You know what I like, so while I attend to your wife -
go and get changed.  Stay in the bedroom till I call
you. But when I call you come out at once and you know
how you are to be dressed." He looked sickly at me and
I saw Jane looking questioningly at him but he did not
meet her eyes. He turned away and slowly and miserably
made his way to the bedroom.

I took Jane by the hand and drew her unwilling body  to
my side and pulled her down so that she lay over on my
lap with her bare cunt against my stiffening prick and
her breasts dangling in a delicious erotic curve. I
enjoyed making her wait so I put the belt down on the
table for a moment and began to feel her plump bottom
squeezing and fondling the globes of her buttocks
before moving to the crack between them. She gasped
with outrage and wriggled a little on my lap before
becoming aware of my stiffening prick against her bare
cunt through the thin nylon of my slacks. I reached
down with my other hand and began to feel her dangling
tit, gently torturing the nipple through her bra until
she gasped with pain.

"Spread your thighs a little," I ordered, and she was
now so terrified that she immediately complied.

Interestingly she was excited despite herself as I
found when I put my hand between her thighs from the
back and felt her moistening cunt. I drew my hand back
and, having lubricated a finger with the female
moistness of her damp cunt I gently pushed it into the
dimple of her arse. She gasped with shock wriggled
again on my lap, her cunt agitating my stiff prick as I
gently finger-fucked her arse while I squeezed her
nipple.

"Please don't," she whispered wretchedly, "that's so
dirty, I've never done anything like that before." I
just laughed and said to her quietly, "Listen to me
Jane, and take notice," I said, "If you want to be able
to sit down comfortably in the future then you better
make no more mistakes. While I am here you do exactly
as you are told, you do not struggle or defy me and you
definitely do not try to scratch me.  Now for your
first lesson in obedience."

I picked up the belt and began to thrash the trembling
plump white arse spread out on my lap. I started
relatively gently taking care not to land too many
stokes in the same place and as her arse reddened I
began to increase the force. At first she  began to
wriggle gasping with each stroke but I held her cunt
firmly against my prick by pulling down on her nipple.

Her arse began to be more clearly marked by the strokes 
of the leather belt and her gasps became wordless moans
as I continued her  punishment.

I increased the force of my stroke more and she began
to emit wordless screams  as each blow landed. I varied
my target, thrashing the tops of her slender thighs as
well as her plump fiery arse. She was screaming loudly
now and I felt a tell-tale warmth in my groin as her
cunt moistened. Despite herself, and in spite of the
pain, the thrashing was exciting her and she wriggled
helplessly on my lap, desperately agitating her bare
wet excited cunt against my prick.

She gave a sudden loud cry and through all her pain
came on my lap with a shattering orgasm. I stopped
thrashing her and her screams subsided to a quiet but
desperate sobbing. I let her lie for a moment 
trembling across my lap as the waves of her orgasm
faded. I could feel the wetness on my slacks over my
prick where she had come and I could smell her sweat.
I gently stroked her red arse and slipped my finger up
her again for a last quick finger-fuck of her tight
little hole - then I withdrew my finger and gave her
red arse cheek a sharp slap. She gasped in pain and
shock. I let go of her nipple and pushed off my knee to
the floor at my feet. She lay in front of me with
splayed legs, the right leg out straight and the left
bent at the knee.

Her flimsy panties made a tight band down round her
knees and her wet cunt gaped.  Tears ran down her face
as she sobbed, her eyes all puffed up. I looked down at 
Jane and smiled, "Did you enjoy that darling?" I asked
maliciously. She shuddered.  "You came anyway," I said
with a smile. She blushed furiously.

"I couldn't help it, you bastard!" she said
breathlessly. I just looked at her and motioned for her
to stand. She just looked dumbly up at me so I reached
down and grasped her by the nipple and, standing pulled
upwards on her tit. She gasped and, driven by the pain
in her tit, scrambled inelegantly to get her legs
underneath her as she struggled to her feet.

I looked in to her eyes and smiled coldly.

"You are going to have to start being a lot more polite
if you want to avoid another spanking," I said as I sat
down. I reached out and cupped her cunt, feeling the
wetness against my palm. She gasped and I felt the wave
of contraction as the muscles of her thighs and ass
clenched against my intrusion. I hooked two fingers in
her cunt and pulled her towards me. At first she
resisted but then took two small steps towards me until
she was standing by my knee, impaled on my fingers and
looking down at me with hate in her pretty eyes. I
could smell the perspiration from her reluctantly
excited body. I rested my arm along the arm of the
chair so that my fingers were extended at the level of
her cunt with my index and middle fingers buried in her
to the knuckle.

"Fuck yourself on my fingers," I said quietly, and it
was a measure of the control that I had achieved with
such little effort that the young woman began
reluctantly to move her hips backwards and forwards,
pleasuring and shaming herself on my stiff outstretched
fingers. I hooked my fingers up slightly so that at
each movement the young brunette drew my fingers along
the roof of her cunt and brushed her clit on my
extended thumb.

Her breathing began to quicken again and a blush began
to spread from her cheeks to her shoulders as her
movement on my fingers became more urgent. I could
smell her perspiration and I saw a fine sheen on her
forehead as she worked her hot tight little cunt on my
fingers. Her thighs parted a little more as she strove,
against her will but unable to control herself, to get
my fingers deeper into her cunt. Her panties were a
tight band just above her knees limiting her movement..

Suddenly her breathing became more ragged, her blush
deepened and she gave a shuddering gasp as she came on
my fingers. I supported her with my fingers in her cunt
as she stood on shaking legs looking past me with
unseeing eyes, lost in the moment, rivers of
perspiration running down the cleavage between her firm
prefect young breasts. Her breathing began to calm down
and the light of recognition returned to her eyes. She
looked down at me with a shudder.

I smiled coldly up at her blushing, embarrassed,
perspiring face.

"I don't think that it is fair that you have cum twice
and I haven't at all, Jane. I think that it would be
nice if you sucked me off." She looked down at me in
horror and glanced at the open bedroom door.

"Please don't make me," she begged, "I have never even
done that for my husband." I spite of this protestation
I saw  guilt in her eyes. I smiled knowingly up at her.

"You have done it before though Jane, haven't you?" I
said. She looked again at the bedroom door and looked
helplessly at me. I smiled at her and lay back in the
chair with my thighs apart. "Pull your panties up and
just get on with it," I ordered.  Jane pulled up her
panties and I looked with pleasure as the damp nylon
clung to and clearly defined her wet pouting slit. She
looked into my eyes and knew that there was no escape.
She bent over me and reached for the zipper of my
slacks.. She drew down the zipper and gasped as my
semi-erect prick emerged. She looked helplessly down
into my eyes. I put my hands on her shoulders, looking
down her cleavage, beaded by sweat and pushed her to
her knees between my thighs, parting her thighs with my
foot until they gaped widely. I looked down with
pleasure at her pouting cunt neatly and clearly
outlined by the now-transparent wet panties.

"Just get on with it," I ordered. "Since you made me
all sweaty by cumming on my lap as I spanked you it
would be nice if you cleaned my prick and balls with
your tongue" I said, " then when I am nice and clean
again you can suck me off."

"I couldn't" she whispered "it's so horrible and dirty.
I've only ever done it once before."

I laughed.

"Just get on with it and shut up, Jane darling. I don't
want to have to tell you again." She blushed at the
endearment and slowly moved her head forward on to my
hard thigh and began reluctantly and amateurishly to
try to clean my prick and balls with her tongue. I
looked down at her as my prick stiffened and rose
towards her lips, which automatically parted. I put my
hand on her dark hair and drew her forward so that I
felt my prick being drawn into her hot soft young mouth
and I looked at the sweet rosebud of her lips stretched
around the shaft. In spite of her protestations I could
tell that she had done this before. Mine was not the
first prick she had sucked. Although not an expert she
clearly had a very good idea what to do. She ran her
tongue around the bottom rim of my knob head very
delicately and began a slow rhythmical sucking, drawing
my prick deep into her hot little mouth and combining
it with a gentle stroking. It felt really great and I
looked down at the now submissive young wife, her head
moving backwards and forwards deliciously on my prick.

I just lay and enjoyed the sensations as the talented
young girl worked on my stiff prick.

She may have been a beginner with not much experience
but she was a natural.

Tapped her on the head and she looked up into my eyes
without pausing in sucking me off.

"Don't stop until I tell you," I ordered her quietly,
"or it will be the worse for you. I had positioned her
so that while she was sucking me off she could see the
door to the bedroom where I had sent her husband. I
looked at the bedroom door. "All right, Jonathan, you
can come out now," I said and I felt his young wife
stiffen in shock as he reluctantly came through the
door. She did not however dare to stop sucking me off
and Jonathan looked in horror at his bride on her knees
between my thighs her dark head bobbing backwards and
forwards on my stiff prick.

The young husband and wife looked at one another each
recognizing the other's humiliation and misery.

Jonathan watched his bride submissively sucking off a
man who had thrashed her bare bottom till she came and
who she had known less than an hour while his wife
paused with her lips around my prick and looked in
shock and horror at her husband. He was dressed in one
of her short nightdresses and a pair of matching tight
high-cut panties clearly outlining his prick and balls.

The nightdress was a delicate silk yellow material and
I knew that I had seen it before.  He had worn it for
me when we were in the climbing hut.

I tapped Jane gently on the head and she obediently
continued to suck me off, her dark head rhythmically
bobbing. I motioned Jonathan towards me and he
reluctantly approached. When he was standing by my
chair I motioned to his legs and he parted his thighs.

I cupped his balls and began to feel him through the
thin nylon as I looked into his eyes. He rapidly became
stiff under my fingers and I began to stroke his prick
through the nylon. He blushed and gasped but did not
dare pull away and I could feel his legs trembling.

A combination of playing with the submissive husband
and the active mouth of his young bride were proving
too much for me. I could feel the warmth building in my
balls and I put my hand on Jane's dark head holding her
firmly so that she could not release my prick Jane
sobbed on my prick and the warmth from my balls grew
stronger.  I wound my hand more firmly in her hair so
that I was sure that she could not remove her mouth and
looked down into her eyes, which looked back into mine.

"Suck harder," I said harshly and she obeyed
helplessly. I could feel the sperm being sucked out of
my balls and I pulled her mouth on to my prick further
pushing it about four inches in as I came in her mouth
and blasted a load of hot cum against the back of her
throat. She began to gag but I held her mouth on my
prick relentlessly until she had been compelled to
swallow it all. A thin white trickle ran down from the
corner of her red lips on to her chin. She just looked
up at me in mute horror as she knelt before me with my
softening prick in her mouth. I could feel her
husband's rigid body as I played with his prick and
looked down at his humiliated bride.

"That was lovely, Jane darling," I said, "Go and clean
your teeth and then you can be making us some supper.

When you are in the bedroom, stay dressed exactly as
you are now, but put on a pair of shoes with the
highest heels you have." Jane released my prick and
rubbed her mouth as she got to her feet. She looked at
me in horror as she went to the bathroom. I looked up
at Jonathan.

"Undress me," I ordered. He carefully pulled my sweater
over my head and as I lifted my bottom from the chair
removed my slacks. I was now naked and he looked with
horrified fascination at the body he knew so well from
his last experience. "I think that it is time we got to
know one another again darling, " I said and smiled as
he blushed furiously.

I drew him down on to my knee and to my pleasure, in
spite of all I had done to him he still behaved like a
frightened horrified yet excited fascinated young
virgin. I sat him on my lap as I had previously done on
the mountain so that my stiff prick protruded between
his plump thighs just below his balls. I put my arm
round him under his armpit and began to renew my
acquaintance with his cute little tits.

"Suck my nipples Jonathan like you did before, do both
alternately" I said casually.  He looked at me with
defeat in his eyes and put his mouth to my hairy
nipple. "Suck me nicely" I ordered "using your lips,
teeth and tongue, the way I taught you".

I began to feel him begin to suck my nipple, using his
teeth to tease it and his tongue on the areola. I let
him get on with it and put my hand between his legs and
began to fondle his prick and balls again. I lay back
with one hand back on his tit and the other feeling his
prick and balls while he unwillingly sucked my nipples,
moving from one to the other. I began to feel waves of
sensation from my nipples as he reluctantly sucked
them. I enjoyed the feeling of his plump arse cheeks on
my hard thighs as I looked down at my unwilling
partner. I moved his head from my nipple and looked
into his eyes.

"Let's see if Jane has taught you how to kiss any
better since we last met" I said.  His eyes widened but
without giving him time to protest, or even think I put
one hand behind his head and pulled him to me. He
gasped. I put my tongue to his lips and gently but
insistently pressured him until, despite himself, his
lips parted. I gave him a long deep kiss, sucking on
his tongue and exploring his cheeks and gums with my
demanding tongue.

He sat trembling and blushing on my lap as I continued
my long deep kiss, my hand cupping his balls. His prick
was stiff against the silk of his panties.  I moved my
hand from his balls to his tits and began to fondle his
plump breast mounds through his nightie occasionally
twisting his nipples. He gasped into my mouth against
the kiss. I moved my lips from his and looked into his
blushing face. "Well, Jonathan" I said mockingly "your
kissing has certainly improved. You must have been
practicing".  My fingers were getting sweaty from his
balls so I moved my hand further back and slid a finger
up the leg of his panties straight up his ass. He went
rigid with shock. I just laughed and gave his ass a
quick gentle finger-fuck as I continued feeling his
plump tit through the nylon of his nightie.

We both heard Jane return from the bathroom and heard
her gasp as she watched me playing with her unwilling
husband. I smiled at her.

"Jonathan makes a very sexy girl don't you think Jane?"
I asked, "you might do worse than keep him in panties
from now on." At this Jonathan blushed even redder.

I looked at Jane.

"Get on and make some supper," I ordered, and, ignoring
her turned back to her husband on my lap and moved his
mouth back to my nipple. She looked wordlessly at us
and watched for a moment as I felt her husband through
the nylon over his plump little tit and gently stroked
his prick. She watched a moment longer as he sucked my
nipples. I smiled at her and she turned away and began
to set out a nice cold supper.

I took pleasure in watching her carrying out my orders
without question while I played with her compliant
reluctant young husband. Jane was an erotic sight just
dressed in thin panties and matching bra through the
sheer material of which her prominent erect nipples
were clearly defined, a garter-belt and dark sheer
stockings and the high heels that she had not dared to
remove. Eventually the preparations for supper were
completed and Jane stood looking at me. It was
interesting that she appeared to be waiting for further
instructions. I had not expected to break her
resistance quite this quickly. I slid her husband off
my knee on to the floor and stood up. I left him lying
by the chair as I went to the table and took my place
at its head. I looked at Jane.

"You two won't be needing chairs," I said
conversationally, "as you wont be having any supper.
Get two cushions and put them in the middle of the
floor where I can see them both." Wordlessly she
complied and looked at me, waiting. I looked at the
young couple and smiled.

"I like a floor show while I eat, and you two are it.
Kneel down on the cushions and spread your thighs.
Kneel up straight with your heads erect and your hands
behind your backs." I watched as they complied, looking
with pleasure from one to the other. They were an
attractive couple. Jane's firm young body glistened
with the sweat of her previous physical exertions and
emotional experiences. The pose I had put her in meant
that her wet panties were drawn tightly across and into
the pouting lips of her wet young cunt.

The effect of her erect back caused her perfect breasts
to be thrust out straining the material of her thin
bra. Jonathan kneeled on his cushion in his wife's cute
nightie, which reached just below the level of his
navel. His widely-spread thighs drew the high-cut
panties tightly across, outlining and defining, his
balls. I was not surprised to see that his small prick
was erect. The nightie was tight across his chest,
defining his plump breast mounds clearly. His nipples
were very evident as small protuberances through the
thin material. I smiled at the frightened,
uncomfortable submissive pair and looked at the table.

Jane had set out a light but appetizing supper. There
was a bottle of cold white wine some oysters and other
mixed sea-food and a small cheese board with some
rather nice cheeses and a selection of crackers, just
what I needed. I poured myself a glass of wine and
tasted it, running it around my mouth meditatively and
allowing the bouquet to enter my nose. It was a rather
fruity young wine, possibly too young, but certainly
drinkable at the right temperature. As I drank I looked
down at the young couple kneeling in the centre of
their living room.

"While I have my supper," I said quietly, "you two can
play with yourselves.  Jane, slip your fingers up the
leg of your panties and start to finger-fuck your cunt
with two fingers while with the other hand you play
with your breasts. If you haven't cum by the time I
have finished my supper you will get another spanking
and it will be one you will not forget in a hurry." I
watched her hurriedly slip her fingers into her panties
and start to play with her cunt while her other hand
reached up and began to manipulate her nipple.

"Jonathan," I said, "you can start playing with your
prick and balls. By the time I have finished my supper
it will be the worse for you if you haven't cum in your
panties." I watched his right hand go between his
thighs, caress his balls through the tight nylon and
move upwards to his little shaft, which he grasped
through the nylon and began to toss himself off.

I concentrated on my supper and watched the pretty pair
with amusement. I could hear Jane's breathing becoming
first uneven and then ragged as she worked her wet
cunt.

She squeezed her breast hard between her fingers and I
saw the flesh redden from her exertions. I could see
the tell-tale sheen of sweat on her brow as she began
to pant. She threw her head back and looked up at the
ceiling, swinging her head from side to side in time
with the movements of her fingers. Her shortish hair
swung like a curtain whipping against her flushed 
cheeks. She began to emit high-pitched squeaks in time
with her thrusting fingers.

Her movements became faster and faster until she was
sawing her fingers rapidly in and out of her wet cunt.
I could hear the wet noise as her fingers moved in her
tight channel and the whole room smelled of sex. She
suddenly came with a shuddering gasp and a louder
squeak and relaxed, leaning forward with one hand on
the floor and the other still up the leg of her panties
with her fingers in her wet cunt. In this position, her
breasts hung beautifully and I admired the sculptured
curves of their upper surfaces. Her husband had been
watching her and wanking as he watched and it was no
surprise to me that the spreading stain of wet on his
panties showed that he had cum as he watched his wife
perform for me.

I smiled at the pretty pair as they kneeled, thighs
apart, on their cushions. They were too weak to sit
upright for the moment and both had bent forward
supporting themselves on their hands, Jane's shortish
hair hanging forward lankly like a curtain concealing
the upper part of her face.. I looked with pleasure at
her : Her body shone with sweat after her efforts and
the crotch of her panties was soaking wet and
transparent, plastered to and outlining the prominent
lips of her cunt. Her breasts, confined in the sexy
nylon heaved as she tried to bring her breathing under
control. Jonathan was leaning forward with both hands
on the floor.

The nightie was lying across his plump thighs
concealing his panties but plastered to his upper body
by the sweat of his mingled fear and excitement,
outlining his cute little breast mounds. His nipples
appeared to be erect. I let them recover as I finished
my wine. Their breathing became more controlled and
they began to move uneasily on their cushions. I could
see them glancing at me. I decided that it was time to
put on a little more pressure.

"Sit up straight like you were before," I ordered, "You
know the position by now." I was interested that all
the fight appeared to have gone out of them. They both
knelt erect on their cushions with their hands behind
them,  backs straight and their thighs spread. I looked
with pleasure at Jane's outthrust firm young breasts
and the way the nylon of her panties was drawn tightly
across the prominent lips of her cunt.

"I think that it is time for bed, don't you?" I asked
casually. The honeymooners looked at each other and I
saw Jonathan go paler. He had already had experience of
what bed with me meant in the climbing hut. I looked at
Jane.

"Go and have a shower and wash your hair Jane darling,
I said, "put on a sexy nightdress, short and without
panties and wait for me in bed. She hesitated only a
moment before pushing herself to her feet and heading
for the door on weary legs. I let her almost leave the
room before regaining her attention.

"After you have showered Jane," I ordered, " I want you
to shave your cunt.  When I come to bed it is to be
completely bare, do you understand?" She went red and
then pale and I could see her trembling with both fear
and anger.

"You bastard," she got out finally, "I won't do it, I
just won't do it and you can't make me."

I smiled at her gently.

"Do you remember the spanking I gave you less than an
hour ago?" I asked her quietly, "Well, unless you do as
you are told that is nothing to what I will do to your
husband. I will thrash his fat arse with the buckle of
my belt until it bleeds.  When I come to bed you better
be ready for me, showered and clean in a nice sexy
nightdress with a cute bald girlie cunt. Now get out."

She looked at me once more, then at her husband and
left the room. In a moment we here the splash of water
as the shower started.

I looked at the trembling young husband still kneeling
on his cushion with his thighs widely spread.

"Pour me some coffee, Jonathan, I ordered and then get
on with the washing up." He struggled to his feet and
went to the table in the small kitchen area of the
chalet and poured me some black coffee which he
carefully carried across to me and put down beside me.

I saw with amusement that he was keeping as far away
from me as he could, hoping that I wouldn't notice.
"Now get on with the washing up while I enjoy my
coffee," I ordered. I watched him silently as Jonathan
collected my used crockery and took them to the small
sink unit across the chalet. He stood with his back to
me looking out of the window into the darkness which
pressed closely back against the window and listening
to the sigh of the wind in the fir trees around the
chalet. I finished my coffee, got up and moved quietly
across the floor to stand immediately behind Jonathan.

He saw my reflection in the window and gasped and
stiffened but did not dare to move. I pressed my groin
against his plump little bottom and felt him shudder. I
smiled to myself and, leaning forward, kissed him
gently on the back of his neck under his hair.

He jumped with the shock of the unexpected contact. I
put my hands on either side of him holding the sink so
that he was trapped between my arms and I moved closer
pushing him against the sink until I could feel the
soft swell of his plump bottom against my groin and so
that he could feel my stiff erect prick in the cleft of
his buttocks.  I kissed him again on the neck and
gently licked his ear and chuckled as he shuddered. I
could smell the faint sweat of his fear and, as always
this turned me on more. Without touching him further
but just caressing his buttocks with my groin I put my
lips to his ear, which was red with embarrassment and
shame.

"I think that it is time we renewed our acquaintance,
don't you Jonathan? I whispered quietly,  "Have you
missed my prick?

"Please leave me alone," he whispered wretchedly. I
kissed his neck again and smiled at him so that he
could see me reflected in the dark  window. I moved my
hands from the sink to hold him by the waist just above
his flesh hips, pressing him against the sink with my
groin firmly pressed against his buttocks.

"I am going to really enjoy myself with your wife as I
promised you that I would" I said quietly, "but I am
not going to leave you out. I am just going to remind
you of what I gave you in the climbing hut so that you
are in the mood for later."

I heard him give a suppressed sob.. I moved my hands
gently up from his waist until they were on his chest
with the thumbs just brushing the lower edge of his
cute plump little breast mounds. I could feel him
shaking as I pressed my groin into his sexy full
buttocks. I kissed him again on the neck and
deliberately moved my hands up on to his chest
squeezing his plump flesh through the nylon of his
nightie and rubbing my thumb over his nipples. He
groaned loudly.

I began to deliberately play with his nipples until,
despite himself I could feel them hardening under my
palms and making distinct stiff little cones in the
delicate fabric of the nightie. I already knew from
past experience that he had very prominent sensitive
nipples. They  were now like little bullets in my
palms. His trembling increased as I pressed my groin
into his plump bottom and I began to smell the
increasing smell of his reluctant horrified excitement.

"Bend forward and stick your arse out," I ordered
abruptly, tweaking his left nipple sharply. He gasped
and complied without a struggle.

I pressed my prick against the nylon of his pantie-
covered arse as I leaned over him and he gasped with
pain as I twisted his nipples. I flicked up the hem of
his nightie so that it was lying across his back. I
kicked his ankle and he got the message immediately,
moving his feet apart with a sob so that his thighs
were widely spread. I put my hand between his spread
thighs and felt his balls. I was not surprised to find
him erect.

"Stick your arse out more," I said, and I felt it press
more firmly into me.  All this activity had kept me
hard. I moistened my fingers in the cum and sweat
around his balls and moved the nylon aside to give me
better access to his arse which I smeared with his
lubricant. I felt him sob and shudder as I slipped a
finger deep up his arse and began  a gentle finger
fuck. I slightly bent my knees so that I was at the
right angle and slipped my finger from his arse. I
heard him give a sigh of relief but this was short-
lived as, using my hands to spread his plump arse
cheeks I slid my eight inch stiff thick prick straight
up his wet clinging arse in one easy movement until I
was buried in him up to the balls. He gasped loudly and
burst into tears.

His arse was just as I remembered it, beautifully moist
and clinging. I just relaxed with my stiff prick hard
up the frightened young husband, smelling his sweat as
I reached under him and squeezed his erect nipples
through the thin nylon of his nightie. I squeezed them
just a little too firmly for him to be comfortable and
he  gasped with pain. I felt the internal muscles of
his arse clasp my prick a little more firmly. I  began
to move in him at first gradually and then more quickly
until I was shafting him with about three quarters of
my prick. He began to gasp loudly, exhaling with each
stroke of my stiff rod. I put my hands on his hips and
pulled him harder against my prick, stopping moving in
him for a moment as I whispered through his hair, moist
with sweat, into his ear, "I am doing all the work here
Jonathan, I am going to stay still and you press
against the sink and fuck yourself with my prick".

Nothing happened for a moment as he tried to understand
what I meant. His senses seemed dulled by the
predicament in which he found himself. I just slapped
his arse hard, unexpectedly and warningly and he began
to move backwards and forwards on my stiff prick
fucking himself as I stood behind him playing with his
plump bottom.

"Do you like that, Jonathan?" I asked maliciously, "you
enjoyed it in the climbing hut, haven't you missed it?"

There was a long silence while he continued to move
himself backwards and forwards on my cock, knowing
better than to stop. "Well?" I asked. He made a great
effort and controlled his tears taking a deep breath
before he was able to answer me.

"You know I hated it," he burst out, "I hated it then
and I hate it now. You are forcing me to do it."

I just laughed and began to fuck him with more purpose,
pulling him on to my stiff prick by the grip I had on
his hips. I began to feel the familiar warmth in my
balls and I made no attempt to delay the ejaculation. I
rammed my prick as far up his clinging arse as I could
and shot a load of hot cum deep into him. He gave a
loud groan as he felt my spasm and burst into almost
hysterical tears again but didn't dare move as I stood
with my softening prick buried up in his arse. I pulled
my prick from the sweating young man and went and sat
on a kitchen chair.

"Get me a drink, something long and cold " I ordered.
He staggered to the refrigerator on weak legs and
brought me a glass of iced lemonade. I pointed at the
floor in front of me and he dumbly knelt down with his
hands behind his back, thighs spread looking at the
floor. I moved forward on the chair so that my hips
were just on the edge and spread my thighs. I saw him
looking with fear in his eyes at my semi-erect prick.

"Fucking your fat bottom has made my arse all sweaty" I
said conversationally "just clean that with your tongue
would you. You remember how you liked it on the
mountain."

I lay back, spread my thighs wider so that he had
complete access to my hairy hole.

With a sob he moved his head forward behind my balls
and I felt him begin to lick my perineum, moving
reluctantly towards my sweaty arse. I put my hand on
his head and pulled him firmly between my thighs until
I felt his lips on my arsehole.  "Now Jonathan, just
French kiss my hole, running your tongue around the rim
and pushing your tongue as deeply up me as you can like
you did before". He sobbed but complied and I relaxed
back as he sucked and kissed my sweaty hole pushing his
hot tongue deep inside me.

He was crying quietly. The sensation was incredible as
I looked down at the completely straight sexy young
husband now dressed in a cute nylon nightie, on his
knees between my spread thighs sucking, kissing firmly
and deeply tonguing my sweaty arse.  I lay back and
watched him, enjoying the sensations that spread from
my arse hole through my body. Eventually I patted him
on the head.

"That's fine, Jonathan, my hole is nice and clean now.
Now you can suck me off to get me ready for Jane." He
looked dumbly up at me. He began to cry quietly.

"You know how to do this Jonathan," I said, "I taught
you in the climbing hut so don't pretend that you have
forgotten. Now just get on with it."

He reached out and grasped the shaft of my semi-erect
prick and brought his head reluctantly forward. I
reached down and put my hand on his soft blonde hair
pushing his mouth firmly on to my prick.

"Toss me off gently into your mouth" I ordered "and
suck my in time as you wank.  Look at me while you are
doing it and don't dare move your eyes from mine. Just
keep on sucking me off until I tell you that you can
stop. You know what I taught you, every so often, pause
in sucking but keep on wanking. Draw your lips back so
that only about an inch of my prick is in your mouth
and run your soft tongue over the bottom rim of my knob
head". He complied and a delicious wave of sensation
flooded through me.

"That's wonderful, Jonathan darling. You are a really
good little cocksucker, just as good as I remembered."
He continued tossing me off into his mouth and sucking
me off with just the right degree of suction. He was
doing such a good job that I could feel the pressure
beginning to build again in my balls. I let him carry
on sucking me off as the warmth built up but I did not
want to cum again just yet so I put my hand on his
forehead under his blonde hair and moved his head from
my stiff prick.

"That's fine Jonathan," I said, " you have got me nice
and clean and stiff, just ready to fuck your lovely
young bride." He reddened and then went pale. I looked
down at him.

"Open a bottle of white wine, then go and have a shower
and wash you hair, you stink.

Put on a nice clean nightie and matching panties. Sit
down where you can see the bed but do not move until I
tell you and do not dare to interfere." He dropped his
eyes from mine, struggled to his feet and went with
dragging steps to the refrigerator. I watched him open
a bottle of wine which he put on the table and then
walked slowly to the bathroom, not looking back at me.

I smiled to myself as I heard the water start in the
shower and I poured myself a glass of wine which I
enjoyed quietly before I went to the bedroom.
Carrying the bottle and my glass I went into the
bedroom and looked with pleasure at Jane who returned
my look with some trepidation. She was lying on top of
a neatly made bed with no covering over her. She was
wearing a very thin pale blue silk nightdress that came
about half way down her thighs. The low-cut bodice was
fitted snugly to her bosom perfectly defining her cute
breasts. The dark areolae and sharp cones of her
nipples were very evident through the tight-fitting
sheer material. She was lying half on her left side
with her legs slightly drawn up and her thighs
together. This, combined with the nightie being folded
across her groin made it impossible to see the details
of her cunt. She looked absolutely lovely, her clean
soft hair framing her pale face and the colour of her
eyes nicely complemented the blue of the nightdress. 
She had long slender legs and very pretty feet. I just
stood looking at her as I sipped my wine knowing that
this would build up her tension. From where I stood I
could see her gently trembling.

I went across to the bed and put the bottle of wine
down on the bedside table along with my glass. I sat
down beside Jane and put my hand on her thigh. She
gasped and blushed bright red. I positioned the pillows
so that she was slightly propped up and with slight
pressure on her shoulder, moved her so that she was
lying on her back.  Still looking at her I took a sip
of wine.

"Pull your heels up to your arse Jane darling and
spread your thighs," I said quietly and was interested
that without further compulsion her heels slid up to
her bottom although her thighs remained upright with
her knees firmly together. The nightie rode high on her
thighs leaving them bare but lying in folds still
concealing her cunt. I put a hand on the inside of each
knee and gently but firmly spread her thighs. She made
no real effort to stop me although I could feel her
shaking.

Looking into her eyes I reaches for the hem of her
nightie and folded it across the plump curve of her
belly at about the level of the cute indentation of her
navel.  Her cunt was bare and I looked at it with
pleasure as the embarrassed young wife blushed
furiously. As I had ordered she had shaved it
completely and the plump outer lips and gentle swell of
her mound still showed the reddening of the recent
shave. I smiled into her eyes and gently ran my finger
along the gaping groove of her bare shaved cunt. She
gasped loudly.

I began to play gently with her cunt as I looked into
her eyes, moving from the delicate area behind her slit
along her groove until I could just flick the prominent
bud of her clitoris.  Despite herself she began to
breathe more heavily and I felt her hips twitch as I
felt her cunt rapidly moistening under my fingers. I
began to feel her more deliberately as, looking into
her eyes, I slipped two fingers up her and began to
finger-fuck her hairless gaping cunt. She gasped,
tensed and blushed more furiously but was unable to
control the movement of her hips as, despite herself,
she began to become aroused as I began to finger her
more deeply. I could smell her reluctant excitement. I
bent and looked into her wide eyes and said quietly.
"Give me a nice wank Jane, and get me ready. I feel
like a nice slow fuck".  She looked up at me, bit her
bottom lip and began to wank my prick nice and firmly.

I could hear the noise of the shower. Jane continued to
toss me off expertly. "You are really very good at
this, Jane darling, Jonathan is a very lucky man," I
said mockingly. Her cunt was very wet under my probing
fingers and she was beginning to pant again more
deeply. I now had three fingers inside the panting
sweating girl and I was finger fucking her reasonably
hard.

Jonathan came in and went to the dressing-table. He
took out a sheer peach-coloured shortie nightie and put
it on drawing the matching high-cut panties up his
plump thighs.

His wife and I watched as he adjusted the tight fabric
across his balls. He looked up to see his wife watching
him and blushed furiously. He looked across at me with
hate and fear in his eyes. As long as the latter
outweighed the former I was not particularly bothered.

I slid my fingers from his wife's wet cunt and
indicated a chair near to the bed from where he would
have a perfect view.

"Just sit down like a good girl while I fuck your new
bride". I said.  Jonathan sat down on nerveless legs,
which almost seemed to collapse under him. I turned to
concentrate on Jane. I lay on my side alongside the
pretty young brunette who tensed and looked at me.

I could see that she was trying to say something and
after a few tries it came out.

"You can't make love to me," she said in a whisper,
""you just can't. I am on my honeymoon and I am not on
the Pill. I don't want to get pregnant." I just
laughed.

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So much oppression in our culture is based on shame about sex: the oppression of women, of cultural minorities, oppression in the name of the (presumably asexual) family, oppression of sexual minorities. We are all oppressed. We have all been taught, one way or another, that our desires, our bodies, our sexualities, are shameful. What better way to defeat oppression than to get together in communities and celebrate the wonders of sex?
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« Reply #3 on: December 07, 2007, 01:26:29 AM »

"Please, she begged, "if you are going to make love to
me against my will, please use something, please,
please don't make me pregnant." I laughed again.
"I never use anything," I said, "I love making young
wives pregnant. Don't worry Jane, it may not happen. It
may be your lucky night."

A tear rolled down her cheek as she sobbed. I smiled
across at her husband who glared back with hate-filled
eyes, too afraid to protest. I drew his sexy young wife
towards me slipping my arm around her and, looking into
her wide eyes lowered my lips to hers. I did not press
at first just content to explore her soft lips but then
I began to explore her closed lips with the tip of my
tongue becoming steadily more demanding until, despite
herself, her eyes widened further and her lips parted
under mine. I took possession of her soft mouth and
began to kiss her deeply, exploring her slowly and
completely as her tongue writhed against mine.
As I kissed her I slipped my left arm which was around
her back a little further pulling her to me. I moved my
left hand under her armpit on to her breast, which I
began to thoroughly feel through the thin fabric of her
nightdress. I slipped my right hand between her spread
thighs again, gently cupped her bare cunt and squeezed
a little. She gasped into my mouth as I slipped three
fingers up her and began another slow deep finger fuck
as I kissed her and felt her breast. The multiple
sensations were beginning to overwhelm her and her hips
began to twitch on the bed despite herself as her
breathing became more ragged against my mouth.

I turned her towards me and lifted her thigh so that it
was over mine giving me ready access to her and I slid
my eight inch prick straight up her wet and clinging
little cunt.

With a deep gasp she took the whole length of prick
with no problem and I slowly began to fuck her while I
kissed her deeply and worked on her hot little tongue.

Across her I could see her husband sitting tensely
watching us. I felt Jane beginning to pant more
raggedly into my mouth as her  hips began to move
frantically as she tried to thrust her pubic bone into
me so that she could push her cunt as deeply on to my
prick as she could. I could not get sufficient movement
in this position. I took my lips from hers and, looking
into her eyes, moved her gently but firmly on to her
back so that I  was over her, supported on my arms,
between her slender thighs stuck hard up her.

I bent forward and pressed my lips to hers again. This
time her mouth opened under mine with out hesitation
and I began to fuck her more deeply. Her slender strong
thighs went round my back without my having to tell her
and she clasped me tightly. I felt her heels pressing
into my arse and her nails beginning to claw my
shoulders. Her breathing became shallower and faster
and a blush started on her neck and spread to her
chest. I took my mouth from hers and she threw her head
back and began to gasp loudly.

I  moved my hands to her neat breasts and began to
squeeze them through the silk of her nightdress in time
with my thrusts. I could feel her approaching orgasm as
her slender fit young body writhed under me. I didn't
intend to cum but I thought I would take the
opportunity to torment Jonathan further.

"Watch your wife Jonathan" I said. "I am going to make
her come and with luck, give her a baby". As I said
that Jane gave a shuddering gasp and became rigid as an
orgasm swept through her reluctantly excited body. I
had not come and lay with my stiff prick buried in her
cunt gently fondling her beautiful breasts while I
watched her husband as he glared angrily but helplessly
at me. When she had calmed down I patted her bottom
gently, drew my softening prick out of her clinging wet
cunt and lay back on the pillows as I listened to her
breathing returning to normal.

"You are a gorgeous fuck Jane darling." I said, "Go and
have a nice shower and make yourself smell nice, then
come back to bed. You won't need a nightie. You are
lucky,  I didn't cum up you that time."

She gave a deep sigh of relief and looked at me with an
unreadable expression as I lay back on the pillows. On
shaky legs she got off the bed and went obediently to
the bathroom for her shower. She passed her husband
without giving him so much as a glance. I looked across
at Jonathan and smiled. He looked back warily.

"Come and pour me some more wine and then lie down
beside me, " I ordered.  He reluctantly rose, crossed
to the bed and poured my wine then he walked around the
foot of the bed and lay down where I had so recently
had his wife before his very eyes. I lay propped up on
the pillows and glanced at Jonathan. The noise of the
shower started in the bathroom.

"It is getting late, nearly time to get some sleep," I
said casually, "while we are waiting for Jane give me a
nice wank." Without looking at me he reached out and
clasped my semi-stiff shaft, still moist from his
wife's juices in his hand and he began to slowly work
my prick. I put my arm round him and pulled him towards
me. As he wanked me I took his chin in my hand and
tilted his face to mine and began to kiss him, at first
gently but then more demandingly.

I felt his breathing quicken in my mouth and his hand,
despite himself, tightened around my stiffening shaft,
which he began to wank with more purpose. I slipped my
hand between his thighs, cupped and fondled his balls
through the silk of the panties and moved to his stiff
little cock which I began to gently manipulate through
the silk. As I played with the young husband I heard
the shower stop and a few minutes later Jane came in.

She stopped dead when she saw her husband in my arms
again.

"Oh God!" she gasped, "please leave him alone, leave us
both alone." I jut laughed and motioned to the bed
beside me. Jane came and lay down reluctantly. I
released Jonathan and lay back looking from one to the
other of the pretty pair. This reminded me so much of
my experiences with Derek and Susan, who I made a
mental note to visit again soon. (see 'Derek and
Susan'). Jane smelled sweet after her bath. I knew that
I did not smell quite so good after all my exertions
but that did not bother me too much.

"It is time to get some sleep," I said, "I am going to
kiss Jane 'Goodnight' while you, Jonathan, can kiss my
prick 'Good-night', you know how to do it." As I took
the fragrant young wife in my arms and began to gently
kiss her I felt the breath of her husband on my thigh
and then the warmth of his mouth enveloped the head of
my prick, which rapidly began to stiffen. I deepened my
kiss until Jane was panting in my arms and her breasts
were heaving.

All the time I was conscious of the rhythmical sucking
as her young husband's head bobbed on my prick. I
reached between his thighs as I continued playing with
his young bride and grasped his prick, which I began to
gently wank. I felt him gasp and become tenser but I
continued tossing him off until with a deep sigh on my
prick he came in his panties, soiling them so that they
would be sticky and uncomfortable for the rest of the
night. I released Jane and lay back on the pillows and
we both watched Jonathan as he continued to suck me
off. He did not dare stop without being told and a cute
blush stained his cheek as he realized that his young
wife was watching closely. I reached down and gently
pulled him off my prick by the hair. We all settled
down side by side with me in the middle.

"Put out the light Jonathan," I commanded, "time for
sleep." I heard their sighs of relief but this changed
to a gasp of disbelief as I said casually, "You have
got me all excited with your hot little mouth again
Jonathan. I am stiff and I won't be able to sleep
without a fuck. You just lie there and relax. You have
got me ready for your bride so just watch me fuck her
again." I smiled to myself at their gasps of horror.
I turned to Jane and saw the anxiety on her face in the
semi darkness. I took her hand in mine and moved it to
my prick, which she grasped and instinctively began to
wank slowly. She was learning fast. I slipped my hand
between her thighs and began to feel her hairless cunt
drawing my fingers along her cuntal groove and flicking
her hard little clitoris. The excitable young girl,
despite herself began to become rapidly moist under my
fingers.

I began to gently finger-fuck herself with one finger
while rubbing the area of her clitoris gently with my
thumb and her cunt rapidly became very moist indeed. I
released her cunt, took her by the hand and motioned
for her to kneel astride my thighs.  She did as I
commanded without releasing my prick which she had
gently but firmly clasped in her hand.

"Keep wanking me until I am ready for you Jane," I
said, and she continued her expert wank. I soon became
stiff. I reached out with both hands and took hold of
her breasts and began to gently squeeze them. "Now
Jane," I said, "guide my stiff prick into your wet
sloppy hole". She raised herself on her knees while I
held her tits tightly, took hold of  my prick in her
soft hand and guided it so that it passed easily
between the fleshy moist outer lips of her shaven cunt.

I pressed down on her tits so that she was forced to
sit more firmly on my prick and I slid easily up her to
the balls.

Then I slid my hands down the slopes of her breasts
until I was just holding her by the nipples and she
gasped with pain. I took no notice and pulled her down
to me by the nipples which I slowly squeezed more as I
brought her lips to mine and deeply kissed the young
wife as I lay stuck hard up her clinging wet cunt. I
took my lips from hers after a while and looked into
her wide startled eyes. I could sense her husband lying
tensely beside us not daring to interfere as I fucked
his wife.

"Now, fuck yourself on my prick," I ordered. She began
to move up and down giving me a delicious slow fuck as
I guided her by the pressure that I was exerting on her
sensitive nipples. I suspected that she had been in
this position before because she immediately began a
nice gentle relaxed movement, supporting herself on her
knees and leaning slightly forward. I was guiding her
movements with the pressure I was exerting on her firm
young breasts and we soon worked up a lovely rhythm. 

"I must say, Jane, you are a quick learner," I
commented, "have you ever fucked in this position
before?"

She nodded shyly and I smiled to myself. I was in no
hurry and just lay feeling her firm breasts while she
was doing all the work. I began to smell her
perspiration.  I began to speed her up by manipulating
her nipples until she was bucking on me with her head
thrown back and her short hair swinging. The bed
squeaked loudly from her exertions and the room was
full of the smell of woman and cunt. She was gasping
deep gulps of air and ramming herself as hard as she
could down onto my prick.

I began to feel close to coming so I pulled her down to
me by the nipples and fastened my mouth on hers giving
her a deep hard kiss as I came up her cunt and shot a
river of hot cum up into her womb. She lay panting on
me as I moved my hands to her taut firm young buttocks
and began to pull her hard on to my prick resulting in
my prick rubbing against her excited  clitoris and she
came with a deep gasp.  I put my arms around her and
held her as she lay on  me with her face in my chest. I
let her rest with my softening prick deep in her cunt
so that none of my cum could escape and I whispered in
her ear, "I came up you good that time Jane darling. If
you are not pregnant from that it will be a miracle."

She burst into hysterical tears and tried to hit me but
I just caught her flailing wrist and laughed quietly. I
released her arm and rolled her off me, my softening
prick leaving her cunt with a slight plopping noise and
laid the sweaty panting weeping girl beside me. I heard
the harsh angry breathing of her husband from my other
side.

"Now just relax both of you and get some sleep," I
ordered, "I have to be up early in the morning and I
need some rest."

I knew that the exhausted pair was to cowed to
retaliate as I rapidly fell asleep and slept quite
soundly for some hours. I awoke a couple of times and
was rather surprised to hear Jonathan's steady
breathing, letting me know that he, at least, had
fallen asleep. As far as I could tell, on the occasions
I awoke, Jane was also awake and crying quietly into
her pillow. I just smiled to myself and went back to
sleep.

Much later I woke up. I knew that it was still a couple
of hours until morning and I was beginning to feel like
some more fun. I could tell from the quiet even
breathing that the husband and wife were both asleep.

It had taken Jane a long time to go to sleep and I
considered my options. Although I had enjoyed
humiliating Jonathan in front of his wife I really
fancied fucking Jane again. She had a very tempting
tight little cunt. Jane was lying half on her back
turned away from me with her thighs slightly parted.

I turned to her, slipped a hand between her thighs and
gently began to finger her cunt that I had made her
shave the night before. She stirred slightly in her
sleep and sighed. I began to feel her a little more
freely and firmly, slipping my finger between the flesh
outer lips of her cunt and beginning a gentle finger-
fuck flicking her clitoris from time to time. She began
to become moist under my attentions, sighed again and
woke up with a gasp. I gently turned her face towards
me and began to kiss her. As soon as my lips met hers
her mouth opened allowing me full possession. I kissed
the sleepy brunette  awake, took my lips momentarily
from hers, and whispered in her ear, "I fancy another
fuck, Jane darling?" I said quietly.

She shivered a little.  "Give me a nice wank to get me
ready." Her hand moved to my semi-stiff prick and she
began to wank me expertly. "You really are good at
that!" I whispered and began to kiss her again,
continuing with a deep finger-fuck of her bare wet cut,
now using three fingers and not causing her any
noticeable discomfort.  She blushed furiously. Under
her expert attention it was not long before I was stiff
and ready for her. I moved her on to her back, parted
her legs widely and moved between her open thighs. She
did not let go of my prick as I moved on to her. I
slipped a pillow under her bottom so that her cunt was
at just the right angle for me. I slowly moved my hand
up the inside of her taut thigh relishing the feel of
her soft skin until I reached her moist quivering cunt.
I looked into her eyes in the semi-darkness and smiled
into her tense face.

"Now," I said, "open the lips of your cunt with your
other hand and get ready for me. Put my prick into your
cunt." With her reluctant co-operation I moved forward
allowing the trembling young brunette splayed under me
to slowly insert the head of my prick into the lips of
her tight wet cunt that she had parted ready with the
fingers of her other hand.

She gasped as the head of my knob entered her wet, bare
tight little cunt. I began to fuck her slowly at first
only using about half of my prick on each stoke but
gradually increasing the length of my movement until my
prick was buried in her tight channel to my balls. I
paused, stuck hard up her and looked into her eyes. 
They shone in the semidarkness and I suspected that
there was the gleam of soft tears. I put my lips to
hers and deeply and gently kissed her, my hands
squeezing and molding the flesh of her firm breasts.

She lay with her thighs parted passively accepting a
gentle morning fuck. The internal muscles of her cunt
squeezed and massaged my prick and I made no effort to
prolong things. I felt my ejaculation approaching and I
began to give her a deeper kiss and squeezed the flesh
of her breasts harder between my fingers.  She gave a
deep gasp into my mouth as I came up her. She came more
gently than the first time I had fucked her before she
went to sleep but her deep shudder, excited breathing
and trembling body told me how deeply it had affected
her. I withdrew my lips from hers and smiled into her
eyes.

"Another chance for a baby, Jane darling," I whispered
maliciously. She shuddered as she reflexively squeezed
my softening prick with her internal muscles and I
slowly withdrew out of her and rolled off her falling
asleep almost immediately leaving the worried young
wife awake beside me looking in to the darkness and
pondering the future and the possible consequences of
what we had just done.

I awoke a couple of hours later conscious of the young
couple talking quietly across me, an activity that soon
ceased when they realized that I was awake. I glanced
at my watch.

Time was getting on and I had a flight to catch as I
had to be back in Wales by lunchtime for a meeting in
Caernarfon. Jane was lying on her side half turned away
from me. I ram my hand up the smooth flesh of the back
of her thigh on to her buttock, which I began to
deliberately fondle. I felt her instantly become tense
under my touch. I gave her a sudden sharp slap on the
bottom, which echoed like a shot in the quiet of the
room. She gave a deep gasp and jumped in shock. I
laughed quietly.

"Listen you two," I said conversationally, "I am going
to have to leave you very soon.

Jane, go and make me some breakfast. Don't bother
putting any clothes on.  When you have made my
breakfast, press my trousers, collect all my clothes
together and leave them in the bathroom." With a sigh
she got up from the bed and left the room silently. I
turned to her husband and put my hand straight up the
hem of his nightie and cupped his prick and balls
through the sheer nylon of his panties. I squeezed his
balls gently and as usual, he rapidly became stiff
under my exploring hand. I began to gently wank him
through his panties.

"Oh God, no not again," he pleaded. I pulled him
towards me and silenced his protests with a deep
demanding kiss, which left him gasping. I continued
fondling his prick and balls as I kissed his soft open
mouth and then took my lips from his and moved his head
down to my chest. He automatically began to suck my
nipple. I let him move from one nipple to the other as
I lay and relaxed in the sensations that flowed through
my body from my erect stimulated nipples. I lowered my
lips to his ear.

"Don't stop what you are doing, Jonathan, but take off
your panties". I released his prick and, keeping his
lips on my erect nipple he shuffled off his panties. I
could see from his face that he remembered this routine
from his experience in the climbing hut and was
apprehensive about what was to follow.

"Now start wanking me off," I commanded, "you know how
I like it by now." He reached for my prick and began to
toss me off at just the right speed and with exactly
the proper pressure. His lips sucked hard on my
nipples. I grasped his stiff little prick and casually
wanked him to a quick ejaculation all over his belly.

He gave a deep gasp. I moved his mouth from my nipple
and rolled him on to his back. I roughly pushed a pillow
under his buttocks elevating his bottom and I moved
between his thighs. I took hold of both of his legs
just behind the knees and bent then right back so that
his thighs were widely splayed and the puckered orifice
of his arse hole was easily accessible.. I smeared the
cum from his belly all over my stiff prick so that it
was nice and greasy and used my greasy fingers to
lubricate the opening to his hole.

I slipped my fingers beyond the protecting ring of
muscle and he gasped as he felt two fingers enter his
clinging arse. I began to gently finger fuck him with
two fingers ensuring that his channel was well
lubricated.

I removed my fingers and, holding the cheeks of his
arse apart, slid the head of my prick between them
until it was pressed tightly up against the puckered
little orifice I had just prepared. I pressed a little
further forward and I could see the unhappy young
husband, thighs spread at my mercy, biting his lip and
watching me with trepidation.  I slowly pushed my prick
forward further until suddenly the protecting ring of
muscle gave way and the head of my knob entered his
clinging channel. I heard him gasp again as I began to
gently fuck him using more and more of my prick on each
stroke until at last I was sheathed in him to the
balls. I lay forward on him with my hands grasping his
little breast mounds, feeling his nipples through the
thin material of his nightdress. I put my lips to his
and his mouth opened under mine. I began to give him a
long deep kiss and to slowly fuck him.

He knew what he had to do as I released my grip on his
spread knees and he clasped me around the hips with his
plump thighs. I increased the speed and depth of my
stroke and his hips began to move with mine. I began to
move more deeply and roughly until I was giving him a
really savage fucking and having a lovely ride. The bed
was creaking loudly as I pressed my tongue deep into
his mouth, squeezed his little tits firmly and ramming
my thick stiff prick as hard as I could deep into his
arse. He moved under me meeting my thrusts, wide-eyed
and gasping. Our sweat was mingling sticking his thin
nylon nightie to us. I rode him roughly until I came
deep up his arse. He groaned loudly and let his thighs
fall from round my hips. I gave his nipples a last
squeeze, pulled out of his greasy hole and lay back on
the bed getting my breath back as he lay panting beside
me.

I could smell the tempting aroma of grilled bacon
filling the chalet so I got up of the bed and stood
looking down at Jonathan.

"I am going for a shower. Give me ten minutes and then
come and stand and wait outside the door of the shower-
cubicle until I am ready for you."  Without looking
back at him I went into the bathroom and started the
shower. I very quickly scrubbed the sweat of the
night's exertions away and washed my hair. I heard
Jonathan in the bathroom outside the shower cubicle and
I opened the door, seized him by the arm and pulled him
in with me under the cascading water. His nightdress
immediately was soaked and plastered to his plump body.
I began to kiss his soft lips as I cupped his balls and
brought him to another erection. I gave him a brisk
wank until he was gasping but it was too soon for him
to cum again so I pushed him to his knees in front of
me and fed my semi-erect prick into his unwilling but
receptive mouth. He began automatically to suck me off
and I rapidly stiffened as I looked down at his head
bobbing backwards and forwards on my shaft. He had
really become a compliant accomplished cocksucker in a
very short time. I was not bothered about cumming again
so soon and I just relaxed back, leaning against the
wall of the shower stall as the water cascaded down on
us enjoying the feelings of his soft warm mouth on my
prick. When I had had enough I turned off the water and
motioned for him to get up which he did with alacrity,
not meeting my eyes.

"Go and take over from Jane," I ordered, "finish
preparing my breakfast and send her to me. You can get
dried in the bedroom and put on one of Jane's slips
with no panties -then wait for me in the kitchen." He
looked at me helplessly and went out without a word and
in a few minutes the trim naked figure of his young
wife appeared at the bathroom door. I stood in the
shower, water cascading down my naked body and looked
at Jane as she stood, clearly waiting to be told what
to do. I stepped out of the shower and indicated the
towel.

"You can dry me." I said brusquely. Jane reddened and
then paled with anger at the order. She clearly felt
humiliated at acting as my servant but compliantly
first patted me dray and then toweled me vigorously
until my skin was glowing. I walked past her without
comment into the bedroom.

"Bring my clothes in here and dress me." I ordered. She
did not hesitate, but still pale with anger, her lips
compressed did as I commanded. "Now, I am going to have
breakfast. Put on a garter-belt, sheer stockings and
wear the highest heels you have and nothing else. Then
come to the kitchen." I looked without expression into
her pale angry face and without saying anything more
left the bedroom it was clear that in spite of all that
had happened to her she still had plenty of spirit,
certainly more than her husband.

I went through to the kitchen and found Jonathan
standing by the sink looking anxiously at me, just
wearing a translucent white slip, clinging and defining
his upper body and finishing halfway down his thighs. I
smiled at him and walked over and cupped his balls
through the sheer material. He gulped and as usual
became erect under my fingers. He did not dare to pull
away by just stood tense and compliant letting me feel
him. I gave him a gentle wank before releasing him and
going to the head of the table where I sat and looked
at him.

"Serve my breakfast and pour me some orange juice and
coffee," I said quietly. He hurried to do as I
commanded and just as he finished Jane came hesitantly
into the kitchen. She was a stunningly erotic sight in
a black garter-belt and sheer black stockings with very
high heeled shoes - certainly more than a five inch
heel.  Although they accentuated her calves and caused
her trim bottom to protrude deliciously she was clearly
uncomfortable with such an elevated heel and walked
very carefully indeed. She looked with horror and some
contempt at the plump figure of her young husband as he
stood dressed in his pretty slip. I decided before I
left them to enjoy a last bit of entertainment while I
had my breakfast.

"I have enjoyed my time with you two," I said casually,
"but it is nearly time for me to leave you." I saw the
husband and wife exchange a hopeful glance, believing
that their ordeal was soon to be ended. "Before I go,
however, I want you to entertain me while I eat. Jane
come and stand in front of me about five feet away,
half turned away from me."

Lips compressed she did as I commanded and I positioned
her exactly as I wanted her by gestures. She stood and
waited, trembling with anger.

"Now, part your legs so that your feet are about twelve
inches apart." She again compliantly followed my
instructions, balancing uncomfortably on her high
heels. The position of her spread thighs caused the
bare slit of her shaved cunt to part. "Now Jonathan, I
think that it would be nice if you went to Jane, went
down on your knees in front of her and sucked her off.
If you haven't made her cum by the time I have finished
my breakfast it will be the worse for both of you." I
carried on eating and watched the young man drop to his
knees before the trembling form of his outraged wife.

The position I had put her in meant that I had a clear
view of his mouth as it went between her slim sexy
nylon-clad thighs. He began to suck her off and as his
hot moist lips worked busily between her thighs I saw
her breathing, despite herself begin to deepen. A flush
tinged her cheek and she reddened more as she looked
across and caught my eye. I smiled at her and she
quickly looked away. Her hands wound in her husband's
soft hair as, lost in the moment, she drew is mouth
hard against her wet cunt. A film of perspiration stood
out on her forehead.

She began to breathe in short pants exhaling gasps of
air and her legs trembled as they struggled to support
her. Jonathan grasped her by the  hips, steadying her
as he continued to work her cunt busily with his
tongue. With a gasp she came quite suddenly and sighed
deeply. She put her hands on her husband's shoulders
and stood shaking, trying to recover her breath and
composure.

I finished my breakfast and pushed back my chair.
Jonathan took his mouth from his wife's wet cunt and
the pretty pair looked at me. They made an attractive
tableau, the young wife in a black garter belt and
sheer stockings balanced on high heels, her body and
forehead sweaty from her recent orgasm, complemented
exactly by the plump figure of her young husband on his
knees before her in a sexy white virtually transparent
slip, the sheen of his wife's juices on his lips.

"It is time for me to go," I said casually as I walked
to the door and opened it, "Thank you for the
hospitality. I shall be sure to look you up in
England." I looked from one to the other and smiled at
the shocked looks on their faces as I gently closed the
door. I put on my boots in the small outer hall and
returned through the early morning frosted woods to my
chalet. I was leaving Switzerland for Wales that
morning and for whatever adventures lay in front of me
in the valley.

Although this is really the end of Jonathan and Jane,
if there is enough interest I may let you know what
happened when I met up with them some months later in
England.

Comments, criticism and suggestions for future stories
are welcome at aled7@yahoo.com

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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.  Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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Logged

So much oppression in our culture is based on shame about sex: the oppression of women, of cultural minorities, oppression in the name of the (presumably asexual) family, oppression of sexual minorities. We are all oppressed. We have all been taught, one way or another, that our desires, our bodies, our sexualities, are shameful. What better way to defeat oppression than to get together in communities and celebrate the wonders of sex?
The Ethical Slut: A Guide to Infinite Sexual Possibilities
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