“...And Dance Like No One's Watching”
I want to thank MJ and JJ from The Fenlands for inspiring this story.
“OK, what brought all this on?” Jenny asked fifteen minutes or so later as she and Clare sat at the table drinking some wine.
Clare looked at her then lowered her eyes before talking a long slow sip. Jenny was a bit surprised that the take charge woman she thought she knew was suddenly so meek and submissive.
“I once told you I like some rough sexual play at times,” Clare began softly although apparently even the telling aroused her, her nipples visibly stiffened. “Well it's really more than that. I like...need really...to be used and abused, dominated and humiliated, always have. For instance, my parents stopped spanking me as punishment when I was four or five. They discovered I did naughty things just so they would spank me. Daddy and Mommy still spank me, of course...but now to get me off and have since right after Mommy fingered me to my very first orgasm at their hands.”
“Is that why you pulled and pinched your nipples so hard while watching me shower?” Jenny asked, intrigued, and just a little horrified, by the direction of the conversation.
“Yes, at least in part,” Clare continued after refilling both their wine glasses. “I've lusted after you since we first met but didn't do anything about it back home. I wanted to respect your wishes and choices. Anyway, I was busy enough then with getting ready for racing, working the various jobs and, when I needed more relief than simply masturbating, I would go to my parents' house...and their bed. Of course, all that changed when we got here. Then you told me to stop fingering myself that first night in bed. A light went off. I almost had an orgasm right then and there without touching myself. After that, I vowed to give myself to you without reservation when we were alone. So here I am...all yours...to use and abuse in any and every way you want.”
With that, Clare jumped to her feet, twirled around with an impish grin and bent at the waist with her thighs spread and her ass pointed back at Jenny. For a moment, Jenny just stared at Clare's puckered asshole and still glistening pussy slit with her slightly dangling inner lips.
“I was a bad girl, very naughty, when I went back and need...no deserve...to be spanked,” Clare murmured huskily looking back at Jenny over her shoulder.
Jenny remembered the way Clare liked to be slapped after getting out of bed, so she swatted Clare's right ass cheek with the flat of her hand.
“Oh I was very, very naughty,” Clare grinned without even flinching after the first slap, “and need a much harder spanking than that.”
“Is that right?” Jenny asked, giving Clare's other cheek a somewhat harder swat, one that stung the palm of her own hand. “What did you do that was so naughty?”
“I didn't stay in our apartment...I went to my parents' house,” Clare explained while wiggling her ass....
SLAP!
“...and I fucked my Daddy....”
SLAP!
“...and sucked his cock....”
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“...and licked his asshole....”
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“...while my Mommy shaved my pussy....”
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“...and licked my Mommy's pussy until she squirted her yummy cum all over my face....”
SLAP! SLAP!
“...and begged my Daddy to fuck me in my ass....”
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“...and called my Mommy by your name as she licked my pussy....”
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“...and Daddy fucked my tight asshole....”
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“...and filled me with his hot creamy cum again....”
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Jenny couldn't believe how aroused she became listening to Clare talk. She was swatting Clare with both hands by then, one on each of Clare's increasingly reddening ass cheeks. The sting on her palms and fingers seemed to go directly to her own pussy with a few droplets of her juices beginning to seep down the inside of her thighs.
“You...you called your own mother...by my name?” Jenny exclaimed, holding back for a second before striking Clare's ass with both hands as hard as she could.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
“Oh yes, Ma'am, and she loved it....”
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“...and you know what she asked me, Ma'am...?”
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“No..what?”
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“...she wanted to know if your pussy tasted as good as hers....”
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“...and said she can't wait to taste you....”
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“...to lick my Daddy's cum out of your cunt....”
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“...or your asshole....”
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“...your choice....”
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“...the first time he fucks you....”
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“...while she watches.”
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Jenny leaned back in the chair, her hands and her pussy on fire. She couldn't believe how aroused she was by what Clare was saying, the very idea of fucking Clare's parents and perhaps mostly by the newfound sense of control over her friend.
Clare's ass cheeks were bright red with a hand print bruise forming on the right one. When Jenny stopped spanking her, Clare stood and went to a mirror to check out her ass before returning to take a deep drink of her wine. Jenny looked up at her and grinned wickedly as she spread her thighs and pulled the outer lips of her pussy apart with her hands.
“On your knees, you filthy scumbag slut,” she growled at Clare, “my pussy needs licking and fingering right now. Show me how much of a cunt licking, asshole sniffing whore you really are.”
Clare dropped to her knees and grinned gleefully as she crawled over to Jenny to bury her face in the waiting wet slit. Jenny's orgasm exploded with her clit in Clare's mouth, one finger in her asshole and two in her cunt.
“You do kinda look good on your knees, you miserable ugly pig,” Jenny chuckled wickedly after the last aftershocks of her latest orgasm ebbed away, “let's keep you that way any time we're in the cottage.”
“Yes, Ma'am,” Clare replied without a hint of argument, “anything you say, Ma'am.”
“So why don't you show me those parcels you were so mysteriously guarding when we came back here,” Jenny continued.
“Yes, Ma'am,” Clare responded and crawled to the kitchen counter, took down the two brown paper bags and crawled back on just her knees without spilling the contents.
“This one contains the toys from the apartment, yours and mine, as well as a few from my Mommy's collection,” she said coyly.
She neatly laid out an assortment of dildos and vibrators as well as a leather collar and leash, a wooden paddle, leather restraints, two clamps connected by a thin chain, a coil of rope, some balls on a string and a few other things that Jenny didn't recognize. Only two of the items were Jenny's own vibrators.
“How do you think this looks on me?” Clare asked grinning wickedly as she picked up the leather collar with a row of shiny metal spikes on the outside.
She put the collar around her neck, pulling it tight until it seemed to bite into her skin and cut off her breathing. Then she latched a leash to the collar and got down on her hands and knees in front of Jenny.
“Seems appropriate since you're acting like a filthy bitch in heat,” Jenny commented getting into the idea of verbally abusing Clare.
“I need to pee, Ma'am. Will you take me out to pee like your good well trained pet?”
Jenny just stared at Clare for a few moments, unsure what to make of this new situation. As she did so, Clare crawled over to the door and began whimpering and scratching it with one hand, just the way a house broken dog would do. Jenny smiled impishly as she walked over to open the door.
The only light on the front of the cabin was near the front door. Jenny held the leash as Clare crawled down the three steps to the ground and a little way on to the scraggly grass. She stopped and looked back at Jenny with an odd grin. Then she squatted back and let loose a steady steam of her piss to splash on her thighs and puddle between her knees. By the time she was done, her knees rested in a pool of piss and mud before she turned and crawled back toward the cottage.
Jenny was surprised how turned on she got watching Clare piss in the grass like a dog. One short term boyfriend some ten years or so before had been into piss play, meaning he got off pissing all over her face and tits and pussy. At the time, she didn't find it either especially objectionable or particularly arousing, even when he forced her to open her mouth and swallow until she gagged. Now the thought of squatting over Clare and pissing on her face or cunt caused a couple of strong twinges deep in her pussy, something to add to that list of anything Clare apparently wanted her to pursue.
Back in the house, Clare crawled to the shower, rinsed the mud and piss off her thighs and legs and crawled back to the table and the other bag of toys. She stood with the leash still dangling from the collar and emptied the articles in the brown paper bag one at a time with some fanfare.
The first was one Jenny recognized immediately, a Magic Wand. She'd used one a few times at parties in years past but never got around to getting her own. Her pussy twitched again as Clare put it down on the table along with a short extension cord that definitely extended the range of the toy.
“Mommy got this for us...both of us,” Clare murmured as she uncoiled the extension cord and plugged it in near the bed, “she says every girl should have one and it's her second or third most favorite toy...after Daddy's cock and my pussy.”
She handed the toy to Jenny, who turned it over in her hands for a moment before flicking the switch on low and lightly touching her stiffening nipples. A pulse like electricity shot to her cunt, causing Jenny to gasp and pull the vibrating head of the toy away from her tit. She was considering placing the toy directly on her clit right then and there when Clare spoke up.
“But wait, there's more,” Clare laughed, mimicking the late night TV commercials.
Clare picked up the second item, a bright pink double sided dildo about eighteen inches long and four inches around. There was a realistic cock head with a prominent vein at each end. Clare held it in the middle with both ends of the rubbery toy bending toward the floor.
“This thing is flexible enough,” Clare grinned as she demonstrated by bending the toy in half, “that we can fuck each other with it or fill one or the other ass and pussy, mine for sure, at the same time.”
Jenny felt a drop of her pussy juices seeping toward her asshole imagining Clare and her taking that thing inside their pussies together until it punched against the deepest recesses of their cunts and their clits rubbed together.
“And now, the piece de resistance,” Clare exclaimed holding up a thing it took Jenny a moment to even recognize.
One side was a huge thick black realistic looking cock, eight inches or so, with a mushroom head and thick protruding veins. It was connected to a smaller shaft that curved upward.
“What is it...exactly?” Jenny asked staring at the toy.
“A double sided strap on, Ma'am,” Clare declared with a truly devilish grin. “The main shaft goes in my pussy, or maybe even my ass after some effort, and the smaller one in your pussy and presses against your g-spot. The straps adjust to hold it in place and the best part of all, both ends vibrate at a variable speed you can control. Mommy has one just like it she uses on me, and even Daddy, from time to time.”
Jenny took the toy and rolled it around in her hands for a few minutes, checking every detail, before looking up at Clare.
“Show me how to put this thing on, grab the lube and bend over the edge of the bed, you miserable cunt, just like a good cheap ass whore,” she instructed Clare brusquely, feeling her own pussy leak more juices down the inside of her thighs.
“Yes, Ma'am,” Clare answered enthusiastically, slid the short shaft into Jenny's cunt, tightened the straps and lathered the lube over the imposing larger end, “and would you prefer to fuck me in my pussy or my asshole...first?”
Jenny blinked awake in the low predawn light feeling like she was on the verge of yet another orgasm. She began to cum just as she realized Clare was sucking her clit and fingering her pussy. Her back arched and her entire body shuddered as yet another climax flooded through her. After all she had cum the night before, she didn't think she had another orgasm left in her but Clare was relentless and insatiable.
“No more,” she finally gasped and slumped back, her ass cheeks sinking into a puddle of her own juices.
The cuddled together for a few minutes before Clare, still wearing the leather collar, climbed off the bed and crawled to the front door, pawing at it with one hand while grinning back at Jenny over her shoulder.
Jenny just shook her head, got out of the soaking wet bed and opened the door. Clare climbed off the porch and squatted to piss in the grass again with Jenny watching while leaning against the door frame.
“Stand and take a shower while I make some coffee, you filthy pig,” Jenny instructed her followed by a hard swat on Clare's bruised ass cheek. “We need to go in to the cafe and get those meals for social services before taking the rest of the day off.”
“Can we play with the rest of the toys then, Ma'am?” Clare asked with an impish smile, “I so want to use that Magic Wand on your pussy.”
“Yes and yes,” Jenny grinned, giving Clare a final swat before gently pushing her toward the shower, “and I have a few more things I want to do with, and to, you as well, you insatiable cunt loving whore.”
Before they left, Clare dug around in the bag of toys and pulled one out. She turned to Jenny with her eyes sparkling.
“If you would, Ma'am,” she asked Jenny holding out a rather large anal plug, “would you please shove this in my ass so I can feel it while we are out and about.”
They really only had a couple of hours work to prepare the dozen meals for the pensioners plus the two extras the social worker ordered. The matronly woman came by to collect the food before noon so, after spending a little time cleaning up and getting things ready for the next morning's rush, they headed back to the cottage with Jenny driving for a change. Even before pulling out of her parking space, Jenny had a positively wicked idea.
“Take of your clothes, slut, every stitch,” she instructed Clare in as stern a voice as she could manage, “and throw them into the back seat.”
A look of surprise crossed Clare's face but she didn't hesitate. Her bare tits bounced slightly when she pulled the t-shirt over her head. Then she raised her hips, pulling her jeans and panties down together. Jenny could see a small wet stain in the crotch when the panties briefly caught in her pussy lips before Clare turned and tossed everything to the seat behind them.
“Put your feet up on the dash and spread your legs as far apart as you can,” Jenny continued, “I want to see your scummy cunt while I drive.”
Clare did as she was told without question, wiggling around some until she was settled. Her pussy slit gaped open, her growing arousal obvious by the way that crevice glistened in the bright sunlight. When she got to the street, Jenny grinned than turned the opposite from the way back to the cottage.
“What...where are we going, Ma'am?” Clare asked, casting her eyes around nervously.
“I have an errand to run that is of no concern of yours,” Jenny stated haughtily, “just keep your feet up there, your legs spread wide and your nipples rock hard.”
The nipples part was easy for Clare. She was incredibly turned on by Jenny's strong words and actions. The thought people on the street, unknown strangers, would see her naked and vulnerable made her nipples rock hard without being touched.
Jenny drove through the town to a residential neighborhood, stopping at an unassuming cottage in the middle of the block. She got out of the car and walked up to a front door, rang the bell and waited patiently.
A few moments later, a middle aged woman came to the door, spoke briefly with Jenny then disappeared back into the house. After another brief wait, Alfie walked out of the house and chatted amicably with her.
Alfie worked at the cafe. When Clare realized the nineteen year old was truly a geek who understood computers, she put him in charge of organizing the books, the ordering needs and the like. Clare had no idea what Jenny wanted with him. After they talked for a short time, Jenny turned to the car and waved.
“Say hello to Alfie,” Jenny called out cheerfully, “stick your head out the window and wave.”
Clare had her head half way out the window when she realized she was also exposing her bare tits. Jenny openly laughed while Alfie seemed shocked as Clare sat back down, her face flushing a bright red.
“You should have seen the look on his face...and the bulge in his trousers,” Jenny giggled as she drove away from Alfie's house. “I bet that's the first time he's seen a woman's bare tits.”
“Why did you stop to see him, Ma'am?” Clare asked meekly repositioning her feet on the dash and pulling her stiff nipples.
“If you must know, you nosy whore, I had a question about his last report,” Jenny responded seemingly a little irritated by being questioned. “He said he'd look into it and bring the answer over later. Now start playing with that huge clit like the fucking slut you are...jerk yourself off like you're a horny teen boy with a miserably tiny cock.”
“He's...he's coming over...to the cottage?” Clare asked looking stunned, “He...he can't...not if I...if I'm...on my knees...naked!”
“Why not? You said anything, anytime,” Jenny shrugged, continuing to drive, “so I think it will be hot to watch him. I might even let him fuck you...if you are good, that is, or maybe make you watch me fuck him. Now get on with playing with your clit.”
Clare blanched but didn't say anything else. She had no idea how she would live with the embarrassment of the geeky employee seeing her naked, let alone doing anything with him. She also knew if Jenny insisted, she would do anything Jenny wanted. The familiar tingle of a growing orgasm focused her attention so she didn't even realize Jenny unexpectedly pulled into an empty parking area overlooking the beach until the car stopped.
“Lovely view, isn't it,” Jenny murmured before getting out of the car and walking around to Clare's side and opening her door. “Here, let me give you a better look.”
Clare cringed as Jenny pulled the door wide open, fully exposing her naked body. Fortunately, no other cars were around and no one was walking on the beach.
“Oh don't stop playing with your clit while you take in the view,” Jenny said sharply.
Clare returned her right hand to her throbbing clit, holding it firmly as she stroked up and down its short length. With her other hand, she tenderly brushed back and forth across the tip of that sensitive nub. She felt her entire body tighten, her thighs beginning to quiver, the rising tide of an impending orgasm on the very verge of flooding through her body.
“I said play with yourself...not to cum,” Jenny shouted harshly, “I'll tell you when you can cum and you won't until I do.”
Clare bit the inside of her cheek, concentrating on that pain until her need to cum ebbed away. Jenny just giggled cruelly when Clare looked at her, pleading with her eyes, ready to beg to be permitted to have an orgasm right there in that parking lot.
“Oh look, a family out for a walk on the beach,” Jenny exclaimed cheerfully, pointing in the distance to the two adults and two young kids walking along the edge of the water while a large black dog frolicked in the surf. “Keep touching yourself, slut, no reason to stop now.”
As they got closer, the adults looked to be in their early thirties, accompanied by a boy about eight and a girl maybe six. They were too far away and at the wrong angle to actually see the naked Clare. That didn't make her feel any more comfortable.
“You think that woman gave him a blow job this morning?” Jenny asked, moving close enough to pinch Clare's right nipple. “Or maybe he ass fucked her last night. You'd like that wouldn't you, you filthy cum loving pig, to get fucked in your ass by a good looking guy like that.”
Clare let out a low moan, Jenny's words adding to her growing need to cum.
“But I forgot...you like little kids don't you, you fucking pervert? I bet you want to lick that little girl's pussy, so tight, so smooth and bare,” Jenny continued, bending forward to lick Clare's earlobe while twisting her nipple harder. “Or would you want to feel that's boy's little cock in your mouth and then lick his asshole while his Daddy fucks you? Where do you want his hard cock to cum inside you...your filthy cunt...or your tight asshole...or maybe your mouth and throat...you miserable slut?”
“My...my pussy...my filthy cunt...,” Clare moaned lowly while jerking and rubbing her now hard and elongated clit faster, “fill me...with his...cum...oh god...yes...fuck me in my...cunt.”
Jenny waved at the couple and they waved back before moving on and she turned to Clare.
“Cum now, slut, cum all over yourself,” Jenny said lowly before getting in the car and driving back to the cottage with Clare fingering herself furiously through two body spanning climaxes.
Time went by quickly. They settled into comfortable patterns at both the cafe and the cottage. At the cafe, Clare was unquestionably in charge. Starting on the way home, with Clare stripping of her clothes as soon as they left the parking lot, Jenny was in complete control. Without an internet connection at the cottage, they had to experiment without much guidance. Clare would spend an entire evening getting Jenny off with her hands and mouth and the toys. Jenny found it very arousing to tie Clare down and force her to have one orgasm after another, using the various toys in her cunt and asshole and on her little boy clit, especially the Magic Wand.
It turned out they both had reasonably light periods that started and ended within hours of one another. Clare was always most horny at the height of her period while Jenny, just before she started. Neither objected to period play. While she dangled the threat in front of Clare a number of times, she never did have Alfie come to the cottage.
They had been there about six weeks when Clare informed Jenny over lunch that they needed some things they could only get from Harry. As a result the two of them would leave after the lunch rush on Friday and drive back home and return on Sunday evening. She assured Jenny that Alfie and the others could handle the reduced weekend work load just fine.
“And the best part,” Clare leaned forward to whisper conspiratorially in Jenny's ear, “is my parents are just dying for us to stay with them the whole time.”
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