Date: Sat, 19 May 2007 04:18:09 -0700 (PDT) From: LeAnn McLane Subject: Lucy Part Two In one of my emails to my high school English teacher, Ms Fulton, I told her that I found a part time job at the library and that I was sneaking time off work to use their computer to write her. Mostly I just complained about my dreary lack of a life. Constant complaining was one way I built up spankings from her which would be administered the next time we met. She wrote back and asked me if there were any other girls working there who might be interesting to get to know. I mentioned there was one very tall girl who comes in to work most afternoons and gives me that long look. She insisted that I stop waiting for some perfect domme to come prancing into my life and for me to become more aggressive and make the effort to get to know as many girls as I could. Surely I would be more likely to find my perfect match than sitting and waiting for her to fall out of the sky. Convinced that Ms Fulton was right, I became absolutely daring at work. I was wearing a sleeveless top one afternoon to expose my shapely white arms and round shoulders to the tall girl at work and I think and hope that might bring her over at last. But I fear she will not be dominant and dirty. Sigh. I was on the computer in my audacious outfit responding to a threat from Ms Fulton. I wrote - Yes, I AM your baby Lucy. God, yes I am. And the thought of you mounting me from behind and rubbing and sliding your hot wet pussy all over my abused ass while you have a massive orgasm has me so wet that I simply cannot stop rubbing myself all the time. Anyway, I did as you suggested. I will always do just as you say. I cleared some documents away from her table set and asked how she was finding the library facilities. She is doing a Master's while taking a year out of work so will be in most days now. Her name is Jane. I asked her if she felt like going for a coffee sometimes mid morning or having a sandwich in the cafeteria and we went at once! And she IS just as I thought. Mmmm! Unfortunately she shares a place with another girl who seems to be the dominant partner. Close up she is older than I thought, but only 30 and her lover is a few years younger but rather racier by the sound of it. To cut a long story short, she invited me round to dinner tonight and when I asked if Linda (the other one) wouldn't mind. She said "God, no, she is always bringing other girls home. It's about time I brought one!" which nearly made me wet myself at the thought. I am not too sure how much she meant by that. Linda is a physical therapist at the local hospital. I am excited because at the very least I think they may be able to steer me in the right direction with maybe a club or some of their friends. Ms Fulton wrote back, "It sounds terrific. Maybe Linda will give you a little spanking while she makes you suck Jane's pussy. You be sure to mind them both and do whatever they tell you so that they'll let you come back. This is so exciting. I don't know why you thought if unfortunate that she shares her place. If Linda brings home girls, the only reason she would do that would be to share them with Jane, I would think. Unless perhaps to taunt her in some sick way but that doesn't sound like the way you describe them. That's exactly what you want, to be shared by two girls, right? Anyway, this is a marvelous opportunity for you to get a wonderful experience which can lead to many others if they have friends they could introduce you to. I really feel like spanking your ass good right now because you've been so shy and reticent. You could have already had something going with Jane if you'd spoken up, that's why I'll be taking down your panties and severely slapping your ass the next time I see you. Then I'll make you open your legs for a few sharp, stinging blows to your pussy before I allow you to crawl between my legs to get what you really need." It's a beautiful, beautiful Sunday morning here and I am going to spend it alone doing nothing at all - walk along the sea front, drift through the antique shops in The Lanes, then home for a late lazy lunch and a snooze in the park opposite. Just want to be alone. My stern and sexy superior with such a strong right hand was absolutely right!: I arrived for dinner at 7.30 after changing three times and settling for a sleeveless sparkly top and denim mini and bare legs. Jane opened the door in a long skirt with the longest legs in the world flashing frequently through the slit in the side all the way to her hip. Linda was short, chunky, cheerful, already tanned but sort of olive skinned anyway, jet black hair bobbed, lovely white teeth when she smiled. Not at all butch, there was nothing but laughter and booze and good Italian food which they produced together while I sat on a stool and watched. They are certainly a natural pair – touching, kissing, and laughing endlessly. They've only been together a few months. I had thought it was longer. Anyway, four places were set because a colleague of Linda's at the hospital, Jennifer, was invited. She turned up just as we were about to eat. She was Junoesque, graying, but mid forties I guess but I haven't asked. With lush, full lips and big brown eyes, she wore an expensive black shirt and slacks. She had on a wonderful perfume and held me close as we danced in the living room later that night. She kissed me and, mmm, cupped my pussy through my mini right in front of the other two. Lovely dinner with lots of light chat and music, we sat on two sofas for coffee afterwards. They sat on one, Jennifer and I on the other. Then we went for a late night walk along the sea front, a warm evening with a big crescent moon and as we walked her hips and mine, her hands and mine kept brushing together. The other two were slightly ahead and as we passed a sea front shelter, she pulled me into her and kissed me, not lightly and quickly, but really long and hard with wonderful moist mobile mouth and probing tongue. God! Back on to the sea front, confused; to rejoin others who were looking back and grinning, I remained confused in the darkness as we walked back. I had been attracted by long, languid girl in library and fancied her, then excited by the prospect of her and her forceful friend possibly overpowering and pleasuring me. That all turned out to be hokum evidently and sure enough, as Linda and Jennifer enjoyed a joke while we were crossing the road back to their place, Jane said:" I told Linda yesterday to tell Jennifer I had found JUST the girl for her!" I realized with a sinking feeling that this was nothing but an ordinary blind date. Back on their front doorstep, I had no idea what would happen next but Jennifer said as she was working all weekend at the hospital and she would have to go and suggested we share a taxi. In the circumstances, I agreed! The other two looked very smug as they waved us off. I still very, very much fancied them both doing me one day, like mad. I am so terrible! In the cab, heedless of the driver, Jennifer suddenly started to stroke my bare left thigh and then slipped her hand immediately inside my skirt band and panties and buried her fingers in my pussy. I had been warm and wet since Jane told me I was meant for Jennifer. She stroked me roughly and forcefully with two fingers while the driver was listening to his radio. I was beginning to squeak and gasp. I got out with her at her place and she said, "I really do have to get to bed early as I am on at seven in the morning, but come round on Monday and I will make sure you get everything you want." Then she took me three steps down into a little basement area and kissed me while holding me in the crook of her arm and sliding her fingers inside my panties again and fingering me so strongly and deliciously that I lay back in her arms and started to cum right there and then. She turned my face to the wall, pushed me by the back of the neck into a bent over position and spanked me quite soundly on the ass until I cried for her to please stop. Then she pressed on my shoulders until I was on my knees. She slid her slacks down to mid thigh and pulled my face into her pussy where I was allowed to suck until she reached an orgasm. It did not take her long. She said, "off you go, be back here Monday at eight!" Terribly humiliated by her treatment, I ran home in tears the whole half mile. She lives so close. Yesterday I walked a few miles along the coast with a couple of old college friends, married to each other, Patsy and John. He drove me back late and I lay all night gazing at the ceiling and trying not to touch myself because I want to be gagging for it, desperate for her, on Monday night. When I told Ms Fulton all about my meeting, she wrote back, "Although things worked out highly divergent from what we anticipated, I am very pleased with the way things went. A small orgy with Jane and Linda would have been more exciting but perhaps only temporary and quickly forgotten. With Jennifer you have an opportunity to establish something more permanent and filled with other possibilities. You must abandon your reticence and reveal to her what you want, take her up on her promise to give you everything you want. She seems aggressive enough with her hand in your panties in the cab, again in the basement, and the little spanking as a means of dismissal. Strong possibilities if you express your needs. You do not have to be blatant, in a quiet moment Monday, you might just mention the little spanking by telling her you just couldn't get over thinking about her doing that, you know, just a little hint to tell her you liked it. But of course it may not be necessary; she may already have a firm idea of what you need. It is much preferable in my mind to a big mean butch with an X-frame in a basement full of ropes and whips, which was what I fearfully envisioned when you first told me about this pair. This could develop into just mild, kinky fun for you both. You are definitely in better shape to gain some much needed experience and to have an opportunity to toughen up your tongue, your ass, and your knees for when we can finally be together. Your knees especially must be capable of protracted periods of weight bearing because from that position, your lovely mouth is at the proper height to service my cunt. Also, if you require extensive discipline, a lot of that will be administered while you're on your knees, the time you're not stretched over my well rounded thighs with your bare ass yearning for my stinging palm." I wrote Ms Fulton every detail of my evening with Jennifer while it was so recent and fresh in my mind. I arrived at eight sharp. She opened the door in a bathrobe with her hair in wild disarray. She asked if I had eaten. I hadn't because I was expecting dinner! I said no and she laughed and said I would be eating her all evening anyway. It was a lovely little terraced house, Georgian I guess. Anyway she simply led the way upstairs. There was a bathroom on the right and she said, "Shower first. I like my babies clean," and ushered me in. Then she stripped me quickly and efficiently, nothing sensual at all (although my heart was pounding!), slipped out of her robe and led me into this big shower. Wonderful big body! Under the water, it WAS sensual, kissing and being held in strong plump arms and then she soaped her hands and turned me away from her and I watched those large controlling hands soaping my titties from behind which was a huge turn on as she was constantly rubbing her pussy all over my ass. I was shocked to realize I had only been in her house about six minutes!!! Her hands slipped down around my hips and soaped my pussy and as I parted my legs for her, she found my clit at once and soon had me gasping and half crouching and breathless. Really, really sensational at working a cunt and she went on and on. It was quite wonderful. Eventually it was me who turned and wanted a kiss and she bent down and held me tight against her big titties, oh lovely big titties squashed against mine. We started to dry each other and then went, still pretty wet, to the bedroom where there were big fluffy towels all over the double bed. She pushed me down and dried me just a little more. "! love my bitch to be wet," she said. Her hands were all over me, thrilling me. She turned me and stroked my wet back and then scratched it hard with her long nails before hitting me a tremendous smack on my ass which was still very wet. The wetness made the noise really loud and I cried out. She laughed and said she guessed that was what I wanted and she started to smack me hard and wet with the full weight of her hand. She stopped after four or five and felt down with her other hand between my legs and again found me and worked me and fondled me and fingered me and slipped first one finger and then another into me an d then hit me again, this time a full half dozen times. It WAS my dream really coming true. Spanking pain-pleasure and pussy pure-pleasure while constantly demeaning me with her snide remarks about my lack of self-respect had me creaming endlessly. By the time she had finished with me she was working me with fully four fingers in me and I was bucking up and down and cumming constantly. She rubbed my ass lovingly at the end for fully five minutes, hands soothing the sting. Then she turned me and squatted over me and I knew what I had to do. I gave her the best sucking, tongue fucking and licking and kissing and probing I have ever given and I took her big ass and pulled her tighter down on my gasping mouth as I swallowed all that she gave me which was so much and so wet that I suspected she had even peed in my mouth. At the end of it all we kissed with tongues for ages and then she glanced at her bedside clock and said briskly, "Eleven pm, sugar. Time I turned in." I said, "I'm not staying then?" She laughed and said, "No this is it, Lucy, just the once. You're too easy, baby, no challenge. I knew you were mine the moment I saw you. So did the other two. They knew you would be mine. We can be friends if you like, it might be fun. We live close by each other. Jane and Linda are my friends and I took them one by one like this, months ago, one-nighters. I introduced them to each other later." I was so drained and fucked out, to be honest, that I didn't care that much. Not at that moment. I was resentful, though. I guess. She watched me get dressed and said, "don't be hurt, honey. You were lovely. You ARE lovely. But I do need a challenge. It's the way I am. Tell you what - we can make a challenge. I bet you that whenever I want you in the future all I will have to do is come into your library and walk up to your desk and say, "Drop your work and come home with me this very minute and l will have you in an orgasmic fit in half an hour and you will come." "Fuck you!" I said. I went downstairs and she caught up with me at the door and said, "I am sorry, Lucy, but I can't help it. The first rooms I had when I left college were in a quiet road in Wimbledon and the landlady was an attractive upper middle class divorcee, around 40, mother of two boys, twins of twelve. I had a young girl visitor one night that made a great deal of delighted noise when I sucked and fingered and fisted her. The next morning Daphne, the landlady, knocked on my door after the girl had gone and said she was giving me notice to leave. "Why?" I asked. "It's disgusting, vile," she said, "and I have two young children here." "I felt this surge of excitement because I knew what I was going to do. I had her moaning and melting in my arms in the lobby in ten minutes and in bed with me in twenty and she was the wildest lover I ever had and she was so racked with guilt and shame afterwards that I kept the affair going for six months. Now that WAS a challenge! She cried and cried the day I left. "One day, Lucy, I will just walk into the library and you will follow me out and come and have what you want so badly." One final kiss and the door shut with me in the street. I slept well though! Up early and I am going off to Wales to see my Mum on Friday for a week's holiday. Life seems to be either totally tame or a bit too overwhelming. Home will be good. I am sore today but still feel the same excitement about all this. Ms Fulton can one day spank me with a wet open hand like Jennifer did. It was SO good! I SHALL miss her! This time last week I was looking at the ceiling and sighing because life was so dull. Now it seems to have transformed for me. I am going to have Jane before Friday, invite her round and give her a sound spanking. I think she is like me. And I owe her one in revenge for bloody Jennifer!