The Mammoth Book of Lesbian Erotica

by Barbara Cardy

  Miss Sear gave Sue’s shoulder a gentle squeeze and then walked away towards the rear of the shop. Sue watched her, appreciatively taking in her full figure while feeling relief that she hadn’t taken her questioning any further.

  The rest of the day passed without incident and Kerry didn’t mention the fact she’d seen Sue watching the sexual exploits between the shelves of piled stationery. Sue had felt tense every time Kerry was near, though thankfully Miss Sear didn’t seem to notice as they tidied up and switched off all the lights bar those in the window displays.

  The following morning everything went as usual. The customers asked questions she could rarely answer and she had to keep asking for Kerry or Clare’s assistance, Miss Sear spending much of her time up in the office doing a stock order. There were mothers looking for items for their children to use at school and business people stocking up on printer paper, copier paper, and ink cartridges. It was a run-of-the-mill job, all bar the slight blip the day before.

  “Could you go downstairs and get a couple of green leather diaries?” asked Kerry after Sue came back from lunch and while Miss Sear was having hers. “There’s a customer coming in for them later,” she added as she served an elderly couple.

  Sue went to the rear of the shop and headed downstairs. She didn’t really know where the diaries were kept and so had to check down each aisle in turn.

  She turned down an aisle halfway along the length of the stockroom and was confronted by Clare.

  “Hi, Sue,” she greeted.

  Sue jumped, but quickly composed herself. “Hi,” she replied, turning her attention back to the shelves.

  “I hear you enjoyed watching us yesterday,” she said with a grin.

  Sue went still, feeling her cheeks flush, back turned to her coworker. “I . . .” Sue was at a loss for words.

  She felt the back of her skirt being raised and her knees went weak as Clare’s fingertips brushed the crotch of her white panties. Then the underwear was pulled aside and fingers stroked her warm vagina, Sue letting out a slight gasp.

  “I’m supposed to be fetching diaries for Kerry,” she protested weakly, turning as Clare withdrew her hand temporarily and then moved it back up her skirt.

  “Do you think she really wants those diaries?” she asked with a knowing smile.

  “You mean . . . ?”

  Clare nodded, her grey eyes sparkling. “You’ve been set up.” Her index finger entered Sue slowly, finding her wet and waiting for attention.

  “I can’t,’ she said, pulling away from Clare. “Sorry.” Sue quickly walked away and went back up to the shop floor.

  When she arrived at the till Kerry looked at her in surprise as she rang in the price of a padded envelope for a middle-aged man.

  Sue tried to ignore the look and neatened the ink cartridge display behind the counter.

  As the customer walked out of the shop Kerry turned to Sue. “Is everything all right?”

  “Fine,” replied Sue bluntly.

  “We just thought . . .”

  “You thought wrong,” interrupted Sue as she turned sharply to Kerry, seeing Clare exiting the stairwell door in her peripheral vision.

  “But I thought you enjoyed watching us yesterday.”

  “I did,” said Sue pointedly.

  Kerry stared at her for a moment and then the penny dropped. “You want to watch,” she stated.

  Sue forced a thin smile. “Yes,” she said in a quiet voice. “At least to begin with,” she added.

  A smile graced Kerry’s full lips. “I’m sure we can arrange a show in the not too distant future.”

  It was just before closing when Miss Sear walked over to the till point. “I’ll be up in the office if anybody wants me,” she announced.

  “Okay.” Sue nodded.

  The tall manageress smiled at her. “See you tomorrow.”

  “Bye.” Sue smiled back as she prepared to take the cash-tray out of the till.

  When Miss Sear had disappeared through the “staff only” door Kerry approached Sue. “Downstairs in five minutes,” she whispered before heading towards the back of the store.

  “What about Miss Sear?” asked Sue worriedly.

  “She’ll be doing paperwork up in the office for at least an hour,” replied Kerry, Clare waiting for her by the stairwell door.

  Sue watched them disappear through the doorway, her heart-rate increasing as she thought about what she was going to see. Her vagina became moist, the heat rising with her pulse and her nipples stiffening against the cotton of her blouse.

  She went downstairs with a growing sense of expectation. Her stomach was filled with butterflies and her hands trembled slightly with nerves. Sue could hear the sounds of Kerry’s moans and licked her dry lips as she approached the place where she’d witnessed the previous day’s erotic display.

  She neared the gap in the stock and stared through with wide eyes.

  Kerry and Clare were stripped naked, their uniforms discarded somewhere on the dusty floor out of sight. Clare’s lips sucked gently on Kerry’s pale nipples one at a time, her hands holding the other woman’s hips as she glanced over at Sue and smiled warmly.

  Clare’s right hand slid between Kerry’s legs. Kerry’s blue eyes suddenly closed as two fingers entered between her soft lips and pushed in to the knuckles, exploring within her with slow and gentle movements.

  Sue licked her lips again as her right hand slid inside her knickers. Soon her index finger was probing her moistness, parting her vagina with a delicacy and slowness which made her sigh, mouth opening, eyes closing momentarily.

  She watched as Kerry lifted a pale strap-on into sight. It was double ended and with a quick glance towards Sue, she then knelt before Clare and gently pushed the smaller dildo into the other woman. Sue watched in captivated amazement as the length of the small dildo slipped into Clare and Kerry tied the strap-on in place around her friend’s hips.

  Kerry stood and, with another quick glance at Sue, turned her back and bent over, using the shelves before her for support. She reached round with her right hand and spread the petal-like lips of her vagina wide in readiness to receive the larger, thicker dildo.

  Clare guided it in, its head pushing Kerry wide, her vagina glistening with expectant moisture as it pushed deeper and deeper. Kerry thrust back, the final length quickly vanishing into her as Sue rubbed herself and watched with eager eyes.

  Clare’s white buttocks clenched as she began to gyrate her hips and Sue imagined the pleasure rising within the other women as the dildoes moved within them.

  Then Clare began to thrust in and out of Kerry, the large dildo glistening and slick with her wetness as the sounds of pleasure became more intense and her buttocks rippled seductively with the force of Clare movements.

  The rhythm of Sue’s finger echoed that of the thrusting, becoming faster and more urgent as the pleasure built. Her left hand groped her small breasts. She pinched her dark nipples between her thumb and forefinger, rolled and squeezed them, tongue running along her dry lips as she caught the scent of the two women.

  Kerry let out a long, low moan as she came, the sound sending Sue into the rush of orgasm, the warm pulse spreading throughout her trembling body. She looked at the couple, having to blink a few times to clear her slightly blurred vision. Clare groaned and thrust one last time, the smaller dildo moving inside her finally bringing her to the pinnacle of pleasure.

  Kerry opened her blue eyes and turned to look at Sue through the gap in the stock on the shelves. Clare pulled the large dildo out of her friend and followed her gaze.

  “I think it’s someone else’s turn,” she whispered.

  Sue watched as the couple walked out of sight, shortly to appear at the end of the aisle down which she was standing, her hand still inside her underwear.

  Kerry strode up to her confidently, her breasts bouncing slightly. She took Sue in her arms and kissed her.

  For a moment Sue didn’t respond, but then her arms rose and she held
Kerry close. Her fingertips ran down Kerry’s back, felt the soft warmth of her skin and then the curve of her ample buttocks. She squeezed them lustfully as Kerry kissed her neck, the caress of her breath sending a shiver down Sue’s spine.

  Clare knelt beside them, reached up and undid Sue’s skirt, letting it fall to the concrete floor as Kerry grasped her breasts and then began to unbutton her blouse.

  Sue stood in growing ecstasy as two pairs of attentive hands stripped her, revealing her neatly trimmed black pubes and her fleshy lips, Clare’s fingers immediately parting them as she located her clitoris and rubbed it gently.

  Kerry licked around Sue’s nipples, her fingers stroking her pert breasts. Sue trembled and closed her eyes, the air chilling the trails of saliva Kerry left so delicately on her skin.

  Sue felt a finger enter her, but didn’t open her eyes in order to see whose it was. Then another entered her from behind as Kerry’s mouth continued to work its slow magic on her breasts.

  Raising her hands, Sue held Kerry’s large breasts, rubbed the firm nipples and enjoyed the feel of the malleable flesh against her palms.

  Kerry moved to her side, lips caressing Sue’s shoulders as Clare stood.

  “Guide the dildo in,” whispered Clare.

  Without opening her eyes, Sue reached down and took hold of the thick length as Kerry’s hands stroked her stomach and then her inner thigh sensuously, gently scraping Sue’s skin with her nails and sending more chills down Sue’s spine.

  Clare pushed into her with a seductive slowness that made Sue want to grasp her buttocks and pull the dildo into her roughly. She could feel the strap-on opening her wide as Clare kissed her neck and Kerry’s attentions lingered on her breasts once again.

  Sue’s vagina throbbed as Clare began to move in and out of her, building a crescendo of pleasure as Kerry’s lips and hands caressed her upper body. She bit her lower lip and stifled a yell as Clare suddenly thrust into her and then became still, her body expectant, crying out for her next thrilling movement.

  Another sudden thrust and Sue couldn’t stifle her yell this time, letting it issue from her open mouth as her knees weakened and every part of her tingled with erotic energy.

  Clare paused again and then pushed in deep. The next pause was shorter and slowly the rhythm grew.

  Sue moaned with every push, the dildo’s thickness parting her with increasing force and speed as Kerry bit her gently on the shoulder. The trembling and tingling of her naked body increased with every passing moment. The heat grew and Sue glistened with sweat, stomach tensing, chest heaving as she breathed deeply.

  Clare gasped as she came for a second time and Sue yelled at the top of her voice as the orgasm rushed through her, raised her up on the crest of a wave of pure, ecstatic joy. She tried to catch her breath as warmth spread from the epicentre of her pleasure where the strap-on still remained.

  As Clare pulled out of her, Sue slowly sank to the dusty floor, her legs unable to support her weight and eyes still closed. Kerry crouched beside her and held Sue in her arms.

  “Thank you,” whispered Sue.

  Kerry chuckled. “Our pleasure,” she replied.

  “No, the pleasure was all mine,” smiled Sue, opening her eyes and taking a deep, steadying breath.

  Clare walked round to the next aisle and got her and Kerry’s clothes. “Well, I think it’s been a pretty good day at work,” she grinned as she returned and began to undo the strap-on, enjoying the sensations as the smaller dildo slipped from her still pulsating vagina.

  “Good, but exhausting,” agreed Sue as she gathered her clothes up and used her last reserves of energy to begin dressing.

  Soon the three of them were back in their work uniforms, though the odd trace of dust here and there were clues as to their stockroom antics. They went to the stairs and headed up to the shop floor.

  The next morning Sue was doing a stock take. She stood along one of the store’s aisles holding a clipboard as she made a note of how many of each type of sketch pad were on the shop floor. She picked a piece of grey fluff from her black skirt and then looked at her watch, the time passing slowly.

  “Sue, can you come up to the office, please?” called Miss Sear.

  Sue turned to see the manageress standing at the back door with a serious look on her slightly tanned face.

  “Call down to the stock-room and get one of the other girls to come up and look after the shop. It’s time for your three-month assessment,” she added before vanishing from sight, the sound of her black high heels audible on the concrete stairs as the door slowly swung shut.

  Sue’s pulse quickened slightly as she continued to stare at the rear of the shop. She’d been told about the three-month trial period and just hoped she’d made a good enough impression. She couldn’t think of any reason Miss Sear would want to let her go.

  Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Sue quickly put the clipboard on the counter and went to the rear of the store.

  “Kerry? Clare?” she called down the stairs.

  After a slight pause the two women appeared from below, both brushing dust from their clothes and looking a little flushed.

  “Miss Sear asked if one of you could watch the shop floor while I go up and see her.”

  “She wants you in the office?” asked Clare.

  Sue nodded as her co-workers stopped before her. “It’s my three-month assessment.”

  Kerry squeezed her arm. “You’ll be fine.”

  Sue forced a smile and began to ascend to the next floor where the cloakroom, staffroom, and office were located. Reaching the short, bland corridor, she walked to the far end.

  Standing before the door marked “Miss Sear, Manageress”, Sue composed herself and took a deep breath before knocking three times.

  “Enter,” came the muffled response.

  Sue took hold of the handle and opened the door, finding Miss Sear seated behind her desk with elbows resting on the top and fingers steepled before her slightly angular face.

  “Please take a seat,” instructed her superior.

  Sue nervously sat on the black chair opposite Miss Sear.

  “So, how are you finding it here?” Miss Sear studied her newest member of staff, leaning forward a little.

  “Fine, thank you, Miss Sear,” Sue replied after a slight hesitation.

  “It’s Vivienne,” said the older woman, “and I think you should know I had more than one security camera installed.” She paused for a moment, studying Sue’s expression, and then turned to a small TV monitor to the left, pressing the ’play’ button on a video recorder beneath it.

  Sue swallowed hard as she saw the recording of her watching Kerry and Clare in the stock-room, hand down her knickers as she masturbated. Her cheeks became red and hot as Miss Sear continued to watch for a moment and then turned to her.

  “I had it installed in the stock-room just in case a potential thief sneaked down while the staff were otherwise occupied.”

  “I . . . ,” began Sue.

  Miss Sear held up her right hand to silence her member of staff. “There’s no need for explanations.” She slowly stood and walked around the desk.

  Sue’s gaze followed the other woman’s movements as she were hypnotized. She glanced back at the screen where the soundless images were now of her, Kerry, and Clare having sex with the double ended strap-on.

  She looked up at Vivienne as the manageress undid her navy skirt and let it fall to the floor. Miss Sear wasn’t wearing any underwear and Sue looked at the clean shaven lips protruding between her legs, the distinct smell of arousal in the air.

  “Lick me,” ordered Miss Sear, her voice hushed.

  Sue looked up into the other woman’s dark eyes, hesitating a moment before slowly leaning forward.

  Vivienne felt Sue’s breath on her skin and then the sensation of her tongue gently pushing between her lips. She closed her dark eyes, her spine tingling as she ran her fingers through Sue’s long, black hair.

  Sue brea
thed deeply the older woman’s scent and felt herself becoming wet as she tasted Vivienne. Her tongue flicked the hooded clitoris and she felt the manageress quiver. She raised her right hand and held Vivienne open with her fingers, moving her tongue to the inviting hole as her thumb rubbed at the clitoris.

  Tongue delving inside, she savoured the taste. Her left hand slid up Miss Sear’s smooth and slightly rounded stomach, vanished beneath her cream blouse and sought out her breasts. She stroked their lower curves softly and then her fingertips circled the left nipple, finding it stiff and ready for her attentions.

  Vivienne let out a sigh as Sue’s tongue began to dart in and out of her, then circled within her with deliberate slowness, thumb continuously toying with her clitoris.

  Moving so that she could sit on the edge of her desk, Vivienne opened her legs wide and Sue’s tongue delved deeper, nose pressed against the fleshy lips, chin moist with her wetness.

  As she once again pushed in and out of her manageress, Sue felt Vivienne tense and then tremble, a stifled moan escaping from the older woman’s lips. She slowed the movements of her tongue, licking gently the length of Vivienne’s vagina.

  “Stand,” ordered Sue’s superior in a hoarse whisper.

  Sue slowly rose and Vivienne slipped off the desk and stood before her. They embraced and their lips pressed tightly together, tongues writhing as lust and passion took over.

  Their hands scrambled to undo buttons and soon their blouses were discarded. Vivienne reached behind Sue and undid the clasp of her bra, which fell away from her small breasts. Briefly looking deeply into Sue’s eyes, Miss Sear bent forward and took an erect nipple between her lips, gently nipping it with her teeth as her right hand toyed roughly with the other breast.

  Sue ran her fingertips down the older woman’s back, her eyes closed as a hand slid down her stomach, muscles jumping beneath the soft touch. She inhaled sharply as two fingers entered her, probed as deeply as they could, touching interior walls and filling her with desire.