by C J Edwards
“You have an eye for colours,” the blonde chirped, picking up a framed picture. “Are these your boys?”
“My husband and son, yes.”
Rebecca reckoned the boy was six but Kayleigh herself couldn’t be more than twenty-two. An early starter! “They are very handsome. You must be so proud!”
Kayleigh was blushing now and stuttered as she spoke. “Would you like to see the dress?”
“I’d love to see the dress but do you mind if I ask you why you’re selling it. I mean, it clearly still fits you well.”
Kayleigh’s eyes dropped to the floor. “I need the money to be honest.”
“In that case, can I ask a favour?”
“A favour?”
Rebecca deployed her winning smile again. “We’re about the same size. Would you mind modelling it for me? So I can see how it hangs?”
Kayleigh wavered for just a moment. “Er, okay” she said hesitantly. “Would you like to come up?”
Two minutes in and she was already in the young woman’s bedroom. Rebecca had to work hard to keep the smile off her face. She pretended to look away as Kayleigh almost climbed into her small wardrobe to strip off her jeans and tee-shirt and then pull up the frock. “Would you mind zipping me up?” She spoke to the closet; clearly a little embarrassed. Rebecca took her time in zipping and stroked the material to feel the warmth of the vibrant flesh beneath. Then she placed her hands on the girl’s shoulders and turned her around in a subtle show of Dominance.
“Wow! You only want ten pounds for this?” Rebecca gushed as her eyes legitimately wandered all over the younger woman’s frankly very fuckable body. She stared at the small boobs and noted with some satisfaction that her nipples were very prominent. She knew Rufus liked stiff nipples. “It’s worth more you know. A lot more!” She stepped a little closer and pressed the material against Kayleigh’s arm, caressing her there in a pretence of feeling the quality of the cotton.
There was a long, slow moment. Kayleigh’s pupils dilated and her chest began to rise and fall as she fell under Rebecca’s potent spell. Then the older woman deliberately broke it. “Come on then. Are you gonna let me try it?” She turned her round by the shoulders again. “I’ll unzip you.”
Unzipping a dress sent a more direct message than zipping it up of course and she didn’t stop there but eased it off Kayleigh’s shoulders before stepping back. The young wife slipped the dress off all the way and turned with it in her hand, brazenly showing her mismatched but pretty bra and knickers.
Rebecca was already well on the way to undressed herself but she didn’t generally wear underwear. Kayleigh’s eyes nearly popped out of her head as the silk blouse came off to reveal the cutest pair of tits ever. Apple sized but more pear-shaped, with cute puffy nipples pointing towards her face, she pressed her thighs together uncomfortably as her first serious case of female attraction took hold. Rebecca had no knickers either and her pussy was completely bald. Kayleigh opened her mouth to comment but nothing came out. Instead, she just handed the dress over.
“It really suits you,” Kayleigh lied when she finally found her voice. The dress looked cute enough, clinging to the other woman’s fit body but didn’t really the match the two-hundred-pound hairdo or professional make-up.
“Thank you, darling,” Rebecca pouted and gave her new friend a sexy twirl. She stepped closer and Kayleigh began to look nervous again. “I love the way it feels,” she seized the young milf’s wrist and placed her palm flat against her own breast. “Here!”
Kayleigh was speechless and now openly shaking. Rebecca saw her opening and completely closed the gap, pressing her lips to the other girls and gently kissing her for a few moments as she laid a hand on her panty clad behind.
“Mmmm! Very nice, thank you,” Rebecca declared as she abruptly broke off. She stripped off the dress and began to dress in her own clothes, well aware of Kayleigh’s disappointed, puppy-dog eyes. “It’s worth a lot more than ten pounds to me,” she pouted. “I’ll give you a thousand on one condition.”
“A thousand pounds?” Kayleigh looked like she was going to faint. “What condition?”
“You come in it!” Rebecca handed over a business card. “Come and see me tomorrow at two o’clock and don’t make any plans for a couple of hours.” She tipped the stunned young woman a conspiratorial wink, turned on her heel and left the flat.
Kayleigh just stood, rooted to the spot as Rebecca’s distinctive perfume slowly began to fade. She was confused, dizzy and totally horny. Eventually, she glanced at the clock and realised she had ample time for relief. Taking herself off to bed, she gave herself the most intense orgasm of her life to date; Rebecca’s scent still lingering in her nostrils.
***
The doorbell rang at exactly two. Rebecca smiled at her co-conspirator and pecked him on the lips, leaving him to the live feed on his laptop and no doubt soon his cock in his hand! She walked slowly downstairs and the bell had sounded another twice by time she opened the door. Kayleigh stood on the marble step, awkwardly smiling.
“You look amazing in that dress,” Rebecca gushed and she meant it. It really suited the council house mum far better than her. She stood there for just a moment and looked at her. Kayleigh had worked hard at her make-up and looked like she was a first date; which, Rebecca reflected, she probably was. She took both her hands and drew her into the house. “Come and have a drink!”
Kayleigh followed her hostess down the long hallway and no for the first time wondered what the hell she had got herself into. She wasn’t really sure if it was the money that has led her here or something else but there had never been any doubt that she would accept the invitation.
Rebecca had dressed simply, but expensively, she noted. A simple shift dress like a Roman toga that came halfway up her smooth thighs like her own. She knew from yesterday’s experience that she would have nothing underneath it and that thought made her blush. She had thought about going panty-less herself and wrestled with the idea right up to the moment she had left the house but it was a step too far for her. She didn’t really need a bra though and excited herself by leaving that off after her shower.
The rear lounge was luxurious and had its own cocktail bar. Rebecca showed her nervous guest to a sofa and played barmaid. “What’s the most exotic drink you can think of?” Kayleigh giggled like a schoolgirl. “I bet I can make it!”
Kayleigh smiled shyly. “What about a slow comfortable screw on the beach?”
“Perfect!” Rebecca reached for the vodka. “But have you tried a long slow comfortable screw up against a cold hard wall with a kiss?”
Now it was Kayleigh’s turn to giggle. “Sure. Why not?”
Rebecca took her time with the drink, wiggling her bum as she shook the cocktail mixer and eventually poured two long glasses. Shimmying across, she bent to place one in the other woman’s hand and kissed her firmly on the lips. “And there’s the kiss.”
“Really?”
“No. The kiss is the Amaretto but it seemed too good an opportunity to pass by.” The women laughed together and Rebecca sat next to her guest; close enough that their bare thighs pressed lightly together. “So, tell me all about your life, Kayleigh from the council estate. You don’t seem a typical working class young mum if you don’t mind me saying so!”
“I don’t mind and I suppose you’re right.” The younger woman conceded and took a long slug of the very potent cocktail.
Rufus was watching every moment of the gentle seduction. The UHD lens hidden in the mantelpiece clock was focused on Kayleigh’s young face and he was studying the faint blushing of her cheeks, the dilation of her pupils and how many times she licked her lips. His wife was so close to her as to be virtually on top and she was taking every opportunity to touch the young wife; brushing a hair from her face or straightening her skirt above her knee. As each moment passed, he could see the girl becoming more and more submissive and malleable and he found himself willing his w
ife to pounce.
Eventually she did of course. Taking the almost empty glass from Kayleigh’s hand, she leant across to kiss her again but this was no simple peck on the lips. Pushing her tongue between yielding lips, Rebecca’s hand found the girl’s breast and squeaked with joy to find no brassiere. “You little tease,” she exclaimed, coming up for air for just a moment.
Rufus had his hand on his cock now, slowly pumping as he watched his pretty young wife take the innocent milf. One hand squeezed a tit through her dress while the other was now busy under her skirt. Kayleigh’s face was easy to read and betrayed the exact moment of her penetration by Rebecca’s long middle finger. He turned up the sound just in time to catch her mournful moan a split second later. “Uhhhh!”
Rebecca was in full flow now. She purposely left the dress on for her husband but hiked it right up past Kayleigh’s waist as she cupped the girl’s very prominent mound in her hand. He could now see her middle finger slipping in and out of the slippery pink flesh, moving around the couch as her hips had a life of their own. Rebecca had her mouth fixed over the other woman’s and Rufus could see her tongue pushing in and out to explore her mouth. Kayleigh’s deep moans were muffled by his wife’s oral attack.
Then Kayleigh came and it was very obvious. Her lower body lifted high off the seat and nearly dislodged the fingers in side her as she screamed at the top of the lungs. “Oh! My God! Fuuuuuck!” Rebecca popped her finger out and dropped to her knees to lap up the copious juices that were now threatening to stain the leather couch.
As soon as Rebecca’s mouth latched on to Kayleigh’s sex, the young milf went mental. Her body twisted and bucked as obscenities began to pour from her mouth. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh my fucking Jesus, yeeees!” Rufus could see his wife making a meal of the girl and he fancied he could also make out her finger probing her arse. His hand rubbed up and down his shaft. He could hardly wait to get his hands on the girl.
Kayleigh came again and the whole village must have heard it. She made a few loud grunting noises and then screamed at the top of her lungs. “Arrrrrrgh!” Rebecca stopped and looked up. Rufus could see pussy juices shining all over her face. “Kayleigh,” she said in an authoritative voice. “My husband is watching and he wants to join in, he wants to fuck you, Kayleigh. Is that okay?”
Rufus wasn’t waiting for an answer. He was out of the bedroom and down the stairs. She looked up and saw him. His robe was hanging open; showing a chiselled torso and a very impressive semi lob on! She caught his eye and panicked. “God, no! I’m married. I can’t! No!” She closed her splayed legs and quickly turned over on to her front. Rufus laughed and simply mounted her from behind. Climbing on to the backs of her thighs, he located her sodden hole and lodged his cock in Kayleigh’s porch.
This was actually one of Rufus’s favourite ways to take a new woman and particularly one with last minute nerves. Turning on to her front was what a naïve girl did to protect her virtue but it actually made her so much more vulnerable and easy to control. Her arms and legs were easy to restrain by a stronger man and there was no chance of a lose fist or foot doing him a mischief. But most importantly if her body was ready, it was an easy matter to slide straight up her from that angle. Her closed legs would make her more snug but it was an easy matter to get inside her.
Rebecca sat in an armchair off to one side and spread her own legs. Knicker-free, it was a simple matter to start her own masturbation as she watched her husband doing what he did best. Her long middle finger started lazy circles around her clitty as she watched Rufus spend his thousand pounds.
“God no!” Kayleigh started to protest as she felt that greasy pole slowly slide up her. She thrashed a little but not too much and it was clear to the other woman that her token resistance was just for show. All the same, Rufus took no chances. Holding the young milf by the nape of the neck, he took her like a bitch; pushing himself all the way inside her as he crushed her face into the mattress.
Now he was all the way in, Rufus changed his position slightly. Yanking Kayleigh’s head back by the hair, he slid his other arm around her throat; holding her securely and controlling both her oxygen intake and her volume as he began to thrust.
Slap! Slap! Slap! The room filled with the sound of hard flesh against soft as the horny husband fucked the little wife hard and fast. Quiet whimpering noises came from her mouth but they were sounds of submission, not protest. Rebecca dipped a finger into her own steaming hot cunny and tried to pump as fast as Rufus but she wasn’t even close.
Kayleigh came, despite herself and Rufus took that as a signal to change things around a little. Sliding out of the yummy mummy, he jumped to his feet and pulled her up with him. She stood silently; a little stunned. Then he tilted her head up and French-kissed her like a lover. “Let’s see if you’re worth a thousand pounds of my hard-earned money,” he said.
“The money’s for the dress, not me,” Kayleigh said quietly. “I’m not a whore!”
Rufus laughed loudly but not unkindly. He placed his hands possessively on the girl’s shoulder’s and then slid his hands inwards to grip the material of the dress tightly, just inside of her boobs. Then suddenly and without warning, he violently pulled, ripping the dress straight down the middle.
“Fuck her darling! Fuck her little brains out!” Rebecca moaned from just behind him and then she came. Her hips bucked off the chair and she screamed out her passion. “Ohhhhh! Fuuuuuuck!”
Rufus watched the show for a few seconds and then turned his attention back to Kayleigh, who was instinctively trying to cover herself. He stroked her cheek lightly and then moved her hands to behind her back, where she kept them without being told. “The dress is worthless, cherub,” he crooned. “But you’re not.” He moved his hands inside the material and squeezed her firm tits, then he kissed her again and pushed her down to her knees with his hands on her shoulders. “Let’s see just how much you’re worth.” Rufus’s rigid cock hit her on the mouth and she opened up to take it inside. He moved his hand to the back of her head and slowly began to stroke in and out.
Suddenly Rebecca was on her knees next to the hapless young wife. She loved to pleasure her husband by sucking his cock but she enjoyed choking other women with it even more. She positioned herself behind Kayleigh, with legs astride her and her tits pressed into the girl’s back and then took control of her.
“Gharr! Yuck! Bleugh!” The inexperienced wife chocked and spluttered on Rufus’s thick shaft as Rebecca coached her to the high standards she asked of herself. Kayleigh was struggling now. She was decidedly uncomfortable and gasping for air but the husband and wife tag team were much too strong for her.
Rebecca looked up at her husband with a huge smile on her face as she reached over and gently squeezed his balls. “Are you gonna feed the whore or is this going somewhere else?”
Rufus stopped and pushed Kayleigh back into his wife’s arms. He could quite happily pump his spunk down the girl’s throat but he had somewhere even better in mind. Drawing her to her feet again, he pushed the remains of the dress down her arms to leave her completely naked and lifted a shred of the material to her face to clean the worst of the drool of snot off before kissing her again. Then he put his hands underneath her armpits and lifted her across the floor and into an adjacent room; sitting the expectant young woman on a dining table.
This time Kayleigh spread her legs wide and sat back; propping herself up on her hands as her eyes invited him into her.
The sex was rare, fast and violent. Rebecca had followed them in and alternately stroked Kayleigh’s hair, face and body, while fondling her husband as he hammered the poor girl. The air filled with the little plaintiff cries that were forced from the young mum’s throat with each crashing blow of her lover’s hips and the now familiar sounds of flesh on flesh.
Rebecca reckoned Kayleigh came another four times but it was hard to tell. Her orgasms began to run into each other. Then it was her husband’s turn. Squeezing the milf’s ti
ts so hard she whimpered, he grunted and spoke to neither of them in particular. “I’m gonna fucking blow!”
Suddenly Kayleigh’s eyes snapped open as it registered and she tried to regain control of her body. “Christ, no! Pull out!”
It was not going to happen. Rufus’s last thrust was so powerful, it knocked the unsuspecting girl back, flat on the table top. He collapsed on to her just as his cock began to jerk and fill her fertile young womb with hot spunk as he yelled at the top of his voice. “Fucking hell! Yes!”
Rufus pulled out to let a stream of white fluid dribble on to the table. Rebecca kissed a frightened little face and fondled her boobs, before moving around the table and latching her mouth on to Kayleigh’s love lips and drinking up the goodness. She felt her husband’s hands undressing her fully and knew he would soon be recovered and inside her. She lifted her face for a moment to speak. “There’s nothing to worry about Sweetheart,” she told the anxious young woman. “That’s a thousand pounds well-earned and there’s plenty more where that came from.”
“That’s right,” Rufus added from where he had started to finger his wife. “You’re all ours now and we look after our property!”
Property? That sounded very strange to the confused young woman but she liked the idea of so much money and she also liked the feelings that were once again building in her loins. She propped herself up on an elbow and looked at the heavy cock that was now swinging flaccid between the man’s legs. She had come to explore her curiosity about girl sex and was certainly experiencing that now. There was never any intention to cheat on her husband with another man but here she was. Then she remembered something else. And she was being paid for it!
Rebecca moaned and it looked like her husband had a whole hand inside her. “Shall we tell her about the cameras,” she gasped.
“Cameras?” Kayleigh was losing her grip on reality as her orgasm loomed again. She wasn’t sure she heard correctly.
“That’s right, my whore,” Rufus chuckled as he pushed his cock into his wife’s hungry clam. “You’re a porn star now. Smile for the cameras!”