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 CONTENTS

Introduction

Chapter 11 Dinner chez Grace

Chapter 12 Astrid’s and Tanja’s BDSM club
Chapter 13 Bethany in distress
Chapter 14 Jack and his sub Elisa
Chapter 15 A painful day at the beauty parlor and a photoshoot
Chapter 16 Elisa and Jada
Chapter 17 Grace and the palace
Chapter 18 George and Janet
Chapter 19 Tanja and Vagina
Chapter 20 Catharina’s 50th birthday
 Lew’s Photo Studio
Book 2
Copyright© 2023 by Lew Pit
Cover photo Copyright© 2023 by LVdP

Introduction
Book 2 covers the second 10 chapters with the first one about Lew having dinner with his friend
Grace, his introduction into the world of BDSM, becoming the landlord of such a club, being
dragged into a small orgy, getting a job student, and ending with the celebration of the 50 th
birthday of his lifelong friend and first nude model Catharina.
To help the reader keep track of the different characters is a list in order of their appearance in
the book(s).
Lew Emmett (59) main character, retired owns the photo shop and studio, bachelor.

Catharina (49) Italian, the first girl photographed by Lew in the nude, long ago.

Linda (20) Very flexible girl, eager to start a career as a model.

Nancy (26) Young mother convinced by Lew to pose nude with her baby Amelia.

Astrid (36) Shop owner, “Boutique Astrid” customer of Lew.

Bethany (44) Runs a perfumery annex Beauty parlor.

Grace (52) mother of Nancy, realtor.

Alicia (77) The woman who at age 36 took Lew’s virginity when he was 18.

Tanja (42) Operates the BDSL club under the photo studio, Mistress of Vagina.

Jack (36) Electrician, Master of Elisa, BDSM aficionado, and bondage specialist.

Elisa (22) Brazilian Sub of Jack works for him, sister of Jada, a BDSM aficionado.

Jada (18) Sister of Elisa, a Job student who works for Lew, and is his sub.

George (45) Husband of Janet has no clue about how to pleasure a woman.

Janet (42) Abused spouse of George.

Vagina (24) Tanja’s sub, a former chef.

This is a work of erotic fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the
author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or
location is entirely coincidental.

Please be advised that these are very adult stories. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic
descriptions of sexual acts involving men and women contained in these stories.

These stories are written for entertainment and the situations, as well as the actions performed by the
characters, are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written
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 Chapter 11
Dinner chez Grace

Aside from the deposit of three hundred Euro commission I received from Nancy a few weeks
after our last encounter, I hadn’t heard from her or her mother Grace in a while. I presumed I
would never be invited for a nice meal there, but how wrong I was. Thursday evening the phone
rang and believe it or not it was Grace.
“Hi Lew, Grace here, you probably thought I had forgotten all about you but I haven’t. The past
few weeks it was a total circus at work, I didn’t know whether I was coming or going, however,
now things have finally slowed down a bit and I can breathe again. It was as if everybody wanted
to sell their house or buy another house at the same time.”
“Oh, are you in the business of buying and selling houses Grace? I had no idea.”
“Yeah I have had my own realtor firm for ages, but the past weeks were absolute hell… So how
are you, Lew?”
“Good, good, I can’t complain now. During the summer, when people go on vacation, they tend to
take far more snapshots and upon returning they want prints or to have them turned into a
photobook, instantly, so I am rather busy as well, but nothing spectacular. Unfortunately no photo
sessions with gorgeous women like yourself or your daughter though!”
“Oh you poor man, you must really feel lonely then, no nude women in front of your lens?”
“No, no babies either, just the odd sports event or festival they want me to take pictures at. At a
festival, if you are lucky, you get to shoot a few bare boobs, but that’s about the extent of it, how
would you feel then to come over for another round of portraits?”
“I guess I am going to pass on the offer for the moment, but I want to make good on my promise
of serving you a wholesome home-cooked dinner.”
“All right, I can go for that as well, after all, it is still true that a man’s love goes through his
stomach, isn’t it?”
“Great, how about Saturday evening, are you free?”
“Yes by all means Grace and if I wasn’t, I would have made myself free for such a treat.”
“Excellent shall we say sevenish? You know where I live?”
“No Grace not really.”
“OK I’ll text you the address then, shall I?”
“Wonderful, oh will Nancy and the baby be there as well?”
“Yes they will, Nancy wants to thank you again for selling her photos.”
“She did pay me for it through my commission, which I received the other week; would you thank
her for me, please? Before I forget, allow me to bring a nice alcohol-free aperitif and a bottle of
wine for Nancy, and a normal one for you and me?”
“Excellent, I heard from Nancy that you have a good nose for wine, so cheers now, see you
Saturday!”
I was really looking forward to the evening and extremely curious if I was going to get that triple
dessert Grace suggested the last time I saw her. Friday and Saturday really dragged on but I was
finally able to close the door to the shop on Saturday at six o’clock. That gave me about forty-five
minutes to get ready. Quickly jumping in the shower, I shaved everywhere I deemed necessary
and got dressed. To be on the safe side I took one of my magical blue pills with me.
Arriving at the address I was given, I was seriously surprised by the size of the house. It was free-
standing with a very nice garden around it, but unfortunately, the gate was closed. Always trying
to be punctual, I rang the bell at precisely seven o’clock and as if I had uttered the magic words
‘Open Sesame’, the gates swung apart and I could drive in.
I parked the car in front of one of the garage doors, next to what I recognized as Nancy’s car. The
front door was already open and Nancy, holding baby Emilia on her hip, was waiting for me.
“Come in Lew.”
“Hello Nancy, great to see you again, and you too Emilia, how is my favorite baby photo model?”
I tickled her under her chin which made her laugh out loud. I followed Nancy inside and was led
straight through to the living room, well room was a diminutive, it was huge, with a big window,
ceiling to floor overlooking the back garden, sun deck, and swimming pool. Grace came over from,
what I expected was the kitchen, with open arms, and gave me a big hug.
“Hey Lew, welcome to my home, good to see you, how are you holding up?”
“I can’t complain, especially not today, being invited by a gorgeous woman like yourself.”
“There you go again with your flattery, if you keep that up I am really going to start to believe
you.”
“It is true, you are absolutely a sight for sore eyes, every time I see you, you look younger!”
“OK, now stop it and make yourself comfortable.”
“I have these bottles for you, to accompany the excellent food I can already smell. I brought the
same apero as I did when dining at Nancy’s, alcohol-free to safeguard baby Emelia and her source
of nourishment. It might need to chill a little more. I also brought white alcohol-free wine for
Nancy and one of my favorite red Burgundies for yourself and me, which I hope you will like.”
“Excellent, I have something as an appetizer that will go very well with the white and something
as a main course that will definitely go well with a stronger red wine. Please make yourself
comfortable while I put the last touches to the food and I can join you; till then Nancy will keep
you entertained.”
Nancy had put Emelia in her playpen which obviously made her happy as she immediately started
to crawl around and play with her toys.
“So how are you doing?”
“Not too bad thanks. I have, after a lot of nagging from my mom, joined her real estate company
and I must admit I am doing much better than before; now I could even afford one of your nice
photobooks.”
“No need Nancy, I did promise you a photobook and here it finally is, I managed to finish it last
week and I received it back from the printers yesterday, just in time. I do hope you like it.”
Nancy eagerly grabbed the book and started perusing it, I heard her make some happy noises, so
I guessed it was to her liking.
“It’s wonderful, hey mom, look what Lew brought me, the photobook he promised, it’s absolutely
great, more than I could ever expect.”
Grace had come back in from the kitchen with the aperitif and joined Nancy to look at the
photobook. While they were busy doing that, I had ample time to look Grace over, she looked as
good, if not better than the last time I saw her. All of a sudden it dawned on me that she was no
longer blonde but had reverted to her natural red color.
“Hey what have you done to your hair? It looks spectacular!”
“Yeah that’s thanks to you; you got me thinking, why do I need to be blonde, when in fact, my
natural color is far better for me.”
“You are absolutely right, you look ravishing. I must confess I didn’t notice immediately when I
came in but now that I have, I like it, I like it a lot; I can’t wait to get you back in front of my
camera.”
“We’ll see about that,” Grace said with a chuckle. Let’s have dinner! Please take a seat at the
table.”
The food Grace served was worthy of what they serve at the Deerhunter so I enjoyed it to the
full, and Grace agreed that the wine I had brought accompanied it to perfection. By the time we
had finished the main course, Nancy had given Emelia her last feed before she was put to bed
after a short bath. While that was happening I had secretly popped my blue pill in the hope that I
was going to enjoy the triple dessert the ladies had sort of promised me.
“I will serve the coffee in the salon so please make yourself comfortable on the settee,” said Grace
while she brought a tray with cups and the coffee.
I was wondering, “no dessert at the table, will it really happen?”
Grace and Nancy took a seat on each side of me.
“Can we interest you in a little dessert Lew?”
“Uh yes, I guess, what did you have in mind Grace?”
“How about a small show?” Grace said while getting up and moving a few feet away from the
settee. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, music started to play, what am I saying, it was clearly
striptease music that was playing. Grace started to move her body to the music, holding out her
hand to Nancy who also rose and joined her mother. Both now stood in front of me, looking
seductive, and slowly, oh so slowly, started to move their hands over each other’s bodies, while
slowly undressing each other.
Nancy moved in front of her mother, facing away from me. Grace brought the zipper of her
daughter’s dress down, completely baring Nancy’s back. There was no bra in sight, and my
heartbeat increased, pumping more blood around, and in a certain place upwards. Grace then slid
the spaghetti straps of the dress over Nancy’s shoulders, letting the dress drop to the floor, and
leaving her completely naked in front of me.
They then quickly traded places so that Nancy was facing me but completely hidden by Grace’s
her back turned to me. Nancy then unzipped her mother’s dress, and slid the spaghetti straps of
the dress over her shoulders, letting it also drop to the floor, leaving Grace also completely naked.
They danced slowly to the music, rubbing their boobs and pussies against each other, but,
enjoyable though their back views were, this position meant that, unfortunately, I could only see
their enticing backsides and just a glimpse of the side of their gorgeous bodies.
They gave me ample time to admire their enticing nude backs and tushy before Grace turned,
facing me, but both of them had covered their boobs with their hands, keeping up the suspense a
bit longer. Stretching out their arms towards me they beckoned me to get up and join them,
which I did, not really grasping it was really happening. When I got close enough, Grace started
to undo the buttons of my shirt and Nancy dropped to her knees to undo the belt of my slacks,
pull the zipper down, and in one go remove them, together with my boxers, leaving me in the
same state of undress as they were themselves.
Nancy gave my pecker, which was already standing to attention, saluting the two lovely ladies, a
quick kiss and sucked the bulbous head into her hot mouth. Keeping the show going, Grace
whispered in my ear, “Will you join us in the jacuzzi sir?”
How could I refuse such an enticing invitation? Grace took my hand while Nancy held on to my
cock leading me outside on the deck towards the hot tub which was already bubbling away. I slid
into the nice hot water and they joined me, one on each side, I spread my arms out so I could put
one around each of them, letting my right hand rest on Grace’s right boob and my left hand on
Nancy’s left boob.
Grace bent towards me, and kissed me full on the mouth starting a tongue waltz with me, while
Nancy’s hand moved towards my jewels again and started to fondle them making me harder and
harder. The blue pill, combined with the lessons I had had from Alicia when I was in my teens,
were now helping me to keep my pecker up without immediately cumming. Totally surprising me,
Nancy dove under the water to take my cock into her mouth and started sucking on it as if her life
depended on it.
Well, I guess it did, as she obviously had to come up for air sometime, which, to my total surprise,
she only did after about two and a half minutes, which to my mind lasted almost a lifetime. She
didn’t gasp for air or anything.
“How can you hold out that long underwater?” I asked.
“Training, and my hobby of freediving, holding my breath. In normal, colder water I can go for up
to five minutes without coming up for air, but in this hot water it is a bit too difficult.”
“Wow, I am really impressed!”
After this surprise act, I wanted desperately to give the ladies a good time.
“Dear ladies, I have a problem, I only have one dick and I only have one mouth and there are two
delightful pussies to be satisfied, how in heaven’s name am I going to be able to accomplish
that?”
“No worries Grace said, we will assist you, let me take you to one of our sun loungers and I’ll
show you.”
Grace took my hand and guided me to a lounger.
“Just lie down on your back Lew.”
Nancy had followed her mother and as soon as I was in a horizontal position walked backward
over my head with her legs spread wide, facing away from my dick giving me, in the process, a
front-row view of her delectable shaved pussy with her huge milky boobs above it. Making sure
she was in the correct position she sat down, sliding her pussy over my mouth. I needed no
further explanation; immediately I attacked, licking and slurping her snatch, repaying her for the
underwater blowjob she had just given me. All of a sudden I felt a hand grabbing my hard cock
and holding it upright.
I heard Grace’s voice, a bit muffled by Nancy’s thighs, saying: “This is how we think you can
satisfy us both at the same time, sir.”
I felt something like a warm, wet, soft, and silky glove slide over my cock all the way to my
pubes. With my mouth working on Nancy’s pussy all I could do was moan, sending vibrations into
her core, and resulting in her also starting to moan above me. Grace clearly had my cock buried in
her snatch and from the angle, I guessed she was facing her daughter’s backside. It felt
absolutely fantastic, the only downside was that I couldn’t see anything but Nancy’s stomach and
boobs.
I could feel mother and daughter moving above me and when I looked up, I saw Grace’s hands
starting to play with Nancy’s tits. That view alone made my dick even harder than it already was.
High time to concentrate on keeping that orgasm as far away as possible, I definitely needed to
keep going for a long time to keep up with these two vixens.
Devoid of some of my senses, I had to go on with what I could feel with my own body. With one
hand I could feel Nancy’s stomach taut and going in and out indicating an oncoming orgasm, with
my other, I could feel similar movement on Grace’s abdomen, while my dick also felt Grace’s
pussy muscles making small contractions while going up and down and gyrating on my cock.
To help bring them to their climax, I started to massage Nancy’s clit with my thumb, while trying
to reach Grace’s love bean with my other hand to give it the same treatment. Believe me, this is
mighty difficult if you can’t really see what you are doing. From the noises, both girls were making
I could only guess I was doing the right thing. I heard both of them moaning and whimpering
louder and louder as if they were competing in who could make the most noise. I hoped for them
that the neighbors were not at home, too far away, or stone-deaf.
All of a sudden Nancy started to buck while pushing her pussy harder and harder into my face,
flooding me with her lovely tasting juices while at the same time I felt Grace stop all movement
with her pussy but really contracting on my dick. The combined noise they were making would
have exceeded the permitted decibels at a music festival.
I couldn’t hold it together anymore either, not helped by being restricted in my breathing by
Nancy’s hot pussy. I came, I came hard, squirting so much cum into Grace’s love tunnel mingling
with her love juice and building up the pressure so much in her grotto that I felt it flow out over
my abdomen. I pushed Nancy up with both my hands on her ass, coming up for air; lucky for me
she caught on fairly quickly and moved off my face, allowing me to breathe normally.
After a little while, Grace said, “That is how you pleasure two girls at the same time!”
She got up too, my cock plopping out of its warm nest.
“Hey, I see that you are all ready for an encore?”
Thanks to the blue wonder pill my cock was still fairly hard and was immediately gobbled up by
Grace, who started to suck it back to its full height. That done she chased me off the lounger,
instructing Nancy to take my place but on all fours, which she did, sticking her butt high in the air
as an open invitation to invade her love channel, this time doggy style, an invitation I couldn’t,
and didn’t want to, refuse. Once inside Nancy, Grace got up on the lounger, facing me while
straddling her daughter and maneuvering her full red bush pussy right in front of my mouth. She
put her hand on my shoulders to steady herself; again I didn’t need any further instructions and
although her pussy was filled with my own cum, I immediately attacked the red forest and its
most enticing valley with my mouth and tongue.
“Oh God, I do love to eat that red-haired pussy of yours!”
All I got in response was: “Mmmmh Aaah, yes, yes there, lick there, bite my clit!”
All the while I was pumping in and out of Nancy’s cunt, my hands were mauling her tits and
pulling on her nipples. When I felt her squeezing my dick with her pussy muscles, suggesting she
was again building up towards her next orgasm, I moved one hand to her pussy to frig her clit
making sure she would reach that peak as quickly as possible. I had to bring both of the girls to
their peak quickly, as my neck, which was in an awkward rather painful angle, was starting to hurt
like hell and so was my tongue after the hard work in Nancy’s pussy before. My back was
protesting too, so I increased the speed of my fucking, at the same time sucking hard and long on
Grace’s clit. Judging by their body movements and the noises they were making, it seemed they
were close.
“Yes, yes, deeper Lew, deeper, fuuuuuck me, make me cum, yeees…I’mmmmmm
cuuuuuuuuuuming!” I heard from beneath me, while in front of me I heard similar noises from
Grace: “Go, go, lick me, make me come, eat my clit oooooooh yeeees, I’mmmmm
cuuuuuuuuming, I’mmmmmm cuuuuuuuumiiiiing!”
I felt my cock being squeezed hard by Nancy’s pussy muscles milking me for all I was worth, while
a hot tsunami of Grace’s tasty girl juice combined with my own cum inundated my face. I
responded by flooding Nancy’s pussy with what felt like loads and loads of cum. After that the
whole tower collapsed, Nancy fell down on the lounger, me on top of her and Grace came forward
onto my back. We recovered fairly quickly, enough to allow all of us to sit next to each other,
though we were still panting and breathing hard as we came down from our earth-shattering
orgasms.
“Wow Grace, Nancy that was…”
”Awesome!” Grace completed.
“That’s the understatement of the year!”
“That was what the French would describe as ‘du jamais vue’! Something never seen or
experienced before.”
“Let’s clean up under the shower and then I can serve the proper dessert,” Grace said all matter-
of-factly, which due to the way she said it, resulted in a burst of laughter from Nancy and myself.
“What? What’s wrong, I do have Lew’s favorite dessert and I think he deserves it after that
performance!”
“Yeah mom, but the way you said it, it sounded hilarious!”
“You see Lew, these youngsters have no respect for their parents anymore: they think we’re
hilarious,” Grace said with a chuckle and a wink my way.
With a grin and a wink from my side, I responded, “Now you know why I never wanted kids
Grace!”
We adjourned to the bathroom and jumped into Grace’s gigantic walk-in shower, where we
proceeded to wash or should I say grope each other until we were clean and smelling nice again.
Grace provided me with a nice fluffy bathrobe like theirs, in which we returned to the living room
where Grace served a top-notch ‘Dame Blanche’.
“I am impressed Grace that you picked up on my favorite dessert during our conversations.”
“You said it yourself Lew, a man’s love goes through his stomach!”
After finishing this dessert fit for the gods, followed by coffee and a brandy, I took my leave, with
the promise that we would do this again soon.
 Chapter 12
Astrid’s and Tanja’s BDSM club

In the middle of the week after my dinner with Grace and Nancy, I got a text from Astrid asking
me to attend a meeting with the president of her secret ‘club’ to discuss the use of my cellar for
their meetings. I suggested the following Sunday afternoon as I had no intention to meet with
these two in the evening; I first needed to see who this ‘president’ was. I knew from Astrid’s
remarks that it was a woman, but even then you never know, better safe than sorry. I got a quick
reply informing me that they would come Sunday at 3 pm.
The week was slightly busier than usual, with the town festival going on, and me taking lots of
pictures of all the activities for the local newspaper and for the commune’s newsletter and
records. It was a good thing I sometimes had these shindigs to generate a steady income.
Sunday morning when I got up I must admit I was a bit nervous, this would be a big step for me
if we came to an agreement. The basement would be fully and permanently occupied. The good
thing was that it would generate another steady income from rent and maybe if I played my cards
right, I could become their permanent observer and photographer. Who knows, perhaps I could
even participate in some of their games.
I treated myself to a full English breakfast, which was possible as I had found a supermarket that
stocked Heinz Baked Beans, a rare commodity on the Continent. I used to buy them during my
business trips to the UK, together with tea and different types of cake I love; unfortunately, that’s
all in the past now as I don’t travel that much anymore. After lunch, I took a nap to make sure I
was well rested to receive Astrid and whomever her club’s president turned out to be. On the dot
of three, the bell rang, and I went quickly downstairs to meet the ladies.
“Good afternoon ladies, welcome!”
“This is Mistress Tanja,” Astrid said, introducing me to the woman accompanying her.
Deliberately avoiding the title ‘Mistress’, I extended my hand and said, “Hello Tanja, I’m Lew,
welcome.”
“Nice to meet you, Lew,” she replied, giving me a firm handshake.
It was clear that this was a woman ‘not to be toyed with’, she oozed dominance, even her figure
accentuated that, I guessed she was around my height which is 1,83 m (6 feet) but with the 12
cm (5 inch) heels she was wearing, she towered over me. She was clad in a nice silk, cream-
colored, blouse over skin-tight black jeans, I couldn’t detect any sign of panties under the jeans,
so I was wondering if she came commando and if I was going to find out sometime during their
visit.
“Please follow me through the studio so we can get to the basement.” I opened the door to the
photoshop and led them through the studio to the dressing room area. While walking through,
Tanja said, “This is a very nice studio Lew, far bigger than I expected.”
“I hope you will be even more impressed by the area I would like to present to you - if you care to
come this way.”
Opening the door, in the corner, giving access to the circular metal staircase going down, I went
first to switch on the lights so that they could descend safely. I awaited them at the bottom of the
stairs, Tanja arriving first. I could clearly see on her face that she was, again, appropriately
impressed.
“Is this area as big as your upstairs studio?”
“Yes it’s the same surface 10 m x 25 m or 250 m2 (2690 square feet) and 3 m (10 feet) high, but
as you can see, aside from some basic lighting, it’s still completely bare, ready to be turned into
whatever you want it to be.”
“Excellent, I must say this exceeds, by far, what I was expecting, Astrid told me it was a big space
but this big and this high, wow I am impressed, this would allow us to seriously expand our
activities.”
“As you see, it’s just raw concrete all around, you can leave it as it is or you can decorate it in any
fashion you like. Allow me to let my imagination run wild, it could be a medieval dungeon, an SS
interrogation facility, a police station with jail, or even closer to today’s fashion, Mister Grey’s ‘Fifty
Shades of Grey’ red playroom. It’s by nature soundproof, there is water, drainage and electricity,
with a separate line and meter, so lighting, or anything requiring electricity, bathrooms, dressing
rooms and heating can be installed just like I have it upstairs.”
“If you decide to take it, you have two possibilities, I can have the amenities, dressing room and
bathroom or rooms installed, that will of course reflect in the rent; or you can rent it as it is and
have everything installed yourself. There is another entrance at the back, big enough to move
anything smaller than 3 by 3 m (10x10 ft) inside. This could also act as a private entrance without
having to go through the photo studio which could prove to be inconvenient for everyone.
”Shall we adjourn to my apartment upstairs to talk figures maybe?”
“Sounds great, let’s do just that.”
I took the ladies back up and to my apartment.
“Please take a seat, can I get you ladies something to drink?”
After a few drinks we agreed that they would rent the place and that I would have the amenities I
had suggested installed, so they only had to take care of the decoration, which of course was
more their specialty as my knowledge of their kink was rather minimal. Tanja informed me that
she could help with the amenities that needed to be installed as they had at least one plumber
and one electrician in the club who would be more than willing to do the work for ‘a very friendly
price’, as she put it. The remaining part of the cost like the walls and doors, would be regarded as
my club entrance fee. It was furthermore agreed that I would be their club photographer,
provided I could also do video, which of course I could, although it was not my specialty, but hey
how different could it be to taking photos I asked myself. Besides I am a quick learner.
“I understand you had a taste of some of our games with Astrid?”
“Yes I did.”
“And did you like it?”
“As Astrid probably told you, I am a novice, so I just played it by ear with the help of Astrid of
course, but from her reactions, I thought she was satisfied with what I put her through, despite
the side remark that I’d have a lot to learn to become a Master.”
“Would you like to learn some more?”
“Absolutely!”
“Would you like to learn some more now?”
“Hey why not, no time better than the present, but who am I supposed to learn with?”
“Come on Lew, we have the perfect specimen to learn with right here, Astrid, stand up!”
“Yes Mistress,” Astrid replied while jumping up and assuming, what I guessed, was a sex slave
position, legs slightly spread, hands on her lower back, head up looking straight ahead.
“Good girl, now take off your clothes, fold them nicely, keep the heels on and come back!”
“Yes Mistress,” Astrid replied while she scrambled to get her blouse, skirt, bra and panties off,
while retaining her 4 inch heels. She folded the clothes neatly as instructed and put them on a
nearby chair after which, resumed her position.
“Well Lew what shall we have Astrid do? Suck you off maybe? Or is that something you get
regularly, which you don’t immediately see as kinky, or shall we give her a spanking maybe?
Mmmmhmmm Might be difficult as you have no whips or anything available I guess?”
“No I am afraid not, but the last time I simply used my hands to turn her nice butt beet red.”
“OK that could be an option, Astrid position yourself over Lew’s legs so he can get full access to
your bottom!”
At first seemingly a bit reluctant, Astrid nevertheless quickly placed herself over my legs with her
bottom up, and arms stretched forward.
“Now Lew let me see how you go about this.”
I gave one of Astrid’s enticing butt cheeks a whack which seriously resounded in the room; she
gave a small cry.
“Shut up slave, you are to remain silent, take it like a trooper! Again!”
I did the same to her other butt cheek, this time Astrid remained totally silent although I could
feel from her bodily reaction it hurt.
“Excellent, but not really convincing; let me demonstrate.”
I felt Astrid flinch at those words; I could imagine she knew what was coming. Tanja stood up and
lifting her arm high into the air brought her hand down on Astrid’s bum with a force that almost
kicked her off my legs, leaving a clear red handprint on her otherwise whitish bottom.
“That is how you spank a slave Lew! Now do it over, Tanja said with a stern voice.”
I lifted my arm, as Tanja had done and made it come down with all my force making a red
handprint on the other cheek. Both of her buttocks were now slowly turning pink.
“After this, you pet her bottom to make her feel better, at the same time making sure there is no
permanent injury.”
I did just that, making some sort of massaging movement over her pink and clearly sore bottom.
“Stand up slave!”
Astrid quickly moved back upright again assuming the position she had been in before.
“Now let’s concentrate on one of her features you men are all so crazy about, her tits, you see
how her nipples are already standing at attention?”
“Yes, I see.”
“Inspection!” Tanja shouted, after which I saw Astrid take up another position, her legs still
slightly apart but with her hands, fingers interlaced behind her head, elbows pointing outward.
“You have now full access to the slave’s tits, start tickling down the inside of her arms and the
side of her tits.”
“I know this part, as I use this technique myself when having sex with a woman, so moving down
the inside of her upper arms, moving over her armpits I then tickle circles around her boobs,
coming closer and closer to her nipps, but without actually touching them right?”
“Yes, I see there are at least some things you seem to know about handling a woman’s tits.”
With my nails I tickled Astrid’s arms getting closer and closer to her ample bosom which I
attacked next making her shiver as I approached closer and closer to her nipples.
“Pinch them!”
I took the now really erect nipples between my thumb and index finger and pinched them.
“Not like a sissy, pinch them hard and twist them, I want to see the effect of it on her face!”
I pinched hard and gave her nipples a 180° twist resulting in a small yelp from her lips.
“Be quiet slave! And keep your hands on the back of your head and those elbows nicely spread!”
Tanja barked.
By doing that, Astrid’s boobs pushed even further forward, allowing me to really start playing with
them.
“Do you have any clothes pins in your house?”
“I guess I do somewhere.”
“Go get them and bring some thin rope as well if you have it. Remember I am improvising here.
In the club, we have proper nipple clamps we can use.”
I knew I had some new wooden clothespins in a drawer in the kitchen and got them, together
with some thin rope as well.
“First attach some rope to the clothespin, let me show you how.”
Tanja showed me how to put a bit of rope through the metal spring of the clothespin and let a
serious portion hang below it. I did the same with the other.
“Now clip a clothespin on each nipple.”
“Good, do you have something not too heavy or too big?”
I was thinking hard about what I could come up with, God this was almost like taking an exam.
Then I remembered I had some weights from antique scales, only used for decoration these days,
in the kitchen and fetched them.
“Oh, this is better than I thought,” Tanja said, “We can start slow and increase the weight as we
go along.”
“Now attach one of the smallest weights to the rope of the clothespin on the left one and let it
hang down.”
As I let the weight hang, I watched Astrid’s nipple as it stretched and elongated; from the reaction
on her face, I could see it was painful.
“OK, now do the right one!”
As all the weights were different the second one was of course a bit heavier, pulling harder on
Astrid’s nipple when I attached it.
“What is great fun Lew, is when you now give the weights a nudge so they swing a bit.”
“OK I’ll try it,” I replied while giving the first one a light tap and making it swing.
“Excellent let’s add to this, put more weights on each.”
I selected the next two smallest weights and put the heaviest one together with the lightest on
the left nipple and the lightest with the right one keeping a proper balance between the two, this
resulted in some heavy moaning on the side of Astrid. Her nipples were now seriously extended.
Tanja gave each of the paired weights a push so they swung, seriously increasing the pain in
Astrid’s nipples, and resulting in a subdued yelp on her side.
“Let’s find something else to please our little pain slut,” Tanja said. “Do you have a hairbrush?”
“Uh yes.”
“Fetch it!”
I almost started to feel like a slave myself, searching and fetching stuff for Tanja, but hey I had to
learn if I wanted to be any good at this, and I really did want to play some more with Astrid in the
future.
“Here you are,” I said, as I handed her a nice big hairbrush.
“Excellent, let’s work on Astrid’s delicious ass again for a while!”
Astrid groaned.
“Astrid, you will count every time I hit you and you will thank me for it!”
Tanja took the brush from me and took up a position beside Astrid, lifting her arm with the brush,
then making it come down hard on Astrid’s right butt cheek, increasing the pink color it still had
from the previous manhandling.
“One, thank you, Mistress!”
The left one was not forgotten and got the same treatment.
Tanja kept going for a while, until Astrid finally said, “Ten, thank you, Mistress!”
“OK, let’s think a bit about our own pleasure Lew,” Tanja said.
“What do you have in mind Tanja?” I asked, already imagining seeing Tanja also in the nude.
“Take your pants down!”
“Hang on a minute, what’s the idea here?”
“Just do it, man, you’ll enjoy it, believe me!”
Again I felt a bit like one of Tanja’s subs, but thought, “if she thinks I will enjoy it maybe I better
do as she says”.
“Slave, on your knees, and start sucking Master Lew’s cock!”
Astrid fell to her knees, hands on her lower back, and crawled quickly towards me with her mouth
already wide open. Once there, she gulped up my cock all the way in one go, closed her lips
around it, and started sucking and bobbing her head.
“Excellent my lovely cum slut, pleasure him but remember, you are not allowed to make him cum
and enjoy swallowing his cum yet, first you have to earn your reward.”
“Lew make sure that you stop her in time as she is not yet allowed to enjoy the delicious taste of
your cum.”
“OK Mistress, ooops! I mean Tanja.”
That made her chuckle. After five minutes of skillful and intense sucking and licking of my cock, I
felt an orgasm building; I informed Tanja what was likely to happen in the next sixty seconds if
Astrid kept this up.
“Good of you to inform me. Stop sucking your Master, slave, I have something else for you to
apply your oral skills to!”
“Was I going to see Tanja’s svelte body in the nude after all?”
“Hooray, I was.” Tanja started to undo the buttons of her skintight jeans, slipping them down
her legs. She wasn’t wearing anything under them, so she did come commando, and her nicely
shaved pussy was therefore immediately on display.
“Come here slave and lick me; contrary to sucking your Master, this time you’d better make your
Mistress cum!”
Tanja was standing with her shaved pussy pushed forward, exposing just a little of her inner labia.
She looked at me and beckoned me with her finger.
“If you wish, you may remove my blouse and bra and play with my tits to increase my pleasure,
and if you’re into that kind of thing, maybe yours as well?”
“Who’s not into that, I wondered?”
Finally, I was going to get a good look at this Tanja and even be allowed to play with her tits, this
was getting better by the minute. I moved behind Tanja and started from there to undo the
buttons of her silk blouse. I took my time, as I wanted this to last as long as I could. I folded the
blouse carefully and placed it on a chair nearby and took my position behind her again, this
allowed me to see what I needed to do to unhook her bra, one of the most difficult things for a
man to do, which I now magically accomplished in two seconds flat.
Once unclasped I carefully slipped the straps down her shoulders and removed the garment
carefully. She had nice pointy tits, a C-cup I saw on the label of her bra. The undergarment joined
her blouse on the chair and I took my position behind her again, moving my hands over her
midriff, slowly creeping up to the underside of her boobs all the while tickling a bit, which enticed
a moan from her lips. Then grabbing the underside of her tits in the palm of my hands I lightly
pinched the nipples between my thumb and index finger.
“Ooooh yes Lew keep doing that, but harder please, much harder, if you really want to pleasure
me, and you slave suck on my clit, make it bigger, make me cum!”
Tanja moved her hands up and backward behind my head pulling it down, giving me full and far
better access to her tits and in the process allowing me to kiss and lick her shoulders and neck.
“I know you are not a sub Lew, but would you please do what I ask you now? You won’t regret it
I promise.”
“OK, Tanja I’ll take your word for it!”
“Lie down on the floor.”
With reluctance I let go of her enticing boobs and let myself slide to the floor, stretching out.
“Stop licking me, slave!” Tanja barked at Astrid.
Tanja moved until she was standing over me with her legs spread with a foot on each side of my
pelvis, giving me an excellent view of her delectable pussy, glistening from Astrid’s licking and
sucking it, positioning herself right over my cock facing me.
“Slave hold your master’s dick upright, for me to start riding it!”
When Astrid did as commanded, Tanja lowered herself onto me like she would on a Sybian and
started riding me like a cowgirl, her tits bouncing all over the place.
“Slave, take the two heaviest weights left over, hold one in each hand, spread your arms wide and
hold them there while you squat over Lew’s mouth. Face away from me and hold that position
without touching Lew with your pussy!”
That was not easy. Astrid needed to keep her balance, and although the weights were not that
heavy, after a while they started to tax her arm muscles just the same as her leg muscles
squatting over me.
“Lew, if you want and care for it, you can pleasure the slave with your mouth, but only if she asks
nicely, otherwise she can stay there like she is until I cum on your pleasure stick! Slave the choice
is yours to ask Master Lew nicely to pleasure you with his mouth and tongue or not, but
remember you can only cum if I or Master Lew allow you to!”
“Master Lew, would you please like to lick my pussy?” I heard Astrid ask.
I didn’t think a verbal reply was required, so I grabbed Astrid’s butt and pulled her down towards
my mouth, and started pleasuring her already moist pussy with my mouth and tongue, reducing
part of the tension on her leg muscles in the process. Tanja was absolutely right, so far I didn’t
regret following any of her orders one bit. She kept on riding my dick in a way that pushed me to
use all my skills not to cum immediately, especially as I was now also feasting on Astrid’s
delightful pussy, tasting her tangy and sweet juices I had had the pleasure of tasting before.
After about ten to fifteen minutes - God one loses track of time when you’re having fun - I felt
Tanja’s pussy muscles really clamping down on my dick, indicating that she was also on the brink
of her orgasm. She went over the cliff into total bliss, crying out loud: “Yes, Yees aaaaaaaaaah
aaaaaaaaaah Immmmmmcuuuuuummmming!”.
After hearing her cum I couldn’t hold out much longer either and mumbled “I’m cumming toooo,
I’m cumming toooo!”
“Hold on Lew, I want it in my mouth, I want to taste your cum, I want to swallow it!”
She changed positions in a flash, just in time to wrap her lips around the head of my cock to get
the first rope of cum squirting out, it was followed by another three or four which she clearly
enjoyed sucking out and swallowing. She continued for a little while sucking on my dick to get
absolutely everything I had to give her. In the meantime, I was still feasting on Astrid’s lovely lips
and clit and she was clearly in distress and also on the brink of cumming.
“Please Mistress Tanja can I cum?” she whispered, already in the early throes of orgasm.
“What should I do Lew? Shall I let her cum, did she earn it?”
All I could respond was:”mmmmhhmmmhmmmmmm!” while I continued eating Astrid out.
“OK, I’ll take that as a yes then,” Tanja replied.
“You may cum slave! But you will need to clean up your master afterward!”
Astrid went rigid her body shaking all over, flooding me with buckets of girl cum all over my face,
almost drowning me in her godly-tasting juices which I greedily gobbled up. When both girls had
come down from their orgasmic states, Tanja barked again at Astrid, “Clean your Master’s face,
lick it clean, remove all of your nasty pussy juices!”
Astrid started doing that without question. As I didn’t have a dog, it was a first for me to be licked
all over the face, but thoroughly enjoyable I must say. When she had finished Tanja suggested
removing the clothespins.
“When you remove nipple clamps, or in this case the clothespins, you give the nipples a very light
squeeze, potentially a kiss, or just suck on them lightly to alleviate the pain caused by the
bloodstream being restored.”
As I removed each pin, Astrid winced, suppressing a squeal, but then, as I drew her tortured nub
into my mouth, Astrid rewarded me with a sigh of pleasure.
“Get dressed slave!” Tanja shouted at Astrid.
Again Astrid was quick, never in my life have I seen a woman get dressed that quickly. Tanja all
of a sudden became all business-like again asking me: “When do you think I can send the
plumber and electrician over to discuss what needs to be done?”
“Let them give me a call sometime in the next week shall we, and we’ll take it from there?”
“Excellent, I am really looking forward to our working together. When you get the quotes from the
guys and the timing, please inform me, so I can start planning the opening of our new clubhouse.
I hope to arrange something really special for that event.”
“OK Tanja, nice doing business with you and if you feel like giving me a new lesson please don’t
hesitate to call me.”
“Beware, I may yet surprise you.”
I escorted both ladies outside where we said our goodbyes with some ‘air kisses’. It was good I
was not aware yet of what would happen the following week.
 Chapter 13
Bethany in distress

On Thursday evening around nine o’clock, I was watching an episode of ‘Naked Attraction’, a
British, funny, and entertaining, dating show, whereby the participants go starkers. When the
participant that wants a date is a man, he is shown six naked female candidates in colored pods, if
it’s a woman she gets six men when the candidate is bi, he or she gets 3 of each gender to
choose from. Then, piece by piece, the bodies of the candidates in the pods are unveiled by a
rising curtain, first showing the legs and pubes, then up, just over the boobs or chest, and finally
the faces. After each unveiling, the participant has to send one of the candidates home until in the
end there are only two left. The participant then has to get naked as well, giving the final two
candidates the same privilege; that’s when the final choice for a date needs to be made. I have
never in my life seen so many tattoos and piercings as in that show, but I must say there were
also some very beautiful women as participants as well as candidates.
But coming back to that night, all of a sudden the doorbell rang, several times. Startled, I jumped
up to see who it was. I wasn’t expecting anybody that night, so looking at the video phone, I was
surprised to see Bethany, and from the look of her, she was seriously distressed. I buzzed her in
and rushed down the stairs to see what was wrong. She looked a fright. Tears were streaming
down her cheeks, her mascara was all over her face, her clothes partly torn, her shoes mud-caked
and she was shaking like a leaf.
“Oh my God Bethany, what’s happened, to you?”
Not a word came out of her, she was crying and heaving and kept on shaking. I put my arm
around her shoulders and escorted her up the stairs, installing her on the sofa. She couldn’t stop
crying, so I let her carry on for a while. After ten minutes she seemed to calm down slightly, and
the heaving ceased, although she kept on whimpering. Finally, she looked at me with a half-black,
mascara face.
“Oh my God I must look a fright!” was the first thing that came out.
That was already slightly reassuring as she still seemed to care what she looked like.
“What happened to you Bethany, why are you in such a state?”
“Oh I’m sorry I came to you, but I had no idea where else I could go.”
“I’m pleased you came to me – no need to apologize, but please tell me what’s happened to you,
why are you crying, have you been attacked?”
“No, well yes, I have been sort of attacked; I had a horrible experience and you’re the only person
I could think of who could help and listen to me and not laugh at what happened.”
“Dear oh dear, when you ring my bell looking all disheveled like this I’d definitely not laugh, on
the contrary, I’d be very concerned. Please take your time and tell me what brought this on.”
Again total silence, it was clear she was battling internally with herself to decide if she’d made the
right choice to ring my bell. Should she leave or should she confide in me? The latter finally took
the upper hand and she burst into her story.
“After our encounter the other day, I decided that I was indeed far too young to sit behind the
geraniums and wither away. You rekindled my fire to enjoy life again, so I decided to subscribe to
one of those dating sites and see what adventures life still had in store for me.”
“Excellent, I like it so far, but please continue.”
“Well I swiped left and I swiped right and I ended up with what looked like a good-looking man,
who didn’t live too far away from here. He seemed a decent chap with a good job. As I wanted to
take it slow and not immediately go on a date we started to correspond, he told me about his life
and I told him about mine and we seemingly had a lot in common. He liked going out to dinner
and the theatre; he preferred comedies, just like I do and we had a similar taste in music, we
even watched the same shows on television.”
Bethany seemed to be getting better, but she was still heaving a bit, so I asked: “Can I get you
something to drink Bethany? Some water, or would you prefer a glass of wine, a cup of tea, or
something stronger?”
“A cup of tea would be very nice thank you,” she replied.
“OK let me put the kettle on, why don’t you join me in the kitchen, so you can continue your
story.”
We adjourned to the kitchen where I got busy making tea for both of us.
“That all seems nice and pleasant, so how do we go from there to the tears and you clearly being
so upset today?”
“After a few weeks of rather intense correspondence, we decided to have a first date, this
evening. He was going to pick me up and we would go to dinner. So at eight this evening he
picked me up at home with his car and off we went. I had no idea where he was taking me as he
had been rather secretive about it in his emails, but it was supposed to be a top-notch place.”
“Well, there are plenty of nice restaurants in the neighborhood so that makes sense.”
“But once we were in his car he started to act weird, almost immediately he put his hand on my
leg and said that I would definitely like what he had in mind for me. I should have already seen
that something was wrong with such behavior, but you know I am gullible when it comes to
people, especially men, you being the exception Lew, I trust you completely and you haven’t
failed me.”
“Thank you Bethany I’m flattered.”
“No really, you are, but this guy absolutely was not. So after a bit, I got suspicious about where
he was taking me and what he had in mind, I didn’t have to wait very long to find out. After a few
miles, he turned into a lane in the woods, stopped the car, and crawled all over me, tearing at my
clothes, trying to restrain me, grabbing my boobs, and tugging at my panties, while he was saying
that I wanted it, that I had begged him to fuck me, it was written all over my face.”
“Wow Bethany, that is serious; but how did you end up on my doorstep then?”
“I may be gullible Lew but I’m not a wimp, I started seriously defending myself. I scratched him
and bit him and punched him in the face, pulling his hair, and the first chance I got I punched him
hard in his jewels which made him stop attacking me. That’s when I took my chance to open the
car door and flee.”
“Good on you Bethany, but how did you know where you were and how to get away from him?”
“I had sort of followed in which direction he’d been driving, so I had a fairly good idea where I
was and how I could get back home, avoiding the road, going through the woods and meadows.
You can imagine my body was overflowing with adrenalin, but as I got closer to home it started to
hit me with what had happened, and then I lost it and broke down. By the time I got back to the
village, the first really familiar thing I saw was your photoshop so that is how I ended up on your
doorstep.”
“How could you imagine that I would laugh after hearing of such an ordeal; you should press
charges against this man!”
“No, I was the gullible one here I should have read the signs in his emails, most of the time they
were sexually oriented and there was even some violence. I am such a stupid cow!”
Bethany started crying again, and if there is one thing I can’t have is a woman crying, especially if
it is a woman I know and like, so I took her in my arms to hug and comfort her.
“Now, now, a bit naïve maybe, but definitely not a stupid cow!”
Still shivering and crying, Bethany clung to me like she was drowning, I started stroking her head
and shoulders hoping to calm her down.
“Oh Lew, if I didn’t have you I would have been totally lost this evening, would you mind making
gentle love to me as only you can?”
“Uh, are you sure that you want to do this after the ordeal you’ve had to go through?”
“Yes, some TLC is exactly what I need now…, please?” Bethany replied, looking with puppy eyes
deep into mine.
“God girl you are irresistible, even with your half-black face, how can I say no to you, even if I
wanted to?” I said as my mouth moved towards hers.
She pulled away, “God yes, I must look horrible.”
“Why don’t you freshen up it in the bathroom dear?”
When she came back, she had put her face back on and really looked alluring, if we would have
participated in the TV show I had been watching I would definitely have ended up with her.
So I took her gain tenderly in my arms and continued where we left off, with me coming close to
her and kissing her tenderly.
Bethany responded by slipping her tongue hesitantly into my mouth, furtively making circles
around mine, sparking a small fire, and resulting in me starting to caress her back and arms,
drawing a hesitant moan from her lips. Her arms went around me as if she was holding on for
dear life, while I ventured very carefully to move my caresses in the direction of her boobs. I got
no adverse reaction, so I began to caress them over her clothing, resulting in a contented sigh. I
felt around her torn clothing and began to undo the buttons of her blouse, she helped by undoing
the buttons at the bottom of the sleeves so that I could slide it off her shoulders.
Luckily her skin had come unblemished out of the fight in the car; she still looked terribly enticing.
Next, I unclasped her bra and removed it, unveiling her wonderful full boobs, and giving me full
access to them.
“Oh, yes kiss my breasts, suck on my nipples, and make them hard. I need your warm loving lips
on them to take away the horrible experience of that man.”
As I was already busy sucking on her growing nipples taking them into my mouth together with a
big portion of her boobs in the process, I couldn’t respond much, aside from:
“Mmmmhuuuummmm!” While doing that, my hands moved to the back of her skirt, trying to find
the zipper, and pull it down. Bethany lifted her bum so I could slide her skirt from under her,
removing it completely, leaving her in just panties and heels. I pushed her down on the sofa and
slid my mouth south towards her playground, planting little careful kisses on her abdomen, giving
her navel a lick in passing. When I arrived at the elastic of her panties, I grabbed them on both
sides, sliding them over her hips and opening the way towards paradise, not this time, by the
dashboard light but with the full light in my living room so I could enjoy this enticing sight to the
full.
“Oh yes, please lick me, eat me, make me feel good like only you know how!”
I attacked her pussy carefully, as I didn’t want her to think about her bad experience but just to
enjoy loving sex as I learned at a young age. Sliding my tongue over the outside of her right outer
lip towards her thighs, I gave it my fullest attention by licking accompanied with ever such light
bites on the soft skin, making a turn at her knees, then moving up again and repeating my
ministrations on the inside of her other thigh going all the way up to her box and giving the left
outer lip of her pussy the same treatment.
“Yes, lick my clit, lick my clit.” I heard her murmur as if she was talking to herself.
No more instructions were needed, and I immediately slid my tongue over her love bean, licking it
out from under its protective hood. Once out, I switched to some serious sucking, increasing the
blood flow and making it grow to its full potential.
“Ooooooh aaaaaaah, Oh God, yes, make me cum, make me yours!” she screamed, she had clearly
already forgotten about her bad experience from barely an hour ago.
I increased my efforts, mauling her boobs and pinching her nipples with both my hands while I
licked up and down her hot wet pussy with the flat of my tongue and placing quick tender bites on
her clitty when at the top. Her juices now seriously flowing, and I was fully enjoying her sweet
tangy taste. Her increasing fluids helped me to slide one finger into her love canal, moving about
inside, stimulating her more and more, and bringing her closer to an orgasm. When I introduced a
second and third finger, I felt her pussy muscles squeezing them almost to a pulp, all this
accompanied by loud cries and moans indicating that she was now on the verge of her orgasm.
Then all of a sudden I heard a cry, like from a wounded animal: “Iiiieeeh , Aaaaah, I’m
Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuming, I’m cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuming, Aaaaaaaaah, Yes, Yes, Yes!”
Bethany went all rigid and started shivering while the dam in her pussy broke and flooded my
hand with what felt like liters and liters of girl cum, squirting all over the place. She kept shivering
and shaking like that for at least thirty to forty seconds, before slowly coming down from her high
and then totally relaxing, going completely soft on the sofa, her breathing returning slowly back to
normal.
“Feeling a bit better Bethany?” I asked.
“Oh, yes” she whispered, “I’m OK now.”
I took her again in my arms and gave her a tender hug and felt her totally relax. After a while,
she looked at me and said, “Strange, but every time I am with you, I end up totally naked and
you get to keep your clothes on, or at least a big portion of the time.”
“Must be my modesty Bethany,” I said with a chuckle,“ I am rather shy, you know, especially in
the presence of a beautiful woman like yourself.”
“I won’t have any of that! Stand up!” she said and started to undress me, at which I became very
helpful. When she finally removed my boxers my hard cock jumped out right in front of her face,
Bethany took it in her hand and started a most arousing up-and-down movement with her hand,
bending over slowly and bringing her enticing mouth closer and closer until she could plant a
sweet little kiss on the bulbous head. After that, she gobbled my cock completely up. It made me
feel good, not only the feeling my love sword was experiencing but also the thought that she had
gotten over the bad experience she had had earlier that evening. It was clear from the contented
noises she was making that she was a happy camper again.
After a while of her arousing sucking skills I had to stop her, or else I would have filled her mouth
with my hot cum, which I didn’t want to do. I wanted to flood her pussy with my sticky fluid and
make her cum again, maybe even cum together with her.
“Bethany, how would you feel about welcoming my joystick with your other lips?”
“You mean my pussy?”
“That’s exactly what I mean, I want to…”
“Fuck me?”
“Well if you want to put it in those words, yes! That’s exactly what I want to do, fuck you, fuck
you hard, make you completely forget about this trauma you experienced earlier today, and
replace it with happy memories.”
“Oh yes, I’d like that, I’d like that a lot.” Upon which, Bethany lay back on the sofa and opened
her legs wide, giving me an inviting look at her hot dripping snatch which almost beckoned at me
to invade it with my rock-hard cock. I grabbed her ankles and opened her legs even wider,
bringing them over her head, then resting them on my shoulders, bringing my cock into attack
position and sliding into her. Her pussy was so wet and slippery that I had to hold myself back to
slow down my entry speed.
Slowly I started to move out and then in again, teasing her, massaging the insides of her cunt,
trying to create as much friction as I could. I withdrew my rod completely, sliding the glans over
her clit before plunging down again into her hot depths, enticing moan after moan from her lips.
Bethany grabbed the back of my head and drew me to her mouth mimicking with her tongue
what I was trying to do in her pussy, sliding in and out, and on the out sucking my tongue into
her hot mouth. She could taste her own juices still lingering there from my going to town on her
pussy just a while ago. I kept on pounding and on the outstroke, her pussy lips were hanging on
to my cock as if they were trying to prevent it from leaving. Slowly but surely, I felt her body
getting more aroused again, taking me with her, closer and closer to the joined orgasm I was
aiming for. Whimpers of pleasure were erupting from her lips.
Bethany arched her back tightening her stomach as I felt her body tensing up, approaching
orgasm. Trying to keep up with her I pushed deeper and harder than I had before, resulting in
her convulsing and contracting down on my shaft with her muscles rippling down on me in
ecstasy.
“Yes cum for me, cum for me baby!” I cried out, as I felt my balls contract, squirting jet after jet
of warm gooey gunk, coalescing and coating her pussy walls. In response, she quivered and
shook as her orgasm hit her in unison with mine.
“Oh God, yes, yes, yes, I’m cuuuuuumming, I’m cuuuuuuuumming, fill my pussy, fill it to
overflowing, yes, yes!” She cried out in ecstasy.
When her orgasm had finally run its course, she looked at me through orgasm-glazed eyes and
whispered: ”Oh God Lew, that was awesome, that felt sooooo good, you made me feel whole
again and lovingly wanted, not like what that bastard tried to do to me tonight.”
“Bethany darling, I could never understand why some men want to force themselves on a woman,
when it is so much better and satisfying to bring a woman to ecstasy by treating her gently and
lovingly.”
Out of the blue Bethany asked, looking at me with her puppy eyes, “can I please stay the night? I
don’t want to be alone now.”
“Yes of course dear, I wanted to ask you exactly the same, but you beat me to it. Though we
have to figure out a way to get you home in the morning without scandalizing the whole village
but don’t you worry, we’ll figure it out. For now ,let’s go to bed and get some sleep unless you
want to use the bathroom to clean up?”
“I don’t, I want to feel your essence inside of me the whole night long.”
We adjourned to the bedroom and got into bed where I spooned her, my arms protectively
around her as we quickly fell asleep. The next morning, around five-thirty, I slowly woke up with a
raging hard-on and strangely it felt like it was encased in something warm, wet and hot. I didn’t
realize what was happening until I looked down and saw my cock had completely disappeared
into Bethany’s mouth. She was happily sucking away at it, quickly bringing me to an orgasm.
“Well hello, good morning, can’t wait till I prepare you a nice breakfast can you?” I asked with a
smirk.
“Mmmmmmm hhoooo.” Was all that came from below the sheets, while she kept on bobbing her
head and sucking as if her life depended on it.
“Oh boy, I could get used to this kind of an alarm clock every morning Bethany, there is however
not much snoozing time anymore as I am cuuuuuuuming!” I felt my orgasm cresting, pumping a
load of hot cum into her eager mouth, which she immediately swallowed.
“OK, you lazy bones get out of bed!” Bethany shouted while she jumped out, still completely
nude, and rushed into the bathroom.
I needed about thirty seconds to come down from my high before I could follow her. I quickly
used the toilet, before jumping after her into the shower where I tenderly washed her with my
hands, aided by lots of shower gel. Taking special care of her enticing lady bits, I managed to get
her a small, but judging from her reactions, intense, finger-induced orgasm in the process. After
drying, we went to look at what we could muster to get Bethany dressed, as her blouse had been
partially torn, and we also needed to figure out a way to get her home, unseen by the rest of the
village. Luckily it was Friday morning and not as busy as Thursday, which was the local market
day with lots of people around very early.
I lent her a sweater to wear over her torn blouse and at about six, we snuck out of the house, we
jumped into my car and I drove her home, where she kissed and thanked me again for taking
such good care of her in her hour of need, and quickly dashed inside her house. As far as we
could tell, we were unseen by any villagers. That’s how an otherwise rather dull Thursday evening
turned into an adventurous night, allowing me to help a damsel in distress.
I truly hoped that next week I would hear something from the contractors Tanja wanted me to
hire to work on the cellar.
 Chapter 14
Jack and his sub Elisa

The Monday after my rescue operation of Bethany, I got a call from a guy.
“Hello, Lew?”
“Yes this is Lew, what can I do for you?”
“Hey Lew, I’m Jack and I’m calling you on behalf of Tanja for some electrical work that needs to
be done in the potential new club playroom, are you aware of this?”
“Yes Jack I am, what would you like to know?”
“To allow me to make an estimate of the cost, I need to visit the premises and see what is
required. I have some technical drawings Tanja sent me and a list of what she would like to have
installed but I need to see the base I have to start from to be able to give you an estimate of the
cost.”
“Sounds reasonable, when would you like to come over, and do you know where I am?”
“Yeah I know where you are, in the village photoshop, and how does Wednesday morning grab
you for a visit?”
“Wednesday is fine, it is usually a quiet day, so yes, around what time can I expect you?”
“Shall we say ten?”
“OK sounds good.”
So that Wednesday Jack ‘the electrician’ came and took a detailed look and made lots of notes.
“I’ll send you an estimate in about three days, is that OK for you?”
“Fine, I’ll look forward to it.”
The estimate I received was very, what am I saying, extremely acceptable, it was obvious that
Tanja had given Jack clear instructions on what was expected of him, technically and money-wise.
I called Jack and informed him that, as far as I was concerned, it was a go and asked him when
he would like to start work.
“We would like to start next week on Monday, we will be arriving bright and early at seven o’clock,
is that OK for you, or is that too early?”
“Nope not too early at all, seven is fine by me, I am up at six anyway and my cleaning lady Jill
arrives around ten to eight as well. See you then.”
That Monday I let Jack in through the back entrance and let him get started. In the evening after
a whole day with a lot of drilling and other noise, before locking up, I went down to take a look at
what they’d been doing. There were work platforms all over the place and a lot of electric cables
already installed along the walls and the ceiling, some of them pretty heavy, my guess, to install
winches on the ceiling to hoist things or even, who knows, people up.
The next day, going down mid-morning I saw Jack busy putting in electrical sockets on the walls
and another person on one of the platforms. All of a sudden, as I looked closer, it hit me, the
person on the platform was not wearing a shirt and seemed to be a woman.
“Hey, Jack who do you have up there on the platform and why is she topless?”
“Oh that’s Elisa, she is my sub and also working for me.”
“I had no idea that this club thing also extended to personnel.”
“Well Elisa is sort of unique, she started as an apprentice with me when she was sixteen on a
work experience contract, two days practice per week and three days at school learning all the
theory. She’s now twenty-two and is working full-time for me. Over the years we worked together
she got interested in our lifestyle and became, not only my faithful helper but since she turned
eighteen, my sub as well.”
“I see.”
“Let me show you.”
“Slave come down and show yourself to Lew!”
Elisa came down from the platform like lightning and stood in front of me, topless, legs slightly
spread hands on her lower back, the slave position I remembered from my encounters with Astrid.
She was a really cute little thing, 1.6m (5’3”), I guessed. Going by her light brown skin color and
features I thought Latino. She had raven black hair, covered by a safety helmet, and sported
rather small, but perky boobs, A or double A maybe. Finally, a very toned midriff with the cutest
belly button, yeah I know, I do have a thing for belly buttons, and legs encased in heavy work
trousers and steel-toed safety shoes.
“Would you like to see more?”
“Uh, I don’t know, maybe yes?”
“Strip slave!”
Elisa jumped into action, taking off her shoes, unbuttoning her trousers, and dropping them to the
floor, no panties, so in five seconds flat she was completely naked standing in the slave position.
“Inspection position slave, display those lovely titties to Lew!”
“Wow, doesn’t she have a problem doing that in front of a total stranger?”
“No she loves it, don’t you slave?”
“Yes Master, I love to show my body very much.”
“Would you like to feel her tits?”
“Uh I don’t know, is she really OK with that?”
“Slave!”
“I like it very much Master, please feel free to touch my tits and pinch my nipples.”
Carefully I put one hand on her right boob and felt it, almost tickling it feeling the nipple extend.
With her words in mind, I pinched it lightly between my thumb and index finger.
“If you want to really please her, you have to pinch harder, come let me show you,” Jack said.
He took her left nipple, squeezing it hard and twisting it a hundred and eighty degrees, resulting
in a yelp and a bit of a contorted face from Elisa clearly from the pain she must have been
experiencing.
“That’s how you treat a slave’s tits! Now do it right!” He commanded.
I kept her right nipple as I had it but then turned it also about a hundred and eighty degrees,
resulting in a smaller yelp from Elisa, she was clearly used to far rougher treatment.
“Feel her pussy, it should be moist by now.”
Indeed when I felt between her legs I could feel not only moisture but the juices already dripping
from her pussy.
“Finger her! She loves it, believe me, and while you’re at it spank her tush.”
It felt like I was being given another lesson in the noble art of BDSM; I was learning new things
by the minute. I slid a finger into her hot love canal and slapped her butt with my other hand.
Elisa started to moan lightly. Should I try to get a second finger in I was wondering; she was so
tiny. I went for broke and slid a second finger in, it felt easy because of her flowing juices so I
went further and added a third one, all the while slapping her buttocks with my other hand. Now
she really started to wriggle and pushed her cunt forward into my hand sighing deeply, clearly
enjoying herself.
“Bite her tit, Lew!”
“Really?”
“Yes, gently make sure you don’t draw blood.”
I stopped slapping her butt, moved my head forward and took one of her small boobs almost
completely in my mouth, and started licking and munching on her nipple while I stimulated her G-
spot with my fingers, and her clit with my thumb, resulting in high pitched yelps escaping from
her lips. I could feel that she was building up to an orgasm as her pussy muscles squeezed my
fingers almost to a pulp.
Suddenly I heard a whisper: “may I cum, please Master?”
“What do you think Lew are we going to allow this slut to cum?”
“Absolutely, as far as I am concerned she has really earned it.”
“You can thank Lew later for allowing you to cum slut! So cum now!”
Jack's words weren’t even cold when I felt her spray my hand with her girly juices as she started
to convulse and shake like a leaf, in the end going completely rigid. It lasted for a full minute,
after which I had to support her as she went all limp and started to slide down to the concrete
floor.
“Now is the time to thank Lew for allowing you this pleasure slut, suck his dick!”
Before I realized what was happening to me, Elisa had grabbed the top of my pants undoing the
buttons and sliding down the zipper, that done she grabbed the waistbands of both my pants and
boxers and pulled them down to my knees, immediately going to town on my rock hard cock,
taking it all the way down into her hot, enticing mouth in one go. I was so aroused I couldn’t care
less if I had an audience, only a one-man audience though, but when I looked up, Jack wasn’t
even watching, but going about his business with the cables and stuff.
Elisa was not only sucking like a baby on a mother’s tit but she was also massaging and tickling
my balls, making me hotter than hot. I heard satisfied noises emanating from her mouth, she was
clearly enjoying this too. I felt little pleasuring electric shocks going through my body, it must be
because she works a lot with electrical stuff I thought, but slowly and surely I felt an orgasm
building and it felt like a big one.
I tried to hold on as long as I could, but Elisa was clearly a pro at sucking cock, she knew exactly
where to find all the right spots, using her tongue and lips to drive me crazy. No longer able to
hold on I let go and squirted rope after rope of gooey cum into that hot little Latino mouth of
hers. She even increased her sucking, hollowing her cheeks, to get absolutely the last drop out of
me, swallowing as she went along; not one drop spilled out of her mouth.
Now I started to feel a bit weak in the knees and joined her on the floor. She kissed me, but with
her mouth closed, which I appreciated as I am not a big semen fan, even if it’s my own.
Then I heard her whisper: “thank you, Master.”
She got up, put her work pants, safety boots, and helmet back on, climbed back on the platform
like a little monkey, and continued with her work as if nothing had happened. I was flabbergasted,
if this was how this BDSM stuff worked, I was absolutely sure I was going to like doing their photo
work and attending their parties in my own cellar.
About a week later, Jack came up to me and announced that as far as he was concerned he had
everything installed according to Tanja’s plans and he would send me the bill. Maybe some fine-
tuning would need to be done later, but that was included in the bill.
That was one part finished, next were the dressing rooms, and annex bathrooms.
 Chapter 15
A painful day at the beauty parlor and a photo shoot.

Tuesday morning Astrid gave me a call to let me know that the photo shoot for her Fall collection
was about to happen and that she had asked Bethany to contact Linda to get her ready.
Linda later told me the whole story in great detail in her own words.

Wednesday morning my phone was ringing and I picked it up, “Hello, this is Linda.”
“Hi Linda, I’m Bethany from the beauty parlor. Astrid asked me to give you a call to make an
appointment so we can get you ready for your first photo shoot for the Fall collection.”
“Oh Hi Bethany, yes Astrid mentioned that it was about to happen and that I had to come and see
you.”
“Excellent, excellent, so how does Friday grab you? Can you be here at nine so we can do the
whole works on you?”
“Friday is OK for me; should I do anything special to prepare myself?”
“No, no, we’ll take care of everything, just show up on time, I know exactly what Astrid wants
and how she wants it. Just be prepared to spend the whole morning with us.”
“Fine, I’ll be there, see you Friday at nine then.”
“Oh my God,” I thought, “it’s really happening now.”
So Friday I arrived at Bethany’s beauty parlor, a bit nervous I must admit, as I had absolutely no
idea what ‘the whole works’ meant and I’d never been to one of those before in my life.
“Morning Linda, welcome, right on time, I love that in a person, especially a younger person as
they tend to be sloppy with appointments, but clearly you’re not one of them.”
“Hello Bethany, was it?”
“Yes dear, but you can simply call me Beth.”
“Great, Beth it is.”
“Please come through, have you ever been treated in a beauty parlor before?”
“Oh no Beth, I could never afford such treatments.”
“Well you’re in for a treat then, no pun intended, and probably also for a big surprise. I don’t want
to frighten you but beauty sometimes also comes with some pain, you’ll see, or better still you’ll
feel.”
“Please don’t scare me, I’m already very nervous as it is.”
“Don’t worry we’ll take good care of you. Take a seat in the chair, and we’ll start with your face.
Maybe better to remove your shirt; we don’t want to spoil it with our products.”
I slid my T-shirt over my head leaving me in my bra and slid into the chair that Bethany indicated,
still pretty nervous. They started immediately to apply some sort of gooey stuff to my face.
“This is a peeling,” Bethany said, “it will remove all dead skin cells from your face making it look
fresh and bright again.”
“It feels strange but smells good.”
When the mask was applied, Bethany started on my arms with what felt like some sort of oily
substance, telling me that it was also meant to rejuvenate the skin and she was going to apply it
to other parts of my body as well. I had closed my eyes and let Bethany do what she needed,
slightly dozing off.
“OK Linda, now we come to that part of the treatment that might be a little painful,” Astrid said.
“You will also model part of the underwear collection I understand so we need to make absolutely
sure no unwanted hair is showing anywhere on your body. Would you mind stripping completely,
please dear?”
“You mean like completely naked?”
“I’m afraid so as we need to be able to get to your legs and pubic area and maybe even your
boobs, that remains to be seen. Have you never been naked in the presence of another person?”
“Uh, yes, I did pose in the nude for Lew and when I have sex of course, but I think that’s rather
different.”
I didn’t want to divulge my afternoon spent in Astrid’s apartment when I was more or less coaxed
into exposing myself completely to her.
“Well we are among girls here and believe me I’ve seen it all, many times, so don’t be afraid or
bashful; besides from what I can see, you have nothing to be bashful about, you are a very
beautiful young woman.”
“Thank you, Beth.” I started to remove my clothes until I was completely naked and despite my
nervousness tried to relax in the chair.
“I am afraid you will have to lie down for this process Linda, so please can you move to this bed?”
“Mmmmm, I see that you shave, unfortunately when you do lingerie it will have to be waxed and
that could hurt a bit, but don’t worry we will try to make it as painless as possible for you.”
Now I was really getting quite scared, although rationally I had faced bigger challenges in my life,
so I thought I would probably survive this one as well.
“We will start with your pubic area, as that is the most delicate, your legs can come later as they
are less pain-sensitive.”
“I appreciate that.”
“I’ll first disinfect the area before applying wax to remove the hair, we want you hairless but we
want to do it safely.”
Bethany started to wipe my pubic area with some refreshing liquid, after which she applied talcum
powder to get it completely dry.
“Now I will apply the first wax, beware it’s warm!”
Bethany let me feel the pot of wax, it felt warm but not really hot, so I was a bit reassured that
she was not going to burn my pussy to a crisp. It felt strange but not uncomfortable sofar.
“Now we let it set.”
After a short while, Bethany started to pull, but I didn’t feel much until she pulled really hard.
“Aauuuw…that hurt!”
She quickly put her gloved hand on the painful area pressing down, which made it feel a bit
better, and I quite liked her soft hand cupping my mound.
“Yes I warned you dear, but as we go along it will get better as more and more hair will have
been removed.”
It went on for about fifteen minutes and my pussy felt like it was on fire, although Bethany
smoothed the area over with her gloved hand after every pull.
“Now for the final part, your bottom, or more particularly your ass crack.”
“Really?”
“Yes Linda, even there the hair needs to be removed to make it a full Brazilian wax, which is what
Astrid requested we do.”
“OK go for it,” bravely.
“Don’t worry it’ll be over soon and then we move to the legs which will be far less painful.”
Bethany made me grab my ankles and pull my legs up, almost to my head, not a real problem for
me, being so flexible, but I felt really exposed this way. The warm wax was applied to my ass
crack and all the remaining hairs were removed. Strangely, the pain I was feeling was starting to
mix with the beginning of arousal. Exposing myself in this way, combined with feeling Bethany’s
hands on my naked body, was having an erotic effect on me. I hoped that Bethany would not
notice because that would be so embarrassing. The bottom part and the legs were then done
quickly so I could start to relax again a little.
“Let’s look at your boobs, shall we? Mmmmm very nice even when you lie down, they do reach for
the sky, I am so jealous if only I was your age again. Mine were also very perky then, but now not
so much anymore.”
“I don’t agree with you Bethany, you seem to have lovely breasts, bigger and fuller I guess, but
very nice nevertheless.”
“How can you tell Linda, I am fully clothed even wearing a pushup bra.”
“I can only guess of course, but I think I’m right. You could try to prove me wrong and show
them to me.” I wasn’t really sure what had come over me – the request was quite out of
character, but I must admit I was getting rather curious to see more of Bethany!
“Show them to you?”
“Yes, you have seen mine so don’t be shy, there’s nobody else here, think back to when you were
a child just discovering your body and playing I’ll show you mine if you show me yours, I bet you
they are just gorgeous.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes I am, go for it, be a bit adventurous.”
“OK!” Upon which Bethany removed her white coat, then her blouse and bra, freeing her luscious
boobs for me.
“I knew I was right, they are beautiful, let me touch them and feel how firm they are.”
I reached out to her with one of my hands. Bethany hesitated but then came closer to the table I
was lying on, giving me access to one of her boobs. I grabbed it tenderly, pressing a bit then
taking the nipple, which was already stiffening, between thumb and forefinger and lightly pinching
it. Bethany moaned softly, upon which I grabbed the other with my other hand.
“Jeez Linda, you’re like Lew, he can talk any woman out of her clothes as well, I guess that’s what
he did to you?”
“Yes he did, I never thought, when I walked into his shop that afternoon, that a few hours later I
would be posing completely naked for him.”
“Yeah, when he took me to dinner to convince me to take you on, he didn’t get me naked in front
of his camera, but he made me feel sooooo gooood.”
“Yeah me too, God he knows how to treat a pussy, especially with his mouth, believe it or not, but
I even asked him to take my virginity, can you imagine?”
“I believe you, dear, in hindsight I wished he had taken mine as well because that was not such a
nice experience for me at the time.”
“God I am getting all hot thinking about that man.”
“Yes I can see you are getting excited, would you care to do something about it, Beth?”
“What do you mean?”
“Shall I try my oral skills on you?”
“You? Do you like girls?”
“Yes, I am bi, so yes I do like girls as much as I like boys.”
“Jeez I don’t know, I have never had sex with a woman before in my life, I have wondered and
even fantasized about it, but I never dared to pursue it. Of course, I’ve never found anyone I
would like to try something like that with.”
“You dared to show me part of your naked body and let me touch your fantastic boobs, so why
not go all the way, and show me your pussy, again you saw mine, now I want to see yours as
well.”
Bethany looked at me with big eyes and I saw her brain going full speed trying to come to a
decision. All of a sudden it was there and she began to undress, revealing bit by bit the rest of her
enticing body to me. When she was completely naked she came back, bent over, and hesitantly
lowered her mouth to mine, giving me a peck on the lips. I put my hand on the back of her head,
held it to mine, and slid my tongue into her hot mouth. She responded enthusiastically, by sucking
on my tongue and exploring my mouth with hers.
Bethany lifted her left leg and moved over me on the table covering my naked body with hers. I
could feel her warm smooth skin against mine. Automatically my arms went around her and I
started to caress her sliding my hands over her back, all the way down to her bubble butt and
back up. She responded by holding my head with both of her hands and feverishly kissing me.
After a while we came up for air and looked into each other eyes, she smiled. “Oh my God, I
never thought I would ever do this in my life and it feels so right, I think I must be bi as well but
never allowed myself to admit it.”
“Let me make you understand what making love to a woman really feels like.”
“Oh yes, but not here, come to my apartment upstairs.”
Bethany took my hand and together we walked like two Eves in paradise, up the stairs, not to
heaven but her apartment, and straight into her bedroom.
“Lie down Beth, let me lead you to paradise, let me kiss every inch of your body, let me drink at
your fountain of love to quench my thirst for your love juices.”
“Jeez Linda, you make me feel like I landed in a Victorian novel with your talk.”
Beth did just that, she lay down beckoning me with open arms. Ignoring them, I slowly crawled
over her, placing featherlike kisses on her legs and thighs, coming closer and closer to her garden
of pleasure, licking the outside of her outer labia with my hot tongue enticing a series of moans
from her lips. When I reached the top of her snatch, I felt Beth shiver. Her hands moved to the
back of my head pushing me in the direction of her hooded clit. I gladly let her do it, extending
my tongue to the hood and slowly licking, trying to lure her clit from under it. I felt it grow, just
like a little penis, carefully peeking out to further explore the pleasure it was experiencing.
I knew that if I continued what I was doing she would quickly experience an orgasm, but that was
not what I wanted from her right now; what I wanted was to bring her slowly and surely to a high
she had never experienced before in her life, so I moved past her pleasure bean over her mound
to her stomach and navel and applied my licking and kissing skills to that part of her hot, enticing,
naked body. Beth was squirming and moaning with her arms and hands high above her head,
giving me free access to her soft full tits which I covered with featherlike kisses moving closer and
closer to one of her nips. I sucked it into my mouth, taking a portion of her tit with it.
“Ooooh, what are you doing to me? Yes, yes suck my tit, take it in your hot mouth, and make me
cum!”
I grabbed her other boob with my hand and pinched the nipple between my thumb and
forefinger, Beth moaned harder, and the harder she moaned the harder I pinched and bit on the
other. Quickly releasing her tits, I moved over her neck and back to her mouth, engaging her in
another tongue fight, covering her body now completely with mine in a skin-to-skin enticing
embrace.
Beth put her arms around me as well, caressing my back and buttocks with her hands, trying to
feel as much of me as possible. I moved further up, straddling her upper body and bringing my
pussy in front of her face, she looked up at me and moved her mouth over my pussy lips, and
started licking and drinking at my fountain of love as if a refugee from a totally dried out and
parched desert. Her hands moved to my boobs and mauled them, enticing moan after moan from
my lips and bringing me closer and closer to an orgasm., I just managed to hold back and made a
legal U-turn bringing us into a sixty-nine position, before going to town again on Beth’s pussy with
my mouth and tongue.
I felt that she was a bit surprised by my sudden move, but quickly caught on to what she was
supposed to do and resumed applying her oral skills to my cunt. We were now both groaning and
whimpering in pleasure, profusely producing love juices, inundating each other’s mouths. Beth
had a pleasantly sweet, but slightly tangy taste I liked; I hoped she liked my taste as well. I felt
my orgasm building back again and judging by her movements the same was true for Beth. Her
breathing became more and more intense, and I felt her arch her back, pushing her snatch more
and more into my face. Her fingers and nails were scratching over my back - I hoped she wouldn’t
damage my skin as I would be exposing it over the next couple of days in front of Lew’s camera.
Finally, it was there, I felt my pussy contract and squirt lots of girl cum onto Beth’s face
underneath me and she was also squirting like a fountain straight into my mouth and face. We
were both crying out in ecstasy, shivering, shaking, jerking, both pushing our pussies into the
other’s faces. Beth stopped her orgasmic movements after a minute, mine kept going for a few
seconds longer, but then we both went limp; literally falling onto each other like two ragdolls.
After another two minutes, still panting Beth said, “Oh my God, that was earth-shattering.”
“It was, wasn’t it? God, you are so good at eating pussy, are you sure you’ve never done this
before?”
“No never, but your oral skills are world-class, I never, ever thought that sex with a woman could
be so different and yet so divine. You opened up a totally different new world for me; you made
me a convert.”
“Don’t go swearing off men Beth, they do have their uses as well.”
“Yeah you are absolutely right, especially men like Lew, he gives you the best of both worlds,
eating pussy and fucking.”
“Yes he does, doesn’t he? Am I ready now for my photo shoot tomorrow?”
“Oh God yes that’s why you are really here; no you’re not, I still need to do your nails. The make-
up I have to do on the day itself just before the actual photoshoot, so let’s get back downstairs,
and get our clothes back on before someone catches us in the buff. Just let me do your nails, then
you are all set for the shoot tomorrow, provided you don’t go working in the garden or cleaning or
stuff in between now and then.”
About half an hour later I walked out of Bethany’s beauty parlor, my face rejuvenated, with a
hairless pussy, nice smooth hairless legs, and my nails all done. I needed a rest and I guess
Bethany did as well.
And that was how Linda recounted her little adventure with Bethany to me.

The next morning, I was in the studio at 7 am, when the bell rang. Here we go I thought, the big
photoshoot of Linda with Astrid’s Fall collection. Arriving at the front door I already saw a van and
someone unloading racks of clothing. Astrid was jumping up and down, looking extremely
nervous, which she always does when we have a photoshoot, so nothing new there. Linda was
also present and I saw Bethany coming down the street with her suitcase full of paints and
brushes.
“Please come in ladies,” I said with a smile, “let’s do this.”
Astrid and her assistant wheeled the clothing racks inside and Bethany grabbed Linda’s hand,
disappearing into one of the dressing rooms to set up. The assistant left, and Astrid handed me a
list of the different garments and backgrounds, the scenery she wanted with them and the order
they were being presented. You can say what you like about her, but one thing is for sure, Astrid
always comes well-prepared and works efficiently. I got started on preparing the sets and the
lighting, while Bethany was busy painting Linda’s face. I ventured into the dressing room to see
how far advanced Bethany was with her painting, and took the opportunity to check on another
subject.
“Hey Bethany, have you given my suggestion about your canvas paintings any thought?”
“My paintings? Oh yes, now I remember you suggested an exhibition in the photo studio.”
“Yes, and?”
“I’m not sure.”
“I told you they are very good and you should share them with the world.”
Linda was looking at both of us and said, “Is this about the paintings in your apartment Beth? Are
they your work?”
“Yeah, they are mine and Lew saw them and has been bugging me to do an exposition in his
studio.”
“Excellent idea, they are indeed very good, you should definitely do what Lew suggests. And I can
imagine that the photo studio would be an excellent venue.”
“Mmmmm I’ll think about it, but for now, just let me get on with my work here.”
I couldn’t ignore Linda, who was sitting in the make-up chair in her underwear. God she did look
fantastic, I commanded my treacherous organ to cool it, as this was neither the time nor the place
to get hard, so I moved back to the studio to await the first garment to be photographed. It didn’t
take too long before Linda was escorted by Astrid to the first set. She was wearing a very stylish
blazer with matching pants, something a businesswoman would wear to the office. The setting
was a desk with a picture of a cupboard filled with legal volumes in the background. Linda was
naked under the blazer, so I had to make sure to keep my photos stylish and business-like, a bit
enticing maybe, but no boobs or nipples actually showing. A bit difficult for me as I prefer to take
pictures where boobs and nipples are on full display.
After the first, we had some more of this smart business wear for women, before we moved on to
more casual wear with sheer blouses, sometimes giving a hint of a bra underneath. Then came
the warmer clothing suggested for Fall walks in the woods with wool blazers and wool turtle neck
sweaters underneath, combined with skirts or pants and walking shoes. The finale before lunch
was the cocktail dresses for the inevitable parties around Christmas and New Year, with as a
topper a few winter bridal dresses.
Then it was time for lunch, which I wanted to pass as quickly as possible, because in the
afternoon, the part I was really looking forward to, we were going to shoot sleepwear and
lingerie.
The nighties in Astrid’s collection were not really meant for actually sleeping in, but more as
preparation for an evening or night of passion. As always, Linda looked absolutely ravishing in
these almost nothings’ she was parading in front of the camera.
Astrid and Linda had again disappeared into the dressing room while I was setting up for the
lingerie shoot. It was a scene suggesting a woman’s boudoir, where she could prepare herself for
an evening of fun with her lover.
“Are you ready Lew?” I heard Astrid ask.
“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, bring it on!”
Linda came out wearing a beautiful set in pale blue with an almost see-through lace bra, slightly
pushing up her beautiful breasts and accentuating her cleavage. It was completed by a matching
thong barely covering her pubes and a garter belt holding up pale blue stockings. As a final touch,
she wore the same color silky-looking shoes with 5-inch heels. I could barely stop my mouth from
falling open and saliva from dripping out. The way Linda walked and presented, she could match
any professional model.
Now, this was the main reason why Beth had tortured Linda’s pussy and ass with the wax
treatment and it showed she’d done a great job, well, in fact, it didn’t show anything and that had
been the purpose of Linda’s suffering and Beth’s hard work.
“From these, I would also like short videos which I would run in the shop,” Astrid mentioned
casually.
“OK, I can do that, but it will take a bit more work to set up. I would prefer to do this another day
and maybe in another setting, let’s just stick to stills for now if you don’t mind.”
“That’s fine, I know, I apologize for springing it on you. It was an idea that just came to mind
watching Linda parade around.”
“Good, we can set it up in the next weeks. I need to figure out when, how, and where we can do
it, come to think of it, I may even have just the location for you, with a friend of mine. I will
contact her and we will have to watch the weather forecast as I think it would look great in the
open air.”
“Excellent, just keep me posted.”
“Will do.”
Linda kept on posing in lingerie set after lingerie set, each one sexier than the previous one. Some
of the bras showed her boobs as they only consisted, what to me looked like just a bunch of
strings around the breast leaving the middle part completely bare; there was even one pair of
panties with an open crotch. I thought that was something more suited for a sex shop, but Astrid
assured me she had customers for this type of thing who didn’t want to be seen in the lower class
establishments, as she referred to sex shops.
Finally, around five we were done. All garments had been photographed, and all four of us were
exhausted. Astrid packed everything together, moved it into her van, and drove off, so did
Bethany, walking back to her beauty parlor, leaving Linda and me in the studio.
“Would you like a drink upstairs, or are you too tired?”
“No, sounds good, I could do with one.”
“Shall I order some pizzas as well?, You must be hungry, I haven’t seen you eat anything all day.”
“That would be a lifesaver, I must admit I’m famished.”
I ordered pizzas, which were delivered about ten minutes later and we attacked them like a
couple of hungry wolves. We finished them in record time, as we did the bottle of Beaujolais ‘Saint
Amour’ I had opened, hoping Linda would take the hint from the label! Exhausted, but still slightly
buzzing, we dropped into the sofa, and Linda snuggled up in my arm with her head on my
shoulder.
“Who would have thought that my walking into your photoshop, just a few months ago, would
bring such a change to my life.”
“How are your studies and your ambition to do something in law?”
“I have taken a one-year sabbatical to see where this fashion stuff is taking me before I decide
what to do.”
“I see, and how’s your relationship with Astrid?”
“I’m not sure, she mentioned something about her club and big things about to happen there. I
don’t fully understand what it’s about, but she said I should prepare myself for something there.
What it is, I have no idea.”
“You probably don’t know, but I have rented out the cellar under the studio to the local BDSM
club, and in a few weeks they’re planning the grand opening.”
“Ah, that might be the big something I should prepare myself for, but I have no idea what Astrid
has to do with this.”
“Maybe she wants you to model the sexier items of her lingerie line there or something.”
“Yeah who knows, the mysterious ways of Astrid… Are you tired?”
“Uh, I am a bit.”
“Would you be too tired to make love to me?”
“Darling Linda, I am never too tired to make love to a beautiful woman.”
“Shall we go to your bedroom then?” Linda said looking at me with her most endearing puppy
eyes.
She got up and started to remove her clothes walking towards the bedroom, by the time she
reached the doorway, she was completely naked, leaving a trail of clothes behind. She beckoned
me with her finger. I followed suit dropping my clothes on top of hers. Linda flung herself
backward on the bed opening her arms and legs to welcome me.
“God woman, what are you doing to me. You will be the death of me one day, but I don’t blame
you because that is the way I want to leave this earth, between the legs of a beautiful woman,
but don’t fear, not today.”
“Come to me grumpy old man, bring me to heights that only you can.”
“I will do my best dear; I’ll start with a small appetizer, well maybe not so small, as I want to
gobble up your succulent boobs first.”
Putting words into action I kissed one of her delicious boobs and immediately attacked the already
engorged dark pinkish nipple crowning its summit, sucking it hungrily into my mouth and drawing
a small moan from her lips. The sound attracted me there, journeying via her shoulders and neck,
which I adorned with lots and lots of featherlight kisses. By the time I arrived, her hungry mouth
was waiting for my tongue to start exploring her depths and engage in a hot tongue tango with
me. Linda was holding my head between her hands, while mine were caressing her shoulders and
sides. I rolled over on the bed bringing her on top of me so I could have full access to her firm
buttocks which I started to knead.
From her butt it was easy to get to her hot snatch, tickling her brown starfish with my finger as I
passed over it towards her moist paradise. Once the fingers of my right hand were in the pleasure
valley I got busy strumming her clit, while I slipped a finger from my left hand into her hot wet
love canal making her wiggle and shiver, and enticing high pitched yelps from our still kissing
mouths. I felt her searching for my cock with one of her hands, finally grabbing and stroking it,
bringing it to full attention. She lifted her butt allowing ample space to bring my cock in a fully
upright position, ready to impale herself on it.
She was so wet and combining her juices with the pre-cum forming on top of the bulbous head
made sliding into her dark pink tunnel no problem at all. My cock felt right at home. Once
completely impaled, Linda began to slowly ride me, making me feel and enjoy every ridge of her
young hot pussy. I could feel her cunt muscles go to work as well, it almost felt as if she was
giving me a blowjob with her pussy.
“Yes, make me cum as only you can!” she cried out, pumping my dick with her cunt for all she
was worth. Where she got the vigor to ride me as she did after a hard day’s work I had no idea,
well in fact I did, she was so much younger than I was of course and that was what gave me
power as well, her young enticing body riding my cock. I was such a lucky guy. Linda’s tits were
swinging all over the place as she was happily playing cowgirl on my pole, clearly bringing her
closer and closer to an orgasm. She was swinging her arms high in the air contorting her luscious
body, working up a sweat, while I held onto her butt for dear life, inching her orgasm closer to
boiling point.
“Yes…yes…I’m almost there…I feel…I feel a big one coming! Aaaaaah…aaaaaaah…Oh god…yes,
yes fuck, FUCK!” she shouted at the top of her lungs.
Linda’s cries distracted me so much I lost control and came as well, profusely squirting rope upon
rope of hot cum into her squirting pussy. No longer capable of accommodating all our combined
fluids, they covered my belly and chest all the way to my neck with loads and loads of her girl
juice and my own cum. She stopped shivering and went all rigid, pushing out her tits and belly
and arching her back, leaning backward with her hands on my knees to support herself. That
lasted for several seconds, after which she collapsed on me, still shaking with the last contractions
of her orgasm. We lay there for at least ten minutes gasping, both completely exhausted, but
thoroughly satisfied.
“Oh God, I needed that, with all this dressing and undressing, especially the lingerie sets I had to
put on, I was so aroused all afternoon I was even afraid that I would start to show wet spots in
the panties and thongs I was modeling.”
“I didn’t see any, but I can imagine that you were.”
“Can I stay the night Lew, pleeeeeease?”
“Sure honey, let’s get some shut-eye as it was a long and tiring day for the both of us.”
Not even ten minutes later we were both fast asleep, not even aware that we were in fact both
covered profusely in each other’s cum. We would have to deal with that in the morning.

Waking up, almost together, the next morning we looked at each other confronted with our
evening’s festivities by the stench we were producing and burst out laughing, jumping out of bed
to get to the shower as quickly as possible. Linda won of course being much more nimble than I
was, but she left plenty of room in my big shower to join her and enjoy her tempting body some
more.
After a quick breakfast, Linda went back home. It took me a bit longer to recover from the
previous day. God, I’m getting too old to keep doing this on my own; I decided I definitely need
someone to help me in the future with these kinds of photoshoots.
 Chapter 16
Elisa and Jada.

Monday morning around ten I was about ready to open the shop again. Getting to the door, I
found Elisa patiently waiting for me on the doorstep.
“What’s up Elisa?”
“I need to do some additional electrical work in the cellar Master Lew. Jack told me exactly what is
needed. It will only take me a few hours; you won’t even hear I’m there, it’s all cabling and
connections I need to make, no noisy stuff like drilling or anything.”
“Well, you know the way.”
“Can you please open up the backdoor Master Lew, as I need to move some stuff in as well and I
don’t want to go through the shop and the photo studio to do that.”
“Will do darling.”
Elisa went back outside to move her van to the rear, so she could unload her stuff, I opened the
door for her and went about my business in the shop and computer room. Around noon I decided
to have a look at what Elisa was doing.
Entering the cellar via the inside staircase I saw her, in a corner, working on some sort of
electrical board. She looked very intent, so I coughed lightly to make my presence known without
startling her.
“How’s it going?”
“Very well thank you, Master Lew, I’m about halfway through.”
“And what exactly is it that you are doing; it looks like some sort of control panel.”
“Yes it is; from this command post everything can be activated or deactivated: lighting, sound,
winches, stage sets, heating, curtains, it comes all together here. Under the table is the sound
system.”
“Wow impressive and you know how to install all this stuff then?”
“Yes Master Lew, I designed the table myself.”
“Good grief girl you are a real Wizkid; Jack must be very happy he found you and that you’re
working for him.”
“I am also very happy to work for Jack; I like him very much, especially after he introduced me to
his special lifestyle. I was a bit lost having sex. I felt something was wrong or missing, I had never
had an orgasm as other girls do. Jack gave me my first one when he initiated me, it felt like
coming home.”
“So you are really into this BDSM stuff then are you?”
“Yes Master Lew, I hope to be chosen as one of the featured attractions for the inauguration of
the new clubhouse.”
“If that is your wish, I hope for you it will come true, you absolutely earned it. I only hope I can
live up to Tanja’s wishes too.”
“Why do you think you won’t Master Lew?”
“You see darling I am getting a bit old and I tire more easily than I used to, I’m thinking of
getting some help for the studio and shop, maybe someone like you, young, interested in
photography, and not afraid of some hard work.”
“Are you really Master Lew?”
“Yes, do you know anyone that could fit the bill, maybe amongst your friends?”
“Not amongst my friends Master Lew, but my younger sister Jada wants to start at the school for
photography in the Fall, now that she’s finished middle school.”
“Oh, how old is your younger sister then?”
“She turned eighteen last week Master Lew; we had a big party as that’s a very important age
no?”
“Indeed it is, you can start to do all kinds of grown-up stuff when you turn eighteen. So do you
think your sister would be interested in a work experience contract, similar to the way you started
with Jack?”
“To be honest Master Lew, when I told her about my work here for you, she kind of asked me if I
could discreetly investigate if you would be interested and willing to take on an apprentice.”
“Darling, you are a godsend, yes I am interested in taking on an apprentice and if she is half as
good as you are I would be ecstatic. When can I meet your sister, Jada was it?”
“Yes, Jada.”
“Nice name is there a special meaning to it?”
“It refers to the semi-precious stone jade.”
“I see, so is she precious?”
“She is to me”
“Have you other siblings Elisa?”
“No, it’s just the two of us.”
“No parents?”
“No, we came to your country as refugees, I was fourteen and my sister was ten. We were placed
in foster care, moving out when I turned eighteen. Master Jack helped us and now with my wages
as a full-time electrician we’re doing OK, I can even put my sister through this photography
school.”
All of a sudden Elisa took off her shirt. She was completely topless, with no bra.
“What are you doing girl?”
“I want to thank you for what you want to do for me and my sister. Please allow me to pleasure
you.”
She fell to her knees and started undoing the buttons of my jeans and before I could react, they
were on the floor, taking my boxer shorts with them, and my cock was gobbled up in her hot
enticing mouth.
“You don’t need to do that.”
“I wanne ooo maaaer Lew.” She mumbled, clearly not wanting to hurt my dick by pronouncing
letters like ‘s’ or ‘t’.
It felt amazing, she was masterful at sucking cock, taking it all the way in, massaging it with her
throat muscles, and licking the underside with her agile tongue. God that girl really knew how to
work that tongue of hers, I guess a snake couldn’t do any better, not that I would ever let a snake
get close to my love stick.
My hands automatically moved to her perky boobs which were obviously, after she removed her
shirt, fully on display and accessible. Contrary to the pinching and hurting Jack made me do to
them, I tickled and stroked her boobs tenderly and felt her nipples become erect and rock hard
under my fingers.
With her masterful oral skills, it didn’t take very long for me to feel an orgasm coming on, I bet
you she could win any contest for making a guy cum the fastest with a blowjob.
“Oh, you are making me cum, I can’t hold out any longer, oooh yes, fuck!”
Like the first time, she blew me and I came, she kept her lips very tightly closed around the base
of my cock - no semen was allowed to escape when I started to pump rope after rope into her hot
mouth.
When it was done, again like the first time, she swallowed, stood up, picked up her shirt, put it
on, and continued her work as if nothing had happened.
When she had finished, around three, she came up to me.
“Master Lew, when can you see my sister please?”
“Uh, how about next Sunday in the afternoon?”
“Is two o’clock OK for you Master Lew?”
“Yes that’s excellent; will you come as well?”
“Yes, I’ll come with Jada.”
“Good, I look forward to your visit. Shall I get something from the bakery to nibble on then?”
“You don’t have to do anything special for us.
“No, no, when I entertain young, or old, ladies at my place, I insist on having tea and cakes with
them. See you both on Sunday then. One last thing, when you come I don’t want you to refer to
me as Master Lew, but simply as Lew, Jack is your master, not me”
“Yes, Master Lew.”
“Remember, not on Sunday Elisa!”
“Yes, Lew,” she said looking bashful, turning slightly red in the face.
That Sunday, I was getting more nervous by the minute. It was not every Sunday that I
entertained two, judging by Elisa, beautiful young women in my apartment. I was extremely
curious about what her sister Jada looked like and if I could possibly work with her.
At two o’clock sharp the bell rang. I buzzed the girls up.
“Welcome ladies to my humble abode.”
“Good afternoon Ma…” I cast a stern look at Elisa before she could finish and waggled my finger.
“Uh Lew,” she then completed.
I could only really see Elisa well, as her sister was hidden behind her on the stairs. When they
came in I was pleasantly surprised, both were wearing very similar clothing, a crop top in some
sort of stretchy material, leaving their midriffs bare, which I absolutely adore, a small pair of
shorts, and strappy sandals with, 8 cm (3 inch) heels.
I noticed that Jada was even more beautiful than her sister Elisa, particularly for a boob guy. She
was as slender as Elisa, but she didn’t look like a tomboy, she had a far more feminine form. My
eyes were immediately drawn to her chest, she clearly inherited the genes from someone else in
the family as her boobs were definitely a few sizes bigger than Elisa’s.
“Please ladies, take a seat. What can I get you to drink, coffee, tea, soft drinks? I have some
cakes from the corner bakery to go with it?”
“Coffee please!” they replied followed by a small giggle as it came as one voice, clearly; they were
a close family.
“There is sugar and milk on the table if you want it.”
Looking at each other again with a giggle they said again in unison “we take it black and no sugar
thank you.”
“Excellent! So, Jada, Elisa tells me that you intend to join the photography school next academic
year?”
“Yes, sir I do.”
“You can call me Lew dear just like your sister does.”
“OK, Lew.”
“And I understand that you would like to combine this with working on a part-time basis for me?”
“Yes I would like that very much; I’m sure I can learn so much from you.”
“You are eighteen?”
“Yes.”
“Why did you decide to go into photography?”
“From a young age, I’ve been fascinated by photography. My sister bought me my first camera
when she got her first wages from Jack. I brought some of my work if you’d care to look at it?”
“Absolutely!”
She pulled out a big folder from the bag she was carrying and gave it to me. Going through I was
pleasantly surprised, she had some excellent photos in there. The print quality was not up to real
professional standards, but I could understand that as it is rather expensive to get good prints.
She saw it on my face, I guess.
“The printer I use is an amateur machine, although it prints with eight different colors, but it is
too expensive for me to buy the real professional paper as well, and my camera is not one of
those very expensive professional cameras either.”
“Very understandable dear, but it is not the camera that takes the picture, but the person behind
it, and I can see that you have a photographer’s eye to capture images. With the right training, I
think you could grow to become a really good professional photographer.”
“Oh, you give me too much credit.”
“No, no, I do think you have it in you, it just needs to be brought out, and with a bit of coaching
and lots of theory lessons, you will do excellently.”
“When you’ve finished your coffee, if you want to, we can go downstairs and you can visit the
studio.”
“Yes, I’d really love that.”
“Excellent, let’s go downstairs then.”
On the way down I took Elisa aside and whispered in her ear, “does your sister know about the
cellar?”
“Yes, she is a member,” she whispered back.
“Shall we show her that as well, so she can see her sister’s handiwork?”
“Yes, no problem.”
“What are you two whispering about, something the little sister is not allowed to hear?”
“No Jada, I was asking Elisa if you knew about the cellar.”
“I know all about it, and I’m a member of the lifestyle as well.”
“You are?”
“Yes and I’m looking for a Master; would you care to be mine, Lew?”
“Uh…I am not sure if I would qualify, I don’t know enough about the lifestyle.”
“Neither do I, so that would be great, then we can learn together.”
“I’ll think about it, but first let me show you the photo studio.”
“So this is where I do about fifty percent of my work Jada, the other half is done in the computer
room. In the good old days that was in the darkroom, but for most of us, those days are gone.
You will however learn about it in school and will have to work there in darkrooms as well.”
“Wow,” was about all Jada could say as she walked around, looking at all the backdrops and the
lighting I had in there. I pointed out the daylight option to her as well.
“Now would you ladies like to help me with a project that I am about to take on and with which I
still need some help?”
“Yes of course,” they said, again in unison. “What’s it about and how can we help?” Jada
completed, clearly wishing to please me and secure this helper’s job I had on offer.
“I promised Astrid to make a video, for her shop, of Linda modeling lingerie. Now video is similar,
but different from photography and I am not that good at it, so I need some more practice. I
bought this professional camera, but as I said before, it’s not the camera but the person behind it
that makes the difference.”
“I was thinking, you are two young beautiful women who, I hope like to dance, so would you like
to do that for me here in the studio while I try to capture it on video?”
“Yes, of course, we love to dance!” they both shouted, smiling.
“Excellent, let me bring down a neutral white background.”
“What do we do for music? Dancing without music is a bit awkward.”
“I thought that you youngsters always had your music with you on your phones?”
“Oh yeah, we have.”
“Excellent, maybe you can stream it via Bluetooth to the studio sound system then?”
“OK let me handle that,” Elisa said, “that is right up my alley.”
She grabbed her phone and connected it wirelessly to the studio sound system, and soon enough,
dance music was coming out of the speakers. The girls started to dance.
To give them a disco ambiance, I switched on some colored lights going on and off and swirling. I
grabbed my video camera and started filming. Jada being the youngest really started undulating
her body, shaking her booty and boobs with her arms in the air. Elisa was also getting into it
totally, moving her lithe body to the tones of the rousing music, lots of shaking with her butt, a
little less with her smaller titties.
After a while of overall filming, I moved up close to Jada and she started to make love to the
camera giving it smoldering looks moving her hands all over her body grabbing her boobs and
caressing them, making her nipples almost poke holes in the fabric of her top. All of a sudden I
saw her move her hands to the underside of her top, crossing them and grabbing the garment.
Wanting to catch this in slow motion, I switched the camera to a higher speed hoping that she
would…and yes she did. She pulled her top up slowly unveiling the bottom of her boobs, bringing
it higher and higher showing the lower edge of her areolae, and finally when the nipples became
visible her boobs flopped out completely.
She kept on pulling and pulling, removing her top completely, swirling it above her head, before
throwing it away.
“Euwheee!” she was shouting at the top of her voice, while she moved closer and closer to me.
She came so close I had to stop filming and put my camera on the table. Barely had I done that,
when she grabbed my hands and placed them on top of her fun bags, again moving her arms up
over her head swaying them around.
“Yeah go for it squeeze my titties, make my nips hard!” which wasn’t that difficult as they already
felt rock hard in the palm of my hands. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Elisa also remove her
top and throw it away. She came closer too, but took up a position behind me, moving her hands
under my arms and putting them on my chest. I felt her starting to undo the buttons of my shirt
from the top all the way to the bottom and then pulling it open and away over my shoulders and
out of my pants also making me topless.
That allowed Jada to wiggle her big tits against my chest getting me all aroused. All of a sudden
she disappeared from my view, dropping to the floor, getting busy on the buttons and zipper of
my jeans, yanking it down and once completely undone, pulling my jeans and briefs down to rest
at my feet, leaving me completely naked except for my socks and shoes and my jeans around my
feet. In order not to trip and fall down I had to quickly step out of them, making me really look
stupid, naked with only shoes and socks on.
They both started to laugh at me, which triggered me to do the same to, first, Jada, grabbing her
shorts and pulling them all the way down, before turning quickly around and doing the same to
Elisa. It revealed both had come commando. So now they too had to struggle not to trip, quickly
stepping out of their last piece of clothing, except for their sandals. Contrary to me they looked
ravishing completely naked but still wearing their heels. I quickly removed my shoes and socks.
The music kept going and so did the girls, getting closer and closer to me with their hot naked
bodies rubbing up against me bringing, my up to then, half-erect wiener to full mast. They
dropped to their knees, one on each side of me, and began to masturbate me with their mouths
one on each side, sliding up and down and each in turn taking the head between their lips, giving
it a lick with their agile tongues. Every time one came to the top she took it in deeper and deeper
until at last it was completely gobbled up in Jada’s mouth.
God, she was as good, if not better, than her sister Elisa, who was now licking and caressing my
balls, taking one after the other into her hot mouth. I groaned, this double act was totally
unexpected and something I had never experienced before in my life.
But it had to stop. I bent my knees and slowly went down, coming face to face with them, they
looked terribly disappointed, especially Jada who looked at me with puppy eyes, slightly angry as
well, like a kid whose sweet you have just taken away. I entwined my fingers with hers so I could
keep her from falling and pushed lightly so that she had to sit on her butt from the squat she was
in and then pushed further, till she was lying flat on the floor, I had to taste her pussy, even if it
was the last thing I did today, so I grabbed her ankles from behind and pushed her legs over her
head, bringing her muff and butt up and forward to give me total unhindered access to her very
nicely, completely shaved, snatch.
I dove in like a thirsty, lost wanderer coming out of the desert and discovering a pool of water.
She tasted divine and soft and warm, and quickly also very wet, once I got her juices flowing.
While I was licking and sucking, on all fours, I felt an agile small electrician’s hand sneaking up on
my throbbing member, starting to milk me like a cow while tickling my balls in the process. God
this girl was unbelievable.
Jada was holding my head, moaning and whimpering pushing it harder and harder to her snatch,
allowing me to slide my tongue deep into her love canal.
“Oh yes, suck on my clitty, make me cum, drink my juices!”
I felt her starting to shiver and shake and let go of her ankles, letting her lower them, then arch
her back, pushing her pussy harder into my mouth. That allowed me to slide a finger into her slick
tunnel, quickly followed by a second one.
From behind me, I heard Elisa moan, “I want your dick in my pussy, I want my part of the fun!”
I guess that Jada had also heard her sister’s complaint, as she moved away from me and said,
“turn around, and lie on your back, so my sister can ride you!”
Now, who am I to ignore such a nice request, so I did exactly what Jada asked me to do and I
saw Elisa squat over me, grabbing my cock and sliding it with one movement into the confines of
her tight channel.
“Yes, fuck me, fuck me please, like I know you can, make me cum!” she shouted.
Jada did not rest, she squatted over my face, blocking my view of Elisa riding my cock, but
replacing it with an up-close view of her moist pink oyster. She had pulled herself open with her
fingers, parking her precious sensitive pearl right over my tongue, urging me on to continue what
I had been doing before.
“Please lick my pussy, make me cum, I want to feel your hot mouth and tongue again on my
aching kitty!”
All I had to do was start licking and drinking again from her fountain to my heart’s content,
enjoying her tangy, musky-flavored girly juices while my dick was being massaged in a hot, silky,
sheath by Elisa’s rippling muscles, bringing me to ecstasy.
I could sense that Elisa was the first to go into orgasmic convulsions as I felt her body go rigid
and shiver as she was contracting down my shaft.
“Aaah, yes, yes, yes, oh God this feels soooo goooood!” Elisa shouted over the music that was still
going loudly, as she inundated my cock with her hot juices. I held on by the skin of my teeth, as I
wanted to make Jada cum before I did, so I redoubled my efforts on her throbbing pussy, while
inserting a still wet fingertip gently into her asshole wiggling it about. That got her quivering and
shaking, pulling her stomach hard in and out, indicating that her orgasm was inching close to a
boiling point, before finally cresting.
“Yes, yes I’m cccuummminnggg, I’m cccccuuuuuummmmminnnnggg,” She too was now shouting
at the top of her voice, spraying my face and chest with lots and lots of girly cum, almost
drowning me. Jada went all limp after that and slid backward to the floor, giving me a full,
unobstructed view of her sister Elisa, impaled on my, still very hard, joystick.
Still looking through orgasm-glazed eyes, Elisa who had now come down from her first orgasmic
bliss and could fully see me once more, started riding me again, massaging my still-hard cock, her
pussy muscles rippling down on me bringing me closer and closer to my own peak. I now had full
access again to her small but perky boobs, which I started to massage while pinching her rock-
hard nipples. This in turn made her arch her back pushing them out into my eager hands while
tightening her stomach. Her pussy was convulsing on my cock giving her a smaller, but still
intense second orgasm, while making her pussy walls contract hard around my dick, and taking
me over the crest with her.
“Yes I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oh God this feels soooo gooood!” I shouted, filling her pussy
with my gooey gunk.
She went all limp and came slowly down onto my chest, still panting and shivering from some last
orgasmic convulsions rippling through her naked, very hot, and sweaty body.
It took all three of us about ten minutes to come back to our senses; we all sat on the floor
looking and smiling at each other.
“Dear God girls, that was some video session. I am not sure I learned a lot but I sure had a good
time trying.”
“Yes, it was great, this is a far better way to spend an afternoon than what we usually do on a
Sunday,” Elisa said. “Don’t you think Jada?”
“Yes, if we can keep this up, I’ll come to work for you for free,” she said with a giggle.
“Darling Jada, if you keep this up, I’ll pay you double,” I replied with a big smile.
“And yes I would absolutely love for you to come work for me, even without the sex, so just let
me know when you can start. Though I may need you for this video session I have to do with
Linda for Astrid’s shop, uh excuse me ‘boutique’”.
“When would that be,” Jada asked.
“I’m not sure yet sweetie but it’s bound to be next weekend or the one after. I’ll let you know as
soon as possible.”
“If it’s at a weekend it’s not a problem, so don’t worry I will be there.”
Visiting the cellar did not come up anymore, so I kept quiet about it, not entirely sure if I wanted
to pursue a career as a Master in the BDSM club; I needed to find out more before I would dare
to take Jada on in that respect as well.
So we all got dressed again and the girls said their goodbyes. I was in dire need of a rest after
being sandwiched between these two young fillies for a big part of the afternoon.
 Chapter 17
Grace and the palace

I urgently needed to contact Grace, as I wanted to use her house and pool as a venue for the
video show with Linda, modeling Astrid’s lingerie, swimwear, and sleepwear lines. I called her
Monday morning bright and early.
“Hello Grace, can I disturb you?”
“Oh hi, yes no problem, what’s up?”
“I have a big favor to ask.”
“Wow, now you’re making me curious.”
“You see I need to shoot a video with Linda, a fashion model I’m sponsoring who’s working for
Astrid, showing a bunch of lingerie, bathing suits, and sleepwear stuff and I’m looking for a
venue, and I was thinking that your place would be an absolute dream location for this, especially
your pool area, but maybe also some of your inside rooms.”
“Wow again, that is heavy, you’re taking me by surprise.”
“If you don’t like the idea, don’t worry I’ll find somewhere else to do this; I don’t want to
inconvenience you in any way.”
“No, no, it’s not that, it’s just the idea that completely surprises me and why you thought of my
place.”
“You do have a fantastic place, it oozes richness and also a bit of sex, very suitable to present
sexy underwear or lingerie as Astrid prefers to refer to it. But again don’t feel in any way obliged
to accept.”
“No, in fact, I’m honored that you thought of my place, but I may have something even better for
you. For the moment I have this palatial home for sale in my portfolio and we could kill two birds
with one stone. You need a place for your video, I need some good pictures of this place I am
trying to sell at a huge price, so let’s make a deal: while you do your video thing you can also take
some nice photos, for me…for free?”
“You sly little conniving woman, taking advantage of a poor lonesome man begging for a small
favor. OK, I’ll take it! You’ve got a deal, but I need to see the place first before I can agree of
course.”
“You won’t be disappointed, it’s absolutely fabulous; it’s also fully furnished, and aside from the
outdoor and indoor pool, you will have plenty of rooms to choose from for your sleepwear videos.
One thing though it has to be next weekend or the one after because I only have the sales option
for one month and I need weekends for viewings with potential buyers. After that, if it’s not sold,
I might lose the deal to another realtor.”
“When can I see it; is today early evening a possibility?”
“Yes, that’s OK, maybe you could take the pictures for me then, please?”
“How can I resist you when you ask so nicely? Text me the address and the time you expect me.”
“Is six OK for you?”
“Six is perfect, I’ll still have enough light to take the outside pictures, I’ll bring some extra lights
for indoors, see you then. Cheers for now and thanks!”
“You’re welcome, always like to help a friend.”
So that evening I packed my gear with some extra floodlights I might need for indoor pictures and
set out to the address Grace had texted. Arriving there I must admit, it was impressive and really
palatial as Grace had mentioned. There was a big entry gate behind which I saw a path lined with
nice oak trees, but no residence in view, it must be somewhere in the back, unable to be seen
from the street.
I pushed the button on the pole that was 6 meters (20ft) before the gate and was immediately
connected by video to the house I guessed, Grace was on the screen.
“Ah you’ve arrived, let me buzz you in.”
I heard a buzzing sound and the gates slowly swung open, allowing me to drive through. Once in,
they quickly closed again, probably to keep the riffraff out. The driveway meandered through a
wooded area, with the occasional view over an immaculate lawn, golf club grade. Finally, I saw
the house, Grace had certainly not exaggerated: palace was the more appropriate word to
describe this residence. Grace was at the front door waving at me. I parked, stepped out of the
car, and walked toward her.
“You didn’t exaggerate when you called this a palatial home, I am duly impressed with what I’ve
seen so far. I can imagine you want to sell this place, there must be a big commission attached to
it.”
“Yes, there is, if I can sell it! I won’t be able to retire yet, but it will definitely make my year very
successful.”
“Excellent, I would like to get started immediately with the outdoor photos if you don’t mind, while
there is still plenty of daylight.”
“Yes, by all means, it will also give you a good feel of the place and allow you to figure out how
you can use it in your videos.
“However before we start, I need to ask you if you have the permission of the owners for these
photos?”
“Yes, I have, and before you ask, I know you are a stickler for the legal stuff, I have it in writing.”
“God, why haven’t I met you before, or have I in a previous life maybe?”
“If that were true I would definitely remember, believe me.”
I grabbed my cameras and started walking back to get some good pictures of the gardens and the
front view of the place. In the back, there was, of course, the outdoor swimming pool and a
couple of tennis courts, not to forget the stables, for the moment without horses, but nevertheless
very impressive. It took me about three-quarters of an hour to get enough images for Grace to
choose from for her files and the sales brochure I presumed she wanted to make.
“OK, now we move inside - let me get the floodlights.”
“Can I help in any way?”
“If you don’t mind lending a hand we can be done faster.”
I handed Grace some poles, cables, and lights for her to carry inside and followed with a bunch of
others. I set up in the grand entrance with the impressive staircase, typical for these kinds of
places. In this case, the staircase was a double one starting in the middle and then splitting
halfway and turning left and right, ideal if you wanted to make a grand entrance when a party
was going on in that area. In the middle was a marble table with a big vase of the same marble,
unfortunately without flowers, but yeah the place was uninhabited for the moment, so no lady of
the manor to take care of these little things.
We walked through the different rooms on the ground floor, comprising a library, a music room, a
huge room that could be used as a ballroom, a living room, a TV room, a conservatory including
the indoor swimming pool, you name it, it was there. After that Grace took me below to the cellar,
well half cellar, only part of it was below ground level, allowing natural light to enter. There was a
huge kitchen, pantry, Billiards room, a small cinema for about fifteen people and of course a well-
stocked wine cellar, a pity we couldn’t stay a bit longer to discover what exactly was available and
sample some. In the end, I felt like I was walking around a contemporary Downton Abbey as in
the British television series.
The upstairs was equally impressive, with seven bedrooms, each with its own bathroom. We didn’t
bother to go to the servant’s quarters on the second floor we just took a peek at the attic, which
was enormous, part of it was equipped as a ballet training area with training bars and mirrors.
That last area, although very tricky with the mirrors, could be interesting for the video as well.
Coming down again to what Grace called the primary bedroom, (apparently the term master
bedroom has unacceptable connotations of the slave era these days), I felt a bit of tension in
Grace.
“It must be wonderful to be able to make love in these kinds of settings, don’t you think Lew? One
would really feel like a king and queen.”
“Yes, I can see that, I wouldn’t mind one bit to show a beautiful woman like yourself all the
corners of this room so to say.”
“Would you now?”
Grace was coming very close to me, putting a hand on my arm.
Did I read her right? Would she risk playing around in this room? Should I make advances?
With my motto ‘A no is a given, a yes you may get if you ask’ in mind, I turned towards her, bent
down a bit, and very carefully placed a kiss on her lips, while my arm went around her waist.
Grace lifted her face, opening her lips slightly, inviting me to tickle them with my tongue.
She put her hand on the back of my head, really pulling me into her, and started one of her
tongue tangos. I quickly joined in, exploring her mouth again after so many weeks and finding
myself immediately at home again.
After about a minute of this tangoing, we separated and looked at each other.
“Should we be doing this here?” I asked Grace.
“Maybe better not, we don’t want to mess up this bedroom - I would have a hard time explaining
it to the owners afterward.”
“Would the indoor swimming pool maybe be a better idea Grace?”
“You devious little devil;” she said, “but yes very clever of you, “let’s get downstairs.”
We scrambled downstairs, as fast as our age allowed, and once in the pool area, began tearing at
each other’s clothes. In about ten seconds flat we were both buck naked and resuming our
exploration of each other’s mouths and bodies.
“Oh God, I’ve missed you Grace.”
“I missed you too, certainly after you rekindled my fire during our little dinner party.”
“Shall we play a bit around in the water?”
“Yes, let’s.”
Hand in hand we walked towards the built-in stairway leading into the nice warm pool and
resumed our kissing. After a while I picked Grace up and put her on the edge of the pool, opening
her legs orally attacking her pussy adorned by her fiery red bush. She tasted delicious, and I
immediately went for her clit, tickling it with my tongue until it came out from under its hood to
play. My hands were in the meantime exploring her C-cups pulling at her nipples, doubling them
in size, and enticing loud moans from her rosy red lips. Once her clit was erect and exposed, I
extended my licking and sucking to the rest of her snatch, opening up the outer labia to bring out
the lovely flower of her inner ones and allowing my tongue to dive into the pink flesh of her sleek
tunnel. Grace pulled my head into her folds moaning and whimpering, and I redoubled my efforts
to bring the maximum enjoyment to her pleasure garden.
“Yes, I missed this, you are so good at this, keep going, make me cum, I need it, I need it bad…”
Licking and sucking I couldn’t very well respond, so I made some grumbling and growling sounds
deep in my throat, thus sending added vibrations into her pussy resulting in high-pitched
whimpers from her side.
“I feel it coming, I feel an orgasm coming, keep sucking, it’s almost there…” She whispered.
Hearing this, I concentrated again on her clit, licking and alternating with little bites and sucking.
Grace began shaking and shivering, closing her thighs around my head, making it impossible for
me to move. She arched her back, going completely rigid, her pelvis pushing and pushing until I
had to hold on with my hands to the side of the pool to stop myself from falling backward into the
water.
“Yes fuck, fuuuuuck, here it is, I’mmmmmcummmiiiiiiinnnnng!” Grace shouted out loud, spraying
my face with her wonderful girl juices, once, twice, three times squirting large amounts of her
deliciously tasting girly cum directly into my mouth. Oh, how I’d missed that woman’s taste over
the past weeks.
She kept quivering like a leaf for another good fifteen seconds until it finally died down and she
fell completely limp, releasing my head from her thighs, and falling backward onto the side of the
pool, still panting. I caressed her thighs encouraging her back from her orgasmic convulsions.
Finally, she sat up straight again and looked at me with orgasm-glazed eyes, and took my head in
her hands bending deep forward to kiss me, tasting her own pussy on my lips.
Then she whispered, still slightly out of breath, “thank you.”
“Why don’t you join me in the pool for a gentle swim while you recover darling?”
In answer, Grace let herself glide into the nice, warm water, sliding down my body – but was
stopped mid-way by my raging hard-on.
“What have we here? What obstacle is stopping me from sliding down into this pool? Should I let
the intruder in maybe?” She grabbed my cock and, placing it exactly where it needed to be, slid it
effortlessly into her folds thanks to all the lubricating fluids she had produced just before. It felt so
good to me to slide again into this mature pussy I had had the pleasure of experiencing before.
Thanks to the water helping me to support Grace I could start fucking her standing up with my
hands under her buttocks. I moved her up and down, it felt like masturbating my dick with her
pussy.
Grace had entwined her fingers behind my head helping to support her and making the up and
down movement, even easier, bringing me closer to a, so much wanted release. She provided
further encouragement by engaging again in a tongue-kissing contest, really sucking my tongue
deep into her hot mouth.
“Mmmmhhhh!” was all I could manage to say when I felt her pussy convulsing and contracting
down my shaft inching my orgasm closer to boiling point. Sliding her pussy all the way up to the
throbbing bulbous head and just moving her hot tunnel over that part, I finally exploded in
orgasmic bliss, squirting rope after rope of hot cum into her sleek tunnel. Some of it escaped and
floated up to the surface of the pool, making both of us burst out in laughter. As my cock lost its
rigid state, it slid out of Grace and she could finally put her feet on the bottom of the pool right
next to mine. I grabbed her hand and we slowly walked out, in search of a couple of towels,
which we quickly found.
“I’ll wash them and put them back as soon as I can,” Grace whispered.
Always the caring mother and housewife I thought.
Once dried we slipped again into our clothes and went inside the house. Dusk had already set in
we had been at all this for a few hours, and it was indeed already past ten. I quickly loaded up my
material, and we said our goodbyes, after agreeing I would try to set up the video session for next
weekend. I promised I would send her all the photos of the house the next day, bright and early.
We both jumped into our cars and drove back to the gate, where I stopped to take a final picture
of the majestic entry gate capturing the sun’s dying rays and giving it an even more fairytale look.
 Chapter 18
George and Janet.

The morning after my adventure with Grace in the swimming pool I had lots of work and lots of
calls to make; I started with Astrid.
“Hey Astrid, I’ve found a venue for the video shoot, but it’s only available next weekend or the
one after. You will love it, it’s a real palace: wonderful gardens, indoor and outdoor swimming
pool, scrumptious bedrooms, a majestic staircase, billiard room, stables without horse though and
there is even a ballet studio, so take your pick, this or next weekend.”
“Wow that is a lot to take in, I’m OK for either weekend, I’ve nothing special on hand, you need to
contact Bethany too for the makeup though.”
“Yeah I know, but you are the one providing the clothes and the main purpose is showing the
clothes. I’ll organize with Bethany and with Linda and with my new assistant, and with Grace who
has the keys to the property, so I’ll come back to you when I know more.”
“Great, thanks for doing all this.”
“Thanks for giving Linda such an opportunity, talk to you soon.”
Next, I dialed Bethany: ”Hey Bethany, Lew.”
“Yes I heard, I do know your voice by now,” she said with a chuckle.
“Oh, uh yes, sorry. So you remember that Astrid wanted this video for display in her shop, excuse
me boutique?”
“Yes, you needed to find a venue and set it up right?”
“Yes, well I found one, but it’s only available this or next weekend, and we do need your painting
skills for Linda, are you available on one or both of these weekends?”
“I can do both.”
“Great, so can Astrid, I’ll let you know which one when I’ve talked to Linda, cheerio.”
“Yes, cheerio to you too.”
Finally, I needed to call our star attraction, Linda, she too was available both weekends; all that
was left was to secure my help for this thing, Jada, who in the end, as it was school vacation, had
no problem either, so I decided to get it out of the way and do it the coming weekend.
I called them all back, including Grace to give them the time and date. Excellent, that was out of
the way, one thing I needed to know though was when was this grand opening of the BDSM club
planned, now that everything, as far as I knew, was installed, so I called Tanja.
“Tanja, darling, Lew here, do you have any idea when you want to open your new clubhouse?
Everything is installed to your specifications as far as I know so what’s the planning?”
“That is still not decided by the board yet. We still need lots of specialized items to be built and
installed and that could still take a few more weeks, my best estimate is the middle of next
month.”
“Oh, that is indeed another four weeks at least then?”
“Oh yes absolutely, don’t you worry, I’ll give you plenty of warning before it happens; I may want
to pay you a visit one of these days to inspect the work that is already done, when would be
suitable?”
“I’m free Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday evening after closing time.”
“Mmmmm, how about…uh Friday evening then, maybe afterward we can have dinner together?”
“Sounds excellent, what time do you prefer?”
“Shall we say six-thirty? Shall I book a table at The Deerhunter for eight?”
“Great I’ll be expecting you.”
All that was left for me to do was book a return flight to Rome. In a few weeks, it was Catharina’s
birthday, and I wanted to congratulate her in person, after all, she was my very first nude photo
model, and this was the big one, the big five O, yes sir she was turning fifty this year and I
absolutely wanted to be there for her and forget about my turning sixty a few weeks later. Around
ten I was done, everything arranged, everything booked, ready for another day at the grindstone
in the shop, and it didn’t take long for the shop bell to ring.
When I came forward there was this couple, a big guy, my guess was at least one-meter-eighty-
something (6ft), about my size, but a lot more muscles, brownish short clipped hair, big hairy
hands. The woman was just a little shorter, but thanks to her heels, around the same height, with
fake red hair and sporting a serious rack.
“How can I be of assistance to you folks?” I asked in my normal friendly manner.
“Do you do portraits?” the man asked.
“Yes sir I do, couples portraits, singles portraits, babies, dogs, anything you like.”
“Excellent, we would like some portraits of ourselves for our twenty-fifth anniversary.”
“Excellent idea sir, and when would you like to do this?”
“How about right now?” The guy responded.
“No problem, mister…?”
“Oh sorry, my name is George and this is my wife Janet.”
“Yes, I’m Lew, but I guess you already knew that?”
“Yes we did, you were recommended by a friend of ours.”
“Excellent, it’s always nice to hear that people have recommended you, it means at least one
satisfied customer.”
“Please come through into the studio so we can see what and how we are going to portray you
and your lovely wife.”
Once in the studio, I gave them a short overview of the possibilities, after which we sat down to
discuss what exactly it was they were looking for.
“So, do you want to go for something frivolous, or more serious like official portraits or maybe a
bit naughty?”
“What exactly do you mean by naughty?”
“I mean with maybe a bit of nudity, that’s very popular these days, even sometimes completely
nude pictures, tasteful mind you, none of the naughty bits showing, just hinting at them.”
“You are a man after my own heart, that’s exactly what we want, and I want some tasteful
pictures of my wife as well, showing all her assets though.”
“That’s fine, no problem. You want to go immediately to full nude, or shall we build up to it?”
“Uh, maybe build up to it?” He replied hesitantly.
“Yes no problem, now all we need to do is choose the setting, the best thing is to keep it simple, a
neutral background and a simple easy chair, let me set that up for you and we’ll take it from
there.”
I pulled down the white background and set the chair I had used with Nancy in the middle of it.
“Shall we start with the two of you then? Janet, can I ask you to open up your lovely blouse so we
can see your bra and you George, unbutton your shirt, please? Janet, you sit in the chair and
George you take up a position behind her. Lean into her and put your hand on her shoulder giving
the impression you are sliding her blouse open.
“Excellent, please keep the pose so I can take some photos from different angles.”
“Shall we take it a bit further now? Janet please remove your blouse and bra and then slip your
blouse back on, similar but slightly more revealing, George can you take off your shirt
completely?”
George had hair all over his chest, Janet clearly was a D-cup with nice pointy breasts, crowned by
large darkish areolae and prominent nipples, which were already quite erect: nerves, the cool of
the air on her skin, I could only guess.
“Now sit sideways in the chair Janet, with your back against one armrest and your legs over the
other, George you cover up Janet’s right breast, with your hand.”
George put one of his hairy hands over Janet’s breast, drawing a little moan from her, no real
change in her nipps, so it was clear that the protruding nipples had nothing to do with nerves or
arousal but were simply signs of being cold. Again I took pictures from different angles using
different types of lighting. I love to work with narrow-beam spotlights, leaving most of the body
almost in the dark, while accentuating the lighted part.
“OK Janet, now is the time to get completely nude, and you to George, get all your gear off,
including shoes and or socks.”
When they both got completely naked I could see what Janet looked like, I couldn’t judge if the
hair color was fake as she had clearly had a Brazilian wax: her pussy was very neat, only the
outer labia showing, looking like a ripe plum. George was really hairy like a bear, but his pubic
hair was trimmed.
Once they had shed their clothes they stood awaiting my instructions, I had them take up
different poses, each more revealing than the previous one, but all in good taste, until George,
who was by now sporting a raging hardon, took up a position behind Janet and simulated fucking
her from behind.
“Wow George, do you want a picture of this pose as well?” I asked.
“Yeah, why not,” George replied, but not fake, I’d like it to be real.
“If that’s what you want George, no skin off my nose, I’ll shoot it.”
Upon which George spit in his hand, smeared it all over his dick, and penetrated Janet from
behind with his 18 cm (7 inches) hard cock and started pumping away. I thought I noticed Janet
wince when George penetrated her, but it was just a flash.
“Hold on George, these are stills, you want movement, I can do movement on video if you want
to.”
“Yeah, do video as well.”
Now all hell broke loose. George was pumping away like mad while Janet starting making noises.
“Aaaaah, aaaah, aaaaaah!” It sounded fake though, and Janet’s body language was not giving
signs of arousal nor pleasure, rather more as if she was in pain. I pride myself on being a fairly
good reader of body language, especially when it comes to the arousal of women. I can spot a
fake orgasm a mile off, and this was very clearly a fake reaction from Janet.
“Could I stop you there George, please?”
“Whatever for, Janet is having fun and me too, why do you want me to stop?”
“I am afraid that Janet is not having fun, in fact, in my opinion, Janet is suffering.”
“No, no I like it!” Janet interjected.
“I am afraid I need to disagree with you there Janet; you are not enjoying this one bit. Faking
that you’re enjoying it is no good for either of you As far as I see, this is a consensual rape if such
a thing exists.”
“You are overstepping the mark buddy!” George shouted.
I ignored George and spoke to Janet. “Janet, please stop it, you are in pain, I can’t allow it.”
All of a sudden Janet broke down and started to cry hard.
“What’s up, honey? Shall I thump this idiot in the face?” George said.
“No George,” Janet replied, “He is right, I don’t like what you are doing and I was faking enjoying
it. I have been faking my orgasms for the past twenty-five years.”
“No, no that is not true, I can see that you have orgasms every time and good ones, I hear it in
your voice, I see it in your body.”
Janet cried harder and harder, thus confirming her difficult confession. Wow, this was heavy, a
woman confessing to her husband that she’s been faking everything for twenty-five years and all
that in front of a total stranger. George looked at his wife and had no idea what was happening to
him, his whole world crumbling in front of his eyes.
“No honey this can’t be true, I would never force myself on you, you always immediately went
with it.”
“Yes, George…” Janet said in between cries, “It’s my fault that I always pretended to like what
you were doing, but I never derived any pleasure from it. I’m so sorry.”
“No darling, I should be the one sorry for not seeing it. I could never imagine forcing myself on
you, I honestly thought that you liked our sex life.”
I needed to do something for these poor folks, this could directly be leading to a big break, maybe
even a divorce, and it was clear that deep down they loved each other. This was a clear case of a
total lack of sexual education on both sides, combined with terrible communication. I couldn’t
imagine that this sort of thing was still happening in our liberated times.
“Listen, Janet, George, what you need is proper education, something you never got when you
were young. So you married twenty-five years ago, how old were you?”
“I was eighteen,” Janet said in between sniffs, “and George was twenty-two, and I was pregnant
with our now twenty-four-year-old and only daughter Dawn.”
“I see and you were never properly told what sex was all about, you had to figure it all out by
yourselves.”
“My mother told me that men want to have sex and that we women have to accept that and make
sure they enjoy it and had orgasms to impregnate us, a woman enjoying sex was a harlot, a
whore.”
“Oh my God, one of those, and I bet George that your sex education was not much better?”
“Uh, my dad told me that women are naturally inclined to pleasure us and their pleasure is second
to ours and you could always tell by the sounds a woman was making if she enjoyed it or not.”
“Oh boy, have you two got a lot to learn.”
Both looked at each other as if they had stolen a cookie out of the cookie jar and got caught red-
handed.
“OK, it’s never too late to start a sex education, George have you ever seriously looked at Janet’s
pussy?”
“You mean her vagina?”
“Strictly it’s her vulva George, but I prefer the word pussy, it’s far more friendly than the correct
term. Same as a penis, we call it a cock or a dick. Now I am even giving you guys language
lessons as well,” I said with a chuckle which got a small cagey laugh, hopefully breaking the
tension a bit between them.
“Good back to the pussy, and believe me, George your Janet has a very beautiful one, many
women would be jealous and many men would drool over it.”
That at least put a big smile on George’s face and a small one through Janet’s remaining tears.
“Janet can you please take a seat again in the chair, your enticing butt on the edge and your legs
slightly open, so that George here can get his first lesson in pussy reading. You George come over
here and kneel between her legs so that you have a front-row view of Janet’s treasure”
Surprisingly, George’s aggressive attitude had completely disappeared and he took up the
indicated position.
“Now George look closely, Janet has very pretty outer labia, or lips if you prefer, completely
closing off her, yes vagina, you see the term vagina is actually the opening you put your cock in
when you have intercourse, vulva or pussy is the term used for the whole thing. Janet’s pussy
looks like a ripe plum you see?”
“Yes, now that you mention it, it does, doesn’t it?” George mumbled more to himself than to me.
“If you now open the outer labia, always handle a pussy carefully George it’s a highly sensitive
thing, so if you open them with your fingers, “I said while demonstrating it, “you will see the inner
labia appear, they open up like a flower. Now you try.”
George hesitantly put a thumb on each side of Janet’s outer pussy lips, like he had seen me do it,
and pressed, opening them up indeed like a flower, unveiling the inner lips.
“Wow, this looks really beautiful!” George exclaimed.
Janet released a small moan.
“Now comes the most important part George, right here at the top of Janet’s snatch, another
word for this most beautiful part of the female anatomy, you see a little protrusion, now that is
the pleasure center, covered by a protective hood. If you caress this hood and slide it up with
your thumb, you will see something that looks like a very small penis come from under it. This
part is called the clitoris or clit for short; stimulating this tiny thing will almost always give a
woman an orgasm, a real orgasm, not a fake one. This little pearl is just a small part of Janet’s
clitoris, that is the visible part the biggest part, almost the size of your cock resides inside her
body and is invisible.”
From the look on his face, I could see that George was fascinated by this wonderful, for him up to
now secret, female world that was unveiling itself before his eyes.
“Shall we try to give Janet her first real orgasm George?”
“Yes, by all means, I want to make up for all these lost years!”
“Excellent, now spit or suck on your finger and then gently, ever so gently rub the clit, as if you
were manipulating the little keyboard nub or mouse as they were called, on early IBM laptops.”
George sucked his finger into his mouth and then extremely gently started to rub Janet’s clit,
almost immediately drawing a moan from her lips.
“You see George, you touch the mouse in the right place and it responds immediately.”
“Oh my God, this is amazing!” George cried out.
“Oh honey, yes this is wonderful, I like it, I like this a lot,” Janet whispered.
“You want to make Janet cum for real George?”
“Yes, yes by all means.”
“Ok, this might be a big challenge for you, but instead of your finger, use your tongue on Janet’s
clit.”
“What! My tongue, isn’t that nasty? What about the taste?”
“Don’t worry about the taste, for now, only think of Janet’s pleasure, you’ll probably find you’ll
start to enjoy the taste after a while, you will even start to crave it, believe me, I speak from
experience.”
Very hesitantly George bent his head towards Janet’s nether regions, extending his tongue and
carefully flicking the tip just over Janet’s clitty, again drawing louder moans and whimpers from
her, this seemed to give him the courage to lick her pleasure bean with his full tongue. Janet’s
motor was running now for real, as she started to push her pelvis carefully into George’s face, not
wanting to upset him and stop his ministrations. Luckily for her, it had the opposite effect, George
now went for the full treatment: he started sucking on her clit, even going down a bit with the flat
of his tongue and discovering her entire pussy. Slowly but surely I heard Janet’s breathing
increase, she was already arching her back, pushing out her enticing big fun bags, pulling in her
stomach, grabbing George’s head, and pulling it against her pussy. In the meantime, I had taken
a few steps away from them to give them a bit more privacy.
“Fondle her tits, George,” I whispered.
He did just that as I saw her first real orgasm inching towards boiling point.
“Slide your finger into her vagina George,” I whispered in his ear.
Janet went berserk. She started convulsing, drawing George’s face tighter into her, while George
was sucking and licking like crazy, clearly feeling his wife was coming closer and closer to
something he had never experienced before with her.
“Yes, yes oooooh George, yes, fuck fuck, aaaaah I’m cummmmiiiiinnnng; I’m cumming George
oooh baby yes, yes, YES…
Janet was shaking and shivering so hard I had to hold her by the shoulders so she wouldn’t fall
out of the chair. After about thirty seconds, she collapsed, going completly limp; she seemed to
have lost consciousness.
“It’s OK George, you can stop and let Janet come down from her orgasm now.”
George sort of fell on his butt, panting himself from this earth-shattering experience.
In between breaths, he said, “God what was that?”
“That George, was a real orgasm, not a fake one like you have experienced the past twenty-five
years.”
“This is unbelievable, I could never imagine it would be this intense, that this little nub, which I
never even knew existed up to about half an hour ago, could bring this much intense pleasure to
my beloved wife, oh God we have really been in the dark when it comes to sex.”
“Have you never watched porn then?”
“No, that was described to us as sinful and was only watched by people with sick minds.”
“You will never hear me say that porn is real, also in fact most of it is very fake. A lot of what is
shown will never give a woman a real orgasm, but you can learn a thing or two about the female
anatomy. There are also some educational videos on porn sites, the trick is to find them. One of
those is, a very interesting Dutch site, ‘The Secret Circle’ and they have educational programs as
well; like ‘With three in bed’ presented by a leading female sex therapist, Kaat Bollen, broaching
different topics, the first one, if I remember correctly was about listening to each other.”
Janet was slowly coming back to this world with a big smile on her face.
“Oh darling that was wonderful, thank you.”
“You better thank Lew, dear he was the one that saw through our fake sex and guided me
through the process that led to your first real orgasm.”
“Thank you, Lew, how can I ever thank you for opening this whole different world to us.”
“Easy Janet, first give your daughter a good sex education so she won’t have to wait for twenty-
five years to experience her first real orgasm, and second give George a blowjob for finally
admitting he was mistaken and as a result was open-minded enough to do something about it.”
“A blowjob?” they said in unison.
“Yes my darlings a blowjob, I hope you know what a blowjob is?”
“No,” they said again in unison.
“Come on guys, a blowjob, sucking-dick, fellatio, the male counterpart of cunnilingus - never
heard of it?”
“Uh no,” Janet replied.
“Jesus, you guys have really been living in the dark ages, although I think they did these things in
those days as well. OK, Janet, like George was licking and sucking on your clit, you now take his
cock in your mouth and lick and suck on it, preferably until he cums, but be careful, as the first
time you get semen or cum, in your mouth, it may taste queer. Again in time, you may start to
like it, it’s an acquired taste, some women even crave it after a while.”
“Should we try that George?” Janet asked still in a scared voice.
“You know what guys, go to dressing room one, explore there some more on your own, in total
privacy, you can take a shower afterward. I’ll see you when you’re done, take all the time you
need.”
I left them a bit flabbergasted but saw them get up and go to the indicated dressing room closing
the door behind them. I didn’t want to be a witness to their newly discovered sex games, besides,
I had lots more to do in my computer room, the first thing being to watch my video recording of
Elisa and Jada. I was really curious how that turned out, especially the sequence I filmed at high
speed.
I was not disappointed. It was an absolute turn-on to see Jada’s tits flop from under her top in
slow motion as she lifted it right in front of the camera; Oh God I would like to get my hands on
that girl’s enticing eighteen-year-old boobs. About an hour later, I heard a noise at my door as it
opened slowly.
“Hi Lew, we have finished, we cleaned everything up,” Janet said.
George added, “Foremost we want to thank you again for what you did for us; this has completely
changed our lives. Your analysis of our behavior and your knowledge of body language saved us
from a life without real sexual joy; we have no idea how we can ever repay you.”
“Well as I said, number one, educate your daughter and save her from a similar mistake. Oh and
by the way, if she wants, I am always looking for beautiful girls who want to pose in the nude for
me; if she takes after you Janet she must be a stunner.”
“I don’t know if she will want to be that liberated at once, but if she does I’ll certainly give her a
hint. I hope you don’t mind me asking, what you were just looking at, it seemed very juicy?”
“Oh, it was some video footage I took the other day, of a Latina girl, testing my new camera,
she’s a bit younger than your daughter, and will be my new apprentice as of next week. She
wants to go to photography school so to apply for a part-time job here was ideal for her.”
“You wouldn’t know anyone who can take on our daughter as an apprentice sommelier do you?”
“You won’t believe it, but I did that once, finding an apprenticeship as a sommelier. It was, in
fact, the very first girl I photographed in the nude, way back when I was young and handsome,
and on a business trip to Italy. I will visit her in a few weeks for the celebration of her fiftieth
birthday.”
“Do you think she would be willing to take on our daughter as an apprentice?”
“I have no idea, she and her husband Mario have a restaurant in Rome, I could always ask, my
motto is ‘no is a given, a yes I need to work on’. Send me some particulars of her studies ok?”
“Will do, bye for now Lew; when do you think our photos will be ready?”
“I have a small-size simple print here for you to choose the ones you would like in a bigger format
or in a photo album. Again let me know and I’ll make them or have them made for you.”
“Wonderful, thanks again, and bye for now.”
“Bye Janet, bye George.”
It does feel good to bring together two people who have been wandering basically in the dark and
helping to ensure the rest of their sex lives will be much more fulfilling and enjoyable.
 Chapter 19
Tanja and Vagina.
The rest of the week was rather uneventful but I was getting a bit nervous on Friday towards six
when I expected Tanja to arrive. After all, she was a force to be reckoned with: boss of the local
BDSM club, and master of, amongst others, Astrid, and who else? Just as I was about to close the
shop, she arrived, oozing authority, black suit with a mid-calf length tube skirt. I just got a
glimpse of a black bra underneath the jacket, black stockings, and black pumps with 12cm (5
inch) heels, making her taller than I was.
“Good evening Lew, ready for the inspection?”
“Should I play along and act as a sub ,” I wondered, “no I don’t think so.”
“Hello Tanja, and welcome; shall we go straight to the cellar?”
“Sounds good.”
We descended the round metal staircase leading to the cellar, and as I needed to switch on the
light for Tanja’s inspection, I led the way opening the door for her. Once we had entered, she
looked around.
“Excellent, I see the floor has been done in cast polished concrete as ordered; it gives a very
smooth surface, easy for removing any bodily fluids that may end up there. The walls have been
left as they were, raw concrete, excellent. Now let’s take a look at the electricals.”
“Elisa told me the controls are here in the corner, all built into this command post.”
After Elisa’s explanations, I could control some of the toys, like the winches, the sound system,
and a big part of the lighting, which was rather similar to what I had upstairs in the photo studio.
“Good, good, how about dressing and cleaning, mmhmm I see they have built a dressing room,
hopefully to my specifications, let’s take a look, yes indeed very nice. Excellent I like it. Have you
paid Jack’s and the plumber’s invoices?”
“Yes I have Tanja, their prices were very reasonable.”
“They had better have been if they want to remain members of the club. So let’s see what we can
install where.”
“You want to install more stuff?”
“Of course, these are the basics that you find in every normal warehouse, now we need to move
in the more specific toys we need.”
“Oh, and what would they be?”
“Well we need a St. Andrew’s cross, a spanking bench, a whipping post, a sex swing or two,
several restraining boxes, a dungeon and gynecology chair, great fun for aficionados, a little
leftover from our childhood when we wanted to play doctor, great isn’t it? Those are the big ones,
then we need cupboards to store the spanking gear like an assortment of Cat-O-Nine tails,
paddles, riding crops, and the restraining gear, like ropes in different thicknesses and chains,
nipple clamps, suction cups, one of which I mentioned to you the other day; we have a nice
assortment of Japanese nipple clamps with different weights in our collection.”
“Wow, that’s quite a lot.”
“Oh that is far from everything, we also have a very advanced fucking machine, different types of
normal and strap-on dildoes and butt plugs, loads of lubricants, oh, and a smothering bed, box,
and chair, multiple spreader bars, tons of rope, candles… We will need a lot of cupboard space to
store it all; I’ll get someone to make some more for us, now that we have ample space to put
them.”
“So that’s why the inauguration is still a few weeks off then?”
“Yes, it will take several more weeks to first move our current stuff here, and put in the additional
cupboards and tools and fill them.”
“OK, I think I have seen everything.”
“Great, could I invite you to my apartment for a pre-dinner drink maybe?”
“Sounds excellent, I will tell you some more about our lifestyle then; please lead the way.”
Once in my apartment, I offered Tanja a glass of Champagne.
“How did you end up in this lifestyle?”
“That’s a long and complicated story.”
“It’s early yet, so please do tell.”
“It started when I was very young, I don’t like to go too deep into the details, but suffice it to say
that I grew up in a household where my mother had a succession of abusive partners, most of
whom really didn’t appreciate me being around. I quickly learned to hide away whenever they
were present and consequently spent a lonely and scared childhood. My so-called virginity was
sold at an auction when I was fourteen to the highest bidder a month after I had been raped by
my mom’s partner while she was lying drunk and high on drugs on the sofa. From then onwards I
was lent out to different men by my mother and her then partner for fun and games, I was the
main breadwinner for two years. “
“As I wasn’t present during the auction itself, I learned later on that there had been some sort of
bidding had happened to sell my virginity. I fled from home when I was sixteen with the help of
some sort of overaged hippie and moved into his ‘love’ commune, where there was free sex for
all. It was there that I was properly introduced into the world of BDSM, at first as a slave, but by
the time I turned nineteen, I had become a Mistress.”
“That wasn’t a real nice childhood that you had then, though it does explain your attitude,
especially towards men.”
“Yes it does, but when I see a nice guy like yourself, I do recognize that not all men are animals
and rapists, but guys like you are rare. I was wondering how you became so woman-friendly?”
“That too is quite a story, it started with losing my virginity at the tender age of eighteen to a
thirty-six-year-old woman.”
“Twice your age, remarkable.”
“Yes, there does seem to be a pattern with these figures, eighteen, thirty-six, seventy-two; the
last one I definitely wish to reach.”
“But please would you mind sharing your story with me?”
“No of course not.”
I told Tanja of all my adventures with Alicia and how I even today see her sometimes. By the time
I’d finished, it was high time to go to the Deer Hunter restaurant, probably again to stir up
another wave of village gossip about myself, with yet another single woman. We enjoyed the
excellent food and wine that the place had to offer, we did go slightly overboard with the dishes
we selected, but hey Tanja was paying, and I let her choose the most expensive part, the wine.
After dinner, Tanja invited me to her place for a nightcap. Great I thought, I can see where and
how she lives, hopefully giving me a better insight into her private life, because after all, she
remained a bit of a mystery to me. I was in for a serious surprise. Entering her loft-style
apartment, the first thing that hit my eye was a steel cage with a naked young lady of perhaps 20
inside.
“Before you ask, this is my slave, and I call her Vag, short for Vagina. She is completely dedicated
to my vagina, to please it, to clean it, to pamper it. Vag, you may come out of your cage.”
“Thank you, Mistress, is there anything I can do for you?”
“No Vag go stand in your spot and be a nice ornament.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Vag moved to one of the pillars in the room and stood with her arms up in the air against the
pillar facing into the room and looked straight ahead with non-seeing eyes as if she was in a
trance.
“What would you like to drink, or would you prefer to inspect Vag a bit closer up?”
“Don’t mind if I do Tanja, I am a lover of feminine beauty and from what I see of her, she is very
beautiful. Oh, and cognac would be nice if you have it?”
“Go right ahead, ask her to do whatever you like; you can also touch her if you want.
“Vag, Lew will inspect you and you will allow him to do so, and do whatever he wishes afterward.
“Yes, Mistress.”
Moving closer to Vag, I could see how beautiful she was, her face was classic, like some of the
forties film stars, milky white flawless skin, no piercings, no tattoos, juicy breasts, with almost no
areolae and just a tiny nipple on each, a flat, toned stomach and an alluring navel, below which,
her mons veneris was slightly raised flowing into the nicely closed slit of her pussy, with below
that, beautiful toned thighs and legs and gorgeous feet with red painted toenails, the same color
as the nails on her hands. I lightly touched her right nipple which immediately sprung to attention,
it was clear she was a bit aroused, because of me or because her Mistress was there I had no
idea. I was curious and wanted confirmation that she was indeed getting a bit aroused, so I slid
the finger of my other hand ever so lightly over her slit, up and down, up and down, she moaned
almost inaudibly; I guess she didn’t want Tanja to overhear it.
She looked me straight in the eye and made a light almost imperceptible nod with her head as if
to say, yes please finger me, I want it, I need it. That was all I needed to wiggle my finger
between her outer labia to tickle her innies, immediately feeling the dampness of her pussy. It
was easy to slip my finger into her tight love canal, drawing another suppressed moan from her
lips.
“Is she allowed to orgasm?” I asked.
“If you want her to have one, go right ahead, but only if you think she deserves it.”
“Oh, she deserves it all right, if only by being as beautiful as she is.”
“By the way, I have a very nice Rémy Martin cognac here for you, fifteen years old, if you are a
fan I’m sure you will like it.”
“Wonderful, thank you.”
I couldn’t resist those perfect boobs any longer and proceeded to kiss and lick the one I had
lightly tickled before, freeing up my hand to slide it over her taut stomach and belly button. Vag
slightly bent her knees to allow me to better access her vagina, which I immediately did by
inserting a second finger inside while wiggling them and massaging her clit making little circular
movements with the palm of my hand over it. Vag started to moan and whimper, she still had her
arms and hands over her head holding tight onto the pillar she was leaning against. It was clear
to me that she was building up to an orgasm, arching her back, pushing her pelvis into my hand,
and pulling in her stomach resulting in light shivers. Her breathing was increasing rapidly pointing
to an orgasm that all of a sudden hit her as she cried out.
“Yes, yes ooooh, yes yes, aaaaaah, oh my God, oh my God I’m cumming hhhheeuu hhheeuuu!”
Vag flooded my hand with her girl’s cum.
“Vag, clean up your mess, clean up Lew’s hand, and thank him for making your cum!”
Vag did just that, she took my hand that was covered in her girly juices and started licking it
clean, and then bringing it up and drying it with her boob I hadn’t touched, once that was done,
she thanked me profusely for making her cum and disappeared. Looking after her I picked up the
cognac Tanja had poured and tasted it, it was sublime.
“Wow, your cognac is as good as your little toy slave, thanks for the experience, she is indeed a
gorgeous creature, I was wondering though exactly what Vag does for you, aside from taking care
of your ‘vagina’, or can I say pussy?”
“You can call it whatever you want. What does Vag do? She takes care of the apartment, cleans,
does the laundry, and cooks. She is an excellent cook, by the way, I’ll invite you and you can
sample her art because that’s what it is; she used to work as sous chef for a two-star chef before
I acquired her.”
“Was she not happy there then?”
“No not really, she had heard that these chefs abuse their personnel, shout at them, sometimes
even throw knives at them, but her chef was the complete opposite he was nice and friendly and
encouraging, almost like a real father and that’s not what she wanted. One evening, after I’d
dined at that restaurant, she came out into the dining room to take credit for her work and we got
talking.”
“I quickly found out that we were sort of kindred souls. I told her about our lifestyle and she
immediately asked me if she could come home with me. That was what she had longed for all
her life, without really understanding what it was she was looking for, and that’s how she became
my little cunt slave, now about two years ago when she was 20.”
“You have a very interesting life Tanja, maybe you should write a book about it, it might even be
a bestseller, who knows?”
“Maybe, if I can find a ghostwriter one day, I’ll think about it, but what concerns me now is your
well-being.”
“Me, I’m very happy, I’ve got a superb cognac in my hands, I was allowed to play with a gorgeous
female toy and I am looking at another beautiful woman right now.”
“Yes you played with her and you gave her an orgasm, but you did not get one yourself and I
want to remedy that right now!”
Tanja stood up and shouted: “Vag get your butt in here and undress me!”
Vag came running as if her tail was on fire and started to undress Tanja, it was obviously
something she’d done many times before. Less than ten seconds later, Tanja was completely
naked.
“Now undress Lew!”
“Hey hang on a minute…” I started to say, but Vag had pulled me out of the chair, she was
remarkably strong for such a slender girl, quickly undone the buttons of my shirt, and had me
naked in less than five.
“Now Vag, make sure Lew’s dick is hard, then prepare my pussy for Lew to slide his beautiful cock
into it.”
Vag dropped to her knees and gobbled up my already semi-hard cock into her hot mouth, working
her tongue on the sensitive underside and making it hard in record time. She quickly switched to
her Mistress, licking and sucking until I saw Tanja’s juices flowing down her chin. That done,
Tanja dropped to the floor on all fours, elbows on the mat, wiggling her enticing butt at me.
“Lew my favorite position is doggy style, now shove that lovely hard dick of yours in here!” She
said pointing at her vagina.
I took up my position behind Tanja, dropped to my knees, shoved my rock-hard dick into her
gaping flower, and started pumping away. I had lost track of where Vag was, but all of a sudden I
could feel her pulling on my legs to spread them. I had no idea what she had in mind until I felt a
soft warm tongue licking my balls and saw her head had appeared below me. She was moving
towards Tanja’s pussy and clit, seriously increasing the pleasure both of us were already
experiencing from our copulation. Tanja began moaning and pushing her abdomen towards Vag’s
hungry mouth, building up to her orgasm, thus increasing the pressure on my cock and making it
mighty difficult for me to hold off on mine.
“Oh yes, Vag suck on my clit, bite Lew’s balls, make us both cum!”
That scared me a bit, “bite Lew’s balls? - preferably not, just stick to the licking and sucking
please Vag,” I thought. However, Vag was following her Mistress’s orders and began nibbling at
my balls.
“Mmmh not unpleasant,” I thought and didn’t object to her ministrations.
It brought me closer and closer to my summit and I could also feel Tanja’s pussy muscles
contracting around my shaft as her orgasm was cresting.
“Yes ooooh yes, oh my God yes, make me cum, yes oh yes!” Tanja cried out at the top of her
voice.
Tanja’s orgasm also pulled me over the finish line, squirting loads of semen into her sopping hole.
I heard Vag hungrily sucking up our combined juices as they spouted out of Tanja’s cunt as I
pulled my cock out. Almost immediately I felt Vag’s hot mouth gobbling me up and sucking the
remaining cum out of me before returning to Tanja’s cunt to clean it up. I dropped to the side
exhausted, Tanja dropped to the other side with Vag’s mouth still attached to her cunt like a
vacuum cleaner. It took us a good ten minutes to come back down from our high. Vag had again
disappeared.
“Feeling better now?”
“Absolutely!”
“You care to take a shower?”
“Maybe we’d better.”
“Follow me!”
Tanja’s bathroom was nice and spacious with a huge walk-in shower. She turned the water on
and once it was the right temperature she took my hand and walked me inside. I was treated to a
hand wash and of course, returned the favor. Vag was waiting outside with fluffy towels with
which she dried us tenderly. She had even laid out our clothes, so we could get dressed again.
All done and dusted, I took my leave from this remarkable duo and went home.
Five hours from now I had to open my shop again for a busy Saturday.
 Chapter 20
Catharina’s birthday.

My regular readers will remember Catharina as my very first photographic model, well I knew that
her fiftieth birthday was coming up and I had contacted her husband Mario to find out if anything
special was planned. He confirmed that in two weeks, on Saturday, they would throw a big
surprise party for her. The restaurant would be closed to the public and only family and close
friends would attend. He confided that it had been difficult to keep it a secret from her, but he
had played dumb, telling her there was no time to do something big and it would be business as
usual in the restaurant with maybe a drink afterward with some friends.
I made arrangements to fly to Rome Saturday morning before the event. Closing the shop was a
bit difficult in the summer, but so be it, I too had a right to go on vacation, albeit a short one as I
would only be closed on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday being my normal closing days of the
week. I booked a return flight in business class leaving Friday morning with my favorite airline,
Brussels Airways; I still held a gold card, a nice perk left over from my working days. Mario had
booked me a hotel room in a place near the restaurant, allowing me to walk to the party.
When I got to the hotel, I gave Mario a call informing him of my arrival. He gave me the final
instructions for the party but had to confess that under pressure he had told Catharina I would be
there for the drink and that she would most probably call me to have dinner together that
evening, which of course she did. As we hadn’t seen each other in a couple of years, she would
have loads to tell me. At 8 I heard a knock on my door and there she was. When I opened it she
grabbed me in a bear hug and kissed me full on the mouth.
“Oh I am so happy to see you, it’s been far too long, you should come more often to Roma.”
“You are absolutely right darling, but I have been so busy the past year with my retirement and
setting up my photoshop and studio, I didn’t even have time to take a vacation, but hey, here I
am, I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”
“How is that working out for you? Do you meet many girls you can photograph in the nude, or are
you now only taking pictures of kids and pets?”
“You know me, you were my first nude model and it hasn’t stopped since you converted me. I do
take pictures of babies but often together with their nude mothers, and most importantly, I’m still
helping young girls with their careers as I did for this young Italian girl I once met here in Rome.”
“Yeah, you would, wouldn’t you, you’ve got to tell me all about it over dinner, let’s get going I’ll
take you back to a place you may remember.”
“You mean Antonio’s? Is the old rogue still in business?”
“Yes he is, and yes that’s where we’ll go.”
This was truly a trip down memory lane, I started to wonder if we were going to repeat that
whole evening tonight. Antonio still didn’t have menus in English, so Catharina ordered the food
and wine for both of us, and just the same as the first time it was excellent. She pumped me
about photoshop and I told her the whole story in detail.
“So you are still a bachelor, but taking care of the lonely ladies in your village, even getting a bit
kinky on the side, your own BDSM cellar, my God what will be next?”
“I am only renting the place to them, I’m absolutely not involved in the operation, aside maybe
from taking the occasional photo or video they want. The grand opening is coming up soon once
all these strange contraptions they want have been installed. But what about you, how are the
kids, they must be well in their twenties by now?”
“Marco is already 29, happily married with 2 kids, and working in the restaurant as a sous-chef, a
bit tricky with Mario as he wants him to excel at everything, you know how fathers can be. Mario
wants Marco to take over the restaurant in a few years. We’re not getting any younger ourselves
and Mario wants to travel the world. Last year we went on a cruise for the first time, in the
Caribbean, and he’s been bugging me ever since to do it again.”
“Cruises are indeed addictive so I’ve been told, I guess I would love them too, lots of single ladies
on board to take care off I heard,” I said with a wink.
“I can imagine that for you, these could be tiring vacations.”
“You have no idea, when I would come back from one of these I would immediately need another
vacation to rest. But hey enough daydreaming, how about your daughter Gina, how’s she doing?”
“Gina is 28, almost the same age you were when we first met, she’s still single, a bit shy maybe,
basically like I was when I met you. You know what, maybe you should take her out to dinner and
convince her to pose in the nude for you.”
“Come on, I will be 60 soon, what would a pretty young woman want with an old fart like me?”
“Mm I think you could teach her a trick or two, I know she is no longer a virgin but she hasn’t had
much experience with the male population. When do you have to go home?”
“I plan to fly back Monday evening.”
“Excellent, I will set up a date with you and her on Sunday night.”
“No honestly, I would feel embarrassed.”
“You shouldn’t, you’re still a very good-looking man and besides Italian girls usually go for older
men: I did, Mario is more than 10 years my senior.”
“Come on, it would be like she’s dating her father.”
“I don’t ask you to marry her, you only take her out to dinner, talk her out of her clothes, like only
you can, and as a bonus for her do your heavenly cunnilingus thing. Which, I must confess I hope
you will do for me later tonight, it’s just been too long since I experienced that pleasure.”
“That is a tall order, first going down on a married woman, which you know is totally against my
principles, and then, to top it, her daughter as well?”
“Will you, pretty please?” She looked at me with real puppy eyes, making me melt completely.
“OK, but just this once.”
“Yeah!” she said, clapping her hands.
“Are you done eating, or would you like a nice strong coffee?” she said, knowing very well I didn’t
like Italian espressos or ristrettos, so clearly trying to get me to move on.
“No, no, I’m OK.”
“Well let’s adjourn this meeting then and get busy with some serious stuff.”
We walked back to the hotel, and it was like that afternoon so many years ago all over again.
When we walked into my room we tore at each other’s clothes and in about 10 seconds flat we
were both lying naked on the bed. From then on it went slower and calmer, I guess our age had
something to do with that. We kissed, rediscovering each other’s bodies, exploring each other’s
mouths, like dancing a slow foxtrot rather than a boogie-woogie, feeling though as if it was the
very first time, circling our tongues around each other’s, caressing each other’s faces like the
lovers we once were.
“Oh darling, I missed this, you make me feel young again.”
Leaving her hot mouth I slid my lips over her cheeks, down her neck and shoulders to the top of
her breasts, which had become larger over the years, kissing my way towards her enticing areolae
and nipples. I took them one by one in my mouth and sucked them to full hardness; God, I loved
those boobs, still so firm. Catharina began to moan, taking my head between her two hands and
pressing it into her fun bags. I felt a light pressure on the top of my head pushing it down, it was
obvious she wanted me to start eating her out.
I slowed her down, tickling her sides with my nails, resulting in some shivers and she let go of my
head to try pushing my hands away. I moved my fingers down to her hips just out of her reach,
and my mouth to her abdomen, licking her cute little navel, enticing a giggle from her. Once
there, it was only a short distance to her pussy. Wanting to tease her, I went all the way down to
her knees, where I began to place little feathery kisses at the back, moving to her lower thighs,
working my way up, and approaching her vagina ever so slowly from below, teasing her. She
began squirming, trying to move her body down so my mouth would slide over her pussy lips, to
her frustration I moved down as well, thus keeping the distance between her pussy and my
mouth as I intended.
“Mmmm, stop that, please eat me!”
“Patience dear, your reward will be that much bigger when you let me do it my way,” I mumbled
from between her thighs.
I continued my trip up her thighs, licking and kissing closer and closer to her love garden, drawing
more moans from her lips. Grabbing her legs at the back of her knees, I pushed them up,
exposing her completely and giving me total access to her playground. I placed a kiss full on her
vertical lips followed by a flat tongue lick up to her clit, before making a U-turn and licking my way
back down, spreading her inner lips open with the tip of my tongue, sucking them one by one into
my mouth, as I finally snaked my tongue into her sopping hole.
Catharina’s juices flowed profusely over my face and into my mouth allowing me to savor the
tangy, sweet taste I remembered from my youth again. Speaking of a trip down memory lane,
this was definitely one of the better ones I had ever had. She was so wet I could easily slide two
fingers into her while moving my tongue back to her swollen love bean which had come out from
under its hood begging for my oral attention. Catharina’s breathing became faster and deeper
indicating the impending arrival of an orgasm. Her body began to shiver and shake, her back
arching and pushing harder against my face as she went into sensory overload, shrieking and
squealing.
“Yes, yes…Oh God aaaaaah…Give it to me, yes I’m cumming, cumming!”
It felt like being under a shower, as she squirted and squirted her juices all over my face and
mouth, thrashing about on the bed, almost throwing me off of her, and making it extra hard for
me to keep sucking on her clit, to keep her orgasm going. After a final arching of her back which
almost lifted my torso off the bed together with her, she came down and all of a sudden stopped
moving as if she had fainted. She was experiencing what the French call ‘La petite mort’, the little
death. I gently pressed the palm of my hand over her pussy, slowly bringing her down from her
orgasmic state. Her breathing slowed, while she grabbed my head with both her hands softly
bringing me up towards her mouth and giving me a loving kiss, clearly enjoying the taste of her
own pussy.
Looking into my eyes she said, “madre dio, I missed this, it’s been ages since somebody
worshipped my pussy as only you can.”
We both moved on our sides, just lying there a long time, gazing into each other’s eyes, tenderly
holding on, words no longer required, communicating through our eyes without words,
remembering our youth.
All of a sudden she sort of jumped up, grabbed my still rock-hard cock, and started pumping it.
“I almost forgot you didn’t cum, we can’t have any of that.” While she was speaking, she had
moved down and engulfed my cock into her hot mouth taking me all the way in, when all of a
sudden she sat up again.
“What a pity we don’t have Champagne, I can’t make you relive the trick I played on you that
afternoon in your hotel room so many years ago, remember?”
“As if I could forget, that was a once-in-a-lifetime experience for me, no woman has ever done
that to me again, I’ve had ice cubes shoved up my ass or applied to my nipples but never your
Champagne trick. I guess some things are meant to only happen once in a lifetime unless, when
you turn 60 I’ll come back and bring a bottle of ice-cold bubbly.”
“That’s a deal! But for now, I’ll fuck you, fuck you slowly, make the pleasure last.”
As I was already flat on my back, Catharina straddled me, assuming a cowgirl position, grabbing
my hard dick with her hand and maneuvering it strategically to the entrance of her pussy, still
extremely wet because of her orgasm. She impaled herself in one mighty shove until her pubic
bone hit mine and she started riding me expertly, driving me into the mattress.
She was a master amazon making all the right moves, up and down, forward-backward, even little
circles, stimulating every square centimeter of my cock with her well-trained pussy muscles, and
making me enjoy every ridge while bringing me higher and higher on my orgasm scale. I have no
idea how she did it but it felt as intense as if she was giving me a blowjob with her pussy, I even
had the feeling her tongue was licking around the head as my cock withdrew, giving me a similar
feeling when I was up close to her cervix. I was struggling to hold back from cumming as I
wanted her to come again but this time together with me.
To help bring that about, I moved one hand to her bouncing boobs, grabbing onto one and
pinching the nipple, while I pressed the other against her belly and sought her engorged, now
very sensitive little pearl with my thumb, giving it little flicks. I felt her pull in her stomach, and
arch her back while she pushed her boob into my hand, satisfied noises emanating from her
mouth inching her and my impending orgasm closer to boiling. All of a sudden her muscles were
rippling in ecstasy, and her body jerked as her orgasm hit her, thinking ahead I pulled out quickly,
as I didn’t want to deposit my cum in her pussy; Mario might find out we had sex.
I mouthed “Mario” after which she gave me an understanding look and pointed to her boobs. We
changed position in a flash with me straddling her, shoving my cock in the valley of her rack which
she then squeezed together, allowing me to give her a tit fuck and taking me quickly over the
finishing line, blasting 4 or 5 jets against her chin and all over the top of her boobs. After she had
coaxed the final drop out of me I collapsed onto her in post-orgasmic bliss. We just lay there,
squashing my cum between our bodies, our breathing slowing down in unison, in the afterglow of
our earth-shattering orgasms.
Taking a peek at the clock, Catharina leaped out of bed and hit the shower. When I too looked, it
surprised me it was already that late. Coming out of the bathroom Catharina said, “I must hurry to
get back, I am like Cinderella, I need to be back home before midnight when the restaurant
closes, otherwise Mario will begin to worry. As long as the service is running, he is completely
focused on his work, but once that is over and I am not there he will panic and wonder if
something might have happened to me.
“Don’t get up, get a good night's sleep so you are ready for tomorrow’s festivities, we expect you
at my ‘surprise’ party at noon.” She was out like a whirlwind.
With the very early flight I had taken and the bed gymnastics, I fell asleep as soon as I switched
off the light. Waking up the next morning was not the best of things that have ever happened to
me, my chest felt stiff with the dried cum all over it. I jumped out of bed to hit the shower and
clean up. As I wanted to look my best at the party, I took my time to wash my hair, and shave
wherever I deemed necessary, especially given the Sunday evening assignment Catharina had
given me concerning her daughter. Walking down to breakfast I started thinking how I was going
to approach this, how do you talk a girl, excuse me, a young woman, who thinks of you as an
older uncle, out of her clothes, and then proceed to eat her pussy?
Well first of all by having a good breakfast, that’s for sure. Breakfast didn’t bring me a solution
though, so I kept pondering how I was going to tackle this problem when all of sudden it came to
me. I had my computer with me, the force of habit, and over the years I had copied Catharina’s
photos from computer to computer. Maybe if I shared those with Gina, I might be able to
convince her to shed her clothes and pose for me as her mom did, and then hopefully the rest
would come naturally. It was a plan, and time would tell if it would work, but first I had a big
‘surprise’ party to go to.
Walking into Catharina and Mario’s restaurant at noon, the place was already filling up, the lovely
couple welcoming me at the door. They had been given the day off by their kids, Marco was busy
in the kitchen and Gina had assumed the function of her mom. It was a warm reunion, Marco
hugged me and kissed me as Italians do and so of course did Catharina. Gina was called by her
mother to greet me too with a big hug and kisses. I was quickly moved to a table where Antonia
was waiting for me, she was now well in her seventies but still as sharp as a nail, running her
winery with an iron fist, or so she told me over lunch. The lunch was sublime, Marco had outdone
himself, proving to his dad he was ready to take over the restaurant and let the ‘old folks’, as he
referred to them, retire and travel the world. Gina, who like Catharina, had trained under Antonia,
had chosen the perfect wines to go with Marco’s creations. She did come by my table several
times to chat; her mother had obviously told her she was going to have dinner with me that
Sunday evening. Whatever more she shared with her daughter I could only guess.
When the party ended around six and I said my goodbyes, Catharina took me aside and told me
that she had, sort of, told Gina about our past relationship, without revealing the whole history,
but explicit enough to pave the way to an enjoyable evening for me and her. Taking my leave
from Gina, I reminded her of our ‘date’. Smiling, she said, “I know, I’ll join you at the hotel around
8 o’clock. Shall we grab a bite to eat in one of my favorite places, or do you prefer a walk to work
off all the kilos you gained this afternoon?”
“I think I would prefer a walk if you don’t mind - afterward we can have a drink in the hotel bar
maybe?”
“OK, see you then.”
I had less than two hours to rest after a rather tiring afternoon reminiscing with all these people I
knew from way back. I fell asleep immediately when I hit my bed. At 7:45 the phone rang, picking
it up, a computer voice told me to wake up. I jumped out of bed, hit the bathroom, freshened up,
and put on a pair of slacks and a polo shirt, and I was in the lobby, a bit nervous, waiting for Gina
at 7:55. 8 o’clock sharp she walked in, the spitting image of her mother all those years ago, with
the same black wavy hair, hip-hugging jeans, and a crop top, just like her mom, giving a hint of
her cute belly button.
“Where shall we go? I guess you know all the touristy sights, but have you ever been to the
Vatican gardens?”
“No, not that I can recall, are they worth visiting?”
“Absolutely, and around this time, there won’t be many visitors.”
“Excellent, the Vatican gardens it is, do you mind if I bring my camera and take some pictures of
you as I did with your mother?”
“No, mom warned me that you like to take pictures of girls.”
“Correction Gina, only of beautiful girls!”
“Ah that’s another thing mom warned me about, you like to flatter girls.”
“What can I say, you are the spitting image of your mom, and I always thought of her as ‘my
Italian beauty’, which she still is, but I fear men always tend to go for the younger version when
available.”
“OK, you can stop the flattering, and let’s go before I turn all red and start believing it.”
We had a nice walk in the park and I took numerous photos of Gina, and like her mother, she felt
a bit awkward in the beginning, but gradually became more confident and took very similar poses
as her mother had so many years ago. Returning to the hotel, we adjourned to the bar and had a
nice glass of Spumante.
“There are some old photos of your mother I would like to show you on my computer, would you
care to come up?”
“OK, my mom told me that you might want to show me some special photos you took of her all
those years ago, is that what you want me to see?”
“I can’t keep any secrets from you, especially with your mom spilling the beans upfront.”
Comfortably settled in my room, I fired up the computer and put the show of Catharina’s photos
on. When we came to the photos I’d taken in her apartment I stopped the show.
“Why do you stop now?”
“The next photos might be a touch shocking; they are sort of revealing.”
“Oh you mean the nude pictures you took of my mom?”
“You know about those?”
“Of course, what do you think my mom told me about? I know exactly what happened that
evening in her apartment, so do you want to show me the pictures first, or shall I get undressed
so you can take mine?”
“Uh, slow down girl, are you sure you want to venture down the same path your mother took so
many years ago?”
“Sure why not, unless you think I wouldn’t measure up to my mom?”
“No absolutely not, you are already very beautiful as you are now, and I can only imagine how
beautiful you will be naked.”
Gina got up and started to undo the button and lower the zipper of her hip-hugging jeans, leaving
her in her crop top and panties. She had the most beautiful legs, lightly tanned, well they could
easily compete with her mother’s. Not stopping, she grabbed the bottom of her crop top and
pulled it up over her head, dropping it on the bed, next to her jeans. My eyes almost popped out
of my head as I viewed her fantastic body now only clad in a bra and panties. The bra quickly
joined the rest of her clothing on the bed followed by her panties.
“My God girl that was quick, please give me some time to adjust to all this naked beauty you are
treating me to.”
“Do I measure up to my mom?”
“Sure you do, are you certain you want me to photograph you like this? Your mom told me you
were rather shy, I guess she doesn’t know you all that well.”
“Did she say that about me? I must have a heart-to-heart with her on that subject! So not only do
I want you to photograph me like this, but I also want you to give me the same royal treatment
you gave my mom back then, she is still raving about it. Did you give her a repeat performance
last night?”
“Shame on you girl, you don’t ask a gentleman those kinds of questions, that is for me to know
and for you to guess. Let’s take some pictures, turn around and look seductively over your
shoulder at me.”
That was the beginning of a half-hour photo session, with Gina taking more and more daring
poses as we went along, and me taking lots of close-up pictures of her most intimate areas. She
even dared me to take pictures of her while she was strumming her pussy which was getting
moist. She was doing that while lying on her back on the bed with her legs wide open looking
straight into my eyes, all of sudden making a come here movement with the finger of her free
hand.
“Show me what you did to my mom so many years ago, I am so ready to experience this
cunnilingus treatment my mom told me you are famous for, please give it to me, the same way
you gave it to her back then, or last night?”
Remembering what happened so many years ago, I put my camera safely away and taking her by
her feet, dragged her to the edge of the bed. She grabbed her ankles and opened her legs wide,
giving me unrestricted access to her innermost sanctum. I dove in like a man finding a pool of
water after wandering around the desert for days. Gina started moaning almost instantly. It was
clear I was dealing again with a cunnilingus virgin like her mother was so many years ago. It
came all flooding back to me and felt so familiar: I’m not going to say Gina tasted the same as her
mother, but it was very similar to what I had tasted the evening before! As she was holding up
her legs, I had my hands free to explore the rest of her young body, moving to her gorgeous
boobs, slightly bigger than her mother’s so many years ago with very small areolae and tiny, but
rock-hard nipples, I grabbed hold of them, pinching the small nipps between thumb and index
finger and enticing a little cry from her lips.
I was a while now into my cunt licking session and I’d brought Gina a few times to the edge
without letting her cum. She was all over the mattress, squirming to try to get me to touch her in
a way that would relieve her frustration. I focused on nibbling and licking her outer lips. From
time to time, I’d drag my tongue across her pussy, making her groan. It felt as if she was
beginning to get a bit desperate, so I decided to end her misery.
“Are you ready to cum?”
“Oh God…yes! Please, make me cum now!” she screamed.
I considered dragging it out a little more, but I was getting a bit tired, so I heeded her plea, and
latched onto her clit, sucking it hard, and racking my tongue across it. Gina arched her back,
shaking before she dropped back on the mattress shouting.
“Oh fuck, fuck I’m cumming, yes I’m cumming!
Her entire body shook, and I grabbed her thighs to hold her still so I could continue to bite and
suck her swollen pearl. Gina came, she came profusely, squirting a generous helping of her juices
into my welcoming mouth. Finally, I could fully taste her distinct flavor, slightly different from her
mother’s, but oh so similar. She was arching her back again and thrashing her head back and
forth. Slipping a little more south, I stuck my tongue deep into her snatch, keeping her orgasm
going. She was far more vocal than her mother keeping on shouting at the top of her lungs.
“I’M CUMMING, OH GOD I‘M CUMMING, YES, YES, FUCK, FUCK, KEEP LICKING MEEEE!”
And, like her mother, so many years ago, she lost consciousness; she wasn’t gone that long but
her reaction was so similar, and as a result, she went all limp. There were even more similarities
to my first encounter with her mother, she was completely naked and I was fully dressed. After a
short while, when she had recovered, she noted that fact.
“What is it with you, do you always have sex with a naked woman and stay completely clothed?”
“How do you know about that?”
“My mom told me, she gave me a full account of your adventures, including the fact that she was
completely nude and you were still fully dressed. Take it off, I want you naked too, I want to suck
your dick as my mother did.”
She didn’t wait for me to get undressed by myself but started tugging at my shirt and trousers,
getting me naked as quickly as possible. Grabbing my dick, by now rock hard, she stroked me,
moving the foreskin up and down over the purple head, while licking over it with her tongue
before she sucked me completely into her mouth and straight into her throat. I was so aroused I
almost came immediately, but thanks to Alicia’s lessons I was able to hold it off.
“I don’t want to cum in your mouth, I want to tickle your pussy with my cock and make you cum
again, and again.”
“I was hoping you’d say that, but I don’t want your cock in my pussy I want it in my ass.” While
saying that Gina had positioned herself on all fours on the bed, lowering her head and upper body
to the mattress and sticking her butt out, with a hand on each buttock opening herself up.
“I cleaned it up and lubed it, especially for you.”
I carefully slid a finger inside her enticing brown little star indeed feeling that she was slippery
inside.
“Are you sure you want to do this? Have you ever done it before?”
“No, I’m an anal virgin, but I want to try this with you, I trust that you will be gentle.”
If that’s what she wanted, who am I to deny her?
“Ok, but you have to trust me all the way, it may be painful, especially in the beginning, and it
may not happen as you probably had it in mind.”
As the one finger had been easy to slide inside her, I ventured to add a second and a few seconds
later a third one; she seemed to like it so far. To make sure my cock was well lubed before
invading her back passage, I wanted it first in her pussy, as I knew that was well juiced up.
Sliding the head over her pussy lips I proceeded to slip it back into her hot snatch.
“What are you doing, that is not where I want you to go!”
“Relax, I don’t want to go take your anal virginity with a dry cock, I am lubing it up with your
juices, trust me I know what I am doing.”
Once I started to slide in and out of her pussy, she started moaning and produced even more
fluids. When I was convinced I was well lubed, I pulled out, placed the head against her
sphincter, and started pushing, the lubricant she had inserted herself, and the fact that my cock
was dripping with her juices, allowed me to open her up a bit. I could feel she was tense. There
was only one way I would be able to relax her and take her mind off this impending intrusion, and
that was by startling her. The best way, in my mind, was a slap on the butt. That surprised her,
distracting her long enough, forgetting what was coming, for me to push the bulbous head of my
cock inside her. Once that was achieved, I stopped, letting her get used to this intruder.
“Are you OK?”
“What did you slap me for?” she asked with a muffled voice.
“I wanted to startle you so that you would relax and forget about what was going to happen, but
are you OK now? Can I continue?”
“Yes, do it!”
Pushing gently, I moved my cock inch by inch deeper into her satin tunnel. All of a sudden when I
was about halfway in, I felt her whole body contract.
“Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?”
“Yes it does, but I don’t want you to stop completely, please give me a moment.”
“Take all the time you need. Try to relax and adjust to this new feeling, it will get better, believe
me.”
After a few minutes, Gina gave me the green light to proceed. I pulled out a bit to create a bit of
friction on her sphincter which might give her a good feeling, stimulating the numerous nerve
endings around that area, then it was time to go back in deeper, and pushing forward a half inch
at the time until my entire cock was buried inside her. I stopped again, giving her body a moment
to adjust.
“Wow, that’s better.”
“Can I move again?”
“Yes, but slowly please.”
Pulling out slowly, stopping just before plopping out, I pushed back in. Gina gave me a tentative
moan. Continuing at a steady pace I felt Gina relax more, and based on the noises she was
making even starting to enjoy it. Increasing the speed even enticed whimpers of pleasure,
erupting from her lips.
“Yes, fuck my ass, fuck it harder, make me cum, harder, HARDER!”
Always the man to please the lady I was with, I increased the speed of my pumping till I was
going like a steam engine at full speed. Gina was now fully participating, meeting each inward
thrust with an outward one of her own. To increase her pleasure and get her over the edge, I
began strumming her clit with one hand while pinching one of her tits with the other; it was a
stretch, but I managed it.
“Oh yes, I love it, this feels sooo gooood, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”
Pushing her butt with all her force into my abdomen, she quivered and jerked as her orgasm hit
her full force, her colon clamping down hard on my cock, at the same time flooding my hand with
her pussy juices. She was squeezing my cock so hard I couldn’t hold off my own orgasm any
longer, blasting 4 or 5 jets of thick creamy jizz into her colon. With me still inside her she
collapsed on the bed, both of us panting and covered in a fine sheen of sweat. When at last my
cock had shrunk to its normal soft size, I rolled off her. She looked at me with a big smile on her
face.
“That was…I don’t know what it was, but it was fantastic.” She whispered in a sultry voice. “Why
have I never tried that before?”
“Maybe you were waiting for the right partner to experience it for the first time?”
“Probably. When I talked to my mother about it, she told me to wait for the right guy, and when
she heard that you were coming, she told me that the time had arrived and you would be the
absolute right person to take me on the adventure; she was right. I’ve already had lots of sex but
this was really out of this world. Thank you.”
“The enjoyment was as much mine, I don’t get to pleasure that many young beautiful women like
yourself anymore these days.”
Gina smiled, “I have to go home and tell my mother all about it, she will be anxiously waiting for
my report.”
“You better take a shower first, I don’t want you to smell like pure sex when you go see her.
“You think she would mind?”
“I don’t know but I prefer it that way; let me wash you so you smell like roses again.
Together we hit the shower and together we had another half hour of fun, washing and me
playing with her glorious body and her with my old carcass. We said our goodbyes and Gina
walked away into the night. I hit the sack, hoping to get at least a few hours of sleep before flying
back home to another busy week.
I had the photoshoot of Astrid’s Fall collection coming up next week.
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