Laura woke at 7 am as normal and went for her Saturday morning run. Her regular 3k circuit around the neighborhood flew by; her mind was so busy processing the events of the day before. She was surprised that she didn’t feel more horror or dread at the thought of Zoe having those videos of her. She knew it meant that Zoe could demand that she do pretty much anything, but the prospect of that turned her on so much she was struggling to see it as a negative.
In the shower, her fingers played with the soft tufts of hair on her pussy. She had never had it totally smooth, so Zoe’s instruction to wax or shave it was so exciting. Stepping out of the shower she positioned herself in front of the long wall mirror and carefully shaved, first trimming as much off as she could with scissors and then finishing the job with one of the razors she used on her legs. By the time she was finished, she was climbing the walls with the need to cum. The way her bare skin tingled from the touch of the blade, and the excitement that coursed through her when her fingers touched her freshly smooth sex was so utterly erotic. She massaged some baby oil onto her pussy lips, now plump with wanting, and found her fingers teasing at her clit within seconds.
She was just contemplating bringing herself off when her phone pinged. It was a message from Zoe.
“Come to our bedroom. Now,” is all it said.
Laura hastily pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt and made her way across the long landing to the guest room where Zoe and Ana had spent the night. The room had a king-size bed and Laura was imagining what the two young girls had got up to in it last night. She knocked on the door and pushed it open. The stunningly beautiful Ana was lying back on the bed with her back up against the bed head, wearing a t-shirt but with her legs bare. Zoe was putting the finishing touches to her makeup in a mirror on the wall. She gave Laura a disdainful look as she entered.
“Good morning, Mrs Chandler. I gave you two instructions yesterday. I want to see how well you’ve complied,” she said, turning back to the mirror.
“I have followed your instructions, Zoe,” Laura replied.
“Show me.”
Laura both wanted to avoid any repercussions from not obeying her orders but equally wanted to show off her newly smooth pussy. She pushed her shorts down over her thighs until they slithered down around her feet. Zoe looked around, breaking from the attention she was paying to her makeup. To Laura’s delight, she looked pleased.
“Spread your legs,” is all she said.
Laura stepped out of her shorts and moved her feet apart as far as she could. She craved Zoe’s approval for her shaven sex. Zoe shot a glance at Ana, smiling, and moved towards Laura. The older woman could feel herself becoming wetter.
“T-shirt off too,” she said calmly.
Laura quickly pulled the t-shirt off and, without needing to be asked, unclipped her bra and shrugged it off.
“Good. Very good,” Zoe said. Just like yesterday, she pushed two fingers inside Laura and cupped her hand so that she was firmly clenching Laura’s pussy. This time, when she withdrew her fingers, she smeared the sticky juices all over Laura’s smooth sex. She pushed her fingers in again and repeated it. Soon the outside of Laura’s pussy was almost as wet as the inside.
“So much better, don’t you think, Mrs Chandler?” Zoe said as she pushed her fingers back inside her yet again.
Laura opened her mouth to reply, but before she could utter a word, Zoe thrust her sticky fingers between her lips. Laura could taste her own pussy on Zoe’s fingers as the young woman continued. “You see, I just know how much of a slut you actually yearn to be, more than you probably know yourself. I can smell it on you, Mrs Chandler.” Laura was beginning to gag a little on Zoe’s fingers.
“So, when I give you instructions, I know your inner slut is just dying to do as I say.”
She was right, Laura was pretty sure she’d obey Zoe’s commands right now, incriminating videos or not. Zoe pulled her fingers out from Laura’s mouth. Drool hung down from Laura’s mouth as she gasped and spluttered. Zoe gathered the spittle up as it dripped down, smearing it all over Laura’s full breasts, pulling at her hard nipples.
“Mmmmmm you do have a good body for a woman your age, Mrs Chandler. So much firmer than my mom’s saggy old bits.”
Laura felt her juices running again as Zoe circled her slowly, her hands everywhere as the inspection continued.
“That’s all for now. Ana and I will be back later. Gabby is off out I think, so we’ll have more time then. I don’t want you playing with yourself between now and then. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Zoe.”
Greg had already taken Tyler out on a fishing trip, so they would be all alone later. Laura’s heart was pounding at the prospect.
“When we return, you are to greet us naked Mrs Chandler, like the little slut you are. Oh, and wear your highest pair of heels too.”
With that, Zoe returned to the mirror to finish her makeup. Laura looked over at Ana, who had lost interest and was on her cell phone. Without another word being said, Laura picked up her bra, shorts, and t-shirt, slipped them on, and left.
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The rest of the day seemed to take an eternity. Gabby, Zoe, and Ana had headed off at around ten, and she knew they were going out with the rest of their gang for a girls’ birthday lunch for Gabby. Beyond that, she had no idea when the two would return. She fished out her black four-inch stiletto heels and spent some time getting used to them. She hadn’t worn them in absolutely years, and the feel of them on her feet together with her freshly shaven pussy and wearing no panties was getting her so horny. At around two she went upstairs and stripped naked, keeping the heels on, and checked herself in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. She was proud of her body and had been delighted to hear Zoe’s comments about it earlier. She couldn’t take her eyes off her smooth mound, marveling at how cute her clit looked, sitting pushed out and proud. Her fingers instinctively went to stroke it but she remembered Zoe’s instructions and stopped herself.
She tried waiting as Zoe had asked, naked but for her heels, but she felt so utterly exposed. Rooting around in her wardrobe, she found a short kimono-style robe that she used to wear when she was younger. She had bought it for a sexy night in with Greg, before the kids. Mauve satin, it barely covered her ass cheeks and was tight as she pulled the sash belt together. It had been bought for a slimmer version of her body, but she figured it gave her some coverage at least and she could discard it in seconds when the girls arrived.
She tottered around the house on the heels she was not used to, trying to concentrate on the household chores she had, her pulse racing every time she thought she heard a car pull up outside or footsteps on the path. The feel of the silky material of the kimono brushing against her body was excruciatingly arousing, and she was desperate to finger herself, but she was keen to obey Zoe’s commands. The fabric was tormenting her nipples, in particular, and they were as hard as nails, creating two sharp peaks in the front of the robe.
The doorbell rang, and she hurried as much as she could in her heels and peered through the security spy hole. It was a delivery. Instinctively, she opened the door. The look on the delivery guy’s face said everything. She suddenly realized how revealing the robe was. If she moved, she was flashing both breast flesh and butt cheek at once and her rock-hard nipples were clearly visible through the satin.
The delivery was quite a large, heavy package for Greg, maybe some new tools or equipment. The guy held it out in front of him but could see that Laura was in no position to carry it.
“Want me to bring it in for you, lady?”
Her mouth was so dry, she just nodded her reply.
The delivery guy pushed through the doorway with the package at chest height, struggling a little with the weight. He was in his late forties, maybe early fifties, Laura guessed, and thought he should probably start looking for lighter work before he did his back in. He made it without incident through the hallway and living room towards the kitchen. Laura was leading the way and realized that as she walked in front of him, he was getting an eyeful of ass cheek peeking out from under the hem of the robe. Just moments ago, she had been horrified at the thought of being seen like this, but she was suddenly finding it strangely liberating.
She pointed to a spot close to the back door that was the best place for the package. The delivery guy squatted down and placed it as carefully as he could on the floor. He stood up and stretched his back, then pulled out a scanner from his back pocket and squatted back down to scan the package to confirm delivery. Standing right in front of him, Laura deliberately parted her legs. She knew that from his position and with her ludicrously short robe, he’d get an eyeful if he looked up. Which of course he did, and his look told Laura he could see exactly what she wanted him to. His eyes flipped up to look at her face, and fleetingly they made eye contact. Then he looked back at her exposed pussy. It was dripping and she wondered if he could see the rivulets of juice running down her thigh. It had been an impulsive decision to expose herself like this and she had no idea what she planned to do next.
For a split second, she contemplated moving forward and pushing her throbbing pussy into the old guy’s face. But Zoe and Ana could be here any moment. So, she pulled her robe tighter and closed her legs. Poor guy, she thought as he stood up with some difficulty. Shaking his head as if clearing a fug, he turned and headed for the open front door, the front of his pants looking like a tent pole. At the doorway, he turned and looked momentarily at Laura, shook his head again, and left without a word.
Laura saw the two girls pass him on the drive. Tall slender Zoe and devastatingly beautiful Ana. Both were dressed in t-shirts and short skirts that must have had every guy on the block hard as they saw the smooth taut young flesh. She hurriedly pushed the door to, shed her robe, and waited. Even though she was totally expecting it, she jumped out of her skin when she heard the doorbell. A quick peek through the spy hole to double-check it wasn’t the delivery man returning and then opened the door.
“Well Mrs Chandler, you certainly brightened up that old guy’s day by the look of it!” Zoe laughed as they made their way in. Zoe paused in the doorway for a second, preventing Laura from closing the door. As she stood there naked, if anyone had walked past the house, they would have seen her total nakedness for sure. Zoe trailed a fingernail slowly down between Laura’s breasts and over her stomach before continuing in past her, allowing Laura to close the door.
The two girls walked into the hallway and threw their bags down on the floor like they owned the place.
Laura quickly closed the front door, hoping none of the neighbors had seen her. She hurried back into the house as quickly as her high heels would allow. She caught up with the two girls as they reached the living room and followed them until they were all standing near the big couch.
“Bend over,” Zoe said.
Laura leaned forward, supporting herself with her hands on the couch.
“Spread your legs.”
She did as she was told. Fingers grabbed roughly on her ass cheeks, pulling them apart so much that she felt her asshole being stretched. A fingernail poked at her rectum, making her squirm, trying to escape its attention. Immediately she felt a stinging slap on her backside that stopped the squirming. The finger returned and this time she kept still, obediently allowing the finger to probe a little.
“Fuck, this butthole is tight!” exclaimed Zoe. “I guess Mr Chandler doesn’t fuck you here then, Mrs Chandler?” Laura shook her head. She had never had anything more than a finger up there, and not even that for many years. She moaned as she felt two fingers thrusting without warning into her pussy.
“Does Mr Chandler fuck you much at all, Mrs Chandler?” The fingers twisted and turned as they probed and stretched her. Laura said nothing. Suddenly she felt her head being jerked back as Zoe took a handful of hair and pulled.
“I didn’t hear your answer, slut,” Zoe said sternly. The fingers inside her twisted and pushed deeper.
“Not… not really.” She couldn’t believe she was answering such a question. But she wanted the pain in her scalp to stop.
“Hmm. No wonder you’re such a horny slut.” Her head fell forward as Zoe let go of her hair. The fingers were pulled out of her pussy and wiped on her backside.
“Now go and get us some refreshments, Mrs Chandler,” Zoe said as she and Ana jumped onto the couch.
Laura stood up and turned to head off to do as she had been ordered, but Zoe called out to stop her in her tracks.
“Stop. Are those shoes the best you could come up with? They’re not slutty at all! Give me your phone; we’ll choose you some new ones.”
Laura reached for her phone on the side, unlocked it, and handed it to Zoe. She could hear them giggling together as she hurried off to the kitchen.
When she got back with a tray of cold drinks and some chips, she was pleased to see that Ana had pulled her skirt up around her waist and had spread her legs, her feet up on the couch seat. Zoe was idly stroking that sweet black pussy, looking straight ahead at Laura as she approached. As Laura put the tray down on the coffee table, her head roughly in line with Ana’s sex, Zoe deftly spread Ana’s labia with two fingers of one hand, exposing the beautiful pink insides, and a delicious-looking little clit. Laura was mesmerized, her own pussy juices running down the insides of her thighs.
Zoe held the phone out for Laura to see. A pair of silver high heels, with platform soles and ankle straps. They looked like shoes a stripper would wear.
“Buy these, Mrs Chandler. Pick your size and pay. They should be here in a few days. These are what you wear for me now when I visit.”
Zoe’s finger was inside Ana’s pussy, probing her all the time she spoke. Laura struggled to concentrate on the shoe store website as she watched that same creamy milk starting to appear at the bottom of Ana’s young pussy, welling up and beginning to ooze out. Done ordering the shoes, she returned her phone to Zoe. She had no idea why she gave it back, but it just seemed the right thing to do. Zoe seemed pleased.
“Today we are going to teach you how to lick pussy, Mrs Chandler. You are going to get very good at it, as my new slut.”
Laura just stood there, frozen, not knowing what to do next. Was she meant to make her way over to the couch and start licking that gorgeous young pussy? She decided to wait for instructions.
Zoe moved away from Ana, positioning herself at one end of the couch. Ana moved to the other end.
“Here,” Zoe commanded, patting her thighs. “Lie down between us, your head here.”
Laura did as she was bid and lay down with her shoulders and head across Zoe’s lap, her feet up, legs together, facing the grinning Ana.
“Good girl. Now spread your legs. Wide.”
As Laura tentatively spread her legs, Zoe reached over and brusquely pushed her right foot off the couch, lifting the left up onto the couch back.
“Better,” Zoe said, “Now, the lovely Ana is going to give you a lesson. She is a-mazing at licking pussy. She knows exactly how I like it, and you will learn from her.”
Laura had a momentary panic in her mind about the couch. She could feel her juices flooding out and running down between her ass cheeks at the prospect of what was going to happen next. For a nanosecond Laura, the efficient housewife and mom was worrying about the stain on the seat fabric. Then she felt Ana’s soft fingers on the insides of her thighs as the young girl maneuvered herself into position, and all thoughts of the couch seat vanished.
She felt like she was going to explode, she wanted this so much. But she was suddenly anxious, and her body tensed as Ana’s fingers reached the very top of her thighs, less than an inch from her pussy. Zoe pulled her back, her arms around her as she spoke in a surprisingly tender voice.
“Relax, Mrs Chandler,” she said, stroking Laura’s hair affectionately.
Laura did her very best to relax, difficult as it was being so prone and open like this. She felt so vulnerable. She let out a long moan as she felt Ana’s fingers gently spread her sex and at long last the feel of the young girl’s tongue pushing inside her. She heard appreciative noises coming from between her legs and Ana pushed her tongue deeper.
“How does she taste sweetie?” Zoe asked.
“Mmmmm. So good,” murmured Ana, coming up for air. “She’s so wet.”
“Of course she’s wet, she’s a horny little slut,” Zoe laughed. She reached down and stroked at Laura’s nipples as Ana’s tongue flicked at her clit for the first time. Laura was panting with need as the tip of Ana’s tongue teased her throbbing clit and Zoe’s fingers pulled and pinched at her aching nipples.
The combined assault on her most sensitive spots had her heart pumping so hard she thought her chest was going to explode. Ana’s fingers slipped inside her and skilfully curled up to find her g-spot, teasing it as her nipples were stretched and her clit flicked at. Laura had been so horny all day, and she knew it wouldn’t take long to cum with this level of attention. She could feel the familiar build-up of tension in her belly and felt her limbs starting to shake a little. She closed her eyes and prepared to surrender herself to the most incredible orgasm that she knew was just seconds away. And then the licking and pinching and probing stopped. Groggily she lifted her head to see what was wrong, why the girls had paused. Ana was looking up, smiling, not at her, but past her, looking at Zoe.
“That’s it, baby, hold her there a little while. You know exactly what to do,” Zoe said.
Ana’s fingers rubbed gently on Laura’s clit now. Slowly, not pressing down much at all, just brushing over it. The touch was enough to be hugely pleasurable but nowhere near enough. Laura felt her orgasm slipping away from her. She tried to push herself up against Ana’s fingers, but the girl just moved her hand back, keeping the same frustratingly light touch on Laura’s clit. A moment or two passed, less than a minute, maybe only seconds, and Ana’s fingers were inside her again, stroking her g-spot, that skillful tongue licking at her clit again. Laura felt those feelings in her belly scurrying back eagerly and threw her head back into Zoe’s lap as fingers pulled at her nipples once more. Once again, she felt her orgasm approaching and gave herself up to the attention of these young girls. If anything, the orgasm that was coming felt like it would be even more intense, the brief respite serving to turn her on even more than she had thought possible. She was climbing the walls with need.
Ana’s fingers and mouth seemed to be everywhere, and she was losing track of everything. She was so desperate to cum, and she was so very close, but yet not quite. It was an exquisite agony, hovering in this limbo. She could hear Zoe’s voice in her ear but couldn’t work out if her words were for her or for Ana.
“Not yet…. wait…. soon baby girl…. but not just yet.”
Her clit was on fire and her pussy felt like it had ten fingers inside it. A finger had slipped up her ass too, she was sure, but it all felt so good she didn’t care. She had lost count of the times that she was sure she was going to be allowed to cum, only for Ana to lessen her speed of licking and fingering, letting her climax fall away. Each time it happened, Zoe would squeeze on her nipples, which was almost enough to make her cum, but not quite. Zoe’s voice in her ear was firm but soft, and somehow so incredibly calming.
“Wait… Just a little longer…. almost… no, not yet.”
She started to drift, a feeling of floating, almost resigned to the fact that this would go on forever, that her climax would never come. Ana’s face between her legs, Zoe’s voice in her ear. It was as if she was looking down on the three of them, entwined as they were on the couch.
Again, she felt the steady climb towards release, her pussy on fire, Ana’s fingers and tongue moving faster. She was ready for it to fall away yet again, prepared for the disappointment. Then Zoe’s voice changed in tone, the softness fading.
“Now… Do it.”
And her head exploded. Her insides erupted, forcing themselves out through her pussy in a jet. She felt like she was peeing herself and cumming at the same time. She had never known anything like it. A beautiful pain shot through her breasts as her nipples were pulled, and twisted. She felt no control over her limbs as they flailed, struggling to contain the sensations coursing through her whole being. For a moment she had no sense of where, or who, she was. The cum went on for an eternity, her mind falling, spinning, down a huge chasm as she could hear her heartbeat like drums in her ears.
Eventually, her eyes opened to see Ana’s beautiful face, an absolute mess covered in sticky fluid and with beads of sweat on her forehead.
“Mrs Chandler, you have been such a messy girl!” Zoe was saying, “Look at the state of poor Ana. I think the least you can do is clean her up, now. Don’t you think?”
Laura’s body was devoid of energy. Her mind had no idea what day it was. She was trying to push herself up, but nothing seemed to be working.
“I’ll get a cloth, Zoe. Please, give me a moment and I’ll get one,” she said weakly.
Zoe just laughed.
“A cloth? No Mrs Chandler. You will lick your cum juices off young Ana’s face and body. Every last drop.”
Zoe was lifting Laura up, pushing her firmly towards Ana, who sat there looking so serene and graceful, despite being covered in copious amounts of Laura’s cum fluids. Her lips were glistening with Laura’s juices, and her cheeks were covered in sticky deposits. There was a line of thick fluid hanging off her chin, and wet splashes covered her throat and breasts. As Zoe urged her forward, Laura opened her mouth to start licking as instructed. Instead, Ana’s mouth met hers and kissed Laura long and deep. Laura was quite fond of her own taste, and Ana’s mouth was awash with it. She felt Zoe behind her, stroking her hair as she broke off from the kiss and started to lick at the juices on Ana’s face.
“That’s a good girl. And say thank you to Ana for giving you such a big cum.”
“Thank you, Ana,” Laura whispered between kisses and licks as she dutifully collected every last drop from the beautiful girl’s face. “Thank you. Thank you,” she repeated over and over as she moved down to attend to Ana’s full, pert young breasts.
It took Laura a good five minutes of licking and kissing to gather all of her cum from Ana. In truth, she didn’t want to stop, wanted to stay kissing the young girl’s soft brown skin all afternoon. But Zoe pulled her back, telling her that she was done now.
“Right Mrs Chandler, I have added some items to a shopping cart that I want you to buy. You’ll need to set up an account when you checkout as we will be using this site again in the future.” She handed Laura’s phone to her. She was shocked to see it was a sex toys website, and even more shocked to see the total to be paid at the checkout.
“But that’s over three hundred dollars!” Laura exclaimed. She felt a stinging, smarting sensation on her cheek as Zoe’s hand came across sharply.
“Don’t ever talk to me like that again, slut,” Zoe shouted. “You will buy the items without question. You will have them delivered here and notify me when they have arrived. We will need them for our next session.”
Laura looked aghast at the list of products that Zoe had chosen. There were so many items, and her mind was so fuzzy she couldn’t process half of them, but she could see numerous vibrators, butt plugs and two strap-on dildos, some cuffs, and rope. She desperately wanted to ask why, what…. But she dared not open her mouth. In truth, she was as intrigued by the shopping list as she was shocked.
“Yes, Zoe. Yes. Of course. I will do as you say,” she said as she started filling in her details.
