Friday evening at 10:00 was the scheduled time for Linda’s session with Pete. She usually made her way upstairs to get undressed at about 9:45, but this evening Pete had special plans. He was seated out in the living room in his easy chair. He looked like he was reading a magazine, but he was really waiting for Linda to get up from the couch where she was reading a textbook and head for the stairs. Laura was studying at the kitchen table and Lana was playing with her phone on the other end of the couch from Linda.
Linda looked up at the clock and then closed her book and stood up. As she took her third step in the direction of the stairs, Pete looked up and spoke, “Linda, please stay right there. I have a different plan for this evening.”
Pete stood up and said, “Lana, would you please join Laura on the couch?” Lana looked up from what she was doing with a puzzled look on her face for a moment, then stood and walked over to take Linda’s former spot on the couch. The three girls gave Pete a puzzled look – Lana and Laura from their seats on the couch, and Linda from the middle.
Pete pulled his captain’s char next to the sofa and took a seat. The easy chair he was formerly sitting in was on the opposite wall from the sofa. He pointed to a spot in the middle of the room in front of the sofa and said, “Linda, please stand right there.”
Linda walked slowly over to the spot Pete indicated and faced the couch.
“Hands behind your back.”
Linda moved her hands behind her, folding them so that each hand was on the opposite elbow. The posture forced her breasts outward, displaying them through her T shirt prominently.
Pete continued, “I think you have already guessed, but to make it plain, your session this evening is going to be right here and right now. Please undress.”
Linda blinked, frozen in place. She bit her bottom lip and then moved her hands back forward from behind her back and down to her waist. She grabbed the hem of her T shirt and slowly pulled it off, revealing her bra underneath. She took a moment to fold the shirt neatly and place it on the floor beside her. She paused for a moment before reaching for the snap on the waist of her jeans, undoing it and unzipping the fly. She wriggled out of the tight pants and kicked off her shoes before stepping out of the pants. She folded them up and set them on top of the shirt and next to the shoes. She straightened back up and looked at her audience, her face visibly flushed. She reached behind her to release the catches on her bra. It shot forward off her shoulders, and her stiffened nipples and perky breasts were exposed to the gaze of her roommates and landlord. She dropped the bra on top of the growing pile of clothes and then slowly worked her panties down to her ankles. She stood back up, dropping the panties on top of her clothes on the way and stood back up. She reverted to her previous stance, with her hands folded behind her back, her breasts thrust wantonly forward.
The two girls on the couch watched with rapt attention as the scene unfolded before them. Pete surreptitiously glanced over at them to see their reaction. They hardly moved, glued as they were to their naked roommate standing before them. Laura squirmed in her seat once. Pete smiled to himself.
“Turn around, Linda,” he ordered.
She shuffled her feet slowly, turning her back on her audience, keeping her hands folded behind her back as she did so.
“Now, move your feet apart a bit more.”
She slowly walked her feet wider apart until they were at shoulder width. Pete paused for an extra moment before he said, “Bend over. Place your hands behind your knees.”
Pete heard a distinctly audible gasp from Lana followed by a barely audible whimper from Linda. Her hands lowered from behind her back down to the fronts of her thighs and she slowly bent forward, her knees visibly trembling. She slid her hands down the fronts of her thighs as she bent, and as she did so, she subtly thrust her bottom backwards to keep her balance. Finally, she wrapped her fingertips around the outsides of her knees towards the back of her legs. Her pussy lips, clearly visible to the three people in the room, gaped open ever so slightly, glistening distinctly in the light of the room, the little pink rosebud of her asshole, just above.
Pete turned to the two girls on the couch and asked, “Do you girls have a nice view of her pussy and asshole?”
The two of them nodded quickly. Pete said, “Speak up, girls, she needs to hear you.”
Both girls hoarsely croaked out a breathy “Yes.”
Pete stood up and walked over to Linda’s side. He placed his hands on both of her bottom cheeks and spread them apart for his audience. Linda whimpered softly again. With his left hand still spreading her right cheek, he moved his right hand down to her pussy and pulled it wider open. “See how wet she is?”
Laura squirmed in her seat again and both girls once again, more loudly this time, replied with a simple “Yes.”
Pete brought his hands away from Linda’s body and nonchalantly began to unbuckle and remove his belt. He prepared it as he always did, folding it in half and wrapping it once around his fist. He took a step away from her and tapped the belt on her bottom twice, testing the distance. He then brought his arm back and let loose with a full, hard stroke right across the center of her bottom. The loud, meaty cracking noise filled the room, followed shortly after by a shriek from Linda’s lips that lasted until her lungs were empty. She struggled to retain her balance and keep her hands in place and with a sharp intake of air began to wail. The belt was already in motion a second time, and then connected again with her flesh, lower down this time. And once again, the crack and the attendant shriek filled the room. Pete turned to glance back at the girls on the couch. Both pairs of eyes were wide open, taking in the spectacle before them. Neither girl moved.
Pete walked behind Linda and took up a station on her opposite side. He brought the belt back and gave her another stroke, backhanded this time. Again, her crying was interrupted by the crack and shriek. Her hands struggled to maintain their hold on her knees as Pete rained fierce stripes of fire down on her bottom. He gave her another, making a matched pair that overlapped the first two and then a third, higher up before he paused. Once again, he glanced back at his audience. Laura’s knees were tightly together. Lana’s right hand had absentmindedly moved down to rest on her upper thigh, her fingers clearly touching her crotch. Pete smiled and walked back over to his former spot and brought the belt down hard three times more.
He stood back up and waited a long moment while Linda cried, still bent over at the waist with her hands grasping the back of her knees, her knuckles white and her legs trembling.
Pete said, “Alright, Linda, four more and we’re done.”
He moved closer to her and placed his left hand on her right cheek and spread her open again and with the other, brought the belt down firmly in a vertical stroke that ran along the inside of her ass-crack from the top down to her sit-spot. Linda screamed at this new assault, but before her scream finished, the belt was in motion a second time, laying down another fat line of fire on the tender flesh just a fraction of an inch away from her anus.
Pete moved over to Linda’s other side and spread her other cheek and repeated the two painful vertical strokes on her other side. Linda’s shrieks dissolved into hard crying as she stood, rooted in place with her hands holding on to her trembling knees.
Pete waited for her to regain her senses and then said, “Alright Linda, come here.” She stood up and he wrapped her in a hug. She hugged him back and pressed her face and naked breasts into his chest as she continued to cry. After a long while, she brought her arms back from behind Pete’s back and began to rub her bottom as the tears continued to run down her cheeks. Pete stepped back and looked Linda in the eyes and asked, “Now, Linda, turn around. Let’s share with Lana and Laura.”
Linda blushed again and turned around to face her roommates. Pete continued, “Think back to those times you’ve been punished in this room and spent time in the corner, Linda. What did you do after?”
Linda stammered out her reply, “I… I went up to my room.”
Pete smiled, “Yes, Linda. But what did you do when you got there?”
Linda’s blush deepened. She took an eternity before she quietly answered, “I… I touched… myself.”
Pete said, “What was that Linda? I don’t think Lana and Laura heard.”
Linda closed her eyes and repeated herself, louder, “I touched myself.”
Pete smiled and said, “I think we’d all like to see that, Linda. Come here and kneel in front of the easy chair and bend over it.”
Linda followed Pete over to the overstuffed chair and followed his directions, kneeling in front of it, facing into it, and then bent at the waist, resting her torso on the seat of the chair. She stuck her bottom – now fire engine red, peppered with flecks of purple – out obscenely towards her audience, her knees spread apart. Pete backed up to the side of the couch opposite the chair to watch.
Linda spent a long time running her hands along her tender bottom. She snaked her fingers in towards the abused flesh inside the crack of her bottom and gently rubbed the burning flesh, all the while whimpering and moaning faintly into the fabric of the chair. After a little while, she snaked her right hand back around her front and brought it between her legs, the fingers curling upwards to cover her pussy. She began to move her fingers in a slow, circular motion on her pussy.
Pete turned his eyes briefly to see how Lana and Laura were reacting. Lana was brushing her fingers subtly against the fabric covering her own sex, almost in concert with her roommate. Laura continued to hold her hands in her lap, but she squirmed a bit in her seat.
Meanwhile, Linda took her index finger and ran it back and forth between her pussy lips, from her wet hole down to her clit. Pete couldn’t tell whether she was ignoring her audience or not, but in either case, she was clearly not inhibited by the fact that she was putting on a show for the three of them.
Presently, the movements of her right hand across her pussy became faster. Her left hand, which had still been rubbing her bottom cheek now began to rake her fingernails across the red flesh of her bottom, hard enough to leave white trails through the redness. Her abused flesh seemed to recoil slightly at her own assault and she half-gasped, half-moaned while her other hand continued to ply over her sex.
Then, she took two fingers and placed them right over her clit and began to flick them side to side as quickly as Pete had ever seen a hand move. Her moans began to take on a strident and urgent tone. She took in a sudden, sharp breath and held it. Pete could see all of the muscles in the backs of her thighs tighten and the fingers of her left hand splayed out, while the right hand kept up its urgent vibrations. She froze like that for a long moment before her orgasm peaked and crashed and a long, contented moan left her lips, her right hand came away from her pussy and all of the tightness left the muscles in her body.
As she relaxed into the chair, Pete stood up and said, “Lana, Laura, come on over here with me.”
The two seated girls stood and followed their landlord over to their naked roommate, slumped over the easy chair. Pete reached down and helped Linda to her feet and then turned her around and gathered all three girls with him into a group hug. The other two girls, pressed Linda into the center of the hug.
After the hug died down, Pete said, “well, if you ladies will excuse me, it’s late and I’m going to bed.” He turned and headed up the stairs. He went into his room and shut the door behind him and was about to prepare for bed when he heard a soft knock. He turned and went to the door and opened it to find Linda. He ushered her in and shut the door behind her. He turned and she wrapped him in a hug, pressing her face into his chest. He held her for a long time before she looked up into his eyes and said, “Thank you, Pete. I don’t know why, but… as embarrassing as that was… It…”
Pete smiled and interrupted her, putting a finger on her lips. He said, “I know, Linda. I understand. And it’s ok. You don’t have to thank me. I enjoyed it too. And I suspect Lana and Laura are as horny right now as they’ve ever been.”
Linda smiled and said, “I bet. God, I can’t imagine what that must have been like to watch.”
Pete asked, “How’s your bottom, Linda?”
Linda winced and said, “Oh my God, it’s on fire and soooo tender. Those last four were… I don’t know whether they were mean or the best…”
Pete smiled. He looked into Linda’s eyes for a moment and then closed in and kissed her. She tipped her head backwards and closed her eyes as their lips met, parted and their tongues danced together. Pete broke the kiss first and led her over to the bed, grabbed her shoulders spun her around and gently pushed her back onto the bed. She fell backwards and landed flat on the mattress her legs parting almost automatically. Her hands flew up to her breasts and began to knead them. Pete wasted no time stripping off his clothes. His hard cock sprang forward, pointing straight at Linda as he lowered his pants and underwear. She smiled appreciatively.
Pete climbed onto the bed between Linda’s thighs and straight on top of her, bringing his cock to bear on her pussy as quickly as he could. She reached between them and guided it straight into her and he entered her all the way in one stroke, facilitated by her sopping wet pussy. She threw her head back and let out a loud, pleasurable moan. Pete barely paused before starting to thrust in and out of her in earnest. Linda tossed her head from side to side, looking completely lost in the pleasure of just being fucked.
It didn’t take Pete long before he began to feel the pleasurable plateau approach. He grunted and thrust one more time extra deeply into Linda and felt his cock send his essence deep into her. She responded with a loud cry of, “Oh God, yes!” and Pete felt the waves of her pussy clenching around his cock as it pulsed.
Pete rolled off her onto his side and she turned to face face him, wrapping her arms around him and resting her head against his chest. The two of them drifted off to sleep in each others arms.
