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Two days after her "taming" Jasmine called me..

"Hey! You ok?" She asked before I could say anything.

"Yeah.. What's up?"

"Oh My Fucking God!" She squealed," You won't believe this..

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The day after her taming Jasmine had spent the day with Melissa. Melissa's boyfriend was away for a week, a stag do in Amsterdam. Melissa was not particularly happy about this so the girls planned a day of shopping, taking in a movie at the cinema and then some girly time at Melissa's house with a bottle of two or wine to take her mind off it. Jasmine would spend the night there.

So some time during the evening, after both girls had had a few, talk turned to relationships. Melissa confessed to Jasmine that although she loved her boyfriend she felt a little confined by their relationship and secretly longed to be a bit more experimantal sexually. When Jasmine asked what she meant Melissa told her.

"Well, you know. Something different. I dunno, something a bit kinky. Something with an edge, a bit risky. I never had sex with a girl and sometimes I wonder about that. Or a threesome. Don't you ever feel like that Jas?"

Jasmine, a litle emboldened or maybe careless, from too much alcohol let slip that she had more than enough excitement in her sex life. Pressed further she told Melissa that she was bisexual and had some kinks of her own. She even recounted the previous evening's activities and dropped her jeans to show Melissa the long scratches inflicted on the back of her thighs.

Melissa admitted to being hugely turned on by Jasmines recounting of our time together and expressed a desire to do something just like that.

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"Well yeah.." I said as Jasmine finished filling me in, "but that's just the drink talking, right?"

"That's what I thought." she said, "But she brought it up again this morning, we talked for ages and some of it got really personal, if you get what I mean, but long story short, she wants to spend a night with us.."

"Seriously? When?"

"Has to be this weekend, before her boyfriend gets back."

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So we met and planned how it would go..

I arrived at the Travelodge in the city centre early evening, the same one Jasmine and I had used the previous week. The girls had checked in earlier in the day and should be waiting for me. As before I was dressed smartly, white shirt, black trousers and black shoes. Carrying just a small overnight bag I approached the reception desk. We had booked two rooms so as not to raise any suspiscions, but I doubted we'd be needing them both. As arranged Jasmine had left a spare keycard for me at reception and all I needed to do was give my name and the room number, which Jasmine had helpfully texted to me, to the rather pretty girl at the desk. That done she handed me the card.

"Nice to see you back so soon sir. I do hope your stay is as pleasurable as your last." she said with a sly smile and a rather suggestive arch of one eyebrow.

Slightly taken aback I mumbled a quick "Thanks" and made for the lift swiftly, key card in hand.

As I entered the room it was identical to the one from before. Standard room, double bed, two armchairs either side of the plain but large and sturdy coffee table, and a worktop counter type thing (that served as a desk come dressing table), with a large mirror mounted on the wall above. Jasmine sat in one of the armchairs facing the door, wearing a white leotard, Tokyo emblazoned across the front underlined by a thick red line that ran across the chest, and black fishnets. The leotard hugged her tiny body beautifully, thin white fabric stretched so tight it was semi opaque. I could clearly make out the contasting dark pattern of her fishnets pulled over her taught, trim stomach, nipples already hardening easily visible, no bra. The bulge of her pussy was accentuated by the high cut of her outfit around the leg and hip. She finished the look with minimal make up, light foundation and neutral shades of eyeshadow that gave her a clean and natural look, but lashings of sumptuous black mascara on her exquisitely long upper lashes . She looked incredible. One hand rested on her knee, leg hooked over the arm of the chair, legs half parted. Her other hand held one of the tumblers from room's "refreshment" facilities, filled almost to the brim with wine (judging by the open bottle on the counter). She smiled adorably as she greeted me "Good Evening".

I wanted to take her there and then, go over and kiss her deeply, touch her, fuck her. But we had planned this and there was much to do before I would get my wish. Patience was required.

"Where's Melissa?" I asked.

"Oh God.. She's so fuckin' nervous.. I had to send her to the bar for some Dutch courage.. She'll be Ok after a few though." Jasmine replied, "Besides I need her out of the way so we can talk about how this is going to go.. you know, just a recap."

I took the seat on the other side of the low table."And how many have you had?" I asked, eyeing the glass she held.

"First one.. I'm a bit nervous too to be honest.. This is my best friend after all and I have fantasised about her for as long as I can rember.. It's a pretty big deal, you know?"

"I get it" I said, "Just go easy, a couple more and you'll be so fucked you'll be useless." Jasmine rarely drank and had an extremely low tolerance for alcohol.

"The idea is to be sooo fucked" She giggled.

I smiled, and gazed upon this tiny, amazing young thing reclining in the chair before me, drinking her wine. How had this all come about, and how was I so lucky. It all started with a random flash of her naked cunt, not necessarily intended for me alone, and a random moment of lunacy on my part in following her. I counted my blessings and studied her as we made sure we both understood our roles in tonight's adventure and Jasmine reminded me of Melissa's wants and limitations. Nothing too painful for Melissa and we must not leave marks on her body that would raise awkward questions with her boyfriend. All set to go, Jasmine emptied her glass in one last swallow and texted Melissa to let her know we were awaiting her upstairs.

Melissa's arrival was announced by a timid almost inaudible tapping on the door.

I looked at Jasmine puzzled "Doesn't she have a key?"

"Hell no." she giggled, "She's our bitch now! Bitches don't get a key."

Jasmine rose, arse cheeks bouncing mesmerisingly as she crossed the room, exposed and parted beautifully by the cut of her leotard, encased in cock teasing black mesh. She opened the door to it's full extent, standing to the side and holding it open for her friend.

Melissa stood in the hallway, hands placed protectively before her, head slightly bowed, seemingly unsure of where to look. In a pair of simple but sexy plain shiny black heels Melissa stood a good two or three inches taller than Jasmine. Skin tight jeans clung to her ample curves, shapely calves and thick round thighs encased in smooth stretchy denim. A hint of camel toe elicited a slight hardening in my trousers, I couldn't help wondering if she was wearing knickers, and if she were how deeply they would be wedged inside her. The waist band was cut low, very low. Skimming just below her hips, you wouldn't have to delve too far inside to reach the soft rise of her mound. Her white vest top ended a little shy of her jeans, exposing a tantalising glimpse of her soft round stomach. It could have been a size too small, it clung so tightly to her body. Large boobs barely contained, black lace clearly visible at the sides and above the neckline. The bra was not padded, as evidenced by the soft bumps made in her top by her large, fat nipples. Her long brown wavy hair hung simply, two long strands pulled forward to d**** over her shoulders, framing her pretty face.

"Well get your arse in here you dozey bint!" Jasmine was still suffering the giggles, whether from the wine or nerves or both, I wasn't sure. "I don't want anyone else seeing me like this!"

"Oh.. Right, yeah.. Sorry.." Melissa mumbled as she tottered a little unsteadily through the door. "I think I might have a little too much wine Jasmine, I'm sorry, I'm so nervous!"

"No worries hun." Jasmine replied closing the door, "Look, you don't have to do this. You know that right? Like we said you can back out any time. Even before we start. No drama and no upset, it's all good. Right?"

"Oh no Jasmine.. I know.. It's nothing like that.. I want to do this, I really do.. I've been getting so turned on thinking about it, but you know, it's you.. We're like sisters and it all feels so naughty.. and a little scay."

"I know hun." Jasmine reassured her friend, moving toward her and giving her a hug."Anything you're uncomfortable with you just say to stop, Ok?"

"Yeah, no worries. Just go easy on me.. at least to start with.." She said, a slight but seriously seductive smile twisting her lips. She released herself from Jasmine's hug, taking her hands and holding them at arms length. "Fuck you look hot!" she said, her gaze travelling up and down the length of Jasmines body.

Melissa seemed to notice me for the first time at that moment, sat in my chair, admiring the friends as they stood together. She raised a hand and waggled her fingers at me by way of a nervous yet adorable greeting. I copied her wave. "Hello Melissa." I said, "You look stunning."

"Thank you." She replied, surprisingly coy.

"Shall we begin Ladies." I asked.

"Yes please!" Jasmine said with much eagerness.

"Er.. I need to pee first..sorry." Was Melissa's reply.

I chuckled, warmed by her shyness, not something I was expecting. Jasmine had always described her as brattish and super confident. "No problem." I said and she scooted off to the bathroom, returning quickly.

"Ok.. all ready?" Both girls were watching me, they nodded in unison. Melissa biting her lip, Jasmine grinning. "Why don't you help Melissa out of her clothes Jasmine?"

"Yes.. yes of course." Jasmine replied obediently.

They turned to face each other, Jasmine reached out her right hand, placing it on Melissas left hip. Moving to go behind her, Jasmine dragged her hand across the waistband of Melissa's low cut jeans . Her fore and middle fingers tracing above the waist and stroking gently against Melissa's bare mid-riff as she went. Melissa shivered slightly at the touch. Once Jasmine was stood behind Melissa, her right hand resting on Meliss'a right hip, she brought her left hand to the left hip and then began to slowly move both hands up over her velvety smooth skin. Jasmines fingers slid under the vest top, thumbs hooking the hem, lifting it as her hands travelled ever upwards. Melissa lifted her arms allowing Jasmine to lift off her top. I took in the expanse of creamy, smooth white flesh that was Melissa's rounded stomach. I gazed at her breasts, beautifully supported and pushed together by the thin lace bra. With her arms stretched high as Jasmine slid her vest over her head, her boobs were lifted magnificently, large fleshy orbs barely contained by the thin black lace of her bra. Freed of her top Melissa shook her head, allowing her thick mane of delightful dark curls to fall back into place. She lowered her arms, bringing her hands to rest in front of her belly.

Jasmine dropped the top on the bed then placed her hands on Melissa's shoulders, stroking gently. Her hands travelled slowly down over Melissa's arms until she reached her wrists. Taking a firm hold, Jasmine pulled Melissa's hands behind her back. Momentarily Melissa's face took on a look of mild surprise, it wasn't difficult to imagine Jasmine had placed Melissa's hands palms outward and was now pressing herself against them.

Jasmine began to gather Melissas silky soft and shiny curls into a single strand. Twisting it gently she made a long rope and pulled down gently but firmly. Jasmine leaned her face toward Melissa's neck, gently brushing her lips against the soft and sesitive skin there, then kissing with delicate pecks of her pursed lips. Slowly she worked her way back and forth, up and down, kissing, nibbling, occasional flicks of her tongue teasing Melissa's neck. Jasmines free hand rested on Melissa's shoulder, her palm gliding back and forth, caressing her tenderly. Then moving to her collarbone, finger tips grazing the swell of her generous bosom. I watched intently as my beautiful young thing seduced her best friend. Melissa's nipples were swelling under the lace of her bra as Jasmines hand descended further, fingers and palm skimming over the sexy thin lace, tiny hand squeezing and stroking Melissa's fat boob.

Jasmines hand searched lower, caressing Melissa's stomach, so round and smooth, silky soft alabaster skin tingling beneath Jasmine's touch. Further down and the tips of Jasmine's fingers found the waist band of Melissa's incredibly low cut jeans. Jasmine hooked a finger inside and stroked gently from side to side, finger tip grazing over the concealed soft flesh just above Melissa's mound.

Deftly between finger and thumb Jasmine undid the top button, followed quickly by the remaining two, all the while pulling on Melissa's hair, kissing and licking her neck. I could see a glimpse of fine black lace panties, matching her bra in the open fly of Melissa's jeans. As Jasmine wriggled her fingers inside, sliding them in between denim and lace, she simultaenously began to kiss Melissa's ear lobe. Trapping it between her lips and tugging at it, flicking it with her tongue as her hand delved deeper, fingers skimming over Melissa's panties till they found the gusset of her jeans. I watched in awe, cock incredibly hard and twitching, as Jasmine's fingers started to move beneath the denim. Melissa slumped a little against Jasmine and began to moan softly. Jasmine let go her hair and brought that hand around to grasp Melissa's tit, squeezing and kneading it, before lowering a bra strap and sliding her hand inside. She continued to work it, thumb stroking her fat nipple as she teased Melissa's magnificent squishy boob out of it's cup. Entranced I began to stroke my cock through my trousers as Jasmine's hand came out of Melissa's jeans then slid back down into her panties where she resumed her rummaging.

I continued to watch for a minute or two more, slowly stroking and massaging my cock, enjoying the show. Jasmine still kissing and sucking on the wonderful pale skin of Melissa's neck, fondling her tit, tiny hand kneading the soft flesh spilling out and hanging over her bra, her other hand deep inside Melissa's knickers fingering her friend. I imagined how wet Melissa must be, I wanted to see what was going on down there, to look at her, wet and swollen with arousal, to see Jasmine's fingers rubbing and sliding inside her.

"Jasmine, I told you to undress Melissa.. Please show some restraint!" I said firmly, "Now let's get those clothes off so I can have a good look at her."

Jasmine turned her face from Melissa's neck and looked over to me. "Oh right.. yes.. sorry" she said as she slid her hand from Melissa's panties, two fingers glistening with sticky sweetness. Jasmine raised her hand to Melissa's mouth, who obliged by opening wide. Then proceded to place them on her tongue and push them inside. All the way, to the back of her throat. Melissa appeared to gag slightly, then closed her mouth around the sticky fingers, moaning slighlty as Jasmine gently worked them back and forth. Melissa sucked gently at first then more fervently, I could see her jaw moving as her tongue worked between and around Jasmines fingers, licking and sucking her own thick and musky grool while Jasmine's free hand went around her back and uclasped her bra. With a tug of the remaing strap Jasmine unleashed Melissa's heavy boobs. They dropped, bouncing slightly as they settled and her bra fell to the floor at her feet. I admired her magnificent breasts. Full and heavy, fat puffy nipples, not fully hard but swollen with desire, surrounded by wide pale pink areola , ever so pretty swellings raising up inside those magnicent circles. How I wanted to run my tongue around them, feeling the braille like bumps with the tip of my tongue.

"Jeans now Jasmine." I commanded. And she complied immediately, removing her fingers from Melissa's mouth, if somewhat reluctantly it seemed.

Melissa sat down on the end of the bed as she kicked off her heels and pulled down her jeans, wriggling a little to slide them over her thick thighs. Side on the expanse of creamy white flesh that made up her thick thighs and buttock was enthralling. Large and wobbly but at the same time firm and perfectly proportioned. The contrast between the two girls bodies was stark. Jasmine so tantalisingly taught and toned, Melissa so sensous and soft. Both perfect in different ways. Jasmine stood at the foot of the bed, pulling Melissa's jeans the rest of the way off, dropping them on the floor then taking Melissa's hands and helping her stand, then grasping her shoulders and turning her to face me.

Melissa stood in her knickers, hands once more resting before her, shyly it seemed covering her modesty.

I had wanted to watch Jasmine play with a girl, to see her in action doing what she enjoyed. And Jasmine had been particularly looking forward to playing with Melissa, the object of her long held girl crush, three years her senior, someone she looked up to as an older sister type. That thought gave me a brief thrill.

"Ok Jasmine.. Play time." I said, relishing the thought of what was to come.

Jasmine's smile beamed, she turned and skipped excitedly around the bed, retrieving a large sports bag from the corner. She took it to the counter while Melissa and I watched.

Jasmine began to take things from the bag and place them on the counter. Out came her favourite clothes peg nipple clamps, hair brush, two coils of soft nylon rope, a roll of silver duct tape, scissors, her beloved Hitachi and last but not least.. a riding crop. Where she got that I had no idea, the other items we had discussed but this was unexpected.

Melissa exchanged nervous glances with me and Jasmine, while I just looked inquisitively at Jasmine. She winked at me and smiled, flexing the crop suggestively in her hands, then turned to Melissa.

"I'll be gentle babe.. Ok?" She said.

Melissa nodded meekly, eyeing the crop, shoulders hunching she seemed to shrink a little.

Jasmine ambled over to stand beside Melissa, roughly an arms length away. She raised the crop and tapped lightly beneath Melissa's chin.

"Chin up." She said firmly.

Melissa did as she was told and the crop made it's way slowly down her throat, to her breast bone, tracking to one side to slide over her breast, nipple folding then popping upright as the flat leather tip traced over it. The crop continued it's slow journey down, under and around Melissa's hanging boob to her abdomen, then further still over her round belly, skimming her deep navel till it rested above her hands, placed over her crotch.

Jasmine tapped the crop against Melissa's hands.

"Behind your back!" Melissa, hesitating slightly, placed her hands behind her.

"Shoulders back." Jasmine commanded as she ran the crop over Melissa's lacy knickers, tracing their outline and running around and around her bulge with the tip. Melissa's boobs lifted, wobbling slightly and standing a little more proud, as she she straightened her back. My cock throbbed as I took in the majesty of her body and I began to squeeze myself again through my trousers.

The tip of the crop began moving up and down over Melissa's panties, three or four times it made it's way to the top the thin lace then dived back down, brushing over her concealed clit and lips before tracking back up to begin again. Melissa began to sigh gently as Jasmine teased her through her knickers, legs parting slightly to allow deeper access.

"Wider hun." Jasmine said as the crop disappeared between Melissa's thighs. Melissa shuffled her feet, black lace stretched across her meaty mound, barely contained by the sexy fabric. Jasmine plunged the crop deeper, working the tip against Melissa's wet lips. Then deeper still, so that the thin rod of the crop was riding over, then as she became more aroused, between Melissas lips. Melissa moaned gently as the crop slid back and forth, wet lips parting, damp with desire, her knickers clung to and between her lips. Jasmine continued to work Melissa's camel toe, slowly drawing the crop back and forth with increasingly longer and firmer strokes as Melissa began to rock her hips, head back, eyes closed, riding the crop. Melissa was moaning more loudly, interspersed with delicate "Ooh..ooh.. ooh"s, wetness and heat building between her legs her knees began to bend as she tried to bear down on the crop, increasing the pressure it put on her. Lost in the sensation it looked as if she would come soon. My cock ached as I squeezed myself harder, I was enjoying this almost as much as Melissa.

Jasmine let the crop fall then brought it back up swiftly with a flick of the wrist. The tip slapping and stinging Melissa's wet and now highly sensitive pussy. Melissa jerked upright, knees straightening and wide eyed.

"Oh! Ow! Oh.. Jesus!" Melissa gasped, surprised at the sudden v******e.

"Sorry babe.. You Ok? Was that too hard? I got carried away.. I'm so sorry!" Jasmine enquired, clearly concerned for her friend.

"No, No.. It's ok, just a shock. Oh God, that felt good"

"Which bit?" Jasmine asked, "The rubbing or the pain?"

"All of it Jasmine." Melissa exclaimed. "So intense.. Oh My God! I had no idea this shit was so good.. I'm soaking wet and so tingly already. It's amazing!! I don't think I've ever been so horny! Please.. please, don't stop."


"Ok hun." Jasmine said warmly. "But no more talking, except to say stop if you're not enjoying it. If you keep talking I have to punish you more. And harder. Ok Mel?"


"Oh right.. Yeah.. sorry"


"No problem.. Now take off your knickers, heels back on, then be a good girl and stand up nice and straight for me, hands behind your back."

Jasmine turned to the counter and laid the crop down for now, picking up one of her clamps she turned back to Melissa, standing beautifully straight in her heels, shoulders back and magnificent breasts pushed out. This girl had potential.

Jasmine cleared the area around Melissa of her discarded apparel, picking up her jeans, bra and sticky knickers. Depositing them beside the bed as she approached then touching and stroking Melissa's boob with the clamp she held. Taking the nipple between thumb and forefinger of her free hand, Jasmine began to squeeze, twisting slightly as she pulled and stretched it. "Feet further apart Melissa!"

Melissa shuffled her feet, widening her stance. I could see her in her full glory now. She had stunning legs, her high heels made them look gloriously long, calves beautifully taught and curved, thick thighs and nestled between them an amazingly plump mound topped with a neatly trimmed landing strip.

My gaze lifted as I heard Melissa gasp. One nipple now clamped and proud, Jasmine turned back to the counter, retrieved the other clamp and repeated the process. That done Jasmine instructed Melissa once more. "Hands on your head."

Jasmine retrieved the riding crop, touching one of Melissa's elbows with the tip. She let it travel down over the soft sensitive flesh of Melissa's under arm, skimming ever so gently teasing her skin. She reached the oh so sensitive area of an armpit and Melissa wriggled and giggled at the tickling touch.

"Stay still!" Jasmine snapped.

Flicking the crop she brought the tip down swift and sharp on the top of one tit. Melissa flinched and straightened immediately, face reverting to a serious expression, a red blush beginning to form on her boob.

"Sorry.." She whispered as Jasmine returned to her exploration with the crop. Now the tip rested in the hollow of Melissa's throat, she dragged it down over her chest, between those magnificent breasts, and slowly over the swell of her stomach, sliding over the thin strip of pubic hair and stopping at the top of Melissa's deliciously deep slit. Jasmine began to increase the pressure, crop flexing slightly as she pressed against Melissa's clit. Then, pressure applied and maintained began to rotate her wrist. Melissa began to moan as the tip of the crop began to rub in tiny circles.

Melissa started to relax, enjoying the attention on her clit, arousal building. Jasmine continued to pleasure her for a few more moments then withdrew the crop, giving a taste of, then denying her pleasure. Jasmine moved behind Melissa, free hand again gathering and roping Melissa's long locks. The other d****d on a shoulder, wrist angled so that the crop tip dangled between Melissa's legs.

Jasmine pulled down on Melissa's hair and tapped gently once with the crop on Melissa's clit.

"OK?"


"Yes!" Melissa breathed.

Jasmine tugged harder on Melissa's hair, head already tilted back Melissa was forced to bend at the knees, bringing her face level with Jasmines and pushing her pussy further forward.

Jasmine leaned in and began to kiss Melissa on the mouth, simultaneously delivering a constant and rapid tattoo of gentle taps with the crop against Melissa's clit. Melissa moaned softly into Jasmines mouth as they kissed, at first just tenderly locking lips, then deeper, mouths opening and tongues twirling. As the kissing deepened the tapping intensified. The tip flicked increasingly faster and harder, Melissa's knees buckled more, pushing her pussy even further forward inviting the stinging touch of the crop, and allowing Jasmine to lean in further and kiss her more passionately.

Jasmine pulled away once more, withdrawing the crop but maintaining a firm hold on Melissa's hair. Leaning close, lips brushing Melissa's ear she asked "How does it feel?"


"Good Jasmine, really good.. I.. I like when you hurt me.. It's a little weird, it feels so.. naughty.. so dirty.. but in a really good way." Melissa replied, a little breathless.


"Naughty?" Jasmine repeated, "Naughty girls should be punished, you think?"


"Oh yes.. yes.. I think so.."

Jasmine yanked viciously on Melissa's hair. Melissa clenched her teeth, lips thinned and clamped together, inhaling deeply through her nose as the sudden pain hit her.

Jasmine pulled again on Melissa's hair, tapping the back of a knee with the crop, "Kneel." she commanded. Melissa dropped to her knees, Jasmine walked around and stood before her, one hand still tangled in her mane. Discarding the crop she looked down on Melissa's upturned face. Without warning she spat on her friend, Melissa's eyes closed reflexively then opened again, blinking, saliva dripping from eyebrows and splashed across her nose.

She looked bewildered and opened her mouth to say something but before she could utter a word Jasmine raised her free hand and brought it crashing back, slapping Melissa hard across the cheek.

This was something Jasmine and I had discussed before, she wasn't entirley comfortable with spitting or slapping her friends face but I told her it would turn me on immensely, so she agreed she would do it if she felt Melissa would be Ok with it.

For a moment the two girls just looked at each other. I think Jasmine struck her harder than she intended. Both looked rigid, shocked, and I wondered whether I had gone too far. Melissa recovered herself first.

"I deserved that." She said, an attractive red bloom beginning to colour her cheek. "You warned me not to speak and I was about to.. I'm sorry."

Tension dissipated from Jasmines body and with her free hand she reached out to touch her friends temple, stroking her hair tenderly and smiling as she pulled her head forward with the other. Stepping closer she pressed Mellisa's face gently against her crotch, moving her hips and delicately rubbing the soft cottony fabric of her leotard against Melissa's other cheek. Jasmine continued to smooth and stroke Melissa's hair with one hand, as the other, tangled in her curls, turning her face and guiding her lips to her covered pussy.

Melissa pursed her lips as they pressed against Jasmine, nuzzling and kissing against her bulge. Jasmine gyrated gently while holding Melissa's head firmly against her, widening her stance and dipping slightly to allow those softly puckered lips more room to roam.

Soon Melissa was opening and closing her mouth around Jasmine's encased pussy, her teeth scr****g from above and below, as if biting her pussy through her outfit. Jasmine began to moan, pushing forward more firmly with each rotation of her hips, grinding away on Melissa's face, losing herself in the moment. Jasmine turned Melissa's face to the crease of her thigh, soft lips kissing and licking through the fine mesh of her nylons. Pulling and tugging on her hair, Jasmine guided Melissa's tongue up and down her crease over and over then deep between her thighs. Melissa's tongue travelled over her gusset, probing and teasing as Jasmine rocked against her.

Both girls were moaning softly, the sight and sounds of their display was heightening my own arousal, I was keen to progress to the stage where I would get my chance to enjoy them. I got up from my chair and walked to Jasmine, standing behind her, I put my hands on her hips, hard cock pressing against her arse. Jasmine arched backwards, putting her face next to mine and pressing herself harder against Melissa's mouth. I reached up and took a handful of Jasmines hair pulling her head back so that I could lean in and kiss her on the mouth. Jasmine reached behind, squeezing her hand between our bodies, and took hold of me through my trousers. Her tiny hand squeezing me tightly,my hard cock throbbing at her touch. Jasmine kissed me passionately, her other hand still locked in Melissa's hair as she ground away on her face, delicately moaning into my mouth as her tongue writhed with mine.

I brought both my hands up over Jasmine's body, heels of my palms stroking her sides as my fingers ran over her tight flat stomach, until I could cup both her tiny pert tits in my hands. I squeezed gently at first, as her hand stroked my cock, then harder and harder still till I could feel her hard nipples pressing against the sides of my thumbs and forefingers through her leotard. I raised my hands up to her shoulders then over them, and back again, hooking the straps of her one piece with my fingers and pulled them down, peeling it off her perfectly toned body. Jasmine wriggled a little as I slid it down over her hips letting it fall to the floor. I resumed my groping, hands riding back over her stomach and finding her boobs, stroking and squeezing her naked flesh this time. I heard Melissa groan deeply from between Jasmine's legs, now able to touch with her tongue and taste her through the mesh of Jasmine's fishnets, it seemed she was enjoying the new experience. Jasmine's mouth opened wider and her tongue delved deeper as her hips rotated more eagerly. Cupping her breasts I drew my thumbs in until I trapped her nipples. Squeezing them tightly I began pulling them rythmically in time with her gyrations. I turned my eyes downward, looking down the length of Jasmine's body to watch Melissa, eyes closed, lapping languidly at her mesh covered snatch. I let one hand drop to Jasmine's stomach, palm pressed against it's flatness, fingers exploring the mesh of her nylons as I continued to pinch, stretch and tease her hard nipple with my other hand.

I grasped the waist of her fishnets, finger tips working their way between the mesh and gathering it up so that they pulled against her pussy. Harder I pulled, gathering more of the sexy nylons in my hand, forcing it up into her, nylon biting into the sensitive flesh, the meat of her cunt forcing it's way through the mesh. I looked down again at Melissa, greedily licking and sucking on the flesh that squeezed it's way through the fine holes.

Jasmine rocked rythmically on her toes, eyes closed, moaning gently, part pleasure and part pain from the stinging sensation brought on by my pulling on her nylons. Melissa licked and teased with her tongue and lips, her muffled moans interspersing with those from Jasmine. I removed my mouth from Jasmine's, placing it next to her ear.

"Enjoying yourself Jasmine?" I asked.

"Oh yesss.." She purred.

"That's good.. Very good.. but, I feel a little neglected.."

"Oh.. I.. You do?" Jasmine asked a little nervously.

"Yes!" I replied firmly, not liking to repeat myself.

"I.. I'm sorry." She said, her voice wavering, "I'm being selfish again are'nt I?"

"Perhaps a little." I said more gently now.

Without another word spoken Jasmine let go Melissa's hair and disentangled herself from my hold, automatically walkng over to the counter. She placed both hands flat against the top, then bent over with her beautifully small and round arse pushed toward toward me. Raised up on her toes her legs so slim and toned and as widely parted as they could be, still streaked with dozens of fine red scratches from our earier time together. Head back and staring straight ahead at her own face reflected in the mirror she presented herself to me willingly.

"I am very sorry sir." She said quietly, humbly, "I have wronged you for the second time. Again I have put my needs before yours and I am so sorry. I beg of you to punish me severely so that I may finally learn my lesson. I am yours to do with as you wish."

Wow! I was taken aback. That was a killer line, I had no idea if Jasmine had prepared that in advance or it just came to her. Planned or not it was an incredibly nice touch. My cock twitched and throbbed in anticipation of what was to come.

I moved to stand behind Jasmine, cupping one of her perfect cheeks in my hand, feeling the roughness of her nylons against my palm. With the other I crooked a finger and beckoned Melissa to come closer. She went from a kneeling position onto all fours and began to crawl toward us. Her fat heavy tits, nipples clamped looking so tender and swollen, hung delightfully. My balls ached as I watched the pendulous boobs sway from side to side. When she was about an arms length away I held up my hand, palm out and she stopped obediently, slightly behind Jasmine and off to one side. I wanted her to have a good view of Jasmine's punishment.

"Up on your knees, hands behind your back." I commanded Melissa.


She did as instructed, looking a little fearful.

I bent down toward her, reaching out I stroked a hand through her hair till it rested behind her head, I gripped and tugged gently, tilting her head back. I kissed her tenderly on the lips, she parted them allowing my tongue inside. I could taste Jasmine. I savoured the sweet musk for a moment longer then pulled my lips from hers.


"Shoulders back." I said soothingly.

And she did, her large boobs lifting and separating magnificently.

I reached out with both hands, resting the tips of my fingers on the swell of her boobs. Stroking gently over them till I rested two fingers of each hand on her large round areoli. I traced around her nipples, finger tips skimmiming the numerous swollen and firm bumps that dotted those sensuous circles. Having traced completely around I took hold of the clamps. Melissa bit her lip as I did, and tensed noticably. I began to pull gently, elongating and stretching her nipples. I watched intently as they pulled and her heavy breasts started to lift, but quickly it was too much and, with a gasp from Melissa, the pegs gave way, releasing their hold as her wonderful boobs dropped down again with a gentle bounce. I admired her breasts and incredibly plump, hard nipples standing beautifully proud and erect.

"Now watch." I instructed and returned my attention to Jasmine.

Once more I stood behind Jasmine, I placed the nipple clamps on the counter. Then, reaching around and under her arm, I took hold of her boob, pinching her nipple between thumb and forefinger. With the other hand I again cupped her arse, finger tips resting between her legs, pressing and gently stroking her through her fishnets. I move my fingers in small circles, gently rubbing between her legs, pressing the fishnets between her wet lips. I could feel how sticky and warm she was, I pressed harder, feeling the nylon stretch over my fingertips, wanting to push through and have at her pussy without restriction. I lowered the other hand from her breast, and began pulling at her fishnets with both hands, fingers squeezing their way inside the fine mesh. The fine nylon dug painfully into my fingers but I persisted, pulling harder and harder until they gave. A small opening had been made and I yanked again, three times in all till the arse of her fisnets was tattered and torn, hangling limply exposing her bare bum cheeks and wet pussy.

I turned to the counter and selected Jasmine's hairbrush. Rubbing the cold back against her tiny cheek I asked "Severely?"

"Yes sir.. I must be made an example of." Her eyes briefly searched sideways, finding Melissa in the mirror.

"Very well then." I said, lifting my hand and delivery a stinging slap.

"One!" Jasmine enounced clearly.

Then "Two!. Three!. Four!. Five" in quick succession. Again I stroked with the back of the brush, soothing, as a satisfying red glow appeared.

Next the other cheek. Five more, Jasmine counted each one clearly and loudly.

I soothed her again, both cheeks now sporting a rosy blush. I let the brush dip between her legs, the hard smooth plastic back gliding effortlessly over her wet flesh, back and forth. Jasmine began to rock gently, grinding. She lowered herself, dropping from her toes, planting her feet flat, bearing down as I rubbed the back of the brush against her.

"Does that feel nice?" I asked.

"Oh yes." She replied.

I let my hand drop then brought it back up quickly, slapping her pussy, forcing Jasmine back up onto her toes. And then twice more in quick succession, short sharp slaps,the hard back of the brush smacking against her soft pussy lips. I replaced the brush on the counter, picked up one of the clamps. Stepping back I admired my work as I reached between her legs, running the tip of my middle finger gently between her swelling lips. They hung prettily, puffy and plump. I took one between finger and thumb and pulled down, stretching it gently. I knelt behind her still holding her twat, carefully I clamped it with the peg. Then I retrieved the second clamp and did the same. She looked so pretty, pegs dangling between her thighs, a little creamy grool already making it's way over them.

Next I took the riding crop, standing with my back toward the counter beside Jasmine, hip to hip, I looked at her adorable bum. Cheeks so firm and round, perfectly pert and separated allowing easy access to her tight tiny ring. I placed the shaft of the crop between her cheeks, letting it touch her bum hole as I gently drew it up and down, teasing and tickling that tightest of holes.

Reaching down with my free hand I grabbed her buttock, squeezing so hard that my short nails dug into the soft underside of her cheek. I pulled up, forcing Jasmine to reach as high as she could on her toes. I lifted the crop high and with a sharp flick off the wrist brought the thin shaft down, caning her exposed arse hole. The pain must have been intense, Jasmine's knees buckled momentarily and she let out a long loud grunt between gritted teeth.

"One.." she barely whispered.

Again the crop lifted, higher then stung her most intimate area.

"Two!" she said, louder and clearer.

Then, "Three!!" It was almost a growl.

The third and last strike was the hardest, most stinging, and Jasmine's knees gave out completely. Squatting now, she gripped the edge of the counter tightly, head bowed between her upstretched arms. Her breathing was fast and deep through pursed lips, panting, blowing hard.

I turned to look at Melissa. She was kneeling still, her hands covered her mouth, her eyes were wide with shock.

"Hands behind your back Melissa!" I barked.

She hurried to comply, looking frightened and a little tearful.

I bent down beside Jasmine and stroked her hair softly.

"Are you ok?" I asked quietly, genuinely concerned.

"Yes.. Yes.. Oh shit it hurts so much" She was squirming, her feet twisting back and forth on the carpet, arse moving from side to side, as she fought the pain. "I'm ok, but please.. I just need a minute."

"You want to continue?" I asked, not expecting her to.

She hesitated for a moment, then.. "Yes.. I said severely, and I meant it."

"Good girl." I said tenderly kissing the top of her head, " My beautiful brave girl. Take as long as you need, when you're ready get back in position, that'll be my cue. Ok?"

"Yes, of course.. Thank you." she said, still a little breathless.

I sat on the end of the bed looking at Melissa. A single black tear had spilled from the corner of one eye, leaving a sexy dark streak down the side of her cheek.

"You disobeyed your instruction Melissa."

"Sorry." she said so softly I barely heard it.

"Come here." I commanded.

Slowly, reluctantly, she crawled toward me and again I focussed on the way her boobs hung and moved. She stopped before me kneeling with her hands in her lap.

"Up here." I said patting my leg. Melissa hesitated a moment, looking a little unsure. Then she dutifully rose and and laid across my lap, my hardness pressing against the soft swell of her stomach. I slid one hand under and around her throat, squeezing slightly as I tipped her head back. The other I laid on her bum, so smooth and soft, large and round. I ran my palm round and round, stroking her, my fingers dipping between her cheeks whenever they could, sliding over her ring and delving between her legs to stoke her meaty pussy.

I slapped her firmly, her cheek wobbled in a satisfying way.

"One!" Melissa cried, loud and clear.

"Good girl!" I exclaimed, as I resumed stroking her bum. "You have been paying attention."

Again I slapped. Harder, then harder still. "Two!. Three!."

I reached between her thighs, she helped by parting her legs a little, and my fingers came away sticky with her slippery clear grool. I ran my fingers between her cheeks, touching her arse hole and smearing it with her sweet juice. She moaned gently as I rubbed, so I pressed a little harder allowing the tip of my finger to tease her ring.

I slapped twice more on her now reddened cheek.

"Four!. Five!." She grunted.

My other hand tightened around her throat, stopping her breathing. For a while she was calm, I could feel each time she swallowed, occasionally at first, then more frequent as she ran out of air. Her throat began to twitch and convulse as she became desperate, panicked, for oxygen and she began to struggle, her body writhing against my lap. I delivered five more blows to her other cheek, fast and hard. Stinging slaps, more painful than those before, all the while squeezing her windpipe. Her face had turned a deep purple, eyes rolling up in their sockets, tears streaming. She was gagging silently, I held on a few seconds more then let go, standing abruptly I let her tumble roughly to the floor where she lay on her back, gasping and sucking in huge gulps of air.


By now Jasmine had recoverd herself enough to resume her position and was observing us via the mirror. I reached down and took hold of Melissa's hair, pulling her up. Once more I instructed her to kneel with her hands behind her back and returned my attentions to Jasmine.

I knelt behind her, gently sliding her fishnets down over her legs, she lifted each leg in turn allowing me to slip them off over her feet. I looked at her arse hole, swollen and bloated, puckered beyond belief, a thick livid red welt dividing it in two.

Nylons removed I turned to the counter and cut two small strips of tape from the roll of duct tape, taping one on the edge of the counter and holding onto the other while kneeling once more between her legs. Pulling carefully on one peg I stretched her twat then taped the peg to the inside of her thigh. Reaching up I took the remaing piece of tape and secured her other peg in the same manner. Before I stood a I took a moment to look at her splayed cunt, thick white cream oozed from her now exposed hole.

Again I selected the riding crop and gently taping it against her spread pussy urged her to lift up as high as she could on her toes. I placed the tip against one of her glowing cheeks and let it drift slowly and delicately down her leg till rested on the back of her knee.

"No need to count, but stay still and no crying out, Ok?" I told her.

"Yes." she said, staring straight ahead, body tensed in preparation.

I swung hard, again using the crop as a cane and stung the backs of both knees. Jasmine flinched but did not falter, breathing in deeply through her nose, mouth firmly clamped shut.

I swung again and landed another stinging blow before she could exhale, a few inches higher against the softer more tender flesh at the back of her thighs. Jasmine's head dipped and she gripped tightly the edge of the counter, exhaling deeply, blowing hard between pursed lips.

I allowed her a moment then told her, "Head up."

She did so and as she did I delivered three more lashings with the cane, each one a few inches higher than the last, each one striking increasingly tender flesh. The last most savage blow was directly below her bum cheeks and was clearly the most painful. Jasmine's knees buckled slightly and her tiny chest heaved as she fought to control the pain, but she quickly recovered. Gasping and panting she straightened and presented herself once more for my pleasure. I gave her another moment while I looked at her injuries. The fading fine pink scratches that ran up from her knees were now crossed by angry red welts, five in all, swelling and stinging exquisitely.

I turned my attention to her already sore and reddened cheeks whipping them viciously three times, one after the other without pause. This time Jasmine could not help but cry out. Tears ran down her cheeks and she sobbed almost soundlessly, desperate to be obediant.

I took pity on her and said quietly, "It's ok.. you've been very brave. Almost done."

"Thank you." She said. "I'm ready."

"Good girl.. Sit on the bed."

Jasmine stood, stiffly and slowly. She moved somewhat gingerly toward the bed and took great care to sit on the end. Melissa was watching her, surprise and concern for her friend apparent on her face.

I turned to Jasmine and, pressing the end of the crop in the hollow at the base of her throat pushed her back till she was on her back.

"Legs up!" I commanded.

She complied, hands behind her knees, holding them up and apart, laying bare her pussy splayed and vulnerable. I couldn't help but notice the way her legs trembled. I turned my back to her, standing slightly off to one side, adopting a back hand approach with the crop. I was aware of the beating her cunt had taken only a few days previously so determined to be less brutal this time. Placing the soft leather tip against her wet hole I tapped repeatedly, gently, for a few seconds. Thick creamy grool oozed from her, smearing her parted lips and trickling down to, and over, her swollen ring. I slapped once firmly between her lips, stinging but not cruelly so, then resumed the repetitive tapping. A few more seconds of tapping then another slap on her open hole, the broad flap of leather catching her soft squishy hole and her puffy clamped lips. I turned to face her, now standing back and central, flicking the crop on her exposed clit. Gently for a short time, hoping to desensitise it a little, then with a quick sharp flick of the wrist I raised then dropped the tip of crop painfully on to her hard buton. Jasmine grunted through clenched teeth, stomach muscles clenched, shoulders came up and knees went back. Her body tensed into a crunch which she held while she breathed rapidly in and out through her nose, mouth closed tight. I waited for just a few seconds then viciously whipped both clamps with the crop, tearing them from her swollen lips. Again Jasmine grunted and clenched, inhaling and exhaling rapidly, forcefully through her nose. Both clamps were dangling from her thighs, held by the tape. I reached down and tore each in turn from her soft sensitive inner thigh. Jasmine lay panting, dark mascara streaked her cheeks and a fine film of sweat adorned her brow.

"Good girl." I praised her. Slowly she began to uncurl herself, laying back and very gingerly bringing her legs down, placing her feet on the floor she laid there, breathing heavily, legs spread wide. Her cunt was swollen and red, her normally tiny arse hole grotesquely puckered and plump.

Melissa looked on, she looked horrified.

"Melissa.. You Ok?" I asked.

She looked at me and nodded nervously.

"It's Ok Melissa you can speak freely." I said. "To me or Jasmine. And you can get up if you like."

For a moment Melissa just looked back and forth between me and Jasmine. Then she stood.

"Oh shit Jasmine are you Ok?" She blurted out. She looked like she was about to cry.

Jasmine lay motionless on the bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, still breathless.

After a moment she said "It's Ok Mel, really."

"But that was brutal, look at you! You must be in so much pain.."

Jasmine struggled to raise herself up on her elbows, looking at her friend she said "Mel of course it's fucking painful!". Then, forcing a smile, "That's the point hun.. But if you're finding it too much.."

"No!. no.." Melissa cut in, "I'm fine with it.. I dunno.. It's just difficult seeing you.. you know?. I was getting worried that's all."

"I know Mel." Jasmine said, still breathless but smiling warmly now. "You want to help with the pain?"

I wasn't sure where this was going, but I watched intrigued. Jasmine had taken a good beating, and Melissa had experienced things she had never contemplated before. It only seemed fair to allow them a break from formality.

"How?" Melissa asked, confusion evident.

"Come here hun.." Jasmine purred, wincing a little as she stood up and bent over the bed, legs straight, so that her hot swollen pussy and arse hole and all her welts were on view.

"Come kiss me better." Jasmine smiled mischievously as Melissa dropped to her knees behind her.

"Everything that looks sore Mel, kiss it , and lick it, really gently.. then blow on it, got it?"

"Everything?" Melissa asked as she placed her hands either side of Jasmine's knees, careful not to touch the raw flesh.

"Everything." Jasmine giggled, "Now get to it."

Melissa started with the back of Jasmine's right knee, tentatively touching her lips to the livid red slash. Jasmine flinched slightly at the softest of touches, but Melissa carried on then touched delicately with her tongue before blowing gently. She worked her way up, soon Jasmine was no longer flinching and by the time Melissa had worked her way up, over both bum cheeks and down to the back of the left knee Jasmine was moaning gently and looking a lot less stiff.

Jasmine straightened and turned, facing Melissa.

"Here now." she said, placing a hand gently on the back of her friends head and pulling her between her legs. Jasmine guided Melissa's face, lips and tongue over and around her sore and swollen pussy, moaning gently as she rubbed herself off against the softness and warmth of Melissa's mouth. I watched intent as Melissa tongued and teased, sucking and nibbling gently on Jasmine's puffy lips.

Placing her hands either side of Melissa's face, pushing her back she bent down to kiss her deeply.

"That was nice.. Now here.." She said turning, climbing onto the bed on all fours, face pressed into the bedspread and arse lifted high.

Melissa placed her face before Jasmine's tiny, bruised and scarred bum. Hesitating, she placed a hand very delicately on each of her red striped cheeks and gently eased them apart. Then very carefully she touched the swollen anus with her tongue. Jasmine winced and moved forward quickly but pushed back again. Melissa blew gently on the now wet ring, soothing and tickling it all at once. Then pressed her tongue ever so gently against it again, pulling back and blowing then probing once more. Over and over till soon she was licking continuously as Jasmine's hips rocked gently up and down, around and around. Jasmine was fully engrossed and I was so turned on watching Melissa rim her best friend, it was time to bring matters to an end and return to our script.

I retrieved the roll of tape and scissors from the counter.

"Jasmine." I said simply.

She turned to look at me over her shoulder as Melissa continued to work her tongue between her cheeks.

I held up the reel of tape as I walked toward them. "Ready?"

"Oh Yes!" Jasmine exclaimed, scuttling forward then climbing off the bed. She helped Mellisa to her feet then took her hands and placed them behind her back. I cut off a long strip of the strong tape, handing it to Jasmine, who then bound Melissa's hands. Jasmine turned her and eased her down onto the bed so that she was sat with her feet on the floor, then, hands on Melissa's shoulders, she pushed her, forcing her to lay back.

Melissa reclined on the bed, long dark locks spread out over the bedspread, her soft, round, voluminous arse hanging off the end. At Jasmine's intsruction she lifted her legs, parting them mid air and bringing her heels back to touch her thighs. Jasmine took the duct tape and scissors from the me and quickly, expertly, trussed Melissa up. Generous lenghts of shiny silver tape wrapped around her shins and thighs, forcing her to keep her legs up. Next I passed Jasmine two lengths of chord. She tied one end of each to an ankle, and the other end to one of the bed legs, pulling Melissa's legs wide, exposing her in the most beautiful fashion. I removed Melissa's heels revealing her sensitive chubby soles, short and dainty toes pointing up at the ceilling, bare knees protruding from the copious amount of tape strapping her legs. Beyond the tape I took in the short expanse of alabaster creamy white skin that was her soft thick fleshy inner thigh, my eyes finally resting on the generous bulge between her legs. Pudendum so large and plump her lips were hidden inside the beautifully proud mound, I admired the way she looked, her immaculately smooth pussy cleaved perfectly in two by a delightfully deep slit. If it wasn't for the exquisitely trimmed landing strip of pubic hair above her slit she would have looked almost pre-pubescent. Her arse hole peeked from between her generous cheeks, so delicate and tight. Fine creases radiating out from the tightly closed sphincter, so beautifully textured, it was all I could do not to get down on my knees and tongue her holes right there and then.

Jasmine climbed onto the bed positioning herself above Melissa's face, legs wide apart, knees either side of her head, pussy hovering over her mouth. She asked for, and I passed her, the clamps. Leaning forward, pussy lips brushing Melissa's lips, she tugged and clamped first one nipple then the other. Next I handed Jasmine her Hitachi, she plugged it in by the bedside table then placed it on the bed beside her.

Jasmine looked over to me once more.

"Crop or brush?" As the riding crop hadn't been something we'd both planned, I felt I should ask.

"Crop." She said, "Definitley the crop!"

I handed it to her and she began to stroke inside Melissa's thighs with the tip.

As Jasmine lowered herself onto Melissa's waiting mouth I removed my shoes, followed by my trousers. My cock bulged in my tight boxers, straining against the material. I was so hard and had been denied for so long it seemed, I felt sure it wouldn't take much to make me come. I knelt between Melissa's legs as I watched Jasmine tease her with her cunt. She moved slowly, rythmically above her mouth. Hips rotating and dropping occasionally allowing her twat to brush briefly against pursed lips or tongue, transfering a little of the white cream that had begun to ooze from her swollen gash once more. Jasmine continued to stroke Melissa's thighs with the crop, alternating from one side to the other, pushing it up and down in the deep thigh crease and around the fat bulge of her pussy. I leaned in close, hands holding and spreading Melissa's large round cheeks. Thick clear strings of cunt honey hung from her pussy and glistened on her arse hole. I pressed my tongue betwen her cheeks, tasting the slippery grool that had trickled onto her anus.

A slight squeal of surprise came from between Jasmines legs, quickly muffled as she dropped lower smothering Melissa's mouth. I licked over and around her tiny hole, tongue teasing and twirling, feeling the divine creases and folds that surrounded her ring with the tip of my tongue. So tactile. Moving up my tongue found her cunt, tongue sliding inside her slit and curling up and down, licking at her wet hole. Then further up between her wet lips, sucking and kissing along the way till I found her clit, taking the hard button between my lips and sucking on it, touching the tip with the tip of my tongue. Melissa wriggled and moaned while I ate her out, similarly so did Jasmine as Melissa ate her.

I leaned back and reached out to touch Melissa, puffy wet lips were now visible, poking out from her fat pudendum, slick with my spit and her own slippery grool. Using two fingers I spread her wide, exposing her hard clit. Jasmine took hold of her beloved Hitachi and turned it on, then leaning forward she pressed it against Melissa's clit. Melissa writhed and moaned deeply between Jasmine's legs and I let my hand drop, placing my middle finger over her hole I pressed firmly and slid all the way in. So velvety soft and wet inside she gripped me tightly but welcomed me so easily. I pulled back and slid in a second finger, slowly stroking back and forth while Jasmine's wand worked it's magic on her clit. A few strokes and my fingers were fucking her easily so I slid in a third, overlapping the tips of the fingers so that they formed a long wedge shape. I fucked her slowly at first while Jasmine continued to ride on her face. Muffled grunts and moans mixed with Jasmine's clearer groans and squeals of delight as Jasmine smothered her friend. Occasionally Jasmine would lift herself up and I would hear Melissa gasp for breath, before Jasmine lowered herself again to writhe her cunt and arse hole on her tongue.

I curled my fingers so that I could hit Melissa's sweet spot as my fingers rocked back and forth, quickening the pace I finger fucked her more vigorously.The whirring from Jasmine's wand intensified and I realised she had turned it to the higher setting, Melissa's muffled moans became longer and stronger. I felt a subtle but perceptible tightening around my fingers and sensed that Melissa was close to orgasm. My arm was tiring but I kept on going, fast, deep, long strokes back and forth. Melissa's pussy squelched loudly, fingers stretching and pressing deep inside. Thin liquid began to seep around them, soaking my palm and her thighs, a dark wet stain appearing on the bedspread between her legs. Her body began to tremble, soft thighs and round stomach jiggling as waves of pleasure spread from her core. I whipped out my fingers and Melissa gushed. A hot stream of piss like liquid arced from her gash, spraying the front of my shirt, followed by several smaller streams of ejaculate until just a small trickle emerged from her gaping and swollen pussy. I looked at the soggy mess between her legs, watching as her gaping hole twitched and spasmed. Jasmine leaned forward to get a better view lifting herself from Melissa's mouth.

"Mel.. You dirty bitch!" She squealed with delight, giggling uncontrollably.

Free'd from her smothering Melissa's excitement could be heard more loudly and clearly.

"Oh My.. Oh FUCK!.. Oh My God.." She almost screamed. Loud "Ooh"s and "Aah"s punctuated the words along with some most unladylike grunting.

"I.. I.. Oh Jesus Jasmine.. I never did that before.. I'm so embarassed!!.. Oh shit." She continued, panting and gasping, almost exhausted.

"Oh Mel.. No,no.. That was so beautiful.. So fucking hot.. You dirty, dirty girl. I'm so proud of you." Jasmine replied, breaking out in another fit of giggles.

I retrieved the scissors from the counter, and began removing the tape and ropes from Melissa's legs. Jasmine rolled her onto her side allowing nme to cut the tape from her wrists. Melissa rolled onto her back once more, arms out by her sides, panting and sweating, body still juddering and trembling as the aftershocks of her massive orgasms continued to roll through her body.

Jasmine settled back down, lowering her cunt on Melissa's mouth once more. Melissa, still breathless, brought her hands up to hold onto Jasmine's hips and resumed lapping between her legs. I removed my now wet boxers as I watched Jasmine lean back on her hands, pussy tipping up and forward as Melissa's tongue tickled and teased her between her legs and arse cheeks. I climbed up on the bed, knees either side of Melissa's sumptuous stomach, and removed the pegs from her nipples. Then straddling her chest, big round boobs squishing against my arse I began to stroke my cock to full hardness. Looking down all I could see of Melissa's face was her chin as Jasmine slowly rubbed over her face, occasionally I would spy the tip of her her tongue as it snaked between Jasmines puffy lips.

I placed the head of my cock against Jasmines clit, then drew it down and up between her lips two or three times, the tip glistening with pre cum, separating them, then pressed against her hole. I watched as she stretched around me, lips parting around the fat head, then closing around and gripping the shaft as she swallowed it. A deep moan escaped Jasmines lips as I entered her. So hot and tight inside I throbbed and began to rock back and forth very slowly fucking her with just the head of my cock. I could feel Melissa's fat boobs cushioning my arse, hard nipples pressing against my cheeks.

Melissa groped on the bed for the Hitachi, found it and managed to switch it on, then bringing her arm over Jasmines stomach, fumbled it into place on her clit.

"Oh yes.." Jasmine groaned.

I pushed deeper, gradually lengthening my stroke, thick white cream oozed from Jasmine, coating my shaft and Melissa's chin. Soon I was all the way in. My balls slapped Melissa's chin and my stomach pressed against the head of the Hitachi, pushing it harder against Jasmines clit at the end of each thrust. Jasmine was moaning in time with my thrusting, the delicate noises she made as I fucked her heightening my arousal, spurring me on, I quickened the pace. I could hear Melissa's muffled moans too, mixing with Jasmine's, while she tongued her holes.

Jasmine writhed more vigorously as I fucked her harder and deeper, Melissa's moans became more muffled as Jasmine bore down harder on her face. I could feel my orgasm building, cock twitching and throbbing inside her. I pushed harder and harder, Jasmine grunting each time I slammed against the wand and my cock filled her to it's fullest.

And then I was coming. Twitching deep inside her, hot and wet, three or four spurts as I held myself fully inside. Then whipping out to spray the last two or so weaker spurts over the head of the Hitachi and her pussy. Thick white come dripped onto Melissa's chin, mixing with Jasmine's creamy grool. Jasmine continued to writhe on Melissa's face, Melissa holding the wand firm against her clit, tongue