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It was a few days before they, remembering the security box, found themselves in the vaults of, well, shall we say a popular high street bank. The paperwork completed they produced their key and the manager his then he withdrew. The box, bigger than they had expected and the contents, much more varied, a pack of DVD’s that father had obviously had converted, all in a big manila envelope another envelope of pictures, another of deeds, and a selection of birth, marriage and death certificates, a couple of packages of rings, a matched pearl neckless and a Cartier watch in its box with its certificates. They soon had it scooped into a Supermarket shopping bag as a security ploy and were away to the house to paw over the contents in private.
The watch and the pearls they knew would be worth a lot, and the deeds, well, though the house was worth a fortune, the chances of them ever leaving that old-but-comfortable place, were slim to say the least.
Tim laid out the DVD`s in their protective numbered plastic sleeves… 1 to 18… which explained why the other films had been numbered from 19!
The big envelope of pictures all a4 size, revealed shots of both parents, together or separately engaged in various positions with one another and a lot of other folk, all naked and with most of the women sporting brands, of one size and letter or another. One that caught Sylvia`s eye was of her very pregnant mother, dated for the week before her own birth, and with a pencil note ‘hoping for more luck with this one’ Which for Sylvia explained a lot.
It was time for another evening with Binky, who for some unknown reason Tim had found he loved the whole idea of watching his friend in action with his beloved wife.
Having told her of this new fantasy and her having firstly apologised for being carried away last time, she ‘reluctantly’ agreed to sharing her body with the well -hung Binky, yet again, emphasising it was Tim`s idea…!
So, arrangements were made by telephone that very afternoon with Binky to spend a whole weekend with them, sex was not mentioned at all and it was offer which he gladly jumped at though I must say I didn’t blame him one jot!!! Binky arrived prompt at six on the Friday, after close of play at the shop.
They settled him in and then ate together, the chat soon coming around to the new equipment, which he had brought with him, and the DVDs he had so far converted, some of which, in fact all of which, he had found in his words “stimulating!”
They all laughed and he a little shamefaced went on to say that “he had had to work in his back room on his own as his shop woman would have been a lucky girl if he hadn`t!” they laughed when he added, that “She`s 19 stone60 years old and only 5feet 6 so you can see if I contemplated jumping her… it`s been a desperate week!”
Sylvia laughing said “poor old Binky, you have had a hard time!” and they all laughed at his embarrassment, then she said in a much more serious voice; “Look Binky, we do understand the problems of editing this sort of stuff, and it has been decided that I am to help you out sexually, at weekends, if that’s acceptable?”
His jaw dropped a little and he nodded, like an automaton while glancing at Tim as if to say is this real! Tim hastened to confirm it was and then said; “naturally there would be some restrictions but if we stick to the two rules I see no reason to not enjoy one another!”
This was greeted by a bemused nod and he outlined the two rules he had in mind.
“Firstly, what starts here stays here, if I heard one hint of our games outside these four walls, that would be that as, well, we all need discression, you as a business man know that I am sure…secondly, there should be no restriction on what we do, I am happy to let you use my wife in any way she is happy with, but if anyone, players or voyeur, at any time, uses the safe word, it stops immediately, regardless of how near or far we are, immediately, game over.”
He looked at Binky who enthusiastically was nodding his acceptance, as did his wife. Binky then asked what should be the safe word?
They chose ‘zebra’ it being not a word in normal conversation. Binky, still a bit nonplussed, thanked Tim for being so understanding, then turned to Sylvia, took her hand and said that “he thought last time, was just one of those heat of the moment happenings, he had hoped… but had thought in reality it may have be a red-faced moment when he came back here!”
Sylvia, looked deep in his eyes and explained that; “Tim and I, have always had a close relationship, since we married we have never strayed though Tim has long harboured a wish to see me with another chap, although until last week we have never felt that much turned on! I believe Tim had some bi tendencies as a young man and has had me analy a number of times, but neither of us had until last week any BDSM thoughts, but now I wonder as I have never been so turned on as I was watching that film and sorting through the photographs!”
Tim nodded and shyly admitted he loved anal be it male or female, but agreed that he had never strayed till last week here, and that he had not realised how much he had been turned on by the pain and bondage thing before.
Binky had until now not heard about the photographs, and asked of them so the albums and the envelopes were produced, which, while she filled the dish washer occupied the two men as Tim read from the ledger and Binky pawed over the images.
She returned with coffee and still sat at the table, saying that she and Tim had told him of their inner-most sexual tendencies, perhaps he would like to afford them the same courtesy.
He apologised, then said that; he and his wife who had passed away with cancer after just a year of marriage, three years ago. they had married knowing she had the terminal disease, but had still had a brilliant year, being a sexual pair, loving bondage and a little pain, the pain she bore had progressed as her pain medication was increased finally she circumed devastating him so much that since he had not had a regular partner, though a couple of one-night stands had been a relief to him!
They sat in silence for a moment then he asked about contraception, but was relieved when she explained that she was unable to bear c***dren, so the problem would not arise, though she was touched that he had thought about it.
They adjourned to the play room, coffee and cakes in hand. Binky impressed with the changes they had completed in a week.
They drank their coffee, Binky still sifting through the pictures, commenting on the branding ones, and saying it must be a real test of willpower to have that done. Tim, in reply, sifting out the last one and saying that “if you think that’s a test try this one, the last a Miss Mavis Wendover who not only received her hubby`s brand she stood un bound and received the iron supporting her own breast to do so!
Binky was suitably impressed and said so while silently looking at Sylvia as if to ask if she could do that asking sort of way.
Sylvia quietly and to Tim`s amazement said, “Since seeing these pictures, I have asked myself that very question all week, and I have come to the conclusion that if I was completely in the zone, it is perhaps a possibility one day, but I would have to be bound and very tightly!”
There was a long silence then Tim said; “that for him she didn’t have to be marked, but then added “though it would be the greatest compliment any husband could ever receive!”
That comment was received with a broad smile from Binky and a raised eye-brow from Sylvia.
Binky to lighten the mood leant over to Sylvia and whispered seductively “would you rather watch another film or two? Nodding at the tv in the corner, he said; that that will be convenient, and its warm up here, then tomorrow I shall set up the cinema for you.
She began to smile, muttered your eager, to which he chuckled, “if you`d had it three times in the last few years and was offered it, you would be eager… Then he kissed her hand and she said, “oh dear, you are a poor old sod,” then added with a cheeky grin,” you had better get some films in from your car then!”
To Tim`s amazement He was out of his seat and shot off like a bullet from a gun. Sylvia turned down the lights and sent Tim to the bar for drinks. Before he returned, and it took only a short time, Binky had a box in front of her saying you choose.
Laughing she picked one out without looking, it was a lucky dip!
He inserted the disc and they sat, as the video lined up, Tim reading from the ledger under the number 27 and dated 1940, “the ladies name is Penny, lady Penny Worth of [removed by sensor]
The notes said; Unusually she was a single lady, but she had a partner, a large American black, who had been with her since well before the war, it had caused a great scandal, a white well to do lady living with a black man, was not only frowned upon it was positively shunned.
However, Lady Penny was well healed, and a strong character to boot, telling the dissenters that if they could supply as large hung and energetic a stud as the young man in question then she would like to know of it, till then she told them where to bugger off too in short order!
The film was black and white, though there was a sound-track and it followed the tried and trusted storyline, starting with an introduction out in the garden, a fine summer day, a barrage balloon floating peacefully against an empty sky over the distant town of [removed by sensor] a background that dated the scene within a little.
Silvester, sat quietly as Cissily introduced the lady Penny and then the pretty blonde in turn introduced the coloured lad that was her companion. It was not a love type relationship more mistress and slave! She explained that the tall black was here to be punished as he had been unfaithful, with her ex friend! She Explained she was a founder member (the first they had heard of the membership) of the marked arse club, (known, they later found as MAC) and she had brought the stud to have him punished, share him with the hostess, and to have him marked as her-slave.
The tall ebony stud, bowed his head and once more with tears in his eyes apologised, saying in a high whining voice; crying “Please Misses, I will never do such a thing again.”
However, the pretty lady Penny was in no mood for that saying; “He has said that before and if he didn`t submit himself, she would disown him and then have him enlisted, she knew enough folk in the war office to get him not only enrolled he would be sent to the front and quick smart.” He knew this was no idle threat, throwing himself at her feet and agreeing to any punishment rather than be enlisted or parted from her and the good life.
The three sat glued to the screen, as at Lady Penny`s command the American lad began to remove his clothing. Lady Penny watching every move, as was the other women present, for the screen revealed, as the camera panned round, four other ladies, all unusually for these films fully dressed, however each about the same age as Cissily and each had dangling from her wrist a small but wicked looking whip.
The luckless victim as he disrobed eyed the whips in a worried way, as the ladies in turn eyed up his muscle bound young body, each savouring the sight of taught ebony skin and the rippling 6 pack with looks that told of their lust.
Lady Penny stopped the disrobing at his very white underpants, made whiter by the contrast, to the dark skin. She told him to stand, then remonstrated that “his tent had no pole!” the lad spluttered that “he was so scared and that no one would get a stand in the circumstances” and that “he also needed to pee, as well misses.”
Smiling now she took a pair of handcuffs and fastened the lad`s wrists behind him, took a good grip through his pants of the still unseen tool and led him to the fish pond, saying she did not wish him to be uncomfortable!
The lad still covered up, stood trembling beside the big formal pond, the sound of the fountain water trickling and spraying encouraging his need to pass water, and increasing his discomfort.
Lady Penny motioned the four ladies forward, as she snapped off a dry reed and snapped it into short lengths, holding up in her hand four pieces, they each drew one. The shortest lady luckily a dark haired little bundle in a tweed two piece drawing the shortest straw. The remaing ladies looked crestfallen when the lucky winner was instructed to remove the lad`s pants, which she soon slid south with gusto, revealing a wand the like of which, most if not all of the assembled folk had never seen going on the looks on their faces. The slack tool hung a good 11 or 12 inches, it`s girth too was exceptional as its black snake like appearance lay resting on a pair of balls any man would be proud to own.
Without instruction she held the thing using both hands, and enjoying the sensation she pointed it at the nearest Lilly pad, with the single command “PISS!”
With relief the lad let go a stream that hit the pad with force, continuing for some seconds as he relieved himself noisily.
The stream died as all streams do and our pretty little aimer pulled him around to face her, the little whip bobbing about on its thong while she rapidly took the damp foreskin and began sucking it dry of the last few drips, savouring the taste as if it was Bollinger!
Tim by now was squirming in his armchair and the other two were on the sofa, Binky`s arm around Sylvia hand cupping her erect nipple all eyes fixed on the screen.
Again, Lady Penny presented the reed `s to the remaining ladies, the lucky lady this time a slightly older woman with a perm dressed in a light-coloured frock who was told to “stiffen that!”
And stiffen it she did, both hands replacing the tweedy woman`s and working on the appendage with much enjoyment, his tool stiffening as it was trained to do, the whip on its thong bouncing with each stroke of the wrist, all under the drooling gaze of the assembled onlookers. The tool now livid, Cissily, in the background, could be seen removing her knickers in anticipation , then at Lady Penny`s behest she lay on the grass, and the lad his hands now released, was fetched to her, and the giant pole, stiff and ready, now easily 14” long inserted into Cissily, not without some pain it must be said, though any of the assembled women would have changed places in a trice their faces showing jealousy as they watched the thing slowly vanish deep into their now groaning hostess.
The lad began his dance, to the painful groans of Cissily and the envy of the women. Lady Penny instructing the four to; “whip his back and butt until he comes” a duty they did with much energy, spurred on by jealousy! Those first shots tentatively stinging his back, then with ever increasing force, both faster and harder till after some minutes with a crescendo of blows, his buttocks clenched, as he filled his impaled victim with a massive bolt of hot seed, his huge balls jiggling a little at the moment of discharge. It was poetry in motion, and his victim, Cissily, Sylvia`s mother, lay full and devastated as the long tool withdrew, as the ladies stepped away whips in hand, all looking flushed to say the least.
The handcuffs reappeared, and the lad was rapidly secured again this time with his hands in front of him, so he could not sooth the sore whip marks. Cissily lay still clothed her dress up, her sex exposed, cum still running from her in a river, her stunned husband and the other women sitting on the grass with shocked faces as Lady Penny explained to the amazement of all present that “it was always like that”, and that “he can usually go again in about 15 minutes and it`s normally a real load!”
By now Binky`s hand was deep in Sylvia`s bra, her nipples like bullets, Tim openly wanking himself at the sight of his wife being m*****ed, while glancing at the screen from time to time, though by now it was secondary to the action before him.
The film was paused with the remote by Binky as, he felt they had seen enough for now, it stopped on a close up of Sylvia`s mother`s delightfully ravaged sex, still draining itself onto the summer grass all those years ago and filling the 22” screen as an erotic back-drop to the sex they both craved.
Sylvia slumped hers head into Binky`s lap She could feel his manhood stiff under his trousers, no massive black stud our Binky but stiff, white and willing as she had expected.
They tore the clothes from one another in a frenzy, shirt, blouse, bra knickers, pants socks trousers and dress all flew about in a whirlwind, they needed one-another desperately, within seconds like her mother before her, she was on her back, impaled, pinned to the carpet by an eager thrusting pelvis that danced itself up and down eagerly and forced its rigid invader deep into her body with a determination and an enthusiasm she had not enjoyed for quite a while. Within seconds they were there, both sweating gasping and groaning, fingers digging into flesh in their passion, desperately thrusting pelvises together, in an attempt to force themselves further into one another. A moment of bliss as he pumped himself into her belly and then a slow sag to that all-embracing world of euphoria.
They lay, still conjoined but relaxed, limp both inside and out, they became aware of the TV still showing the wet sex of her own dear mother, of Tim, cum all over the legs of his trousers, his now flaccid cock limp on his fly, his face flushed, the sight of the lovers having been too much. They all lay in an amazed silence, exhausted for the moment, but knowing this was just the start.
It was a few days before they, remembering the security box, found themselves in the vaults of, well, shall we say a popular high street bank. The paperwork completed they produced their key and the manager his then he withdrew. The box, bigger than they had expected and the contents, much more varied, a pack of DVD’s that father had obviously had converted, all in a big manila envelope another envelope of pictures, another of deeds, and a selection of birth, marriage and death certificates, a couple of packages of rings, a matched pearl neckless and a Cartier watch in its box with its certificates. They soon had it scooped into a Supermarket shopping bag as a security ploy and were away to the house to paw over the contents in private.
The watch and the pearls they knew would be worth a lot, and the deeds, well, though the house was worth a fortune, the chances of them ever leaving that old-but-comfortable place, were slim to say the least.
Tim laid out the DVD`s in their protective numbered plastic sleeves… 1 to 18… which explained why the other films had been numbered from 19!
The big envelope of pictures all a4 size, revealed shots of both parents, together or separately engaged in various positions with one another and a lot of other folk, all naked and with most of the women sporting brands, of one size and letter or another. One that caught Sylvia`s eye was of her very pregnant mother, dated for the week before her own birth, and with a pencil note ‘hoping for more luck with this one’ Which for Sylvia explained a lot.
It was time for another evening with Binky, who for some unknown reason Tim had found he loved the whole idea of watching his friend in action with his beloved wife.
Having told her of this new fantasy and her having firstly apologised for being carried away last time, she ‘reluctantly’ agreed to sharing her body with the well -hung Binky, yet again, emphasising it was Tim`s idea…!
So, arrangements were made by telephone that very afternoon with Binky to spend a whole weekend with them, sex was not mentioned at all and it was offer which he gladly jumped at though I must say I didn’t blame him one jot!!! Binky arrived prompt at six on the Friday, after close of play at the shop.
They settled him in and then ate together, the chat soon coming around to the new equipment, which he had brought with him, and the DVDs he had so far converted, some of which, in fact all of which, he had found in his words “stimulating!”
They all laughed and he a little shamefaced went on to say that “he had had to work in his back room on his own as his shop woman would have been a lucky girl if he hadn`t!” they laughed when he added, that “She`s 19 stone60 years old and only 5feet 6 so you can see if I contemplated jumping her… it`s been a desperate week!”
Sylvia laughing said “poor old Binky, you have had a hard time!” and they all laughed at his embarrassment, then she said in a much more serious voice; “Look Binky, we do understand the problems of editing this sort of stuff, and it has been decided that I am to help you out sexually, at weekends, if that’s acceptable?”
His jaw dropped a little and he nodded, like an automaton while glancing at Tim as if to say is this real! Tim hastened to confirm it was and then said; “naturally there would be some restrictions but if we stick to the two rules I see no reason to not enjoy one another!”
This was greeted by a bemused nod and he outlined the two rules he had in mind.
“Firstly, what starts here stays here, if I heard one hint of our games outside these four walls, that would be that as, well, we all need discression, you as a business man know that I am sure…secondly, there should be no restriction on what we do, I am happy to let you use my wife in any way she is happy with, but if anyone, players or voyeur, at any time, uses the safe word, it stops immediately, regardless of how near or far we are, immediately, game over.”
He looked at Binky who enthusiastically was nodding his acceptance, as did his wife. Binky then asked what should be the safe word?
They chose ‘zebra’ it being not a word in normal conversation. Binky, still a bit nonplussed, thanked Tim for being so understanding, then turned to Sylvia, took her hand and said that “he thought last time, was just one of those heat of the moment happenings, he had hoped… but had thought in reality it may have be a red-faced moment when he came back here!”
Sylvia, looked deep in his eyes and explained that; “Tim and I, have always had a close relationship, since we married we have never strayed though Tim has long harboured a wish to see me with another chap, although until last week we have never felt that much turned on! I believe Tim had some bi tendencies as a young man and has had me analy a number of times, but neither of us had until last week any BDSM thoughts, but now I wonder as I have never been so turned on as I was watching that film and sorting through the photographs!”
Tim nodded and shyly admitted he loved anal be it male or female, but agreed that he had never strayed till last week here, and that he had not realised how much he had been turned on by the pain and bondage thing before.
Binky had until now not heard about the photographs, and asked of them so the albums and the envelopes were produced, which, while she filled the dish washer occupied the two men as Tim read from the ledger and Binky pawed over the images.
She returned with coffee and still sat at the table, saying that she and Tim had told him of their inner-most sexual tendencies, perhaps he would like to afford them the same courtesy.
He apologised, then said that; he and his wife who had passed away with cancer after just a year of marriage, three years ago. they had married knowing she had the terminal disease, but had still had a brilliant year, being a sexual pair, loving bondage and a little pain, the pain she bore had progressed as her pain medication was increased finally she circumed devastating him so much that since he had not had a regular partner, though a couple of one-night stands had been a relief to him!
They sat in silence for a moment then he asked about contraception, but was relieved when she explained that she was unable to bear c***dren, so the problem would not arise, though she was touched that he had thought about it.
They adjourned to the play room, coffee and cakes in hand. Binky impressed with the changes they had completed in a week.
They drank their coffee, Binky still sifting through the pictures, commenting on the branding ones, and saying it must be a real test of willpower to have that done. Tim, in reply, sifting out the last one and saying that “if you think that’s a test try this one, the last a Miss Mavis Wendover who not only received her hubby`s brand she stood un bound and received the iron supporting her own breast to do so!
Binky was suitably impressed and said so while silently looking at Sylvia as if to ask if she could do that asking sort of way.
Sylvia quietly and to Tim`s amazement said, “Since seeing these pictures, I have asked myself that very question all week, and I have come to the conclusion that if I was completely in the zone, it is perhaps a possibility one day, but I would have to be bound and very tightly!”
There was a long silence then Tim said; “that for him she didn’t have to be marked, but then added “though it would be the greatest compliment any husband could ever receive!”
That comment was received with a broad smile from Binky and a raised eye-brow from Sylvia.
Binky to lighten the mood leant over to Sylvia and whispered seductively “would you rather watch another film or two? Nodding at the tv in the corner, he said; that that will be convenient, and its warm up here, then tomorrow I shall set up the cinema for you.
She began to smile, muttered your eager, to which he chuckled, “if you`d had it three times in the last few years and was offered it, you would be eager… Then he kissed her hand and she said, “oh dear, you are a poor old sod,” then added with a cheeky grin,” you had better get some films in from your car then!”
To Tim`s amazement He was out of his seat and shot off like a bullet from a gun. Sylvia turned down the lights and sent Tim to the bar for drinks. Before he returned, and it took only a short time, Binky had a box in front of her saying you choose.
Laughing she picked one out without looking, it was a lucky dip!
He inserted the disc and they sat, as the video lined up, Tim reading from the ledger under the number 27 and dated 1940, “the ladies name is Penny, lady Penny Worth of [removed by sensor]
The notes said; Unusually she was a single lady, but she had a partner, a large American black, who had been with her since well before the war, it had caused a great scandal, a white well to do lady living with a black man, was not only frowned upon it was positively shunned.
However, Lady Penny was well healed, and a strong character to boot, telling the dissenters that if they could supply as large hung and energetic a stud as the young man in question then she would like to know of it, till then she told them where to bugger off too in short order!
The film was black and white, though there was a sound-track and it followed the tried and trusted storyline, starting with an introduction out in the garden, a fine summer day, a barrage balloon floating peacefully against an empty sky over the distant town of [removed by sensor] a background that dated the scene within a little.
Silvester, sat quietly as Cissily introduced the lady Penny and then the pretty blonde in turn introduced the coloured lad that was her companion. It was not a love type relationship more mistress and slave! She explained that the tall black was here to be punished as he had been unfaithful, with her ex friend! She Explained she was a founder member (the first they had heard of the membership) of the marked arse club, (known, they later found as MAC) and she had brought the stud to have him punished, share him with the hostess, and to have him marked as her-slave.
The tall ebony stud, bowed his head and once more with tears in his eyes apologised, saying in a high whining voice; crying “Please Misses, I will never do such a thing again.”
However, the pretty lady Penny was in no mood for that saying; “He has said that before and if he didn`t submit himself, she would disown him and then have him enlisted, she knew enough folk in the war office to get him not only enrolled he would be sent to the front and quick smart.” He knew this was no idle threat, throwing himself at her feet and agreeing to any punishment rather than be enlisted or parted from her and the good life.
The three sat glued to the screen, as at Lady Penny`s command the American lad began to remove his clothing. Lady Penny watching every move, as was the other women present, for the screen revealed, as the camera panned round, four other ladies, all unusually for these films fully dressed, however each about the same age as Cissily and each had dangling from her wrist a small but wicked looking whip.
The luckless victim as he disrobed eyed the whips in a worried way, as the ladies in turn eyed up his muscle bound young body, each savouring the sight of taught ebony skin and the rippling 6 pack with looks that told of their lust.
Lady Penny stopped the disrobing at his very white underpants, made whiter by the contrast, to the dark skin. She told him to stand, then remonstrated that “his tent had no pole!” the lad spluttered that “he was so scared and that no one would get a stand in the circumstances” and that “he also needed to pee, as well misses.”
Smiling now she took a pair of handcuffs and fastened the lad`s wrists behind him, took a good grip through his pants of the still unseen tool and led him to the fish pond, saying she did not wish him to be uncomfortable!
The lad still covered up, stood trembling beside the big formal pond, the sound of the fountain water trickling and spraying encouraging his need to pass water, and increasing his discomfort.
Lady Penny motioned the four ladies forward, as she snapped off a dry reed and snapped it into short lengths, holding up in her hand four pieces, they each drew one. The shortest lady luckily a dark haired little bundle in a tweed two piece drawing the shortest straw. The remaing ladies looked crestfallen when the lucky winner was instructed to remove the lad`s pants, which she soon slid south with gusto, revealing a wand the like of which, most if not all of the assembled folk had never seen going on the looks on their faces. The slack tool hung a good 11 or 12 inches, it`s girth too was exceptional as its black snake like appearance lay resting on a pair of balls any man would be proud to own.
Without instruction she held the thing using both hands, and enjoying the sensation she pointed it at the nearest Lilly pad, with the single command “PISS!”
With relief the lad let go a stream that hit the pad with force, continuing for some seconds as he relieved himself noisily.
The stream died as all streams do and our pretty little aimer pulled him around to face her, the little whip bobbing about on its thong while she rapidly took the damp foreskin and began sucking it dry of the last few drips, savouring the taste as if it was Bollinger!
Tim by now was squirming in his armchair and the other two were on the sofa, Binky`s arm around Sylvia hand cupping her erect nipple all eyes fixed on the screen.
Again, Lady Penny presented the reed `s to the remaining ladies, the lucky lady this time a slightly older woman with a perm dressed in a light-coloured frock who was told to “stiffen that!”
And stiffen it she did, both hands replacing the tweedy woman`s and working on the appendage with much enjoyment, his tool stiffening as it was trained to do, the whip on its thong bouncing with each stroke of the wrist, all under the drooling gaze of the assembled onlookers. The tool now livid, Cissily, in the background, could be seen removing her knickers in anticipation , then at Lady Penny`s behest she lay on the grass, and the lad his hands now released, was fetched to her, and the giant pole, stiff and ready, now easily 14” long inserted into Cissily, not without some pain it must be said, though any of the assembled women would have changed places in a trice their faces showing jealousy as they watched the thing slowly vanish deep into their now groaning hostess.
The lad began his dance, to the painful groans of Cissily and the envy of the women. Lady Penny instructing the four to; “whip his back and butt until he comes” a duty they did with much energy, spurred on by jealousy! Those first shots tentatively stinging his back, then with ever increasing force, both faster and harder till after some minutes with a crescendo of blows, his buttocks clenched, as he filled his impaled victim with a massive bolt of hot seed, his huge balls jiggling a little at the moment of discharge. It was poetry in motion, and his victim, Cissily, Sylvia`s mother, lay full and devastated as the long tool withdrew, as the ladies stepped away whips in hand, all looking flushed to say the least.
The handcuffs reappeared, and the lad was rapidly secured again this time with his hands in front of him, so he could not sooth the sore whip marks. Cissily lay still clothed her dress up, her sex exposed, cum still running from her in a river, her stunned husband and the other women sitting on the grass with shocked faces as Lady Penny explained to the amazement of all present that “it was always like that”, and that “he can usually go again in about 15 minutes and it`s normally a real load!”
By now Binky`s hand was deep in Sylvia`s bra, her nipples like bullets, Tim openly wanking himself at the sight of his wife being m*****ed, while glancing at the screen from time to time, though by now it was secondary to the action before him.
The film was paused with the remote by Binky as, he felt they had seen enough for now, it stopped on a close up of Sylvia`s mother`s delightfully ravaged sex, still draining itself onto the summer grass all those years ago and filling the 22” screen as an erotic back-drop to the sex they both craved.
Sylvia slumped hers head into Binky`s lap She could feel his manhood stiff under his trousers, no massive black stud our Binky but stiff, white and willing as she had expected.
They tore the clothes from one another in a frenzy, shirt, blouse, bra knickers, pants socks trousers and dress all flew about in a whirlwind, they needed one-another desperately, within seconds like her mother before her, she was on her back, impaled, pinned to the carpet by an eager thrusting pelvis that danced itself up and down eagerly and forced its rigid invader deep into her body with a determination and an enthusiasm she had not enjoyed for quite a while. Within seconds they were there, both sweating gasping and groaning, fingers digging into flesh in their passion, desperately thrusting pelvises together, in an attempt to force themselves further into one another. A moment of bliss as he pumped himself into her belly and then a slow sag to that all-embracing world of euphoria.
They lay, still conjoined but relaxed, limp both inside and out, they became aware of the TV still showing the wet sex of her own dear mother, of Tim, cum all over the legs of his trousers, his now flaccid cock limp on his fly, his face flushed, the sight of the lovers having been too much. They all lay in an amazed silence, exhausted for the moment, but knowing this was just the start.
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