Eleanors Beach
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It was Saturday night, the night of Teresa's birthday party. I arrived at 8.00 pm, to find the party in full swing and about thirty people present. I squeezed through the crowded kitchen and made my way to the living room, meeting Emma along the way. She kissed me full on the lips and whispered "Still can't get over the excitement of last Saturday night, it was awesome!"
"Where is Eleanor?" I asked.
"She is in her bedroom!" Emma replied.
So I continued but now heading for Eleanor's bedroom. In case someone else was in there with her and possibly undressed or doing something private, I knocked, waited then entered. Eleanor was alone. She turned to me and threw her arms round my neck giving me a passionate kiss. Strange I thought she never was this tactile before.
"I thought you were never going to get here, I am really horny tonight and given the chance would fuck you here and now before introducing you to some of our friends!" she purred.
With that she took my hand and pushed it under her dress to reveal her knickerless shaved cunt. She was literally soaked.
"What has got you so sure fired up tonight?" I asked.
"It's just remembering that one week ago tonight we three girls were your bitches in the park, stark naked." "Do you know it took three days to stop feeling the effects of those damn nettles!" she said smiling. "Teresa has not stopped talking about that couple and what they did in the bushes!" she added.
"Talking of Teresa, where is the birthday girl!" I asked "I have a special present here for her" I continued.
"She should be in the living room, I think" Eleanor answered. "What did you get her?" she enquired.
"That would be telling!" I insisted "let's go find her and you can watch her open it!" I added.
We walked out into the hall way and turned right into the living room, Eleanor appeared not to notice but it seemed strange to me. All the men were on one side of the room and all the women on the other. They only opposite sex in the wrong section so to speak were Emma, serving drinks. There was no sign of Teresa.
"Not very well planned your party, I must say" I said.
"Oh why is that, Master" Eleanor enquired.
"What you did not see!" I responded, "All the men on one side of the room all the women on the other, what happened to mixing?" I asked.
"Oh Ray, of course you don't know, do you?" Eleanor sounded surprised. "You're about the only heterosexual male we know, all the others in their as bi sexual to say the least if not out and out gay" "Even all the woman in there are lesbians or part way to becoming lesbian" she chuckled.
"Oh I see. What am I supposed to do float on an imaginary middle line" I asked.
"No silly, just go and relax, if a man comes over to talk to you just say it's not your thing and they will leave you alone" She chided.
She pulled out of the living room and we found our way to Teresa's bedroom. Eleanor pushes straight through the door without knocking.
"Teresa, look who has finally turned up!" Eleanor said.
"Hi Sexy" Teresa shouted, much to the annoyance of George. She came over and planted a large wet kiss on my lips. She whispered "Any more adventures in the pipe line?"
"Wait and See" I replied. "Come into the living room and open the present I bought you" I added.
"Come on George; let's go see what Ray has bought me!" Teresa called out.
Once in the living room, I produced a largish sized box (about 9 inches by 15 inches), wrapped in gold foil paper and tied with a big red ribbon. I handed it to Teresa, who started ripping the paper away. When the plain cardboard box was fully revealed she tore open its lid. Inside was a slightly smaller box wrapped in silver foil paper. She tossed aside the now empty 1st box, eagerly tearing her way into the new box. Then opening the lid of this new box found yet another wrapped box inside.
"What is this?" Teresa said laughing, "If this continues down to just a pair of panties, you're in big trouble, pal" she said
I shot her a look which said you would threaten me your Master. Teresa smiled as though to say, you know I don't mean it. Five more boxes later with a room full of laughter and some genuine intrigue as to what the present would ultimately turn out to be. She started to open the final box, which was about the size of a box of tissues.
I then placed my hands over her eyes and said when you open the lid, turn it upside down and tip it out on to the floor. The tone of my voice meant she knew not to disobey me. As she tipped the contents o the floor the first recognizable item to tumble out was a peek a boo bra, the type that allows your nipple to protrude through, a matching pair of silk crutch less panties fluttered to the floor, along with the clank of something metal.
When She picked up the metal object she saw it was a pair of hand cuffs, She looked startled, until I said "I know who much you like George to be your prisoner, so with these undies and the handcuffs, he cannot escape your charms, even if he wanted to"
A male voice at the back said "But who wears the undies" which received a roar of laughter.
A female voice from the other side of the room said "Come on Teresa, go put them on and let's see if they fit" again to a chorus of laughter and chants of put them on.
Teresa looked at me, I nodded and she left the room, returning 10 minutes later adorned in her new underwear. "George, come here!" I said and George duly obliged. "As she is your pussy, you should be first to taste the cream?" I added
Teresa the interjected "No, Master, you bought then for me, you should be first to taste the cream!" George's head dropped.
Sometime during the night, Eleanor had slipped off Robert and had turned out the lamp. She had pulled a single sheet over them and happily wrapped an arm over her new lover and held him close. As he snored softly, she thought how nice it was to have a real man in her bed after all these years. Her mind wandered for a few minutes while she tried to think of what the future might bring. She knew she wanted Robert in that future. She fell back to sleep and didn't awaken until she felt Robert...
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The sun began to peek above the thatched roofs of Loch Carnach as Eleanor moved quickly through the village looking for Kate’s thatch. Situated close to the other reach of forest, Kate’s small tigh looked much like her own, outcasted, out of the community. The only difference was that Kate’s brothers had 2 other small tighs meters from her’s, their own little community. As she crossed the small expanse of empty grass, she saw her, carting her wooded bucket to get water for her brothers. ...
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