Gladys
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"I think Erin should go first," Brad said. "Remember, the first four dares have to be between a boy and a girl."
Erin thought for a moment and said, "I dare Brad to kiss Jenny's foot."
Brad picked up my foot and began to kiss it. He took my big toe in his mouth and sucked it, causing me to squirm. I had never had my toes kissed and I loved it.
After releasing my foot, Brad said, "I dare Jenny to kiss Frank on the mouth, with tongue."
I knelt, put my arms around Frank's neck and we kissed. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and he accepted it. We kissed for a few moments and then I sat back.
"Okay, Jenny, your turn. You get to dare Erin or Frank," Brad said.
"I dare Erin to-I dare Erin to play with Brad's cock," I said.
Erin sat up, reached into Brad's lap and curled her fingers around his dick. She moved her hand up and down a couple of times and then pulled it away. Erin's chest was a bit flushed and her cheeks were red.
After clearing her throat, Erin said, "I, um, I dare Frank to touch Jenny between the legs."
I rose up on my knees and parted my legs. Frank reached between them and rubbed me for a few moments. I felt his hand press against me and I wiggled.
Frank said, "I dare Brad to play with Erin's boobs."
Brad covered Erin's boobs with his hands and kneaded her firm mounds. Erin sighed and leaned into his hands.
The first four dares were finished and anything was fair. It was Brad's turn and he dared me to kiss Erin's pussy. I rolled onto my back and told Erin to lower herself onto my waiting mouth. Holding her hips, I pulled Erin down and pushed my tongue into her wet pussy. Erin squirmed as my tongue drilled into her opening and she groaned. When she tried to pull away, I held her in place.
Erin finally rolled off me and lay on the bed. I playfully smacked her bottom and giggled. Because I did the last dare, it was my turn.
I grinned and said, "I dare Frank to play with Brad's cock."
Everyone became quiet and waited for Frank to refuse the dare. Instead, he reached over and jacked his hand up and down a very surprised Brad's dick. I started to laugh and Frank pulled his hand away. "I hate to lose," Frank said. "I dare Erin to finger Jenny."
Erin giggled and I got on all fours. I wiggled my bottom at Erin and felt her finger enter me. She pumped her finger in and out of my pussy several times as I pushed back against her hand. When Erin pulled her finger out of me, I turned around, took her hand and sucked her finger.
Erin looked at me and then at Brad as she contemplated her next dare. "I have a question. If someone refused to do the dare, are they out or does the game end?"
"The person that refuses is out, the game continues until there is only one person left," Brad replied.
Erin nodded, got a devilish grin on her face and said, "In that case, I dare Brad to suck on Frank's dick." She started to giggle, thinking she just eliminated Brad from the game.
Much to Erin and Frank's amazement, Brad pushed Frank on his back. Leaned over and took his cock in his mouth. Brad moved his mouth up and down Frank's shaft a few times, sat up and smirked at Erin. "Fooled you, didn't I?"
Frank sat up and stared into Brad's eyes. "What the fuck was that all about?"
Brad laughed and said, "I hate to lose too!"
I moved over to Brad and kissed him as hard as I could. After I pulled back, Brad smiled at me and said, "What was that for?"
"That was so hot, Brad," I said so everyone could hear me. "Thanks for being such a good sport."
Brad laughed and said to Frank, "So how did I do for my first time?"
Frank didn't say anything. He just nodded and grinned.
"Okay, my turn again," Brad said. He rubbed his chin like a villain in a movie and said, "I dare Erin to suck my cock while Frank fucks her from behind."
Erin started to hesitate, but I moved close to her and whispered in her ear, "It's easy, Erin. Just get on your hands and knees and relax."
"I don't want Frank to get pissed at me, Jenny," Erin whispered.
"Don't worry, it's just fun. It doesn't mean anything," I told her.
"It means something to me," Erin pleaded. "I really care for Frank and I shouldn't be doing anything with another guy."
I shrugged my shoulders and sat back. Erin went to Frank, curled up on his lap and put her arms around his neck. Brad moved close to me and we watched Frank and Erin. They began to whisper to one another, but Brad and I couldn't hear what they were saying.
As they took turns whispering to each other, I put my mouth to Brad's ear and said, "I think the game is over. Erin is afraid of hurting Frank." Brad nodded. "That doesn't mean we can't fool around."
Brad grinned and I reached for his dick. We began to kiss and I moved my hand up and down his shaft. Brad's fingers found my opening and entered my pussy. While we were making out, I heard Erin groan and looked to see what was happening.
Frank was on his knees behind Erin, holding her hips and moving his cock in and out of her pussy. I caught her eye and smiled. Erin winked at me and licked her lips.
"Are you going to fool around with Jenny or come over here so I can suck your dick, Brad?" Erin moaned.
Brad and I giggled and he moved so he was kneeling in front of Erin. I took Brad's cock in my hand and guided him between Erin's lips. I sat back and watched as Brad and Frank developed a rhythm. They both pushed into Erin, Frank into her pussy and Brad into her mouth. Erin was growling around Brad and spit was dripping down her chin. After a few minutes, Erin pulled off Brad and said, "I dare Jenny to take my place."
I got on my hands and knees next to Erin and felt Frank enter me from behind. Brad put the head of his cock to my lips and I took him into my mouth. Within seconds, the two boys were back in sync.
Erin remained on her hands and knees next to me. She turned her head to look at me and smiled as she watched Brad's cock go into my throat. Supporting my weight with one arm, I reached under Erin and fondled her boob. Erin moaned and moved closer to me. I pulled my head back, looked up at Brad and motioned toward Erin with my head.
Brad moved around behind Erin and I started to kiss her. When Brad pushed his dick into her pussy, she looked back to see who was fucking her.
"Just enjoy it," I moaned as Erin's face took on a look of shock. She tried to smile and I heard Brad's hips start to slap against her ass.
Brad screwed Erin for a few minutes and then Erin let out a sharp screech. She scrambled away from Brad, jumped at Frank and knocked him out of me. Erin began crying and put her arms around Frank's neck.
"I'm sorry, Frank, so sorry. I just can't do it," Erin said.
Frank comforted her, put his arms around her and hugged Erin to his chest. He rubbed her back and told her it was okay.
Erin finally calmed down a little, but she was still crying. "Frank, I love you. I wanted to just fool around, but I can't. Please don't be mad at me."
"I'm not mad at you, Erin," Frank said. "I love you too. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
"Really, Frank? You really love me too?" Erin stopped sobbing and looked into his eyes.
"Yes, baby, I really love you. I wanted to tell you before, but I was afraid you'd think I was moving too fast," Frank told Erin as he covered her head with kisses.
I got up and took Brad's hand. Pulling him to his feet, we went to the settee and climbed into bed. We started to kiss and run our hands over each other until Brad rolled me on my back and put his cock into my pussy.
I listened to Frank and Erin's muffled voices as they traded words of endearment. The combination of their proclamation of everlasting love and Brad's steady movement made my body tingle and quiver.
Brad was whispering something in my ear, but it melded with what Erin was saying to Frank and became incoherent. I closed my eyes as my stomach muscles contracted and my orgasm washed through me.
My orgasm was a beginning rather than an end, the next starting to build as the first subsided. I reached for my legs, pulled them back and changed the angle of my vagina so Brad's cock rubbed a spot inside me that caused my next orgasm to be more intense than the last.
I felt Brad's cock swell and begin to pulse his semen into me, but he didn't stop his steady pounding. My legs strained in the position I held them in and I briefly reminded myself to resume the exercises I'd learned in gymnastics.
I think it was after my third orgasm, but it may have been the fourth, that I opened my eyes and looked at the airbed. Erin was on top of Frank, her body slowly rocking as they fucked. It seemed like Erin's motion was matched to Brad's and mine. Erin would rise as Brad pulled back and lower herself as Brad pushed back into me.
My hips came up to meet Brad as I pulled back on my legs. I turned to face him and our eyes met. Brad smiled at me and I smiled back.
Releasing one leg, I put my hand behind Brad's head and pulled him closer so I could whisper to him.
"I want you to hold my legs and fuck me hard, Brad," I hissed as he maintained his rhythmic thrusts.
Brad put his hands on my calves and increased the intensity of his thrusts. Our bodies came together with a distinctive slap each time he filled me. I gripped Brad's shoulders and tried to match his motion, but his movements became erratic and uncontrolled.
Once again, I felt him swell in my pussy and felt him cum in me. As his throbs subsided, my vaginal contractions began. Brad held himself still, pushed deep into me, as my pussy gripped and released his dick. When my climax began to waver, Brad collapsed onto me.
We lay still, holding one another for a few minutes. Brad released my legs and I hooked them over his to keep him from moving away from me. Once we regained our composure, I loosened my grip and asked him to roll us over.
Brad rocked from side to side a couple times and then he was on his back with me on top of him. Our mouths met and we kissed as I ground my boobs into his chest. I could feel his semi rigid cock stir in me and I clutched my muscles to let him know I was aware of him.
Sliding up slightly, I felt Brad's cock pull free of my pussy, leaving a feeling of emptiness. I could tell I was leaking on him as our fluids drained from my body. I was sated, content and feeling wonderful. I glanced at the airbed and saw Erin and Frank snuggled together, lying side by side. I didn't know if they were awake or sleeping, but they seemed to be happy.
I returned my attention to Brad, kissed his lips and began to slither down his body, covering his chest with soft kisses. I used my tongue to taste Brad's salty sweat and delighted in the flavor. When my mouth was at the head of his dick, I licked the velvety helmet and felt it jump against my tongue.
The taste of our combined fluids caused my pussy to tingle and my nipples to throb. There was something about cleaning Brad after we made love that rekindled my lust. I took his member between my lips and used a firm suction to pull him to the opening of my throat. My tongue stroked the underside of his shaft and my nostrils flared. I slowly pulled my head up until I felt the ridge of his cock at my lips, opened my mouth and took him all the way. I clamped my lips around the base of his cock and used my pursed lips to squeegee his shaft and collect my prize.
After licking around his cock and gathering up all I could, I took him back in my mouth and held him about half way down his cock with my lips. I heard his moans as my tongue moved over his throbbing member, letting me know he was enjoying what I was doing as much as I was enjoying doing it.
The memory of the first time I gave Eddie a blowjob entered my mind, as it did many of the times I found Brad's cock in my mouth. Although I'll never be able to relive that day, the memory was clear and equally exciting. My head began to move and I took Brad in. I pulled back, flicked my tongue around the head and took him back into my throat. Brad's hands tangled in my hair and he began guiding me, setting the pace.
I was kneeling with my legs straddling his, my butt in the air. I felt my sex cooling in the air-conditioned air, but my concentration was completely on Brad and his cock. He tightened his grip on my hair and his moans turned into primal grunts. Even though he came twice earlier, I knew he would soon do it again.
Brad's hips humped up and he pulled my head down as I sucked greedily on his swelling cock. He stopped moving my head and held it in place as he humped his cock in and out of my mouth.
The first spurt came when his cock was pulled back and his hot thick semen coated my tongue. I didn't swallow, letting his cum collect in my mouth. Brad sent several more spurts into my mouth before he let go of my hair and his body went limp. I held his cock between my lips until it was flaccid, sat up and toyed with his cum with my tongue, before swallowing it.
I stretched out next to Brad and snuggled against his warm body. We shared several kisses and then he slid down and began licking my pussy. His tongue moved slowly, traveling from my anus to my clit. He flicked against my clit a few times and then re-traveled his path. Parting my lips, he pushed his tongue into me and caused me to quiver against his face. It only took a few minutes for my body to surrender to his actions and I enjoyed a subtle, but very satisfying orgasm. Brad kept his tongue moving until I could no longer stand any more attention on my overly sensitive sex.
"Please stop, I can't take it anymore," I said to Brad.
Brad moved back up until our mouths were parallel and we kissed.
"Goodnight, Little-bit. That was wonderful."
"Night, sweetie; yes it was."
I drifted to sleep in Brad's arms, his hand stroking my back.
The sound of someone moving around the salon woke me the next morning. I forced my eyes open and saw Frank and Erin putting the airbed away. They were both dressed, Erin in a tee shirt and Frank in a pair of shorts. Holding the sheet to my chest, I sat up and said, "Good morning."
"Good morning, Jenny." Erin said, her voice cheerful. "Did you finally get some sleep last night?"
"Yeah, what time is it?" I asked.
"Seven o'clock," Frank replied as he squeezed the last of the air out of the inflatable bed. "Time to get up and get going. We have to call Aunt Ellen soon."
"We don't have to call Mom until nine or so, that's two hours from now," I complained and then flopped onto my back, waking Brad.
Brad put his arm around me and began to fondle my boob. I pushed his hand away and shook his shoulder. "Time to wake up stud, Erin and Frank are already up and dressed."
Rubbing his eyes with both hands, Brad came out of his groggy state and sat up next to me. I had the sheet pulled up under my chin and Brad started to laugh.
"What's with all the modesty, Little-bit? Aren't you the one that took off her dress and walked back to the boat naked last night?" Brad said.
Nodding, I said, "Yup, that was me. I'm not being modest, just alluring." I flipped the sheet down to my waist and then pulled it back up.
Brad shook his head, leaned over and kissed me and said, "I've got to pee; I'll be right back."
Brad got out of bed and headed below. I caught Erin looking at his crotch as he walked by and grinned. When he returned, Brad was wearing a pair of shorts. I went to the head and when I finished, I went into the master stateroom to find something to put on. Eddie and Kathy were awake, sitting up and talking.
"It's like a train station in here this morning," Eddie grumbled.
"Oh quit your complaining, it's time to get up anyway," I told my brother as I pulled on a pair of panties and found a tee shirt to wear.
"Why don't you join us for a little while?" Kathy said in a low sexy voice.
Reaching under the covers, Kathy began to fondle Eddie. I shook my head and then giggled. "Don't you two ever get enough?"
"Not me," Kathy said and then she ducked under the covers.
I laughed, waved at my brother and left them to do whatever it was they were going to do. I felt a little envious of Kathy, knowing she was doing something to Eddie I love to do to him too. I checked on Cindy and Kevin and found them asleep. After waking them up, I went back to the salon to start breakfast.
Erin and Frank were sitting on one of the settees. Brad had folded our bed and put away the bedding while I was gone and I kissed him to thank him.
"Jenny, can Frank and I talk to you and Brad for a minute?" Erin asked and she took Frank's hand in hers.
I sat next to Brad and nodded.
"I want to apologize for last night and messing up the game," Erin said. "I was just scared."
"You don't have to apologize for anything, Erin. Nobody wants you to feel bad or do something you don't feel comfortable with," Brad said in a reassuring tone. "It was fun, but if anyone felt uncomfortable, it wouldn't be."
"I wanted to, I really did," Erin said. "I was really having fun until-well, you know, until Brad started to..."
"Erin was afraid I'd be mad or jealous," Frank said.
"Were you?" I asked.
Frank shook his head. "No. Well, maybe I was jealous, but I was afraid too. I was afraid Erin would be pissed at me."
Both Erin and Frank chuckled and looked into one another's eyes.
"We talked last night and found out we're in love with each other," Erin said. "We're in love and we were both scared to tell the other. When we started playing, I was having fun." Frank nodded and squeezed her hand. "When things started to heat up, I thought Frank would hate me for it and that's why I stopped."
"At least you two found out that you're in love," I said. "I thought so by the way you guys act together and look at each other. I can understand how fooling around with Brad and me could have made you feel."
"We just wanted you guys to know we're not upset with you, or with anything that happened," Frank said.
"No problem," Brad said.
Eddie and Kathy came into the salon and we stopped talking about the night before. Erin and I went to the galley and tried to decide what to fix for breakfast. Kathy joined us and we all decided that scrambled eggs and bacon would be the easiest for a group.
After checking the refrigerator to be sure we had enough eggs and bacon, we went to the head to shower before calling Mom. The three of us took turns in the shower. Erin went first and then Kathy. While Kathy showered, Erin and I talked.
Keeping her voice low, Erin said, "Do you think we might be able to play that game again, Jenny?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "If you and Frank want to."
"I was really getting into doing it with both of them." Erin blushed. "You're right, it's hot! I wish I hadn't chickened out last night."
"What does Frank think about it, you know, fooling around like that?"
"He said he's cool with it." Erin took a deep breath and let out a sigh. "He said he'd do anything I wanted to do if it makes me happy. He's just too nice."
"That's not the right reason, Erin. Frank has to do it because HE wants to, not because you want to. If he isn't cool, I mean really cool, it will end up being bad for both of you."
"How do you do it? Why is it so easy for you and Brad?"
The water stopped and I told Erin we would talk later. Kathy got out of the shower stall and I took her place. While I shampooed my hair, Kevin came in and said he had to go.
"Go ahead," Kathy said and then she started to laugh. "Do you need help?"
"No, I don't need help, but a little privacy would be nice," Kevin said.
Erin and Kathy turned their backs while Kevin went to the toilet. He left and Cindy came in. While she sat on the pot, she started to tell us about her night with Kevin.
"We must have done it four or five times," Cindy said proudly. "When he'd get soft, I'd just use my mouth to make him hard again."
I shut off the water, opened the shower stall door and grabbed a towel. "Getting used to giving him blowjobs, Cindy?" I giggled and began to dry myself.
"I don't like it when he shoots in my mouth, but I don't mind just sucking him," Cindy replied.
Cindy took her turn in the shower while the rest of us fixed our wet hair. Erin looked at Kathy and said, "I like it when Frank does it in my mouth; in fact, I love it."
Kathy grinned and said, "Me too, I mean when Eddie does it, not Frank."
We all laughed and Erin winked at me. Cindy finished in the shower and got out to dry off. While Cindy brushed her hair, Kathy, Erin and I went to get dressed. As we were leaving the head, Kevin went in.
"No messing around in there," I said. "I'm going to call my mom and let her know it's time to get up."
"You're no fun," Kevin said and then he laughed.
Erin heard him, turned to me and said, "Oh yes you are."
We got dressed and went to the galley. Eddie, Frank and Brad were sitting at the table talking, but shut up when we came in. I looked at the guys and noticed they seemed guilty. I went over to Brad, put my arms around his neck and kissed him.
"What were you guys talking about?" I whispered into Brad's ear.
Brad shook his head and then whispered back, "I'll tell you later."
I kissed him again and went to call Mom. After talking to Mom for a couple of minutes, I went back to the galley.
"Mom said they'd be here in about half an hour." I looked at the clock. "That gives us about twenty minutes before we have to start cooking. I know they'll be a few minutes late, Mom sounded like she was still sleeping."
I turned to Eddie and asked, "Is everything ready to go for fishing?"
"Yup, we just have to get the rods out and tie on the lures we're going to use. What do you guys want to fish for today?" Eddie replied.
"Let's go after some Dolphin and Wahoo today. We can keep a few, if we catch any. I know Mom would like some fish for the freezer," Kathy said.
"Sounds good to me," Brad said. "Eddie, why don't we rig for live bait?"
"Okay, let's go," Eddie said. "Frank, you can help too. Why don't one of you go tell Kevin to get his butt up here?"
Eddie, Brad and Frank went out to the cockpit. Erin went below to tell Kevin to hurry and Kathy and I started to get things ready for breakfast. Erin came back and started a pot of coffee for our parents.
When Mom and the rest of the parents arrived, I put the bacon on. Mom brought orange juice and put it on the table. "Do you girls need any help?" Mom asked.
"No thank you," Erin said. "We've got it covered."
When the bacon was almost finished, Kathy beat the eggs and poured them into two frying pans. Erin stirred one pan while Kathy stirred the other.
"Did you kids have a good time at the party last night?" Cindy's mom asked.
"I had a wonderful time, Mrs. Hogan," Erin said. "How about you and my dad? Did you guys have fun?"
"I had a ball, your father is quite the dancer, Erin," Mrs. Hogan said.
"I wonder if he's good anywhere else." Erin whispered in my ear.
We giggled and Mrs. Hogan asked want was so funny.
"Nothing, we're just being silly," I said.
We served breakfast and cleaned the galley. Once everything was set, Eddie started the boat and warmed it up so we could go fishing. Kevin and Frank cast off the lines and we headed out into the ICW. Eddie got on the radio and found a man selling fresh bait. We motored over to his boat and bought bait from him.
It was about eleven when we finally started to put out the lines. Once we were on our troll, Erin, Kathy, Cindy and I watched the rods. Mom, Aunt Sally, Maria, and Mrs. Hogan were in the cockpit with us. Aunt Sally asked if Maria could catch a fish and I said, "Sure."
I couldn't help noticing how Maria and Aunt Sally acted. When they talked to each other, they touched the other's arm. They kept their eyes locked and were always smiling. Maria was a very pretty woman with shoulder length black hair and dark eyes. Her body was nice too, with firm round breasts and a thin waist. When they stood next to each other, I could see Maria was a couple of inches taller than my aunt.
Looking around the cockpit and seeing that Kathy and Cindy were keeping their eyes on the rods, I decided to go up to the flying bridge and see what the guys were doing. My dad and the other men were sitting along the portside on one of the cushioned benches. Eddie and Brad sat at the helm and Frank and Kevin were on the starboard side.
I sat next to Frank and listened to my dad telling the guys about the people that were looking at some boat he was selling.
"Anyway," Dad said. "This guy, Don, and his brother-in-law, Marc, are looking to buy the boat for their kids. I guess they want to start a charter business or something."
"Do you think they'll buy it, Dad?" Eddie asked.
"I don't know, Eddie. They seemed interested, but you never know. I think if the two boys had their way, they'd have bought it the first day they looked at it," Dad said.
"Are the boys older?" I asked.
Dad laughed and said, "They're about your ages, seventeen or eighteen I think."
"Wow, their parents must be very rich," Eddie said. "How much are you asking for the boat, Dad?"
"I'm asking four and a half million, but I'll take four for it. It's been sitting for almost a year and I want it out of the yard. Besides, if they do buy it, we have some work to do to finish it," Dad said. "The interior of the staterooms isn't completed yet and some of the finish work also needs to be completed in the salon and pilothouse.
"The boat has already been out for sea-trial and passed with flying colors. Their lawyer said he wanted to take it out again to try it out when I get back. I told the yard foreman to make sure she is cleaned up and ready to go."
"What kind of boat is it, Dad?" I asked. "Is it a fishing boat?"
"No, it has a cockpit, but it's not really designed for fishing. The boat has a pilothouse and also a flying bridge. It was designed to have six staterooms and crew's quarters that will sleep another five. The main salon is huge and so is the galley," Dad said.
"You know," Eddie said. "If I could design a boat, I know what I'd want on it."
"What's that, Eddie," I said.
"Well, for one thing, I'd have a set of controls right about here." Eddie got out of his seat, faced the stern and held his hands out by the rail. "That way I wouldn't have to drive standing backwards when we're trolling."
"I'd want two heads and a couple more staterooms," I said. "I don't know why the master has to be so big."
"The master staterooms on boats like this are designed for the owner. They seem to want more luxury," Dad said.
"It would be nice to have an inside station," Eddie said. "The flying bridge is nice, but in bad weather it would be better to be inside. Someday we want to try fishing along the South American coast and a boat with a longer range would be good too."
Dad laughed and said, "You kids don't want much, do you?"
Eddie shook his head and replied, "Not really, Dad. I've read about some of the custom convertibles that have the things I'd like to have. I saw one on the Internet that was ninety-feet."
"I think a ninety foot boat would be too big," I said. "I'd rather have something just a little bigger than this one. I'm not complaining though, I love our boat."
We heard Kathy start yelling and I went to the rail to look down into the cockpit. Kathy was cranking the reel on one of the rods while Cindy cleared another. Once the fish was hooked up, Kathy called for Maria to take the rod.
Maria grabbed the rod and began to reel as Kathy gave her instructions. Cindy told Erin to clear the portside rigger rod and she quickly pulled the rod from its holder.
Brad came over and stood next to me, watching the action in the cockpit. "Should we go down and help?"
"I don't think so, Brad. They seem to be doing fine," I said. "Besides, it will give us a chance to see how Cindy and Erin do."
My aunt was standing near Maria, watching her fight the fish. The fish was still too deep to tell what it was, but I was pretty sure it would be a Dolphin or Wahoo. I felt Brad's arm go around my waist and I leaned into him. His fingers moved idly over my ribs, making me wiggle.
Maria was still trying to bring the fish to the back of the boat and Aunt Sally seemed as excited as Maria was. It was great to watch them having fun. Mom and Mrs. Waters sat in deck chairs and cheered Maria on as she worked the reluctant fish. A sharp screech from Maria announced the fish's presence as it came to the surface and revealed itself.
The bright green color of the Dolphin shimmered in the sunlight as the fish rolled on the surface. Kathy reached out, grabbed the leader and pulled the fish to the stern, as Cindy stood ready with the gaff. With one quick jerk, Cindy impaled the fish and pulled it onto the deck.
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SpankingThanks as always to the Prince of editors Steve Zink! Lady Ann's Holiday By Eric England 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church. But Burt was only the stable hand at her father's vast estate. Still, he had his dreams. Dreams that one day she would smile at him and say that - no it was too stupid for words. The distance between them was greater than from...
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Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning. On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have...
Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning. On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have...
Lady Tether and the 3 Little Discardsby A. P. Damien28 paused to pour another cup of coffee. "I really don't think age is important. Looks are. But I think my skin is getting dry. One year, maybe two. Then she'll discard me." The brunette did look a little more mature than the other two. Her only clothes were bright red vinyl boots, gloves, and a bikini bottom. "And your life will be, too. Doesn't that matter to you?" 272 was a brand new slave and seemed fascinated by 28's upcoming death. "Yes,...
The Exchange 1 Burt was shoveling dirty hay from the floor of one of the stable stalls when Ann approached him, a mischievous expression on her face. His sleeves were rolled up past his elbows as he worked. She watched him for several minutes, staring at his rippling muscles; the careless attitude he had in his body language, entirely devoid of decorum. He obviously didn't care one whit about the way he carried himself or looked with his scruffy clothes and deliciously...
Lady Catherine Hines sat in her chair as Miss Braxton, a woman in her 40s, brushed her long brunette hair. It extended to the small of her back. Catherine was dressed in her night gown. Miss Braxton always brushed her hair before Catherine retired to her bed. "You appear downhearted, Lady Catherine. Did you not enjoy the party? You appeared happy while socializing with your friends." "I alsways enjoy my time with my friends but do you observe how Father does not allow me to socialize with...
The milky whiteness was starting to return to the lady’s buttocks, Adams noted. The ruler would be the next instrument of humiliation. For her part, the pain Lady Eleanor Kavanagh felt was more in the head than on her sumptuous rump. She had endured the hand spanking, almost wincing more when she felt Adams erection on her lower tummy when she was draped across his knees than she had from the smacks from his right hand. She had almost cried out in indignation when the bastard had removed her...
The milky whiteness was starting to return to the lady’s buttocks, Adams noted. The ruler would be the next instrument of humiliation. For her part, the pain Lady Eleanor Kavanagh felt was more in the head than on her sumptuous rump. She had endured the hand spanking, almost wincing more when she felt Adams erection on her lower tummy when she was draped across his knees than she had from the smacks from his right hand. She had almost cried out in indignation when the bastard had removed her...
SpankingLady Jena, the goddess dommeJena is a professional domme. I didn't know it when I met her. At the party of a mutual friend where we met, her roving eye caught my roving eye, and I was drawn to her. It may have been her late thirties demeanor that attracted me, or it may have been her blonde hair, parted in the middle and curled under just before it reached her shoulders; perhaps it was the boots she wore - they looked good on her. She had the look of a woman of authority - an executive...
Lady Victoria's dramatic fall from Baronet's daughter and high ranking society débutante to lowly scullery maid had been swift and decisive. Mr Tannard, the minion Butler who had once served her without question, was now her master whom she had quickly learned to obey without hesitation. Her transformation from Lady to servant was now complete, with many of her lessons having been educated at her former Butler's knee! She had agreed to accept any punishment he decided to give her and, although...
SpankingLADY VICTORIA PART 3 - THE LADIES TAKE THEIR REVENGE Following her father's ruin the Lady Victoria had been forced to accept a servant's position as a parlour maid at the College where she had reigned supreme. It was ironic that her father had sent her to this College to be educated and prepared for her marriage into aristocracy and instead was being 'educated' to work as a servant. Mr Tannard the Butler had begun her training 'stripping' her of her high-minded attitude and haughty...
SpankingIt startled Charlotte when she heard the distant sound of a wagon approaching. Henry was not to be home for another two days, Charlotte anxious for his return, the two month trip too long to be without her beloved husband. Lord Michael had sent him to France for some urgent business, Henry was a much better negotiator than him. Lord Michael loved to win more than reach an amenable agreement. Charlotte looked into the mirror, brushing aside an errant hair from her face, smiling broadly at the...
The Earl Howarth's Butler rushed out in agitation crying "Are you expected sir, only His Grace is away at the whipping Sir." His Grace indeed, as if he was a Prince or Archbishop not a mere Earl. "Oh! Then direct me pray," I requested, in as haughty manner as I could muster. "In the town sir, Allerton, in the square sir, at the whipping sir," he said deferentially whereas by rights he should be ordering us hence. "And the Lady Catherine?" I asked. He paused as if...
I arrived at Allerton Hall unannounced, dressed in the classic style of a landed Gentleman while riding in a tolerably smart carriage pulled by a matched pair of Greys, driven by one Mr Barrington from Devonshire who had become my friend masquerading as a coachman.The Earl Howarth's Butler rushed out in agitation crying "Are you expected sir, only His Grace is away at the whipping Sir." His Grace indeed, as if he was a Prince or Archbishop not a mere Earl."Oh! Then direct me pray," I requested,...
Wilton Hall had been her family's ancestral seat for over five hundred years and the current incumbent family member Lady Maud Hamilton had no intention of that ending on her watch! Time however was getting on and at 36 she was aware that she did not have many fertile years left to produce an heir. Having accepted that her husband, even though he had tried, was incapable of providing what she needed Maud had reached the conclusion that she had to consider other options. Her marriage to...
a continuation of this tale The scene: At dawn Lady Cecelia and her entourage have been led to the palace of Agincourt accompanied by counselors for Lady Cecelia, a counselor for William of Edenbridge to enable a parlay with King Phillip’s apanage and regency of the estate, some knights and servants to the Court. Among them was a Lord of the house surrounded by wards and vassals of the house of Dauphin. In attendance to this audience were Ladies of the Court among them Lady Yvette, niece to...
Jenna had masturbated three times last night, each time forcing the ivory dildo between her thighs and each time clinging to the hard rod as if it were a real prick. She had an orgasm each time, but she was left wanting more. She desired to feel a man between her thighs. She barely said anything to Lord Michael, the carriage carrying them off to the mysterious location of the Flagellation Society. But she saw the way he looked at her, his eyes almost able to see through her clothes at her...
Chapter Thirty Six Swapping Back 1 Burt Harper had a terrible feeling in the pit of his stomach when he woke up next morning in Mavis's bed at the Dog & Pony. It wasn't because he was thinking about anything in particular that was troubling him but more like... more like he'd had a night crammed with nightmares that he couldn't now remember. He lay for a while, trying to piece the images he still had together but he couldn't. All he had was a vague sense of alarm; an...
One Last Day 1 Ann woke up from a deep sleep on his straw pallet, the sun shining through the crack in the hay barn door and into his eyes. He groaned, rolling over, then brightened and sat up, realising what day this was. It was the last day. Finally. Just one more day as Burt and he would be back in his rightful body. He would be the lady of the manor once again! It gave him such an overwhelming sense of relief to think that... as well as a moment of regret. Being Burt had...
Bred That Way 1 Burt was snatched cruelly from a deep sleep by Harry's bellowing voice from outside at the front of the stables. "BURT! Get down here now you ignorant fool!" "What? Yes! Sorry sir!" He clambered out from under his blanket and got to his feet. "Burt, you great wazzock! You've overslept! Get down here now and scrape this horse shit up before I tan yer ruddy hide and make ye do it without a shovel!" Burt hurriedly put his clothes on, anxious to get out...
LADY VICTORIA - PART 2 - Her Ladyship Gets Her Just Reward Lady Victoria had been sent to Beddingfield Ladies College by her father Lord John for one reason only, to prepare her for marriage into high society. His phenomenal success had brought him huge wealth and his recent ascent into the House of Lords as a Baronet inspired new ambitions, which knew no bounds. His daughter would not only marry into high society but into Royalty itself and he had the money and the power to see it through. At...
SpankingIndefinite 1 Burt was relieved it was Sunday. It meant he didn't have to put in a full day's work. He got the morning off to attend church. He'd slept a lot better on his pallet in the hayloft and the aches he'd had from going back to hard labour after a fortnight of growing soft had all but gone. He actually felt fit and strong again and caught himself enjoying it before he reminded himself that he didn't like anything about being a man. He hated every element of it. He wore...
Chapter Twenty Nine A Chance of Escape 1 Ann opened her eyes. There was no sound in the warehouse in which she was being held. She lay still, listening, moving her gaze from upper right to upper left, trying to pick out the least scratch or murmur. But there wasn't any. She got to her feet silently from where she'd been sleeping on the cold floor. Her arms were bare, her dress shredded round the shoulders. She looked awful and the fact that these men had done this to her...
[email protected] Lady Sally Blackrook, Victorian Adventuress By Gincrack Lady Blackrook?en pointe!The Forests of the Carpathian Mountains Urging his horses on the coach driver steered the carriage through the darkness of the forest. There was still snow on the ground and the gibbous moon shone from a cold cloudless sky its reflected light helping the driver to find his way, he light from the carriage lanterns being pale and ineffectual. Behind the screens on the carriage windows sat a...
Lady Kavanagh sized up the situation in the way one might expect a well-educated woman to: she was not in control. What’s more, she was acutely aware of the fact! ?Fuck,? she muttered. ?Fuck, fuck, fuck.? ?Are you mumbling, ma’am?? Asked her youthful chauffeur, at least 15 years her junior. He was standing directly behind her and, although she could not see him, she was certain he looked menacing. ?No?. ?Good. You don’t look so posh with your fat ass stuck in the air,? remarked her driver. He...
Lady Penelope sat in the voluptuously comfortable and cradling arms of the headmistress’s chair and gazed at the screen of the computer. It showed a CCTV image of the corridor outside the room. There was a line of chairs, stiff upright and uncushioned, lined up against a wall. Two of the chairs were occupied by a pair of nervous looking schoolgirls.“These are the two you’ve selected for tonight?”“Yes, your ladyship. I have been training them for several weeks. I am sure they are ready.”“They’d...
"I Am Who I Am" 1 Lady Ann woke up feeling extremely grumpy. She'd just had what had to have been the worst night's sleep of her life. She'd staggered home pissed in the early hours of the morning, vomiting several times on the way home and then had to make her bed up when she got back to the hay barn above the stable. As a mere stable hand, Burt wasn't given proper lodging. Now she was living his life she literally had to roll out his thin straw mattress every night and put it...
Chapter Thirty Four Servant & Lady 1 Ann had a delicious breakfast in the hotel dining room, sitting quietly thoughtful with Richard. "Ann dear, you seem of dour disposition today," he said. "Are you alright?" She smiled quickly and falsely. "I'm fine, thank you darling. Just considering what it will be like to be home. So much... has changed since I was there last." "Indeed it has my dear. You're soon to be married to the most eligible bachelor in England. Your life...
An Unwelcome Change of Plan 1 "Burt" woke up at the crack of dawn and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been right swell to get away from his life as a prissy stuck-up lady but, despite some reservations, he'd more than had enough of being Burt and looked forward to becoming one of the quality again. He'd loved the carousing and the fights and he loved shagging that tart Mavis, but the plummeting drop in status had been horrible, knowing that everyone looked down on him; even the...
Lady Kavanagh sized up the situation in the way one might expect a well-educated woman to: she was not in control. What’s more, she was acutely aware of the fact! “Fuck,” she muttered. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” “Are you mumbling, ma’am?” Asked her youthful chauffeur, at least 15 years her junior. He was standing directly behind her and, although she could not see him, she was certain he looked menacing. “No”. “Good. You don’t look so posh with your fat ass stuck in the air,” remarked her driver. He...
SpankingThe Note 1 The next morning Ann was startled to wake from a deep and satisfied sleep at the crack of dawn. With no glass in the windows it was freezing and the dawn light shone right in her eyes through the open hayloft entrance. The straw mattress underneath her was little better than sleeping on a board; not like the silk sheets and thick mattress she was used to. It took her a moment to realise where she was. And who she was. Her head was fuzzy from the previous night's...
Mr. SingerI sat quietly at the office desk, gazing out of the large window at the snow-covered grounds of Wainwright Hall. The sloping acres were spotted with trees, now bare in the mid-winter chill. I had made Wainwright Hall my home for the past 12 years, but I still marveled at its beauty all year round. In the spring, the hills were covered in yellow and white wildflowers, and the trees were lush and green. Beyond the hills there was a small valley and a pond, a pleasant place in the warm...
[NOTE: Unfortunately this story was brought down by hasty editing, so in order that it's not left malformed, I have re-edited it. This was not just a proof-read, but there isn't anything new to those few who have already read it. Enjoy.] Lady Serpentine by Tegeli PART I - Refugee of Fire CHAPTER 1 The inland sea lapped against the galley hull, no louder than the man's last wheeze. I removed my dagger from the gushing chest and stood upright to make sure nobody had noticed the...
In the decade preceding the glorious victories of Henry V on the fields of France and long before he’d come of age, an ill-advised excursion to those same fields by his father Henry the IV resulted in unforeseen disaster and the capture of 5 English earls, eight hundred Knights and two thousand good esquires. As was the custom of the day: The Dauphin of France and his lieutenants, those who had captured without injury English warriors, held them in trade for English gold crowns. Repatriating...
I had been in South America for a bit making a few quid doing a bit of surveying like, but I got homesick and when I heard of this estate and mansion up for grabs at a knock down price I couldn’t resist. Time to put me feet up an enjoy some peace and quiet or so I thought. Trouble was I didn’t have time to become settled in me new place before the visitors started arriving. Just to make our acquaintance or so they said. They knew I were a widower and me lad were not wed. That was the...
The dinner started off tense, Lady Charlotte first meeting the men that were important in her daughter’s lives. Lord Michael had tried to explain them to Lady Charlotte, but she had a hard time grasping the reality that her young daughters were now women. This at a time when she was still trying to fathom and find the boundaries of her relationship with Lord Michael. Lady Charlotte scanned the men, starting with Lord Roger Bigod. His family was one of the richest and most powerful. Lord...
The events in this story are true. They happened over 10 years ago, but it’s still a very fond memory. “Lady Ariadne” and I remain friends, though not a couple. My girlfriend, Ariadne, and I practiced S + M with me usually in the dominant role. When I spanked her just right, she orgasmed, a tremendous turn on for both of us. On the occasions I was the submissive, I’ve always hoped to come while being spanked. Ariadne and I had the best sexual couplings either of us has ever experienced. At the...
You Have to do the Right Thing 1 Lady Ann Neville opened her eyes very quietly, without moving any part of her body, feeling the warmth and the comfort of this opulent bedroom; the silk sheets with a terrible poignancy. When she next went to sleep it would be on a rolled out straw mattress in a hayloft open to the elements, rats crawling through the shadows only yards away from her. And she wouldn't have this lovely soft slender body anymore that felt more comfortable and real...
Lady Sally Blackrook, Victorian Adventuress By Gincrack ([email protected]) Tormenting Technology! Lady Sally Blackrook looked down at the sabre tip pressing firmly against the front of her bodice. It had been a short fight and from the beginning she knew that her chances of killing or incapacitating the five armed men were low if not virtually non-existent despite her prowess with a blade. Still several of the men nursed wounds to their arms and faces, her own blade coloured with their...
The events in this story are true. They happened over 10 years ago, but it’s still a very fond memory. “Lady Ariadne” and I remain friends, though not a couple. My girlfriend, Ariadne, and I practiced S + M with me usually in the dominant role. When I spanked her just right, she orgasmed, a tremendous turn on for both of us. On the occasions I was the submissive, I’ve always hoped to come while being spanked. Ariadne and I had the best sexual couplings either of us has ever experienced. At the...
SpankingI found something more last time here in Da Nang, a male who was a female, or trying to be: Bo, who worked in the hotel I stayed at, and she gave me a taste of the future with another – perhaps better person – and indirectly introduced me to a new world, new lovers, my first glory-hole, and a new passionate lifestyle, and I was back for more…. I had left Da Nang last time after having been delayed by a tropical storm for an extra two days, but in those two days I had a whirlwind –or even...
Ever More Obsequious 1 The woman who would one day soon be the wife of Lord Richard Hurley, woke up early with a delicious smile on her face. She had a long hot bubble bath, loving the luxury of it then ate a tasty breakfast with her grandmamma out on the balcony, chatting excitedly about ideas for the wedding. Ann felt entirely happy; satisfied in a way she didn't remember ever feeling before, as though not only was life perfect for her now, but it always would be perfect...
Lady Kathryn?s Punishment Synopsis Found guilty of theft and lewd behaviour, Lady Kathryn is publicly whipped and demoted to servant status for a year whilst Margaret, her maid, is elevated to take her place. Lady Kathryn?s Punishment by obohobo Warnings Please take note! The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF Whipping If you are underage or offended by such material, or if viewing this file is illegal in your locality, then leave, c...
To Be a Man 1 Burt delivered the second of two great metal cylinders filled with milk to the back of the hall and turned to go but stopped when he heard his name. "Burt! I want a word with you." He turned to see Powell, the butler, emerge from the kitchen doorway looking even more stern and unforgiving than he usually did. "Yes sir?" he said, remembering only belatedly a time when this man would have followed his orders to the letter, instead of now, where he was the...
Life of Luxury 1 When he woke up in his cramped little hotel room, Ann reached for his coat and slipped the little framed picture he'd found in the hay barn drawer out and looked at the image of his real face. His woman's face. Lady Ann. He just stared at it for a minute or so, eyes flicking from one detail to another. He didn't think about doing it; he just did it. The woman in the photograph looked so beautiful; her eyes so bright. Her skin looked so soft. Looking down at...
Original Story by Eric - Expanded Edition by Emma In which...wishing to avoid a dull visit to her grandmother, Lady Ann Neville takes drastic steps; giving her a holiday from herself and getting a little too much information on how the lower orders live. Chapter One Lady & Servant 1 England 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church, but...
Lady Heather's Maid. By Trish. This is the story of how I was seduced from a university course that bored me into a life of skirts and service to Heather Lane. I first heard of Heather when I was about thirteen. It was after school one evening and as usual my mum was picking me on her way home from work. I was on first glance a typical teenage boy in most respects, for instance I was not happy about being forced to sit in the back because mum was giving Edith, her best friend a...
Chapter Thirty Two The Trial 1 Burt sat once again on the floor of his cell, his knees up in front of him, his head in his hands. He'd hardly slept. How could he, knowing what was happening to him today and how hopeless it was? Lady Ann was on her way back, at long last, and she would be just in time to witness him being carted off to prison, sentenced to years' imprisonment as a common thief. When he'd heard she was returning it had opened a crack in the certain knowledge...
The story below is based on an old Yahoo-chat environment long-since shut down. It was known as Lady Ann's Brothel, and I learned how to role play, as well as enjoy cyber-sex there. I spent a few years in the place and made a great many friends, a couple of whom I still get to stay in touch with, thankfully, but in SecondLife, instead of other chat rooms. If anyone from Lady Ann's ever reads this, they'll understand the conclusion of this chapter.As with my other works, I have posted this to...
The old house was way out in the country and I lived the by myself and that’s the way I liked it. I turned off the dirt county road and into the wagon trail driveway. I wondered if the mail had come and when I looked at the mailbox I saw a something on the ground in front of the post, kinda hid in the weeds. I got out and leaned over to pull what ever it was out of there. It was a pile of dirty magazines. My dirty magazines. Some of my best and filthiest porno that I looked at...
Taking Instruction 1 The filthy stable hand who once, only recently, had been the beautiful Lady Ann Neville, came slowly awake to the stench of manure. He was lying curled up tightly on the floor of one of the stable pens, freezing cold and aching from a night on the hard floor, a great pile of freshly steaming horse dung only inches from his nose. He shuddered. Surely it wasn't possible that this was really happening; that he was still stuck in Burt Harper's body; that he'd...
Chapter Thirty One No Escape 1 Burt sat on the floor of his cell as morning came, slumped against the wall at an angle so that he wasn't putting pressure on his back where the Earl's whip had flayed his skin. One knee was raised, his arm propped on it, covering his eyes. He had cried in the night, feeling even more deeply ashamed because of it, but the tears had run out now. His eyes were red raw. His throat felt swollen. When he'd been locked in the stocks it had taken time...