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A Cousin Thing

By: duke1951



((Authors Note – 

Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

Hope you'll bear with me on this one!

I started with the best intentions of keeping this down to a couple of pages, but I got too interested in the characters to rush it, so it's a bit longer than I intended...

Hope you find it a good read though and as always I'd love to read your comments - and see you vote!

Duke )) 

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1.A Minor Problem

The look that I gave him should have left him consumed by fire.

Just a pile of smouldering ashes!

How could he have got me into this ridiculous mess?!! And the way that my cousin Peter just casually shrugged, and stared back at me with those innocent, pleading eyes just infuriated me even more. I mentally called up another bolt of lightning!!

I suppose I ought to explain.

It's not that I blame Peter for everything that goes wrong in my life, but...

You see we're really close, even though I'm four years older and sometimes feel like a substitute mother! We were brought up in the same small Leicestershire village, played together a lot when we were young, and because his own mother died in a car accident when he was nine, I sort of, well, took over. God, that makes me sound old! But here I am, an honours graduate from Oxford , slim, medium height with silky, shoulder length straw blond hair. A youthful twenty three year old with my life opening up in front of me. 

Or it was until just a few moments ago!!

I know that it's not really his fault that he knows instinctively how to push my buttons. And what makes it even more annoying is that he doesn't even know that he's doing it! He just naturally gets into all sorts of scrapes in his life and when he's run out of options to get out of them on his own, he passes everything over to his older 'sis', Janine, me, to sort out. Christ, I'm not even his biological Sister either!! Of course, it's not usually anything that serious. Maybe just a local farmer or two to placate like when, as a ten year old, he'd inadvertently burned down a haystack while trying to prove that you really can get sparks from flints!

"I didn't really expect it to work," he'd explained innocently later with a sheepish expression spread across his youthful features, small locks of sandy hair blowing in the breeze, " ...and it was ... well, sort of ... like homework after all!" 

It's like I said , buttons again! I'd just spent the whole of the previous week chivvying him about doing his homework after he'd come home with a bad school report and his father had gone ballistic! So it was all my fault then!

I checked in his direction again. Disappointingly, there was no sign of the lightning bolt and he was still looking back at me angelically, totally confident that I would wave a magic wand and somehow get us out of this, his latest and most spectacular scrape to date! With that heavy weight of expectation on my shoulder I sucked in a deep breath and glared at him again.

And that air of total innocence just served to remind me that he'd been the one responsible for breaking my heart, the reason why I'd just jetted off around the world with my best friend to try and forget the pain, forget Jamie! Well, that may be a little strong I suppose. You see Peter didn't have a clue about what was happening on that fateful Spring afternoon in Hampshire. He was just being his usual helpful, innocent self I suppose.

2.A Worrying Moment

I'd actually been quite surprised to make the garden party at all. It was only because I'd been unexpectedly released early from an open day at my prospective new employers when one of their key staff came down with a bug of some kind that I'd arrived at the country hotel three hours earlier than I'd expected. So, after I'd dropped off my overnight bag in our room, I'd headed straight down to the garden tents, bathed in warm sunshine, and full of family members celebrating the umpteenth anniversary of my aunt and uncle.

I was thinking delicious thoughts about Jamie, my handsome Scottish boyfriend of almost two years as I'd fielded felicitations from friends and family and searched high and low for his flame red hair. He'd sounded disappointed when I'd told him that I'd be delayed until the evening , but I'd promised him something 'special' for later to make up. I'd gone out the day before to purchase his 'surprise' and I'd been feeling a little annoyed that the sexy new suspenders set was still packed up in my case and not sliding silkily over my bare skin. I'd shivered slightly in anticipation of the way that he'd look at me later as I undressed and the way that he'd slowly, ever so slowly, slide off my underwear before...

"Oh, Hi Janine, great to see you ..." it had been Peter, sauntering over with a stunning blonde girl on his arm that I'd never met before, "...weren't you coming down later??" 

I'd tried hard not to be 'mum' as I let my gaze run critically over his latest conquest. She was taller than me and wore a long, lemon summer dress that clung to her young curves very fetchingly. It was quite conservative from the waist down, but the halter top dipped so low and her twin orbs pushed so high that her cleavage was quite breathtaking. I couldn't help my eyes as they widened in surprise, before my eyebrows narrowed.

Peter had been quick to chip in before I said anything untoward though, and I could see that he was secretly pleased at my reaction!

"This is Chloe, she's come with cousin Veronica. I've offered to show her round and introduce her to everyone."

I'd given him a slightly old fashioned look before smiling and greeting his new friend, "Hello Chloe, I'm Janine, Peter's long suffering cousin. It's amazing how selfless he can be at times like this isn't it? But..." I'd watched Peter cringe as he'd wondered what I would say, " ... just remember, don't believe a word he says ...about anything!"

Peter seemed to have inherited his fair share of family intelligence though and he'd quickly interrupted before I could say anything more disparaging, "Are you looking for Jamie? I'm sure that I saw him heading over towards the old Summer House a short while ago with Patsy."

His attempted diversion had been completely successful! At the mere mention of 'her' name the hair on the back of my neck had prickled up, and I'd felt a shiver run up my spine. 

My old school nemesis Patsy hated being called Patricia, and I'd used the latter expression continuously to annoy her when we were younger. We were hardly friends! She also had what I thought was a very well deserved reputation as a man-eater, even at her relatively tender age! Of course I'd known that Jamie and I were completely solid as a couple, so there'd been no reason to worry had there? Nevertheless, I'd bidden Chloe a hasty goodbye, flashed what I'd hoped was a confident, carefree smile at Peter and set off towards the Summer House.

It was, I knew, a small wooden building tucked away in a little glade of tall trees and shielded from the main gardens by a long, thick laurel hedge. Perfect for a bit of peace and quiet , perfect for a bit of soulful self-reflection (I'd been there before!), perfect for bit of ...

"Oh stop it!" I'd chided myself in annoyance as my sense of disquiet had deepened, "...we're solid ... we're ...and he must know that I'd kill him if he ever ... but it's ok ...he wouldn't ..."

Inadvertently I'd picked up my pace as I'd followed the hedge up a short slope and my casual saunter as I'd left Peter and Chloe had gradually progressed to a brisk walk but I'd pulled up quickly as I'd reached the end of the hedge and turned to look down the gentle grass incline to see the white wooden building come into sight. Then I'd taken a quick step back!

I'd found Jamie ...and I'd found Patsy! 

She was wearing a bright green summer dress with large white buttons running all the way down from the v-neck at the front. The dress flared out stylishly from her wide hips, almost down to knee level. Relatively demur for her! Her long black raven hair was curled at the ends and was tumbling over her shoulders. I'd imagined that she'd been wearing a deep red lipstick, but hadn't been able to confirm it at the time because Jamie's flame red hair was in the way. 

And it was in the way because his lips were planted onto hers!! 

3.A Painful Memory

I'd gasped as I'd seen how tightly they were embraced, hands roving over shoulders and sides as their mouths worked enthusiastically on each other. I'd been frozen to the spot in shock at the sight of them. I'd peeped through the hedge for a few minutes longer whilst my mind whirled.

"Right!" I'd told myself impatiently, "Get down there and break them up - before it gets out of hand! You can kill him later!"

But I'd stayed frozen to the spot in a positive maelstrom of indecision. Deep down I am uneasy about confrontation...and this had looked like being a first class stormer! 

The action by the Summer House hadn't stopped just because I wasn't able to make up my mind though. My eyes widened as I watched his hands run up her sides and begin to massage her boobs through the thin material of her dress. She'd half pulled away and gasped in surprise at the contact, and the little devil had quickly taken advantage, shifting his devious fingers to the white buttons of her dress and quickly dragging them open all the way down to her navel! Now, as the dress gaped, her remarkable orbs were half on display. They'd been pushed together and upwards by a bottle green platform bra and looking positively delectable. Then she'd dragged him back to her as their lips met again and they'd resumed that molten looking kiss but now his wandering hands slipped inside her dress and began to roam freely over her bare skin.

Inside, I'd been astonished that I'd just stood there and let it happen. I'd had to draw back, close my eyes and swallow because seeing his hands working away inside her dress had been having a disturbing affect on me. After all, I'd known exactly how good they felt on my own skin and watching her blissful expression was reminding me of how I'd probably looked when I was melting in his arms that way! Bastard!

The anger had finally bubbled to the surface though and I'd finally taken a step forward round the end of the hedge, intent on finally announcing my presence, and maybe saving my boyfriend from himself. Or for me, depending on how you looked at it. 

Snag was that they'd disappeared!

I'd looked around in a mini panic. It was only a few minutes since I'd last seen them after all, and they couldn't have got that far locked together so tightly!!

Then I'd noticed that one of the Summer House patio doors was ajar. My eyes had widened again. Jesus, if they'd gone inside for privacy this must have been really serious between them! I'd hurried forward, down the grassy bank until I'd reached the wooden hut. Then I'd paused again, indecision fighting it's way to the fore again. I'd looked around and spotted a side window, partially covered by a vine. It had looked like a good place to check out the inside before storming in and exacting retribution!

When I'd reached the window and peeped in, my worst fears had been confirmed. The room inside was fairly large, covered in wooden floorboards, a bookcase along the opposite wall, a small tea table by the door and a couple of wicker lounge chairs in one corner. In the centre though had been a comfortable looking chaise-lounge on an old, rather threadbare throw down carpet. And locked together still on the dull red carpet stood MY Jamie and that evil bitch! The kiss had been on-going when I'd spotted them, but almost on cue they paused for breath , breathing hard. Maybe there was still a chance to draw back, and I'd been searching for a glint of doubt, of guilt maybe in his eyes, but all I'd seen had been lust and desire! 

As they pulled reluctantly apart I saw her trapped bosoms heaving inside her lacy bra. But not for long as she dragged her dress over her shoulders and let it crumple to her waist. Like any young stupid man, his eyes had widened and his mouth opened at the sight of her semi naked top. She'd not paused though and her hands had twisted behind her in one smooth movement, unhooking her bra clasp under her tumbling black hair and releasing the cups that had only just been controlling her taut 34b's in the first place. As the flimsy material had fallen to the floor though she'd pulled her shoulders back and stared challengingly back at him, totally oblivious to my presence, her beautiful breasts totally bare. The large, light brown areolas looking like they were throbbing with desire and her darker nipples had stood out pertly, pointing straight at him, almost as if they were challenging him to do something about them! 

So the rotten cad had! With a strangled grunt he'd stepped up to her, hands opening to cup her firm flesh. She'd watched him approach with a triumphant smile, but she'd closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath as she'd felt his hands caress her prize boobs, sliding sensuously over their taut curves until eventually his fingers latched onto those pert nipples. She gasped as he squeezed and twisted and pulled at them, gently at first and then, quickly, more urgently! 

It had been another moment of distress for me, because, apart from having to accept that my boyfriend had the self control of a worm, my own taut 32b's had started to tingle inside my bra cups in sympathy as part of my mind imagined the feel of those tantalising fingers on my nipples! I'd felt ridiculous, and impotent, and flustered at the same moment!

Then his eyes, almost hypnotised by her breasts, had finally dragged themselves up to hers and he held her gaze as his head slowly dropped so that his lips could finally share the fun as he drew a stiff nipple into his mouth and began to suckle on it. This time her head shot back in ecstasy as his tongue and teeth got to work at her, and I'd gasped out loud in frustration! Those gorgeous lips should have been teasing my own hardened nips! Luckily they'd been much too busy enjoying each other to hear me!

Fortunately (maybe!) this peculiar torture for me hadn't gone on too long and I'd managed to resist the urge to squeeze my own breasts for some relief. After he'd given both of her nipples a good working over and she'd started to moan with the pleasure of it he'd dropped onto his knees and quickly undone the rest of the dress buttons, dragging the material away from her and leaving her standing there like an absolute sex-pot! She'd been wearing a matching bottle green suspender belt and bikini briefs, the suspenders attached tautly to a pair of sheer grey stockings that hugged her thighs to within a couple of inches of her prominent mound. 

The imbecile had made a kind of animal like sound of appreciation before his thumbs had slipped into the waistband of her tight briefs and started to drag them down, over her hips and gradually exposing her trimmed, black bush, and then her throbbing dark slit, just a few inches from his hungry eyes! He'd pulled her pants half way down her thighs before the weakling had been unable to resist any longer and his fingers lifted to cup her welcoming, hot mound and bush. This time her moan of pleasure had been audible to me and I'd gripped the edge of the window in impotent frustration. But for some reason that I still don't understand, even though I was witnessing a red-hot act of betrayal, I'd not been able to bring myself to act ... or to leave!

His fingers had soon got busy between her legs , teasing open the lips of her sex and exploring her inner folds and sensitive skin. It had been yet more torture for me, because I'd known from previous experience every move they'd made, felt every touch and caress. It had been galling to realise that I was probably getting just as wet between my legs as she was! Quickly she'd reached down though and guided his head into position so that he could get his lips into action, widening her stance slightly to open herself even more to him! I'd had to positively fight the urge to let my hand drift down and tend to the throbbing excitement that had begun to radiate out from between my own strained legs.

I'd been able to tell when his tongue had quickly got to work on her clit by the sudden shudder that ran through her and the way that her eyes squeezed shut as the waves of pleasure engulfed her. She'd rocked under the onslaught, just like I'd done so often in the past, and he'd gripped her bare buttocks tightly from behind to stabilise her! She'd not stood it for long though. A flash of desire had spread over her face as she finally pulled his head away from her fiery slit. She'd been breathing really hard and for a ridiculous moment I'd wondered if she was going to pull out of this at the last minute. 'Ridiculous' in the extreme! 

She'd just told him that she'd had enough foreplay and she wanted him IN HER! She'd laid back on the chaise, one leg bent and foot on the carpet, the other she'd lifted and draped over the side. It left her slit totally gaping, every detail staring him, and me, in the eyes, her pink hole moist and glistening, as ready for action as it ever could be!

And my soon-to be-ex beau had been totally ready and willing, quickly stripping off his clothes and releasing that impressive cock of his. It was already stretched to its full, magnificent size and totally rigid, veins bulging. I'd sobbed a little as he'd almost jumped onto the cushions between her splayed out legs and fed himself up to her practically pulsating opening. He'd paused for just a second, perhaps checking that Patsy was really ready for this. It had been an unnecessary. She'd been ready for ages, and she'd pushed up her hips back at him to prove it!

Then his buttocks had tightened and he'd driven himself straight into her, deep and hard!

That was the moment when I'd finally managed to shut my eyes, grimacing as, in my mind, I'd 'felt' his familiar member penetrating my hot little lair as well! 

It had been so surreal! How could my stupid body possibly have responded that way to such an act of betrayal!

I'd swallowed hard, thought about watching them fucking, but finally couldn't stand any more punishment and I'd torn myself away. I'd managed to avoid my friends and relatives as I'd stumbled back to the hotel building and more or less kept my composure until I was in my (our!) room where I'd collapsed onto the soft bed and broken down into a sobbing heap. After almost two years of bliss with Jamie, it had felt like my world had collapsed.

4.A Tinge of Revenge

However, deep down I'm no cry-baby ,and the feelings of grief and self pity had quickly given way to anger and fury. I'd marched down to reception and returned with a big, sharp pair of scissors and proceeded to shred all his clothes. I'd then thrown his other belongings into his case and piled the strips of clothing on top, just inside the doorway.

When he'd finally returned an hour later with a cheery "Hey Jan baby are you in here, Peter told me 

that you've arrived early. I've been looking for ...oh!"

He'd clocked the pile of his belongings on the floor, and I'd arranged for his favourite shirt, shredded style, to be on top! I'd been sat on the bed, gradually seething away as I'd waited impatiently for the inevitable. My expression had been stony in the extreme!

"Hey...what?!"

Immediately I'd known from his guilty look that 'he knew that I knew' so to speak. It hadn't stopped him trying to talk his way out of it though but in the middle of a whole string of excuses, platitudes and a bit of pleading I'd stood up purposefully, silently, furiously, sharp scissors still in hand. He'd taken one more look at the expression on my face, then the scissors again and he'd grabbed what he could and fled the scene with a departing oath. Thank God really, because just killing him wasn't even close to what I'd been thinking of using the scissors for!


A Cousin Thing



Anyway, that's pretty much why I'd ended up joining an old school friend a few weeks later on a year-long 'gap year' travelling across South and then North America. It hadn't been before I'd exacted a measure of revenge on that prize bitch 'Patricia' though!

It had been simple really. I'd bought a sexy red bra and panties set and put the flimsy items into a special gift box, then I'd added a card saying how much 'I want to see you wearing these tonight!' before adding Jamie's nearly undecipherable signature and leaving the present at the reception where she worked. I'd even sprinkled them with a strong musky perfume to disguise any other odours from the mixture of cayenne pepper and chilli powder that I'd rubbed liberally over the inner surfaces of the panties. 

Cruel? Maybe, but I'd decided that if she wanted to have a reputation for having a 'hot pussy', she might as well have the real thing! I'd like to say that I'd felt a touch of remorse when I'd sat in the coffee shop next morning with a wide grin on my face and watched her tottering very gingerly towards the doctor's surgery, but I'm fundamentally an honest person, so ..."

5.Things Start To Go Wrong

Of course I should have known better. 

I should probably have ignored my mobile when it went off with the White Stripes' Seven Nation Army. I knew that it was Peter, that he'd need something, that he'd probably need rescuing from some stupid student prank now that he'd just gone up to Cambridge to study Law, but I hadn't seen him for nearly a year and my guard was down, so I'd picked up.

After we'd exchanged heartfelt greetings and some family gossip, he'd got to the point. He'd only wanted me to come up to Cambridge for the weekend to help him sort out something 'really really important' but it was a bit of a secret so he couldn't explain until I'd arrived. I'd poured a lot of cold water on the idea, but have I mentioned that he knows how to push my buttons?

"Please, please Janine, you're really absolutely the only person in the world who can do this for me! And it's only a tiny, little favour really..."

So I'd thrown some clothes in a bag, packed away my growing sense of disquiet, arranged to stay at a friend's place in the area and caught the 10:33 from King's Cross.

We'd met in the pub later that Friday afternoon. We'd hugged. His boyish good looks and charm worked their magic as usual. It had felt great. When we'd finally got some drinks from the crowded bar (don't students ever study?!) I'd prompted him to explain.

To his credit, he'd been a little hesitant and sounded vaguely embarrassed when he'd told me the story and he'd had the grace to cringed a little, well quite a lot actually, at my reaction.

"You've got to be fucking JOKING!" 

I don't often swear, so this had caught his attention, and as I'd repeated the phrase with increasing volume a few times. It was only the craning heads and interested glances from around us that had slowed me up.

In summary, it had transpired that my 'favourite' cousin had got involved with a group of fellow freshers who'd found out about a 'secret society' that they'd just 'had to join if they were going to get on in life!' Okay so far. It was Cambridge University after all. Anyway, he'd passed all the entrance requirements, but there was an initiation test that he needed to complete as well. Mmmm - maybe not so okay. Apparently all that he had to do was to pretend to rob a jewellery store. Absolutely definitely NOT OKAY!! 

We'd spent a fairly stormy hour discussing this crazy idea. I mean how can you possibly just 'pretend' to rob a store for God's sake?! He'd add an answer of course. We just needed to take something out of the door and then pop back in and hand it back, easy! Said like that, in all his innocence, how could you argue?! And as I'd got onto all the other reasons why it was ridiculous to even think about it, he'd knocked them back one by one. It had been crazy, but eventually I'd half come round. Maybe my gap year had made me more adventurous, because it had begun to sound quite exciting! Then it had occurred to me to ask him why he needed me? 

"Oh, we need a good looking woman with a great pair of knockers to make this work!" he'd said quite innocently.

"What! You just want me to be your floozy... a bit of eye candy to distract the shopkeeper!!" I'd gasped, unable to believe my ears.

But before I could get my hands round his neck, he'd put his own hands up in mock surrender and gone on to explain the rest of the plan and in the end I'd slowly been worn down and capitulated. I'd thought that there actually was a decent chance it could come off, his almost juvenile enthusiasm was infectious, and I'd had a year of no real responsibilities so, risky as it might be, it did sound exciting!

So, this morning I'd got dressed up to play the part of his fiancée. We'd met up with two of his cohort who were to act as witnesses and we'd eventually presented ourselves in front of a small family jewellers called Steinham's in one of the quieter streets off the city centre at lunchtime. He'd had a theory that staff would be off guard if they were hungry!

Looking at myself in the reflection of the big plate glass window, I'd suddenly realised that I did look like a 'floozy' after all! I'd curled my hair and was wearing a loose, long red cardigan in the autumn warmth over a shortish black skirt, tight on my hips and with a long vent up the back to enable me to move! That vent gave an occasional view of the black stocking tops that he'd somehow persuaded me to wear underneath the skirt, along with matching black suspender belt and plain white briefs that were of the distinctly flimsy type. Underneath the cardigan was a crisp white shirt, tight enough to show to full effect my incredible new bosom. I should point out here that I don't normally wear the sort of bra that he'd bought for me the previous night. It was an engineering masterpiece that somehow pushed and squeezed together my normally modest 32b's into something that a Hollywood starlet would have been proud of! The cleavage was part of the master plan after all. Together with a long line of incredibly thin but strong fishing wire and a miniature clamp. That's why I'd thought that we'd get away with it. It was such a simple idea. 

I'd better explain. 

The miniature clasp was clipped to my waist belt and the thin, almost invisible wire attached to it ran up the front of my shirt, hidden by the buttons before looping over the top unopened button, and diving between my trapped boobs back inside my shirt to run along some rings that he'd had sewn on the underside of the bra, and up along one of the bra straps up to a large, silver broach that sat on top of shirt collar. You simply pulled the silver broach hard down my back and whatever was attached to the clasp at the other end of the line was dragged up my front, inside my shirt to nestle squarely between my squashed up boobs. 

Simple. 

And it had worked! We'd had multiple successful run-throughs before I'd finally given in.

Now that we'd stepped inside the shop though, I could feel my pulse racing, and I was sure that I must be blushing. It wasn't a big shop really, just three largish display cabinets, waist high and brightly lit, full of glittering trays. There was a small, walnut desk in one corner, with a large leather armchair at its side. The carpeting was a lovely cream with a deep, plush pile that felt like you bounced at each step further inside. As we'd entered it had seemed quite crowded. There were four people inside, a short, middle aged woman in a well tailored, smart grey skirt and white blouse who was talking to a stocky man of similar age in a dark blue suit. Our entrance had interrupted their discussion, and with a smile of greeting or maybe apology, the man had left though a door at the rear of the shop. I'd glanced back at the front window to make sure that our two 'observers' were in position and been slightly concerned about how shifty they'd looked as they pretended to browse through the window!

The lady had come forward and introduced herself warmly as 'Susan', the shop manager. She'd turned and beckoned forward her assistants, who she'd described as a niece and nephew who were doing a bit of 'work experience'. One, Mary, was a rather slim blonde young woman dressed in a short white dress covered in an old-fashioned floral print. The other was a tall and gangly young man called James, dressed in smart fawn slacks and a garish, bright red shirt. He had a rather engaging shy smile under a mop of long brown hair which I'd found quite attractive for some strange reason.

And then Peter had taken over. He'd sounded like a season pro con-man! 

I'd looked at him in amazement as he'd told her that we were newly engaged, about how we'd met recently on an American back-packing expedition (!), and how we'd fallen madly in love and just had to get married 'as soon as we possibly could'. Hence the need for a fancy, and very expensive, ring. Could they show us something? The woman's bright hazel eyes had lit up at the story and maybe at the mention of 'expensive' and in no time at all we'd been led to one of the cabinets and soon had tray after tray of really fabulous looking diamonds in front of us. The two assistants were kept busy getting out new stuff until rejected rings had been scattered all over the surface.

That had been the time to put the plan into action.

Peter had picked up an absolutely giant diamond with lots of surrounding emeralds set in white gold. When I'd noticed the price tag my eyes had gone saucer shaped, but he'd held it up to the light, and told me to try it on. God it had looked good. Not for the first time in life I'd wondered what it would be like to be rich! 

So, as planned I'd put it on, twisted round slightly to hold it up to the light and it hadn't been difficult to make some very encouraging noises. All eyes were on my hand and the ring, and I'd felt Peter's hand on my waist as he'd quickly pulled the clamp off my belt and onto one of the discarded rings. Then he'd been by my side again, taking my wrist and lifting my hand higher into the light before I felt a sharp tug on the ring at the back of my neck. I'd instinctively frozen in position as I'd felt the fishing wire move around my bra, and I'd jumped a little as I'd felt the cold sensation of the captured ring dragged into my cleavage to nestle into the soft warmth between my breasts!

I'd also swallowed hard, convinced that I must look guilty as hell. My heart was racing. I'd known then and there that I really wasn't cut out for a life of crime! 

But, miraculously, it seemed to have worked. All we needed to do was wrap things up and get outside and then we could 'own up' and I'd stop feeling like a hardened criminal!

Peter had still been on top form. We'd agreed to buy the ridiculously expensive ring, but he'd said that he wanted to get his mother to see it as well. Could we come back later and finalise the deal?

"Of course sir. We'll put it aside for you. How will you wish to pay? Credit card? No problem."

I think that the rather artificial grin that I'd been wearing on my face since the ring had landed between my boobs was starting to look a bit strained but as we neared the door, it was finally developing into a more natural look. Or maybe it was a touch of hysteria? 

Whatever, we'd reached the door, success was in sight and Susan was about to open it for us, when the door at the back of the room shot open and the man had re-appeared striding purposefully across the shop with an authoritative '"Hold on!"

I'd frozen mid-step even as his hand had clamped itself on my arm. He might not have been tall, but he was very strong .

"What?" gasped Susan in surprise, and then, "No David, you can't do that...oh!"

The latter exclamation came about because he'd quickly unbuttoned the top of my shirt and shoved his fingers roughly between my up-thrust orbs, rummaged around for a second before holding the captured ring up for all to see! 

There was a shocked silence for quite a few minutes.

"How...?" was all I'd managed to gasp weakly in the end. He'd glanced upward to the ceiling in the corner and I'd seen the ubiquitous security camera. He'd obviously had a good view of our master plan from the back somewhere!!

I was still struck dumb by a toxic mixture of guilt and shame but, to his credit, Peter had quickly jumped in with an explanation. Basically, with his boyish charm and innocent expectation that all would be well, he'd just told the truth. Unfortunately, with a sinking feeling in my heart I'd realised how far-fetched it sounded now. But then he'd thrown in the clinching argument.

"My colleagues are outside. They'll tell you that it's true..."

We'd all twisted round, only to see the fast receding backs of his 'colleagues' as they legged it quickly down the street and out of sight round a corner!

"Oh..." said Peter.

"Fuck!!" said I.

That was when I'd given Peter the first of my venomous glances!

6.Hobson's Choice

So here we are, back to the present. And in deep manure!

Peter was still staring disbelievingly after his departed lifelines. Susan and her two assistants were still frozen in shock, open mouthed, but my captor still held me tightly by the arms as he manoeuvred me away from the door.

"Okay Susan, better get on to the police," he said as he fished out the rest of my burglary kit from my bra, indicating the telephone on the little desk.

I closed my eyes briefly in frustrated disbelief at the position I was now in. How could I have been so stupid!!?

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" I repeated quietly as I let out a long breath. It was heartfelt. Have I already said that I don't normally swear?

"I'd like to, but I don't think this is the time!" laughed my captor nastily, still holding me tightly. It turned out that he was the shop manager's elder brother.

By now Susan had reached the phone and was picking it up. I was getting desperate. So was Peter and he had another go at explaining, this time concentrating on the pleading part! I didn't hold out much hope when 'my' man laughed again, but interestingly, Susan had paused with her hand on the phone. Was there a touch of sympathy in that look of puzzlement, and then enlightenment that flashed across her face before she waved 'David' to come over to her?

I was finally released from his vice like grip and rubbed my arms as he left me, but not before positioning the younger family members in front of the door. They were both looking confused, yet interested. This obviously wasn't in their original 'work experience' expectations!

Peter came over to stand beside me as we watched the two older staff whisper. I was concentrating so hard to try and pick out words that I almost forgot to take advantage of his proximity. But when I'd given up straining to hear, I gave him a sharp kick on the ankle and glared at him again. I knew that it was really my fault that I'd given in to this stupid idea, but it did make me feel slightly better!

Eventually Susan and David seemed to have overcome their initial disagreement, and reached some sort of consensus. David grabbed hold of a piece of paper from a desk drawer, gave me a peculiar look and scribbled down something fairly quickly. In the mean-time Susan had walked over to her niece and nephew and whispered in their ears too. Both of them had them same reaction, their eyes widening, their mouths opening in silent gasps and both snatching embarrassed looks in our direction.

I was confused, and a little worried. What the hell was going on? Mind you at least the phone call to the police seemed to have been dropped for the moment! Then Susan came over to us, her face looking a little flushed.

"I know that I'm probably being way too lenient, but I actually half believe some of that twaddle that you've just come out with. However we're not totally sure, and even if it is true, you need to make some sort of payment for what you've done. As it happens, there is something that you can do for us, but you'll need to agree to this. She held out her hand for the paper that David had been writing at the desk.

My heart was suddenly beating hard again. This sounded fantastic. Maybe we were going to get away with it after all? And if it meant signing a paper that said something like 'I'll never do anything naughty like robbing a jewellery store ever again' well so be it. Bring it on!

I grabbed hold of the paper and my sudden euphoria took a quick dive! I looked into Peter's eyes as he read it too. They widened and then his mouth opened, but no words came out. I looked again to make sure that I hadn't misread.

'We the undersigned hereby agree to provide sexual services for the staff of Steinham's Jewellery Store as and when requested for the rest of this day..." 

Susan waited a few minutes for it to sink in, then she leaned forward so that her niece and nephew couldn't hear, "You see they've had a very sheltered upbringing in the country so they've only very limited experience of sex and David and I were only just saying yesterday how good it would be if we could provide them with some willing partners while they were with us..." She stopped for a moment as she held both our gazes for a second before continuing, "...you both look pretty hot, and I'm guessing that you're both sexually active, and even if you're not exactly 'willing' that's your penalty ...if you sign...otherwise ...".

I looked at Peter, and caught him glancing speculatively at Mary by the door. The little sod! Typical man! It was hardly much of a penalty for him!! But, to be fair, he did drag his gaze guiltily back to me before I could kick him again, and then acted the perfect gentleman.

"I'm sorry, but you clearly don't know us. My cousin is a highly respectable young woman and I can't possibly agree to such a scandalous suggestion ... you'd better call the police."

My mind was slowly getting into gear though. Clearly Peter either hadn't foreseen the possible consequences of a police conviction on his future career after Uni, even if they let him stay on, or maybe he did and he really would sacrifice everything for me? Well, it was his bloody idea after all! However, whatever his motives, and I was inclined to be lenient, there was also the possible blot on my impending career at the bank to consider. A robbery conviction? No, that really wouldn't go down well at all! 

This time it was my turn to flash a quick speculative glance at James by the door. He actually did look quite attractive in a youthful sort of way. Maybe it was the name that did it. James ...jamie? Not that there was any similarity between them, but it made me think of the fact that I hadn't been with anyone since my split with the traitorous Jamie, and my hormones were starting to interfere with my thought processes!

In the end I amazed Peter by doing a quick bit of negotiating, setting an end time of 6 o'clock, their normal closing time, to the arrangement, scrawling my signature at the bottom of the paper, and thrusting it into his hand with a peremptory "Sign this stupid!"

He held my gaze for a long few seconds, checking that I hadn't just gone totally mad, but eventually he gave me a kind of nod of thanks and added his signature too. For better or worse, we were committed!

7.Gentle Beginnings

The next few minutes were weird. Nobody moved! 

It was as if no one could quite comprehend what had just happened. Susan looked at the signed document, showed it to David, then strode away and placed it on the desk. I wondered for a second if they'd noticed that I'd signed it 'Minnie Mouse', but David caught my eye, smiled and motioned to the camera. They'd have proof that I'd signed the document anyway!




A Cousin Thing



My glance flicked over to James, whose eyes dropped shyly to the floor, but not before I'd seen the flash of excitement and longing. It was quite touching to be the object of such naked desire, and surprisingly arousing. I really did need to keep those hormones under control!

Then Mary surprised me by taking the initiative. She strode over to a bemused looking Peter, took his hand and guided him to one side next to one of the display cabinets and kissed him. It wasn't just any old kiss either! She went on her toes, reached up and pulled his head down to hers and planted her lips straight onto his, and after his initial shock I noticed that Peter wasn't resisting much. In fact he wasn't resisting at all as his lips worked hard on hers in response! Bloody men!

My male captor then quickly went over to the windows, pulled down the blinds and turned round the 'Closed' sign before dropping the door blind and locking it. There was still plenty of light filtering in to see though, but now we were locked in as well!

"Okay James, your turn," said Susan as she came back to my side, looking straight into my eyes "women like to be caressed and stroked to start with don't they Janine?" she added like a schoolteacher. I was too dumbstruck to respond, even when she added helpfully, "Her boobs are probably a good place to start." 

I was so mixed up that I didn't register his approach until two big, clumsy hands suddenly clamped themselves over my breasts. Despite being covered by my shirt and bra, my sensitive flesh reacted to the touch like an electric shock and I let out a quick gasp of surprise and jumped back. His look of disappointment was so sudden and deep that I actually felt bad about it!

I looked at Susan in alarm, but she just shrugged, "He's a bit keen I suppose, not surprising, you look really sexy with your shirt half-unbuttoned. Here, let's help you get it off. Undo the buttons James."

"What!?" I gasped but it was too late as his eager fingers dragged open the rest of my shirt buttons, pulled it out from my skirt and helped Susan ease it over my shoulders along with my cardigan. Susan caught them and lay them on the nearby display cabinet, leaving me standing in front of James in just my bra, suspender belt and skirt. I felt as if I was naked!

The way that his eyes drank in my up-thrust bosom in that revealing bra might have been worrying to some people, but strangely enough I was now almost enjoying the attention that he was giving me. I pulled back my shoulders and thrust my taut orbs at him. He didn't need a second invitation, smiled at me and lifted his hands to cup me, this time a little more gently. I sighed heavily and his smile widened, but as his hands moved over my boobs he quickly found my awakening nipples and squeezed them hard. This time my gasp of surprise and shudder that ran right through me included a distinct element of arousal. Susan misinterpreted it though and told him not to be so rough.

"Here let me show you", she said as her hands slid under my arms from behind and replaced his on my tingling breasts. She cupped me quite tenderly for a second or two, using her fingers to gently massage me, but then they disappeared only to reappear at my back as they skilfully slipped open my bra fastening!

"Hey!" I said in surprise.

"Oh stop whinging..." she whispered in my ear as her hands slipped the bra cups off me and dropped them onto the floor, " ... how does this feel she added as her hands slipped back to caress the bare skin of my now throbbing orbs!

The next few minutes were heavenly, and embarrassing! Whatever else she was, Susan certainly knew how to stimulate a woman's upper half. Her smooth, devilish fingers seemed to be everywhere sliding sensuously around and over my breasts, making my skin tingle even more until my toes started to curl. But she was deliberately avoiding my most sensitive little buds that were already hard, standing out and absolutely crying out for attention! After a few minutes longer, as she ran her fingers around my dark brown areoles, still infuriatingly missing them I could stand no more.

"Oh Jesus ...just do it ...please!"

"Nipples?" she whispered into my ear.

"NIPPLES!!" I practically hissed back at her "Oh ...Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"

Her fingers were quick to get work as she rubbed at them enthusiastically, practically sending me into orbit as she scissored them for a while before using finger and thumb to squeeze and exquisitely. My legs nearly gave way as my brain was swamped with the electric pleasure signals! 

Over by the other cabinet I could see that Peter was still engaged in that molten kiss with Mary, but he'd already managed to drag down the zipper of her dress and his hands were roaming about inside as she clung onto him. It made me realise that James was still watching patiently as Susan manipulated me into even higher planes of arousal. I'd meant to resist all this, just act as a wooden plaything when they'd first come up with that ridiculous proposal, but now my body betrayed me.

"Kiss me James!" I almost whispered as I surrendered to my hormones, a shudder running through my entire body.

He did! Distinctly amateurishly at first, his lips not really sure how to react to mine, but as my hands lifted up to run through his hair, and pull him harder into me, they got more adventurous. Within seconds our tongues had met and begun to twist and turn inside our mouths sending my heart rate rocketing!

The kiss got so intense that I didn't register at first that Susan's hands had finally eased away from my throbbing breasts, and when I felt them at my waist undoing my skirt fastening, I made only the slightest whimper of protest as I felt it drop to the floor at my feet. She then busied herself on James, practically dragging the red shirt off his back. That was glorious as I ran my hands quickly over his upper chest before pulling his bare skin onto mine letting the erect tips of my nipples rub up hard against him. It seemed to be having the right effect because, as our hips started to press together, I could feel his hardness right up against my white pantie covered pussy, and I instinctively gyrated my hips a few times to get a better 'feel' of him! 

We let things develop for a few minutes from there, still kissing hungrily and I glanced across at Peter who'd already defrocked Mary, and was busy rolling her hose down her slim, toned legs. Her matching lemon bra and bikini pants were pretty and showed off her boobs quite nicely. She had a pronounced mound under the tight panties material and I could see that Peter could barely take his eyes off it as he kneeled to pull off the hose completely. For some strange reason I actually had a thought flash around my head that I hoped he was going to treat her well seeing as she was so 'inexperienced'!

But then my attention was dragged quickly back to James as his hand which had been sensuously sliding up and down my bare back, suddenly changed course as Susan put her hand over his and guided it around my hips, across my belly before teasing open the top of my panties and sliding in! We abandoned the kiss and I tucked my head into his shoulder as I wallowed in the sudden fire that was being stoked between my legs as Susan guided his fingers through my generous, curly bush.

She wasn't in any rush and I was positively squirming in his embrace as I willed them to slip lower, to find and caress my slit which I knew was already puffy and beginning to open. It would only take one touch to complete the process and when she finally did take his fingers down there I nearly exploded as the air that I'd been holding suddenly gushed out of my mouth and I couldn't stop the moan escape my lips as their fingers finally slipped inside my outer defences!

"Wow Janine, and how wet are you already!" she gasped incredulously into my ear, "...You do realise that this is supposed to be a punishment don't you?!"

The only thing that I 'realised' at that moment was how much my pussy was responding to their combined touch! It felt red hot already and as fingers started to trace their way around my inner folds, sliding around that supersensitive skin and pink opening the waves of throbbing pleasure began to overwhelm me. Maybe it was because I hadn't had a man for so long, since Jamie in fact, or maybe I'd just developed into a sex-crazed nymphomaniac, but whatever it was I just knew that I couldn't wait any longer . I had to have him inside me!

Then one of their fingers finally found my clit and began to slide around it. All my muscles stiffened and I sucked in a sharp breath of air as it reacted in exactly the way it should and intensified my arousal by about a thousand per cent!

I was starting to lose the ability to think coherently.

"Susan...James... Oh God, anyone, " I gasped, not really knowing who was in charge anymore, " ...please ... I need it ..." I'd emphasized the point by, grasping the big, promising, bulge in his pants and squeezing.

He'd got the message as he jumped back in surprise, his hand getting caught in my knickers at the same time. Susan gave a little chortle, and bent to ease my sodden white panties over my hips and down my quivering legs. James's eyes were flashing with excitement as he dragged off his slacks, shoes and socks leaving him standing a little indecisively in a pair of blue boxers that were straining to keep his erection under control.

I wasn't so patient though as I longed to see what was hidden there and I quickly grasped material at his hips and dragged the boxers down and off him, letting out a long "mmmmmmmm" of appreciation as a very respectable, and stiff, member sprang out to attention.

I looked at it hungrily for a few seconds before letting my fingers slide over the straining skin, making it stiffen and extend even further. Maybe not the biggest in the world, but a respectable seven inches or so and a little animal like sound escaped from the back of my throat as my imagination got to work and I 'felt' it working away inside my molten vagina!

Given his hesitation, I suppose that I could have just thrown him onto the soft carpet and mounted him, but Susan stepped in again, took my hand, almost dragged me over to one of the display cases and bent me over it. While my mind was registering the feel of the cool glass on my breasts, and the sight of all those expensive baubles that we'd only recently tried to steal under my nose I heard a kind of strangled grunt behind me.

I twisted to look and saw James staring wide eyed at my upturned bum and, presumably, my peachy slit staring at him from between my taut legs. I couldn't help pulling my feet apart to make the sight even more appealing!

That did the trick! I gasped as he strode over, erection swinging in front of him until he was in position, one hand on my hip, the other steering the tip up to my juicy lips. Then I felt him. It was heavenly!

I pushed back a little with my hips because I desperately wanted him inside me but, perhaps because of inexperience, perhaps because the little devil was playing with me, he slid the tip hesitantly up and down my slit for a few more seconds. I gave out a small cry of frustration, and then a louder cry of something else as he hit my throbbing clit a couple of times before finally finding my entrance. He thrust forward gently, hesitantly, at first, opening my pink ring up slowly until it finally gripped him and almost sucked him inside! We both sighed in satisfaction at the sudden warm feelings generated by our union, and then he slowly thrust in deeper and we both grunted as we felt our sensitive skin sliding over each other until he finally came to a stop deep, deep inside me! 

I was breathing heavily, wallowing in the warmth of his penetration, my juicy vagina gripping him as hard as it could, when I felt something land on the display cabinet beside me. Opening my bleary eyes I saw that it was the naked torso of Mary settling on the glass beside. Her eyes were sparkling as she settled in position next to me.

"This looks like fun! Wait for us!!"

I twisted around again and saw, over her shapely bare hips an equally naked Peter pushing himself up between her legs a big, wide grin on his face. For some reason, in the back of my mind, I was annoyed that he, the one who'd created all this trouble was actually enjoying himself!! I suppose that might seem a bit hypocritical given that every cell in my body and particularly around my pussy was actual screaming for James to get on with it and fuck me!

Mary's eyes widened and she let out a long "Ohhhhhhhhhh" as she too was penetrated.

I switched my attention back to myself though and wiggled my hips in a desperate bid to get James moving. It worked and he began to pull back and thrust in firmly, gradually developing into a regular rhythm that started to swamp me with electric sensations. I just needed him to keep going a bit longer and I'd soon be there, coming all around him!

There were warning bells ringing in the back of my mind though as I realised that the straining grunts behind me were heralding an impending eruption of his own. I cried out in pent up frustration as I realised that I wasn't going to make it, but then, suddenly, I felt fingers sliding around my leg, up to my pussy, pausing briefly to feel him as he slid, more desperately now, in and out. Then they hit my erect and pulsating clit and proceeded to give it such a good working over that I almost blew up, crying out as that long, long awaited orgasm took me and almost overwhelmed us both!

The convulsions that rippled out from my pussy sent delirious shock waves around my body and clearly he'd felt it too as he gasped at the feel of my vagina pulsating around him before his grip on my hips tightened he gave in one last, almost brutal thrust and I felt him trigger his own convulsions as he came deep, deep inside me! 

8.A Contract is a Contract

I was taking in huge, deep breaths as I finally came out of my blissful heaven, still sprawled over the cabinet. I let out a reluctant sigh as I felt James finally lift himself off me and ease out of my sopping cavern. Next to me, Mary was still moving back and forth rhythmically as Peter got on with satisfying his part of the bargain. Her eyes were closed but her features showed that she was clearly enjoying every second of the 'enforced' fucking. 

I felt a hand trace it's fingers through my hair and, looking the other way, saw Susan gazing down at me. Then I realised that it must have been her fingers that had come to my rescue. I should have recognised them of course after the way that they'd massaged me down there just a short time ago! I mouthed a silent 'Thank You' to her and she smiled, but then, a slightly worried expression flitted across her face as she looked behind me.

I automatically twisted again to see what she was looking at and got the shock of my life! 

I had to squeeze my eyes shut and reopen them again to convince myself that I wasn't dreaming, because standing next to James as he pulled away was another naked man! It took a second or two before I registered that it was the same man who'd caught us via the video camera. It took much less than a second to register the big swinging member standing out from his groin. He was huge! Not necessarily much longer than James, but the girth was breathtaking! And it took about a microsecond to register that I was in a very vulnerable position!

"Hey! I didn't agree to ... OH!" I protested as I started to rise off the display cabinet, only to be undone as a big, powerful hand planted itself in the middle of my back and pressed me back down onto the glass.

"You signed the document, and I'm a member of staff," he said quite reasonably as he used his other hand to spread my legs further apart, opening up my dripping pussy even more.

"But ...but ...," I was desperately thinking back to the wording. God he was right! Why hadn't I studied the small print...or lack of it?! So much for my big negotiating skills!

I looked up desperately at Susan, but she just shrugged, evidently of the view that you shouldn't sign anything unless you understand the consequences. On my other side, Peter was still busy, lost in his private 'I'm fucking Mary and it feels fantastic' world, his eyes closed as he concentrated on trying to outlast her. No help there then!

I was about to try and reason with him, or maybe go to 'appeal' somehow when I realised that I was too late as I felt the rounded tip of that gigantic cock nosing up against my pink hole, still throbbing pleasantly after welcoming it's last little intruder. And that hadn't been so little, but it was about to get a big surprise when it tried to handle this one!

I tried to wriggle away, but his he'd planted his hands on my hips and I was back in his vice-like grip.

"Oh God ... no ...you're way too ...ohhhhhhhhhmmmmyyyyyyyy God!" I gasped as he pressed himself against me, forcing my vagina to open wider and wider to try and take him. For a moment I thought that it would be too much and I'd be split asunder, but the wonders of nature came to my rescue and my devious pink hole kept getting bigger and bigger until eventually he forced himself in!

To be fair, he'd taken his time and when my muscles finally wrapped themselves around his throbbing cock head, we both let out a long sigh. In his case it was of satisfaction, in my case it was pure relief to start with and then something earthier as I started to enjoy the feel of being so stretched.

"There that wasn't so bad was it?" he whispered as his breathing quickened. Clearly he too was enjoying the way that I was gripping him!

"Now ..." he murmured as he began to push further in.

"Oh Jesus," I gasped as I felt him slide deeper and deeper until I felt completely filled, every nerve inside me signalling the thrilling feel of the contact as it penetrated me. 

Next to me I was distracted by the explosive noise of Peter's and Mary's joint climaxes as he finally took her over the edge and let go. But it was almost impossible for my mind not to be focussed on my current giant invader which had just started to move! I was amazed at how lubricated I must be down there, because as he tentatively withdrew and thrust in again I seemed to cope okay, in fact I was starting to want more! Maybe it was my lack of a man for so long and all my juices had been stored up for this one big day!

"Faster!" I instructed, inhibitions gone completely!

"Oh, now you're in charge are you?!" he laughed.

"Ooooomph!" I gasped as he responded by thrusting even harder and deeper into me.

He continued in this vein for a few more minutes, making me gasp each time he filled me, before completely taking me by surprise! When he'd thrust inside as deep as he could go, pinning my thighs against the edge of the display case, his hands slipped up over the curves in my buttocks, up past the small of my back and then around my front where they cupped my breasts. I enjoyed the sensation is they slid over my bare skin, and let out a low growl of approval as his fingers played with my unappreciated nipples for a few minutes. 

Then, still keeping me pinned to the cabinet by his giant cock, he pulled backwards on my breasts lifting the front of my torso up, bending me in the middle.

"What the...?" I gasped

"Wait a moment" he laughed again, and then began to slide himself slowly backwards and out of me, until something deliriously wonderful happened. As I was wondering what the hell he was doing with me, his cock had reached about half way out and the depths of my vagina were starting to suffer withdrawal symptoms. Strangely, in our new position, it had felt different as he'd withdrawn as if he was rubbing harder against the front of my hot cavern than before. But then I really did explode!

God knows how it happened. I've never really believed in a G-spot before, but whatever he hit it sent such a blast of electric sensations coursing through my body that I cried out, stiffened and almost went into an orgasm there and then.




A Cousin Thing



Distantly I heard Peter saying in concern, "Leave her alone , what are you doing to her?"

It's probably a good job that I was incapable of speech at that moment in time because I'd normally have been ready with a few choice words about his somewhat late intervention, but words were the last thing on my mind as he started to rub backwards and forwards over the same supersensitive spot. The fire that he'd started had suddenly been fanned into a full-scale inferno and as he slide powerfully back and forth over it, I felt my body quickly tightening as an enormous tidal wave of almost painful excitement lifted me right onto the edge of the precipice. And then over it!

I don't think that I've ever experienced an orgasm like it!

It just went on, and on, and on!!

I was gasping for breath and quivering uncontrollably as he let me rest back onto the cool glass once more. It seemed to take an age before I felt that I could control any of my muscles again, or take account of my surroundings. When I did, I breathed out a long delayed, low moan of appreciation as I felt him inside me still, big, just gently easing back and forth in my molten cavern as he patiently waited for me to regain my senses.

"Still want to renegotiate the contract?" 

"Don't be so fucking patronising!" I finally managed to respond, between dragging in deep breaths, before adding quickly that 'of course I didn't' in case he took it personally and stopped fucking me! It was amazing how quickly I'd transformed from 'debonair young lady about town' into a slobbering slut!

He gave me a few more minutes to recover, just moving about inside me enough to keep me simmering, then he really surprised me. Well gobsmacked me actually.

"So how many climaxes do you want before I fill you up?"

I couldn't believe that I'd heard that.

"Errr ...what?"

"Well, three of four maybe?"

Could this guy be serious? How incredibly conceited! As if he could control that!

"Or maybe six," I spluttered to highlight the absurdity of his question!

"Oooh, greedy girl! Well maybe we won't even stop there!" he flashed back.

I couldn't believe that either, but my next words reflected the fact that his hands had slipped around my front again, squeezed my nipples hard before cupping my breasts and pulling my upper body back up again.

"Ouch!...Oh God...Jesus ...Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

It hadn't taken him long to find my spot again, and he got straight on with rubbing his cock head hard up against it as he began to move inside me again! This time there was no gentleness though as he started to fuck me harder, and he grunted in satisfaction as he felt my body starting to tighten quickly in his arms as another orgasm approached already. This time there was no dallying around on the edge of the precipice either. He was a man on a mission and just intensified his thrusts into my throbbing vagina to boost me into orbit as a long, shattering climax took me so incredibly quickly. 

This time my convulsions had barely died away before I realised, in a distant sort of way as I tried hard to stay in some sort of control, that he was still moving at the same rate! Still fucking me hard and he'd hit a rhythm that was generating shock waves all round my pulsating pussy. Incredibly, just as the last orgasm was finally dying away, I felt another one building. 

I tried so hard to hold it off. Not to give him the satisfaction! But it was useless as my body took over and I soon found myself convulsing once again on the end of his giant, devilish rod!

I'm not even sure if I was breathing by this time. Every nerve in my body was focussed on the intense action taking place in my pussy as he continued to thrust me firmly against the display cabinet and the relentless waves of painful pleasure radiated out from between my tired legs. I think that I counted a fourth and then a fifth immense climax take me before I lost touch with reality, but by then I couldn't really be sure.

I felt my legs give way and one of his hands dropped to my hip to hold me up as his merciless battering continued. I was probably screaming or moaning or pleading. Who knows? Eventually, in a really, really distant sort of way I felt him finally come, my body seemed to be jerking in his hands yet again, but this time it wasn't just me as I heard him grunt and felt him unload stream after stream of cum deep inside my boiling cauldron!

This time I was only vaguely aware of being lowered back onto the cool glass surface. My head was still spinning, my heart racing and my legs felt like jelly. My pussy felt hot, throbbing away still, even after all those climaxes. I was so far gone that I didn't even moan when he backed out of me, leaving me sprawled like a naked rag doll over the cabinet. I was way too exhausted to do or say anything, just dragging in air to gradually quench my internal fires was all I was up to, while the supercilious twat gave my bare bum a quick slap as he turned away and told everybody what a good 'lay' I was!

Even in that state, I made a mental note that somehow or other he wasn't going to get away with that one!

Eventually Susan appeared at my side, helped me rise stiffly back onto my feet and then totter unsteadily over to the armchair where she let me collapse in a bit of a heap while she used some tissues to clean me up as the combined juices of James and 'that man' were starting to dribble out of me!

9.Opening My Eyes - James 

They let me be for a while after the marathon session that I'd just had, but when I'd finally started to take an interest in my surroundings, I was somewhat dismayed to find that little more than an hour of our 'contract' had passed. Three hours still to go!

Susan was chatting to an excited sounding Mary, whose admittedly nice, willowy naked form was being scrutinised, or should I say 'devoured' by Peter who was perched on my chair arm. David had pulled on a black pair of pants and was drinking from a glass of whiskey which had somehow appeared on the desk. When he caught my look, he lifted the glass in a silent toast and mouthed a kiss at me. I told him to 'Get Lost' quite angrily which was maybe just a tad unthankful given the number of orgasms that he'd just given me, but I'm afraid that I wasn't going to warm to him. Unlike the rather more pleasant James, next to him, who I smiled warmly at to rub it in! Not that it made the slightest difference as my tormentor simply laughed heartily and made me even angrier!

I took it out on Peter instead, "If your eyes pop out any further, they'll be on stalks!"

But my thoughts were interrupted as Susan turned from Mary to me and Peter.

"Mary thinks that we ought to have a competition next. It'll be how quickly her and Janine can get Peter and James hard again with their mouths and then how long they can ride them before they all come! Any Questions?"

I had about a million, but the sudden proposal had left me with my mouth gaping open in disbelief.

"Oh that should be okay," piped up David from behind me, "Janine here looks like she's ready to do a job on James already!"

I twisted round to glare at him, but was then almost dragged off the chair as Mary grabbed me excitedly by the hand and pulled.

"Isn't that a great idea Janine," she gushed, "I bet I win!"

So I lost my balance and ended up rolling onto the soft, plush carpet, closely followed by Mary. When we'd come to a halt I found myself staring at Mary's petite blonde pussy from a distance of a couple of inches! My eyes widened, just as I jumped back a bit in surprise, but not before I'd registered the fact that her bush was neatly trimmed into the shape of a heart, the tip just sitting on top of her moist, puffy slit. I jumped again as I felt fingers caressing my thighs above my stocking tops before sliding across my own puffy lips as Mary picked herself up and knelt innocently next to me. And this girl was supposedly inexperienced!

By the time I'd recovered I realised that 'question time' had passed and Susan was arranging Peter and James on the carpet next to us, on their backs and ready for attention! And suddenly I felt nervous, and a little shy! Fact is that I wasn't as sexually experienced as I sometimes liked others to think. I'd only had a few brief relationships before Jamie, and in my time with him we'd been relatively conservative in our taste for sex. I'd never had a problem being turned on by him and we'd had some great sex together, but mainly in 'conventional' positions. I'd never offered to give him 'head' and he'd never asked for it so I wasn't at all sure what to do next. Then a thought sprang out of my mind that maybe that's why he'd run off with that bitch Patricia? Whatever, I was confused. What the hell was I going to do?

I watched Mary move next to the prone form of my cousin. She gave him a devilish look and kept contact with his eyes as her head dropped down towards his loins. His head seemed to rise at the same rate and he propped himself on his elbows as he watched excitedly. I could see that his member was already stirring, just at the thought of what was to happen next, but all she did was kiss it briefly on top and then let her hand slip between his legs to cup his balls, and wriggle her fingers against the taut skin behind. Peter gave out a long sigh of appreciation and closed his eyes, partly I think so that he couldn't see me staring wide-eyed at him, but probably mainly to wallow in the electric sensations that Mary was obviously generating!

Then I realised that everyone else's eyes were on me, including James who was looking at me pleadingly. Shit! I was just going to have to blag it!

I shuffled over to him, planted a quick kiss onto his upturned lips before twisting round to see what I could do. It meant that my tits were dangling down as I bent over him, and I was the first to gasp out as I felt him lift his hands up to cup and caress them. Shit Janine, get on with it! I was already miles behind the impish Mary who was busy licking and kissing Peter's member more enthusiastically now, and it was reacting accordingly and standing stiffly to attention!

I tried to ignore the sudden warm feelings that he was generating on my breasts and nipples and slipped my hand between his legs like Mary had done, feeling the soft pack and the hard tube-like skin behind it. I decided to experiment a bit and let my fingernails run up and down it for a few seconds and nearly got poked in the eye as he cried out, his hips bucked and his cock shot upwards! 

'Wow,' I thought,'...that's a good start, I've nearly caught up to Mary already!'

Up close his hard cock looked impressive, a prominent vein running down one side, the foreskin peeling back from the tip as my fingers made him even harder. It seemed natural to start by letting the tip of my tongue run up from the base, tracing that vein right up to the tip where I let my tongue glide around the sensitive end. His hips stiffened as my tongue got higher, so I presumed I was on the right track. Glancing across at Mary again, my eyes opened wider as I watched her tongue lap up a few drops of pre-cum from Peter's rod like member before her lips closed around the end, disguising whatever torture her tongue was inflicting on the head that she'd drawn into her mouth.

Mmmm, this was getting heavy! But I'm nothing if not a quick learner and followed suit, letting my mouth close over the top inch or so and using my tongue to caress it inside my mouth. I wondered about using my teeth too, but decided not to risk it!

It was a bit weird, having something so big in my mouth, and alive as well. I could practically feel it throbbing as my tongue explored him! He tasted a bit weird too, slightly salty maybe, but that would be the sweat I guess, and there was also a kind of earthy muskiness that I couldn't place. For a second I wondered if it was me! After all this hot cock had only recently been gyrating around inside my own personal love tunnel! That train of thought triggered some distinctly hot sensations between my legs.

Anyway, it seemed to be going well. I could hear him gasping as I sucked him a bit further in, letting my lips grip him harder before suddenly everything went haywire! Maybe I'd encouraged him too much, but suddenly he groaned and thrust firmly into me, his cock suddenly sliding to the back of my throat. I panicked, suddenly scared that I'd suffocate, and drew my head back quickly, releasing him and leaving his big member swinging below me as I took in a quick breath, a look of shock spreading across my face.

Susan was still kneeling next to us , grinning at me.

"It's not really you're thing is it? Maybe round 2 though..." and with that she leaned over to Mary, who was still bent over Peter's groin her head bobbing purposefully up and down like a yo-yo and added, "All right Super-Woman, you can slow up now, that's round 1 to you!"

I looked down at Peter's grimacing face, gasping mouth, his eyes nearly popping out of his head as Mary worked on him and mouthed some guidance, "You useless young wimp, can't you show even a shred of self-control!!"

But then Mary finally released him from his torment, and Susan said quickly, her voice a little throaty, "Right girls, climb aboard and don't forget, it's the first to come together who wins!"

'Hey, that's a new rule!' I thought as I looked hungrily at James's swaying member before jumping astride his legs and shuffling up so that it was now rubbing up against my wet fanny. We were on my territory now, because I used to love riding Jamie when we were together and 'Cowgirl' was my favourite position by a country mile! I watched James's eyes widen and a grin spread across his face as I took hold of him and rubbed the tip of him slowly along my slit a few times to get my clit interested. It did, quickly, and I was throbbing with pleasure when I fed him up to my juicy entrance and slipped him into my vagina. We both groaned yet again as I lowered myself down, greedy to have my hot cavern filled again. I shelved the hypocritical bit about 'self control' as I closed my eyes and wallowed in the growing fire between my legs as I began to gyrate my hips to feel him moving so sensuously inside me!

Of course, all good things have to come to an end and I was a little annoyed to realise that I wouldn't be able to take my time building myself up like I'd normally do because there was a race to win and I'm easily the most competitive person I know! It was also clear from James's grimacing features and the way that he seemed to be almost pulsating inside me that he wasn't going to last long. Time for action!

I leaned forward and grabbed his hands, lifting them up to my swaying orbs and gasped at the feel of them on my sensitive skin. I took a quick look down to reassure myself that my nipples, rock hard now, hadn't exploded on contact as he began to massage them! I glanced to one side and saw that Mary was settling down on to Peter's rod-like pole, her eyes looking dreamy as he penetrated her inner lair. We were close enough together for our knees and calves to be pressed together as we straddled our mounts and his arm was rising to take one of her breasts. I grabbed it, making him look at me in surprise from the floor as I gave him a fierce stare which loosely translated said that I'd kill him if he climaxed before I did!

Then I got down to the serious business of bringing on my orgasm as quickly as possible, rocking backward and forward, forcing him to slide in and out of me at just the right frequency to maximise my arousal. This was what I liked so much about Cowgirl. It was me in control!! 

I opened my eyes briefly to check on James, and had a minor heart attack. He looked like he was on the verge of coming already! I had to get myself off quicker if we were to come together. I slowed my rocking to ease the pressure on his cock and grabbed one of his hands, dragging it off my left breast where, to be fair, it had been doing a great job on my tender nipple and stuffed it where it was more urgently needed, between my splayed out legs! I gave him a clue about what was require as I gasped out, "CLIT!!"

Fortunately he was fairly quick on the uptake and not too far gone to respond as his fingers got working. I was about to explode in frustration when he spent the first few seconds exploring our joining point, his finger trips tracing the oily junction where his cock sank into my vagina, but then they rose up my slit and quickly got to work where I'd wanted them, rubbing up and around my erect and throbbing love button! I congratulated him in the way that a woman knows best by letting my vagina squeeze him briefly and then vocally.

"That's it ... Oh Jesus!...yes ...just there ...aaaaaaahh!"

Then I put everything else out of my mind as I started to rock again and concentrated on the building waves of pleasure that were already starting to merge together and push me nearer and nearer that hot, sweet climax that was by now the only thing on my mind! My body gradually stiffened and my inner tension tightened almost painfully as it rumbled nearer and nearer. I was ready to be overwhelmed when, from somewhere, I realised that I'd overtaken him and was about to come too early!

I let out a tight scream of frustration as I gritted my teeth and set my hips working harder, sliding myself up and down his erection harder and harder until I could hold it off no longer and succumbed to the tumultuous climax that had been building so strongly inside me. As my convulsions kicked off and spread so deliriously around my aching body I was rewarded with the sound of a massive grunt from beneath as his hips forced me up to the ceiling at the same time and his own convulsions merged with mine as he unloaded stream after stream of cum inside me!! I collapsed forward onto him, blissfully riding the orgasm still, and secretly triumphant that we'd won the contest!!

10.Opening My Eyes - Susan

Later, after the men had slid out from under us and Mary and I had rolled together in a sort of languid, naked embrace on the soft carpet while we got over that mad ride, I was dreamily wondering whether this 'punishment' wasn't actually the most bizarre sexual encounter that I could ever have imagined! Now that we'd gotten over the initial shock, and embarrassment of being stripped and then fucked by total strangers, I was having to work hard at trying to convince myself that I wasn't actually enjoying myself! And glancing at Peter's big wide grin across the room I knew that he was absolutely and totally enjoying fucking his 'novice' Mary!

I was already entertaining big doubts about her so-called 'lack of experience' as I felt her hand slowly caressing the small of my back and when the other one lifted to my cheek and eased my face around to hers I saw that her eyes were alive with devilish, mischievous, excitement. She lifted her lips up to mine and for reasons that are totally beyond my comprehension I met them with my own, a sudden thrill running through me as I realised that I was in the middle of a hot kiss with another woman!

My heart was beating fast again and my brain was spinning when she pulled away, licked her lips and then whispered in my ear. 

"That race result was unfair. You nobbled my horse!"

I was so confused, I couldn't think of anything even approaching a witty response.

"I errr ...ummmmm ...oh wow ... did I just kiss you!"

She leaned into me again so that we couldn't be overheard, her warm breath whispering over my ear, "You certainly did ... and it was just heavenly!" She lifted up a hand to squeeze my breast, " ...and I bet you're a tiger in bed aren't you! But maybe another day eh? Don't you think that it's time that we did Aunt Susan though...she's missing out on all the fun!"

My eyes opened wide and I shot a guilty glance in Susan's direction who was still kneeling next to us. She did look a little flushed, and her smile was maybe a little strained. But 'do her'? Really?!




A Cousin Thing



My hesitation was fatal though as Mary pushed away from me with a little squeal, "Right, I'll do the top, you see to the bottom!". And with that she reached up and pulled the amazed Susan down who lost her balance and called out in surprise as Mary rolled her onto the carpet between us. The shout was quickly snuffed out though as my new partner in crime lay down across her heaving chest and planted her lips right onto the older woman's.

Susan was still struggling on the floor though, her legs twisting and turning and I eventually sprang into action, my mind still spinning and straddled her knees. By then her struggles were diminishing a bit though as Mary's hot lips got to work on her and instead of fighting back, Susan surrendered to her own arousal and began to kiss Mary back! I watched in disbelief as one of Mary's hand slid down to the buttons on Susan's white shirt, released the top ones and slipped inside, immediately cupping a breast through her plain white bra and starting to fondle it.

This time as Susan's legs squirmed under me, I realised that it was from pleasure and not shock!

What now though? Peter and James were both looking on in amazement and David seemed to have disappeared. 

I looked down at Susan's legs, trapped together under me. Her tight grey skirt had ridden high up her thighs as she struggled and the white, fancy bands of stocking tops were peeping out. In the absence of any better ideas, I leaned forward and let my hands run up and down her thighs, gradually pushing up higher until they disappeared under the skirt, traced the elasticated stocking bands for a few minutes and then rising higher to encounter the firm bare skin above. Well, that usually worked for me I thought, and judging by the increased squirming of her legs under my bare bum, it was hitting the spot with the trapped Susan as well! 

Now that my fingertips were exploring bare flesh under her skirt, I had to decide how far to go. Could I really push on to the logical conclusion and touch her pussy? What would it feel like? I'd never done that to another girl, even though I'd explore my own sex plenty of times in the past! I was still undecided but I couldn't stop and when my fingers finally came up against the soft warmth of her pantie-covered mound I let them roam excitedly over it. The effect of the touch on Susan's sex was immediate and her hips, which had been gently moving under my gentle exploration froze as she felt me start to caress her lips through the thin material of her panties. She couldn't really say anything because Mary's energetic lips were still working on hers!

Having got this far, I decided to throw caution to the wind. I mean, who was going to tell that I'd been fondling another woman, and, if truth be known, I was starting to feel excited at the prospect of playing with her some more as that fire between my legs kicked off yet again!

So I withdrew my hands from under her skirt so that I could get that annoying garment out of the way and was soon dragging it, unfastened, down her wriggling legs. Susan cooperated by kicking it out of the way as it reached her feet. That was closely followed by a white half slip that left her gently writhing on the carpet in a simple pair of white knickers that, sexily, were drawn tight over her mound. It was clear straight away that Mary had got Susan in the mood by the damp patch spreading out from between her legs and my eyes were glued to it for a long few seconds. I swallowed hard as I came to terms with my own increasing arousal. Good grief, had I suddenly become a lesbian now as well?!

What the hell, might as well find out now. I quickly finished unbuttoning her shirt, even as Mary's hand was busy massaging Susan's breast still. I was about to reach round her to release her bra until I realised that it was a front fastener, so I pushed Mary's hand brusquely to one side, flipped open the clasp and parted the cups, releasing Susan's heaving bosom to the outside world. I had to stop to admire them. I mean, I really had to stop!

They were full, but beautifully taut. Her dark nipples stood out from big, light brown rings at each peak. And those nipples! Mary really had done a job on her, because they stood out proudly, swaying with each deep breath, over half an inch long. I'd never seen any that big before and I suddenly had to have one in my mouth! I leant down and captured one between my lips, sucking it in and letting my tongue play with it. I heard Susan gasp and cry out for the first time and glanced up to see that Mary had finally released her lips and was staring at the other nipple hungrily. Within seconds she too had dropped onto the other one and was feeding on it, making Susan gasp again and squirm under us. I guess we must have been doing alright though as her hands fastened onto the backs of our heads and pulled our faces and lips harder into those taut melons!

She eventually released me after long minutes of suckling, teasing and nibbling, and only then, I think, because I'd slipped a hand down her stomach and into the front of her pants! As my fingers delved down through her bush and found her wet, puffy slit, she clearly changed her priorities and pushed me off her tingling breast, downwards to where I'd ignited the fire between her legs. And I don't think she wanted it putting out!

Clearly it was past messing about time, so as I dropped down over her abdomen, I took my hand from her pants, got a groan from Susan for my trouble, grasped the panties and dragged them urgently down her legs so that her pussy and it's gaping slit were now open and defenceless. My head was just a few inches away from her sex when I crawled back up her smooth nylon covered leg, and she lifted the other leg at the knee and let it sway to one side giving me an even better view. It was awesome! 

Being a girl, the anatomy wasn't exactly new to me, but I'd never, ever been so 'up front and personal' with another woman's sex before. I naturally paused to drink in the way that her inner folds of skin drew my attention to her round, pink hole already dribbling little beads of juices from within. Almost reverently I used my finger and thumb to part her even wider so that I could see her hood and the throbbing pinky red button only partially covered now, erect and desperately needing attention.

I swallowed hard at the sight because I'd seen the odd porno film before, and knew what was required. But could I actually do it to another woman?

Susan evidently felt that I could, "Please Janine...God ...please get on with it ... I ...think ...I'm ...going.. to ... explode!" she gasped distantly , unable to rise because Mary was still busy tantalising her nipples. 

"Come on , get on with it! You know what to do!!" came a gruff voice from behind me.

I recognised the voice and was about to protest when things happened quickly!

"Hey!" I gasped as I felt David's strong fingers slip under the straps of my suspenders and haul my bum upwards before dropping me back onto my knees. 

"You can't ...Oh Jesus ...not again!" I finished as I twisted my head round in a panic to see his big swaying member, and all its massive girth, disappear behind my bum, only for the head to nose up against my own juicy slit!

"It's too big!" I exhaled as I felt him push against my oily opening, only to be totally let down by my body which welcomed him back aboard like a long lost friend! I felt my vagina opening up like an automated door as he pressed into me and the air whooshed out of my lungs as he thrust himself deep into my pulsating lair.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh" I gasped in wonder and amazement as I felt him totally occupy me again, waiting on tenterhooks for him to start moving and fucking me once more. It wasn't to be though. Well, not just yet at any rate.

He used his erect cock to guide me and my head back into position between Susan's legs.

"Now get on with sorting out my Sister. I'm not going to let you come until she's been properly satisfied!"

I swallowed again, trying hard to regain some sort of control and stop my body focussing solely on the throbbing monster occupying my hot cavern. Susan's slit was still wide open in front of me and any inhibitions I'd had before had been driven out by this thick cock and the threat not to use it on me!

I used my finger and thumb to spread her swollen labia again, targeted her erect clit and got to work on it with my tongue! She reacted by nearly taking off at that first electric contact but was soon moaning and squirming under me as I set about finding the right rhythm for her. After a while I let my lips circle it and drew it upwards so that it grew even harder. The effect was magical as her hips tensed and she groaned even louder. Whilst I was busy, David was encouraging me be slowly rolling his hips against me, making his cock rub about all over my sensitive inner skin, giving me a taste of what my reward was to be.

She was clearly getting close though, so I dropped my lips lower. I wanted to explore! I let my tongue trace it's way around her oily entrance, licking at the beads of juice, tasting her. She was writhing again in my hands.

David was sounding strained as he watched me work on her.

"Use you fingers!" he instructed excitedly, giving me an extra thrust that made me gasp in response.

Typical man I thought. They only ever think about penetration!

It wasn't a bad idea though, so I let my fingertip replace my tongue tracing its way around her entrance, before letting the tip slide in, sampling her wet warmth before pushing further in, amazed at the way that her opening gripped me.

"Two!" he instructed breathlessly as he saw the first finger disappear and start to explore inside her. This time his thrust into me wasn't so gentle! 

I quickly got my second finger up against her opening, forcing it in beside my other one and then started to thrust the two of them in and out together. It appeared to be what David wanted. Judging by Susan's increasingly urgent moans and groans it wasn't unwelcome from that quarter either.

I was having to grit my teeth though because David's movements inside me were getting more energetic and I needed Susan to come soon so that I could concentrate on the delicious feelings radiating out from my pussy. I was impatient for more!

So, although I kept my fingers going in her sopping vagina, I got my tongue busy on the one place guaranteed to do the trick, slipping it around, over and up against her throbbing bud I practically made her gyrate under me until her body stiffened, I held back for a second or two letting her milk the onset before licking hard again and sending her over the edge. Susan's cry of ecstasy was ringing in my ears as she slumped down. I was still getting my mind round the way that her vagina had convulsed around my fingers and the strong possibility that I was now a lesbian, or a 'bi' at the very least!

"Oh Jesus ...yes!" I grunted, my head hanging down between my arms, my breasts swaying, my hips rocking, even in his vice like grip again, as he started to seriously thrust inside me. And not just any old thrusts! He'd obviously enjoyed watching his Sister get laid and now I was going to get my reward! His arousal was up and this time there was no gradual build up, no straining my body into 'that' position, just basic, hard sex as his rigid cock began to piston in and out of me. Well, never quite out but enough to make me start groaning and moaning each time he launched back into me. He wasn't hitting my spot quite so hard from this angle, but the way that he was taking me, it didn't seem to matter. I was soon making nonsensical little sounds as the pounding and the relentless waves of pleasure took me quickly up to my personal limit. This time there was no teasing either as he just kept pounding away and I tumbled uncontrollably into my first (this time) climax. Then my second, and all too quickly, a third which coincided with him gasping himself as I felt his thick cock squirm inside me as it unloaded a long series of jets of cum deep inside me again!

When he'd finished with me, he pulled out and let me collapse forwards into soft waiting arms, totally stupefied by the relentless, mind-boggling bliss and the after-effects of the countless convulsions that had wracked my weary body.

11.Opening My Eyes - Practically Everyone

When I started to take note of my surroundings I found myself curled up in Mary's arms on the floor still.

She kissed me every now and then around my neck, sending little shivers up and down my spine as my breathing gradually changed from heaving, ragged lungfuls into something more gentle. Susan reappeared at my side with a bunch of tissues and cleaned me up again, watching my face carefully as she mopped up between my legs, letting the tissues slide sensuously across my swollen, throbbing lips. She mouthed me a silent 'thank you' so I reached out and pulled her into my arms and the three of us were soon a tangled mixture of arms, legs and naked breasts as we 'comforted' each other, much to the amusement of the men who were watching us with interest, and lust!

It was Peter who broke the spell and evidently refreshed judging by the big erection swinging between his legs. He reached down for Mary, who's eyes widened at the sight.

"Oooooh, that looks nice," she whispered throatily, allowing him to pull her away from us, roll her onto her back and then plant himself between her splayed out legs. 

I ended up wrapped in Susan's arms as I got over my second dose of David, I twisted and looked up into her face. She was looking across at where David and James were helping themselves to a drink by the desk, her eyes switched back to mine and she smiled, but it was her lips that attracted my attention. They were full and a delicate shade of pink, slightly open and moist. They looked luscious!

I stretched may face up towards hers, holding her eyes as our lips got nearer. Suddenly neither of us was breathing as we waited for the inevitable contact. She didn't move, but waited for my lips to brush against hers. I felt a shudder run through her as I let my lips slide slowly from side to side for a few seconds, wallowing in the soft, tentative contact until I could resist it no longer and pressed harder, getting an almost immediate response from the older woman. Within seconds we were engaged in a sizzling kiss, our tongues busy getting to know each other. My hormones were clearly all over the place, but this afternoon was definitely looking like a turning point in my sexuality!

Then we both froze, locked in each other's arms!

I realised that there'd been a sharp knocking on the door. My eyes flashed open in alarm and I watched David dragging on his pants and head to the door. Susan too was looking on in evident surprise. My fevered mind naturally assumed the worst. Oh my God, what if someone had peeped in, seen us and reported us to the police? We might have escaped the robbery charge, but maybe we were going to be done for indecency or something instead?

My eyes open wider as I watched David ease open the blind slightly to see who was there and then begin to unlock the door.

Oh my God again! He was going to let someone in and I was more or less naked on the floor in another woman's equally semi-naked embrace! Incredibly, my immediate reaction was to protect my modesty as one hand dropped down between my legs to cover my pussy, and my other arm crossed itself over my bare breasts!

Then the door was open and two young men walked in, eye's suddenly on sticks at the sight that met them! Then I realised that they weren't even looking at me, but at the bobbing bum of Peter between Mary's splayed out legs next to us who was still obliviously seeing to her needs, and his! 

"Geoff, Mike ..." spluttered Susan, " ...what are you doing here?"

I was quick to see that both of them were younger than I'd first thought. Early twenties probably, dressed casually in jeans and tee-shirts, excited eyes now darting round the whole shop. Geoff was the taller, but not by much and they both looked trim and fit.

"Wow," said Geoff, looking finally at David who'd locked up again, " ...you weren't kidding were you!?" 

Susan tried again, "What exactly are you two doing here?" It was said with the force of office manager behind it but some of the impact might have been lost by the fact that she was naked from her stocking tops upwards and she was cradling another naked woman in her arms.

Geoff was definitely the more out-going of the two and as Mike hung back a bit looking rather apprehensive, he stepped further into the room, "David called and said that we should come down here because there was a woman giving free sex to all our employees!" Having checked out all the woman in the room already, his gaze settled on me as the most likely candidate! 

"Hey!" I spluttered, "...you can't ...I never agreed to ..." My words ran out as David, standing by the desk, picked up our 'contract' and waved it in the air.

"But I didn't know there was anyone else involved..." I snapped more angrily now, "...and anyway who the hell are they?" I was looking for support from Susan by now. She seemed like my best bet for an ally. 

Unfortunately she just shrugged her shoulders in apparent surrender, " Geoff looks after our warehouse and distribution operation, Mike looks after our IT. I'm afraid that David's probably right."

I flashed a hateful stare in his direction, but he just smiled sweetly back. I think that he'd been the one most upset by our attempted robbery and he was determined to exact maximum retribution!

"Okay guys, get your gear off and you can get started!" he said as he marched over to me, before adding with a cheesy grin as he took my hand and pulled me up, "...she likes to do it over the display cabinet!"

I probably should have resisted, but he was strong and my mind was still spinning as he marched me over to the cabinet. Had I really agreed to this? How many more might there be in the woodwork? But by the time that my mind was capable of organised resistance he'd bent me over the cabinet and my hot breasts had met the cool glass again!

"Look" I tried again, "...this really is ...ouch!"

It probably wasn't the right position to be making a plea for clemency, with my bum in the air, my peachy slit gaping from between my legs as he spread my feet, but the sharp slap that he'd delivered across my bare cheeks was the clincher!

Then I jumped instinctively and my head twisted round as I felt unfamiliar hands on my hips moving quickly to caress my upturned bum. My eyes opened wider in shock. I couldn't believe how fast the two of them had stripped off and now Mike was behind me, still wearing his tee-shirt, but nothing else and yet another swaying, rigid and very respectable member was heading towards my love nest. I learned later that they'd tossed a coin for who should go first. Can you believe that? A coin!!

Not that that was at the forefront of my mind at the time!

"Hi" he said diffidently as his hands took a firmer grip on my hips and the tip of his cock got nearer.

"Hi" I responded automatically. Can you believe that either? I was about to be forced into servicing yet another member of 'staff' and we were being ever so polite about it!

But then his cock was nudging between my labia lips and pressing against my tingling entrance. I let out a long sigh and lay my head onto the glass as I felt my hungry vagina opening up to him and felt yet another throbbing erection slide into my inner depths, stimulating that almost permanent fire between my legs to blossom out again!

He may have been a bit diffident but he was definitely eager and I was soon bouncing up against the edge of the cabinet as he thrust energetically back and forth inside me. My gasps were getting closer together as I felt him speed up and I gripped the cabinet sides to steady myself. He clearly wasn't going to last much longer and I wasn't near ready myself when I felt Susan rest on the glass top next to me, nibble at the back of my neck and a hand slipped under my belly, zoomed in on my slit and I was soon gasping for breath as her fingers began to work on my perky little pleasure button.