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Wet Seduction

By: threelayers



Ben worked in one of the many offices in the city. His job wasn't as glamorous as it sounds. He was the filling clerk, admin lackey.

However, Ben wasn't complaining too much. At least he had a job, which was more than could be said for a number of his friends. The other perk was the people Ben got to work with. On the whole they were a good bunch and some of the women were stunning to look at, not that they paid Ben much attention. He wasn't important enough.

But on the whole they provided Ben with plenty of material for fantasies. A number of the women were middle aged, which was great for Ben as he had a thing for older women.

Ben was only 19, and constantly fantasised about getting off with any of the women. Brenda in particular was a regular in his nighttime fantasies. She was perfect.

She was in her early forties and divorced. In Ben's opinion she had a perfect figure, nice and curvy with large breasts, long brown hair and a smiley, cheeky face. She was always nice and friendly with Ben; which was a good thing because she was his boss. But all the same Ben just couldn't stop fantasising about her.

It didn't help that she always seemed to wear suits for the office that seemed to accentuate her figure and show off her large breasts. Ben was forever catching glimpses down her top as she leant over to talk to him or he was standing next her at her desk as she explained some new piece of work; always managing to lean over for something. Ben especially liked it when she wore a trousers suit as he got the best of both worlds, a glimpse down her top and the image of her lovely round ass squeezed into the trousers. Ben was convinced that on these days she never wore any knickers, as there was no hint of a panty line; the mental image of Brenda walking around with no knickers on fuelled Ben's fantasies for days afterwards. If only she'd do that with her skirts where he might be able to catch a glimpse of her pussy, he often caught glimpses of legs when she turned in her chair or some other movement. 

The only thought that spoilt this happy state of affairs, apart from the thought that he might never get past just glimpsing his bosses cleavage, was the rumour that she'd had a few affairs with some of the upper managers. To Ben this meant that she was well above considering him for any sexual activity.

There was nothing particularly different about this day compared to any other day as Ben arrived at work. It was the middle of summer and as a result things were quiet. The company dealt with a number of administration project for local colleges and universities and the summer was always a quiet time.

Ben sat down at his desk and started working through the day's jobs, trying to draw them out so he didn't have to do much.

"Morning Ben" came a voice over his cubicle wall as Brenda walked past.

"Morning Bren" Ben said leaning back in his chair to watch her pass, and to see what she was wearing. It was the grey trousers suit.

Ben smiled to himself and returned to his work. A white blouse was great because it often showed her bra off as well as affording a glimpse down her top.

The day carried on as usual except Ben found himself catching Brenda watching him from her office, or spending more time than usual checking figures with him. This had given him the opportunity, when she was examining the screen, to get a good look down her top. This particular blouse gave him a wonderful view of her lovely large breasts with their deep cleavage.

For her part Brenda couldn't miss the attention her manner of dress afforded her from Ben. 

It had been like this for the 18 months Ben had been working there. At first she hadn't noticed, but over time she caught him glancing down her top or at her legs when she was sitting down. At first she'd been dismissive of this, he was young and she liked dressing in a way that made her feel nice. Too often larger women felt they need to hide their bodies away, but Brenda thought that was wrong and dressed in away that flattered her and showed off her curves. After a while though she found that she began to enjoy the attention Ben was showing her. She liked the fact that she had some kind of power over him; she imagined that he fantasised about her when he lay in bed touching him self. 

And so her little game began. Brenda began to dress a little more revelling and made sure that Ben noticed. She loved watching him trying surreptitiously to check her out; the attention made her feel wonderful. 

Now, all these months later she was the one thinking about Ben as she touched herself at night. She now constantly thought about all the naughty things she'd love to do to Ben. It had got to the point where she needed to do something about it, and so today was the day. All the conditions where right, most of the other staff were on holiday and the few that were left were normally gone just before five every day.

Brenda sat in her office watching the clock, feeling very nervous. Finally the clock pronounced it was 5.00. She stood up and went to get a drink from the water cooler. She was pleased to see that the office was empty. She'd allowed the few remaining staff to leave early; Ben was currently off sorting out some accounts anomaly. Brenda returned to her office and waited.

About 5 minutes later Ben returned and sat down at his desk looking around. He'd obviously noticed that everyone else had left. This was it; she undid the top button of her blouse, rearranging it so it showed more than usual.

Brenda walked over to Ben's desk breathing deeply. "We've shut up shop early today" she said, "I was just waiting for you to return. What was the problem with the accounts?" She leant over concentrating on the spreadsheet on Ben's screen.

Out of the corner of her eye she could see Ben staring down her blouse. He'd never seen so much of her on view.

He tried to concentrate on the spreadsheet, mumbling something about incorrect payment codes, reversal of funds and cost reallocation, all the time he was sneaking glances down her top.

Brenda smiled to herself.

She looked over at Ben, "Are you enjoying the view?" she asked archly.

Ben flushed red immediately. "What?" He stammered.

Brenda continued to lean over, "I said are you enjoying the view down my top?"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help but look," He said quickly, his eyes flicking down her top again.

Brenda smiled, "That's not what I asked Ben. I asked if you enjoyed the view."

Ben looked confused, Brenda didn't seem angry. On the contrary she seemed to be finding the situation highly amusing. Ben's mind raced; maybe his fantasies were about to come true.

"Erm, well, yes I like the view." Ben said finally, his eyes again flickered down her top.

Brenda continued smiling, "So you like my large breasts then?" she asked.

Ben was conscious of the erection bulging in his trousers, "Yes I do." Ben said looking up at Brenda.

Brenda stood up, "So you like big breasts Ben" She said smoothing her blouse over her chest. The material was thin enough for her bra to show through clearly. "Is there anything else about me you like?"

Ben swallowed, "Look Brenda, I didn't mean to cause any offence. I couldn't help but look."

Brenda smiled down at him. She was enjoying this so much. She could feel her pussy getting moist with the excitement of the situation. "Ben, I'm not angry. It's very flattering to have such a handsome young man checking me out. Now, what else do you like about me?"

Ben looked around the deserted office, and the full impact of the situation hit him. They were alone, Brenda had sent the other staff home early, and now she was asking him what he liked about her body and that she wasn't annoyed that he'd been looking down her top.

He swallowed again, "I really like your breasts; they're so big and pretty. Your arse is fabulous; so round and curvy. I love the way those trousers are so tight over it." Ben smiled, "I don't think you wear any underwear when you wear them."

"You're quite right Ben. I don't wear any knickers when I wear trousers. It makes me feel naughty to walk around the office with the seam of my 'tight' trousers rubbing against my pussy. And as I'm wearing trousers today, do you think I have any knickers on?" Brenda replied.

Ben hesitated.

"Let me help you" Brenda said.

Then whilst Ben watched she pulled her blouse out of her trousers and let it drop. "There" she said "Now there's no creases from my blouse to confuse you. Can you see the outline of my knickers?"

Brenda's blouse now hung down over her arse so Ben couldn't see it.

"I can't see your arse Brenda, your blouse is in the way." Ben said as he cottoned on to what she was doing.

"Oh, silly me" she giggled, "Would you like me to take it off?"

"I think it would help" Ben said earnestly.

Brenda began unbuttoning her blouse as Ben watched. Finally Brenda pulled the blouse off and dropped it on Ben's desk. 

Ben stared at Brenda's large breasts. Her dark nipples were clearly visible through the material, all puckered up and erect.

"Is that better?" Brenda asked.

Ben couldn't help but stare at Brenda's breasts. Never had he imaged he would get this chance. "Much better" Ben said happily.

"Now do you think I'm wearing any knickers?" Brenda asked again, she turned slowly on the spot giving him the full 360o view.

Ben watched her drinking in every detail; he looked down at Brenda's crotch. He was sure he could see the outline of her pussy lips against the material. "No."

Brenda smiled even broader now. "You're quite right Ben; I never wear knickers when I'm wearing trousers. Now, before I slip these off I need you to tell me what you would like me to do."

Ben looked up confused, "I'm not sure I understand?"

"Well Ben, as your manager it's my duty to keep an eye on my staff, just as they keep an eye on me." She said smiling, "And as part of that duty I have to manager what my staff look at on the Internet."

"Ah" Ben said, comprehension dawning.

"Yes indeed Ben. So know what sites you look at, and I must say they make pretty interesting viewing. By rights I should report you to IT for viewing some of those sites, but I'm not going to. Mainly because I never knew that most of them existed and I've enjoyed viewing them myself." Again she smiled down at Ben.

"Now there is one site in particular that is rather pertinent to the situation we're in now. You see I really need to bathroom, but after viewing some of your wetter sites I'd like you to tell me what you want me to do. Should I do it here? Or..." she left the question hanging.

Ben's mind was reeling. Not only had Brenda found out what he thought was his little secret she'd actually started using the sites herself and was now offering to do the one thing he though he'd never get a woman to do. This was one naughty woman and she was offering herself to him! Not one of the managers but him; just a lowly office clerk. This was a dream come true and Ben wasn't about to let it slip away.

"I think I'd like you to do it here" He said.

Brenda smiled, "Here" she pointed to the spot she was standing one, "Or on your lap?"

"My lap" Ben said without a moments hesitation.

Brenda stepped forward and straddled Ben's lap and lowered herself on to him. She could feel him hard cock press against her pussy. Leaning back she unclasped her bra and pulled it off letting her breasts swing free.

"You can touch them," she said to Ben, who wasted no time in grabbing her breasts rubbing his hands all over them.

"Suck them" Brenda ordered watching Ben lower his head to one of her nipples and start licking and sucking at the hard dark brown flesh. She ran a hand through his hair and held him against her as she did the thing he wanted her to do. She relaxed her bladder and started pissing herself. Her trousers were quickly soaked. She felt the warm liquid seep around her arse and over her crotch.

This was a practice she'd never indulged in before, but after view the sites Ben so avidly surfed she'd tried it at home alone fully dressed in the bath and revelled in the dirtiness of it. From that moment on she'd started avidly surfing Ben's sites at work and at home. Up until now she'd led a sexually sheltered life. Her marriage had been very tame and when her bastard of a husband had left for a younger, more active women she'd been hit hard. It had taken her a while to over come this and now she fully intended to enjoy herself in anyway that took her fancy.

Trawling through the websites night after night had shown her sexual acts that she had never dreamed of. Some she was instantly attracted to; she now owned a variety of dildos and vibrators. Not to mention the underwear she'd started buying. The other things she'd seen, whilst intriguing, weren't yet to her taste; but this was only a matter of time. Now she'd discovered this side of her nature she wanted to fully embrace it. And judging from the reaction from Ben she'd found someone who'd be as willing as she was.

Ben buried his face into Brenda's magnificent breasts and began licking a kissing the soft warm flesh. His searching tongue found one of her large nipples and he sucked to with relish. Suddenly he felt the warmth of Brenda's piss soaking through his trousers and covering his balls and stiff cock.

The flow seemed to go on forever until his lap was comprehensively soaked. Brenda pulled his head back and clamped her mouth over his. Her tongue dived straight in and flicked over his tongue as she pulled at his shirt undoing the buttons.

"You've made me a very naughty woman Ben!" Brenda said as she pulled away from him and slipped off his lap.

She stepped back and unbuttoning her trousers pulled them off. Ben eyed her round backside as she bent over to pull the trousers off.

Brenda then knelt in front of Ben and pulled his trousers open, freeing his cock from his shorts she devoured it kissing and licking the sticky pre-cum from its swollen head.

Ben watch in mounting pleasure as Brenda forced his entire length into her mouth flicking her tongue around the base of his cock. He watched as one hand slid between her legs as Brenda began frigging herself.

Soon Ben felt he was on the brink of coming and Brenda must have sensed this as she let his twitch cock slip out of her mouth as she stood up and straddled him again.

"Taste Me," She said as she brought her hand up to Ben's mouth, who eagerly began sucking her sticking juices from her fingers.

Her other hand guided Ben's cock in to her soaking pussy as she lowered herself on to him. Clamping her pussy around his shaft she began riding him hard forcing his cock deep inside her. Ben's hands once again found her tits and he rubbed and squeezed her nipples as she fucked him.

"Oh Christ I'm coming" Ben cried as he felt Brenda grind herself hard against him. Moments later Brenda fell his hot cum flood her pussy.

She slipped a hand between her legs and began rubbing her clit hard as she pumped Ben dry. 

"Oh YES!" she cried as her orgasm flooded through her. She didn't stop and rode Ben to another orgasm feeling their combined juices leaking out of her. She slumped forward on to Ben mashing her tits in his face.

They stayed like this for what seemed like an age. 

Finally Brenda slid back off Ben and stood before him, he could see his cum running down the inside of her leg.

"Well Ben, did you enjoy that?" She said looking down at him.

"You bet" Ben said letting his eyes rove over her body. "I've been dreaming about this ever since I started here."

Brenda bent over and pulled her trousers on. "Well if you want this doesn't have to be a one off thing Ben. From what I've seen" she inclined her head towards the computer, "You're probably the kinkiest man I've ever met. Those sites were a real eye opener." 

She leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "In fact I'd like to try out the things I'm seeing and that requires another person." 

Wet Seduction Ch. 02



It was Friday afternoon and Brenda sat in her office trying, and failing, to concentrate on the report she was supposed to have finished by Monday; it was almost there but not quite.

She could of course finish it over the weekend, but she had plans and they weren't to be interrupted.

The thought of those plans again tore her attention from the report. 

"Brenda" She thought, "Concentrate."

Grudgingly she forced her attention back to the report.

Two hours later and it was finished. Brenda stood and stretched, looking at her watch she saw that it was 4.30pm; smiling to herself she forced her attention back to her report and began printing it off.

Wandering to her office door she watched some of her staff leaving.

"Are you still working on that report?" a voice said just next to her.

Brenda turned around and saw Helen, one of her deputy managers standing there. She smiled in mock weariness. "I'm afraid I am" she said, "No rest for the wicked."

Helen laughed, "If that's the price for being wicked then I'd happily pay it. Anyway, have a good weekend, see you Monday"

Brenda watched Helen leave, smiling to herself. 

By now the office was empty and Brenda began to get that tingling feeling in her stomach. The feel you get when you know you're about to do something naughty, the kind of feeling that lets you know you're alive.

A few moments later Ben appeared and seeing her walked over.

"Ready" Brenda said, as he got closer.

"Ready?" He asked in mock amazement, "I've been waiting for this all week."

Brenda laughed out loud, "Well, we'd better not keep you waiting any longer. Off you go"

Ten minutes Brenda stopped her car just round the corner from the office and Ben got in; they didn't want anyone at the office finding out about them.

As they drove through the Friday traffic they both drank from two bottles of water. This combined with the water they'd both been drinking all day made them both very fidgety. 

"I don't think I can drink any more" Brenda moaned as they sat at yet another set of lights.

"Same here" Ben agreed, "But it'll be fun when we do go." He added shifting slightly in his seat.

"Finally" exploded Brenda when the lights changed "You're right, this is half the fun, holding it in."

The desperation was part of the fun and both of them relished the feeling of full bladders as they drove to Brenda's. Either of them could have stopped the car and got out for an emergency pee, but that would spoil the game. 

Finally Brenda turned onto her driveway and stopped the car. They both got and Ben retrieved his bag from the back seat; after all there was no way he would be able to wear his present clothes after tonight, until that is they'd been washed.

They both stepped gratefully into the house and as the door shut fell into each other's arms. Ben's hands quickly found Brenda's breasts as they kissed passionately. Brenda's hands cupped Ben's face as she kissed him.

"I've been waiting to do this all day," Brenda said between kisses.

"I can't wait" Ben replied, "We're going to get so messy."

Brenda released him and taking his hand lead him into the dining room. "Take a look at this," he said.

"Holy shit Bren" Ben stammered.

The dining room table was covered in deserts. There were trifles, chocolate gateaux, bottles of syrup and chocolate sauce, cream cakes and numerous cans of whipped cream. The floor of the room was covered in a huge sheet of plastic.

"Now come and help me with the custard" Brenda said leading him into the kitchen.

As she began filling the kettle to boil the water for the custard Brenda sent Ben off for the laptop.

When he returned he found two bottles of lager on the counter, Brenda passed him on and held the other up, "To crazy sex" She toasted.

They touched bottles and drank.

Setting the laptop up on the counter Brenda surfed into her favourite messy porn site and logged in.

"You've signed up for this?" Ben asked as Brenda began searching the gallery.

"Absolutely, "Brenda said smiling, "I'm signed up to a few sites now. I like to see what's out there. You know, find out what I've been missing."

A few minutes later the first kettle was ready. Brenda added the water to three jugs of powdered custard and they both started stirring the custard. Again the kettle was put on and they returned to the laptop. 

Twenty minutes later and they'd both finished off two bottles of lager each and there were now nine jugs of warm custard sitting on the side.

"I think that's about enough" Brenda said.

They carried the jugs through to the dining room and placed them on the table with the rest of the food.

"Now just one more thing," Brenda said leaving the room, "You wait there"

Ben took his shoes and tie off and emptied his pockets; he dumped all this by his bag in the hall and returned to the dining room.

Standing next to the table he survey the, frankly, mountainous amount of deserts that lay before him. Dipping his finger in a jug of custard he felt the warm liquid cover his finger. Bringing his finger o his mouth he licked the creamy custard off, savouring the taste and imagining where the rest of the custard would go. In his minds eye he could see it covering Brenda's gorgeous breasts.

Brenda came back into the room carrying a tripod with a video camera attached. She smiled at Ben as she placed it in the corner of the room, bending over she adjusted it and then stood up. She motioned Ben to stand in the middle of the room.

"For posterity" She said smiling wickedly.

"Now I don't know about you but I need a pee," Brenda said walking over to Ben and standing next to him. She leant forward and kissed him, "Shall I go first or would you like to?" She asked and then with an artfully mock look of thoughtfulness on her face said, "I think I'll let you pee first." And with that she kissed him and then knelt down on the floor in front of him and leant back thrust her chest at him.

Ben smiled down at her and slowly undid his trousers freeing his cock.

"Get ready, cos' I'm fit to burst." Ben said smiling.

Brenda laughed, "Give me everything you have!" she commanded.

She watched his cock twitch and then a stream of piss exploded out of it hitting her squarely in the chest and splash all over her.

Ben played the stream of piss over Brenda's breasts soaking her blouse which became instantly transparent. Her soaked bra and dark nipples were clearly visible through the material.

Piss ran down Brenda's body soaking her skirt and dripping onto the floor. Brenda cupped her tits and rubbed the pee over her body as Ben aimed the stream over her hands.

Leaning forward Brenda let the stream splash over her face and down her chin. She opened her mouth and let it fill with piss. Her eyes locked with Ben's as she swallowed the mouthful of piss. Opening her mouth again she let it fill and then let it dribble down her chin and onto her breasts.

By now Ben's bladder was almost empty and the stream of piss slowed and stopped. Brenda caught the last few drops in her mouth and then as Ben put his cock away she stood up and opening her mouth showed him the pee before swallowing it.

She smacked her lips, "That tasted good. Now it's my turn." 

Ben smiled and knelt down on the floor. Brenda moved close to him and hitched up her skirt. He looked at her pussy through the thin material of her knickers, and waited in anticipation. Without warning Brenda started pissing through her knickers on to him. He stream of pee hit his shirt and immediately began soaking it.

Brenda lent back and directed the flow of pee over Ben chest, watching it as it soaked his shirt and ran in rivulets down his body soaking his trousers. Shuffling around to stand in front of Ben she stood in front of him and thrust her pussy at him.

Ben immediately shoved his face in to her crotch his hands grabbing her ass. Pee splashed over his face as he opened his mouth and let the stream of pee fill it. He savoured the feeling of the warm tangy pee filling his mouth before swallowing it. Tipping his head forward he let the pee soak his hair and run down the back of his neck before leaning back again and letting Brenda pee on to his crotch, further soaking his trousers and the erection that was now straining against them.

As she continued to pee Brenda crouched down on Ben's lap and leaning forward kissed. They stayed in this passionate embrace until Brenda's flow of piss stopped and the they were both left sitting in a pool of the there combined pee.

Sitting back Brenda laughed as she looked down at herself. "Wonderful" she said smiling, "Now we need to move onto the next stage. Stand up" 

They stood up and Brenda stepped over to the table. She picked up a jug of warm custard and grabbing the front of Ben's trouser pulled them. Gazing down she saw his cock standing to attention. Slowly she poured the custard into Ben's pants.

The warm custard quickly covered Ben's cock and he could feel the warm liquid as it covered him and ran around his balls. It felt great. Brenda scooped the remaining custard out of the jug into Ben's pants; this first jug was then followed by a second.

Brenda let go of Ben's trousers and ran her hands over the bulging front of them, spreading the custard over his crotch and feeling his cock slipping and sliding around in the mess.

"Thanks for that," Ben said "Now it's my turn."

He also picked up a jug of custard and standing in front of Brenda opened her blouse and emptied the jug over her breasts. The custard covered her tits quickly and spilt down inside her blouse. Ben slid a finger into the cups of her bra and poured custard inside them until it too spilt out. The warm custard felt wonderful as it covered her. 

Placing the empty jug on the table he ran his hands over her breasts squashing them together and massaging the custard into her cleavage and all over her bra. He then picked up another jug and repeated the action.

Then before Brenda could do anything he picked up one of the cans of cream. Smiling broadly he slid the top of the can into the waistband of her knickers. Brenda jumped when Ben pressed the nozzle cool thick cream began to fill her knickers. Laughing she felt the cream oozing around her pussy. Her knickers could barely contain all the cream and she pushed her hands against the front of her skirt feeling the cream underneath and spreading over crotch. She could feel some of the cream oozing out of her knickers and running down her leg.

Ben placed the empty can on the table and pulled Brenda into a hug squashing her custard covered chest against his. Brenda felt more cream dribbling down her legs, as Ben felt the custard in his trousers spreading further around his crotch and dribble down his legs.

Brenda reached over to the table and picked up one of the strawberry and cream gateaux. Pulling away from Ben she held it between them and looked him directly in the eye. Ben lent forward so that they were resting the cake between them

"Hold on" Ben said and leaning over to the table picked up another can of cream which he proceeded to empty on top of the gateaux.

Then trying not to giggle they both embraced squashing the gateaux over themselves. As they stood there they rubbed against each other completely squashing the cake all over their chests. Ben felt pieces of the cake dripping onto his feet as they carried on squashing it between them.

Brenda stepped back to admire the mess they'd made so far. Her front was covered in gateaux, cream and custard which was dripping down her pee soaked skirt. Looking down she could see melted whipped cream running down her leg.

Ben's shirt was covered in gateaux and cream and the front of his trousers showed a healthy erection she knew was covered in custard.

Brenda smiled at Ben, "What fun!"

Ben laughed, "Absolutely. Now I'd like you to turn around please," He said moving towards the table.

Brenda did as she was told and felt Ben pull her skirt away from her body exposing her ass.

"Strawberry syrup" Ben whispered in her ear as Brenda felt the heavy syrup begin to fall onto her skin. 

As soon as the bottle was empty Ben let go of her skirt and began massaging the sticky syrup over Brenda's ass. Brenda loving the attention pushed back against Ben's hands.

Ben reached over to the table and picked up a jug of chocolate sauce and sliding his hand around to Brenda's front and into the mess of melting cream in her knickers. Pulling her knickers and skirt open he began pouring the chocolate sauce into her knickers.

Brenda loved the feeling of the sauce as it filled her knickers and running down over her slit and covering her pussy.

Once the jug was empty Ben manoeuvred Brenda to the table and pushing forward made her lean over the table. Pressing his hard cock against her ass, he lent around her and picked up another bottle of syrup and flicking the top off began pouring this into her blouse over her breasts. Brenda began rubbing the syrup all over her chest and into the cups of her bra. Ben laughed as he topped this off with another jug of custard into Brenda's blouse, making sure he poured as much as possible into her cleavage.

Laughing he stepped back from the table and as Brenda turned around admired the mess he'd made of her. Brenda blouse was now sagging with the weight of the custard, but she wasn't about to take it off. Instead she smoothed down the front and readjusted her bra to make her messy chest more prominent.

"Right boy, it's my turn!" she said, "Drop your trousers."

Ben did as he was told as Brenda began perusing the table. She picked up a heavy chocolate cake and turned to face Ben.

"Slip your pants down a bit, and open your legs." She said seeing Ben's trousers around his knees.

Ben did as he was told and his cock sprang out of them as he stood up. Brenda stepped forward and ran a hand along the length of his custard-covered shaft. Then, with great care she slid the chocolate cake into his pants nestling it comfortably under his balls.

Brenda stepped back and admired her handy work. "Very nice" she said, "That'll make a real mess."

She patted him on the check and moved around behind him. She lent forward and nibbles his ear, "Now pull your pants up, you naughty boy," she whispered. Knowing what was coming Ben bent over and pulled his pants up. Brenda helped support the cake as it was squashed against him.

"Come on" Brenda said encouragingly, "Pull them right up." As she said this she pushed the cake hard against him feeling it being squashed around his ass and balls.

Ben reached down and grabbing a handful of the cake squashed it around his cock as he pulled his pants up.

"Now your trousers" Brenda said delightfully.

Ben pulled his trousers up and zipped them up. Brenda fussed around him making sure his trousers fitted properly. All the time Ben could feel the cake being squashed around his crotch and ass as Brenda ran her hands over him.

Stepping back she surveyed the results. "Now crouch down"

Ben did as he was told and crouched on the floor. The feeling of chocolate cake oozing around his body was wonderful.

"Now open and close your legs" Brenda told him with scarcely concealed glee.

Again Ben did as he was told, opening and closing his legs, all the time he could feel the cake being mashed again his body and spreading around his crotch. Standing over his Brenda picked up a jug of chocolate sauce from the table, "Open your trousers and lets have a look." She said looking down at him.

Ben knelt down and unzipped his trousers. His pants were filled with a mess of custard and chocolate cake with his cock rising out of the mess.

With deliberate care Brenda poured the chocolate sauce over his cock covering it, and finally emptying the rest of the jug over his chest. "No lean forward" She said. Picking up a second jug of sauce she bent over and pulled open the back of his trousers and emptied this jug all over his ass.

Ben did up his trousers and standing in up pressed himself against Brenda as they kissed. Her hands ran over his ass, spreading the chocolate sauce with the cake that had being pushed up the back of his trousers.

"Now I'll prepare something for you" Ben whispered to her, "But first I think your blouse is ruined, time to take it off."

Instead of simply unbutton the blouse however, Brenda reached up and grabbing the front of her blouse tour it open and pulled if off. Then she grabbed Ben's shirt and tour that open and then off. Kissing again they pressed their messy bodies together as they ran their hands over each other.

Brenda stopped kissing a few moments later and still holding on to Ben reached over to the table and picked up the remaining jug of custard. This she held high over the both them as she lent forward to kiss Ben again. As the kissed she began pouring the custard over their heads. The custard covered their heads and dribbled down their faces onto their bodies.

When the custard ran out they carried on kissing running their hands through each other's hair.

"Now to make a real mess," Ben said moving away from Brenda to the table.

He began laying all the unused cakes and gateaux on the floor in a line leaving one final chocolate cake on the table and three trifles, one of which he placed on the floor next to the table.

He turned to Brenda, "I don't think you need your skirt any more, take it off."

Brenda did as Ben said and slid her messy skirt off. At the same time Ben pulled his trousers off.

They stood for a moment admiring the mess they'd made of themselves. The cream and chocolate sauce in Brenda's knickers was making its way down her legs and her large breasts were covered in all manner of sweet things. Ben was covered in as much mess as Brenda and his pants were a mess of chocolate which was leaking down his legs. 

Ben knelt down on the floor and sat back. Picking up the chocolate cake he placed it on his lap.

"Would you care to sit down?" he said smiling up at Brenda.

"How very kind" Brenda said. She stood over Ben and slowly sat down on his lap. As she did so she rolled her hips so the cake was well and truly squashed between them. Brenda began gyrating on Ben's lap smearing the cake over them. 

As she moved on him Ben picked up the trifle and began scooping out handfuls of it and rubbing it on Brenda's chest and pushing it into her knickers. Finally he emptied the remains all over her chest and began rubbing her gorgeous messy breasts.

Brenda reached up and unclipped her bra, and Ben suddenly had two handfuls of her beautiful large breasts. He lowered his head to her chest and began flicking his tongue over her hard nipples, licking off the sweet covering.

Watching this Brenda grabbed Ben's head and engulfed him in her cleavage and rubbed her breasts over his face.

The feeling for Ben of being smothered between Brenda's breasts was unbelievable; he licked and kissed her breasts as she held him to her. He emerged with his face now covered in a mess of sweet sauces.

Looking around Brenda gazed at the line of cakes behind her. "Is that for me?" she asked.

"All of it" Ben said pushing Brenda slightly.

Brenda stood up and stepped to one side of the cakes. Hooking her fingers into the waistband of her knickers she bent over and pulled them off. Her crotch and ass were one huge mess of chocolate, cream and all the other ingredients Ben had emptied onto them.

Moving to the top of the line she got down on all fours and slowly crawled along the cake, being careful not to squash any of them. When she reached Ben who was kneeling at the end of the line she reached forward and ran a hand over his cock, which was still pressing against his pants. She could feel the mess inside his pants oozing around his as she stroked him. Ben reached down and slid his pants down; his cock immediately springing to attention.




Wet Seduction Ch. 02



Brenda grasped Ben's messy cock and began running her hands up and down his shaft, the mess of chocolate acting as a lubricant. Leaning forward she flicked her tongue across its tip. Ben's cock twitched with the attention. Brenda slid her mouth over the end of Ben's cock and slowly slid his length into her mouth and began giving him a messy blowjob.

Ben leant back and watched as Brenda sucked and lick his cock. 

Brenda's lips were firmly wrapped around Ben's cock as she bobbed her mouth up and down his shaft. She could feel his cock twitching and hear his breath getting shorter and knew it was only a matter of time before he came. Sliding a hand into the mess he cupped his balls and stroked them, with one finger she stoked the sensitive skin between his balls and asshole.

Ben's hips rose and Brenda knew he was coming. She kept sucking as Ben came in her mouth. Hot salty cum fill her mouth as she pumped Ben's cock.

"Oh God," was all Ben could repeat as Brenda held him in her mouth teasing his cock with tongue and hand knowing the sensation of someone continuing to play with you after you've cum can be exquisite.

Looking up at Ben she opened her mouth to show him the mouthful of cum she had. Then she deliberately swallowed it all and licked her lips.

"Now that you're done, its all about me now!" She said in a satisfied tone.

Brenda slowly sat back onto the last cake in the line. She felt the cake ooze around her ass as she squashed it. She shuffled her arse around well and truly squashing the cake.

Then she slowly lay down on the rest of the cakes, feeling each one of them spread out beneath her as she did so. Finally she lay flat on her back on a bed of squashed cakes.

Rolling her body from side to side Brenda felt the mess oozing around her, and bringing her hands to her side she scooped up handfuls of the smashed cakes and rubbed them over her body. Spreading her legs she slid her hands between them and rubbed the mess of cake over her pussy luxuriating in the feeling of the mixture.

"This is something I could do on my own," she thought to herself, "How naughty that would be."

At that moment she became aware of Ben standing over her pointing his cock at her; he'd taken off his pants.

Brenda smiled knowing what Ben was going to do, "If you need to go then you should go." She said.

Ben laughed and then with great care began to piss on her messy body. He hosed the pee all over her, starting with her face then moving down to her breasts where Brenda felt the strong stream hammer her nipples and then down to her pussy.

Reaching down she pulled her lips apart and gasped as Ben aimed at her clit, pee splashed over Brenda's legs as she rubbed herself furiously. As the flow subsided Ben moved forward and aimed the remaining pee into Brenda's open mouth.

Brenda smacked her lips as she swallowed the pee.

Ben then picked up one of the trifles and held it over Brenda and with a huge smiled emptied it onto her chest. Then as Brenda massaged this one over her body, Ben picked up the second trifle and dumped this between her legs.

Ben then knelt down, crawled on top of Brenda and slowly lowered himself onto her.

The trifles and remains of the cakes were squashed between them as they kissed, their hands running over their bodies smearing whatever mess they found over themselves.

The next ten minutes were a blur for both of them as they rolled around in the mess they'd created, emptying the remaining whipped cream and syrups over each other and themselves, until they were completely covered from head to toe.

Finally Brenda lay in the middle of the room with her legs spread. "Now I want you to eat me out! Suck on my pussy and make me cum!" she ordered Ben.

"Ah, my favourite place" Ben said enthusiastically as he lay between Brenda's legs.

"But before you start, I need to go" Brenda said pulling her pussy lips apart.

Before Ben could reply Brenda started pissing on him. The stream of pee hit him in the face splashing everywhere. He opened his mouth and let the stream of pee fill it before he swallowed. Tilting his head forward he felt the stream splashing in his hair and running down over his face. Again he opened his mouth and swallowed all the pee he could take. 

Then he buried his face in Brenda pussy as she continued to piss. His searching mouth quickly found her clit and he began sucking and licking like crazy at it, pee still splashing over his chin and running down his neck.

Finally the flow subsided and as Ben concentrated fully on Brenda's clit. Holding her lips open he sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it. Reaching up with his other hand he began rubbing her hard nipples.

Brenda was experiencing sensory over load as Ben played with her clit, and she knew it wouldn't be long before she came.

Waves of pleasure began building inside her and it felt as if her clit was on fire. Then with a great shout she came, raising her hips of the floor and clamping her legs around Ben's head. 

Ben just carried on sucking her clit and after a few moments brought Brenda to a second orgasm.

The attention was now bordering on pain it was that intense, and she pushed Ben away.

Ben flopped down next Brenda and they lay exhausted in the middle of the messy room.

In the corner the camera carried on recording.

Brenda suddenly had the urge to shower; she was messy and exhausted but knew that she didn't want to sleep just yet.

Raising herself she leaned over Ben "I think a shower is in order, would you care to join me?" As she said this her hand found Ben's cock and began stroking it.

Ben looked down at her hand and then at Brenda, "What a good idea."



Wet Seduction Ch. 03



Chapter 3: Caught

It was just before nine on Saturday morning when Helen arrived at the office. She liked coming into the office at weekends because it gave her a chance to write some of her reports without any distraction. It also meant she could access the Internet, as her own computer at home was currently broke.

Helen had checked this was okay with Brenda, her boss, who'd had no problem at all.

"If you don't mind been in at the weekend, then I don't mind." She'd said, and then jokingly added, "Just don't spend all of your time looking at porn!"

Helen didn't; she only looked a bit. 

Whilst she enjoyed the uninterrupted quite of the office on a Saturday, today was difficult because it was so gorgeous outside. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky and the temperature was as high as it had been all week.

Helen really made herself at home in the office at weekends; she worked in Brenda's office, again with Brenda's approval, and she wore what ever she liked, which often wasn't much.

In view of the gorgeous weather outside, she'd treated herself by wearing what she called her 'Tomb Raider' outfit.

This consisted simply of a pair of shorts cut as high as possible and a tight white t-shirt. 

Helen loved this outfit as it showed off her long legs and large breasts. She kept fit by visiting the gym and kept her tan looking good by frequent holidays and taking advantage of whatever sun was on offer. And this outfit showed off all this extremely well. After work today she'd be at home in the garden wearing as little as possible.

But for now she was in the office until further notice.

Settling herself at Brenda's desk she switched the computer on and kicked her sandals off. As the computer came on Helen popped a CD in the drive and sat back as music filled the office. Opening the report file she started work.

An hour and a half latter and the report was well on its way, but the office was unusually hot today, and this was one of those office blocks were you can't open a window.

"Too hot" Helen complained to herself, "Too bloody hot."

She got up and went to the water cooler and filled her bottle. She drank deeply from it as she walked back to Brenda's office where he heat engulfed her once more. Helen carried on working, but it wasn't long before the heat began to get to her.

"Fuck its too hot" She said loudly as she pushed herself away from the desk, "I'll be working naked next"

The words were no longer out of her mouth than the image of being naked in the office fixed itself in her head.

"Could I? She should I?" Helen thought, "What would it be like? Why not try it"

Helen stood up and walked out of Brenda office. She stood surveying the office trying to imagine what it would be like to walk naked around it.

As she stood there the familiar tingling sensation began in her stomach. The tingling feeling that goes hand in hand with kinky thoughts. Helen looked down and wasn't surprised to see her nipples pressing hard again her t-shirt. She knew that nobody else would be in and it was with this thought that she made up her mind.

Stepping back into Brenda's off she pulled her t-shirt off and threw it on a chair, next came her short followed in quick succession by her underwear. 

Helen now stood completely naked in the middle of Brenda's office with sun from the windows streaming across her body.

Turning around she walked out in to the office and proceeded to walk around the room occasionally sipping from her bottle of water.

Passing the water cooler she refilled the bottle and made her way over to the window.

This side of the office over looked the main shopping street in the town and Helen idled away ten minutes watching people going about their business. She smiled to herself thinking that they all had no idea a naked woman was watching them.

The sun on her skin made her feel very relaxed, and all thought of completing the report was erased.

"Who works inside on a day like this?" Helen thought to herself.

"Someone who wants access to the Internet, that's who!" she replied out loud.

Sipping her water Helen went back into Brenda office with the idea of surfing the net.

The music on the computer had finished and Helen reached into her bag to get another disc only to find that her CD carrier wasn't there.

"Oh shit" She despondently, "I left it in the kitchen. Not to worry Brenda will have some."

Helen opened Brenda top draw and rifled through the contents, but no disc. She tried the next draw and found a CD with no writing on it.

"Let's see what we have here." she though and popped the disc into the computer drive.

The drive whirred and a menu appeared listing a single file that looked like a movie.

"Probably a training film," she thought, but clicked it anyway, more out of curiosity that anything else.

"What the fuck!" Helen exclaimed when the movie started showing what appeared to be Ben standing Brenda's house; she knew this because at that moment Brenda stepped into frame. 

She tried to work out when this had been shot as Ben had left the company a few weeks ago to attend University, and concluded it must have been only a month ago.

Helen felt awkward when Brenda leaned over and kissed Ben. Then her jaw hit the floor as she watched Brenda kneel down in front of Ben who then began pissing on her. 

Helen sat in stock still as the scene unfolded in front of her as Brenda and Ben got increasingly messier. As she watched the video Helen felt herself becoming aroused at the sight of her boss and one of her work colleagues at it. Sitting back in the chair she began gently rubbing her nipples and stroking her lower stomach, not quite touching herself.

Things got even more interesting when Brenda began stripping off. Helen leaned forward riveted to the screen as Brenda took her blouse off showing off her large breasts in their messy bra.

"And the rest" Helen breathed as she watched. 

Here eyes were glued to Brenda's body as she ripped Ben's shirt off and then embraced and Brenda poured custard over them.

Helen was rewarded when as Ben was arranging the cakes on the floor Brenda took her skirt off. Now she was down to just her underwear.

Then a few messy minutes latter and Brenda was standing naked in front of the camera. Helen paused the video and stared at the screen, her eyes travelling over every messy, naked inch of Brenda's body. 

She'd had a crush on Brenda from also the moment she'd met her two years ago, but never knew if her advances would be reciprocated. Now she had an idea that they might. This was a side of Brenda that she had no idea existed, and if she was doing this kind of thing then maybe she'd be adventurous in other areas.

"Like between my legs" Helen thought giggling to herself as she set the video going again.

She watched as Brenda gave Ben a blowjob and then as Ben pissing on Brenda and they both rolled around in the mess before Brenda pissed on Ben as he ate her out.

The video ended with both of them lying on the floor, and all the time Helen's eyes remained glued to Brenda's body. Finally they got up and Brenda switching the video off.

When the video ended Helen sat in a highly aroused state looking at her naked reflection in the screen.

"Would she be interested in me?" She asked herself.

Standing up she walked to the ladies bathroom and stood looking at her body in the mirror.

She worked out in the gym and her body was a nice shape, curvy but trim. Her breasts were large and her ass was firm.

"There's no way she'd turn me down." She though as she turned in the mirror, "Is there?"

Helen returned to Brenda's office and starting up the internet began going through Brenda's favourite's folder.

Brenda was a very organised person and Helen hoped that if she'd looked at porn at work then she would have kept a list of any sites she particularly liked.

After 5 minutes searching she found what she was looking for; hidden away in a folder dealing with monthly credit reports was another folder which listed a number of porn sites Brenda visited.

Helen began searching and was amazed at what she found, it seamed that Brenda was interested in everything from messy sex to rubber and toys to other women.

"So she does like women" Helen said to herself smiling.

All the porn she'd been looking at had made her feel even hornier and she decided to do something about it.

Setting the video to play Helen settled herself in Brenda chair; placing her feet on the desk she spread her legs and began watching the video.

Helen slid a hand between her legs feeling the dampness of her pussy. Slowly she began gently stroking her clit, occasionally sliding a finger inside to lubricate her clit. Her other hand rubbed her nipples rolling them between forefinger and thumb.

The familiar tingling began in her stomach and her breath shortened as the action on screen got messier and messier.

Helen now lay slumped in Brenda's chair, one hand furiously rubbing her clit, the other teasing her nipples. Her eyes were glued to the action on the screen, as Brenda stood naked before the final climatic scene.

At this point and with the naked image of Brenda before her Helen felt her body melt as with a low moan she came. As her orgasm flooded through her she arched her back in delight as her hand continued to rub her clit prolonging the pleasure as much as possible.

Helen slumped down in the chair breathing heavily, her legs pushed across Brenda's desk. She laughed to herself to think of someone finding her like this.

As she lay there her thought drifted over what she'd seen; both in the video and also on the websites Brenda had in her favourites.

She'd never tried watersports before or food sex but decided it might be worth a try. She also thought about how she was going approach Brenda.

After what she'd seen Helen knew she wouldn't be able to look at Brenda the same again and also that she needed to do something about the feelings she had inside her.

Helen sat up and closed down the computer and cleared up her report and paperwork. Then she quickly got dressed and left for home.

An hour later Helen was home. Before leaving the office she'd filled her water bottle and over the course of the drive home had finished it.

As soon as she entered the house Helen stripped off. She'd decided on the way home to indulge herself for her first experience of watersports and knew exactly what she was going to wear.

She grabbed a lager from the fridge and went upstairs to dress. She dressed quickly in a tight fitting purple satin basque with matching g-string and stockings. A pair of black hi-heels set the outfit off perfectly.

Helen returned to the kitchen and got herself another lager and then settled down in the living room with her favourite book of erotic stories.

Half an hour later and she was feeling incredible horny and was in serious need of a piss.

Helen walked slowly to the bathroom, savouring the desperate feeling to pee.

She stepped into the bath and stood with her legs pressed together. Looking down she relaxed her bladder she began to pee. Immediately the crotch of her knickers became wet then she watched as a stream of pee began running down her leg soaking her stockings. She felt a similar stream running down the back of her leg. Opening her legs she watched as the inside of her legs became soaked.

Opening her legs wider she watched the stream splash onto the bath. With difficulty she stopped peeing and ran her hands over the insides of her legs feeling their dampness.

She brought one of her hands to her mouth and experimentally licked her hand tasting the tangy pee.

Crouching down in the bath Helen began peeing again; as the pees splashed in to the bath she reached between her legs and cupped her hands in the stream until they were full. Again she stopped peeing. Quickly she brought her hands to her face and lapped the pee from them. This time she has a mouthful of pee and savoured the sweet taste of it. 

Helen now lay down in the bath. She felt the pee already in the bath soak through the back of her basque. She slid down the bath and pushed her legs up the wall until she was looking up at her crotch. Opening her legs she again relaxed her bladder and began peeing on herself forcing the pee out.

The pee arched high into the air and fell onto her soaking the front of her basque and running in rivulets over the tops of her breasts and around her head. Angling her body slightly the pee fell onto her face splashing everywhere. Helen opened her mouth and let the pee fill it before spitting it onto her basque. Soon the flow began to subside and the stream of pee feel back onto her top and then formed a small fountain splashing over her pussy and running down the crack of her ass.

But Helen wanted more; she was soaked and very horny. What to do?

She clambered out of the bath and examined herself in the mirror. Her hair was wet, her face was splashed with pee and her basque was soaking, along with her knickers.

Remembering what she'd seen on one of the website she quickly went to her bedroom and pulled out a pair of jeans. Kicking off her high heels Helen pulled the jeans on and buttoned them up.

Putting her shoes back on she turned to admire her self in the mirror in the bedroom, smiling when she saw that already in places the jeans were wet from the pee covering Helen's body.

Helen returned to the kitchen and made herself a large glass of orange juice, which she immediately drank in one go. She then made herself and second glass and picked up another bottle of lager.

Taking these back to the bathroom she quickly drank orange juice and then popped open the lager and carried on reading her erotic stories.

After about twenty minutes she was ready for a pee again.

The feeling of fullness was wonderful, but the wait had taken an age, even with the book. All the time Helen couldn't help but think how much more fun this would be with another person.

Helen stepped into the bath again and stood waiting. The familiar excitement filled her and she was aware of the tightness of the jeans, the fullness of her bladder, the cool feel of the wet satin against her breasts, the feel of the damp denim around her ass and crotch.

Slowly she relaxed and felt the flood of warm piss begin soaking her jeans. The feeling was wonderful. Looking down she watched as the pee soaked her jeans, the dark patch of wetness moving quickly down her legs. Tensing she strained and peed harder watching as the tops of her jeans became shiny as more pee than the material could handle escaped and really began flowing down her legs. She could feel warm pee soaking up the back of her jeans. Helen quickly lay down in the bath and arched her back, all the time continuing to pee, as she did so the pee began soaking the back of her jeans and covering her ass.

Lying fully down she unbuttoned her jeans and pushed a hand into her knickers feeling the pee wash over it as she did. But by now the flow was subsiding again. But Helen didn't care, she pushed her jeans down exposing the tops of her stocking and with one hand began fingering her very wet pussy and the other began furiously rubbing her clit. 

In her aroused state it wasn't long before she came and clamping her legs together she arched her back in pleasure a long, low moan escaping her as she experienced an overwhelming orgasm. Her hands were still busy in her knickers but the sensation was too much and she flopped down in the bath exhausted.

Pushing herself up Helen reached up and flicked on the shower. As the warm water cascaded over her body, still dressed, she slumped back down in the bath; eyes closed she pulled her jeans back and back savouring the pleasure of her orgasm. 

Now all she had to do was plan how she was going to seduce Brenda.



Wet Seduction Ch. 04



Brenda tried really hard to focus on work for the rest of the week, but it was so hard. She knew Helen had seen the video and she'd worked out that Helen knew that she knew that Helen had watched the video. So it was now a waiting game to see who approached who first. Brenda decided that Friday morning would be the time to make her move, if Helen didn't make a move first.

Helen for her part knew instantly that Brenda knew she'd seen the video. Helen had realised on the way to work on the Monday that she'd left the video in the drive of Brenda's computer. So it had become a race against time to see if she could get into work earlier than Brenda and get the disc. Unfortunately, a late train meant that didn't happen.

As soon as Brenda appeared at her desk with the figures Helen knew. It was the way Brenda looked at her. It was so obvious and she couldn't help but wonder why Brenda didn't say anything. She wanted Brenda to say something just so she could reassure her; and maybe seduce her.

All through the rest of the week the two women flirted outrageously. When ever they were together there always seemed to be an extra inch or two of flesh on show.

Friday finally arrived and Brenda was in work early. She sat at her desk in a state of high nerves. For some reason she knew that Helen would also be in early and she wasn't disappointed when at half past eight Helen came into the office.

As Helen walked over to her desk Brenda leant out of her office door and called to her, "Helen. Could I have a word before you start work?"

"I didn't know you were in." Helen said as she walked in to Brenda's office.

"Busy day ahead of me." Brenda said smiling, "I need your help with a rather delicate matter. Have a seat." 

"Oh, really what's that?" Helen said, a sudden nervous feeling in her stomach, she waited to see if this was about what she thought this was about.

"Well, on Monday when I came into work I found that someone had left a disc in my computer. It has some quite sensitive 'data' on it" Brenda said, emphasising the word 'data', "And I'm not sure who was looking at it or what I should do with them if I found out who it was." Brenda said watching Helen closely.

Helen tried to remain calm but the thought of the video made her stomach even more jumpy and she was convinced that her nipples were getting hard, but she daren't look down. "Well," She said, "What exactly was on the disc that is so confidential, I didn't know we dealt with any confidential 'data' here."

Brenda smiled at Helen's attempt to remain calm, even it was obvious that her body was saying something completely different. Brenda could see Helen's aroused nipples pushing against the material of her white blouse.

"We don't strictly deal with confidential 'data'," Brenda said, "But some of it can be sensitive and could be of a great deal of interest to certain people should they view it, and we don't really know how they'd react."

Helen tried not to think of any of the scenes from the video. "Hmm" She said slowly, "I can see that might be a problem, but if it was of interest to the person that saw it and they liked what they saw, what could they do with it? I don't think anybody here would do anything bad with the 'data', maybe they just saw it, don't see any problem with it and want to say so but can't in case they get into trouble."

Brenda tried not to laugh at the situation. They both knew exactly what they were talking about, but neither was yet prepared to say so. She hoped that they wouldn't be disturbed. Already she was feeling very aroused and slightly damp between the legs.


"That's a very good point, and something I'd already thought about." Brenda said sagely, "I'd need you to back me up if I needed to take any action."

"Of course" Helen said quickly, "Something like this needs to be treated with the greatest confidence and I'd stand by you in any action you needed to take."

"I'm glad you'd be close by to help out," Brenda said trying to suppress a smile, "But how do we find out who it was?"

Helen thought for a moment, "We could check with security, if someone was in at the weekend then they would have to sign in."

"That's a good point, hold on a moment" Brenda said, she picked up the phone and dialled a number.

"Hello, its Brenda Forbes here. Could you tell me if any of my staff were in on Saturday?"

Helen held her breath. She was enjoying this little game of lies but was unsure where it might lead, she knew where she wanted it to go, but what about Brenda? She looked aroused her nipples were hard and poked against the material of her cotton blouse, and a kind of amused smiled was playing across her lips.

Brenda listened for a moment, "Thank you very much," She said and put the phone down.

"Hmm" Brenda said thoughtfully, "Well that straightens that out, I knew who was in. The question is what should I do to punish the member of staff involved? What would you do if you were in my position Helen?"

Helen smiled, "Well, if I was you and I knew that a member of staff had seen that data, but had possibly not seen any problem with it and maybe thought that the 'data' was okay and hadn't told anybody about it in the hope that they might be given access to similar 'data' in the future in a more hands on role. Then I think I would speak to them about it, and reassure them that no harm had been done, and in view of the way they had dealt with the matter I'd say that in future they should be more closely involved in the collection and process of that kind of 'data' and possibly other 'data' closely associated with that type of 'data'."

Trying to remain straight faced, and failing slightly Brenda considered what Helen had said, "Yes, I think that is the correct course of action. In fact that's what I'll do. A member of staff who is that dedicated to her, I mean, their work should be rewarded for this kind of attitude. So yes, I think I'll involve that member of staff with this kind of data collection, and it's processing." Brenda paused for effect, "In fact I have some 'data' that needs processing tonight after work. It's just some light 'data' collection and storage; just a sprinkling really. But if that goes well, then there is some larger, more complicated data that needs processing over the weekend. It's a bit of a mess the 'data' but I'm sure they can sort it out."

"I'm sure the member of staff involved would be more than willing to start straight away." Helen said trying to hide her excitement, "And I can't see weekend work being a problem. Would you like me to tell them or do you want to do it?" 

Brenda smiled, "I think I'll let you tell them. I'd like them here in the office at quarter past five sharp."

"Okay" Helen said and stood up to leave.

Brenda also stood up and followed Helen out of her office, "It's such a hot day to day; at this rate I'm going to be drinking all day."

"Same here" Helen said smiling.

The rest of the day couldn't go quickly enough for the both of them. At lunchtime Brenda popped home for an hour or so and returned after lunch with her gym bag.

The afternoon dragged on as one by one staff left. Brenda was an easygoing boss and so long as the work got done she'd let staff leave early. Especially when it was a not sunny Friday and she wanted the office empty as quickly as possible.

Brenda looked at her clock and was excited to see it was five o'clock. She looked out of her office and was pleased to see just Helen left.

Standing up Brenda closed the blinds of her office and then closed the door.

At the sound of the door closing Helen looked up. Her nerves immediately kicked in, followed by a powerful surge of lust for Brenda. As soon as the last member of staff had left at 4.30, Helen had been watching the copy of Brenda's video on her computer, and as a result was feeling horny as hell.

Brenda was busy in her office; opening her bag she took out a bunch of towels, her video camera and its tripod and set it up in the corner of the office. Next she laid the towels on the floor in front of her desk. 

Stepping back she admired her work, it was just right. She switched the camera on and sat down at her desk she tried to relax, but it was impossible she felt so horny.

Brenda picked up the phone and dialled Helen's extension. 

"Hello, Helen" Brenda said when she answered, "Would you send in the member of staff please."

A few moments later there was a knock at the door.

"Come in" Brenda said.

The door opened and Helen stepped into the office and closed the door behind her. She stood looking at Brenda.

Brenda didn't know what to say. They'd come this far and now the next step was more like a large leap.

Helen broke the silence first. "What's this for?" She said gesturing at the towels and video camera.

"Well" Brenda began trying to sound bolder than she felt, "You liked the video so much I though you might like take part in the first part of the next one."

"The first part?" Helen asked, a mischievous smile on her lips.

Brenda smiled, she stood up and walked around the desk and leant against it, her hands flat on the desktop. "Yes. This is the first part." Brenda waved a hand at the towels, "And, if you really enjoyed the video then we could recreate it soon."

Helen moved forward and stood in front of Brenda. She smelt Brenda's light perfume and saw that she was flushed and her nipples were hard and pointy.

"When?" She asked quietly.

Brenda smiled, "Well I have no plans for tomorrow night."

"I didn't; but I think I have now." Helen said looking into Brenda's eyes, "What would we do?"

"You saw the video Helen; we're going to do that." Brenda said smiling. "I'm going to cover you in sweet things, just like I did Ben. Tell me though what did you enjoy most about the video?"

Helen moved closer to Brenda, their bodies almost touching, "I liked it all" She said quietly, "But I enjoyed watching you piss on each other. I loved it when I could see your body soaking wet."

Brenda smiled "And what did you do about it? When you saw me getting pissed on."

"It was such a hot day." Helen said, "And seeing as I was the only person in I decided to strip off and work in the nude. So I sat at your desk, in your chair, naked and worked. When I saw the video, it made me so horny that I spread my legs on your desk and wanked myself off watching you and Ben. And watching you with Ben I wondered if you might be willing to try it with another woman. And I was right. And now were standing here and I'm just waiting for the chance to piss on you. I loved watching you and Ben piss on each other." Helen paused, "And I'm bursting for a piss right now."

Brenda leant forward and stroked Helen's cheek, "Would you like to piss on me Helen?" she whispered in Helen's ear.

Helen was conscious that they were only inches apart. She could feel the heat from Brenda's body. Helen moved closer to Brenda feeling her nipples brush against Brenda's breasts. "Yes Brenda, I want to piss on you."

"Would you like me to undress?" Brenda said slowly to Helen, "Do you want to see my tits? Would you like to touch them? Would you like to suck my clit and slip one of your fingers into my wet pussy? Is that what you want to do to me?" As she spoke she trailed her hand down Helen's body and stoked her ass.

Helen almost melted against Brenda as she felt Brenda's hand on her body. "I want to piss on you fully clothed. I want to see your clothes cling to you."

"And then what?" Brenda asked, her other hand now reaching up to caress Helen's breasts as they pressed against each other.

"Then I want you to piss on me" Helen said breathlessly, "I want you to piss on my face and I want to taste you."

"Then you should do it," Brenda said, "But I want you to be naked, just like you were on Saturday."

Brenda's hand found the buttons on Helen's blouse and she began to slowly unbutton them. As she undid the button's Brenda could see more and more of Helen's breasts. They were a lovely tanned brown and her bra created a wonderful cleavage that Brenda wanted to bury her face in.

When all the buttons were undone Helen shrugged the blouse off and threw it on the desk. Brenda ran her hands over Helens breasts feeling the soft smooth flesh. Helen reached up and unclipped her bra. Brenda immediately slid her hands underneath the bra a cupped Helens large breasts in her hands. She felt the hard nipples as she caressed the soft flesh. Helen threw her bra onto the desk and leaning forward embraced Brenda and kissed her. 

Brenda's hands slid down to Helen's arse as they kissed. She began to pull Helen's skirt up and slid her hands under it only to discover that Helen's wasn't wearing any knickers. Brenda's hand caressed the smooth flesh of Helen's arse.

They kissed for a few moments until Helen stepped away from Brenda and unzipping her skirt let it fall to the floor. Now she stood in front of Brenda completely naked.

Brenda could keep her eyes off Helen's body, she let her eyes travel over Helen's tanned body, from her large breasts to her completely shaven pussy.

"You'd better kneel down, I'm ready to burst" Helen said crossing her legs.

Brenda eagerly knelt on the towels and looked up at Helen.

Helen smiled down at her and stepped over to stand right in front of Brenda. Helen opened her legs and Brenda looked up her beautiful pussy.

Helen slid a hand between her legs and gently massaged her pussy. As she did so she started peeing onto her hand. At first it was just a few drops that fell on to the floor and the edge of Brenda's grey skirt.

Then Helen spread her pussy lips and a really began peeing. The stream of piss hit Brenda on the chest and splashed over her blouse and on to her skirt. As Helen continued to piss on her Brenda's blouse quickly became transparent and Helen could see Brenda's dark brown nipples through the material of her blouse and sodden bra. 

Brenda lent back and Helen stepped forward to stand with her legs apart over her, all the time pissing on Brenda.

Brenda lent back further onto her elbows and Helen moved further up her body until she was able to piss directly onto Brenda's face.

Feeling the piss on her face Brenda opened her mouth and let Helen fill it with her golden nectar. As soon as her mouth was full Brenda swallowed the mouthful of piss, as she did so Helen continued to piss on her upturned face.

Helen could feel the stream beginning to slacken and she tensed her muscles to force the last remaining pee out. She crouched down on Brenda's lap and pissed directly on to her skirt.

Brenda sat up and embraced Helen pressing her soaking body against Helen as she kissed her.

Helen could taste her pee on Brenda's lips and began kissing Brenda's face licking the pee off her.

Finally she stopped peeing and sat back feeling the dampness of Brenda's skirt against her arse.

Brenda lent back, "I guess I really should get out of these wet clothes." She said looking at Helen.

Helen wasted no time in beginning to unbutton Brenda's blouse, once open she ran her hands over Brenda's large breasts and kneaded the dark nipples through her bra. Sitting up Brenda reached around and unbuttoned the bra and pulled it off. Her large breasts spilled out into Helen's hands as she rubbed them. Lowering her face to then she licked the piss off them as she took a nipple in her mouth and sucked the hard nub of flesh feeling it pucker up as she did so.

She felt Brenda's hands on her legs, one sliding around to caress her arse and the other on the inside of her thigh close to her pussy.

She tried to slide her own hand into Brenda's knickers, but her skirt was too tight.

Sitting up she leant back, "You'll need to stand up."

Brenda did as she was told and stood up so Helen could remove her skirt. Helen knelt in front of Brenda and unzipped the skirt and pulled it down. As she did so she found herself staring straight at Brenda's pussy; she had no knickers on either. Helen's eyes were glued to Brenda's pussy. Brenda's pubic hair was trimmed short and completely shaven around her pussy.

Helen had fantasised about what she wanted to do if she ever got to be with Brenda, and now she was face to face to her dreams desire. 

She looked up at Brenda who read the lust that was written across Helen's face. Brenda opened her legs and watched as Helen buried her face between them.

Helen's tongue flicked across Brenda's clit as she slid a hand around to caress Brenda's lovely arse, the other hand made its way slowly up the inside of her leg to caress Brenda's pussy. A few moments later Brenda felt Helen slid two fingers deep inside her.

Brenda leant back against her desk as Helen fingered her and sucked her clit. It was no good she couldn't hold it and she began to piss on Helen.

The floodgates opened and Helen has drenched as Brenda pissed all over her. She could feel the warm pee cascading over her face, on to her boobs and down her body to pool around her pussy and run over her legs.

Helen opened her mouth and sucked in as much pee as possible then she swallowed it. Leaning forward she pushed her head into the stream and let Brenda piss over her. The feeling of the piss in her hair was wonderfully and made her feel so naughty.

Again she put her mouth to the stream of pee and let it fill her mouth, and again she swallowed it. Then sensing that Brenda was almost finished she lent back and let Brenda finish off by piss over her breasts as she rubbed the pee all over them.

As soon as she had finished peeing Brenda knelt down in front of Helen and leant forward to kiss her. As they kissed they moved to the floor and Brenda lay on top of Helen kissing her, their wet bodies rubbing against each other.

Brenda slowly began kissing her way down Helen's body, across her breasts giving each nipple a good suck, down across her stomach and pierced belly button, then down to the smooth skin of her crotch. 

Helen opened her legs to give Brenda access to her pussy. Brenda turned around and straddled Helen so they were in the 69 position, and then for the first time in her life buried her head between another woman's thighs and began licking Helen's beautifully smooth shaven pussy. Brenda ran her tongue along Helen's slit, down over her clit and down to her pussy where she delicately ran her tongue around Helen's lips before sliding it inside. She could taste Helen's juices as such licked her.

Helen reached up and pulled Brenda's pussy open and dived straight in pushing her tongue in as deep as it would go and then pulling it back out. Soon her face was awash with Brenda's juice as she tongue fucked Brenda, Helen swallowed the tangy juices. She turned her attention to Brenda's slit and sucked the hard nub of flesh into her mouth and flicked her tongue over it, teasing the clit out from its hood and running her tongue around it. At the same time she slipped two fingers in to Brenda's pussy and began finger fucking her.

Brenda was in heaven, Helen's ministrations to her pussy were driving her wild and she copied her. Moving her mouth to Helen's clit she began sucking and licking at whilst pushing two fingers deep inside Helen and fucking her.

How longer they were like this they neither knew nor cared. Their only thought now was the pleasure that they were giving and receiving. Both women were covered in each other's juices as they sucked and fingered each other. 

In the corner of the room the camera carried on recording the scene in front of it, the two women's bodies reflected in its lens.

Suddenly Brenda came with a huge groan which was hard because her face was still buried between Helen's legs; she'd never felt anything like as powerful before,

All she could do was cry out, her stifled moans filling the room. She pushed down hard on Helen smothering her face. 

"Don't stop" Brenda cried lifting her head for a moment, "Please don't stop!"




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Helen lapped up the juices flowing into her mouth as she forced her fingers deep inside Brenda.

Moments later Brenda came again, almost as powerfully as the first time. She felt light-headed with the pleasure as she sucked at Helen's slit.

She felt Helen's fingers slip from her pussy as she redoubled her efforts on Helen.

Helen lay back staring up at Brenda's dripping pussy and ass as she feeling Brenda's finger's working inside her.

This had to be the best sex she'd had for a very long time, Brenda was more open and passionate than any over the other women she'd slept with. As she lay there, the feelings coursing through her demanded that she do everything in her power to take Brenda as far as she anted go and do whatever they could think of. Right now she wanted nothing more than to feel Brenda's body against hers and to feel Brenda fucking her.

These thought chased around Helen's brain as she got closer and closer to her peak, she wanted Brenda to fuck her; she wanted Brenda to make her cum. She tensed her body feeling the building sensation in her crotch spreading like a flame through her body. Her breathing was shallow and hard.

Then she came, screaming out her pleasure as Brenda carried on fingering her, sucking and licking her. Helen clamped her legs around Brenda as she bucked and writhed under her. Like Brenda she could feel another orgasm coming.

Again she came and again she bucked her hips, pressing her body against Brenda's. She grabbed Brenda's arse and buried her face between her legs moaning into her pussy.

Slowly, every so slowly she came down and released her vice like grip on Brenda, who moved off her to lie on the towels next to her.

They lay panting in the warm office as they both felt their bodies relax. 

"It's been so long since I've had it that good!" Helen said breathlessly.

"I've never had one that good before" Brenda said, "Not with Ben, not with my ex, not on my own."

They lay there for a few moments in silence.

"I'm glad it was with me," Helen said.

"So am I Helen," Brenda replied, "So am I. I never knew being with another woman could be this good."

Helen laughed, "Now that you do know, do you want to do it again?"

"Absolutely," Brenda said propping herself up on an elbow, "That's why I waited until today, we can have the weekend together. You said you wanted to get really messy, well we can; just like in the video."

Helen looked over at Brenda as she lay next to her. "You really want to try anything?"

"Absolutely," Brenda said smiling, "I've lived for far too long without having any fun, and now I want to try all these things I've been missing."

"Good" Helen said returning Brenda's smile. "I might bring along some toys tomorrow; if that's okay?"

"We can discuss that tomorrow," Brenda said running a hand over Helen's stomach and trailing it down to her crotch.



Wet Seduction Ch. 05



Mary was the new girl at Brenda's accountancy company. She was a pretty and vivacious girl who had worked hard to get the qualifications she'd achieved. 

Mary had been working at the company for only a month when the boss, Brenda, told her that she would be attending a conference with Helen, one of the team supervisors.

Mary found Brenda just a little bit intimidating. She was nice enough to Mary whenever they spoke, but she always had the feeling that there was something else going on behind Brenda's eyes when ever they were together. Mary was almost tempted to put this down to the fact that she was black, stacked and younger than Brenda and that in some way Brenda was threatened by her. But that didn't quite hit the spot, she didn't feel threatened or intimidated, but more as she was been scrutinised by Brenda.

Mary was in her mid twenties, she was of medium height with long-ish black hair that she almost always wore braded. Her dark brown skin and her large chest were a gift of her mother's Caribbean background, and Mary was proud to be black. She hovered around a size 14 but her 38D chest made her look slimmer. 

Mary had been interview for her job by both Helen and Brenda and all during the interview couldn't help but feel that they weren't just testing her knowledge of accounting but also her sexual orientation. Mary loved sex with men or women, and from the direction and feel of the questions she began to realise that possibly both her interviewers also swung both ways. Both women had been dressed very smartly, but Mary felt the outfits were worn more to accentuate the two women's very shapely bodies rather than hide them. It was possibly because the choice of her own trousers suit followed the same principle that she picked up on this.

Whether she was correct in these assumptions or not, something she'd done had worked because she'd been offered the job that very day.

For their part Helen and Brenda couldn't wait for Mary to start work and to see if their hunches about her were correct. It was Helen who'd come up with the idea of the conference, but Brenda had made them toss a coin to see who went; Helen won.

"I want a complete breakdown of anything that happens!" Brenda had demanded when Helen had won.

So a couple of weeks later it was Helen that pulled up outside Mary's apartment block to pick her up. In every sense of the term, Helen thought as she waited in the car.

A few moments later Mary emerged from the building looking stunning. She wore a black jacket over a white blouse and a black skirt that ended just above her knees, and for some reason she looked as if she'd been poured into the outfit, it seemed to accentuate every curve of her body without showing any more flesh than was strictly necessary. To Helen she looked heavenly.

The journey passed quickly, both women chatted easily and soon they were talking about more personal things. At times the conversation bordered on the mildly erotic, as both women confess to some of the things they've done and with who.

It was just as Mary is telling a particularly juicy story Helen spotted the conference centre, "That's the place." Helen said turning off the main road.

"Oh," Mary said failing to hide her disappointment.

"I know" Helen agreed, "I was enjoying our conversation. I don't know about you, but I'm feeling quite horny."

With the car parked Helen lead Mary into the hotel where the conference is being held.

"Good" Helen said checking the time, "We've got plenty of time. We'll drop these off in the rooms, freshen up and then go down to the, sure to be thrilling, conference."

"Is it going to be that bad?" Mary asked.

"It will be if you like being ogled by a bunch of over the hill accountants" Helen said as they approached the front desk, "And looking as stunning as we do, it's a certainty."

"Hi, we've got two rooms booked under ADF Accounting." Helen said brightly to the receptionist behind the counter.

"Two more for the conference," the receptionist said smiling, "I'll just get your details."

The receptionist checked a list on the desk and frowned, "I'm afraid there was only one room booked."

"There must be some mistake," Helen said, "I booked a room for me to begin with, then a second room when I found out Mary was coming. I'm sure I sent an email last week."

"Wait just a moment and I'll check," the receptionist said. She turned to a computer and began checking the emails.

"I'm sorry we never received the email" she said returning to the desk, "And our system I set up so we can't delete emails until after the date of the booking. I'm very sorry about this."

Helen stood for a moment in mock thought, she knew she'd never sent the email, and felt a bit guilty for causing this woman trouble. "Look not to worry, I expect this is all my fault," Helen apologised smiling at both the receptionist and Mary, "I've been rather busy this week. Do you have another room we can book for Mary?"

The receptionist grimaced, "We don't I'm afraid, we're fully booked because of the conference."

"I see that Helen's room is a double," Mary said checking the booking form, turning to Helen she smiled, "I don't mind sharing a bed with you. If you don't mind, that is?"

Helen was a bit taken aback at Mary's front but recovered quickly, "Not at all," She said, "After all it saves the company some money."

Helen completed the booking form and after collecting the key they got the lift to the room, dropped off their luggage, freshened up and then went down to the conference.

The conference actually went quite well. Helen was impressed with Mary's professionalism during the networking sessions, and they also managed to avoid the letches during the day. 

By four o'clock the conference was on its last legs, quite a few of the delegates had already left and those that we're staying in the hotel for the next day were eying their watches.

Helen made an executive decision, "Let's give it another half an hour and then we can call it a day and have a drink?"

"Sounds good to me?" Mary said turning to great some more prospective clients.

The half an hour turned out to be over an hour, but finally the two women made it to the bar for a drink

The first bottle didn't last long and Helen ordered a new one along with food for them.

To begin with their conversation revolved around the conference, but the effects of the food and wine made the two women more relaxed and soon the conversation turned to more saucy topics.

Mary continued her description of a close encounter with one of the past flings, which ended up the guy falling asleep and Mary having to take matters into her own hands, so to speak. 

"You're making me horny again," Helen said laughing.

"Come on," Mary said in mock amazement, "We're both women here; you must have done it yourself!" 

"Mary, I'm a woman of the world, of course I have." Helen said.

Mary raised an eye brow.

"What?" Helen said.

"I was waiting for you to tell me more." Mary said, in mock exasperation, "Okay, where is the most daring place you've masturbated."

Helen smiled, "Well, there was this one time." And proceeded to tell Mary about her exploits in the office during the summer, however, she left out the part about Brenda's office and the video, making out that she'd done it at her desk.

Mary was enthralled, and judging by the way she squirmed in her chair Helen surmised she was quite turned on by the story.

"Wow, I can't believe you worked naked in the office, I bet that was a sight to behold." Mary said when Helen finished telling her the story.

"It's not something you can do everyday. I make up for it by going half way. I often come to work with out any underwear on. It's quite liberating if you enjoy that kind of thing." Helen said sipping her wine.

"I've tried that in the past and you're right it does feel nice." Mary agreed, "I have this think for gorgeous underwear, corsets and stocking, the whole thing. I love wearing really expensive underwear in the most wildly inappropriate settings. You know going to the gym, just every day things. It feels so nice to know what you have on underneath everyday clothes. And I love rubber."

"Oh me too" Helen said eagerly, "I just feels so wonderful, so decadent. The way it hugs every curve, and squeezes you. So naughty. I bet you've worn some of that to work haven't you?"

Mary nodded, "A few times, mainly just knickers. But I did wear a complete corset and stockings to work once, all latex. I wore a long skirt and boots with a black blouse to hide it. But I knew I had it on."

"All latex?" Helen asked.

"Yep, the whole nine yards." Mary said smiling, "It was hot though, but nice. The sweat made the corset so slippery."

"Did anyone notice?" Helen asked interested in the possibility of repeating this herself.

"I think one of the other women did, I'd just been to the loo and was adjusting one of the stockings when she came into the toilets. She never said anything, but I bet she dreamt about it. I think she had a thing for me."

"Really," Helen said now very interested, "Did it bother you?"

"What another woman fancying me?" Mary said looking directly at Helen, "Not at all." Mary laughed, "I'm not adverse to the attentions of other women. Don't tell me you've never even kissed another woman, not even at University. That's were I did, I think that's where every woman who's ever tried it started."

Helen smiled, "So is there anyone at the office you think might be interesting? Of the women I mean."

It was Mary's turn to smile, she sipped her wine thinking how to play this, "Well, I think there might be a couple."

"Who?" Helen said leaning forward.

"This might be completely wrong, but I think Brenda might swing both ways." Mary said watching Helen closely.

"It's a possibility," Helen lied, "She did go through a rather nasty divorce a few years ago, and ever since I thinks she'd been making up for lost time. But don't bandy that fact around the office. That's strictly confidential."

"Okay," Mary said thoughtfully.

"Anyone else?" Helen asked hardly daring to breath.

Mary was about to reply when she spotted two guys making their way over to them.

"I thought it was too good to be true," Mary groan, "Looks like we're about to have some company."

Helen looked just at the two guys appeared at their table.

"Mind if we sit here?" The shorter of the two said, "There doesn't seem to be anywhere else to sit." 

Helen looked around at some of the empty tables around them and smiled. Standing up she turned to the guy, "Not at all, we've just finished anyway, so it's all yours." And with that Helen picked up her briefcase and walked away from the two guys, Mary trailing behind her, a huge grin on her face. 

As they walk to the lift they continued their conversation, "So who's the other person in the office?" Helen said to Mary

Mary paused for a moment as they passed a couple on their way to the bar. "You." Mary Said simply.

Helen smiled. "If that were the case what would you do about it?"

"Well, seeing as we're sharing a room together, I'd have to say, anything you wanted really" Mary said.

"That covers a lot of ground" Helen said pressing the button to call the lift.

"There never was another room was there?" Mary asked. 

Helen smiled and shook her head. "I didn't realise it was that obvious" She said.

Mary looked at Helen. "When Brenda first told me I would be coming here with you I knew something was up. I've only been at the company a couple of weeks, and in my experience the new person never gets to go to a conference so soon, it's always someone more senior."

"We thought it would be a good way for you to get to understand how the company works." Helen said, then smiled "And of course get you naked and do all kinds of naughty things together."

Mary laughed out loud.

A ring indicated the lift had arrived and they got in. Both were pleased to see the lift was empty. It meant they could continue this most interesting of conversations.

Mary stood very close to Helen as she pressed the button and Helen could feel the heat of Mary's body against her arm.

"I dare you to walk to the room in just your underwear" Helen whispered to Mary. 

Mary stared at Helen a smile forming on her lips. She thought for a second then replied, "Okay, but only if you do too."

"Now that's an offer I was hoping you were going to make!" Helen said happily, "Junior staff first though."

Mary began unbuttoning her blouse and Helen watched mesmerised as Mary shrugged the blouse off. She was wearing a black satin corset with matching black lacy bra, and as her skirt fell to the floor, Helen saw that her stockings finished high up her legs held up by eight suspenders which formed a ring around each of her shapely legs.

"Very nice" Helen said admiring Mary's large breasts, "You have a great body!"

"And now you" Mary said. . Helen was only wearing a skirt and jacket which quickly came off.

Mary and Helen were now standing in the lift in just their underwear.

Helen could hardly keep her eyes off Mary's corset clad body. Her brown skin seemed to shine in the lifts light. The black lacy bra did nothing to hide the large breasts it contained; Mary's large dark brown areoles and nipples are visible through the material. To top this off she was wearing the tiniest black satin g-string, which covered her pussy but left nothing to the imagination when it came to her arse.

Helen longed to touch Mary.

Mary was enjoying the attention from Helen and was equally taken in by Helen's outfit, which consisted of a pair of simple black satin knickers and bra; Helen's large breasts look so inviting.

Suddenly the bell rang announcing their floor.

With some trepidation they watch the doors slid open. They both giggled nervously when they saw the corridor was empty.

"After you," Helen said to Mary, "I've just got to see that ass moving."

Mary walked ahead of Helen who drank in the view in front of her. Mary moved with a feline grace and her arse was simply poetry in motion.

Helen was getting hornier and hornier. She couldn't believe what they are doing, or that Mary was so blatantly in her lust for her.

Mary stepped to one side, "Now it's my turn to watch you." As Helen stepped past her Mary slapped her on the arse. 

The corridor remained empty and they finally reached the room amidst much giggling and messing about.

"How did that feel?" Mary asked closing the door behind them and leaning against it.

"Naughty" Helen said smiling. "Shall we do it again without having to drag our clothes around?" She wanted to see what Mary would suggest.

"So you want to get caught?" Mary asked draping her clothes over a chair.

"No, but it is exciting isn't it." Helen said.

"Very," Mary said laughing, "But this time I dare you to do it naked." 

Now it was Helen's turn to smile.

"Only if we can take photos of each other," Helen replied.

"Oh, now that would be fun," Mary said.

Helen opened her bag and took out an expensive digital camera. She passed it to Mary and showed her the basic functions.

"Would you like to undress me?" Helen asked Mary as she stood provocatively in the middle of the room.

Without a seconds pause Mary was next to her, and Helen felt the spark of excitement as Mary moved around behind her trailing one hand across Helen's ribs and up to the catch on her bra.

She felt the clip snap open and the release of her breasts as Mary's hand's slipped up her back pushing her bra off her shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. Mary's warm hands cupped her breasts and they stood looking at themselves in the mirror opposite.

Helen watched as May's hands slid down her flat stomach and stopped on the waist band of her knickers. Her breathing was shallow, matched by Mary's.

Slowly Mary hooked the elastic of Helen's knickers and began to push them down. As she pushed Mary began to crouch down behind Helen. Helen pictured Mary's eyes glued to her crotch as her pussy came into view.

That was just what Mary's eyes were doing. She watched as Helen's shaven pussy came into view. Mary could see how damp Helen was.

Finally Helen's knickers lay at her feet; she stood naked except for her high-heels.

Mary stood up and admired the view from behind Helen.

"Good enough to eat," she whispered in Helen's ear.

"You can have me, if I can have you" Helen whispered back, "I bet you look lovely in just your corset." 

"So you want me to wander around the corridors without my knickers or bra on?" Mary asks with her hands on her hips.

"Erm, let me see now. Yes that's what I want!" Helen said firmly.

"Okay" Mary said quickly, "A lot of lovers have said I have a great ass. What do you think?" Mary turned her back to Helen and slowly peeled her knickers off, all the while bending slowly forward until her knickers were around her ankles and her bare arse was all Helen could see.

With an animal moan Helen slid off the bed and buried her face between Mary's cheeks, her lips kiss almost very inch of the smooth brown skin. Helen flicked her tongue over Mary's equally shaven pussy and around her puckered little hole making her moan quietly.

Finally Helen sat back and Mary turned round to see the look of pure lust on her face, "God damn girl, I know I've got a great ass but nobody's loved it that much." Mary exclaimed, "You know how to make a girl horny!"

"You're just too beautiful." Helen said looking up at Mary.

"In that case," Mary said reaching up to unclip her bra.

Helen held her breath as Mary unclipped her bra and dropped it on the floor; she ran her hands over her wondrous chocolate brown breasts, pinching the large dark nipples.

"Would you like a taste?" Mary asked.

As Helen stood up Mary stepped back, "Oh no, only when we get back! But before we go out I have a surprise for you."

"Really?" Helen asked smiling, "Is this a naughty surprise?

"Oh indeed it is" Mary said opening her bag and taking out two glass butt plugs.

"Oh wow" Helen exclaimed. "I've never worn one before. I take it you have?" Helen accepted one of the plugs from Mary; it felt cool and hard in her hands.

"I love having a butt plug in," Mary said dreamily, "I fact I occasionally wear one at work."

"Really?" Helen said in amazement, still stroking the butt plug "All day?"

"All day" Mary said smiling.

Helen ran her hands over the plug, "I've often wondered what it feels like to have one of these up my arse."

Mary reached into her bag again and took out a tube of lubricant. "Well now's the time to find out. You can go first" she said, "Bend over the table."

Helen did as she was told. Reaching behind her she spread her arse cheeks exposing her arse to Mary.

"Beautiful" Mary said picking up Helen's camera and taking a picture. 

Helen felt the cool lubricant drip onto her arse and run between her cheeks. Then Mary began rubbing the lubricant around her hole with two fingers. The sensation was electrifying as Mary's fingers brushed the puckered. Then slowly Mary began to push a finger into Helen's arse. Immediately Helen's muscles clamped around Mary's finger.

"Relax" Mary whispered planting a kiss on Helen's cheek.

Slowly she began to finger fuck Helen's arse, and before long Helen was letting out contented little moans.

"Now for the plug" Mary whispered.

Helen felt Mary's finger removed from her arse and the hard tip of the plug circling her hole. Then Mary began to slide the butt plug into Helen's arse. Wider and wider the plug forced Helen's arse and the sensation of pain made Helen moan louder. Then suddenly she was full of butt plug and could feel the hard base of the plug against her cheeks.

"Now doesn't that feel divine?" Mary asked.

Helen stood up and felt the plug deep inside her. The breathtaking feeling of excitement and pain from her stretched arse made Helen feel hornier than ever before, she wanted nothing more than to fuck Mary all night in as many different positions as possible. She wanted to be as naughty as possible, nothing was beyond her imagination.




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"Oh that feels good", Helen said heavily, she clenched her arse around the plug, "Oh god that feels so good. Put yours in and let's get down and dirty!"

Mary's butt plug was fatter than Helens. She poured lubricant over it and with Helen watching slid the plug into her arse. Helen couldn't believe how wide it stretched Mary's arse.

"I feel so naughty," Helen said, "We might end up doing anything tonight. I need to get one of these."

"You can have that one," Mary said, "I bought it for you; I hoped you'd like it."

"Like it?" Helen said laughing and hugging Mary, "I love it! What else have you brought along to play with?"

Mary reached in to the bag and took out a fat double dildo, "There's this for starters" She said holding it out for Helen, "But right now we need to go for a walk." Mary picked up the camera.

The two women were in a high state of arousal as they stepped out into the corridor, which again was deserted. 

They spent the next half an hour prowling the corridors taking pictures of each other. They used door ways, open lifts, a maid's trolley they found, window sills, anywhere and anything they could use. They also filmed each other posing walking up and down the corridors.

A few times they were almost caught, but they managed to keep just ahead of the other guests.

Eventually they stumbled, giggling, into the room and fell onto the bed. 

"Let's order some wine" Helen said, "Brenda won't mind." 

Whilst they waited for these to arrive they carried on taking pictures of each other around the room. They both posed showing off their butt plugs.

"Have you ever watched another woman pee?" Helen suddenly asked.

"Of course," Mary said "Why?"

"Did you enjoy it?" Helen asked.

"As a matter of fact, yes I did." Mary said, "Why do you like it too?"

"Oh yes, "Helen said, "It's a thing of mine."

The two women stood looking at each other, smiles creeping over their faces.

At that, most inconvenient, of points there was a knock at the door. Helen quickly grabbed a towel and wrapping it around herself, answered the door.

A young waiter stood at the door with the two bottles of wine they'd ordered. 

Helen could feel the waiter's eyes roving over her body as she fumbled to keep her towel on and sign the receipt for the wine. She could also feel Mary standing behind the door tugging at her hastily wrapped towel which was beginning to come undone.

Then just as she handed the slip back to the waiter her towel fell to the floor leaving Helen standing stark naked in front of the young waiter holding two bottles of wine. There was no point trying to cover herself up; so Helen just smiled at the poor waiter who was trying, unsuccessfully, not to look at her body.

But it was no good; they were both rooted to the spot. The waiter's eyes were on stalks. He was only young and looked like this was the first time he'd ever seen a naked woman in the flesh. The growing bulge in the front of his trousers was becoming increasingly evident.

"Don't you just hate it when that happens?" Helen said looking down at the robe.

"Squeak," was all the boy managed.

"Would you be dear and wrap it back round me, its awfully cold standing her naked." Helen said smiling.

With trembling hands, and eyes glued to Helen's body the young waiter picked up the towel and held it open for Helen.

Still holding the two bottles of wine Helen ducked under his open arms stood close to the guy, her breasts inches from him. She held her arms open and let him wrap the towel around her. 

"That's right. Just tuck the end down there" Helen said nodding to her cleavage. With trembling fingers the waiter tucked the end of the towel between Helen's breasts; his fingers caressing her smooth, warm skin as he did so.

Helen looked at the name badge on the waiter's shirt, "Thank you Luke. That was very gentlemanly of you, coming to a girls rescue like that."

"No problem Miss, anytime." Luke stammered, he was 17 and had only been working at the hotel for a few months. He'd fantasised about this sort of thing, but hadn't expected it to actually happen. His fingers were burning from where they'd touched Helen.


"Its good to know that if my towel falls down again I'll be able to call on you to sort it out Luke." Helen said smiling.

Luke laughed, "It's what we're here for Miss, to help out in anyway we can." He couldn't help but look at Helen's body again, "Well goodnight then, If you need anything just call."

"Oh I will Luke, and by the way my names Helen." Helen said as she closed the door.

As soon as the door is shut Mary let out a huge breath, "I thought for a second you were going to invite him in!" She said.

"Do you want me to?" Helen said putting the wine down and moving to open the door.

Mary hesitated.

When the door shut Luke's first though was to try and find a quiet secluded place where he could have a quick wank. His cock was rigid in his trousers and there was no way he could go back to the front desk.

Suddenly his pager went off; it was the front desk. He found one of the service phones and called the desk.

"Have you delivered the wine to room 219 yet?" His supervisor asked sharply.

"Yes, I've just done it" Luke answered slightly confused.

"Right, well there seems to be a problem with the wine or something, can you go back and sort it out." The line went dead.

Luke stood for a moment holding the phone, his mind was racing. He replaced the receiver hoping to good there was a problem with Helen's towel.

He was back at the door a minute later. He knocked and waited trying not to imagine the sight that might great him. The image of a naked Helen came to mind all too easily.

The door opened and Helen stood there still in the towel, one hand holding the knot.

"Hi Luke," She said brightly, "Look, thanks for coming back so quickly, you are a dear."

"What seems to be the problem?" Luke asked, disappointed that Helen's towel was still up.

"It's this stupid towel," Helen said smiling wickedly, "It won't stay up."

At the moment Mary who was behind the door pulled at Helen's towel, which promptly fell to the floor.

"See what I mean?" Helen said her hands on her hips.

Luke couldn't believe what he was seeing, Helen now stood there naked before him. Again. For the second time that night. Naked. 

"And not only that" Helen continued, "My friend Mary's towel doesn't stay up either."

"Really?" Luke stammered weakly, "That towel won't stay up either?"

"Mary" Helen called over her shoulder, "Come and show Luke what I mean."

Mary stepped from behind the door and stood next to Helen.

Luke's eyes took in Mary's shape.

"Look" She said, and raiser her arms, immediately the loosely held towel fell to the floor exposing Mary's now naked body.

"Oh god!" Luke whispered quietly.

Luke's eye's immediately snapped to Mary's breasts and then trailed down to her pussy.

"And look Luke," Mary said in an annoyed voice, "I'm even uncovered at the back." Mary turned around and stuck her arse out slightly, "You can see everything. Now Helen and I can't be walking around the room together naked, who knows what might happen?"

"She's right," Helen said, "I've already found myself wanting to start touching Mary. I just can't help but look at her magnificent arse. I mean I've got a great arse, but when I look at Mary's I just want to kiss and lick it. Don't you?"

"Erm." Was all Luke could say, he didn't know what else to do but stare. His cock was like iron in his trousers.

"Oh come on" Mary said, "Your arse is just as nice as mine Helen. What do you think Luke?"

And with that the two girls turned their backs to Luke and stuck out their arses for his to judge.

Luke stood there for a moment before he realised what he was looking at and found his voice, "I think you both have gorgeous arses" He finally managed. He could plainly see the butt plugs, and didn't know what to do. He'd seen enough pictures of girls with toys but never one in the flesh, so to speak. 

"Maybe I should check the towels" Luke volunteered.

"Good idea." Mary said grabbing Luke and pulling him into the room. Mary swung the door shut behind him.

"Now, how does one check a towel?" asked Mary still naked, standing to next to Helen. Both women sipped their wine and watched Luke.

"Well, I could wrap them about you and see if they fall down again." Luke suggested, trying not to stare too much.  His mind was racing, naked, they're both naked.

"It's a start" Mary said, "You go first Helen." Mary plopped herself on the bed and lay watching Luke.

Helen held her arms out and again Luke wrapped the towel around her tucking it in at the front. Again his hands brushed Helen's breasts as he did so.

"Ooh, you have nice warm hands Luke" Helen said from inches away, "I can't stand cold hands on me."

Luke blushed. "How does that feel?" he asked.

"It feels okay" Helen said, she walked around the room, bent over to see if she fell out, and finally stretched. 

"Hmm, so what did you do Luke?" Mary said from the bed.

"I just tied it like I did before." Luke said; he knew they were playing with him, but at 17 he didn't care. "It's very simple."

"Okay, show me again," Helen said undoing the towel and handing it to Luke again.

Luke groaned quietly, this was too much. "Okay" he said and took the towel.

"You'd better hurry up," Mary said, "The sight of Helen is making me horny."

"The same here" Helen said biting her lip, "The more I see of you, the more I want to touch you."

"Are you feeling this Luke?" Mary said.

"I think he is Mary," Helen said, "I think he's aroused."

"I'm sorry Luke," Mary said, "I didn't realise we we're making you uncomfortable."

"Its okay" Luke said hurriedly, "I don't mind."

"You do look a bit hot" Helen said, "Tell you what, you show me how you tied the towel and then have a sit down and I'll show Mary. How's that?"

"Okay" Luke said. Once again he held the towel out for Helen and then wrapped it around her and tucked it in.

Helen twirled around in the towel, "Excellent, I think I understand it now." She said to Luke, "You sit down and I'll put Mary's towel on her."

Luke sat down on the edge of the bed and watched as Helen wrapped a towel around Mary. But as soon as she let go it fell off. She tried again and again the towel fell off. 

"I'll try with my towel" Helen said, and shrugged it off. The two women were now inches from each other and Luke drank in the view. He could see both women were aroused, their nipples were hard and erect and he remembered the butt plugs both women were wearing.

Luke summoned up this courage. "To be honest, I think you look better without the towels on." He said.

"Luke, shame on you," Mary said with mock seriousness, puttingher hands on her hips "If we just wandered around the room naked we'd definitely end up touching each other." 

"Well considering that you both have butt plugs up your gorgeous arses, and the fact you have one of these," Luke said holding up the double ended dildo from the bed, "I think you were going to be touching each other anyway."

"Is that what you'd like to see Luke?" Helen asked, "The two of us fucking each other."

This was a turning point in Luke life, and although he was only 17, he recognised it for what it was; the chance to loose his virginity to two older women who were going to be fucking each other as well.

"I'd love to" Luke said.

"And what about us Luke?" Mary asked, "What do we get from you?"

"Anything you want!" Luke said excitedly.

"Luke, with the mood we're in right now that might be anything" Helen warned.

"I don't care," Luke said, then paused blushing, "The thing is I've Erm...., well"

"You've never been with a woman before?" Helen completed the sentence for Luke.

"No" Luke said quietly.

Mary laughed, "Well Luke, you're in for a treat. We'll give you a tale to tell."

Both women approached the bed and crawled on to it with Luke. Mary began unbuttoning his shirt. As she lay next to him Luke's hand quickly found her leg and began rubbing it higher and higher. "That's it Luke, you explore me all you want," she began kissing him. Her warm lips and spicy perfume were all Luke was aware of until he felt Helen begin to unbutton his trousers.

Helen ran her hand over Luke's erection through his trousers, he was a big boy and Helen quickly unzipped Luke's trousers. Climbing off the bed she pulled off his shoes and then in one fluid motion pulled off his trousers and boxers. Immediately Luke's rigid cock sprang to attention.

"Well, well Luke. You are a big boy" Helen said as she crawled back onto the bed.

Mary looked down at Luke's cock and smiled, "And cut too," She ran a hand over Luke's circumcised cock, "Ooh, very smooth."

Helen dipped her head and began kissing Luke's cock. Mary leant over and offered one of her nipples to Luke who eagerly began sucking and licking the hard nipple.

"My," Mary said, "The boy is eager!"

Mary guided Luke's hand between her legs and began rubbing it over her pussy.

Luke could feel his fingers wet with the juice from Mary, and then his finger brushed the hard base of the plug in her arse. Soon Mary could feel his searching fingers playing with the plug.

Sitting back she looked down at Luke, "Ah, so you've found my little toy." She said smiling. "Would you like to play with it?"

Luke nodded not daring to speak, and watched as Mary climbed on top of him with her legs either side of his head, and leaning forward began kissing Helen.

Luke reached up and began playing with the butt plug, having only ever seen pictures he was intrigued to see one in real life. Slowly he began to pull the plug from Mary arse and watched fascinated as her hole expanded around the fat base of the plug.

Slowly he pushed the plug back into her arse and then pulled it out again. Raising his head he began to lick Mary's pussy, and for the first time in his life he tasted a woman.

Mary loved the feeling of Luke playing with her arse and the attention he was giving her pussy.

"He loves my arse" Mary whispered between kissing Helen.

"Shame you haven't got a spare one, we could introduce him to the pleasure" Helen said.

A sudden light appeared in Mary's eyes, "I have got a spare and an idea."

As Luke pushed the plug back into Mary's arse she rolled off him and knelt next to him on the bed. With one hand she began stroking his cock, whilst Helen knelt between Luke's legs and stroked his balls. 

Mary leant forward "As it's your first time we're going to make it very special, would you like that?"

"Even more special that this?" Luke asked.

"Here's the deal, "Mary said, "I'm going to let you fuck me in the arse whilst I fuck Helen with a big fat strap on dildo. How does that sound?"

"Like a dream come true!" Luke said happily.

"There is one condition however." Mary said smiling, "Have you ever masturbated Luke?" 

Luke laughed, "Of course, have you?"

"Oh all the time Luke," Mary purred "And sometime I like to play with my arse whilst I do. Have you ever done that Luke?"

Luke looked at Mary quizzically, "No, should I have?"

"You're missing out on something very nice if you haven't, Luke." Mary said still stroking his cock, "And we happen to have a spare butt plug that we want to play with. So that's the condition, Luke. I've going to let you fuck me in the arse only if you'll let us play with a plug in your arse. I guarantee you'll love it" Mary added. 

"Go on Luke, I've never had one before and I love mine," Helen added, "It feels so naughty!"

Luke smiled, tonight he wasn't about to miss out on anything. "I that case if you're begging me then I take one up the arse."

Both girls clapped their hands.

"You are a good boy!" Mary said giving Luke's cock a squeeze. She rolled off the bed and went over to her bag, where she took out a big double strap on cock and a second small butt plug.

"I want to watch this from close up." Helen said, "Get on all fours.

Luke did as he was told and Helen crawled underneath him. Spreading her legs Helen gave a Luke a close up view of her Pussy, "You can taste it if you like, after all you have licked Mary's and fairs fair Luke."

Luke buried his face in Helen's pussy and with expert directions from her soon found her clit. Helen looked up from between Luke's legs to see Mary advancing with another lubed up butt plug in her hands. She began stroking Luke's cocks and kissing his balls. 

Luke felt Mary's hands on his arse as she positioned herself behind him. He felt the cool lube as she dribbled some over his arse, and began massaging him. One hand caressed his balls and joined Helen's on his cock, as with the other Mary ran a finger in a circle around his hole.

She'd never done this before and savoured the moment. Helen watched excitedly from a few inches away. Slowly Mary began to insert her finger into Luke arsehole unit it was completely in. Then she began to finger fuck Luke in the arse.

Helen could feel Luke's cock grow harder, if that was possible.

"Don't stop baby, you just keep on enjoying yourself down there, let me and Mary take care of this end." Helen said 

The sensation of Mary's attention felt kind of strange to Luke. Never having tried this before he didn't know what to expect, but the feeling of one finger in his arse felt good, then Mary began to insert two fingers and Luke began to feel some discomfort, but he didn't want her to stop.

"Don't worried baby, you'll love it" Helen whispered. 

Luke moaned as Mary filled his arse with two fingers and began to fuck him again.

"It feels so...."Luke tried to say searching for the right word.

"I think the word you want is, naughty" Helen said till stroking Luke's cock. 

Slowly Mary pulled her fingers from Luke's arse and picked up the butt plug.

With some more lube applied to his arse, Mary rested the tip against Luke's hole and slowly began to push the plug inside him. Wider and wider the plug forced Luke's arse as Mary pushed, and Luke's moans became louder but more excited.

"I'm so bad" he moaned from between Helen's legs, "But that feels so good."

Finally the entire length of the plug was buried inside Luke's arse. Mary pressed herself against him and rubbed her breasts over his arse.

"Let me see!" Helen said bounding off the bed, her breasts bouncing.

Slowly Luke got to his feet feeling the strange object inside him.

He bent over and showed off his plug. Helen ran a hand over Luke's arse and stroked the plug.

Mary picked up the camera and Helen posed next to Luke's arse. Then she set the camera on timer and they all posed bending over showing off their plugs.

"Now for the finale" Mary said picking up the strap on.

With Helen and Luke watching Mary took one end of the fat strap on and slid it easily into her moist pussy, and buckled up the harness.

It was Luke's turn to take some pictures of Mary posing with a large rubber cock strapped to her. She posed on the bed and Helen joined her pretending to suck her off.

Helen then lay on the bed and Mary positioned herself between her legs with the tip of the strap on just touching Helen's pussy.

"You know where this is going don't you?" Mary asked Helen.

"Deep inside my dripping pussy," Helen said excitedly, "That's where."

Mary laughed, and with Luke snapping away like mad, she began slowly, inch by inch, began to push the dildo deep into Helen's pussy. With her arse full of butt plug and her pussy filling up, Helen's senses were going into over time. Her moans filled the room, "Just get it in there, stop hanging around!"

Mary did as she was told and shoved the dildo deep inside Helen, then began fucking her. 

Luke was still taking photos as the two women writhed on the bed, their hands all over each other's bodies, kissing and licking each other.




Wet Seduction Ch. 05



Mary turned to look at Luke, "Now it's your turn Luke and don't disappoint me."

Luke didn't need telling twice. With the camera still in his hand, he was determined to record everything he could for posterity; Luke climbed onto the bed and positioned himself behind Mary. 

"Come on Luke, I want to feel that fat cock of yours deep in my ass!" Mary moaned as Luke played with the plug in her arse, "Pull that out and fill me up!"

Luke pulled the butt plug out of Mary's arse, all the time taking photos.

Mary's arsehole gaped invitingly wide when he pulled the plug out. Without a pause he dropped the plug on the bed and slid his cock straight into Mary's waiting hole. His cock slid easily into her and his balls slapped against her arse as he began to fuck her.

The three of them quickly fell into a rhythm and soon were all bucking on the bed their moans filling the room. Luke couldn't believe the site in front of him, Mary's gorgeous black arse with his cock buried deep inside her and then Helen and Mary, their tongues entwined with Mary fucking Helen. For a first time it didn't get much better than this.

The two women's moans were getting louder. Helen couldn't hold on any longer, the feeling of the butt plug and the fat dildo inside her following on from the rest of the nights activities drove her to the biggest orgasm she'd ever had. With her arms flung around Mary in a vice like grip she came. Mary trust deep inside her willing her own orgasm to come.

"Fuck me harder Luke!" Mary growled, "Fill my ass with your hot spunk!"

Luke forced his cock deeper into Mary's arse as he sped up, Mary moaned as he pounded her arse, "Go on boy, fuck it!" She moaned.

Luke couldn't hold on any longer and with as final thrust he exploded into Mary's arse filling her with hot, thick spunk.

Mary felt Luke's spunk fill her arse, and moments later came herself. She reached around and grabbed Luke's arse forcing him to stay inside her as she grunted and moaned through her orgasm, with Helen kissing her as she came.

They stayed like that for a full minute as they all came down off the rush of their orgasms.

Luke finally pulled out of Mary and slumped down on the bed. Mary pulled out of Helen and sat down in the chair opposite. They all looked at each other for a moment and then started laughing.

With a great deal of reluctance Luke had to excuse himself, he needed this job and if his boss ever found out what had happened she'd fire him without a moments hesitation.

Helen and Mary helped him dress and kissed him all the way to the door. Jotting down his mobile number Mary promised to send him some of the photos, she insisted that he keep the butt plug. She'd dared him to wear it for the rest of the night, but Luke insisted that he was already sore, but kept hold of it.

Mary could feel Luke's spunk dribbling down her legs, so the two women retired to the shower. 

They climbed into the shower and Helen crouched down behind Mary. Luke's spunk was slick over her legs as it dribbled out of her arse. Helen slid two fingers into Mary's arse and once coated with spunk began to massage it over Mary's arse cheeks.

"I've never pissed on a woman before Helen," Mary said mischievously from above her.

"Well then you should start right now if you need one." Helen said leaning back against the wall of the cubicle.

Mary turned around and stood over Helen. The first few drips ran down her legs before a spurt of piss hit Helen on the chest and splashed over her breasts. Helen reached up and massaged Mary's pussy as she continued pissing. Pee sprayed all over Helen.


Mary laughed as she watched Helen being drenched. Helen then held Mary's lips open and directed the spray of piss over her breasts, up to her face and then into her mouth.

Then abruptly the flow ceased. "Sorry, but that's all I have. I could have watched you all night." Mary said kneeling down in front of Helen and rubbing her piss soaked breasts. "Where did you learn to do that lip thing?"

Instead of answering, Helen leant forward and kissed Mary. Mary realised Helen had a mouthful of her piss and eagerly forced her tongue into Helen's mouth. The taste of her own pee as it filled her mouth and ran down her chin was gorgeous.

They kissed for ages until Helen pulled back. "Now I'm going to piss on you!" she said standing up.

They quickly swapped places and Mary pushed her breasts together in anticipation.

Helen stood over her and held open her pussy lips.

"This isn't the first time you're done this, is it?" Mary asked.

"No, and if you're very nice to me I night show you the video." Helen teased.

"How nice?" Mary asked eagerly.

"Very," Helen said, "Have ever told you I love seeing black skin wet?" And with that she began pissing on Mary.

The next day they both missed breakfast due to over sleeping, and the drive home was quiet as they both relived the night before. 

Finally they arrived at Mary's apartment and Helen parked outside.

"Fancy a coffee?" Mary asked as they sat there.

"I'd love too, but I'm so tired, I'm not sure I'm going to be able to walk after last night." Helen said giggling.

"I did just mean a coffee," Mary said, "But now I'm thinking of a long bath and bed. To sleep, "she added quickly.

"Same here I think, you've worn me out girl." Helen said pretending to fall asleep.

Mary laughed, "Are their any more conferences coming up?" She asked off handily.

Now Helen laughed, "I'm not sure about conferences, but I'll have to have a word with Brenda and see what the training schedule is like for the next few weeks." she said with a naughty look.

Mary winked "See you at work" she said opening the door, "I'm looking forward to the training already." Helen watched as Mary walked to her apartment; she could watch that arse all day, especially as she knew Mary wasn't wearing any underwear.

Helen drove home and once through the door she dropped her bags in the hallway, and then flopped down on to the sofa and lay there thinking about the night before, Mary and what fun they could have together.

In spite of her tiredness the thought began to make her feel horny and smiling to herself she got up off the sofa and retrieved her laptop from the hall. Then undressing as she went Helen returned to the living room and flopped back down on the sofa completely naked.

With the laptop open in front of her she began flicking through the images she and Mary had downloaded from the camera last night, it was these and shower games that had kept them up.

With the images on slide show on her computer Helen picked up the phone and dialled a number.

"Hi," Helen said cheerfully when Brenda answered.

"Helen" Brenda says with delight, "So. How was it?"

"Well" Helen said preparing to tell Brenda everything.



Wet Seduction Ch. 06



The next few days after the conference had been a bit strange for Mary. She'd never been in the position of seeing a work colleague before, and she hadn't known how this would feel.

They discussed the matter in the car on the way from the conference. Work was work, and the rest of the time they could see each other; but nobody at work was to know.

It had taken Mary those first few days to adjust her mind to this, but now she could talk to Helen without feeling weird, but she was looking forward to getting together with Helen again.

Then on the Wednesday Mary had received an email from Helen.

Dear Mary,

I've arranged a training session regarding the new system for Friday at 5.00pm in the conference suit.

Helen.

Ps. Like the white trouser suit you wore yesterday.

So now it was Friday and Mary had spent the day trying to moderate her drinking so that she didn't 'peak' to early. Unknowingly, and just like Ben and Helen before, she was about to join the office piss club.

She'd bumped into Helen in the corridor just before lunch. Helen had been carrying a bottle of water. As they'd passed, Helen had winked at her and waved the bottle, ""Don't know what the matter with me is today, I can't stop drinking!""

Mary had known exactly what she'd meant and made sure she drank plenty for the rest of the day.

Thinking about what was going to happen later, Mary felt herself getting aroused. She knew that the white blouse and white trousers she was wearing would be completely saturated by the time she'd wet herself and Helen had pissed on her. The thought made her even hornier.

With quarter of an hour to go before the end of the day, and with the office mostly empty, she decided to get in the mood. Slipping off to the toilet and finding it empty she used one of the cubicles to strip off her underwear. Now she was just wearing her trousers and blouse. The blouse wasn't too light, but anybody looking would have been able to see her nipples easily. She wondered if maybe she should put her bra back on, but thought better of the idea. She was feeling daring.

As Mary made her way back to desk she felt completely naked without her underwear on. When she'd exited the cubicle and checked her outfit in the mirror she could easily see her dark nipples through her blouse. She slipped back to her desk a few minutes later walking with her arms folded hiding her bra and knickers feeling very excited, nervous and aroused at the same time. 

She watched the other staff leave, and finally watched Brenda chatting with Helen.

Brenda smiled and waved at Mary as she left the office; Mary waved back and unwittingly gave Brenda full view of her braless breasts. 

Brenda smiled to herself at the sight, the girl did have amazing tits, she thought to herself.

For the briefest of moments the feeling that Brenda knew what was going on swept through Mary before she thought better of it.

Then Helen was at her desk.

"I can see you're ready?" She said admiring Mary's breasts. The she lent forward and kissed Mary, who automatically responded feeling one of Helen's hands caressing her through her blouse.

"God, you have great tits!" Helen said standing up.

Taking Mary's hand she led her into the meeting room.

Closing the door Helen stood for a moment looking at Mary then embracing her kissed her hard. Suddenly Helen's hands were all over Mary's body and soon the two women were pressed against the wall with their tongues entwined and hands everywhere.

Mary was conscious of her bladder and between kisses moaned "I need to go Helen"

Helen stepped back, her face hungry with desire.

"On the table" Helen said.

Mary turned to look at the table, it was bare and about half way up the long table was a pile of towels laid out on the floor. Mary smiled, "When did you sort that out?"

"Ooh, about half an hour ago." Helen said offhandedly, "Now get on the table!" 

Mary kicked off her shoes and sat on the edge of the table.

"Oh no, I want you to squat on the table." Helen said sitting down facing Mary.

Mary climbed onto the table and squatted down in front of Helen.

"Now get those legs wide open." Helen commanded.

Mary did as she was told and spread her legs. 

Helen could see the material of Mary's trousers pulled tight over her bare pussy.

"Perfect" Helen said admiringly, "Now you can pee."

After thinking about this moment all day Mary found that when she tried relaxing her bladder she couldn't pee. She was bursting, but couldn't do anything about it.

"Just relax" Helen whispered soothingly leaning forward and stroking Mary's legs, "Relax and it'll come."

Mary focused on relaxing and then suddenly she felt the first drop of pee soak into her trousers. Automatically she stopped.

"That's good" whispered Helen, "Now try again. I guarantee once you start you won't be able to stop."

Mary concentrated on relaxing herself again, and this time the pee started almost immediately and she forced herself to carry on. The pee quickly soaked her crotch, turning it transparent, before splashing onto the table top. Mary looked down to see a pool of pee expanding across the table. She watched it reach the edge of the table and cascade over the side onto Helen's skirt as she sat watching Mary closely. Then to Mary's delight Helen leant forward and rested her chest in the pool of pee which immediately began to soak through her blouse.

Mary strained to force every drop of pee out, soaking her trousers even more. Leaning back and spreading her legs wide she felt the pee running underneath her and soaking the seat of her trousers.

"This feels so naughty" She cried as the last few drops of pee escape.

"Isn't it great?" Helen said leaning back to show Mary the state of her blouse, through which her bra was clearly visible, "Now for the next bit. Lie back on the table".

Mary positioned herself and lay down in the pool of pee. The feel of the pee soaking through her blouse made her feel even naughtier. 

Mary watched as Helen slowly stripped off her soaking blouse and bra, followed by her skirt. Underneath she has no knickers on. Once again the sight of Helen naked filled Mary with desire. Then Helen then leant over the table to kiss Mary, as they kissed Mary felt Helen's hand slip between her legs and stroke her sodden crotch. 

Stepping back Helen licked the pee from her hand. "Mmm, "She moaned smacking her lips as she tasted Mary's pee.

Then Helen climbed on to the table, and stood above Mary looked down at her, "Do you like the view?"

"You're so beautiful" Mary breathed drinking in the sight above her.

Then without any delay Helen crouched down over Mary and started peeing on her. The piss hit Mary directly on her breasts and the thin material of the blouse was immediately saturated. Her breasts topped with those gorgeous dark brown nipples were clearly visible to Helen through the material. Holding open her pussy lips Helen directed the spray of pee all over Mary. 

With the pee splashing all over her Mary was in heaven, she felt so naughty and couldn't help herself. She pulled open her blouse to feel the piss on her naked flesh. Then quickly undoing her trousers she reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit whilst Helen continued to pee on her.

Helen directed the flow of pee onto Mary's hand between her legs.

As Helen felt the flow begin to subside Helen moved the flow up Mary's body. "I'm going to piss on your face!" She cried.

In anticipation Mary raised her head and in the next moment felt Helen's warm pee splash over her face and into her mouth. Letting her mouth fill up she swallowed the salty pee as the last few drops fell on her face.

Immediately, Helen dropped on to Mary and started kissing her over her piss covered face. Their mouths met and tongues entwined, their wet bodies were pressed against each other, their large breasts squashed between them.

"Lick me!" Mary whispered between kisses "Suck my clit, finger my pussy. I want you to fuck me!" 

Helen didn't need telling twice, she kissed her way down Mary's body and grabbing her trousers pulled them off. 

Once again she was staring at Mary's beautiful pussy, then climbing over Mary she lowered her herself onto Mary's eagerly waiting mouth. The feeling of Mary's tongue as it buried itself in her pussy made her cry out in pleasure.

Pushing Mary's legs open Helen buried her face in Mary's sweet pussy.

Helen slid two fingers into Mary as she sucked her clit. Clamping it in her teeth she expertly flicked her tongue of the nub of hard skin as she finger fucked Mary.

Mary could hardly concentrate on Helen's pussy such was the pleasure she was experiencing. She spread Helen's arse cheeks wide so she could get her tongue as deep into her pussy as possible. Her face was covered in Helen's love juices as she slipped a finger into Helen's pussy along side her tongue.

As soon as it was slick with juice Mary began fingering Helen's tight little arsehole. First one finger then a second burrowed into Helen's arse.

Helen groaned as she felt Mary's fingers slid into her arse. Ever since she'd had the plug up her arse to the conference she'd fallen in love with anal play. She'd even worn the plug that Mary had given her to work.

Now they revelled in the shear delight of being together and concentrated on pleasuring each other.

Soon they were both nearing the brink and they writhed on the table. Helen felt her orgasm building and pushed her pussy harder onto Mary's face whilst burying her face deeper into Mary's pussy.  Both women's faces were covered in each other's piss and juices when moments later then both came together; their screams muffled in the folds of each others pussies. They were both so horny that rather than stop they both carried on licking and fingering each other until they came for a second time. The conference room rang to the sound of their panting and moaning. 

Finally they separated and lay next to each other on the table.

"Holy fuck!" Mary exclaimed, "That was unbelievable! I can't feel my feet!"

Helen laughed.

Suddenly Mary looked over at Helen. She pointed at the corner of the room where a video camera sat on a tripod.  "Have you been filming this?" She asked with a giggle.

"Oh yes" Helen said "I love filming myself. I'll be going through this again later on, and I don't' think I'll be able to resist a quick flick. What I'd really like to do is film you stripping off and then fucking yourself to orgasm. That would be great."

"You said if I was nice to you you'd show me some of these films." Mary said, "If you do then I'll think about posing for you. But you'd have to do the same for me, otherwise it wouldn't be fair."

Helen laughed. "It's a deal," She said, patting Mary on the leg, "but before that we'd better get this tidied up before the cleaner catches us."

Helen sliding off the table and bent over to pick up the towels, 

Mary moved to the edge of the table and wrapping her legs around Helen pulled her close, "When can we do this again?"

"Are you busy tomorrow night?" Helen asked running a finger along Mary's jaw line.

"Not now I'm not. Will we be watching some of these video's you've made." Mary said excitedly.

"That was kind of the plan." Helen said.

They cleaned themselves up and put on the spare clothes they'd brought with them.

At the front of the building Helen watched Mary leave; they'd agreed Mary would go round to Helen's the next night.

Then instead of going to her car, Helen walked over to meet Brenda who was parked down the street.

Sliding into the passenger seat she leant over and kissed Brenda.

"You need to have that girl Bren, you really do." Helen said.

Brenda smiled and placed a hand on Helen's thigh, "Why don't we discuss that in bed with a video?"

Helen smiled back and waved the just made video at Brenda "I have the perfect one".