0 comments/ 17993 views/ 4 favorites Ollie meets Cass & Bev By: MELD9003 Hi readers, this is a one off story, Hope you like it MELD. ****************************** "Oh for Christ sake Ollie, will you put your face straight, what's the matter with you?" "Nothing Dad, I'm fine," she replied, looking glumly out of the window as the car took the turning for Plumford. "It's only for a couple of days, it wouldn't hurt you to have a little more consideration for others, your Nanna hasn't seen you for months and you know she's not been very well recently," Brian said, giving his daughter a stern look. "I know that, but me and Kyle were-" "I don't want to hear about bloody Kyle, I've never liked that lad, he looks a right shifty little bastard." "Oh God, here we go," Olivia groaned, "don't start." "Well, bloody hell, I don't know what you see in him, ratty faced little shit." "For fuck sake Dad, give it a rest!" the young girl snapped. "Oi, less of the attitude young lady, and you'd better not use language like that in front of your Nanna." "I don't, she doesn't get on my tits like you do!" she scowled, turning to her mobile. "And don't spend all the time on that bloody thing ignoring her, you're supposed to be keeping her company," Brian mumbled. "I won't, oh for God's sake!" she huffed, rolling her eyes. "You used to like coming down here when you were a kid." "I know, but I'm not a kid any more Dad, I'm 20," Olivia sighed, "It's so bloody boring round here." This was true, Plumford held little excitement for a girl of Olivia's age; it was just your typical English village, a church, a couple of pubs, and a few shops. Most of the people were snobby, nosey or just plain weird; the village itself was nice enough, one of those picture postcard sort of places, but it was just so dull and the thought of having to spend a weekend there didn't really appeal to her. She suspected that her Nan probably wasn't as poorly as her Dad had made out and it was just a tactic to get her away from Kyle, but it wasn't going to work, she was determined to stay with him whether he liked it or not, besides, this was nothing new, he'd never liked any of her boyfriends, no one was ever good enough for his little girl. "Here we are," Brian smiled as they pulled up outside his mother's house. Maggie was already standing at the front gate, perched on her walking stick. "Hi Mum, how are you?" he asked, hugging the frail woman. "I'm okay, hello Ollie thanks for coming love." "Hiya Nanna," she smiled, kissing her on the cheek. "I'll just get the stuff from the car, Mum." "Okay love, me and Ollie will go inside," Maggie replied, hobbling up the path, "I haven't seen you for ages luvvie, are you still playing netball?" "Yep, we won the other day." "Oh, well done."............. As her Dad and Nan gossiped about the rest of the family, Olivia strolled out of the house and into the back garden; she looked out over the hedge to fields beyond that stretched all the way to the railway line, remembering how she used to have adventures in them when she was a child; she would play in them for hours, usually until it was almost dark, it seemed like a lifetime ago. She smiled as the memories came flooding back, but it soon faded as she thought about the weekend of boredom that lay before her; she shrugged and made her way back into the house. "Right Ollie, I'm off now," her father said gruffly. "Alright, see you Monday," she smiled, giving him a half hearted hug. "Okay, and behave yourself, I don't want to hear that little shit has been anywhere near my mother's house, if I find out he's been here I'll wring his scrawny little neck." "Dad, will you please leave it, just go!" Olivia moaned, exasperated. "Well think on, I'll see you Monday." "Yeah, bye." With that, he stomped off down the path, got into the car and drove off. "He's just worried about you luvvie," the old woman smiled. "I know, but he's doing my head in Nanna," Olivia stormed. Picking up her bags in the hallway, she stomped off up the stairs, into the spare room and flopped down on the bed. "Two days stuck here in the village of the damned, I'll go round the fuckin' twist!" she groaned. She got up off the bed and looked at herself in the mirror, she was a short girl, about 5' 4'' with brown eyes and brown hair cut into a bob; her figure was quite slender, somewhere around a size 10 with small boobs and cute pert bum which Kyle never seemed to tire of grabbing. Her angelic face gave her a look of almost saintly innocence, which to be fair was well deserved; she had always been a pretty shy and quiet sort of girl with a small circle of friends, most of which were in the netball team. It was only when she met Kyle she had started to be a little more outgoing and a lot more argumentative, much to her Dad's annoyance. Dressed in a baby pink t-shirt, blue three quarter length jeans and a pair of white pumps, she placed her hands on her hips and admired her reflection. "Ollie....Ollie love." "Coming Nanna," she sighed. She sloped back down the stairs and into the sitting room. "Could you do me a favour love, nip down to the shop and get some milk please?" "Yeah, okay," she shrugged, trying to muster a smile. "Thanks luvvie." Maggie smiled, handing her the money. Closing the front gate behind her, she ambled off down the lane into the village, it was just past midday and the July sun was beating down, there was hardly a cloud in the sky, just a gentle breeze that offered little relief from the heat. 'Oh well, I could sunbathe this afternoon I suppose,' she thought as she strolled past the church. Crossing the road, she walked round the corner and headed for the shop; she was just about to step inside when she noticed a beautiful old motorbike parked just a little way down the road. A reminiscent smile spread across her face as she remembered the old bike Uncle Jerry used to have, how he used to let her sit on it; not that she'd ever been on a moving motorbike, her Dad would never have allowed that! She stood looking at the bike, totally unaware she was being watched. "Nice, isn't it," said a voice behind her. Startled, she spun round to find a dark haired woman in leathers smiling at her. "Erm...yes it's beautiful," Olivia replied nervously, "is it yours?" "Oh no, I always walk round in leathers and boots carrying a helmet, course it's mine," she laughed. "Sorry...stupid question," the young girl smiled awkwardly. "That's alright; I've not seen you round here before." "I'm staying with my Nan for a couple of days." "Oh right, whereabouts?" the biker asked. "Chelford Lane, the cottages." "Oh yeah, I know," she nodded, "What's your name then?" "Olivia." "Olivia, ooooooohhh very posh!" the biker smirked. "Alright, what's yours then?" she snapped, trying to show she wasn't intimidated by the leather clad stranger. "Cass." "Cass?" the young girl asked, "is that short for something?" "Yep, it's short for Cassidy, my surname, I don't like my first name." she smiled. "Why, what is it?" "Helen." "What's wrong with Helen?" "I've just never liked it," Cass shrugged, "so, what do you think of Plumford then?" "Boring as hell," Olivia sighed. "Yep, that's Plumford alright," the biker laughed, "dull, boring and full of right nosey fuckers." As they stood chatting, Olivia studied the woman; she guessed she was about early thirties, stood about 5' 8'' and was probably around a size 14. Her hair was dark, almost black, cut short with the fringe dyed bright red; she couldn't be sure, but when Cass laughed, she thought she saw a tongue piercing. "Tell you what," Cass smiled, "if you find yourself at a loose end, I usually get in The Falcon most nights, if you fancy a laugh I'll shout you a couple of drinks." "Err...yeah okay, why not?" "Right, I'll see you in there about eight then, Olivia," Cass smirked, raising her eyebrows. "Ollie." "What?" "My friends call me Ollie." "Okay then Ollie, I'll see you later." With that, Cass put on her helmet, started the bike and rode off. A few hours later Olivia was in the spare room getting ready, she hadn't really brought anything with her for going out in, eventually she decided on a blue summer dress. Slipping it on, she went over to the mirror and did her make up; once satisfied, she made her way downstairs. "Oh hello luvvie, you look nice," Maggie chirped. "Thanks, erm, Nanna is it alright if I go out tonight?" "Yes, of course it is love," the old woman smiled, "he's in the village then, is he?" "Who?" "You don't have to be evasive with me Ollie, Kyle of course." Olivia smiled nervously, actually she had rang him a few times, but it had gone straight to answer phone. "Erm, yeah," she nodded, not quite sure why she'd lied. "It's alright luvvie, you go and see him, don't worry I won't tell your Dad." "Thanks Nanna," she beamed giving her a hug. Grabbing her handbag, she made her way out of the house and off down the lane; it was still quite warm, despite it being early evening. Passing the church once more, she crossed over and turned down Dysart Road; she had never been in The Falcon before, she had been in The Vine a couple of times, Plumford's only other pub, so she assumed it would probably be the same; full of locals who all stare whenever a stranger comes through the door. 'God I hope she's in here,' she thought anxiously as she pulled the door and stepped into the bar; at first she couldn't see Cass anywhere but she could certainly feel a roomful of eyes all suddenly trained on her. "Oi, over here!" Cass yelled, waving to her. "Thank God for that," Olivia muttered, smiling and walking over. "Hiya, you look a bit different, I didn't recognise you." "Well I don't go round dressed like Mad Max all the time y'know!" the older woman laughed. Olivia looked at her new friend, in her tight black knee length dress and black stilettos she looked very attractive; the more she looked at her, the more she felt a strange sensation in her stomach that she'd never experienced before. "You alright?" Cass asked, "You look a bit....vague." "Erm...yes I'm fine, sorry." "What do you want to drink then?" "Rum and coke please," Olivia smiled. "Geoff, pint of lager and a rum and coke please mate." "Four eighty please, Cass." the old barman grunted, giving Olivia a look that made her more than a little uncomfortable. "Would you mind if we went outside?" the young girl whispered, "everybody keeps gawping at me." "Like I said earlier, right nosey fuckers," Cass whispered back, "come on then, I'll just get our drinks and we'll go in the beer garden." The pair went outside and sat at a table in the corner; there were a few people at the other tables, but they didn't seem to take much notice of them. "Bloody hell, I'm glad I'm out of there," Olivia said, relieved. "It's just because you're a new face," Cass smiled, taking a large swig of her pint. "That barman, he's a right lecherous creep, I could feel his eyes undressing me, uurrggh!" Olivia scowled, shuddering. "Geoff? Nah, he's harmless enough, that's just the way he is, he was probably just admiring your pretty blue dress." "What? You mean he....," Olivia gasped open mouthed. "Well, there was a few rumours going about when his missus left him," Cass smirked. "What rumours?" "Well, they reckoned when she came home early one afternoon, she found him wearing one of her cocktail dresses and when she screamed at him to take it off, he had her bra and pants on as well!" "Bollocks, you're winding me up!" Olivia laughed. "No honest, that's what I heard." "Oh my God, uurrgghh!" the young girl shrieked, laughing. Knocking back her pint, Cass turned to her. "Want another?" "Yeah, same again please," Olivia smiled. The pair talked for a couple of hours as they drank perhaps a little more than they should have; their bursts of laughter attracting some rather disapproving glances from some of the other tables. As Cass downed yet another pint, she let out a loud belch which brought a particularly disgusted look from an elderly woman sitting a few tables away. "Oh I do beg your pardon madam," Cass smirked, as Olivia sat shuddering with laughter. The old woman tutted and turned away. "Oh dear, I think we might have outstayed our welcome," she said, turning to Olivia, "How d'ya fancy coming back to mine for a few more?" "Yeah, okay!" she replied, sounding a little keener than she would have liked. "Alright then, let's go," Cass smiled, "don't worry I'll have you back at Granny's cottage by midnight." "Piss off, cheeky bitch!" Ollie giggled, "Where do you live?" "Just across the playing fields over there." The two of them left the pub and staggered off across the playing fields; as they chatted, they came across a football. "Here, watch this," Ollie smiled, picking it up and placing it. "Fuck sake, stop arsing about," Cass groaned, "Anyway, I thought you told me you played netball." "No no, I can play a bit of football as well," the young girl slurred, staggering back to take a run up. "Come on you daft sod, let's go!" Cass laughed. "I bet you I can curl this into that goal over there." "Go on then, a fiver!" "You're on!" Ollie replied, drunkenly pointing a finger at the older woman. Taking her run up, Ollie blasted the ball straight over the goal and into the twilight gloom, followed by a loud crash of breaking glass. "BLOODY HELL MY GREENHOUSE! LITTLE BASTARDS COME 'ERE!" yelled a very angry voice. "Oh shit, leg it!" "Oh fuckin hell!" Ollie gasped, a look of fear etched on her face as the pair ran for the gate at the corner. "Fuckin' nice one, Beckham!" Cass laughed as she ran alongside her, carrying her stilettos. As they ran through the gate and down the alleyway, Cass grabbed the young girl by the shoulder. "It's alright," she panted, "I don't think he's chasing us." Ollie slumped back against the wall, a relieved smile spreading across her face. "You daft cow," Cass sniggered, gently stroking the young girl's cheek. Ollie looked into her blue eyes, her stomach churning once more; unable to fight the urge any longer she kissed her, crushing her lips hard against the older woman's. Cass groaned as their tongues entwined; the two of them engulfed by the lust that had built up between them all evening. Breaking off the kiss and grabbing the Ollie's hand, Cass smiled at her. "Come on, this way," she said softly, leading her down the alleyway and round to her house; as they stumbled through the front door, Cass pushed the young girl against the wall in the hallway and kissed her gently on the neck; grabbing the shoulder straps, she slowly pulled the blue cotton dress down the young girls body, leaving her standing there in just her pink bra and knickers. She knelt down softly kissed Ollie's navel, slowly making her way down to band of her knickers and gently pulled it with her teeth. "Oh God Cass.........please!" Ollie gasped, grabbing the back Cass's head, trying to push it down between her legs. "Okay baby," Cass whispered, sliding the skimpy pink knickers down and kissing the soft, rapidly moistening lips of her waxed pussy. Ollie groaned wantonly as she felt her clit starting to pulse. "Oh ... oh fffuuck!" she groaned, as she felt the piercing glide over her clit, It was divine, like nothing she'd ever experienced before; spreading her legs she thrust her pussy into Cass's face. "Oh Cass.....Cass......harder......harder....pleeeease!" she begged. She flicked her tongue harder over the young girl's rock hard throbbing clit, occasionally sucking and rolling her piercing over it, making Ollie gasp and mewl as she pushed the older women's head hard between her legs. "Oh my God yes.....that's it.....suck it bitch....SUCK IT!" Cass shook her head and growled, burying her tongue deep into Ollie's sweet tasting pussy. "OHHHHHH......FFUUCCK.............CASS........AAAAAHHHH.....YYYEEEAAAH!" Ollie cried out in ecstasy, throwing her head back and slamming her hands against the wall as an intense orgasm swept through her, causing her legs to buckle. As the beautiful feeling ebbed away, she felt her body go limp; Cass had now stood up and was holding her up against the wall. "Oh my God, what did you? That was fucking amazing," Ollie whispered, staring into those bright blue eyes. "That was just the start," Cass smiled, kissing her softly on the lips. Removing her bra, she kissed down to Ollie's pert little tits, sucking her erect nipples and sinking her fingers into her soft arse cheeks. "Oh God Cass...yes," she groaned, feeling her pussy getting wet. "Come on, let's go upstairs," Cass said softly. Slipping off her pumps and her knickers, Cass then stood back and looked at the naked girl in the dim light of hallway, her soft innocent face framed by the brown bobbed cut hair, the pert tits and the sweet, waxed little pussy. "God, you're so cute," she whispered. Grabbing Ollie by the hand, she gently led her up the stairs and into her bedroom; sitting her down on the bed, she switched on the bedside lamp and started to undress. Ollie watched as the older woman unzipped her dress to reveal a bright red bra and thong; on her left thigh was a large tattoo of a prowling tiger, it stood out in stark contrast to her pale, ivory like skin. As she took off her bra she noticed she had another piercing, a tiny bar through her right nipple; finally she stepped out of her thong, exposing a neatly trimmed bush of dark pubic hair. Ollie lay back on the bed and Cass lay down beside her. Kissing and nuzzling her neck, the young girl gently caressed her lover's big soft tits, circling a finger round the nipples and giving the pierced one a little twist, extracting a lustful moan from her as she closed her eyes and gently stroked her fingers down Ollie's back. Slowly kissing down her chest, she softly gripped her left nipple between her teeth and sucked, whilst twisting the piercing on the right one. "Mmmnnn.....do it harder!" Cass groaned, her legs thrashing about on the bed. The young girl sucked harder on the nipple as she slowly slid her hand down Cass's body and gently stroked the soft tuft of dark hair. Cass moaned softly, spreading her legs and thrusting her hips as Ollie's fingers rubbed her hardening clit. "Ohhhhh.....fffuckin' hell...harder...harder!" Ollie rubbed harder, the older woman's gasps and moans getting more fevered as she slipped two fingers into soft, moist folds of her pussy. "OH MY GOD.....OLLIE........LICK IT.........LICK IT......PLEEEAASE!" She softly and slowly kissed her way down to Cass's throbbing clit and sucked hard, making her lover scream ecstatically, grabbing a pillow and burying her face. Her legs thrashed wildly as Ollie flicked her tongue over her clit, her fingers digging into the mattress as she felt herself slipping towards a shattering climax. The feeling of Ollie's tongue thrusting into her drenched snatch was more than she could stand; arching her back, she screamed into the pillow, thrusting her hips as the orgasm consumed her. "UUUUUAAAAAAHHHHHH...........AAAAAAAHHHHHH.......FFFUUUUUCCK!" As the climax subsided, she fell back onto the bed, an exhausted smile spreading across her face. "Oh my God," she gasped, trying to catch her breath, "you randy little tart." "Well, was that nice?" Ollie asked, lying back next to her. "What the hell do you think?" Cass smiled, kissing her on the lips, "you've done this before, haven't you?" "Certainly not!" the young girl retorted, giving a wry smile; there had been a drunken moment with one of her team mates once, but nothing like this, this felt different. "You little liar!" the older woman laughed, turning Ollie over and slapping her ass. Ollie meets Cass & Bev "Oww, that hurt bitch!" she yelped, straddling Cass and holding her wrists down. "Oh yeah? Come on then short arse; let's see what you've got!" Cass easily pushed Ollie off, the slender framed girl nearly rolling off the bed. "Whoops! Careful there," Cass laughed, dragging her back to the middle of the bed. "You cow!" the young girl shrieked, kicking out and giggling. The pair wrestled on the bed, their bodies starting to pour with sweat; as the play fight went on, the giggles became less frequent, giving way to lust filled gasps and moans. Ollie fought as hard as she could, but her opponent was too strong for her; with a gentle shove, Cass pushed her on to her back and held her shoulders down. "One....two....three, I win," she whispered. "Okay okay, I give up," Ollie groaned, "let me get up please." "Ohhh no, now you've got to do your forfeit." Cass smiled wickedly. "What forfeit?" the girl asked anxiously. "Don't panic, just lie back and relax." Getting up off the bed, Cass opened the bedside drawer and produced a strap on dildo; slipping into the harness, she turned round and showed it to her lover. Ollie's eyes widened and her mouth fell open as the older woman knelt on the bed next to her, the shaft inches from her face. "Well, go on then." Cass smirked. Ollie rolled her eyes, leaned over and took the tip of the dildo in her mouth. "Come on, suck it." Gripping the shaft, Ollie began slide her lips up and down it's length, her pussy moistening in anticipation. "Mmm, now you've definitely done that before," Cass jibed, smiling. Ollie sucked and licked the tool ravenously, her clit pulsing almost unbearably. "Thaaat's it sweetheart," Cass purred, "that's enough now." Slipping between Ollie's legs, Cass gripped the tool and eased the tip into the girl's soaked pussy, making her thrust her hips. "Please Cass.......oh God pleeeaase!" Leaning over and softly kissing Ollie's neck, she began to slowly thrust the tool into her; wanton moans and gasps leaving her lips as the thrusts became harder. "Oh God.....yes.......ohhhh....fuck....that's so good!" Ollie groaned, sliding her hands down Cass's back, trying to push her in deeper. "Come on baby, that's it," Cass whispered softly, thrusting deeper into the young girl, Ollie moaned desperately, wrapping her legs round Cass's midriff and thrusting her hips. "OHHHH...GOD YEEEAAH.......FUCK ME.......FUCK MEEEE!" "Come on sweetheart, scream for me!" Feeling the muscles starting to spasm, Ollie screamed as the waves of euphoria washed over her; her senses swimming as Cass continued to thrust, sending her to the point of no return. "AAAAHHHHH......FFFFUUCK.......CASS.......OH GOD YEEAHHH!" "That's it baby, come on." "OH MY GOD...I'M COMING...I'M CO..... OHHHH CASS....YYYAAAAAHHH!" Ollie mewled and whimpered as her body went limp, the climax leaving her totally spent. Kyle had never made her feel like this, in fact no one had; too exhausted to move, she looked at the older woman who was now standing up, smiling down at her. "You okay?" "Oh yes," Ollie groaned, "Jesus Christ, you're good." Undoing the harness and letting the dildo slip to the floor, she got back onto the bed and snuggled into the girl, gently stroking her hair. "Come on sweetheart, let's get some sleep." "Okay," Ollie whispered, drifting away. **************************** A few hours later she was woken by the bed being rocked; sitting up and blinking in the light streaming through the thin curtains, she took in her surroundings as her gaze settled on the figure standing at the end of the bed. "Hello there, sleepyhead," Cass smiled. "Hello," Ollie replied, smiling as she remembered last night. "Want some breakfast?" "Erm...no thanks, hang on, what time is it?" "Half nine." "Half nine? Oh my God, she'll go apeshit!" Ollie panicked, "where's my clothes?" "Bloody hell, calm down, I'll get them for you, she's not going to get on her broomstick and start looking for you is she?" Cass laughed. "Oh very funny, I didn't tell her I was going to be out all fucking night!" Cass got her clothes for her and she quickly washed and got dressed; standing awkwardly in the hallway she looked at the older woman. "Erm, I'm not sure what happens now," Ollie said sheepishly. "Well, what are you up to tonight?" Cass asked, knowing what the answer would be. "What do you think? Fuck all," she sighed. "Well come back round here then," Cass smiled, "come round for about half six and then we'll go and see my mate." "Yeah, okay." Ollie said gleefully, unable to hide her joy that she wanted to see her again. "Go on, you'd better get going," Cass said, softly kissing her on the lips. "Okay, I'll see you later," she replied, unable to stop smiling. "Yeah, see you later, and wear some jeans not a dress, okay?" "Er...yeah okay, bye," she shrugged giving Cass a peck on the cheek and heading out the front door. Ten minutes later she was ringing the doorbell at the cottage, trying to catch her breath as she had ran nearly all the way back. "Hello love, you look worn out, did you have a nice night?" Maggie asked, smiling. "Erm...yes thank you, sorry I was out all night Nanna," Ollie replied, surprised she wasn't getting a bollocking. "That's alright love, I didn't expect you back till this morning, by the way, your Dad rang up earlier." "Oh great, what did you tell him?" Ollie groaned. "I just told him you were still asleep." "Thanks Nanna," she smiled, relieved. "Will you be able to give me a hand in the garden today please love?" Maggie asked. "Yeah, okay," "Judging by the smile on your face, I'm guessing you had a very nice time last night," the old woman smiled knowingly. "Hhhhmmm," Ollie nodded, feeling her face reddening. "Come on, I'll get you some breakfast luvvie." *************************************** After a long day helping her Nanna in the garden, Ollie leaned back and relaxed in the bath; thinking about the night before, she groaned wantonly and closed her eyes, sliding her hands under the water and down her body. "Ollie love, it's quarter to six, I thought you said were going out in a bit." "Okay Nanna," Ollie shouted down, climbing out of the bath. Wrapping a towel round her, she tip toed back into the bedroom and started to pick out what to wear; first, she put on a silky peach coloured bra and panties, standing in front of the mirror, she smiled and blew a kiss. "Hhhmm, I think she'll like these," she chirped. She then picked up a pair of black jeans and slipped them on; reaching into the wardrobe, she took out a red top with lace sleeves. "Yep, that'll do." Pulling it on, she smoothed it down and slipped on her socks and trainers; putting on her makeup, she checked herself one more time in the mirror before making her way downstairs. "You look nice love," Maggie smiled, "can I expect you in later or not?" "Erm...I'm not sure," Ollie replied sheepishly. "Go on, be off with you," the old woman laughed rolling her eyes, "I'll cover for you if grumpy arse rings again, just ring and let me know if you're stopping out." "Okay, thanks Nanna." Kissing her on the cheek, she left the house and headed off down the lane. A short while later, she arrived at Cass's front door; taking a deep breath, she rang the bell and waited. "Hiya, come in," Cass gestured, looking the young girl up and down. Ollie stepped inside; noticing Cass had her leathers on. "Have you only just got in?" she asked. "Nope, we are about to go out, here, stick this on," Cass replied, handing her an old leather jacket. "It's a bit big," Ollie complained, zipping it up. "It'll do, it's my old one, come on into the back yard." Ollie went out into the yard to find Cass getting the bike ready. "It really is beautiful," said Ollie, "What is it?" "It's a 1968 BSA rocket 3," Cass smirked, looking at the girl standing there in the oversized jacket, "come here." Adjusting the straps on the jacket, Cass pulled the girl close to her and gave her a long, lingering kiss, sliding her hands down her back and giving her ass cheeks a gentle squeeze. "God, you've got a cute little arse," Cass whispered in her ear. "So I've been told," Ollie quipped, giving her a peck on the cheek. "Hhhmm, right, put these on," said Cass, handing her a white helmet with a blacked out visor and pair of gloves. "Okay," she replied nervously. "Aww, you're not scared are you?" the older woman ribbed. "No, of course not," Ollie scoffed, putting on the helmet, causing Cass to start sniggering. "What!" "You look like the stig on his day off." "Look, if you're going to take the piss, I'm not coming," Ollie stormed, putting her hands on her hips. "Oh give over, come on let's get going," Cass laughed, putting her helmet on. On the third kick, the bike barked into life, Cass gave the throttle a few twists and turned to Ollie. "Come on, get on," Cass gestured. "You won't go too fast will you?" the girl asked anxiously. "No." "And you won't lean it over too much?" "No." "Promise?" "For fuck sake, get on the bike!" Cass huffed. Cautiously, Ollie got on the back and grabbed Cass's waist. "Okay baby, hold on." Easing out of the alleyway and out onto the road, Cass wound the throttle and the bike surged along, it's exhaust roaring as Cass raced through the gears; Ollie closed her eyes and gripped hard. "You okay?" Cass yelled. "Yes!" Ollie yelled back, gradually opening her eyes. After a while she relaxed a little and actually started to enjoy the experience; a short while later they were in Brantley, a small town about 12 miles away. Turning off onto a council estate, they eventually rode down a back alley and into the back yard of one of the houses. "Here we are." Cass smiled, switching off the bike. "Oi, get that shit heap out of my yard, you bloody yobbo!" a face yelled from an upstairs window. "Piss off, you old trollop, how are ya mate?" Cass yelled back, laughing. "Not bad, hang on, I'll be down in a minute," the woman replied. As they waited, the pair removed their helmets, a few moments later, the back door opened and a buxom woman in a white t-shirt and black leggings greeted them. "Hiya, come in," she smiled warmly. The pair stepped into the kitchen, the woman looking at Ollie with interest. "Ollie, this is my mate Bev; Bev this is Ollie, a little stray I found wandering round the village," Cass joked. "Oh right, hiya love," Bev giggled, "come on through." They followed Bev into the sitting room; Ollie sat down on the sofa next to Cass, whilst Bev settled into the chair. "Where's Trev then?" Cass asked. "He's working up in Manchester this weekend," Bev replied, grabbing a small wooden box. "Oh right, he left you enough to get through the weekend though," Cass smirked, nodding at the box. "Too fuckin' right, greedy little bastard," Bev replied, as she rolled a joint. Ollie watched the pair as they chatted; she reckoned Bev was a bit older than Cass, perhaps early to mid forties; she was a big woman, a size 20 at least with a soft warm face and pretty green eyes behind her black rimmed glasses. Her hair was brown, tied back in a ponytail; the one thing Ollie couldn't take her eyes off was Bev's chest, her tits were huge; through the t-shirt the young girl could clearly see a lacy bra that was barely holding them in. As the big woman looked at her, she smiled and looked down at her bright red boots. Turning to her friend, Bev handed her the joint. "There you go mate, I'll just get us some beers," she said and went into the kitchen. "Little stray?" Ollie asked sternly, fixing Cass with a steely look, "I'm not a bloody pet you know!" "Erm...I think I'll go and help Bev get the beers," she giggled, following her friend. "Come on then, tell me more about your little friend," Bev said quietly. "I only met her yesterday, we went for a drink last night and then I invited her back to my place." "Ohhhh yeah?" her voluptuous friend smirked. "Mmm...well let's just say she's very keen to learn," Cass beamed, licking her lips. "You jammy bitch, you always get the cute ones," Bev smiled, shaking her head, "don't suppose you fancy having a bit of fun with her later do you?" "Ooooh I don't know, it might be a bit too much, too soon for her." "Aww go on mate," Bev pleaded, "I'm feeling horny as hell and Trev hasn't given me a good seeing to in weeks." "Hmm....okay then, we'll see how things go, get a few drinks down her and she might loosen up a bit, just don't go scaring her with these," Cass smiled, giving her friend's tits a gentle squeeze. "Scaring her? She couldn't take her fuckin' eyes off them when we were in there!" Bev exclaimed. "Shhh, she'll hear you, come on, let's get back in there," Cass whispered, grabbing the beers and taking them through to the sitting room. "Here you go," said Cass, handing Ollie a can of lager. "Erm, I don't really like lager, have you got anything else?" the girl asked. "Bloody hell, got to be awkward haven't you," Cass muttered. "Hang on, I think I've got some Bacardi down here," said Bev, kneeling down to open the cupboard and giving Ollie a perfect view of her big chunky ass. As Bev reached for the bottle, it stretched her leggings, making them see through and revealing a lacy thong. Ollie could feel her clit tingling, imagining taking the thong off and licking her pussy; the lustful look on her face had not gone unnoticed by Cass, who gave her a playful dig in the ribs. "Enjoying the view?" she whispered, giving the girl a knowing smile. "I don't know what you mean," Ollie whispered back, feeling her face going red. "Yes you do, you naughty little girl," she teased, slipping her hand between her legs and giving her thigh a gentle squeeze. "Here you are love," said Bev, handing Ollie her drink and winking at her. "Thanks." Cass lit the joint, took a drag and passed it to her friend; taking her turn she then offered it to Ollie. "Erm, no thank you I never touch it, I don't even smoke." "Oh go on, one little drag won't harm yer!" said Cass, knocking back her lager. Taking the joint, Ollie took a drag and starting coughing instantly, making the two women burst out laughing; shaking her head, the girl handed it back to Cass. "Oh dear, I think me and Bev better finish this," she sniggered, giving Ollie a peck on the cheek. "You bitches," she groaned, taking a swig of her drink, "that was fuckin' horrible." "Oh give over you mard arse, it wasn't that bad," Cass smirked, "here Bev grab this, I'm just gonna get these leathers off," handing her friend the joint and giving her a wink, she went out into the hallway. "Aww, is she picking on you?" Bev asked, with a warm smile as she stubbed out the joint, "come and sit on here with me." Slipping off the oversize jacket, Ollie perched herself on the arm of the chair. "That's a nice top," Bev purred, stroking the sleeve and looking up wantonly at the girl, "come on, sit on my lap." Looking round nervously for Cass, Ollie did as she was told. "Don't worry its fine, Cass won't mind." Bev whispered, gently stroking Ollie's face, "God, you're a sweet little thing, aren't you?" "Thank you," she replied shyly, unable to stop looking at Bev's chest. "You're looking at my tits again, aren't you?" "Sorry, I can't help it," Ollie whispered, feeling her clit starting to tingle again. "That's okay," Bev replied, pulling off her t-shirt and unclasping her front opening bra, "there you go." Ollie's eyes widened as the bra sprang open, revealing the two mounds of soft flesh with their rock hard nipples; unable to contain herself any longer, the young girl buried her face between them, kissing and sucking wildly. "Fucking hell Bev; let her come up for air!" Cass exclaimed, coming back into the room, now completely naked. "No chance, come on, suck my nipples bitch!" Bev yelled, pulling off Ollie's top and slipping her hand inside her bra. Cass sat down on the sofa, and watched as her voluptuous friend and her new lover kissed, sucked, and fondled each other's tits, 'So much for needing to loosen her up, the horny little bitch,' she thought, smiling to herself. Bev threw her head back and wailed lustfully as Ollie nibbled and sucked at her rock hard nipples, digging her nails into the arms of the chair as the throbbing sensation of her clit became ever stronger. "Oh my God, you little bitch!" she gasped, "eat my pussy......please.....eat my pussy!" Getting up and removing the rest of her clothes, Ollie grabbed the waistband of Bev's leggings and yanked them straight down, bringing the thong with them to reveal her bald, fleshy pussy, the lips already glistening with juice. Ollie momentarily looked over at Cass, as if seeking permission. "Go on baby, its fine," Cass said softly, giving the girl a reassuring smile. Kneeling down between Bev's chunky thighs, Ollie slid her tongue over the moist lips and sucked her pulsing clit. "OHHHHH.....FFUCKIN HELL.......YOU LITTLE.......AAAAAHHHH........ JESUS!" Cass got up off the sofa and leaned over her ecstatic friend, her breathing getting heavier as Ollie pushed her tongue deeper into her dripping snatch. "Good, isn't she?" she whispered, grabbing the big woman's nipples and slowly twisting them. "OHHHH MY GOD......YES YES....YES....YOU FU......OHHHHHH... FUCKIN EAT MY CUNT BITCH!" The young girl ficked her tongue over Bev's clit, occasionally nibbling and sucking the rock hard bean as Cass twisted and pulled at her big, cherry-like nipples. As she felt herself nearing release, she grabbed the back of Ollie's head and pushed her face hard into her throbbing pussy. "AAAAAHHHHHH.......FFFUUUUUCK.........YEAH.......YEAH.......YYYEEEEEAAAAAHHH!" Ollie let out a lustful moan as her face was drenched by the torrent of cum surging from Bev's pussy, her tongue eagerly licking the sweet tasting juice. Falling back exhausted in the chair, Bev loosened her grip on Ollie's head; looking up she could see the two friends were sharing a very passionate kiss with Cass gently circling Bev's nipples with the tip of her finger. Breaking off the kiss, she turned to the girl. "Come on, over here," Cass whispered, leading her to the sofa. Leaving Bev to recover, the two lovers lay on the sofa, their hands gliding over each other's bodies as they kissed, their tongues wrestling as the feelings from the night before came rushing back. "Turn round baby," Cass groaned. Settling into the 69 position with Ollie on top, they kissed and sucked each other's pussies, gradually getting more frantic as they pushed themselves closer to the shattering climax they desperately yearned for. Moments later Ollie dug her fingers into the sofa and screamed as she succumbed to Cass's relentless probing tongue. "OHHHHHHH GOD....CASS.....I'M SORRY...I'M SORRY...I CAN'T... HOL.........AAAAAAHHHHHHH......... FUCK..YYYEEEEAAAAHH!" As the young girl gradually recovered, Cass gently tapped her on the ass. "Come on baby, let me get up." The pair got up off the sofa and noticed Bev was no longer in the room; looking at each other, Cass shrugged and called out for her friend. "Bev, where are ya mate?" "Up here in the bedroom." "Oh I see, like that is it?" Cass purred, a wicked little smile spreading across her face, "come on." Taking Ollie's hand, she led her up the stairs and into the bedroom; entering the room they found Bev on her back spread-eagled. "Okay then, ifs that's the way you want it," Cass whispered, kissing her friend softly on the lips, "Ollie, open that box over there and take out the handcuffs." Ollie opened the box and her jaw dropped in amazement; inside was a treasure trove of clamps, chains, dildos and various other sex toys, taking out the two pairs of handcuffs she turned and looked at Cass. Ollie meets Cass & Bev "Cuff her wrists to the bedstead," she ordered. Ollie obeyed her lover, as Cass attached shackles to Bev's ankles and connected them with a spreader bar which she had produced from under the bed. Rummaging round in the box, she then took out a ball gag. "Open wide, we don't want the neighbours hearing too much do we?" Cass whispered, pushing the ball into Bev's mouth and clipping it. Bev groaned and looked up her friend, her eyes wide with expectation behind her glasses. "Now then, let's see what we can find," she smirked, slowly pacing round the bed, "hold the bar please, Ollie." The young girl held the bar down on the mattress as Cass leaned over the shackled woman, showing her a small rubber paddle, her breathing getting faster as she glided it down her chubby belly onto her pussy. "There we go, ohhhh yeeeaaah that's nice isn't it, you fuckin like that don't you!" Cass laughed as she thrashed Bev's clit with the paddle, her shrieks and moans muffled by the gag. Ollie's bean started to tingle once more, her pussy getting wetter as she watched her lover torture the big woman. After a few moments Cass stopped and put the paddle down, looking for her next torture device. "Aaah, here we are," she chirped, finding a ball vibrator and plugging it in. Switching it on, she leaned over and showed it to her captive. "Yes?" "MMMMMMFFFFF........YYEEAAAHH!" Bev wailed, nodding her head wildly and pulling at her cuffs. Turning up the speed, she rolled it over her dribbling pussy, Ollie held on tight to the bar; the big woman screaming and writhing with ecstasy as Cass held the vibrator hard against her raging clit. "Yeeah, is that nice?" Cass asked mockingly, a devious smile playing across her face as she turned up the speed higher still. "MMMMMMFFFF......NNNOOOO.......NNNOOO......UUUUUHHHHH.......FFFFUUUCK!" Bev let out a guttural roar and pulled hard at the cuffs; closing her eyes, shaking her head and clenching her fists in a futile attempt to hold off the inevitable, she screamed as her pussy squirted over and over, completely soaking the bed. "Ohhhhhh, yeah thaaat's it, good girl," Cass purred, feeling the warm cum splash onto her arm, "take the gag off please, Ollie." Ollie unclipped the gag and wiped the dribble from Bev's face before gently planting a kiss on her lips. "Aww, how sweet," Cass ribbed as she took off the spreader bar. "Oh God, that was fuckin' gorgeous," Bev groaned, still trying to recover. "Right, my little assistant, get the nipple clamps please," Cass chirped. Ollie went over to the box and fished them out; they were linked by a length of chain and looked like the same ones that Kyle had tried unsuccessfully on her. Getting a nod from Cass she screwed them on with guidance to the big woman's nipples, flicking them with her tongue as she slowly tightened the screws. "Ohhhh, fuck," Bev moaned, watching Cass taking something out of the bedside drawer. "What have you got there?" the young girl asked. "These, nice aren't they?" Cass grinned, holding up a pair of black shiny PVC pants with a large cock moulded into the front. Slipping the pants on, she then knelt between Bev's legs and gave the chain a gentle tug. "Oww, fuck!" Bev yelped. "Now that I've got your attention, let me tell you what's going to happen," Cass told her chubby friend sternly, "I'm going to fuck you with this nice big cock, while my little friend sits on your face and you eat her pussy, if I think you're not doing a good enough job I will give you a little encouragement by tugging this, is that understood?" "AAAAOOOWW!.....yes yes....oh God!" Bev wailed as Cass pulled hard on the chain. "Sit on her face Ollie," Cass barked. The girl did as she was ordered and straddled over Bev's face, her green eyes widening at the sight of Ollie's sweet waxed little pussy hovering just above her lips. "Go on lick it!" said Cass, tugging the chain. "Oww, okay." Bev began to lick at the young girl's pussy, slowly gliding her tongue over the hard little bean. "Oh God...yes," gasped Ollie, grinding her pussy down on Bev's eager tongue, "harder!" "Ohhhhh......fuckin' hell!" Bev yelled, as Cass thrust the cock deep into her soaked pussy. "Come on bitch, take it!" Cass hissed, thrusting harder. "OHHHHHH.....FFUUCK.....CASS......YES....YES!" "Eat it bitch...EAT IT!" screamed Ollie, gripping hard to the bedstead. "Go on, do as she says!" Cass scowled, pulling the chain hard. "AAAAAAGGGHH NO.........FFFUUCCK.....PLEEEEAASE!" The mix of pain and pleasure added to the sweet taste of Ollie's pussy sent Bev's senses reeling, she knew she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer before an explosive climax tore through her; pushing her tongue deep into Ollie's snatch, she felt the muscles spasm around it, making the young girl cry out with pleasure. "OOOHHHHH GOD.....YES....YES....THAT'S IT......THAT'S FUCKIN.....UUUUAAAAAHHH!" Ollie gripped hard to the bedstead as Bev's ravenous tongue pushed her ever closer to release, unable to hold on any longer she screamed as the orgasm racked her body, the waves rippling through her. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHH........BITCH.......YEEAH.......YYYYEEEEAAAAHHH!" Finally releasing her grip, the young girl got off the bed and slumped in a chair in the corner of the room, leaving the two friends to continue. "OHHHHHH GOD CASS.........FUCK ME BITCH.....FUCK ME!" Thrusting for all she was worth, Cass fucked her voluptuous friend into joyous delirium, the small nub on the inside of the pants rubbing against her own rock hard clit, sending shockwaves coursing through her body. "Come on bitch, sing for me!" yelled Cass, knowing her friend was close. "YES......YES......OOHHHHHH MY GOD......FFFFUUUUUUUCCCK!" Bev arched her back as the cum burst from her pussy, soaking the bed once more, moments later, her friend finally succumbed to the amazing feeling pulsing from her clit and surging through her. "YYYEEEEAAAAAAHH.........FUCK.......AAAAAHHH YYYAAAAAHHH!" Exhausted and with sweat dripping from her body, she slumped forward on top of her friend and gently kissed her on the cheek. For a few minutes the room was largely silent, save for the odd groan. "Would somebody undo these please?" Bev asked, rattling the cuffs. "Ooohhh I don't know should we?" Cass giggled turning to Ollie. "Come on, don't fuck about!" Cass released her friend and the three of them lay on the bed gently kissing each others bodies, their fun was interrupted by noise downstairs. "What the fuck's that?" asked Bev. "My phone, Sorry about that," replied Ollie. "It might be your boyfriend," Cass said, raising her eyebrows. "Fuck him, if he won't answer his phone, why should I answer mine? Besides I'll probably have to spend much more time away in Plumford, after all, my Nanna's not very well"........... Thanks for reading MELD