The Climbing Hut by Tafod Arian (Bi sex, NC, Humiliation, Spanking, 
Threesome)


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'The Climbing Hut' contains graphic non-consensual sexual scenes 
between adults. This story is FICTION. It does NOT depict the 
relationship between actual living people. It is NOT intended for 
readers under 18 or those who are easily offended by pornography. It is 
NOT for the squeamish. If you are UNDER 18, or if you ARE offended by 
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Part 1

I had just come over the shoulder of the lower part of the north ridge 
of the Eiger and I was relieved to see the mountain hut in a small 
valley about a hundred feet below me. It was beginning to get dark and 
the snow was starting to fall again so it was really time to find 
shelter for the night. As I made my way across the snow to the hut I 
could see a faint yellow light in the window so I should have company. 
I shook the snow from my boots, pushed open the door and entered the 
hut. A blast of warm air greeted me. My companion for the next few 
hours had clearly been there for quite a while. He had got the stove 
going and the hut was nice and warm. I could smell coffee and a stew on 
the stove.

I looked calculatingly at him. He was about five foot six and slightly 
built, weighing at least forty pounds less than my two hundred and ten. 
He had longish blonde hair and very delicate, almost feminine, 
features. His legs and arms were very smooth and almost hairless and 
there was no trace of facial hair on his smooth cheeks. As the hut was 
very warm he was wearing only a tight tee-shirt and a pair of shorts. 
He had climbing socks to keep his feet warm on the bare wooden boards 
of the floor. He looked up at me apprehensively.

I nodded to him and took off my boots and weather gear. As it was so 
warm I stripped immediately to a pair of shorts. I saw him glance 
quickly at me out of the corner of his eyes and a flush stained his 
cheek as he realised that I had caught him watching me. I saw a book on 
a nearby table. It was in English so I was on fairly safe ground. 
"Aren't you going to pour me a coffee, kid?" I asked abruptly as I 
walked over and sat on the only large comfortable chair in the hut next 
to the stove. I let him fuss round getting my coffee while I just 
relaxed never taking my eyes off him. My continual scrutiny was making 
him uncomfortable. He brought my coffee over and handed it to me and I 
could see him, despite himself, run his eyes over my body. I am six 
foot four so I was considerably taller and heavier than he was. In 
contrast to him I have rather thick dark body hair. I am well muscled 
with well-defined pectorals as I work out regularly. My nipples are 
particularly prominent surrounded by large dark areolae. All of this he 
could see since I had stripped to my shorts and it was clearly making 
him uncomfortable. What he couldn't see was that under my shorts I have 
a fairly large prick. It is about eight inches long when erect and 
pretty thick. As I am circumcised the knobhead is the size of a small 
orange.

I continued to look at him as I drank my coffee. "What's your name, 
kid?" I asked abruptly. "Jonathan," he said in a rather high-pitched 
unsteady voice. I could see that in addition to his rather feminine 
features he had a distinctly plump body with prominent breast mounds 
outlined under his tight tee-shirt, almost like the developing tits of 
a teenage girl. I could see his small nipples clearly through the thin 
fabric. As he was walking away after handing me my coffee, I noticed 
that he had rather chubby calves and thighs leading up to a very meaty 
arse. When he turned I could see the slight bulge of his prick and 
balls against the material of his shorts.

"Are you going up or down?" I asked him. "I would be too scared to go 
any higher than this," he said in his breathy voice, "I've been here 
for two days waiting for the weather to improve so that I could get 
down."

"I think that we may be here another day," I said casually, "the 
weather is closing in and no-one else will be able to get to the hut 
until it begins to clear." He began to look anxious.

"Are you married, Jonathan?" I asked. "Yes," he said shyly, "I am on 
honeymoon and my wife is in a hotel down in Grindelwald below. We are 
staying for two weeks."

The possibilities of this situation were intriguing. A young, straight, 
recently married man at my disposal for at least a day. I was 
sufficiently more powerful than he was to be sure that I could do what 
I liked but I was confident that not much physical force would be 
required. With types like Jonathan, mental control is much easier and 
ultimately more satisfying.

I looked round the hut. There was just one room with a small curtained-
off toilet area. There was only one large bed in one corner. Originally 
there had been two bunks but previous climbers had used the wood for 
the stove and they were an unusable ruin in one corner. There was a 
large table with four straight wooden kitchen chairs, on one of which 
Jonathon was sitting and one large padded chair by the stove which I 
had automatically commandeered as if by right. I began to exert more 
control.

"Well, from the smell you seem to have made supper," I said, "why don't 
you go ahead and serve it out." He started fussing with pots and pans 
like a housewife while I looked in the cupboards and in the small 
fridge. I found to my pleasure that previous occupants had left a few 
bottles of strong German beer. I lay back in the chair with my feet to 
the stove and watched him serve my dinner. "Get some beer from the 
cupboard, kid," I commanded, "and pour me a glass. You won't want any." 
He looked at me in surprise, did as I said but did not reply.

When he had served the dinner I came to the table and sat opposite him. 
I drank my beer and enjoyed a pretty good stew. I had finished mine 
before he was halfway through his. "Get me some more, kid," I ordered 
abruptly. He hurried to do as I said and it was clear that he was more 
than a little frightened of me. That was good! I finished my second 
plateful and left him at the table while I went back to my chair. "Make 
some fresh coffee," I commanded casually and lay back and shut my eyes. 
I dozed for a few minutes until the aroma of fresh coffee stirred me. I 
just held out my hand and he rushed across with a mug. he sat on a hard 
chair watching me warily like a mongoose watching a snake.

As I drank my coffee I began to feel nice and relaxed and I could feel 
my prick beginning to stir as I looked across at Jonathan who was 
sitting on a hard chair by the stove with his thighs tightly pressed 
together and his hands clenched on his knees. He looked very uptight. I 
was very pleased with the set-up which had endless possibilities. I 
could of course have done anything I liked to him at any time as I was 
so much more powerful. He was too afraid and uptight to put up much 
resistance. I am never crude however. I am an artist who likes to mess 
with minds as well as bodies and I felt that I was in for a good 
evening. I began to pressure him.

"What's your wife's name kid, and how old is she?" I asked casually. He 
answered before he thought. "Her name is Jane and she is twenty-two 
like me." It was time to let him know how things were going to be so 
that there was no misunderstanding. "And has Jane got big tits?" I 
asked deliberately crudely. "You can't talk about my wife like that!" 
he gasped. I sighed, got up from my chair and walked over to him. He 
cowered back. I wound the fingers of my left hand in his long soft 
blonde hair and pulled him to his feet. I began to slap his face with 
my right hand first on one cheek with the open hand and then backhanded 
across the other. I did this hard five or six times until he began to 
sob. He was pulling against my hand but I had too firm a grip in his 
hair for him to move much. I threw him back down on his hard chair and 
he sat sobbing rubbing his cheek. "We will get on much better, kid, if 
you do as you are told," I warned him. "Now, answer the question." 
There was a pause and he said reluctantly, "She has medium-sized 
breasts."

"Describe her in detail," I ordered.

He looked at me with hatred and fear in his hazel eyes. "She is about 
five-foot four with a trim figure, medium-sized breasts and nice legs."

"Has she got a nice arse?" I asked him brutally. "I think so," he 
whispered. "I think I'd like to see a picture of her," I said with 
authority. He looked at me and went to his pack which lay on the foot 
of the big bed. he took some photographs from a pocket and I thought 
that he looked furtive and uncomfortable. I glanced quickly at a series 
of photographs of a trim, conventionally pretty young brunette. She 
didn't do anything for me. I was more interested in her husband. "Have 
you got anything else of Jane's with you?" I asked, his manner having 
given him away. He looked at me sickly. "Open your pack on the bed," I 
ordered. Knowing that resistance was useless he reluctantly did as I 
had commanded. I walked over and looked through his belongings. At once 
I found what he was trying to hide. It was a yellow baby-doll shortie 
nightie with matching panties in either silk or the best sheer nylon. I 
picked it up enjoying the feel of the fabric and looked at the blushing 
young man. "And what have we here then?" I mocked. He looked down at 
his feet but did not reply. "Well?" I asked threateningly. "That's my 
wife's," he whispered, "she wore it on our wedding night. I brought it 
to remind me of her."

"We are going to be spending a lot of time together," I said, "and you 
might as well be comfortable. As I like to see my partners in sexy 
clothes why don't you put on your wife's nightie and cute little 
panties for me?" He flinched visibly at the word 'partners' and I could 
see the fear in his eyes. "I couldn't," he gasped, "I am straight and I 
couldn't wear women's clothes." I just looked at him. "Let me put it 
this way, kid," I said quietly, "if you are not out of your gear and 
into that nightie in the next five minutes the slaps you just had will 
be nothing to what you will get. I will beat you to a pulp." I took a 
drink of my coffee and lay back and shut my eyes. He reluctantly picked 
up the nightie and went into the curtained-off toilet area. A few 
minutes later I heard him emerge hesitantly. "Come over here and stand 
in front of me," I ordered. I was very pleased with his appearance. The 
hem of the nightie was just below his balls which I could see outlined 
in the tight silk panties. The bodice clung tightly to his breast 
mounds defining them clearly and his nipples and little areolae were 
prominent through the tight silk. "Yes," I thought, "you will make a 
very sexy companion for the night." Before going further physically I 
thought I would screw his mind up a bit more. "Just stand where you are 
with your hands by your sides," I said, "I want to know a bit more 
about you and Jane." He stood looking at me, visibly trembling.

"Did you fuck Jane before you were married?" I asked casually.

He blushed and said quietly, "No, of course not I respected her too 
much. She was a virgin on our wedding night."

"And how long were you engaged?" I asked. "Just over two years," he 
said miserably.

"And in all that time you never fucked her?" I said incredulously, 
"what did you do? You must have done something! Did you feel her tits 
and cunt?" He blushed furiously but knew that he would have to answer. 
From the promptness of his reply I knew that he had decided that his 
ordeal would be shortened if he told me what I wanted to know. "In the 
cinema and in other places where it was dark I used to touch her 
breasts over her clothes. I never touched her sex."

"Her cunt, you mean," I said brutally.

He nodded miserably. "Her cunt," he agreed.

"And did she ever touch your prick?" I asked.

There was a long pause. He said quietly and wretchedly, "When it was 
dark and she couldn't see me, she used to rub me through my trousers."

"Wank you, you mean," I said. He nodded. "And did she ever make you 
come?" He nodded again.

"Did you have many girlfriends before Jane?" I asked. He shook his 
head. "So that was your only experience of sex with a girl before you 
were married. Have you ever had sex with a man?" He looked at me with 
horror. "No, of course not!! I told you, I am straight. The thought of 
homosexuality repels me."

"Oh dear!" I thought, "It's just not going to be your night Jonathan!"

"Lift the hem of your nightie and turn round completely once, slowly," 
I demanded. He looked at me aghast. He must have known since I ordered 
him into the feminine attire that something was going to happen but now 
he realised that it was starting. He reluctantly raised the hem of his 
nightie displaying his panties. They clung to his prick and balls 
clearly defining them. His prick was semi-erect and about five inches 
long but not very thick. A small stain of pre-cum was evident. "You've 
got quite a sexy little prick and arse," I said, "It's time to get 
comfortable. Come over here and pull my shorts off." I raised my arse 
and he reluctantly complied looking with horrified fascination at my 
large semi-erect prick and hairy balls but quickly moving away to stand 
by the table.

I stood up and walked over to his slight, trembling figure. I put my 
hand between his legs, cupped his balls through the sexy nylon of his 
panties and began to feel him up. "Have you ever been touched up by a 
proper man?" I asked. He looked terrified. "I told you I am straight. I 
have never done anything with men before. I think that it is 
disgusting." I casually fondled his prick and balls and he became erect 
under my fingers. "What about this then?" I mocked, "Jonathan's got a 
hard-on." Looking into his long-lashed sexy hazel eyes I began to 
gently wank him. "Is this what Jane used to do?" I asked. He nodded 
miserably, biting his lower lip.

I turned him so that his back was to me and began to rub my stiffening 
prick against his plump arse. I continued to gently wank him through 
the silk panties with my right hand while I kissed his neck under his 
soft blonde hair. I put my left hand round under his arm on to his 
little tit and began to feel him, pulling him hard against me on to my 
prick. I began to twist his nipple through the nightie as I wanked him. 
He gasped and trembled in my arms. "You are a sexy little piece, 
Jonathan," I whispered into his ear, "I am going to have some fun 
tonight." He groaned again. I suddenly let him go and walked back and 
sat down leaving him standing shaking. "Get me another beer," I 
ordered, "and then come over here." He did as I commanded without delay 
and stood in front of me looking down in horror at my eight inch erect 
prick and hairy balls. "I think that it would be nice if you sat on my 
knee, don't you? I am sure that you like it when Jane sits on your 
knee. Well, you're my girl for this evening." He shook his head in 
horrified refusal. "That was not a question," I chuckled reaching for 
his reluctant hand and sitting him on my lap so that my stiff prick 
protruded between his plump thighs just below his balls. I put my arm 
round him on to his plump little breast and began to feel his tit 
again. "Suck my nipples Jonathan, do both alternately," I said 
casually.

He looked dumbstruck. "I couldn't," he whispered in horror. I just 
wound his hair in my hand and put his mouth to my hairy nipple. "Just 
get sucking," I ordered, "using your lips, teeth and tongue, the way I 
hope that you have begun to learn to suck Jane's tits." Nothing seemed 
to be happening so I gave his hair a threatening jerk. I began to feel 
him begin to suck my nipple, using his teeth to tease it and his tongue 
on the areaola. I let him get on with it and put my hand between his 
legs and began to fondle his prick and balls again. I lay back with one 
hand back on his tit and the other feeling his prick and balls while he 
unwillingly sucked my nipples, moving from one to the other. He really 
was not bad for a beginner and I began to feel waves of sensation from 
my nipples as he reluctantly sucked them. I enjoyed the feeling of his 
plump arse cheeks on my hard thighs as I looked down at my unwilling 
partner. I moved his head from my nipple and looked into his eyes.

"Let's see if Jane has taught you how to kiss properly," I said. His 
eyes widened but without giving him time to protest, or even think I 
put one hand behind his head and pulled him to me. He gasped. I put my 
tongue to his lips and gently but insistently pressured him until, 
despite himself, his lips parted. I took possession of his mouth, 
treating him as I would a sexy girl. I gave him a long deep kiss, 
sucking on his tongue and exploring his cheeks and gums with my 
demanding tongue. He sat trembling and blushing on my lap as I 
continued my long deep kiss, my hand cupping his balls. His prick was 
stiff against the silk of his panties. I moved my hand from his balls 
to his tits and began to fondle his plump breast mounds through his 
nightie occasionally twisting his nipples. He gasped into my mouth 
against the kiss. I moved my lips from his and looked into his blushing 
face. "Well, you're a sexy little piece, Jonathan," I said mockingly, 
"you'll do very nicely for tonight." My fingers were getting sweaty 
from his balls so I moved my hand further back and slid a finger up the 
leg of his panties straight up his arse.

He went rigid with shock. "You just can't do that," he gasped, "you 
just can't! It's so perverted." I just laughed and gave his arse a 
quick gentle finger-fuck before I pushed him off my lap. "Go and get me 
another beer and go and lie down on the bed." His resistance seemed at 
an end for the present and he did as I told him without comment. I went 
over to the big bed and stretched out beside him. I lay propped up on 
the pillows drinking my beer and looking at my blushing partner.

"You and Jane had so little sex before you were married that you must 
have done quite a lot of wanking," I remarked conversationally. He 
blushed deeper. "Well?" I asked. He nodded dumbly. "Every day?" I 
asked.

"Most days," he whispered.

"Good," I said, "you should be an expert. I feel like a nice wank. Just 
get on and toss me off." He took one look at me and realised that 
resistance would be useless. As I lay back and drank my beer my 
terrified young companion began to toss me off. He was really quite 
good at it, rapidly working up a nice rhythm while looking at my big 
stiff prick in horrified fascination. "Feel my balls with your other 
hand," I ordered and he hastened to comply. I just relaxed back and 
enjoyed my beer while the frightened straight young husband dressed in 
his wife's sexy honeymoon nightie lay wanking me and fondling my big 
hairy balls. He looked utterly humiliated. I put my beer down and 
motioned him towards me. I made him come to me and I began to give him 
another deep kiss while he was wanking me. He must have realised by now 
that he was helpless because all the fight seemed to have gone out of 
him although I would be surprised though if more compulsion would not 
be needed before the end of the night. I released his lips. "Take your 
panties off Jonathan," I ordered, "they are going to be in the way." 
Without comment he slid them down his plump legs and dropped them on 
the floor. I lay and looked into his eyes while I fondled his bare, 
almost hairless balls and his stiff little prick. I nodded downwards 
and he recommenced tossing me off as expertly as before.

I looked calculatingly at Jonathan who looked back warily. "Did Jane 
suck you off on your wedding night?" I asked.

He looked shocked. "Certainly not, I would never ask her to do such a 
dirty thing."

"I'm sorry you feel like that," I chuckled, "because I want you to suck 
me off now."

"I couldn't," he whispered, "I just couldn't, I'd be sick. You can't 
make me do that. I won't. It is what queers do." I just smiled. "It is 
what proper girls do for their men," I said firmly, "now start licking 
my prick and balls." He shuddered and shrank away from me beginning to 
cry. "I just can't," he sobbed.

"Oh, I think you can, Jonathan," I said, putting one hand round his 
shoulders and moving his face towards my sweaty groin. Even now he 
tried to pull back as he smelt the male tang of my sweat. "I don't want 
to have to slap you," I warned. I felt his breath on my balls and the 
softness of his tongue as he began to lick me. I put my hand on his 
soft blonde hair and pressed his head into my groin. "Lick me harder," 
I commanded harshly, "go all over my prick and balls."

I relaxed back, enjoying the sensation while he cleaned up my sweaty 
balls and stiff prick with his reluctant tongue but I noticed that he 
was carefully avoiding the threatening swell of my knobhead. "Time to 
put a stop to this," I thought. "Jonathan," I said gently. He looked up 
at me, clearly hoping that I was going to let him stop. He should be so 
lucky! "You have cleaned up my sweat nicely and it feels much better." 
He was quietly crying. "Now take the end of my prick into your mouth 
and suck me off."

He looked hopelessly at me. "Please don't make me do this," he begged, 
"I'll do anything."

"Just do it," I snapped and watched him take a prick between his lips 
for the first time. I reached down and put my hand on his soft blonde 
hair pushing his mouth firmly on to my prick. "Toss me off gently into 
your mouth," I ordered, "and suck my in time as you wank. Look at me 
while you are doing it and don't dare move your eyes from mine. Just 
keep on sucking me off until I tell you that you can stop." He got the 
message very quickly and before long I was looking down at my new 
little cocksucker with his lips firmly closed around my thick shaft, 
his wide hazel eyes fixed on mine, tossing me off into his mouth and 
giving me a really pretty competent blowjob. "Every so often, Jonathan, 
pause in sucking but keep on wanking. Draw your lips back so that only 
about an inch of my prick is in your mouth and run your soft tongue 
over the bottom rim of my knobhead." He complied and a delicious wave 
of sensation flooded through me. "That's wonderful, Jonathan darling. 
You are a really good little cocksucker." He mechanically went back to 
tossing me off into his mouth and sucking me off with just the right 
degree of suction as the blush deepened on his cheeks. I just lay back 
and watched him humiliating himself as he sucked off a man for the 
first time enjoying the repugnance and fear in his eyes. He was doing 
such a good job that I could feel the pressure beginning to build again 
in my balls. I let him carry on sucking me off as the warmth built up. 
He knew that something was about to happen and I saw his eyes widen. I 
put my hand on his neck under his blonde hair holding his mouth firmly 
on my prick and pushing further until he was taking about four inches. 
"Just keep on sucking me off," I ordered harshly. The pressure built 
and I felt my prick spasm as I shot a load of hot cum into his 
reluctant mouth. He did not dare to move but looked wide-eyed with 
horror at me, he mouth firmly clamped on my softening prick.

I lay back and let him remove his mouth from my prick. A small stream 
of white cum ran down from one corner. He grabbed for a towel from 
beside the bed and rubbed his mouth furiously. "You filthy animal!" he 
gasped. I just laughed. "That's what you will make Jane do to you if 
you have any sense," I said, "if a wife sucks her husband off every day 
it tends to keep her in her place. I need to relax, go and get me 
another beer." He did as I asked clearly feeling that anything was 
preferable to being on the bed with me. I noticed with amusement that 
he quickly cleaned his teeth. I indicated to the bed by my side and he 
reluctantly lay down.

I lay on my elbow looking into his frightened eyes. Putting my hand 
under the hem of his silk nightie I began to feel him again. As usual, 
despite himself, he rapidly became stiff under my fingers. "Have you 
ever had a man up your arse?" I asked casually. He looked absolutely 
thunderstruck. "I told you I am straight and I have never been with a 
man. You can't do that to me." I just laughed. "If there is one thing I 
am good at, it is breaking in virgins," I said, "tonight is your night 
Jonathan." He began to cry, great racking sobs. "Pull your heels up to 
your arse and spread your thighs," I ordered brusquely. He mutely did 
as I commanded and I put a small pillow under his arse raising it and 
giving me good access. I could see the dimple of his little arse hole 
behind his dangling balls. All this time I was gently wanking his stiff 
little prick. He looked at me in mute horror, sobbing convulsively. "I 
think that we will need quite a lot of lubrication for your little 
arse," I said conversationally as I increased the tempo of the wank. 
Despite himself he gave a groan through his sobs and came all over his 
stomach.

"That will do nicely," I said and moved to kneel between Jonathan's 
legs with my knees pressing his splayed thighs further apart. I 
casually put my fingers in the cum on his plump little belly and he 
gasped loudly as I transferred it to my prick making sure that it was 
nice and greasy. I took more of his cum on my fingers and began to 
smear Jonathan's arse.

He gave a loud sob. "Please don't, you can't, it's horrible," he 
pleaded.

With no more messing about I put the head of my big stiff pick against 
Jonathan's virgin arse and gently pushed. He looked up at me, sobbing 
quietly and biting his bottom lip. Suddenly I felt the muscle give and 
the head of my prick entered his arse. I pushed it in about two inches 
and he gave a deep shuddering gasp. I lay more forward so that we were 
almost in the missionary position and I began to fondle his plump 
little chest. I could feel his nipple pressing against my palm through 
the nylon so I took it between finger and thumb and began to slowly 
twist it. He was sobbing loudly. Suddenly I felt the walls of his arse 
become much more moist, compliant and relaxed and I slowly pushed until 
I was sheathed in him to my balls. I lay on him, holding his nipple and 
looked into his eyes. "I have just taken your virginity, Jonathan," I 
said, "and it wasn't difficult was it? You didn't put up much of a 
struggle, I must say!" He closed his eyes, shaking. I gently slapped 
his cheek. "Open your eyes, and keep them fixed on mine," I snapped. I 
began to kiss him while I felt his nipple and began to fuck him more 
vigorously using all of my prick. His eyes widened and he began to pant 
under my lips. I took my lips from his and looked into his eyes, "Put 
your legs round my back," I said, "and start moving your hips. I am 
doing all the work here." His terrified eyes stared into mine as tears 
began to stream from his eyes but he reluctantly wrapped his plump legs 
around me just above my arse and began to pull me into him. His hips 
began to move with me and we began a nice slow rhythmical deep and 
satisfying fuck. He was gasping with each stroke of my prick. He 
clasped me with his thighs as tightly as any girl and his hips moved 
sweetly in rhythm to my deep thrusts. I lifted myself a little so that 
I could get my hands on his chest and I began to feel him again playing 
with his nipples while I fucked him. "You have quite a pretty pair of 
little tits here, you know," I said to him. He blushed furiously.

All this time his legs were clasped round me and I was fucking him 
hard. I looked into his eyes. "Are you enjoying this?" He was silent. 
"Come on," I said. He hesitated then suddenly gasped in a high-pitched 
breathy voice, "No, I hate it. You know I am not gay and you are 
forcing me. I think that you are horrible." He had stopped sobbing and 
was looking up at me with hatred and fear in his hazel eyes. I moved up 
to his lips still twisting his nipple gently. "Kiss me Jonathan, I am 
going to come inside you." With no more ado I pressed his lips on his 
and pushed my tongue imperiously into his soft mouth sucking on his 
tongue. I began to slowly increase the vigour of my strokes and I could 
smell him sweating under me. I felt the familiar tingle begin in my 
balls and my cock hardened as the ejaculation approached although as I 
had come into his mouth not long before I was able to last a bit 
longer. I shot a load of cum deep up his arse and just lay still on 
him, feeling his cute little tits and kissing his soft full lips. His 
unclasped his legs from my sweaty hips legs and lay impaled on my 
softening prick a well-fucked deflowered virgin.

I pulled my prick from his arse and lay down on my back with my hands 
behind my head. Jonathan lay with his knees splayed out in a state of 
shock from the experience he had just endured. I thought that it was 
time to wake him up. As I had a slave for the night, why not make use 
of him? The hut was very hot and after our exertions we were both 
stinking with sweat. I didn't care much but it was a great chance to 
further humiliate my young companion. "Get over here," I commanded. He 
looked at me with dead eyes. "Don't make me have to come and get you," 
I said with some menace. He moved across the bed towards me, holding 
the hem of his nightie down over his soft prick. "Fucking you has made 
me all sweaty," I said conversationally, "it's your job to lick it all 
off, starting with my prick and balls." He looked at me with horror. "I 
am getting tired of telling you things twice," I said, "any more 
hesitation and you'll go over my knee and I'll spank you until you 
can't sit down for a week." I felt his breath on my balls and then his 
tongue as he began to clean me up. I lay back and drank my beer, 
looking down at the frightened young man.

"When you've finished my balls, get up here and suck my tits for a 
while," I said. "We are not finished yet so you can give me a nice wank 
to get me ready for you again." He reluctantly moved up and began to 
suck my tits and I felt his soft hand tossing off my semi-erect prick 
It would take a while to get me ready again but I was in no hurry. I 
lay back drinking my beer, enjoying the sensations from my tits, while 
he worked on my sweaty body. I put my hand in his hair and lifted his 
head from my tit, bringing his lips to mine. I lay kissing him with 
authority while he carried on tossing off my soft prick. I could see 
the resignation in his hazel eyes as he submitted to my caresses. I 
took my lips from his and said quietly, "My armpits are all sweaty, get 
in there and lick them out."

"I can't, it will make me sick," he quavered. I sighed and slapped him 
hard across the cheek. He looked at me in horror, the marks of my 
fingers clearly visible on his pale skin. "I warned you," I said, "if 
you don't want more, just get on with it." He lifted my arm and began 
to lick out my armpit, shuddering gently and quietly sobbing, all the 
time continuing to toss me off. I let him move to the other side and do 
that one as well. I was beginning to feel much fresher now but I could 
tell that the wank was not doing much for me. I clearly needed a rest 
to get my strength back.

"OK kid," I said harshly, "You can stop tossing me off, it isn't doing 
any good yet. Make me some coffee and some sandwiches. Don't worry 
about anything for you, you don't deserve any." He did not look at me 
but rushed off to the stove to do as I had said. I could see the sheer 
nylon sticking to his sweaty body and clinging to his arse-cheeks, 
outlining the cleft of his plump arse. He brought my coffee and stood 
uncertainly by the bed. I patted the covers. "Come back to bed 
darling," I said maliciously. He blushed at the endearment but did as I 
ordered.

"Fucking you has made my arse all sweaty," I said conversationally, 
"just get down there and clean it up." I lay back, spread my thighs 
wider and pushed a cushion under my arse so that he had complete access 
to my hairy hole. "Oh God!" he gasped, "you can't want me to do that. 
It is completely perverted. No one would do it."

"You will Jonathan," I said, "you know what I will do to you if you 
give me any trouble." He reluctantly moved down between my thighs and 
with a sob moved his head forward behind my balls and I felt him begin 
to lick my perineum, moving reluctantly towards my sweaty arse. I put 
my hand on his head and pulled him firmly between my thighs until I 
felt his lips on my arsehole. "Now just kiss my hole, running your 
tongue around the rim and pushing it as deeply up me as you can." He 
sobbed but complied and I relaxed back as he sucked and kissed my 
sweaty hole pushing his hot tongue deep inside me. He was crying 
quietly. The sensation was incredible as I looked down at the 
completely straight young blonde man dressed in a cute nightie between 
my spread thighs sucking, kissing firmly and deeply tonguing my sweaty 
arse. I lay back and watched him as he humiliated himself, destroying 
the last vestiges of his self-respect, enjoying the sensations that 
spread from my arse hole through my body. I made him do it for what 
must have seemed hours to him but I was enjoying it too much to let him 
stop. Finally I patted him on the head. "That's fine, Jonathan, my hole 
is nice and clean now. You can go back to sucking me off." He quickly 
moved from my arse, looked up into my eyes, and took my soft prick deep 
into his hot mouth between his lips. He began to automatically toss me 
off as he sucked me. I put my hand on his head and gently moved it back 
and forwards so that he was fucking my prick with his mouth but I 
wasn't getting hard. I took my hand away and he continued nursing at my 
soft prick with his sweet young mouth his head bobbing backwards and 
forwards. He had become a natural cocksucker in a short time. I looked 
down at the humiliated husband with his sweet lips around my soft 
prick. "Still think you're straight then?" I mocked. He shuddered, 
tears rolling down his flushed cheeks. I just lay and relaxed drinking 
my coffee and eating my sandwiches while Jonathan worked on my soft 
prick with his hot young mouth.

I decided that I had had it for the present and it was getting late 
anyway. "Time to crash out," I said, "blow out the lamp and let's get 
some sleep." He pulled his lips from my prick as though it was hot and 
went and blew out the lamp. The hut was now lit only by the soft red 
glow of the stove. I could hear the storm outside and wondered if we 
should be able to leave in the morning. It sounded fierce. I ignored 
Jonathan and turning away from him settled down to sleep. Before I 
dropped off I heard him sobbing quietly as he cried himself to sleep. I 
had turned his world upside down in a few short hours!

I awoke sometime later in the warm hut. I could smell the sweat from my 
young bedmate as I heard him breathing deeply as he slept. I would not 
have been surprised to find him awake and crying. He was lying on his 
back. I was beginning to feel like some more fun so I put my hand on 
his prick and gently felt it's soft length before moving down to fondle 
his balls. I moved back to his little prick and began to give him a 
gentle wank. Even although he was asleep he stiffened under my fingers. 
I tossed him off a little harder and he awoke with a deep gasp. "Oh 
God!" he whispered, "not again! Please leave me alone." I laughed 
quietly.

"I feel ready for some more fun. You know how I like it so get down 
there and suck my arse while you toss me off and get me ready."

"I can't," he sobbed, "please don't make me." I just squeezed his balls 
until he gasped with pain. "Please don't," he pleaded, holding my 
wrist.

"Just get on with it then," I ordered, turning my back to him. I felt 
his breath on my arse and he parted my cheeks. He put his lips to my 
hole and began to suck it, pushing his tongue up inside me. A wave of 
sensation spread to my balls and prick which rapidly hardened. I felt 
his soft hand on my knob and he began to expertly toss me off while 
vigorously tonguing and sucking my sweaty arse. I turned to him and 
simply pushed my stiff prick between his lips and he automatically 
began to suck me off. He was becoming very well trained. I lay in the 
darkness enjoying the feel of his soft mouth enveloping my stiff prick. 
I let him suck me off for a while and then, grasping him by the hair I 
roughly pulled him up my body until we were face to face. I could feel 
his gasping breathing on my cheek. "I feel like a fuck, Jonathan," I 
said, "so get on your back and spread your legs." His will was broken 
and he spread his thighs compliantly. I moved between his legs and 
shoved the whole eight inches straight up his arse, still moist from my 
earlier cum until I was buried up him to the balls. I didn't have to 
say anything. He clasped me with his plump thighs and began to move 
with me as I roughly shagged the arse off him. His plump little body 
made a lovely ride but I was not worried about prolonging it. I fucked 
him until I felt the warmth flooding my body spreading out from my 
balls and I shot another load of hot cum up his young arse. I pulled my 
prick out almost at once, turned my back on him and settled down to 
sleep. I could hear him sobbing in the darkness.

When I awoke it was still dark and I had a raging hard-on. I looked 
across at Jonathan and I saw his eyes open in the light of the stove. 
"Get on with it, cocksucker," was all I had to say and he obediently 
moved down the bed and began to give me a nice blow-job. I just lay and 
relaxed, slowly waking up while he sucked me off. The weather seemed 
better and I could not hear the wind. I let him suck me until I felt 
the tell-tale warmth in my balls and then I motioned him up the bed. I 
took him in my arms and gave him a searching kiss, tasting my cum on 
his lips while slipping a hand behind him and beginning to finger-fuck 
his wet arse which was noticeably slacker than it had been. I fucked 
him with two fingers as I was kissing him without causing him obvious 
discomfort. When I was fully awake I released him. "OK, kid, make some 
coffee for me and then get on and make my breakfast. There's some stuff 
in my pack." I lay and watched him as he lit the lamp and made my 
coffee. Soon the smell of frying bacon and eggs began to fill the warm 
hut. He made a cute little figure in his crumpled and sweaty silk 
nightie as he bustled around making my breakfast. I finished my coffee 
and as I still had a raging hard-on I thought I would have a last fuck 
before I ate.

I got up and moved behind him, putting one hand round him to fondle his 
balls and the other on his tit which I squeezed firmly. "I fancy a 
fuck, Jonathan. Just the thing to work up an appetite. Put my breakfast 
in the oven for a while." I released him and watched him obey me while 
emitting a hopeless, helpless sob. I went and sat on one of the hard 
kitchen chairs. He turned from the oven and stood looking at me. 
"Please, no, not again," he whimpered. I motioned him towards me and, 
taking his hand, I drew him to me so that he was standing facing me 
with his thighs outside mine and his arse cheeks spread. I knew that 
his arse was moist from just finger-fucking him so I pulled him closer 
giving me good access to his greasy hole and pressed my thighs against 
his so that he was forced to spread his legs wider, opening his arse to 
my prick. "Guide my knob into your arse Jonathan," I ordered. He gave a 
convulsive sob but compliantly took my stiff prick in his little hand 
and brought it to his spread arse cheeks. I put my hands on his waist 
and pulled him down on to me, smoothly pushing my big stiff prick right 
up his greasy reluctant arse. He gave a gasp of pain and anguish but it 
was too late. I was in him to the balls and it felt great. The moist 
sweaty walls of his arse gripped my prick sweetly.

As I was so much taller than he was, sitting astride me he could easily 
reach my nipples. I moved his face to my sweaty chest. "Get sucking," I 
ordered, "and fuck me using your legs to push." I felt his lips 
quiescent on my nipple. I slapped his arse suddenly and hard. He 
gasped. "Get sucking," I repeated, "and move your sexy little bum." I 
began to feel waves of sensation from my erect nipple as he began to 
move on my prick. He quickly got the hang of the rhythm but I 
controlled his movements until I had him giving me a deep satisfying 
slow fuck while pleasuring my stiff nipple with his hot reluctant 
pouting young lips. I was enjoying myself and I just sat while the 
unhappy husband moved rhythmically on my stiff prick and sucked first 
one hard nipple and then the other as I directed his head. I felt his 
hot lips drawing harder on my hard sensitive nipple as I fucked deep 
into his now yielding arse. The heat built up in my balls and I drew 
Jonathan's head up. I looked into his defeated eyes, pulled his lips to 
mine and gave him a slow deep sexy kiss while I shot my load into his 
soft arse. I relaxed, cuddling the sweaty young body in my arms and 
fondling his plump buttocks through the silk as my prick softened. I 
slowly pulled my semi-erect prick from his arse. He gasped as I pushed 
him to his feet. His face was beaded with sweat, his nightie clinging 
to him and his hair was lank. He stood in front of me with cum running 
down his thighs. I indicated a chair. "Get me my breakfast and go and 
sit over there." He meekly complied and stiffly sat watching me across 
the table as I began my breakfast. I did not offer to let him eat or 
drink.

When I had finished eating I looked out of the window. It was a crisp 
morning with light snow and almost no wind so I decided to push on to 
the summit. I had a wash, packed my gear and dressed in my high 
altitude kit, finally pulling on my boots. All this time Jonathan was 
sitting, thighs clenched together in his sticky nightie watching me 
tensely. I put on my pack and moved to the door. At last I looked at 
him. "So long, kid," I said, "I hope you get down OK. I'll be back in 
Grindelwald in a couple of days and I may call on you and Jane." I 
closed the door of the hut on his horrified look and moved across the 
snowfield towards the north ridge.

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Part 2

After I left Andrea and Gillian in the valley (see 'Andrea and Gillian, 
Part III') I flew to Zurich and picked up my hired car for the fast 
drive into the mountains to Grindelwald. I knew from my last visit that 
Jonathan and Jane were on the last week of their honeymoon and I 
intended to make it memorable for them. It had already been memorable 
for Jonathan! (see 'The Climbing Hut'). I arrived late in the afternoon 
in the picturesque little town and I went straight to the chalet that I 
maintained there. It was in the valley below the town with the great 
north face of the Eiger looming above and on the left the shattered 
treacherous peak of the Schreckhorn.

Although I had come to see Jonathan and Jane and this would be the 
highlight of my stay it would not take me more than a couple of days to 
accomplish what I had planned there. I still had two days and the lure 
of climbing was too strong to resist. It was many years since I had 
attempted the Schreckhorn and I had always been beaten by the weather. 
The weather looked set fair for the next couple of days. In the morning 
I would climb the two thousand feet to the Climbing Hut and rest up 
overnight. If I found a suitable climbing partner at the hut who was 
willing we would try a rapid ascent of the Schreckhorn, up and down in 
one day. If there was no one there I would have a quiet afternoon, do 
some free climbing on the granite wall above the hut and the next 
morning I would come down to keep my appointment with Jonathan and 
Jane. I looked around at the sky and the low cloud on the Eiger. The 
cloud extended as low as the White Spider which I could just see and I 
checked the weather forecast. All was set fair for the morning. There 
was only one thing more I needed to do and I was sure that that would 
be easy.

After the experience that Jonathan had had I doubted very much whether 
they would be still at the same hotel! I walked the short distance into 
the attractive little town and bought some stuff for supper, fresh 
bread and cheese and the special ice cold fresh creamy milk that I 
always associated with this pretty spot. I went to the hotel, the 
address of which I had obtained during my night with Jonathan the week 
previously and I checked with the reception desk. Sure enough they had 
checked out but I had no difficulty in obtaining their address by 
pretending to be a relative. They had rented a chalet for a week 
secluded in the trees about ten minutes walk from my chalet. I laughed 
quietly to myself. Jonathan certainly had little enough imagination if 
he felt that he had protected himself and Jane from my threatened 
return visit by such a feeble manoeuvre!

I went in to my chalet as the darkness began to fall and had a light 
supper as I sat in my big picture window overlooking the valley. I 
watched the sky darken and the stars begin to shyly appear among the 
low clouds. There was no moon and the wind whistled eerily through the 
trees around the chalet. I finished my supper, had a last drink and 
went bed to sleep soundly, waking early while it was still dark.

I had a light but nourishing breakfast and dressed with care for the 
mountain, packing a rucksack with enough provisions for two days in 
case the weather kept me at the hut. I left my chalet and after about 
four hours of leisurely climbing during which I did not meet anyone, a 
bad omen if I hoped to find a companion for an attempt on the 
Schreckhorn, I reached the ridge above the valley in which stood the 
Climbing Hut. I knew this area so well!! The weather was beginning to 
close in, the clouds were very low scudding past me in a vicious wind 
and it had begun to snow fairly heavily. Clearly I was not going to get 
any higher today and as my time was limited, yet again the Schreckhorn 
would have to wait. I looked down at the Climbing Hut below me. I was 
standing in the shelter of a small ridge on the shoulder of the lower 
part of the north ridge of the Eiger and the mountain hut was in a 
small valley about a hundred feet below me. The weather was really 
starting to deteriorate. It was beginning to get darker although it was 
still only early afternoon and the snow was starting to become much 
heavier with thick flossy flakes. Without doubt it was time to find 
shelter. As I made my way across the snow to the hut I could see a 
faint yellow light in the window so, as last time, I should have 
company. I shook the snow from my boots, pushed open the door and 
entered the hut and looked around me with interest. A blast of warm air 
greeted me from the fire in the stove and I was pleased to smell the 
rich aroma of coffee in the air.

At first I thought that there was only one occupant of the hut. This 
was a woman of about twenty who was sitting beside the fire. She looked 
round at me and gave a start. Her eyes widened a little. She was a 
rather pretty brunette with quite long lustrous dark hair reaching more 
than halfway down her back. I could not see the details of her figure 
as she was wearing loose trousers and a very baggy sweater but she 
looked pretty trim. I smiled reassuringly at her and she gave a 
tremulous smile in return, clearly very nervous. Just then from behind 
the curtain that hid the small sink and toilet a second, much younger, 
woman appeared. She and her companion were very similar in features 
although the second woman, hardly more than a girl really, had rather 
shorter hair streaked a lightish blonde. She was dressed the same 
though, hiding the lines of what looked like a rather slim figure from 
what I could see. The two were so alike that they were clearly sisters.

As this was Switzerland I greeted them courteously in German. They 
looked anxiously at one another and answered me in English so I 
switched to that language and introduced myself. They told me that 
their names were Joanne and Penny and they were immediately warm and 
friendly. Their mother should have warned them about strange men in 
Climbing Huts!!! They bustled about getting me coffee as I took off my 
boots and anorak. I sat beside the fire and looked at my pretty 
companions. We could all hear the wind howling around the hut and it 
must have been clear to them that we would not get down that day. The 
three of us were going to be there for the night.. I went to the window 
and looked out. It was now dark and snowing very heavily. We should 
have no additions to our numbers so it was just the three of us. My 
mind began to spin a merry web of fantasy for the next few hours. As I 
had only recently left Andrea and Gillian I was still pleasantly 
stimulated and I considered myself lucky to have found two such 
appealing young companions. I doubted very much that in a few hours 
they would think that they had been as lucky!!

I relaxed by the fire, taking command immediately of the only 
comfortable chair as I had done when I was here with Jonathan and 
watched the girls making supper. They were a rather attractive pair. 
The older woman with the longer hair, Joanne, was wearing a rather 
thinner sweater and as she moved I saw the swell of her breasts move 
under the soft clinging cloth. She really was very well made indeed. 
Her younger sister, Penny, was rather more slightly built and her 
breasts made barely perceptible mounds in the front of her thick 
woollen sweater. When the girls had served the supper we had a pleasant 
quick light meal and I went back to sit by the fire while they cleared 
it away. Finally they came and sat on two hard kitchen-style chairs by 
the fire opposite to me. I decided not to give them a chance to settle 
but said immediately,

"All right, girls, where are we all going to sleep tonight. There is 
only one bed." They looked anxiously at each other and clearly this 
problem had crossed their minds also. Joanne, who seemed the more 
confident of the two said hesitatingly,

"We could sleep in the bed and you could have the chair." I looked at 
them and laughed.

"I don't think so," I said, "you can't expect me to sit up in the chair 
all night while you two are playing with each other under the covers." 
They both went pale and gasped.

"How dare you! We would never do such a thing!!" Penny stuttered. I 
just laughed a little more.

"A likely story," I said, "you two have slept together before and you 
cannot expect me to believe that you have never touched each other! You 
can't expect me to believe that you are virgins at your age." The girls 
looked at one another. Finally Joanne said,

"You can't say things like that to us! We are sisters, of course we 
have slept together, but we have never touched each other. That would 
be really perverted." I thought that it was time to let them know how 
things were going to be.

"We are going to be here till morning," I said conversationally, "and 
no-one else is going to come. So we are going to get along together. 
That means that you two will do everything I say or I will have to hurt 
you. I don't want to hurt you but I will if I have to. Now, are we 
going to get along together?" The girls looked at one another but did 
not answer.

"I think that it is time that I saw what you really look like," I said 
quietly, "take off your sweaters." They looked at one another in 
horror, realising that the invasion of their persons was beginning but 
they had no means of knowing how far it would go before the night was 
over. Joanne made a show of resistance.

"We won't do any such thing," she said sharply, "and if you touch us or 
hurt us you will be really sorry." I sighed. I did not like physical 
threats, it was all too crude, but so often a brief show of physical 
strength at the beginning is all that is necessary and then mental 
domination is much easier, and to me ultimately more satisfying. I got 
up suddenly and walked over to Joanne, twisting my hand in her long 
soft dark hair. I slowly increased the pressure until her head was bent 
back and she was looking up at me as I stood over her. In this 
uncomfortable position I was interested to see that her prominent 
breasts bulged enticingly against the front of her thin sweater. I 
looked down into her uncertain eyes and was pleased and reassured to 
see the fear deep down in there. This was not going to be difficult 
after all.

"If you don't take your sweaters off right now without any more messing 
about," I said conversationally, "I will thrash your sexy little arses 
with my belt and you will not sit down comfortably for the rest of your 
holiday. Now do it!" I looked down into Joanne's frightened eyes and I 
caressed her soft cheek before slowly putting my finger to her lips. 
She reached up with her little hand and grasped mine but she was unable 
to stop me. I still had a hand twisted in her hair and I bent her head 
more painfully further back so that she was looking up at the ceiling. 
My index finger brushed against the softness of her lips and I held her 
frightened uncertain eyes with my steady hypnotic gaze. Joanne tried to 
shake her head and I could see the pearl of a tear at the corner of her 
eye but she was trying not to cry for her sister's sake. I inserted my 
index finger like a substitute prick into the soft warmth of her mouth. 
Her eyes widened in horror and a tear ran from the corner of her eye 
across her soft cheek.

"Suck my finger, Joanne," I ordered and the frightened helpless woman 
began to obey me. I knew then that I had won. I slowly moved my finger 
in and out of her reluctant mouth as I smiled down into her horrified 
face.

"In a little while I will give you something much nicer to suck," I 
said quietly. I felt her shudder as I looked across to see her young 
sister watching us with horrified fascination. I tightened my grip on 
the helpless woman's hair as I rubbed my finger across the roof of her 
mouth feeling the delicate ridges of her palate. "Now this is your last 
chance," I said quietly, "just do as I tell you or I will really hurt 
you." I took my finger from her soft mouth and released her hair and I 
went back to my chair and sat down. I looked at the two women. "Well?" 
I said, warningly.

The two sisters looked at each other and then back at me. Joanne 
reluctantly pulled her sweater over her head and pulled her arms out of 
the sleeves. She held the garment in front of her concealing her 
breasts. Penny sat motionless watching her older sister. I looked at 
her with a smile.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" I said, "now put the sweater on the 
floor and sit up straight with your hands by your sides." It said a lot 
for the dominance I had achieved with so little apparent physical force 
that Joanne looked at her sister and then at me before putting the 
sweater slowly and reluctantly on the floor and sitting erect in her 
chair with her hands by her sides. She looked at me defiantly. I looked 
across at Penny. "Your turn," I said. Penny looked at her sister 
helplessly and stripped off her sweater putting it immediately on the 
floor. They were both wearing trousers and thin tee-shirts through 
which I could see the straps of their bras. There figures made an 
interesting and enticing contrast. Joanne was a little taller, about 
three or four years older and with a much fuller figure than her 
slighter younger sister. I made no secret of the fact that I was 
examining them closely. I took my time and their anxiety continued to 
build.

I studied Joanne first. She was about five feet eight and appeared to 
have a very shapely body. I decided that I needed to see it to better 
advantage and in addition, to humiliate her a little more in front of 
her young sister. I motioned to her.

"Stand up, Joanne," I said. She immediately complied, looking at me, 
the fear evident in her eyes. "Now," I said, "I'd like to see you more 
closely. Take off your trousers." She looked at her young sister and 
gasped.

"I couldn't," she said, "please leave us alone. We haven't done 
anything to you." I began to leisurely and obviously take my belt off 
as I smiled at her significantly. Her trembling hands dropped to the 
waistband of her trousers and she reluctantly undid the buttons. I just 
continued to look at her and she peeled the trousers down her slender 
legs and stepped out of them.

"Now the tee-shirt," I said, taking a malicious pleasure in humiliating 
her by demonstrating her obvious helplessness as I made her strip in 
front of her young sister. Her resistance seemed to have crumbled. She 
stripped the tee shirt over her head and stood with her hands crossed 
over her breasts. "Put your hands by your sides, Joanne," I ordered. 
She did so and I gave her a leisurely inspection. She was dressed only 
in a pale blue half cup bra which left most of her large firm breasts 
bare and a pair of skimpy high cut matching panties through which I 
could clearly see the dark little nest of her pubic hair. I took my 
time looking her over. She had a long slender elegant neck arising from 
firm shapely shoulders which supported a really magnificent pair of 
breasts encased in the thin sexy silk bra through which the cones of 
her nipples were very evident. Her chest narrowed to a slim waist 
before broadening to a pair of nice roomy hips and a cute little 
stomach, relatively flat, but with an appealing curviness. "Turn round 
slowly," I ordered, embarrassing her further in front of her young 
sister, and again she did as I asked without protest. She seemed almost 
hypnotised. I looked approvingly at the firm swelling of her plump 
bottom. She really had the cutest arse encased in the thin panties 
which left nothing to the imagination.

"Right, Joanne," I said, "very pretty. You can stay like that for a 
while.. Get on and make me some more coffee." I watched with pleasure 
as the scantily-clad young brunette went to do my bidding. I took the 
coffee from her trembling hand and nodded towards the table. "Clear 
that lot away and get on with the washing-up," I ordered. I enjoyed the 
sight of the young girl in her very brief sexy underwear with her back 
to me at the sink. She really did have a well-made bottom. The 
temptation was too much. I put my coffee down on the little table by my 
chair and got up. As I crossed to the sink Penny shrank back from me. I 
smiled to myself. I went quietly up behind Joanne and blew gently on 
her ear. She jumped with shock. I put my hands on either side of her 
holding the sink so that she was trapped between my arms and I moved 
closer to her pushing her against the sink until I could feel the soft 
swell of the globes of her firm young bottom against my groin. I kissed 
her on the neck and she shuddered. I could smell the faint sweat of her 
fear and, as always this turned me on more. Without touching her 
further but just caressing her bottom with my groin I whispered into 
her ear, but loudly enough so that Penny could hear,

"Are you a virgin, Joanne?" She blushed violently and I could feel her 
begin to shake. She looked across at her terrified but fascinated young 
sister.

"Please don't make me tell you," she begged, "I'll do anything if you 
will only leave us alone." I laughed.

"You'll both do anything anyway," I said harshly, "now answer me, are 
you a virgin?" The blushing brunette looked across helplessly at her 
sister and the blush deepened on her cheek, spreading to her 
shoulders."

"No," she whispered wretchedly, "I have been engaged for two years and 
my fianc and I have had sex." Penny gasped, clearly this was news to 
her.. I put my hands on the waist of the trembling young brunette.

"Well, you have been a naughty girl, haven't you," I chuckled. I moved 
my hands gently up from her waist until they were on her chest with the 
thumbs just brushing the lower edge of her tightly-filled bra cups. I 
could feel her shaking as I pressed my groin into her sexy full bottom. 
I kissed her neck and deliberately moved my hands up on to her breasts 
cupping the full firm globes through the delicate fabric of her thin 
bra. She groaned. I began to deliberately and thoroughly feel her, 
moulding her sexy breasts in my hands. I kissed her neck again and 
carried on fondling her firm, full globes. Despite herself I could feel 
her nipples hardening under my palms and making distinct stiff little 
cones in the thin fabric of the bra. She seemed to have very prominent 
sensitive nipples. She had such lovely breasts that I was in no hurry. 
I continued kneading and moulding her soft pliant flesh in my marauding 
hands and her breathing began to quicken. Her nipples were now like 
little bullets in my palms. Her trembling increased as I pressed my 
groin into her bottom and I began to smell the distinct and 
unmistakable excited-girl smell.

I looked across at her frightened sister as I fondled Joanne. She was 
watching with her mouth hanging open. I was fairly sure that she was a 
virgin and probably sexually very inexperienced. Despite her fear she 
was fascinated with what I was doing to her older sister. I studied the 
younger girl. Although she had a slighter figure than her sister she 
was more well-made than I had initially thought. She was wearing a thin 
tee-shirt against which the sweet swellings of her firm young breasts 
were prominent, like two firm apples. I continued to feel Joanne, 
increasing her anxiety by keeping my right hand on her breast but 
dropping my left hand on to the sweet swell of her stomach which I 
began to fondle gently tickling her belly-button just above the line of 
her panties. She was trembling in my arms. I looked at Penny.

"All right Penny," I said, "you have seen what I have been doing to 
your sister. Now it's your turn. Strip!" Both girls gasped. Joanne 
tried to turn round but I held her firmly.

"Please leave her alone," she begged, "she is only just seventeen and 
has never had a boyfriend. You can do anything you like to me if you 
will only leave my sister alone." I laughed softly.

"I am going to do anything I like to you anyway," I said to her. I 
looked at the horrified Penny as I took Joanne's nipple between thumb 
and forefinger through the thin material of her bra and gave it a 
vicious twist. She gasped with the sudden pain. I said to Penny, "If 
you don't get on and strip right now I will really hurt your sister. I 
want you completely nude, take everything off." She went pale and tears 
came to her eyes but she slowly peeled off her ski-pants and removed 
her tee-shirt. I looked with pleasure at the slender shapely teenager 
in her skimpy underwear. She paused and looked hopefully at me. "Come 
on, Penny," I said, "take it all off. I won't ask you again." I twisted 
her sister's nipple again to get the point across and as Joanne gasped 
with pain Penny hurriedly slipped her panties off and unhooked her bra, 
slipping it down her arms and dropping it on the floor. She stood shyly 
with one hand over her cunt and the other trying vainly to cover her 
breasts. "Hands by your sides," I said quietly. Penny helplessly 
dropped her hands and stood looking at me, blushing furiously.

I looked at the slender young teenager's perfect body. She had 
beautiful breasts shaped like perfect little cones with cute pink 
nipples. They looked as firm and springy as one would expect in a girl 
that age. Her torso narrowed to a very slender waist before broadening 
to rounded but still girlish hips. She had very long slender sexy legs 
which she was keeping together as long as she could but at the apex of 
her sexy thighs I could see the dark little bush of pubic hair. 
Although her short hair had been streaked light blonde she was a 
natural brunette like her sister.

"Turn round," I ordered and without hesitating the clearly terrified 
Penny did as I asked. Like her sister she had a plump well made little 
bottom.. It seemed to run in the family! "OK, Penny," I said, "go and 
sit on my chair." The teenager rushed to do as I commanded. She sat 
looking at me in fear with her thighs tightly pressed together. The 
chair's arms while nice and high at the back became lower towards the 
front, about three inches high. "Open your legs and hang your thighs 
over the sides of the chair so that I can see your cunt. Keep your 
hands by your sides," I commanded.. The blushing teenager looked at me 
almost uncomprehendingly. I gave her sister's nipple another vicious 
twist. Joanne gasped in pain. Penny slowly parted her thighs, hooking 
them over the arms of the chair and looked at the floor in front of 
her. "Look at me," I ordered, "keep your eyes on mine." She raised her 
frightened eyes to mine and I let her see me examining her cunt. She 
had fleshy outer lips surmounted with a dark little of dark pubic hair. 
Even sitting as she was the groove of her little cunt was closed. I 
turned Joanne so that she could see Penny and she blushed even deeper 
as she saw how wantonly I had made her teenage virginal sister sit.

"Have you ever played with your cunt Penny?" I asked her. She didn't 
have to answer, her horrified look and her blushes gave her away. I 
made her answer me anyway. "Well?" I asked again, giving Joanne's 
nipple another vicious twist. I felt her bottom cheeks grind briefly 
against my groin in her anguish. I looked at Penny who was as red as a 
peony.

"Yes," she whispered shyly, "sometimes." I looked into her blushing 
face as I continued to amuse myself with her older sister's sexy body.

"And has anyone else ever felt your cunt?" I asked. She gasped loudly.

"No!" she said in shocked horror, "that would be really dirty!!" I 
laughed, continuing to feel her sexy, reluctant sister.

"Would you like to feel little Penny's cunt?" I whispered into Joanne's 
ear. She shook her head violently. I laughed, turning Joanne round so 
that I rested against the sink and Joanne was facing her sister who was 
blushingly reluctantly exposing herself on the chair. I continued to 
fondle Joanne's full breasts as I whispered into her ear loudly enough 
that Penny could hear, "I think that you should go over, kneel between 
your sister's legs and kiss her sexy virgin hairy little cunt." I could 
feel Joanne trembling in my arms.

"I won't do it," she gasped, "it is too perverted. If I simply refuse 
you can't make me do it whatever you do." I sighed and released one of 
her breasts but I grasped her firmly by the end of her other full soft 
breast squeezing the areola and the hard little nipple through the 
silky material of her thin bra tightly in my fingers. I led her across 
to one of the hard kitchen chairs, pulling her along by the breast like 
a dog on a lead and further humiliating her by demonstrating her 
helplessness to protect her and her younger sister. I sat down on the 
chair and looked up at the frightened but angry young brunette.

"I warned you what would happen if you disobeyed me but you would not 
listen. Now I am going to give your cute sexy arse a hard thrashing and 
if you continue to disobey me then your sister will get the same." I 
said quietly to the shaking girl.

"Please don't," she begged, "I was only trying to protect Penny."

I gave her breast a twist and she gasped. I drew her down by the nipple 
so that she was lying across my knee. I positioned her so that the 
frightened young Penny could see her older sister's plump bottom as she 
lay across my knee. Her head hung down on the other side with her long 
lustrous hair trailing to the floor and her shapely breasts encased in 
the thin bra making a lovely curve as she lay across my lap. She was 
crying gently, the soft sobs agitating her firm young body against my 
stiffening prick which rubbed against her nylon covered cunt. I knew 
that Joanne could also feel my prick through the thin silk of my 
trousers and that she would be horrified by it's proximity to her 
virtually-bare cunt. She shivered with fear as I passed my hand over 
the plump cheeks of her bottom, fondling it through the thin material 
of the panties. I took my time feeling her bottom through the delicate 
panties. I ran my hand from the bone of her hip up on to the prominent 
plump cheek of her buttock which I squeezed and kneaded before gently 
stroking the crack of her arse and repeating the process with her other 
buttock. She really had a splendid plump arse. I hooked my fingers in 
the elasticated waist-band of her thin panties and drew them down until 
they were at the level of her thighs, just above her cutely dimpled 
knees. Joanne knew that the full extent of her soft white arse was 
naked to my hands and gaze and she gave an anguished sob. I could hear 
Penny's excited horrified breathing from across the room.

I made her wait knowing how that would build up her anxiety then I 
began to feel her arse, squeezing and fondling the globes of her 
buttocks before moving to the crack between them and caressing the 
dimple of her arse hole. She shuddered with horror and shame. I gently 
parted her thighs and slipped my hand between them to gently caress her 
hairy young cunt. In spite of her fear my gentle caress was making her 
moist against her will. I knew that she would not be able to help 
herself. I covered my fingers with her wetness and pushed a gentle 
moistened invading finger beyond the muscle ring guarding the entrance 
to her arsehole. My slimy finger slipped into her with no trouble and I 
slowly pushed it a little further up her clinging arse.

"Oh God! That is so dirty," she gasped, "please, please stop. I can't 
imagine anyone being so cruel!"" I just laughed as I finger-fucked her 
arse and spread my fingers over her plump bottom. I slipped my other 
hand down and cupped her swinging tit which I began to fondle, twisting 
her nipple until she paid attention to me. She had been lost in her 
misery, gently sobbing as she lay across my lap.

"Listen to me Joanne, and you as well Penny," I said, "I don't mind 
thrashing you, in fact I enjoy it. I love feeling sexy girls wriggling 
in pain across my lap. If you want to be able to sit down comfortably 
for the rest of your holiday then you better make no more mistakes. A 
mistake, for your information consists in failing to anticipate my 
desires so that I have to keep telling you things over and over again. 
It also consists of not doing what you are told as soon as I tell you. 
That is why Joanne is going to be thrashed like a naughty little girl. 
She did not do as she was told. Now it is time for your first lesson in 
obedience, Joanne."

I unbuckled and took off my leather belt, folded it in two, and without 
pausing further began to thrash the trembling plump white arse spread 
out on my lap. I started relatively gently taking care not to land too 
many stokes in the same place and as her arse reddened I began to 
increase the force. At first Joanne began to wriggle gasping with each 
stroke she was trying to get away from, the torment. I held her cunt 
firmly against my prick by reaching down, grasping her breast with my 
free hand and pulling down on her nipple. Her arse began to be more 
clearly marked by the strokes of the leather belt and her gasps became 
wordless moans as I continued her punishment. I increased the force of 
my stroke more and she began to emit wordless screams as each blow 
landed. I could hear Penny crying in horror as she watched the 
suffering of her older sister.

I varied my target, thrashing the tops of her slender thighs as well as 
her plump fiery arse. She was screaming loudly now and I felt a tell-
tale warmth in my groin. She was in such torment that she had lost 
control of her bladder and her urine was gently tricking from her on to 
my trousers. I stopped thrashing her and her screams subsided to a 
quiet but desperate sobbing. I let go of her nipple and pushed her to 
her feet. She stood in front of me on wobbly legs. Her urine had 
saturated her flimsy panties and was still running down her legs. Tears 
ran down her face as she sobbed, her light eye make-up now rather 
smeared by her tears.

"You have made a mess of yourself and of me," I said, "you should be 
ashamed of not being able to control yourself at your age. You are 
behaving like a teenager! Do you think that you have learned your 
lesson?" I asked quietly

"I have, I have," she said quickly, "I deserved the thrashing for not 
doing as I was told. I am sorry that I made a mess on you but I really 
couldn't help it." Penny watched her older sister's submission in 
horror and fear.

"Take my trousers off," I commanded, raising my bottom from the chair. 
The cowed young woman unfastened my zip, keeping her hand away from my 
prick and drew off the trousers that she had soiled as I thrashed her. 
"And my shorts!" She drew off my shorts shuddering as my prick was 
revealed to her horrified gaze.

"Now go and have a wash," I ordered, "you stink of pee." Joanne blushed 
furiously. "Have you got a razor?" I asked. She looked at me 
questioningly and nodded. "While you are washing your wet smelly little 
cunt, shave all the hair off it. I want you completely bare. I think it 
would be fun if the older sister was as bare as a little girl while we 
left the hair on Penny's cute little cunt. When you are ready, don't 
put any clothes on. You can stay naked until I decide differently." 
Joanne looked dumbstruck but, too afraid to protest, obediently went to 
her pack, the wet nylon clinging to her thighs and moved behind the 
curtain. I was amused to see how stiffly she was walking. She would 
think twice before disobeying me in the future! I heard the water start 
and left her to it. While she was washing and shaving her cunt I amused 
myself with her young sister.

"Come over here," I ordered quietly. Penny immediately unhooked her 
young thighs from the arms of the chair and moved to my side. She had 
clearly learnt from Joanne's experience that obedience was essential if 
she was to avoid pain. "Take off my sweater, I said and raised my arms 
to make it easier for her. I was now nude and I could see the girl 
looking at my body. I must have looked huge to her. I am just over six 
feet with a very well-muscled body from working out and climbing which 
contrasted nicely with that of the slim young teenager. I reached out 
and began to feel her young arse. She gasped and blushed, biting her 
lower lip gently but not daring to move. "Have you ever seen a man's 
prick?" I asked. She shook her head, despite herself, looked at my 
thick semi-erect prick lying across my hairy thigh. It is just over 
eight inches long when erect and, more to the point, is very thick. I 
am circumcised so there is a large threatening head like a small 
orange. I have correspondingly heavy balls and thick black pubic hair 
extending back to my arsehole. She shivered under my hand.

I moved my hand from Penny's firm young bottom and, reaching for her 
reluctant hand, drew her down on to my lap so that my semi-stiff prick 
protruded between her slender young thighs just below her cunt and lay 
on her smooth flesh. I could feel her shaking with fear. I put my arm 
round her and rested it on the smooth perfect skin of her waist so that 
my thumb just brushed the lower curve of her firm young teenage breast. 
I could tell immediately as she tensed that she was aware of the 
contact. I took her chin gently in my hand and tilted her face so that 
I was looking into her frightened eyes.

"I am going to ask you some questions and you are going to answer me 
truthfully," I said quietly, "you saw what happened to your sister when 
she disobeyed me." I felt Penny shudder. "Have you ever had a boy-
friend, Penny?" I whispered quietly into her ear. Her blush deepened 
and she looked anxiously at the curtain behind which her sister was 
following my instructions.

"I had one boy-friend when I was about fifteen and I was away at 
boarding-school," she whispered, "my sister and Mum don't know anything 
about it. We went out together for about four months before term ended 
and I had to come home."

"And I suppose that he often kissed you," I asked quietly. The 
teenager's blush deepened. She nodded. I caressed her side reassuringly 
with my hand resting my other hand gently on her thigh. She looked down 
at it as I continued to whisper into her ear. "Did he used to touch 
your breasts?" She looked at me with some alarm but I just held her 
tightly. "Well?" I asked warningly, "did he?" There was a pause and I 
could feel her apprehensive young body trembling on my lap. I waited 
for the to collect herself. I knew that she would tell me eventually. 
She was too frightened of the consequences not to.

"He used to touch my breasts through my clothes when we were alone 
together," she whispered. I laughed gently.

"You mean that he used to feel you. You sat and let a boy feel your 
tits without doing anything to stop him. Does your sister know?" She 
shook her head.

"Did he put his hand down your dress and feel your bare tits?" I asked. 
She shook her head more violently this time.

"No she gasped, "I would never let him do that." I knew from her 
reaction that she was telling the truth. She was clearly very 
inexperienced but I thought that I would entertain myself by 
humiliating her further.

"Did your boyfriend put his hand up your dress and feel your cunt?" I 
asked maliciously knowing how this would embarrass her. She shook her 
head violently. "You do know what your cunt is, I suppose?" I said. She 
looked into the fire and nodded. "Do you know what a prick is?" she 
nodded, too afraid to lie. "Did you ever touch your boy-friend's 
prick?" I asked. She shook her head again too embarrassed to reply. She 
was certainly very immature and innocent considering that she had had a 
boyfriend for four months! He must have been pretty slow. I took my 
hand from her thigh and tilted her face up to mine.

"Give me a nice kiss," I commanded and she was so afraid of me that she 
did not hesitate. I gently kissed the frightened teenager's soft lips 
while looking into her wide eyes. I gently moved my tongue forward 
until I felt her closed mouth and I ran the tip along her lips while 
pressing just a little more firmly. Her lips parted and I slid my 
tongue into the startled girl's mouth and gave her a relatively gentle 
but deep kiss. She panted into my mouth. I took my lips from hers.

"Did your boy-friend kiss you like that?" I asked. She shook her head. 
"Have you ever been kissed like that?" she shook her head again. "Did 
you like it?" She did not answer. I smiled to myself. I knew that she 
was terrified that I was going to touch her further and I did not 
disappoint her. As I looked into her wide eyes I moved my hand up from 
her waist and gently cupped her bare breast. She gasped. I parted her 
legs so that she was sitting across my thigh facing me. I could feel 
the moistness of her hairy young cunt against my flesh. I kissed her 
deeply again and began to feel her firm young breast more thoroughly. I 
could feel her gasping breathing, excited despite her anxiety, against 
my mouth. Her cunt was now distinctly wetter against my thigh. I took 
my lips from hers and looked into her eyes again.

"Suck my nipples Penny, moving from one to the other" I said quietly 
into her soft ear. She looked at me but didn't respond. Clearly this 
was an activity so far outside her young experience that she had never 
even dreamed of doing it. "Just get sucking" I ordered "using your 
lips, teeth and tongue." She still did not move, just sitting looking 
dumbly into my eyes so I gave her breast a threatening squeeze and, 
while still grasping her springy young flesh I put my other hand behind 
her head, in her soft hair and drew her head forward against little 
resistance until her lips were at my hairy nipple. I squeezed her 
breast a little harder and I felt her begin to suck my nipple, using 
her teeth to tease it and running her soft pink little tongue around 
the dark area of the areaola. I lay back and let her get on with it 
moving her young head from time to time from nipple to nipple and 
carried on feeling her firm young breast. I began to feel waves of 
sensation from my nipples as she reluctantly tongued them. I enjoyed 
the rubbing of her wet cunt against my hard thigh. I moved her head 
from my nipple and looked into her brown eyes.

"Give me another nice kiss" I said putting one hand behind her head and 
drawing her to me. I put my tongue to his lips without giving her time 
to think and gently but insistently pressed her until, despite herself, 
her lips parted. I took full possession of her hot wet young mouth.. I 
gave her a long deep kiss, sucking on her tongue and exploring her 
cheeks and gums with my demanding tongue. She sat trembling and 
blushing across my thigh as I continued my long deep kiss, my hand 
cupping and kneading her springy young breast. I could smell the hot 
smell of the excited young girl as her wet cunt agitated on my thigh 
despite her attempts to sit still. I released her lips and turned her 
on my lap so that she was sitting with her back to me. Using my legs, I 
parted her thighs so that they were outside mine, fairly widely splayed 
and giving me complete access to her unprotected cunt.

For a long time there had been silence behind the curtain. I looked 
across at it and said in a voice that really brooked no refusal,

"You must be ready now, Joanne, come out and let us have a look at 
you." The embarrassed young brunette reluctantly came from behind the 
curtain and stopped with shock as she saw her virginal young sister 
naked on my lap. I looked at her completely bare, rather red cunt with 
amusement and laughed.

"You look about five years old darling," I said, "so pretty." She 
looked at the ground and blushed with shame.

"Get me a beer and then get a chair and sit in front of me so that you 
can see what I am doing to your sister." I said and she hurried to 
comply. She sat on a hard chair about six feet in front of us. "Spread 
your thighs," I said, "in future, whenever you sit down your thighs are 
to be widely spread so that I can see your bald little girlie cunt. She 
blushed again and parted her thighs obediently so that the red slit of 
her shaved cut gaped slightly open. I could see the soft inner lips and 
the prominent little bud of a fairly large clitoris.

In the position she was sitting she was looking straight up into her 
younger sister's hairy wet cunt. I could smell the sweat from the 
excited but scared teenager as I pulled her back against me and kissed 
her shoulder and neck under her short hair. I looked straight across 
into her older sister's eyes as I put both arms under her armpits 
feeling the sweat of her fear on my forearms and cupped her bare 
breasts. I began to thoroughly feel the young virgin as I looked across 
at her frightened and horrified sister who knew that she should protect 
her young sister but who was too afraid to intervene. "Your little 
sister has a lovely pair of breasts for her age Joanne," I said as I 
fondled the teenager. I felt her little nipples erecting under my 
palms. "And going by her nipples, I think that she likes having them 
felt." Penny gasped and wriggled on my lap as she felt her nipples 
stiffen and erect involuntarily under my touch as I casually pulled and 
twisted them. "I could play with your breasts all day, Penny darling, 
they are so pretty. " I said.

"Let her go please" Joanne whispered as she looked at her helpless 
young sister held firm in my embrace. I looked into Joanne's eyes.

"Do you remember what I ordered you to do before I thrashed you?" I 
asked.. She went red and then pale. "Come over here, kneel in front of 
your sister and kiss her cunt. I was interested to see that, in spite 
of what she had been through, Joanne still hesitated. I looked into her 
frightened eyes.

"This is your last warning," I said, "it is the last time that I am 
going to repeat myself. The next time you disobey me, in addition to 
thrashing your fat arse I will cut your hair to remind you to behave." 
She did not hesitate any longer, that threat was clearly sufficient to 
compel her obedience. She got up and moved over to us kneeling in front 
of her naked sister's widely splayed legs. She bent forward between the 
young virgin's slender thighs and put her soft red lips to her young 
sister's wet hairy cunt and gently kissed it. I reached down and put my 
hand on the back of Joanne's head pressing her face more firmly between 
her sister's thighs.

"You have a fiance," I said, "and presumably you are used to kissing 
him. Well treat your sister's cunt as though it was his mouth. Explore 
it thoroughly with your lips and tongue and stick your tongue as far up 
her cunt as you can." She was too cowed not to obey and I let her get 
on with thoroughly tonguing her young sister as I slipped my hand back 
on to Penny's breast and began to fondle her. With the other hand I 
turned the teenager's head and brought my lips to hers. She was a fast 
learner and her lips parted allowing my tongue possession of her mouth. 
As I kissed and felt her and her older sister sucked her off it was not 
long before the inevitable happened. I felt the teenager's breathing 
speed up and she became rigid in my arms. The waves of an orgasm swept 
her young body and she squealed against my lips and, overwhelmed by 
sensation tried to wriggle her hot wet cunt out of reach of her sisters 
demanding mouth. Joanne was too afraid to let her go and pursued the 
excited young teenager fixing her mouth firmly to her sloppy young 
cunt. I wound my hand in Joanne's dark hair and moved her head so that 
her mouth left her sister's cunt. She looked up at me. I could feel 
Penny trembling on my lap, overtaken by the effects of the orgasm. The 
room was full of the smell of her excited cunt.

"Go and lie on the bed, Joanne," I said, "lie on you back, pull hour 
heels up to your arse and spread your thighs." She got up and moved 
over to the bed doing exactly as I commanded. Penny and I looked across 
at the sexy sight. We could see the wide pink gash of her cunt between 
her parted thighs. Her breasts made two lovely firm mounds not yielding 
to gravity. I raised Penny from my lap and she stood beside me on 
trembling legs.

"I am going to play with Joanne for a while," I said to the blushing 
teenager, "make us some fresh coffee and some sandwiches." Without 
looking further at her as I knew that she would obey me, I moved over 
to the bed and lay down beside her older sister. I tilted the sexy 
young brunette's face towards me and looked into her dark eyes.

"Is your bottom sore, darling," I chuckled maliciously. I felt her 
shudder. I put my lips to hers and began to slowly kiss her. I moved my 
lips insistently against her soft mouth and slowly protruded my tongue 
until it brushed her lips. Still looking into her eyes I moved my 
tongue between her lips until with a defeated sigh her mouth opened 
under my demanding lips allowing me complete freedom. I gave her a long 
slow sexy deep kiss sliding one arm round her under her armpit on to 
her beautiful breast and the other hand I rested on her softly rounded 
stomach just above her newly shaved cunt mound. I continued to gently 
feel her breast as I kissed her and, still looking into her eyes I slid 
my other hand between her plump splayed thighs on to her shaved cunt. 
She gasped against my kiss as she felt my marauding fingers begin to 
wander inquisitively over her soft flesh arousing sensations that she 
had previously only felt privately in the darkness of her bed or with 
her young fianc. I felt all around her young cunt gently yet 
deliberately moving my fingers all over the soft yet fleshy bare outer 
lips and caressing the delicate flesh just between her cunt and the 
rosebud dimple of her arsehole. She was panting against my mouth and 
her widened eyes were staring into mine. I slipped first one and then 
two fingers into her soft clinging cunt and began a slow deliberate 
finger-fuck as I kissed her. I could feel her thighs clenching as her 
heels pressed into the bed under the exquisite sensations emanating 
from her reluctantly excited cunt. I took my lips from hers and looked 
into her eyes.

"Give me a nice wank, Joanne," I said. She was so much under my control 
now that she did not even protest. Her soft hand grasped my prick about 
halfway along the shaft and she began to toss me off. Before long she 
had brought me to stiffness. "I feel like a nice fuck before supper," I 
said to my sexy reluctant partner who looked back at me in horror.

"Please use something," she begged, "you must. I am not on the pill and 
I can't get pregnant!!" I laughed.

"I never use anything," I said, "I am going to fuck both of you more 
than once before the night is over and you will probably both end your 
holiday pregnant. It will give you something to remember me by!" Joanne 
stopped wanking me, lay with her hand on my stiff prick and began to 
cry softly in my arms.

"You couldn't be so wicked," she gasped. All this time I had been 
giving her wet cunt a thorough finger-fuck. I now had three fingers 
buried up her tight hole. I moved between her spread thighs and slipped 
the head of my prick between the fleshy lips of her wet cunt. She 
gasped and bit her lip looking into my eyes with her wide-open and 
filled with fear and horror. I began to slowly fuck her just using 
about two inches of my prick. I was conscious of Penny watching in 
fascination.

"Get on with the supper Penny," I said, "it will be your turn before 
long.." I heard the teenager gasp and I turned my attention back to her 
sexy older sister. I slowly slid my stiff prick right up her wet 
clinging cunt until I was buried in her to the balls and began to fuck 
the frightened girl. In spite of her anxiety and tension, she took my 
whole prick with no problem at all and gave a deep gasp. As I fucked 
her I kissed her deeply and worked on her hot little tongue. I looked 
into her dark eyes and I felt her beginning to pant into my mouth as, 
despite herself, her hips began to move rhythmically thrusting her 
pubic bone into me and pushing her bare shaved cunt as deeply on to my 
prick as she could. The sensations I was arousing in her were too much 
for her and overcame her fear of pregnancy. She could not help herself 
as her strong sexy thighs went round my back without my having to tell 
her. She clasped me tightly pulling my stiff prick deeper up her cunt. 
I felt her heels pressing into the cheeks of my arse and her nails 
began to claw my shoulders. Her breathing became shallower and faster 
and a blush started on her neck and spread to her chest. I took my 
mouth from hers and she threw her head back and began to gasp loudly. I 
moved my hands to her firm breasts and began to squeeze them in time 
with my thrusts. She gasped and began to emit pre-orgasmic squeals in 
time with my thrusts. She was clearly a very sexy excitable girl in 
spite of her fear. I took my lips from hers and looked across at Penny. 
"Watch your sister, darling" I said. "I am going to make her come."

At that moment Joanne gave a shuddering gasp and became rigid as an 
orgasm swept through her reluctantly excited body. I had not come and I 
lay with my stiff prick buried in her cunt gently fondling her 
beautiful breasts while I watched her young sister gazing in wide-eyed 
astonishment. When Joanne had calmed down I kissed her gently. "That 
was lovely, Joanne darling." I said "you are a choice fuck. Did you 
enjoy it?" She bit her lip and shuddered. I was lying with my semi-
stiff prick buried in her wet cunt and my hands full of her firm young 
breasts. I looked into her dark eyes.

"I don't think that it is very fair, you know," I said 
conversationally, "I have given you a nice orgasm and you haven't made 
me come yet."

"Please, please don't get me pregnant," the young brunette under me 
begged. I kissed her and said gently,

"Feel my balls with one hand and stick one of the fingers of your other 
hand up my arsehole." She went red and then pale.

"I just couldn't do such a thing," she gasped, "that's really 
perverted." I just looked at her and she got the message. I felt her 
cool hand on my balls and the softness of her other hand as it parted 
my sweaty arse cheeks. A combination of her sweat and mine lubricated 
her finger as she reluctantly pushed it up my arse. I clenched my 
buttocks against her little finger and kissed her gently.

"Now fuck my arse with your finger until I am stiff and ready to fuck 
you again." She closed her eyes in horror but did as I commanded and 
under the stimulus of her stiff exciting little finger I was soon ready 
for her again. Her cunt was wet and ready as I lay stuck up her to the 
balls. I would not have been surprised if she had not felt a guilty 
pleasure in fingering my arsehole. I began to fuck her hard her without 
bothering too much about her pleasure, she had already had her fun! 
Despite herself, her thighs came up and grasped my waist again pulling 
me deeper into her as I took her breasts in my hands and began to 
roughly squeeze them. She gasped. I increased the length of my stroke 
and gave her a really rough ride.. I felt the warmth begin to build in 
my balls and waves of sensation spread down my legs and up my spine. I 
saw her eyes widen as she felt my prick begin to spasm. With a last 
thrust I rammed my stiff tool as far up her as I could and felt spurt 
after spurt of potent hot cum jetting against the unprotected walls of 
her fertile womb. She had tears in her eyes but lay clasping me to her 
with her thighs, not daring to move. With my hands full of her 
beautiful breasts I lay forward so that my complete weight was on her 
soft body and put my mouth to her ear.

"I have just shot a real load up you Joanne," I whispered into her ear, 
"if you are not pregnant as a result of that it will be a miracle." She 
lay and sobbed quietly, still impaled on my softening prick. I pulled 
out her with a soft slurping sound and lay by her as she lay inert, 
seemingly in a state of shock. I looked across at Penny who was still 
watching us, her mouth open on wonder. I got up from the bed and 
motioned to the teenager who reluctantly came towards me. As she 
reached me I did not hesitate but slipped my hand straight between her 
thighs cupping her hairy little cunt. She gasped and tried to pull away 
but I had too firm a hold with my palm on her cunt and my fingers 
extending along her perineum and buried in the sweet cleft of her young 
buttocks brushing her virginal arse. I put my arm round the shocked 
teenager and kissed her gently as I continued to feel her cunt, which 
began to moisten under my probing questing fingers. I moistened my 
finger in her juice and slipped the tip into her tight young arse. She 
gasped and her whole body tensed. I lay on the bed beside Joanne on her 
left, pulling Penny down by the cunt until she was lying beside me. I 
was between the two sisters. Joanne was still lying a state of shocked 
misery still worrying about pregnancy and her younger sister was lying 
in my arms, her hairy virginal cunt captured in my palm and the tip of 
my finger very gently finger-fucking her tight young arsehole. I kissed 
the teenager gently.

"You saw how Joanne wanked me, Penny, now you do it." Her reluctant 
little hand moved to my shaft and I put my big hand over her little one 
demonstrating exactly how I liked it and very soon she had caught on 
and was giving my semi-stiff prick a delicious wank. I lay back and 
looked at Joanne who very reluctantly returned my gaze. "Did you ever 
suck your fianc off?" I asked casually. She went red and then pale and 
I knew that I had scored another bulls-eye. I nodded downwards and the 
sweaty young girl moved down between my thighs. I did not have to force 
her. Her resistance had been broken, temporarily at least, by the two 
orgasms and by her fear that I had made her pregnant. I looked down at 
the crushed girl.

"Fucking you has made me all sweaty so I want you to clean me up, now 
start licking my prick and balls." I said firmly, putting one hand on 
the back of her head and moving her face towards my sweaty groin. I 
felt her breath on my balls and the softness of her tongue as she began 
to lick me. "Lick me harder" I commanded harshly "go all over my prick 
and balls." I relaxed back, enjoying the sensation while the frightened 
young brunette cleaned up my sweaty balls with her reluctant tongue as 
her younger sister wanked my stiff prick. I noticed though that she was 
carefully avoiding the threatening swell of my the head of my prick.

"You have cleaned up my sweat nicely like a good girl. That feels much 
better. Now take the end of my prick into your mouth and suck me off." 
She looked hopelessly up at me. I reached down and put my hand on her 
soft hair pushing my prick against her soft lips which reluctantly 
parted. I slipped the end of my prick into her warm wet mouth and she 
reflexly closed her lips around it. I looked at Penny. "Toss me off 
gently into your sister's mouth" I ordered. She got the message very 
quickly and before long I was looking down at my new little cocksucker 
with her ruby lips firmly closed around my thick shaft, her dark eyes 
fixed on mine, sucking rhythmically as her young sister tossed me off 
into her mouth. She was giving me a really pretty competent blowjob and 
it was clear that this was far from the first time that she had sucked 
a prick. I did not have to guide her.. Every so often she paused in her 
rhythmical sucking, drew her hot lips back so that only about an inch 
of my prick was in her mouth and ran her soft tongue over the bottom 
rim of the big head of my circumcised prick. Then she continued with 
her rhythmical sucking, matching her sucking perfectly in time with the 
regular strokes of her young sister's wanking hand..

"That's wonderful, Joanne darling. You are a really good little 
cocksucker." She was doing such a good job that I could feel the 
pressure beginning to build in my balls again. "Take your mouth off my 
prick, sweetheart, and stop wanking me. Just relax holding my prick" I 
said quietly. Joanne looked at me in relief hoping that her ordeal was 
over...

"Fucking you has made my arse all sweaty," I said conversationally 
"just clean that up as well would you." I lay back, spread my thighs 
wider and pushed a pillow under my arse raising it from the bed so that 
she had complete access to my hairy hole. I heard Penny gasp loudly and 
the sisters looked at one another.

"Oh God!" Joanne gasped, "you can't make me to do that."

"You will Joanne darling," I said "you know what I will do to you if 
you give me any trouble. You have already had one thrashing today." 
With a sob she moved her head backwards and I felt her begin to lick my 
perineum, moving reluctantly towards my sweaty arse. I put my hand on 
her head and pulled her firmly between my thighs until I felt her lips 
on my arsehole. "Now Joanne, just French kiss my hole like you would 
your fianc's lips, running your tongue around the rim and pushing your 
tongue as deeply up me as you can." She sobbed but complied and I 
relaxed back and enjoyed the dual sensation of her young sister wanking 
my stiff prick as Joanne sucked and kissed my sweaty hole pushing her 
hot tongue deep inside me. The sensations were incredible as I looked 
down at the sexy curvy young brunette between my spread thighs sucking, 
kissing firmly and deeply tonguing my sweaty arse. I lay back and 
watched her as she humiliated herself in front of her young sister, 
destroying the last vestiges of her self-respect and enjoying the 
sensations that spread from my arse hole through my body. I kept her at 
it for what must have seemed hours to her but I was enjoying it too 
much to let her stop. Finally I patted her on the head.

"That's fine, Joanne, my hole is nice and clean now. You can go back to 
sucking me off." She quickly moved from my arse, looked up into my 
eyes, and took my stiff prick deep into her hot mouth between her hot 
red lips. I put my hand on her head and gently moved it back and 
forwards so that she was fucking my prick with her mouth as her sister 
continued to wank me.. I took my hand away and she had clearly got the 
message as she continued fucking my hard stiff prick with his ruby lips 
as she sucked me harder her head bobbing backwards and forwards. She 
was such a natural cocksucker that I knew that I would not last long. 
As I felt the pressure in my balls I held her head with both hands and 
pushed my prick deeper towards the back of her throat. My prick 
hardened more and I came in a shattering ejaculation which flooded my 
body with waves of sensation. I felt the jets of hot cum drowning her 
mouth and throat as I held her firmly on my prick. She gave a loud gasp 
as she felt the hot cum and blushed deeply as I humiliated her further 
in front of her young sister. I just lay and relaxed letting the 
sensations of my orgasm die away. I looked at the sisters, one with her 
soft hand grasping my relaxing shaft the tip of which the older one 
still held between her lips. I could see a small white trail running 
from the corner of Joanne's violated mouth. She had had a hard time and 
so had I, I would need a rest!! I motioned to Joanne and she slipped my 
prick from her mouth with relief. I got up from between the sisters and 
moved over sitting on the soft chair by the fire. I thought that I 
would have my supper and some entertainment to help me recuperate. I 
motioned to Penny.

"Bring my coffee and sandwiched over. Joanne, you lie on your back on 
the bed like I told you before with your heels up to your arse and your 
thighs spread." She looked at me dumbly as she complied, realizing that 
their ordeal was not yet over. When I had taken my supper from Penny I 
said to her, "Go back and lie on the bed beside your sister." She 
hastened to comply.

"Now," I said conversationally, "you said that you had never played 
with each other before. This is where you are going to learn. Put your 
arms round each other and start kissing and rubbing your cunts 
together. Then, while you are kissing start feeling one another's 
cunts." The both gasped, looked at each other and looked dumbly back at 
me but did not move. I picked up my belt thoughtfully. Joanne gasped 
with horror and pulled Penny into her arms and began to kiss her. 
Keeping their lips joined, she rolled her young sister onto her back 
and parted her thighs. Placing herself between the thighs of the young 
brunette the older girl began to agitate her hot shaved cunt against 
the hairy one of her sister. I don't know if she realized that she was 
transferring my cum to her sister's virgin cunt!! Despite themselves 
they were both becoming excited by the friction of their rubbing cunts 
and their kisses deepened and became more sexy. Joanne moved from 
between Penny's thighs and lay facing her, still kissing her, with her 
sister in her arms. I saw her take Penny's hand and put it between her 
parted thighs on to her own bare cunt while she put her own hand 
between her sister's slender young thighs and began to thoroughly feel 
her cunt. Penny quickly caught on and soon the two sisters were 
masturbating one another without inhibition and gasping loudly despite 
themselves as I watched with amusement. They were too excited to 
continue the kiss and their lips parted as they lay together looking 
into one another's eyes and frantically playing with each other. The 
sound of their ragged breathing filled the room and suddenly Penny came 
in Joanne's hand with a deep gasp and a little squeal, closely followed 
by her sister. Their hot sweaty bodies were covered with a post-
orgasmic blush as they trembled in each other's arms looking deeply 
into one another's eyes. Joanne pulled her young sister closer and 
began to kiss her continuing to gently feel her wet cunt. Penny just 
lay passively and submitted to being felt by her older sister. When 
they had recovered I said to Joanne,

"Leave Penny alone lying on her back." Joanne obediently moved away 
from her young sister and looked at her as she lay on her back with her 
thighs apart. "Pull your heels up to your arse and spread your thighs, 
Penny," I ordered, and her thighs obediently spread showing me the pink 
slit of her wet cunt. "Now, Joanne," I said, "kneel with your thighs on 
either side of Penny's head. She did so and looked questioningly across 
at me. I couldn't believe that the two sisters hadn't worked out yet 
what I wanted them to do. Perhaps they had but were reluctant to do it 
in spite of their fear of my belt. I got up and went over to the bed so 
that I was standing by Joanne.

"Bend forward until your head is between your sister's thighs and kiss 
and suck her cunt." I ordered. Joanne looked at me in horror.

"I couldn't," she whispered, "that's so dirty." I just laughed and 
putting my hand on the back of her head I wound my fingers in her soft 
dark her.. With gentle pressure I moved her down so that her face was 
between Penny's splayed thighs very close to her cunt.

"If you don't want your arse thoroughly trashed again Joanne, just get 
on with it," I ordered. Still nothing seemed to be happening so I gave 
the white firm buttock a sharp slap. The sound echoed through the room 
and the outline of my palm and fingers became evident on the smooth 
white skin of her buttock. Joanne gasped and her mouth went straight on 
to her young sister's exposed cunt. She began to kiss and lick it 
obviously terrified of another slap. I let her get on with it for a 
while and then said quietly into her ear, "Now start sucking her cunt. 
Stick your tongue as far inside her as you can and keep licking and 
sucking or I will slap you again." The frightened girl hastened to 
comply with my orders and she very quickly got the hang of things. 
Before long Penny was having her cunt very thoroughly tongued and 
sucked. Her hips were writhing and her heels were pressing into the bed 
as the sensations spread from her excited cunt through her hot young 
body. I whispered again into Joanne's ear, "Now, relax your thighs and 
drop your cunt so that it is on your sister's mouth." Again she 
immediately complied, not ceasing in her attentions to her sister's hot 
hole. I moved up and whispered into Penny's ear, "you can feel what 
Joanne is doing to you, now do the same to her." Penny immediately put 
her mouth to her sister's cunt and began to kiss and lick the wet open 
slit. "Start sucking her cunt, Penny," I ordered, "stick your tongue as 
far inside her as you can and keep licking and sucking until I tell you 
to stop."

I went back to my chair and slowly drank my coffee and ate my 
sandwiches watching with pleasure as the two pretty sisters sucked each 
other off. Penny came first, closely followed by Joanne. They rested 
for a moment, not daring to separate and then began to tongue one 
another again. Soon they were sucking one another off furiously again 
and it was clear that another orgasm was not far away. They both came 
again and Joanne lay panting on the gasping Penny sweating as their hot 
faces pressed against each other's cunts. It was clear that they were 
so afraid of me that even after two shattering orgasms they did not 
dare part. The room was full of the smell of their hot excitement.

"OK" I said, "have a rest. Just lie down beside one another and feel 
one another's cunts while you get your breath back." The two girls 
collapsed side by side on the bed trying to bring themselves under 
control but still not daring to resist any demand I might make. Their 
hands stole between each other's thighs and they began to gently feel 
each other. I looked at them with amusement. The two sisters were 
becoming so lost in one another that they were forgetting me! Now that 
they had discovered, albeit reluctantly, the delights of each other's 
sexy bodies I doubted if this would be last time that they would enjoy 
one another!!

I left the pretty pair playing with one another and picked up a handbag 
that was lying by the chair. I opened it and noted their address from 
Joanne's passport. I also checked their religion with some amusement 
realizing that it would be very difficult for them to have an abortion 
if either or both became pregnant as a result of tonight's activities. 
I tucked the note of their address into a pocket of my rucksack and 
walked across and sat on the bed, motioning to the pretty pair to part 
which they did, rather reluctantly I felt! I moved between them and lay 
down turning to Penny. I slipped a hand straight between her slender 
thighs and began to finger-fuck her wet cunt as I looked into her eyes.

"You have seen me fuck Joanne, well now it is your turn." I heard 
Joanne gas pan stir behind me.

"Please leave her alone, you can have me again instead," she whispered. 
I laughed.

"I will have you again anyway before the night is out Joanne, darling. 
Right now I am interested in fucking your pretty sister."

"Please leave her alone," Joanne begged as Penny squirmed on my 
fingers, looking helplessly at me, "she is a virgin."

"Not for much longer," I chuckled, increasing the vigour of my finger-
fuck, using two fingers and pressing inside the teenager until I felt 
the barrier of her hymen against my fingers. Her cunt was sopping wet 
against my fingers. I gently rolled the teenager on to her back and 
parted her thighs by placing my unoccupied hand on the soft flesh of 
the inside of her knee and gently moving her legs apart. I moved 
between her thighs and looked into her terrified eyes. I glanced at her 
tense and anxious sister.

"You are going to help me fuck Penny for the first time I told the 
horrified girl. Put your hand on the hairy little cunt you were feeling 
an moment ago and open the lips. Then you can give me a wank to get me 
ready and help my prick into your sister's virgin cunt." I said. Joanne 
looked appalled at me but did not move. "Do you remember the belt?" I 
asked quietly.. Without hesitation Joanne reached across and began to 
give me a slow delicious instinctively sensuous, wank. I quickly 
stiffened under her skillful hand. I glanced at her meaningfully and 
she used her other hand to part the fleshy lips of her frightened young 
sister's hairy wet cunt and introduced the round head of my stiff prick 
into her virgin body. I slowly began to fuck the frightened teenager 
using just about an inch of my stiff prick and manipulating her soft 
wet clinging cunt very gently. When she realised that she wasn't being 
hurt she began to relax, looking into my eyes with a deep blush on her 
soft cheek. I looked across at Joanne who was still holding my stiff 
shaft in her hot hand.

"I need to concentrate of Penny for a while," I said, "While I am 
taking your sister's virginity you can be fondling my balls and arse. 
As I poke your little sister I want to feel your hand on my balls and 
your finger in my arse." Joanne didn't bother protesting now but I felt 
her soft hand begin to caress my balls. I began to move rather deeper 
into Penny, lengthening my stroke slightly. Soon I felt the resistance 
of her hymen. She gasped, paled and bit her lip and I knew that she had 
felt it too. I did not hesitate but began to thrust very slightly 
harder gently stretching her thin protective membrane. She screwed her 
eyes up in anguish and I knew that it had begun to hurt her a little. 
If I had not got her ready by allowing the sisters to play with each 
other and then giving her a good finger-fuck she would be feeling it 
much more!!! I was now fucking her with about three inches of my prick 
and I could feel the delicate internal membrane stretching at every 
thrust. Her sister's cool hand was still fondling my balls and I felt 
her other hand part the cheeks of my hairy arse and a wave of 
pleasurable sensation passed over me I felt her stiff moist little 
finger enter my arse. I turned and looked at Joanne,

"Just keep gently finger-fucking my arse until I tell you to stop," I 
ordered. I decided that it was time to finally pluck Penny's cherry. I 
leaned forward so that I was partially lying on the teenager and filled 
my hands with the firm cones of her delicious young breasts. As I 
continued fucking her I was conscious of the sensual tingle of her 
sister's stiff finger in my arse. I withdrew my prick until I was only 
just inside her outer lips and brought my lips close to her ear. Her 
eyes were screwed up and I squeezed her breasts to get her attention. 
She opened her dark eyes and fixed them apprehensively on mine.

"I am going to take your cherry now Penny," I said into her ear and 
without giving her time to react I slid my prick straight up her in one 
movement puncturing and wrecking her hymen. She gave a terrified little 
squeal and a tear ran from the corner of her eye. She knew now that she 
had been deflowered, that she was no longer a virgin. I smiled down 
into her pale, defeated pinched face and began to fuck her slowly 
lengthening my stroke until she was getting almost the whole length of 
my stiff prick. As I fucked her young sister I turned to Joanne.

"You can take your finger out of my arse now," I said, I am going to be 
occupied with Penny for a while. Go and make us some coffee." Joanne 
looked helplessly at her sister and slipped off the bed. In a moment I 
heard the clatter of cups but I sensed that she was still watching her 
younger sister's torment. I leaned forward and kissed the pretty girl 
spread-eagled under me. I continued to feel her sweet breasts as I 
fucked her and I leaned forward and kissed her half-open lips, taking 
immediate possession of her mouth which I began leisurely to explore. I 
was now fucking the teenager fairly hard and I sensed the end of my 
knob brushing against her young cervix with each stroke. I thought that 
she would be too tense and afraid to have an orgasm. I had taken her 
virginity and I was close to shooting a load into her unprotected young 
womb. I began to ride her even harder, squeezing and mauling her 
breasts. Her legs lay weakly and nerveless splayed apart as I poked her 
tight young cunt. She was gasping into my mouth with each thrust. I 
took my mouth from hers and whispered into her ear,

"I am about to come up you Penny, this is where you get your baby." She 
groaned aloud. I ignored her and squeezed her young breasts harder as I 
thrust deeper into her cunt. I felt my balls begin to tighten and my 
prick hardened as the ejaculation began. I smiled down at her in 
triumph as I knew she could feel spurt after spurt of hot potent cum 
spewing past her cervix and into her unprotected womb. I gave her tits 
a last squeeze and rolled off her. She just lay gazing at the roof of 
the hut and did not move. I saw Joanne looking at us with horror in her 
eyes. I smiled across at her,

"You could both be pregnant now," I said, "that would be some holiday!" 
I rolled off the exhausted girl and looked across at her sister who 
looked back at me apprehensively.

"Bring me some coffee, Joanne darling," I said. She blushed at the 
endearment but brought me a steaming cup of fragrant coffee. As she 
bent to put on the small bedside table I slipped my hand between her 
thighs and put two fingers straight up her wet cunt. She gasped a 
little and slightly spread her legs. "That's a good girl!" I said 
mockingly as I began to finger-fuck her, relishing the wet feel of my 
cum on my fingers. "Lean over and give me a kiss," I commanded, "I am 
too tired after fucking your pretty sister to get up." I pulled her 
towards me by the cunt and she bent and kissed me as I had ordered. Her 
long sexy hair fell across my face in a silky curtain. I slipped my 
tongue into her mouth and gave her a long slow sexy kiss as I worked on 
her hot wet cunt. She was beginning to gasp a little against my mouth 
and I was conscious of the lovely curve her breasts made as they swayed 
under her as she bent over me. I removed my lips from hers but, by 
maintaining pressure on her cunt, I kept her bending over me. I took 
her breast in my mouth and began to suck on it, teasing the nipple and 
areaola with my tongue and teeth. I moved from one pretty breast to the 
other stiffening her hard little nipples.

As I sucked her breasts I continued finger-fucking the pretty young 
brunette and I decided to give her another orgasm. I began to run my 
finger up the groove of her cunt between each stroke, just flicking the 
hard little button of her clitoris. She began to gasp, emitting a loud 
exhalation of air each time I flicked her clitoris. Her legs parted 
further involuntarily and I stroked her perineum gently before sliding 
my middle finger up her tight little arsehole. I began to finger-fuck 
her arse while rubbing my palm across the fleshy lips of her shaved 
cunt and flicking her clitoris with the ball of my thumb. I knew that 
she would not be able to stand this for long. I began to suck harder on 
her breasts, biting them a little. I could see the beads of sweat on 
her brow as the pre-orgasmic flush began to spread from her cheeks over 
her shoulders and down her chest. Her breathing deepened and she came 
with a shudder in my hand. I gave her breast a last bite and released 
her.

"Pour you and your sister some coffee and come to bed," I told the 
shaking young brunette. She went and brought the cups and lay on the 
other side of her sister. I let her help the exhausted young girl into 
a sitting position and prop her up on the pillows. Her first fuck had 
really taken it out of her, she appeared almost in a state of shock. 
The two girls had nothing to say for themselves as they drank their 
coffee and I just left them to it.

When they had finished, Penny looked anxiously at me and blushed.

"Can I please go to the toilet?" she whispered shyly. I just laughed an 
motioned her off the bed. While she was away I turned to her pretty 
sister and put my arm round her sliding my hand on to her breast which 
I began to feel rather firmly, squeezing her soft flesh in my hand. To 
amuse myself I slipped my lips over her other nipple and began to suck 
her deliciously firm young breast, drawing her nipple between my teeth 
and stiffening the erect little organ further. I heard Penny come back 
and I released Joanne.

Although I had been feeling Joanne and sucking her tit, nothing had 
happened down below for me so I decided that I had had it for the 
present and it was getting late anyway.

"Time to go to sleep girls," I said "blow out the lamp and let's get 
some rest."

Penny blew out the lamp and returned to the bed. I moved into the 
middle so that I had Joanne and Penny on either side of me and I 
settled down for sleep. The only light in the hut the now was the soft 
red glow of the stove. I could hear the storm raging outside and 
wondered if we should be trapped up here for the next day. Although I 
was enjoying the pretty sisters I still had my business with Jonathan 
and Jane and I did not have much time. I fell asleep without much 
difficulty, after all I had had a lot of exercise! Much later I woke 
up. I knew that it was still a couple of hours until morning and I was 
beginning to feel like some more fun. I could tell from the quiet even 
breathing that the two sisters were both asleep.

I considered my options. Although I had enjoyed deflowering Penny and I 
would fuck her again before I left I was really more attracted to her 
older, sexually more aware, and experienced sister. I turned to Joanne 
who was lying half on her back turned away from me with her thighs 
slightly parted. I slipped a hand between her thighs and gently began 
to feel her bare shaved cunt. She stirred slightly in her sleep and 
sighed. I began to fondle her a little more firmly, slipping my finger 
between the flesh outer lips of her cunt and beginning a gentle finger-
fuck flicking her clitoris from time to time. She began to become moist 
under my attentions, sighed again and woke up with a gasp. I gently 
turned her face towards me and began to kiss her. As soon as my lips 
met hers her mouth opened allowing me full possession. I kissed the 
sleepy brunette awake, took my lips momentarily from hers, and 
whispered in her ear,

"Do you fancy a fuck, Joanne darling?" I said quietly. She shivered a 
little. "Give me a nice wank to get me ready." Her hand moved to my 
semi-stiff prick and she began to wank me expertly. "You really are 
good at that!" I whispered and began to kiss her again, continuing with 
a deep finger-fuck of her bare wet cut, now using three fingers and not 
causing her any noticeable discomfort.. She blushed furiously. With her 
expert stimulation it was not long before I was stiff and ready for 
her. I lay on my back and gently moved Joanne so that she was sitting 
astride my thighs.

"Now," I said, "take my prick in one hand, open the lips of your cunt 
with the other and lower yourself on to me." With her co-operation I 
gently lowered the pretty brunette on to my prick pushing it slowly but 
smoothly up her wet, bare tight little cunt. "Now, you fuck me" I said. 
I suspected that she had been in this position before because she 
immediately began to sweetly move up and down on my stiff prick, 
supporting herself on her knees and leaning slightly forward. I raised 
my hands and grasped her swinging breasts so that I could 
simultaneously fuck and feel her. I was guiding her movements with the 
pressure I was exerting on her firm young breasts and we soon worked up 
a lovely rhythm. I was not concerned about making it last too long and 
as I could see the beginning of the flush of her oncoming orgasm 
spreading from her cheeks to her neck and upper chest I pulled her down 
on to me and gave her a deep kiss as I felt the spasms deep in her cunt 
as she came hard. At the same time the pressure in my balls boiled over 
and waves of sensation passed over my body. I shot spurt after spurt of 
hot cum past her cervix into her womb as she gasped against my lips and 
writhed on my prick. I lifted her from my prick which slid easily from 
her moist hole and laid her panting hot young body beside me. "That was 
lovely, Joanne darling" I said and fell asleep again leaving the hot 
sweaty panting girl lying awake beside me.

When I awoke again it was beginning to get light and from the silence 
outside the wind appeared to have dropped. Both girls seemed half awake 
and I moved over Joanne, aware of the smell of sweat from her night-
time exertions. I stood up and stretched and went and used the toilet. 
When I came back into the living area I went to the window and looked 
out. It had stopped snowing and there was little wind. I would be able 
to get down to Grindelwald easily. When I turned from the window I saw 
that both sisters were awake watching me. I moved back to the bed, 
climbed over Joanne and lay down between them.

They were both lying on their backs looking up at the roof of the hut. 
I slid a hand on to the nearest thigh of each girl.

"Spread your legs," I ordered quietly and was amused to see how rapidly 
my instructions were obeyed. I slid my hands on to their exposed cunts 
and began to fondle the two sisters relishing the difference between 
Joanne's rather looser bare cunt and her sister's tight hairy little 
orifice. I turned to Joanne and saw that she was looking at me. I moved 
my lips to hers and her mouth opened under mine. I gave her a slow sexy 
kiss before whispering,

"I am going to fuck Penny again, give me a nice wank to get me ready." 
She did not bother protesting and I continued to kiss her and to feel 
both sisters as I felt her soft hand begin to wank me to stiffness. It 
did not take long before I was ready for her younger sister. I took my 
lips from Joanne's and said,

"While I am fucking your sister you can make me some breakfast. There 
is some stuff in my pack. Now get on with it." I released her cunt and 
turned to the nervous teenager lying beside me. I slipped an arm round 
her and moved my hand down on to her firm young buttocks while leaving 
the other hand between her slender thighs. I began to finger-fuck her 
cunt using first one and then two fingers and I slipped a finger of the 
other hand straight up her tight clinging young arsehole. She gasped 
and reddened. I began to kiss her, taking immediate and full possession 
of her mouth and casually and completely exploring her lips and gums. I 
could feel her cunt becoming wet in my hand. I took my fingers from her 
cunt and raised her thigh so that it was over mine giving my stiff 
prick complete access to her moist and ready cunt. I pulled her 
slightly towards me, still impaled on my finger in her arse and slipped 
the head of my prick between the outer lips of her wet tight hairy 
little cunt. Although she was tight it was easier than the first time. 
I had her so moist that I could slide my eight inch prick straight up 
the teenager in one smooth stroke until I was buried in her to the 
balls. She gasped and screwed her eyes up. Her blush deepened.

I started to slowly fuck Penny pulling her on to my prick with the 
finger I had stuck up her arse. I could only use about four inches of 
my prick as the position was too restricting so I slid my finger from 
the teenager's arse and brought it to her lips she tried to keep her 
lips closed but I slid my insistent finger beyond them and made her 
lick it clean. She gasped with horror and disgust. I moved her on to 
her back and began to ride her harder. Her eyes were wide and I could 
feel her hips beginning to move with me. She was enjoying this fuck 
more than her first!! I began to kiss her as I moved my hands to her 
firm young breasts and began to tease her nipples to hardness. and 
began to fuck her more vigorously using all of my prick. Her eyes 
widened and she began to pant under my lips as, despite herself, she 
became more excited. I took my lips from hers and looked into her eyes. 
I whispered into her ear under her sweaty hair,

"Put your legs round my back and start moving your hips, darling, you 
will enjoy it much more."

Her slender young legs rose compliantly from the bed where they had 
been lying splayed and relaxed and she wrapped her strong thighs around 
me just above my arse and began to pull me into her. Her hips began to 
move sweetly with me and we began a nice slow rhythmical deep and 
satisfying fuck.. I slipped my hands between us on to the firm cones of 
her breasts as they bounced sweetly with each strong thrust and I began 
to feel her, twisting her erect pink nipples. I could hear her 
breathing becoming more ragged and she started to emit tiny wordless 
squeaks in time with my thrusts. I could feel the pressure building and 
I made no effort to delay things. Just as I felt the spasms of her 
orgasm begin deep in her cunt I felt the warmth from my balls spread 
through my body and I began to come. Spurt after spurt of potent fluid 
jetted past her cervix into her unprotected womb as she came with a 
loud gasp and a squeal. I gave the sweaty teenager a last kiss and 
rolled off her. She drew her legs up and pressed her thighs together 
lying on her back looking up at the ceiling. I did not say anything as 
I felt that this was the best position to ensure that my cum stayed in 
her and making her pregnant.

I chuckled to myself as I got off the bed and went for a quick wash 
leaving the exhausted teenager still trying to come to terms with what 
had happened to her. I could smell the enticing smell of frying bacon 
as the naked Joanne was making my breakfast. I went up behind her as 
she stood at the stove, slipped my arms around her and cupped her full 
firm breasts. I played with the sexy woman a moment, rubbing my semi-
stiff prick against the sweet swell of her bottom before releasing her 
and going to look out of the window. It was now light, the wind had 
dropped and it had stopped snowing. I went back to the table and sat 
down as Joanne served me my breakfast. I pointed to a hard kitchen 
chair about five feet away.

"You can entertain me while I have my breakfast," I told the brunette, 
"sit there, spread your thighs and play with your tits and cunt. I want 
to see you come before I finish eating." I watched with amusement as 
the now totally cowed woman sat on the hard chair and splayed her 
thighs. I could see the evidence of my previous activity from the dried 
cum all over her outer lips and upper thighs. She must have been very 
uncomfortable in the night! She slipped two fingers of one hand into 
her cunt and began to play with herself using the other hand to 
manipulate a prominent nipple which rapidly stiffened. I ate my 
breakfast and watched the stunning sight of a compliant girl 
masturbating herself to orgasm within five feet of me. Her breathing 
rapidly quickened and became more ragged. She was now vigorously using 
three fingers to play with her wet cunt and hard little clitoris. I 
could see her moisture on her fingers. In spite of her efforts she was 
too tense to be able to come but watching her had begun to get me ready 
again although I had so recently fucked her sister. I motioned to 
Joanne.

"You are not going to get any further like that. I have finished my 
breakfast, come over here, kneel between my thighs and suck me off. You 
can give me a nice wank first." I spread my thighs. And Joanne got up 
and came over and knelt down between them. I could feel the soft 
pillows of her breasts against my hairy calves. She began to wank my 
soft prick with her cool hand and, leaning forward, slipped the head 
between her soft red lips.. The sensation of her warm wet mouth was 
extraordinary and she began skillfully to combine a gentle wank with 
her rhythmical sucking. She really was an expert cocksucker. Her fiancé 
was a very lucky man! Before long I was hard and I looked with pleasure 
at the bobbing head of the naked brunette as she fucked her hot young 
mouth with my stiff prick.

It was nearly time to go but I decided to have one last fuck now that 
Joanne had got me stiff again. I wound my hand in her sweaty hair and 
gently pulled her mouth from my prick, to which it remained attached by 
a tendril of pre-cum from the tip of my prick to the corner of her red 
lips. I let go of her hair and reached down to grasp a stiff nipple in 
my fingers. I twisted it and she gasped. I stood up and raised the 
sweaty girl to her feet by upward pressure on her nipple. Without 
saying anything I cleared a space on the table and moved her so that 
she was standing at the table with her thighs pressed against it and 
her back to me. I pulled down on her nipple and compelled her to lie 
face downwards on the table. I spread her legs with my foot and the 
submissive girl just let things happen. This position gave me good 
access to her cunt and arse. I ran my hand over her well-made bottom 
and the temptation to redden it again was just too strong. I reached 
for my belt and began to spank her, gently at first. She sighed loudly 
with each stroke but I was not really hurting her. Her bottom began to 
become red and I could hear her Penny gasping with horror as she 
watched her older sister receiving another spanking.

I knew that I was not really hurting Joanne. I slipped my hand between 
her thighs and, not altogether to my surprise, her cunt was sopping 
wet. The smell of excited girl filled the hut. Her bottom was now a 
fiery red. I put my belt down and moved between her splayed thighs. I 
ran my hand over her hot red buttocks and slipped the head of my stiff 
prick between the lips of her wet cunt. With one smooth movement I slid 
up her until I was buried in her to the balls. She gasped loudly as I 
began to fuck her. As I moved gently in her I kneaded and fondled the 
firm flesh of the buttocks I had just spanked before slipping my hand 
between her cheeks and seeking out the rose of her tight young 
arsehole. I moistened my fingers in the slime from her excited young 
cunt and slipped first one and then two fingers into her arse. She gave 
a surprised squeak and tried to wriggle but I put my other hand on the 
back of her neck and pressed her down holding her prisoner against the 
table. As I fucked her hot wet clinging cunt with a deeper and stronger 
stroke I probed her tight arse with two fingers.. I could feel the 
walls of her arse gripping my fingers tightly. Despite herself she was 
pushing her bottom back into me trying to get my prick deeper inside 
her. I was now fucking her hard with the full length of my prick and I 
knew that things would not last long. I felt the familiar pressure in 
my balls and a wave of heat and heightened sensation spread down my 
legs and up my back. I rammed my fingers hard up her arse and she 
gasped as I began to spurt jet after jet of hot cum deep into her womb. 
Rather to my surprise I saw the flush of orgasm pass over Joanne's 
white shoulders and I felt the velvet ripples pass through her cunt 
wall gripping my stiff prick as the waves of intense sensation swept 
through her body. I seemed to come for a long time and I knew that this 
would be the last I would manage for a while. It was time to get going 
anyway. I pulled out of the exhausted girl and lifted her from the 
table so that she was sitting in a chair. She looked up at me with 
unseeing eyes still lost in the sensations of the orgasm. I chuckled 
and tweaked her breast as I left her to compose herself. I looked 
across at her sister.

"Pour me some hot coffee, Penny, while I get dressed," I said and the 
teenager got of the bed with alacrity and rushed to comply. I went 
behind the small curtain, used the toilet and had a quick wash. When I 
was ready I came out and dressed as I drank my last cup of coffee 
before I left. The naked sisters were sitting on hard kitchen chairs, 
their cum-stained thighs splayed, watching me warily. I packed my 
rucksack and put on my boots.. I put on my anorak and hood. I picked up 
my rucksack and fitted it to my shoulders and moved to the door finally 
looking back at the pretty pair "Goodbye girls" I said cheerfully, 
"Thank you for the entertainment and the hospitality. I may check on 
you in England in a few months to see how my babies are getting on!" I 
closed the door of the hut on their startled faces and moved across the 
snowfield towards the north ridge leading to the path back down to 
Grindelwald and my appointment with Jonathan and Jane.

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Part 3

Late in the afternoon sunshine I sat outside the chalet that I 
maintained in the woods outside Grindelwald and looked up at the great 
north face of the Eiger looming above with on the left the shattered 
treacherous peak of the Schreckhorn as I drank my whisky and considered 
the events of the last day or so (narrated in 'The Climbing Hut, Part 
2'). True, I had not yet been successful in my attempt on the 
Schreckhorn but that could wait. I had been amply rewarded by my 
entertainment with Joanne and Penny and I was already planning to look 
them up in a few months next time I was in England. I still had 
unfinished business with Jonathan and Jane (see 'The Climbing Hut, Part 
I) but after my efforts of the last couple of days and interference by 
the weather delaying my return from the mountain, I only had one 
evening left. That should be sufficient. I already knew from previous 
observation that, as honeymooners, they tended to stay at home in the 
evenings so I could count on finding them there - if not, they would 
find me there when they eventually returned home!!!

I finished my drink, entered my chalet and showered, preparing for the 
evening and night ahead. As usual, I dressed in loose slacks with no 
underwear, a black silk polo-necked sweater and suitable socks for my 
boots for the short walk through the woods to their chalet. It was now 
after seven pm - time to go. I took a last look in the mirror, and, 
satisfied with my preparations, locked my chalet and set off through 
the woods.

Before approaching the honeymooner's chalet I stood in the shadow of 
the trees and watched. Sure enough, a light was on and, as they did not 
expect to be overlooked, the curtains had not been closed. I stood 
silently in the shadows and waited. After a few moments I saw Jonathan 
pass in front of the window and I smiled to myself.. I had happy 
memories of playing with his sexy plump body on the mountain. He was 
dressed in a fairly tight tee-shirt and the little mounds of flesh an 
his chest that I remembered so well were sweetly outlined. I smiled to 
myself reminiscently. I continued to watch as he moved away from the 
window and I caught my first sight of Jane. I recognised her from the 
photograph that I had forced Jonathan to show me in the climbing hut. 
She was a trim, rather pretty brunette, in her very early twenties. She 
had medium length hair, just on her neck. Jonathan had, under pressure, 
described her figure to me but as she was wearing a thick loose sweater 
the details were not apparent from where I was standing. She was 
wearing tight ski-pants however which outlined a full and promising 
young bottom. It was time to move so I quietly moved to the front door 
of the chalet and gently tried the door-knob. It was unlocked. Without 
hesitating I opened it, went quietly in to the small outer hall where I 
slipped off my boots and then opened the door and entered the main 
living room. The occupants turned and looked at me and just froze!

Jane had sat down by the fire while I was crossing from the woods to 
the chalet and Jonathan was standing in the middle of the room by the 
table. He went as pale as a ghost when he saw me and began to visibly 
shake. Jane looked frightened and a little confused, looking from her 
young husband to me and back again. I smiled at the young couple.

"Good evening, Jonathan," I said quietly, "aren't you going to 
introduce me to your lovely wife?" He looked at me in horror and fear 
and I realised that he had probably never known my name.

"I am Mr Evans, Jane" I said, "and I met your husband on the mountain 
last week, didn't he tell you?"

She shook her head and looked at her husband who, if anything went even 
paler. I looked at Jonathan and smiled at the frightened young man.

"That wasn't very nice, Jonathan," I said, "I think that Jane would be 
very interested in the night we spent together in the climbing hut, 
don't you?"

"Please don't," he whispered wretchedly, " I beg you."

Jane looked at her frightened husband in surprise as his words began to 
sink in. She was beginning to realise that something was not right and 
began to get up from her chair.

"Stay where you are, Jane," I snapped brusquely, "and don't you move 
either Jonathan."

Jane showed much more spirit than her husband ever had and got up from 
the chair, picking up a large ornamental poker from the fireplace as 
she did so. She stood by the chair threateningly holding her weapon 
which clearly made her feel more confident.

"I don't know who you are, you bastard," she said quickly and 
nervously, "but you can just get out of our chalet." I noted the 
nervous catch in her voice and knew that she was acting out of 
character. She had never threatened anyone and I doubted very much if 
she would be able to hit me with the poker. Still, she showed some 
spirit.

"Time to put a stop to this," I thought. I moved over to Jonathan who 
was standing rigid watching me as a mongoose watches a snake. As I 
looked at Jane in the eyes I cupped her husband's balls in my hand. 
They both gasped, Jane with shock and Jonathan with fear, embarrassment 
and a little pain as I gently squeezed. I could feel Jonathan's rasping 
breath on my cheek as I felt him and, not altogether to my surprise I 
felt his prick beginning to stir. I smiled at him.

"Just like old times Jonathan," I said. He looked at his wife and 
blushed a deep red. I looked at Jane. "Put the poker down, Jane," I 
said quietly. She looked at me defiantly and did not move. I squeezed 
just a little tighter and he gasped with pain. "If you don't put the 
poker down I am going to hurt your husband," I said conversationally. 
Jane looked at us a moment longer, looked into her husband's terrified 
eyes and with a gesture of disgust threw the poker into the fireplace.

"Now sit down and be quiet," I ordered, and the young wife did as I 
asked and looked with confusion in her eyes at her husband, patently 
unable to protect her, with his balls in another man's hand. I drew out 
a chair from the table and sat down, pulling Jonathan on to my knee. If 
anything, he looked even more embarrassed. He could not look his wife 
in the eyes. I put my hand between his legs and began to fondle his 
prick and balls again as I looked into his wife's eyes and smiled at 
her. I slipped a hand round, under his armpit on to his tit and began 
to feel the soft mound I remembered with such pleasure. I enjoyed the 
feeling of his plump arse cheeks on my hard thighs as I looked at his 
horrified wife. As I felt her husband I thought that it was time to 
bring Jane into the picture.

"I wonder why Jonathan didn't tell you that he met me at the climbing 
hut," I said with a smile. At first she seemed unable to talk, overcome 
by the feelings of watching her young husband of only a few days 
sitting on an other man's lap and being felt up before her eyes, 
without his protesting. I could smell Jonathan's sweat.

"Please don't," he whispered wretchedly. I tilted his face towards me 
and kissed him on the lips, gently brushing his lips with my tongue. I 
heard the shocked gasp from Jane as she watched. I took my lips from 
her husband's soft mouth and looked at her.

"It is time you realise how things are Jane, " I said, "on the mountain 
I made use of your husband. I made him my bitch. I needed a woman and 
as there was only your husband handy, I used him and he enjoyed it, 
whatever he may say. However, I promised him that I would get to know 
you as well and that is why I am here. Your husband knows what I like 
and is willing to accommodate me, aren't you Jonathan?" He looked from 
his wife to me and blushed even deeper if that were possible. "Well?" I 
asked,

"He can be so cruel, Jane," Jonathan whispered wretchedly, You just 
don't know."

I looked at the blushing frightened husband on my lap and gave his 
balls another squeeze. He gasped with pain.

You know what will happen to you both if you don't do exactly as I say, 
don't you?" He nodded helplessly. I kissed him again, this time 
slipping my tongue between his lips and taking possession of his mouth. 
I gave him a long slow, luxurious kiss, exploring his palate and gums 
at my leisure as I looked over his shoulder into the eyes of his 
horrified young wife. I released Jonathan's mouth and looked into his 
eyes.

"I think that it is time I saw more of your lovely young bride," I said 
conversationally, "get me a drink and then go and strip her to her bra 
and panties for me. This time there was a simultaneous gasp of shock 
from both of them. I watched Jane's young body trembling with outrage 
and anger and I could feel her husband shaking with fear on my lap. I 
sighed, they still had a lot to learn. "I won't tell you again, 
Jonathan," I whispered with some menace. He sobbed and slid off my lap, 
went to a cupboard and brought me a stiff whisky.

"Thank you darling," I smiled. He blushed furiously at the endearment 
and looked helplessly at me. I nodded towards Jane.

"Just get on with it," I said. He walked over to his wife and she 
looked up at him with an unreadable expression in her eyes.

"I am so sorry, darling," he said wretchedly to his young wife, "you 
don't know what he can be like." He reached for the hem of her sweater 
but she brushed his hands away, looking up at him with contempt 
beginning to dawn in her eyes. She rapidly drew the sweater over her 
head and looked at me defiantly. She was now wearing black tight ski-
pants and a pale-blue tight tee shirt which neatly outlined her pert 
breasts and showed the lace of her bra through the thin material. Her 
husband looked down at her miserably. I smiled across at them,

"Now the pants and tee-shirt, Jane darling," I said.

She looked at me with hate in her eyes and, raising her well-made young 
bottom from the chair, slipped off her ski-pants and drew the tee-shirt 
over her head, leaving her sitting in a pale blue very thin matching 
bra and pantie set. The bra was a push-up half-cup bra which clearly 
defined her firm young breasts, thrusting them out and leaving the 
upper surfaces completely bare. Her panties were high-cut and flimsy 
drawn tightly and defining the fleshy outer lips of a well-made plump 
young cunt with a cute little floss of pubic hair evident under the 
material.

"You look lovely, Jane darling," I said. She glared at me, too angry 
and humiliated to speak. "Come over here and sit on my lap." They both 
gasped and did not move.

"Don't make me come and get you," I said with some menace. Jane looked 
at her husband with an unreadable expression in her eyes, got slowly to 
her feet and moved reluctantly towards me. I smiled at her as her 
husband watched us. I looked with pleasure at her firm trim young body 
barely concealed by the thin pale blue silk and let her see me running 
my eyes over her. She flushed. I reached for her hand to draw her onto 
my lap but with a sudden burst of spirit she lashed out and tried to 
scratch my face with her nails. I caught her swinging arm by the wrist 
and held her firmly and I heard Jonathan gasp.

"You have just made a very big mistake, Jane darling," I said quietly 
as I looked up at the angry trembling woman, "I am going to have to 
teach you a lesson". Jane stood shaking in front of me her cute breasts 
trembling slightly, barely concealed by the flimsy bra and I saw with 
pleasure some tendrils of dark hair which were escaping from under the 
high-cut hem of her very flimsy pale blue panties. I could smell the 
sweat of her fear and I could hear her young husband's harsh breathing 
in the quiet room.

"I am going to thrash you Jane," I said casually, "so that you remember 
this for ever and so that you never make the mistake of defying me 
again. Jonathan knows by experience that I mean what I say." The 
virtually naked young brunette looked down angrily at me.

"You can't do that!" she whispered, "you just can't." I just looked up 
at her and said nothing. Still holding her by the wrist I slowly took 
my leather belt off with one hand looking up all the time into her 
frightened eyes. I folded it in half in my hand making a convenient 
strap.

"You can make this as hard for yourself as you like but you are going 
to be punished," I said. I looked over at her husband as he stood 
trembling by the fireplace.. I beckoned him towards me with the strap 
and he reluctantly approached. I was still holding Jane by the wrist. I 
looked into Jonathan's frightened eyes.

"Your wife has defied me Jonathan and you know exactly what I am 
capable of. Now pull your wife's panties down to her knees and get her 
ready to be punished." I said to hem. He looked helplessly into my eyes 
but saw that I was implacable. He gave a frustrated hopeless sob and 
looked at his young wife.

"I'm so sorry darling," he whispered, "I can't help it. He is making me 
do it."

She looked at her husband with increasing contempt in her eyes and then 
down at me with frustrated fury. I still held her by the wrist and I 
smiled into her hate-filled eyes as her young husband hooked his 
fingers in the thin elasticated waist-band of her panties and pulled 
them slowly down her smooth tanned thighs to her knees which I could 
see visibly trembling. I sensed that I had won as I saw defeat 
beginning to dawn in her eyes and I released her wrist. I looked up at 
her and waited, gently slapping the folded belt against the palm of my 
hand. She knew from my eyes that there was no escape. I took my time 
and let her stand in front of me with her panties round her knees while 
I leisurely looked over her fit young body. She was a very erotic sight 
and I decided to embarrass her further knowing that the more I broke 
her resistance now the less trouble I would have with her later. She 
had a long slender elegant neck arising from firm shapely shoulders 
which supported a really magnificent pair of breasts shown to their 
best advantage encased in the thin sexy pale blue silk bra through 
which the hard points of her nipples were very evident. She seemed to 
have rather large dark areolae, clearly visible through the thin nylon. 
Her chest narrowed to a slim waist before broadening to a pair of nice 
roomy hips and a cute little stomach, relatively flat, but with an 
appealing curviness.

"Turn round slowly," I ordered, embarrassing her further in front of 
her frightened husband, and again she did as I asked without protest. I 
looked approvingly at the firm swelling of her plump bottom. She had a 
very well made arse and looking further I noted firm but not fat thighs 
and slender, shapely calves. Altogether she was very appealing indeed. 
When she was facing me again I looked up into her eyes.

"Well?" I asked quietly.

"I'm very sorry," she whispered, hate making her voice catch and 
certainly sounding less than sincere. "I know that it was wrong to try 
to scratch you. Please, please don't hurt me. Leave us both alone, we 
are on honeymoon and haven't done you any harm."

I looked at her husband.

"Please don't hurt her," he whispered, "we'll do anything you want, 
just don't hurt her." I smiled at him.

"Do you remember how you were dressed in the climbing hut?" I asked 
him. He blushed and went pale.

"Oh God!! No!" he whispered.

"You know what I like, so while I attend to your wife - go and get 
changed. Stay in the bedroom till I call you. But when I call you come 
out at once and you know how you are to be dressed." He looked sickly 
at me and I saw Jane looking questioningly at him but he did not meet 
her eyes. He turned away and slowly and miserably made his way to the 
bedroom,

I took Jane by the hand and drew her unwilling body to my side and 
pulled her down so that she lay over on my lap with her bare cunt 
against my stiffening prick and her breasts dangling in a delicious 
erotic curve. I enjoyed making her wait so I put the belt down on the 
table for a moment and began to feel her plump bottom squeezing and 
fondling the globes of her buttocks before moving to the crack between 
them. She gasped with outrage and wriggled a little on my lap before 
becoming aware of my stiffening prick against her bare cunt through the 
thin nylon of my slacks. I reached down with my other hand and began to 
feel her dangling tit, gently torturing the nipple through her bra 
until she gasped with pain.

"Spread your thighs a little," I ordered, and she was now so terrified 
that she immediately complied. Interestingly she was excited despite 
herself as I found when I put my hand between her thighs from the back 
and felt her moistening cunt. I drew my hand back and, having 
lubricated a finger with the female moistness of her damp cunt I gently 
pushed it into the dimple of her arse. She gasped with shock wriggled 
again on my lap, her cunt agitating my stiff prick as I gently finger-
fucked her arse while I squeezed her nipple.

"Please don't," she whispered wretchedly, "that's so dirty, I've never 
done anything like that before." I just laughed and said to her 
quietly,

"Listen to me Jane, and take notice," I said, "If you want to be able 
to sit down comfortably in the future then you better make no more 
mistakes. While I am here you do exactly as you are told, you do not 
struggle or defy me and you definitely do not try to scratch me. Now 
for your first lesson in obedience."

I picked up the belt and began to thrash the trembling plump white arse 
spread out on my lap. I started relatively gently taking care not to 
land too many stokes in the same place and as her arse reddened I began 
to increase the force. At first she began to wriggle gasping with each 
stroke but I held her cunt firmly against my prick by pulling down on 
her nipple. Her arse began to be more clearly marked by the strokes of 
the leather belt and her gasps became wordless moans as I continued her 
punishment. I increased the force of my stroke more and she began to 
emit wordless screams as each blow landed. I varied my target, 
thrashing the tops of her slender thighs as well as her plump fiery 
arse. She was screaming loudly now and I felt a tell-tale warmth in my 
groin as her cunt moistened. Despite herself, and in spite of the pain, 
the thrashing was exciting her and she wriggled helplessly on my lap, 
desperately agitating her bare wet excited cunt against my prick. She 
gave a sudden loud cry and through all her pain came on my lap with a 
shattering orgasm. I stopped thrashing her and her screams subsided to 
a quiet but desperate sobbing. I let her lie for a moment trembling 
across my lap as the waves of her orgasm faded. I could feel the 
wetness on my slacks over my prick where she had come and I could smell 
her sweat. I gently stroked her red arse and slipped my finger up her 
again for a last quick finger-fuck of her tight little hole - then I 
withdrew my finger and gave her red arse cheek a sharp slap. She gasped 
in pain and shock. I let go of her nipple and pushed off my knee to the 
floor at my feet. She lay in front of me with splayed legs, the right 
leg out straight and the left bent at the knee. Her flimsy panties made 
a tight band down round her knees and her wet cunt gaped. Tears ran 
down her face as she sobbed, her eyes all puffed up. I looked down at 
Jane and smiled,

"Did you enjoy that darling?" I asked maliciously. She shuddered. "You 
came anyway," I said with a smile. She blushed furiously.

"I couldn't help it, you bastard!" she said breathlessly. I just looked 
at her and motioned for her to stand. She just looked dumbly up at me 
so I reached down and grasped her by the nipple and, standing pulled 
upwards on her tit. She gasped and, driven by the pain in her tit, 
scrambled inelegantly to get her legs underneath her as she struggled 
to her feet. I looked in to her eyes and smiled coldly.

"You are going to have to start being a lot more polite if you want to 
avoid another spanking," I said as I sat down. I reached out and cupped 
her cunt, feeling the wetness against my palm. She gasped and I felt 
the wave of contraction as the muscles of her thighs and ass clenched 
against my intrusion. I hooked two fingers in her cunt and pulled her 
towards me. At first she resisted but then took two small steps towards 
me until she was standing by my knee, impaled on my fingers and looking 
down at me with hate in her pretty eyes. I could smell the perspiration 
from her reluctantly excited body. I rested my arm along the arm of the 
chair so that my fingers were extended at the level of her cunt with my 
index and middle fingers buried in her to the knuckle.

"Fuck yourself on my fingers," I said quietly, and it was a measure of 
the control that I had achieved with such little effort that the young 
woman began reluctantly to move her hips backwards and forwards, 
pleasuring and shaming herself on my stiff outstretched fingers. I 
hooked my fingers up slightly so that at each movement the young 
brunette drew my fingers along the roof of her cunt and brushed her 
clit on my extended thumb. Her breathing began to quicken again and a 
blush began to spread from her cheeks to her shoulders as her movement 
on my fingers became more urgent. I could smell her perspiration and I 
saw a fine sheen on her forehead as she worked her hot tight little 
cunt on my fingers. Her thighs parted a little more as she strove, 
against her will but unable to control herself, to get my fingers 
deeper into her cunt. Her panties were a tight band just above her 
knees limiting her movement.

Suddenly her breathing became more ragged, her blush deepened and she 
gave a shuddering gasp as she came on my fingers. I supported her with 
my fingers in her cunt as she stood on shaking legs looking past me 
with unseeing eyes, lost in the moment, rivers of perspiration running 
down the cleavage between her firm prefect young breasts. Her breathing 
began to calm down and the light of recognition returned to her eyes. 
She looked down at me with a shudder. I smiled coldly up at her 
blushing, embarrassed, perspiring face.

"I don't think that it is fair that you have cum twice and I haven't at 
all, Jane. I think that it would be nice if you sucked me off." She 
looked down at me in horror and glanced at the open bedroom door.

"Please don't make me," she begged, "I have never even done that for my 
husband." I spite of this protestation I saw guilt in her eyes. I 
smiled knowingly up at her.

"You have done it before though Jane, haven't you?" I said. She looked 
again at the bedroom door an looked helplessly at me. I smiled at her 
and lay back in the chair with my thighs apart. "Pull your panties up 
and just get on with it," I ordered. Jane pulled up her panties and I 
looked with pleasure as the damp nylon clung to and clearly defined her 
wet pouting slit. She looked into my eyes and knew that there was no 
escape. She bent over me and reached for the zipper of my slacks.. She 
drew down the zipper and gasped as my semi-erect prick emerged. She 
looked helplessly down into my eyes. I put my hands on her shoulders, 
looking down her cleavage, beaded by sweat and pushed her to her knees 
between my thighs, parting her thighs with my foot until they gaped 
widely. I looked down with pleasure at her pouting cunt neatly and 
clearly outlined by the now-transparent wet panties.

"Just get on with it," I ordered. "Since you made me all sweaty by 
cumming on my lap as I spanked you it would be nice if you cleaned my 
prick and balls with your tongue" I said, "then when I am nice and 
clean again you can suck me off."

"I couldn't" she whispered "it's so horrible and dirty. I've only ever 
done it once before." I laughed.

"Just get on with it and shut up, Jane darling. I don't want to have to 
tell you again". She blushed at the endearment and slowly moved her 
head forward on to my hard thigh and began reluctantly and amateurishly 
to try to clean my prick and balls with her tongue. I looked down at 
her as my prick stiffened and rose towards her lips which automatically 
parted. I put my hand on her dark hair and drew her forward so that I 
felt my prick being drawn into her hot soft young mouth and I looked at 
the sweet rosebud of her lips stretched around the shaft. In spite of 
her protestations I could tell that she had done this before. Mine was 
not the first prick she had sucked. Although not an expert she clearly 
had a very good idea what to do. She ran her tongue around the bottom 
rim of my knobhead very delicately and began a slow rhythmical sucking, 
drawing my prick deep into her hot little mouth and combining it with a 
gentle stroking. It felt really great and I looked down at the now 
submissive young wife, her head moving backwards and forwards 
deliciously on my prick.

I just lay and enjoyed the sensations as the talented young girl worked 
on my stiff prick. She may have been a beginner with not much 
experience but she was a natural. I tapped her on the head and she 
looked up into my eyes without pausing in sucking me off.

"Don't stop until I tell you," I ordered her quietly, "or it will be 
the worse for you. I had positioned her so that while she was sucking 
me off she could see the door to the bedroom where I had sent her 
husband. I looked at the bedroom door. "All right, Jonathan, you can 
come out now," I said and I felt his young wife stiffen in shock as he 
reluctantly came through the door. She did not however dare to stop 
sucking me off and Jonathan looked in horror at his bride on her knees 
between my thighs her dark head bobbing backwards and forwards on my 
stiff prick. The young husband and wife looked at one another each 
recognising the other's humiliation and misery. Jonathan watched his 
bride submissively sucking off a man who had thrashed her bare bottom 
till she came and who she had known less than an hour while his wife 
paused with her lips around my prick and looked in shock and horror at 
her husband. He was dressed in one of her short nightdresses and a pair 
of matching tight high-cut panties clearly outlining his prick and 
balls. The nightdress was a delicate silk yellow material and I knew 
that I had seen it before. He had worn it for me when we were in the 
climbing hut.

I tapped Jane gently on the head and she obediently continued to suck 
me off, her dark head rhythmically bobbing. I motioned Jonathan towards 
me and he reluctantly approached. When he was standing by my chair I 
motioned to his legs and he parted his thighs. I cupped his balls and 
began to feel him through the thin nylon as I looked into his eyes. He 
rapidly became stiff under my fingers and I began to stroke his prick 
through the nylon. He blushed and gasped but did not dare pull away and 
I could feel his legs trembling.

A combination of playing with the submissive husband and the active 
mouth of his young bride was proving too much for me. I could feel the 
warmth building in my balls and I put my hand on Jane's dark head 
holding her firmly so that she could not release my prick Jane sobbed 
on my prick and the warmth from my balls grew stronger. I wound my hand 
more firmly in her hair so that I was sure that she could not remove 
her mouth and looked down into her eyes which looked back into mine.

"Suck harder," I said harshly and she obeyed helplessly. I could feel 
the sperm being sucked out of my balls and I pulled her mouth on to my 
prick further pushing it about four inches in as I came in her mouth 
and blasted a load of hot cum against the back of her throat. She began 
to gag but I held her mouth on my prick relentlessly until she had been 
compelled to swallow it all. A thin white trickle randown from the 
corner of her red lips on to her chin. She just looked up at me in mute 
horror as she knelt before me with my softening prick in her mouth. I 
could feel her husband's rigid body as I played with his prick and 
looked down at his humiliated bride.

"That was lovely, Jane darling," I said, "Go and clean your teeth and 
then you can be making us some supper. When you are in the bedroom, 
stay dressed exactly as you are now, but put on a pair of shoes with 
the highest heels you have." Jane released my prick and rubbed her 
mouth as she got to her feet. She looked at me in horror as she went to 
the bathroom. I looked up at Jonathan.

"Undress me," I ordered. He carefully pulled my sweater over my head 
and as I lifted my bottom from the chair removed my slacks. I was now 
naked and he looked with horrified fascination at the body he knew so 
well from his last experience. "I think that it is time we got to know 
one another again darling, " I said and smiled as he blushed furiously.

I drew him down on to my knee and to my pleasure, in spite of all I had 
done to him he still behaved like a frightened horrified yet excited 
fascinated young virgin. I sat him on my lap as I had previously done 
on the mountain so that my stiff prick protruded between his plump 
thighs just below his balls. I put my arm round him under his armpit 
and began to renew my acquaintance with his cute little tits. "Suck my 
nipples Jonathan like you did before, do both alternately" I said 
casually. He looked at me with defeat in his eyes and put his mouth to 
my hairy nipple. "Suck me nicely" I ordered "using your lips, teeth and 
tongue, the way I taught you". I began to feel him begin to suck my 
nipple, using his teeth to tease it and his tongue on the areola. I let 
him get on with it and put my hand between his legs and began to fondle 
his prick and balls again. I lay back with one hand back on his tit and 
the other feeling his prick and balls while he unwillingly sucked my 
nipples, moving from one to the other. I began to feel waves of 
sensation from my nipples as he reluctantly sucked them. I enjoyed the 
feeling of his plump arse cheeks on my hard thighs as I looked down at 
my unwilling partner. I moved his head from my nipple and looked into 
his eyes.

"Let's see if Jane has taught you how to kiss any better since we last 
met" I said. His eyes widened but without giving him time to protest, 
or even think I put one hand behind his head and pulled him to me. He 
gasped. I put my tongue to his lips and gently but insistently 
pressured him until, despite himself, his lips parted. I gave him a 
long deep kiss, sucking on his tongue and exploring his cheeks and gums 
with my demanding tongue. He sat trembling and blushing on my lap as I 
continued my long deep kiss, my hand cupping his balls. His prick was 
stiff against the silk of his panties. I moved my hand from his balls 
to his tits and began to fondle his plump breast mounds through his 
nightie occasionally twisting his nipples. He gasped into my mouth 
against the kiss. I moved my lips from his and looked into his blushing 
face.

"Well, Jonathan" I said mockingly "your kissing has certainly improved. 
You must have been practising". My fingers were getting sweaty from his 
balls so I moved my hand further back and slid a finger up the leg of 
his panties straight up his ass. He went rigid with shock. I just 
laughed and gave his ass a quick gentle finger-fuck as I continued 
feeling his plump tit through the nylon of his nightie.

We both heard Jane return from the bathroom and heard her gasp as she 
watched me playing with her unwilling husband. I smiled at her.

"Jonathan makes a very sexy girl don't you think Jane?" I asked, "you 
might do worse than keep him in panties from now on." At this Jonathan 
blushed even redder. I looked at Jane.

"Get on and make some supper," I ordered, and, ignoring her turned back 
to her husband on my lap and moved his mouth back to my nipple. She 
looked wordlessly at us and watched for a moment as I felt her husband 
through the nylon over his plump little tit and gently stroked his 
prick. She watched a moment longer as he sucked my nipples. I smiled at 
her and she turned away and began to set out a nice cold supper. I took 
pleasure in watching her carrying out my orders without question while 
I played with her compliant reluctant young husband. Jane was an erotic 
sight just dressed in thin panties and matching bra through the sheer 
material of which her prominent erect nipples were clearly defined, a 
garter-belt and dark sheer stockings and the high heels that she had 
not dared to remove. Eventually the preparations for supper were 
completed and Jane stood looking at me. It was interesting that she 
appeared to be waiting for further instructions. I had not expected to 
break her resistance quite this quickly. I slid her husband off my knee 
on to the floor and stood up. I left him lying by the chair as I went 
to the table and took my place at it's head. I looked at Jane.

"You two won't be needing chairs," I said conversationally, "as you 
wont be having any supper. Get two cushions and put them in the middle 
of the floor where I can see them both." Wordlessly she complied and 
looked at me, waiting. I looked at the young couple and smiled.

"I like a floor show while I eat, and you two are it. Kneel down on the 
cushions and spread your thighs. Kneel up straight with your heads 
erect and your hands behind your backs." I watched as they complied, 
looking with pleasure from one to the other. They were an attractive 
couple. Jane's firm young body glistened with the sweat of her previous 
physical exertions and emotional experiences. The pose I had put her in 
meant that her wet panties were drawn tightly across and into the 
pouting lips of her wet young cunt. The effect of her erect back caused 
her perfect breasts to be thrust out straining the material of her thin 
bra. Jonathan kneeled on his cushion in his wife's cute nightie which 
reached just below the level of his navel. His widely-spread thighs 
drew the high-cut panties tightly across, outlining and defining, his 
balls. I was not surprised to see that his small prick was erect. The 
nightie was tight across his chest, defining his plump breast mounds 
clearly. His nipples were very evident as small protuberances through 
the thin material. I smiled at the frightened, uncomfortable submissive 
pair and looked at the table.

Jane had set out a light but appetising supper. There was a bottle of 
cold white wine some oysters and other mixed sea-food and a small 
cheese board with some rather nice cheeses and a selection of crackers, 
just what I needed. I poured myself a glass of wine and tasted it, 
running it around my mouth meditatively and allowing the bouquet to 
enter my nose. It was a rather fruity young wine, possibly too young, 
but certainly drinkable at the right temperature. As I drank I looked 
down at the young couple kneeling in the centre of their living room.

"While I have my supper," I said quietly, "you two can play with 
yourselves. Jane, slip your fingers up the leg of your panties and 
start to finger-fuck your cunt with two fingers while with the other 
hand you play with your breasts. If you haven't cum by the time I have 
finished my supper you will get another spanking and it will be one you 
will not forget in a hurry." I watched her hurriedly slip her fingers 
into her panties and start to play with her cunt while her other hand 
reached up and began to manipulate her nipple.

"Jonathan," I said, "you can start playing with your prick and balls. 
By the time I have finished my supper it will be the worse for you if 
you haven't cum in your panties." I watched his right hand go between 
his thighs, caress his balls through the tight nylon and move upwards 
to his little shaft which he grasped through the nylon and began to 
toss himself off.

I concentrated on my supper and watched the pretty pair with amusement. 
I could hear Jane's breathing becoming first uneven and then ragged as 
she worked her wet cunt. She squeezed her breast hard between her 
fingers and I saw the flesh redden from her exertions. I could see the 
tell-tale sheen of sweat on her brow as she began to pant. She threw 
her head back and looked up at the ceiling, swinging her head from side 
to side in time with the movements of her fingers. Her shortish hair 
swung like a curtain whipping against her flushed cheeks. She began to 
emit high-pitched squeaks in time with her thrusting fingers. Her 
movements became faster and faster until she was sawing her fingers 
rapidly in and out of her wet cunt. I could hear the wet noise as her 
fingers moved in her tight channel and the whole room smelled of sex. 
She suddenly came with a shuddering gasp and a louder squeak and 
relaxed, leaning forward with one hand on the floor and the other still 
up the leg of her panties with her fingers in her wet cunt. In this 
position, her breasts hung beautifully and I admired the sculptured 
curves of their upper surfaces. Her husband had been watching her and 
wanking as he watched and it was no surprise to me that the spreading 
stain of wet on his panties showed that he had cum as he watched his 
wife perform for me.

I smiled at the pretty pair as they kneeled, thighs apart, on their 
cushions. They were too weak to sit upright for the moment and both had 
bent forward supporting themselves on their hands, Jane's shortish hair 
hanging forward lankly like a curtain concealing the upper part of her 
face.. I looked with pleasure at her : Her body shone with sweat after 
her efforts and the crotch of her panties was soaking wet and 
transparent, plastered to and outlining the prominent lips of her cunt. 
Her breasts, confined in the sexy nylon heaved as she tried to bring 
her breathing under control. Jonathan was leaning forward with both 
hands on the floor. The nightie was lying across his plump thighs 
concealing his panties but plastered to his upper body by the sweat of 
his mingled fear and excitement, outlining his cute little breast 
mounds. His nipples appeared to be erect. I let them recover as I 
finished my wine. Their breathing became more controlled and they began 
to move uneasily on their cushions. I could see them glancing at me. I 
decided that it was time to put on a little more pressure.

"Sit up straight like you were before," I ordered, "you know the 
position by now." I was interested that all the fight appeared to have 
gone out of them. They both knelt erect on their cushions with their 
hands behind them, backs straight and their thighs spread. I looked 
with pleasure at Jane's outthrust firm young breasts and the way the 
nylon of her panties was drawn tightly across the prominent lips of her 
cunt.

"I think that it is time for bed, don't you?" I asked casually. The 
honeymooners looked at each other and I saw Jonathan go paler. He had 
already had experience of what bed with me meant in the climbing hut. I 
looked at Jane.

"Go and have a shower and wash your hair Jane darling, I said, "put on 
a sexy nightdress, short and without panties and wait for me in bed. 
She hesitated only a moment before pushing herself to her feet and 
heading for the door on weary legs. I let her almost leave the room 
before regaining her attention.

"After you have showered Jane," I ordered, " I want you to shave your 
cunt. When I come to bed it is to be completely bare, do you 
understand?" She went red and then pale and I could see her trembling 
with both fear and anger.

"You bastard," she got out finally, "I won't do it, I just won't do it 
and you can't make me." I smiled at her gently.

"Do you remember the spanking I gave you less than an hour ago?" I 
asked her quietly, "Well, unless you do as you are told that is nothing 
to what I will do to your husband. I will thrash his fat arse with the 
buckle of my belt until it bleeds. When I come to bed you better be 
ready for me, showered and clean in a nice sexy nightdress with an cute 
bald girlie cunt. Now get out." She looked at me once more, then at her 
husband and left the room. In a moment we here the splash of water as 
the shower started.

I looked at the trembling young husband still kneeling on his cushion 
with his thighs widely spread.

"Pour me some coffee, Jonathan, I ordered and then get on with the 
washing up." He struggled to his feet and went to the table in the 
small kitchen area of the chalet and poured me some black coffee which 
he carefully carried across to me and put down beside me. I saw with 
amusement that he was keeping as far away from me as he could, hoping 
that I wouldn't notice.

"Now get on with the washing up while I enjoy my coffee," I ordered. I 
watched him silently as Jonathan collected my used crockery and took 
them to the small sink unit across the chalet. He stood with his back 
to me looking out of the window into the darkness which pressed closely 
back against the window and listening to the sigh of the wind in the 
fir trees around the chalet. I finished my coffee, got up and moved 
quietly across the floor to stand immediately behind Jonathan. He saw 
my reflection in the window and gasped and stiffened but did not dare 
to move. I pressed my groin against his plump little bottom and felt 
him shudder. I smiled to myself and, leaning forward, kissed him gently 
on the back of his neck under his hair. He jumped with the shock of the 
unexpected contact. I put my hands on either side of him holding the 
sink so that he was trapped between my arms and I moved closer pushing 
him against the sink until I could feel the soft swell of his plump 
bottom against my groin and so that he could feel my stiff erect prick 
in the cleft of his buttocks. I kissed him again on the neck and gently 
licked his ear and chuckled as he shuddered. I could smell the faint 
sweat of his fear and, as always this turned me on more. Without 
touching him further but just caressing his buttocks with my groin I 
put my lips to his ear, which was red with embarrassment and shame.

"I think that it is time we renewed our acquaintance, don't you 
Jonathan? I whispered quietly, "have you missed my prick?

"Please leave me alone," he whispered wretchedly. I kissed his neck 
again and smiled at him so that he could see me reflected in the dark 
window. I moved my hands from the sink to hold him by the waist just 
above his flesh hips, pressing him against the sink with my groin 
firmly pressed against his buttocks.

"I am going to really enjoy myself with your wife as I promised you 
that I would" I said quietly, "but I am not going to leave you out. I 
am just going to remind you of what I gave you in the climbing hut so 
that you are in the mood for later."

I heard him give a suppressed sob.. I moved my hands gently up from his 
waist until they were on his chest with the thumbs just brushing the 
lower edge of his cute plump little breast mounds. I could feel him 
shaking as I pressed my groin into his sexy full buttocks. I kissed him 
again on the neck and deliberately moved my hands up on to his chest 
squeezing his plump flesh through the nylon of his nightie and rubbing 
my thumb over his nipples. He groaned loudly. I began to deliberately 
play with his nipples until, despite himself I could feel them 
hardening under my palms and making distinct stiff little cones in the 
delicate fabric of the nightie. I already knew from past experience 
that he had very prominent sensitive nipples. They were now like little 
bullets in my palms. His trembling increased as I pressed my groin into 
his plump bottom and I began to smell the increasing smell of his 
reluctant horrified excitement.

"Bend forward and stick your arse out," I ordered abruptly, tweaking 
his left nipple sharply. He gasped and complied without a struggle.

I pressed my prick against the nylon of his pantie-covered arse as I 
leaned over him and he gasped with pain as I twisted his nipples. I 
flicked up the hem of his nightie so that it was lying across his back. 
I kicked his ankle and he got the message immediately, moving his feet 
apart with a sob so that his thighs were widely spread. I put my hand 
between his spread thighs and felt his balls. I was not surprised to 
find him erect.

"Stick your arse out more," I said, and I felt it press more firmly 
into me. All this activity had kept me hard. I moistened my fingers in 
the cum and sweat around his balls and moved the nylon aside to give me 
better access to his arse which I smeared with his lubricant. I felt 
him sob and shudder as I slipped a finger deep up his arse and began a 
gentle finger fuck. I slightly bent my knees so that I was at the right 
angle and slipped my finger from his arse. I heard him give a sigh of 
relief but this was short-lived as, using my hands to spread his plump 
arse cheeks I slid my eight inch stiff thick prick straight up his wet 
clinging arse in one easy movement until I was buried in him up to the 
balls. He gasped loudly and burst into tears.

His arse was just as I remembered it, beautifully moist and clinging. I 
just relaxed with my stiff prick hard up the frightened young husband, 
smelling his sweat as I reached under him and squeezed his erect 
nipples through the thin nylon of his nightie. I squeezed them just a 
little too firmly for him to be comfortable and he gasped with pain. I 
felt the internal muscles of his arse clasp my prick a little more 
firmly.. I began to move in him at first gradually and then more 
quickly until I was shafting him with about three quarters of my prick. 
He began to gasp loudly, exhaling with each stroke of my stiff rod. I 
put my hands on his hips and pulled him harder against my prick, 
stopping moving in him for a moment as I whispered through his hair, 
moist with sweat, into his ear,

"I am doing all the work here Jonathan, I am going to stay still and 
you press against the sink and fuck yourself with my prick". Nothing 
happened for a moment as he tried to understand what I meant. His 
senses seemed dulled by the predicament in which he found himself. I 
just slapped his arse hard, unexpectedly and warningly and he began to 
move backwards and forwards on my stiff prick fucking himself as I just 
stood behind him playing with his plump bottom.

"Do you like that, Jonathan?" I asked maliciously, "you enjoyed it in 
the climbing hut, haven't you missed it?" There was a long silence 
while he continued to move himself backwards and forwards on my cock, 
knowing better than to stop. "Well?" I asked. He made a great effort 
and controlled his tears taking a deep breath before he was able to 
answer me.

"You know I hated it," he burst out, "I hated it then and I hate it 
now. You are forcing me to do it."

I just laughed and began to fuck him with more purpose, pulling him on 
to my stiff prick by the grip I had on his hips. I began to feel the 
familiar warmth in my balls and I made no attempt to delay the 
ejaculation. I rammed my prick as far up his clinging arse as I could 
and shot a load of hot cum deep into him. He gave a loud groan as he 
felt my spasm and burst into almost hysterical tears again but didn't 
dare move as I stood with my softening prick buried up in his arse. I 
pulled my prick from the sweating young man and went and sat on a 
kitchen chair.

"Get me a drink, something long and cold " I ordered. He staggered to 
the refrigerator on weak legs and brought me a glass of iced lemonade. 
I pointed at the floor in front of me and he dumbly knelt down with his 
hands behind his back, thighs spread looking at the floor. I moved 
forward on the chair so that my hips were just on the edge and spread 
my thighs. I saw him looking with fear in his eyes at my semi-erect 
prick.

"Fucking your fat bottom has made my arse all sweaty" I said 
conversationally "just clean that with your tongue would you. You 
remember how you liked it on the mountain".

I lay back, spread my thighs wider so that he had complete access to my 
hairy hole. With a sob he moved his head forward behind my balls and I 
felt him begin to lick my perineum, moving reluctantly towards my 
sweaty arse. I put my hand on his head and pulled him firmly between my 
thighs until I felt his lips on my arsehole. "Now Jonathan, just French 
kiss my hole, running your tongue around the rim and pushing your 
tongue as deeply up me as you can like you did before". He sobbed but 
complied and I relaxed back as he sucked and kissed my sweaty hole 
pushing his hot tongue deep inside me. He was crying quietly. The 
sensation was incredible as I looked down at the completely straight 
sexy young husband now dressed in a cute nylon nightie, on his knees 
between my spread thighs sucking, kissing firmly and deeply tonguing my 
sweaty arse. I lay back and watched him, enjoying the sensations that 
spread from my arse hole through my body. Eventually I patted him on 
the head.

"That's fine, Jonathan, my hole is nice and clean now. Now you can suck 
me off to get me ready for Jane". He looked dumbly up at me. He began 
to cry quietly.

"You know how to do this Jonathan," I said, "I taught you in the 
climbing hut so don't pretend that you have forgotten. Now just get on 
with it."

He reached out and grasped the shaft of my semi-erect prick and brought 
his head reluctantly forward. I reached down and put my hand on his 
soft blonde hair pushing his mouth firmly on to my prick.

"Toss me off gently into your mouth" I ordered "and suck my in time as 
you wank. Look at me while you are doing it and don't dare move your 
eyes from mine. Just keep on sucking me off until I tell you that you 
can stop. You know what I taught you, every so often, pause in sucking 
but keep on wanking. Draw your lips back so that only about an inch of 
my prick is in your mouth and run your soft tongue over the bottom rim 
of my knobhead". He complied and a delicious wave of sensation flooded 
through me.

"That's wonderful, Jonathan darling. You are a really good little 
cocksucker, just as good as I remembered." He continued tossing me off 
into his mouth and sucking me off with just the right degree of 
suction. He was doing such a good job that I could feel the pressure 
beginning to build again in my balls. I let him carry on sucking me off 
as the warmth built up but I did not want to cum again just yet so I 
put my hand on his forehead under his blonde hair and moved his head 
from my stiff prick.

"That's fine Jonathan," I said, " you have got me nice and clean and 
stiff, just ready to fuck your lovely young bride." He reddened and 
then went pale. I looked down at him.

"Open a bottle of white wine, then go and have a shower and wash you 
hair, you stink. Put on a nice clean nightie and matching panties. Sit 
down where you can see the bed but do not move until I tell you and do 
not dare to interfere." Hedropped his eyes from mine, struggled to his 
feet and went with dragging steps to the refrigerator. I watched him 
open a bottle of wine which he put on the table and then walked slowly 
to the bathroom, not looking back at me. I smiled to myself as I heard 
the water start in the shower and I poured myself a glass of wine which 
I enjoyed quietly before I went to the bedroom. Carrying the bottle and 
my glass I went into the bedroom and looked with pleasure at Jane who 
returned my look with some trepidation. She was lying on top of a 
neatly made bed with no covering over her. She was wearing a very thin 
pale blue silk nightdress that came about half way down her thighs. The 
low-cut bodice was fitted snugly to her bosom perfectly defining her 
cute breasts. The dark areolae and sharp cones of her nipples were very 
evident through the tight-fitting sheer material. She was lying half on 
her left side with her legs slightly drawn up and her thighs together. 
This, combined with the nightie being folded across her groin made it 
impossible to see the details of her cunt. She looked absolutely 
lovely, her clean soft hair framing her pale face and the colour of her 
eyes nicely complemented the blue of the nightdress.. She had long 
slender legs and very pretty feet. I just stood looking at her as I 
sipped my wine knowing that this would build up her tension. From where 
I stood I could see her gently trembling.

I went across to the bed and put the bottle of wine down on the bedside 
table along with my glass. I sat down beside Jane and put my hand on 
her thigh. She gasped and blushed bright red. I positioned the pillows 
so that she was slightly propped up and with slight pressure on her 
shoulder, moved her so that she was lying on her back. Still looking at 
her I took a sip of wine.

"Pull your heels up to your arse Jane darling and spread your thighs," 
I said quietly and was interested that without further compulsion her 
heels slid reflexly up to her bottom although her thighs remained 
upright with her knees firmly together. The nightie rode high on her 
thighs leaving them bare but lying in folds still concealing her cunt. 
I put a hand on the inside of each knee and gently but firmly spread 
her thighs. She made no real effort to stop me although I could feel 
her shaking. Looking into her eyes I reached for the hem of her nightie 
and folded it across the plump curve of her belly at about the level of 
the cute indentation of her navel. Her cunt was bare and I looked at it 
with pleasure as the embarrassed young wife blushed furiously. As I had 
ordered she had shaved it completely and the plump outer lips and 
gentle swell of her mound still showed the reddening of the recent 
shave. I smiled into her eyes and gently ran my finger along the gaping 
groove of her bare shaved cunt. She gasped loudly. I began to play 
gently with her cunt as I looked into her eyes, moving from the 
delicate area behind her slit along her groove until I could just flick 
the prominent bud of her clitoris. Despite herself she began to breathe 
more heavily and I felt her hips twitch as I felt her cunt rapidly 
moistening under my fingers. I began to feel her more deliberately as, 
looking into her eyes, I slipped two fingers up her and began to 
finger-fuck her hairless gaping cunt. She gasped, tensed and blushed 
more furiously but was unable to control the movement of her hips as, 
despite herself, she began to become aroused as I began to finger her 
more deeply. I could smell her reluctant excitement. I bent and looked 
into her wide eyes and said quietly.

"Give me a nice wank Jane, and get me ready. I feel like a nice slow 
fuck". She looked up at me, bit her bottom lip and began to wank my 
prick nice and firmly. I could hear the noise of the shower. Jane 
continued to toss me off expertly. "You are really very good at this, 
Jane darling, Jonathan is a very lucky man," I said mockingly. Her cunt 
was very wet under my probing fingers and she was beginning to pant 
again more deeply. I now had three fingers inside the panting sweating 
girl and I was finger fucking her reasonably hard.

Jonathan came in and went to the dressing-table. He took out a sheer 
peach-coloured shortie nightie and put it on drawing the matching high-
cut pantiesup his plump thighs. His wife and I watched as he adjusted 
the tight fabric across his balls. He looked up to see his wife 
watching him and blushed furiously. He looked across at me with hate 
and fear in his eyes. As long as the former was outweighed by the 
latter I was not particularly bothered. I slid my fingers from his 
wife's wet cunt and indicated a chair near to the bed from where he 
would have a perfect view.

"Just sit down like a good girl while I fuck your new bride". I said. 
Jonathan sat down on nerveless legs which almost seemed to collapse 
under him. I turned to concentrate on Jane. I lay on my side alongside 
the pretty young brunette who tensed and looked at me. I could see that 
she was trying to say something and after a few tries it came out.

"You can't make love to me," she said in a whisper, ""you just can't. I 
am on my honeymoon and I am not on the Pill. I don't want to get 
pregnant." I just laughed.

"Please, she begged, "if you are going to make love to me against my 
will, please use something, please, please don't make me pregnant." I 
laughed again.

"I never use anything," I said, "I love making young wives pregnant. 
Don't worry Jane, it may not happen. It may be your lucky night."

A tear rolled down her cheek as she sobbed. I smiled across at her 
husband who glared back with hate-filled eyes, too afraid to protest. I 
drew his sexy young wife towards me slipping my arm around her and, 
looking into her wide eyes lowered my lips to hers. I did not press at 
first just content to explore her soft lips but then I began to explore 
her closed lips with the tip of my tongue becoming steadily more 
demanding until, despite herself, her eyes widened further and her lips 
parted under mine. I took possession of her soft mouth and began to 
kiss her deeply, exploring her slowly and completely as her tongue 
writhed against mine. As I kissed her I slipped my left arm which was 
around her back a little further pulling her to me. I moved my left 
hand under her armpit on to her breast which I began to thoroughly feel 
through the thin fabric of her nightdress. I slipped my right hand 
between her spread thighs again, gently cupped her bare cunt and 
squeezed a little. She gasped into my mouth as I slipped three fingers 
up her and began another slow deep finger fuck as I kissed her and felt 
her breast. The multiple sensations were beginning to overwhelm her and 
her hips began to twitch on the bed despite herself as her breathing 
became more ragged against my mouth.

I turned her towards me and lifted her thigh so that it was over mine 
giving me ready access to her and I slid my eight inch prick straight 
up her wet and clinging little cunt. With a deep gasp she took the 
whole length of prick with no problem and I slowly began to fuck her 
while I kissed her deeply and worked on her hot little tongue.. Across 
her I could see her husband sitting tensely watching us. I felt Jane 
beginning to pant more raggedly into my mouth as her hips began to move 
frantically as she tried to thrust her pubic bone into me so that she 
could push her cunt as deeply on to my prick as she could. I could not 
get sufficient movement in this position. I took my lips from hers and, 
looking into her eyes, moved her gently but firmly on to her back so 
that I was over her, supported on my arms, between her slender thighs 
stuck hard up her. I bent forward and pressed my lips to hers again. 
This time her mouth opened under mine with out hesitation and I began 
to fuck her more deeply. Her slender strong thighs went round my back 
without my having to tell her and she clasped me tightly. I felt her 
heels pressing into my arse and her nails beginning to claw my 
shoulders. Her breathing became shallower and faster and a blush 
started on her neck and spread to her chest. I took my mouth from hers 
and she threw her head back and began to gasp loudly. I moved my hands 
to her neat breasts and began to squeeze them through the silk of her 
nightdress in time with my thrusts. I could feel her approaching orgasm 
as her slender fit young body writhed under me. I didn't intend to cum 
but I thought I would take the opportunity to torment Jonathan further

"Watch your wife Jonathan" I said. "I am going to make her come and 
with luck, give her a baby". As I said that Jane gave a shuddering gasp 
and became rigid as an orgasm swept through her reluctantly excited 
body. I had not come and lay with my stiff prick buried in her cunt 
gently fondling her beautiful breasts while I watched her husband as he 
glared angrily but helplessly at me. When she had calmed down I patted 
her bottom gently, drew my softening prick out of her clinging wet cunt 
and lay back on the pillows as I listened to her breathing returning to 
normal.

"You are a gorgeous fuck Jane darling." I said, "Go and have a nice 
shower and make yourself smell nice, then come back to bed. You won't 
need a nightie. You are lucky, I didn't cum up you that time."

She gave a deep sigh of relief and looked at me with an unreadable 
expression as I lay back on the pillows. On shaky legs she got off the 
bed and went obediently to the bathroom for her shower. She passed her 
husband without giving him so much as a glance. I looked across at 
Jonathan and smiled. He looked back warily.

"Come and pour me some more wine and then lie down beside me, " I 
ordered.. He reluctantly rose, crossed to the bed and poured my wine 
then he walked around the foot of the bed and lay down where I had so 
recently had his wife before his very eyes. I lay propped up on the 
pillows and glanced at Jonathan. The noise of the shower started in the 
bathroom.

"It is getting late, nearly time to get some sleep," I said casually, 
"while we are waiting for Jane give me a nice wank." Without looking at 
me he reached out and clasped my semi- stiff shaft, still moist from 
his wife's juices in his hand and he began to slowly work my prick. I 
put my arm round him and pulled him towards me. As he wanked me I took 
his chin in my hand and tilted his face to mine and began to kiss him, 
at first gently but then more demandingly. I felt his breathing quicken 
in my mouth and his hand, despite himself, tightened around my 
stiffening shaft which he began to wank with more purpose. I slipped my 
hand between his thighs, cupped and fondled his balls through the silk 
of the panties and moved to his stiff little cock which I began to 
gently manipulate through the silk. As I played with the young husband 
I heard the shower stop and a few minutes later Jane came in. She 
stopped dead when she saw her husband in my arms again.

"Oh God!" she gasped, "please leave him alone, leave us both alone." I 
jut laughed and motioned to the bed beside me. Jane came and lay down 
reluctantly. I released Jonathan and lay back looking from one to the 
other of the pretty pair. This reminded me so much of my experiences 
with Derek and Susan, who I made a mental note to visit again soon. 
(see 'Derek and Susan'). Jane smelled sweet after her bath. I knew that 
I did not smell quite so good after all my exertions but that did not 
bother me too much.

"It is time to get some sleep," I said, "I am going to kiss Jane 
'Goodnight' while you, Jonathan, can kiss my prick 'Good-night', you 
know how to do it." As I took the fragrant young wife in my arms and 
began to gently kiss her I felt the breath of her husband on my thigh 
and then the warmth of his mouth enveloped the head of my prick which 
rapidly began to stiffen. I deepened my kiss until Jane was panting in 
my arms and her breasts were heaving. All the time I was conscious of 
the rhythmical sucking as her young husband's head bobbed on my prick. 
I reached between his thighs as I continued playing with his young 
bride and grasped his prick which I began to gently wank. I felt him 
gasp and become tenser but I continued tossing him off until with a 
deep sigh on my prick he came in his panties, soiling them so that they 
would be sticky and uncomfortable for the rest of the night. I released 
Jane and lay back on the pillows and we both watched Jonathan as he 
continued to suck me off. He did not dare stop without being told and a 
cute blush stained his cheek as he realised that his young wife was 
watching closely. I reached down and gently pulled him off my prick by 
the hair. We all settled down side by side with me in the middle.

"Put out the light Jonathan," I commanded, "time for sleep." I heard 
their sighs of relief but this changed to a gasp of disbelief as I said 
casually, "You have got me all excited with your hot little mouth again 
Jonathan. I am stiff and I won't be able to sleep without a fuck. You 
just lie there and relax. You have got me ready for your bride so just 
watch me fuck her again." I smiled to myself at their gasps of horror.

I turned to Jane and saw the anxiety on her face in the semi darkness. 
I took her hand in mine and moved it to my prick which she grasped and 
instinctively began to wank slowly. She was learning fast. I slipped my 
hand between her thighs and began to feel her hairless cunt drawing my 
fingers along her cuntal groove and flicking her hard little clitoris. 
The excitable young girl, despite herself began to become rapidly moist 
under my fingers.

I began to gently finger-fuck herself with one finger while rubbing the 
area of her clitoris gently with my thumb and her cunt rapidly became 
very moist indeed. I released her cunt, took her by the hand and 
motioned for her to kneel astride my thighs. She did as I commanded 
without releasing my prick which she had gently but firmly clasped in 
her hand.

"Keep wanking me until I am ready for you Jane," I said, and she 
continued her expert wank. I soon became stiff. I reached out with both 
hands and took hold of her breasts and began to gently squeeze them. 
"Now Jane," I said, "guide my stiff prick into your wet sloppy hole". 
She raised herself on her knees while I held her tits tightly, took 
hold of my prick in her soft hand and guided it so that it passed 
easily between the fleshy moist outer lips of her shaven cunt. I 
pressed down on her tits so that she was forced to sit more firmly on 
my prick and I slid easily up her to the balls. I slid my hands down 
the slopes of her breasts until I was just holding her by the nipples 
and she gasped with pain. I took no notice and pulled her down to me by 
the nipples which I slowly squeezed more as I brought her lips to mine 
and deeply kissed the young wife as I lay stuck hard up her clinging 
wet cunt. I took my lips from hers after a while and looked into her 
wide startled eyes. I could sense her husband lying tensely beside us 
not daring to interfere as I fucked his wife.

"Now, fuck yourself on my prick," I ordered. She began to move up and 
down giving me a delicious slow fuck as I guided her by the pressure 
that I was exerting on her sensitive nipples. I suspected that she had 
been in this position before because she immediately began a nice 
gentle relaxed movement, supporting herself on her knees and leaning 
slightly forward. I was guiding her movements with the pressure I was 
exerting on her firm young breasts and we soon worked up a lovely 
rhythm. "I must say, Jane, you are a quick learner," I commented, "have 
you ever fucked in this position before?" She nodded shyly and I smiled 
to myself. I was in no hurry and just lay feeling her firm breasts 
while she was doing all the work. I began to smell her perspiration. I 
began to speed her up by manipulating her nipples until she was bucking 
on me with her head thrown back and her short hair swinging. The bed 
squeaked loudly from her exertions and the room was full of the smell 
of woman and cunt. She was gasping deep gulps of air and ramming 
herself as hard as she could down onto my prick. I began to feel close 
to coming so I pulled her down to me by the nipples and fastened my 
mouth on hers giving her a deep hard kiss as I came up her cunt and 
shot a river of hot cum up into her womb. She lay panting on me as I 
moved my hands to her taut firm young buttocks and began to pull her 
hard on to my prick resulting in my prick rubbing against her excited 
clitoris and she came with a deep gasp. I put my arms around her and 
held her as she lay on me with her face in my chest. I let her rest 
with my softening prick deep in her cunt so that none of my cum could 
escape and I whispered in her ear,

"I came up you good that time Jane darling. If you are not pregnant 
from that it will be a miracle." She burst into hysterical tears and 
tried to hit me but I just caught her flailing wrist and laughed 
quietly. I released her arm and rolled her off me, my softening prick 
leaving her cunt with a slight plopping noise and laid the sweaty 
panting weeping girl beside me. I heard the harsh angry breathing of 
her husband from my other side.

"Now just relax both of you and get some sleep," I ordered, "I have to 
be up early in the morning and I need some rest."

I knew that the exhausted pair were to cowed to retaliate as I rapidly 
fell asleep and slept quite soundly for some hours. I awoke a couple of 
times and was rather surprised to hear Jonathan's steady breathing, 
letting me know that he, at least, had fallen asleep. As far as I could 
tell, on the occasions I awoke, Jane was also awake and crying quietly 
into her pillow. I just smiled to myself and went back to sleep.

Much later I woke up. I knew that it was still a couple of hours until 
morning and I was beginning to feel like some more fun. I could tell 
from the quiet even breathing that the husband and wife were both 
asleep. It had taken Jane a long time to go to sleep and I considered 
my options. Although I had enjoyed humiliating Jonathan in front of his 
wife I really fancied fucking Jane again. She had a very tempting tight 
little cunt. Jane was lying half on her back turned away from me with 
her thighs slightly parted. I turned to her, slipped a hand between her 
thighs and gently began to finger her cunt that I had made her shave 
the night before. She stirred slightly in her sleep and sighed. I began 
to feel her a little more freely and firmly, slipping my finger between 
the flesh outer lips of her cunt and beginning a gentle finger-fuck 
flicking her clitoris from time to time. She began to become moist 
under my attentions, sighed again and woke up with a gasp. I gently 
turned her face towards me and began to kiss her. As soon as my lips 
met hers her mouth opened allowing me full possession. I kissed the 
sleepy brunette awake, took my lips momentarily from hers, and 
whispered in her ear.

"I fancy another fuck, Jane darling?" I said quietly. She shivered a 
little. "Give me a nice wank to get me ready." Her hand moved to my 
semi-stiff prick and she began to wank me expertly. "You really are 
good at that!" I whispered and began to kiss her again, continuing with 
a deep finger-fuck of her bare wet cut, now using three fingers and not 
causing her any noticeable discomfort. She blushed furiously. Under her 
expert attention it was not long before I was stiff and ready for her. 
I moved her on to her back, parted her legs widely and moved between 
her open thighs. She did not let go of my prick as I moved on to her. I 
slipped a pillow under her bottom so that her cunt was at just the 
right angle for me. I slowly moved my hand up the inside of her taut 
thigh relishing the feel of her soft skin until I reached her moist 
quivering cunt. I looked into her eyes in the semi-darkness and smiled 
into her tense face.

"Now," I said, "open the lips of your cunt with your other hand and get 
ready for me. Put my prick into your cunt." With her reluctant co-
operation I moved forward allowing the trembling young brunette splayed 
under me to slowly insert the head of my prick into the lips of her 
tight wet cunt that she had parted ready with the fingers of her other 
hand. She gasped as the head of my knob entered her wet, bare tight 
little cunt.. I began to fuck her slowly at first only using about half 
of my prick on each stoke but gradually increasing the length of my 
movement until my prick was buried in her tight channel to my balls. I 
paused, stuck hard up her and looked into her eyes. They shone in the 
semidarkness and I suspected that there was the gleam of soft tears. I 
put my lips to hers and deeply and gently kissed her, my hands 
squeezing and moulding the flesh of her firm breasts. She lay with her 
thighs parted passively accepting a gentle morning fuck. The internal 
muscles of her cunt squeezed and massaged my prick and I made no effort 
to prolong things. I felt my ejaculation approaching and I began to 
give her a deeper kiss and squeezed the flesh of her breasts harder 
between my fingers. She gave a deep gasp into my mouth as I came up 
her. She came more gently than the first time I had fucked her before 
she went to sleep but her deep shudder, excited breathing and trembling 
body told me how deeply it had affected her. I withdrew my lips from 
hers and smiled into her eyes.

"Another chance for a baby, Jane darling," I whispered maliciously. She 
shuddered as she reflexively squeezed my softening prick with her 
internal muscles and I slowly withdrew out of her and rolled off her 
falling asleep almost immediately leaving the worried young wife awake 
beside me looking in to the darkness and pondering the future and the 
possible consequences of what we had just done.

I awoke a couple of hours later conscious of the young couple talking 
quietly across me, an activity that soon ceased when they realised that 
I was awake. I glanced at my watch. Time was getting on and I had a 
flight to catch as I had to be back in Wales by lunchtime for a meeting 
in Caernarfon. Jane was lying on her side half turned away from me. I 
ram my hand up the smooth flesh of the back of her thigh on to her 
buttock which I began to deliberately fondle. I felt her instantly 
become tense under my touch. I gave her a sudden sharp slap on the 
bottom which echoed like a shot in the quiet of the room. She gave a 
deep gasp and jumped in shock. I laughed quietly.

"Listen you two," I said conversationally, "I am going to have to leave 
you very soon. Jane, go and make me some breakfast. Don't bother 
putting any clothes on. When you have made my breakfast, press my 
trousers, collect all my clothes together and leave them in the 
bathroom." With a sigh she got up from the bed and left the room 
silently. I turned to her husband and put my hand straight up the hem 
of his nightie and cupped his prick and balls through the sheer nylon 
of his panties. I squeezed his balls gently and as usual, he rapidly 
became stiff under my exploring hand. I began to gently wank him 
through his panties.

"Oh God, no not again," he pleaded. I pulled him towards me and 
silenced his protests with a deep demanding kiss which left him 
gasping. I continued fondling his prick and balls as I kissed his soft 
open mouth and then took my lips from his and moved his head down to my 
chest. He automatically began to suck my nipple. I let him move from 
one nipple to the other as I lay and relaxed in the sensations that 
flowed through my body from my erect stimulated nipples. I lowered my 
lips to his ear.

"Don't stop what you are doing, Jonathan, but take off your panties". I 
released his prick and, keeping his lips on my erect nipple he shuffled 
off his panties. I could see from his face that he remembered this 
routine from his experience in the climbing hut and was apprehensive 
about what was to follow.

"Now start wanking me off," I commanded, "you know how I like it by 
now." He reached for my prick and began to toss me off at just the 
right speed and with exactly the proper pressure. His lips sucked hard 
on my nipples. I grasped his stiff little prick and casually wanked him 
to a quick ejaculation all over his belly. He gave a deep gasp.. I 
moved his mouth from my nipple and rolled him on to his back. I roughly 
pushed a pillow under his buttocks elevating his bottom and I moved 
between his thighs. I took hold of both of his legs just behind the 
knees and bent then right back so that his thighs were widely splayed 
and the puckered orifice of his arse hole was easily accessible.. I 
smeared the cum from his belly all over my stiff prick so that it was 
nice and greasy and used my greasy fingers to lubricate the opening to 
his hole. I slipped my fingers beyond the protecting ring of muscle and 
he gasped as he felt two fingers enter his clinging arse. I began to 
gently finger fuck him with two fingers ensuring that his channel was 
well lubricated.

I removed my fingers and, holding the cheeks of his arse apart, slid 
the head of my prick between them until it was pressed tightly up 
against the puckered little orifice I had just prepared. I pressed a 
little further forward and I could see the unhappy young husband, 
thighs spread at my mercy, biting his lip and watching me with 
trepidation. I slowly pushed my prick forward further until suddenly 
the protecting ring of muscle gave way and the head of my knob entered 
his clinging channel. I heard him gasp again as I began to gently fuck 
him using more and more of my prick on each stroke until at last I was 
sheathed in him to the balls. I lay forward on him with my hands 
grasping his little breast mounds, feeling his nipples through the thin 
material of his nightdress. I put my lips to his and his mouth opened 
under mine. I began to give him a long deep kiss and to slowly fuck 
him. He knew what he had to do as I released my grip on his spread 
knees and he clasped me around the hips with his plump thighs. I 
increased the speed and depth of my stroke and his hips began to move 
with mine. I began to move more deeply and roughly until I was giving 
him a really savage fucking and having a lovely ride. The bed was 
creaking loudly as I pressed my tongue deep into his mouth, squeezed 
his little tits firmly and ramming my thick stiff prick as hard as I 
could deep into his arse. He moved under me meeting my thrusts, wide-
eyed and gasping. Our sweat was mingling sticking his thin nylon 
nightie to us. I rode him roughly until I came deep up his arse. He 
groaned loudly and let his thighs fall from round my hips. I gave his 
nipples a last squeeze, pulled out of his greasy hole and lay back on 
the bed getting my breath back as he lay panting beside me.

I could smell the tempting aroma of grilled bacon filling the chalet so 
I got up of the bed and stood looking down at Jonathan.

"I am going for a shower. Give me ten minutes and then come and stand 
and wait outside the door of the shower-cubicle until I am ready for 
you." Without looking back at him I went into the bathroom and started 
the shower. I very quickly scrubbed the sweat of the night's exertions 
away and washed my hair. I heard Jonathan in the bathroom outside the 
shower cubicle and I opened the door, seized him by the arm and pulled 
him in with me under the cascading water. His nightdress immediately 
was soaked and plastered to his plump body. I began to kiss his soft 
lips as I cupped his balls and brought him to another erection. I gave 
him a brisk wank until he was gasping but it was too soon for him to 
cum again so I pushed him to his knees in front of me and fed my semi-
erect prick into his unwilling but receptive mouth. He began 
automatically to suck me off and I rapidly stiffened as I looked down 
at his head bobbing backwards and forwards on my shaft. He had really 
become a compliant accomplished cocksucker in a very short time. I was 
not bothered about cumming again so soon and I just relaxed back, 
leaning against the wall of the shower stall as the water cascaded down 
on us enjoying the feelings of his soft warm mouth on my prick. When I 
had had enough I turned off the water and motioned for him to get up 
which he did with alacrity, not meeting my eyes.

"Go and take over from Jane," I ordered, "finish preparing my breakfast 
and send her to me. You can get dried in the bedroom and put on one of 
Jane's slips with no panties - then wait for me in the kitchen." He 
looked at me helplessly and went out without a word and in a few 
minutes the trim naked figure of his young wife appeared at the 
bathroom door. I stood in the shower, water cascading down my naked 
body and looked at Jane as she stood, clearly waiting to be told what 
to do. I stepped out of the shower and indicated the towel.

"You can dry me." I said brusquely. Jane reddened and then paled with 
anger at the order. She clearly felt humiliated at acting as my servant 
but compliantly first patted me dry and then towelled me vigorously 
until my skin was glowing. I walked past her without comment into the 
bedroom.

"Bring my clothes in here and dress me." I ordered. She did not 
hesitate, but still pale with anger, her lips compressed did as I 
commanded. "Now, I am going to have breakfast. Put on a garter-belt, 
sheer stockings and wear the highest heels you have and nothing else. 
Then come to the kitchen." I looked without expression into her pale 
angry face and without saying anything more left the bedroom It was 
clear that in spite of all that had happened to her she still had 
plenty of spirit, certainly more than her husband.

I went through to the kitchen and found Jonathan standing by the sink 
looking anxiously at me, just wearing a translucent white slip, 
clinging and defining his upper body and finishing halfway down his 
thighs. I smiled at him and walked over and cupped his balls through 
the sheer material. He gulped and as usual became erect under my 
fingers. He did not dare to pull away by just stood tense and compliant 
letting me feel him. I gave him a gentle wank before releasing him and 
going to the head of the table where I sat and looked at him.

"Serve my breakfast and pour me some orange juice and coffee," I said 
quietly. He hurried to do as I commanded and just as he finished Jane 
came hesitantly into the kitchen. She was a stunningly erotic sight in 
a black garter-belt and sheer black stockings with very high heeled 
shoes - certainly more than a five inch heel. Although they accentuated 
her calves and caused her trim bottom to protrude deliciously she was 
clearly uncomfortable with such an elevated heel and walked very 
carefully indeed. She looked with horror and some contempt at the plump 
figure of her young husband as he stood dressed in his pretty slip. I 
decided before I left them to enjoy a last bit of entertainment while I 
had my breakfast.

"I have enjoyed my time with you two," I said casually, "but it is 
nearly time for me to leave you." I saw the husband and wife exchange a 
hopeful glance, believing that their ordeal was soon to be ended. 
"Before I go, however, I want you to entertain me while I eat. Jane 
come and stand in front of me about five feet away, half turned away 
from me." Lips compressed she did as I commanded and I positioned her 
exactly as I wanted her by gestures. She stood and waited, trembling 
with anger.

"Now, part your legs so that your feet are about twelve inches apart." 
She again compliantly followed my instructions, balancing uncomfortably 
on her high heels. The position of her spread thighs caused the bare 
slit of her shaved cunt to part. "Now Jonathan, I think that it would 
be nice if you went to Jane, went down on your knees in front of her 
and sucked her off. If you haven't made her cum by the time I have 
finished my breakfast it will be the worse for both of you." I carried 
on eating and watched the young man drop to his knees before the 
trembling form of his outraged wife. The position I had put her in 
meant that I had a clear view of his mouth as it went between her slim 
sexy nylon-clad thighs. He began to suck her off and as his hot moist 
lips worked busily between her thighs I saw her breathing, despite 
herself begin to deepen. A flush tinged her cheek and she reddened more 
as she looked across and caught my eye. I smiled at her and she quickly 
looked away. Her hands wound in her husband's soft hair as, lost in the 
moment, she drew is mouth hard against her wet cunt. A film of 
perspiration stood out on her forehead. She began to breathe in short 
pants exhaling gasps of air and her legs trembled as they struggled to 
support her. Jonathan grasped her by the hips, steadying her as he 
continued to work her cunt busily with his tongue. With a gasp she came 
quite suddenly and sighed deeply. She put her hands on her husband's 
shoulders and stood shaking, trying to recover her breath and 
composure. I finished my breakfast and pushed back my chair. Jonathan 
took his mouth from his wife's wet cunt and the pretty pair looked at 
me. They made an attractive tableau, the young wife in a black garter 
belt and sheer stockings balanced on high heels, her body and forehead 
sweaty from her recent orgasm, complemented exactly by the plump figure 
of her young husband on his knees before her in a sexy white virtually 
transparent slip, the sheen of his wife's juices on his lips.

"It is time for me to go," I said casually as I walked to the door and 
opened it, "Thank you for the hospitality. I shall be sure to look you 
up in England." I looked from one to the other and smiled at the 
shocked looks on their faces as I gently closed the door. I put on my 
boots in the small outer hall and returned through the early morning 
frosted woods to my chalet. I was leaving Switzerland for Wales that 
morning and for whatever adventures lay in front of me in the valley.

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Although this is really the end of Jonathan and Jane, if there is 
enough interest I may let you know what happened when I met up with 
them some months later in England.

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