This is Part 4 of a continuing story. One should really read Parts 1 thru 3 to get the full grasp of this one.
I had just spanked 18-year old Erica and then taken her virginity while 19-year old Meredith, her fellow Acolyte who I had spanked and fucked the week before, watched. Erica had actually complained that I had given more sexual attention to Meredith than her, and I had promised to give her another turn at it, to which Meredith then complained about not getting her due. Meredith did get her turn the next week, and then Erica the week after that. This set the pattern; each week the girls traded being over the prayer desk for “discipline” while the other watched and masturbated.
After the fourth week, we dispensed entirely with the bondage part. The girls willingly submitted to the spankings and sex. I also became quite creative with the implements of discipline, as my hand just wasn’t up to it. I used cinctures, a ping-pong paddle from the youth ministries room; I even fashioned a switch by bundling nine of the heavy waxed candle-lighter wicks together. It didn’t hurt much, but left a distinctive pattern of red marks on the girls’ upturned rears.
Interestingly, though, it never went beyond the basic bare-ass spanking, fingering, and rear-entry vaginal sex. As much as I wanted to, I never got to lick any pussy; and other than the oral clean-up of my member each week, I never received any type of blow-job. While on the surface that may sound like it could get a little “boring”, in reality there was enough difference from week to week that boring never happened. Besides, I was a mid-forties guy spanking, fingering and banging two willing, nubile teenage girls. I could hardly complain.
What was curious was the relationship that grew between Meredith and Erica. While they had both served as Acolytes for many years, they really weren’t friends. They were a year apart in school, with Meredith being the older of the two; and they did not attend the same high school. Yet, being spanked and fucked while the other watched and masturbated created a bond that grew such that, by the end of summer, they were quite close.
What made it curious was that at the beginning of the summer, Meredith was the brash one; much more confident and worldly than the more sheltered Erica. Yet in time Erica seemed to mature to a point where she seemed to be the more sexually demanding of the two; an observation that would be confirmed in a most erotic way…
Summer was over, and Meredith was returning to college the following week. Erica had applied for the same school and was accepted. Meredith’s parents, very influential due to their contributions to the school, were able to arrange for the two girls to be dorm mates even though Erica was just a freshman, so both girls would be leaving together. It was Erica that suggested that we have a going away celebration of sorts, so I arranged that they and I would be off the last Sunday of the summer to spend the weekend together at a friend’s beach house that I had arranged to borrow. They would tell their parents that they were leaving that Friday to drive to campus, but would actually spend the weekend at the beach house with me and go up late Sunday afternoon.
As luck would have it, that Friday was a killer for me at my day job, such that the girls got to the house way before I did. I called ahead to let them know that I would be very late, and to not wait dinner. Luckily, things got done a little quicker than I thought they would, so while I still didn’t get out of town until well into the evening, I arrived at the secluded site about an hour earlier than I had told the girls I would.
It was quite dark out. I parked under the house (it was the typical Florida beach house configuration where the living space was above storm surge level); and rather than unpack the car then and there, I just grabbed my clothes bag and snuck up the steps in total darkness to the second floor where the living area was, hoping to catch them by surprise.
As I got onto the porch, I noted none of the outside lights had been turned on. At first I thought that the girls must have gone out to dinner and not yet returned, which would be a problem as they had the only key to the place. As I peered into the living room through an opening in the curtains, I saw that a couple of end-table lamps were lit. In that soft light, I observed Meredith bent over the arm of the couch, naked, with her ass cheeks facing towards me. Erica, also naked, was standing behind her and to the side; holding a leather strap with a wooden handle attached. She was methodically raising and then bringing it down across Meredith’s backside. Each blow delivered a red mark across Meredith’s creamy white buttocks, and elicited a groan of passion from its victim.
I set my bag down and crouched so that I could observe without being observed, figuring the combination of the curtains and inside light vs. outside darkness would conceal my presence. I was not disappointed. Erica continued to spank her friend, although the strokes were obviously meant to be more pleasure than pain. Despite the low light, I could clearly see the liquid heat seeping out between Meredith’s engorged pussy lips and running down her legs. Erica had a look of lust on her face, and each strike caused her pert little titties to shake and wobble.
About every five strokes or so, Erica would stop and rub Meredith’s reddened bottom, pushing one or two fingers into the girl’s sex while caressing her own. Eventually the spanking stopped all-together, so that Erica could concentrate on finger-fucking her friend. She got directly behind her, holding Meredith’s legs apart with her spread feet while she held her down on the arm of the couch by placing her hand in the small of Meredith’s back. My view was partially blocked, but I could see Erica working her digits in and out of the other girl’s slash; pushing and twisting while her subject squirmed and bucked. As Erica inserted a third finger into Meredith’s moist middle, she was rewarded with an eruptive orgasm; Meredith’s screams of ecstasy making me thankful that the house was so secluded that no neighbors could hear.
As Erica withdrew her fingers, Meredith slowly slid off the arm and onto the floor. Erica then leaned back against the arm and spread her legs, exposing her own wet cunt.
She began playing with herself, and then said something that I could not hear. Meredith crawled over until she was between her legs, face to face with the pussy I had fucked but never licked. Erica gently held the other’s head, and then slowly pulled it forward until Meredith’s face was up against her crotch. Again, my view was blocked, but it was clear that Meredith was doing what I had not; she was eating Erica out, her lips and tongue working Erica’s lips and clit as Erica thrust her pussy into her face.
Meredith must have been doing one heck of a job, as Erica suddenly grabbed her head even harder and really ground her cunt into Meredith’s face. I couldn’t take any more. I quickly unzipped and pulled out my dick, stroking it even before it was fully exposed. I was so aroused that I came in huge, hard blasts after just a few strokes, the sounds of my grunting covered by Erica’s own as she was driven to climax by Meredith’s oral ministrations. I quickly grabbed a nearby towel and wiped myself, figuring it might be time to make an appearance before the two girls realized that I had been watching them.
But as I was attempting to shove my half-hard meat back into my pants, I saw Meredith get something off the couch, causing the both of them to smile. I looked closer, and I smiled as well. Somehow, they had managed to get hold of a two-headed strap-on dildo (no small feat in our town). Neither end was particularly long or thick (I had nothing to be jealous of), but the coronal edge behind the head was especially pronounced, and the “veins” (apparently added for authenticity’s sake) were quite raised. The tool was definitely designed for maximum female carnal pleasure. I wasn’t about to interrupt what was coming next.
Erica again leaned back against the arm of the couch and spread her legs. Her pussy was still wet and swollen from the tonguing she had just received. Meredith again scooted on her knees between Erica’s legs, but this time was far enough back that I had a view of everything. Meredith took the phallus that would go into the person that would be wearing the strap-on and slowly rubbed the head between Erica’s lips. Then, slowly, she began inserting it; in two inches, out one, until the entire length was fully inside. She slowly stroked it in and out until Erica grabbed her hand to stop her. Meredith pushed it all the way in one more time, then lovingly fastened the straps that held it in place; sitting back on her haunches when she was done.
Erica stood up and stroked the extended rubber hard-on, reminiscent of what I did right before penetrating each of them. She then said something again that I could not hear, and Meredith got onto all fours on the floor. Erica then dropped to the floor as well and got behind and between Meredith’s legs, repeating the same rubbing of the dick at the entrance to Meredith’s still aroused sex that her partner had done, before slowly pushing just the head and first inch into her slickened vagina.
Meredith wiggled her butt, apparently trying to get Erica to put the thing all the way in. Erica slapped her ass hard and held her in pace by her hips, teasing the girl. She then reached between them and began running her fingertip along Meredith’s pussy lips and anal opening, occasionally flicking her clit. I could see Meredith trying to hold herself still, but it really wasn’t working. I guess Erica finally took pity, as she suddenly slid the rest of the pretend prick in to the hilt.
Fully ensconced, Erica leaned forward to caress and kiss Meredith’s shoulders and back. She slowly withdrew half the length; and then, holding onto Meredith’s hips, slowly pushed it back in. In and out she continued in a sensuous rhythm, grinding her hips at full depth, extracting almost to the “head” at retreat. Thankfully, they were at an angle such that I could clearly see all of the action as the faux phallus’ slow movement pushed and pulled on Meredith’s exposed labia and clitoral hood, causing her cunt to release rivulets of joy juice while her B-cup breasts swung to and fro.
After a while, Meredith turned back and said something that caused a grin to spread across Erica’s face. Without withdrawing, she reached over to the couch and grabbed a pillow, handing it to Meredith who placed it on the floor in front of her. Meredith then leaned forward and put her head on the pillow, while Erica grabbed her hips and started thrusting. Despite the fact that the windows were all closed, I could hear both girls’ moans of pleasure as Erica continued pistoning into Meredith at a hard and fast pace. With my very real cock once again at full mast, I started to meet them stroke for stroke as Erica pummeled Meredith’s pussy while Meredith pushed back in kind; only stopping when I heard Meredith once more cry out in orgasm.
Erica then pulled out, breathing heavily; the fake penis covered in juices. As Meredith recovered, she turned and unfastened the straps, leaving the dildo in Erica’s pussy still in place but otherwise unfettered. Erica lay back and spread her legs while Meredith grabbed the part that had just been inside her. Taking a firm grip, she began using it like the handle to a saw; and saw she did, fucking Erica with full, hard strokes with one hand while she pinched and pulled on her nipples and breasts with the other. Erica’s pussy was facing away from me, so I was not able to see it; but judging by both their movements, the tool was being shoved in hard, to the hilt, on each thrust. The forceful penetration was repeated over and over, until it was Erica’s turn to writhe and buck as she and I both came; Erica crying out as she spasmed all over the rubber cock Meredith had just burried in her snatch while I pumped my ejaculate all over the patio deck.
Meredith slowly withdrew the lust-toy; and, raising it to her lips, sucked and licked the juices from both ends.
I grabbed another towel and wiped up as best I could. Zipping up, I then snuck back down the stairs. I honked my car horn, slammed the door loudly, and made a lot of noise as I went back up the stairs. The patio lights came on just as I got to the top; the door swinging open to two girls now in less than revealing night-shirts; both looking flushed.
“We were just getting ready to turn in,” Meredith said. “Can the ‘fun’ wait until tomorrow?”
“Sure,” I said. I couldn’t wait…
