“You may whip me as well, darling. I don't mind who does the whipping… but you will see how exciting it is to be whipped and I assure you, you will also have yourself whipped after you have seen my ecstasy… I think I'm going to enjoy the whipping more knowing you are watching… probably with your hands between your legs… frigging yourself… that's what you did when you whipped the gentleman, isn't it? You don't have to tell me… I know… I have done it myself so many times when watching Robert whip another girl… it's so exciting… it makes one dripping wet… coming like a geyser… oh, this is going to be one lovely evening… one to remember for a long time afterwards…”
Hearing her talk like this made me feel very curious about being whipped, as well as terribly excited. Involuntarily, my hand disappeared under my dress. I simply had to touch my cunt and Lorna's presence wasn't going to stop me from doing it. As always, I didn't have any panties on and finding my slit wet and eager, the clit swollen and quivering under my touch, I just had to push a finger between my hairy lips. I couldn't help myself and quickly I agitated my finger in the moist cavity a couple of times. The lovely feeling of getting near an orgasm spread through my body and spreading my legs wider I made my dress creep up, thus exposing my cunt, with my fingers busily dipping in between the hairy lips, to Lorna's view. I looked up at her and she gave me a sensuous smile. Her eyes were fixed upon me and a lewd light shone in her eyes.
“Oh, will you, Lorna? Will you please wank me? I'm so fucking randy… I just have to come and your fingers would be so nice in my slit…”
Saying this I quickly stripped myself, and once naked, I flung myself on the bed waiting for Lorna with widespread legs. I didn't have to wait long for her to sit beside me on the bed. Her hot eyes roved over my body and slowly her hand reached for my breasts. Her long, pointed fingernail lightly scratched my extended nipple. Shivering in delight at her touch, my juices started to flow when her fingers traveled over my body on their way to my eager cunt. My belly heaved under her caresses and involuntarily I spread my legs even wider. Her fingers trailing lower and lower, Lorna bent over me, closing her mouth over my rock-hard nipple. Gently she started to suck it, making me randier and randier. I couldn't hold out any longer and thought she would drive me out of my mind when her other hand began to massage my breast.
“Please, Lorna… stop teasing me, darling… jack me off… I need it so much! I can't stand it any longer… I'm all wet and hot… frig me, won't you… push your finger in… deep… deep… make me come… play with me… oh, Jesus! I'm so fucking randy… why do you torture me so… jack me off, you bitch… quickly, or I will do it myself… I want to come… come… come… so… very… badly… ooooohhhh… Loooornaaaa…”
Her hand moved lower and she reached the hairs covering my cunt and finally she touched the top of my slit. I was dripping wet, feeling the juice flow from my open cunt. I thought it was never going to happen when all of a sudden she drove a stiff finger deep inside my cunt. Her long carmine nail scratched the walls of my cunt, but I couldn't feel pain any longer… it was plain pleasure I felt and rocking up and down on the bed, I cried out my lust. Now that she had her finger in she moved it rapidly in and out of my slit, making my juices flow even more. My eyes were closed as I underwent her skilled ministrations on my cunt. She frigged me deep and good and she didn't forget to apply the proper pressure to my swollen clit. Feeling cunt all over, I was in a heaven of lust and passion, my head rolling to and fro on the cushion.
Biting my lips to keep myself from crying, I moaned and groaned in utter rut. And then, just as I was about to come in a glorious orgasm, Lorna took her finger away from my cunt!
“No… oh no, Lorna… don't stop, darling… I was almost there… don't leave me like this… please, make me come… oh, please don't stop now… frig me… frig me… I want it… I want it…”
Lorna looked at me and a little smile crept over her face. I almost cried when I looked at her. Never before had I felt so cruelly left… unsatisfied, but still randy… terribly randy…
My own hand went to my slit. If she wasn't going to make me come I was going to do it myself. I just couldn't stay like this… I had to have an orgasm! Before I could start to jack off Lorna took my hand away from my slit and I almost struck her in the face when all of a sudden I saw what she had in mind.
Taking my hand from my dripping slit and bringing her head between my legs in one motion she went for my cunt with her open mouth. Deeply her agile tongue entered my slit and delightfully swiped over my swollen clit… After her cruel behavior of not too long ago, this was almost too good to be true, but it was!
Licking and sucking away at me, eating my pussy like one hungry for days, she had me swooning and groaning in no time at all. With swift motions her tongue went over the entire length of my burning twat, and it didn't take her long to bring me to where she had left me. My sticky come-juice was still flowing in her mouth when the door opened and her husband, Robert, entered the room.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Quickly closing the door behind him, he leaned against the door, looking at the scene we offered him. His lovely wife was dressed in the tight black dress, slobbering away at my cunt, her lips covered with my slimy come juice, still panting from the cunt lapping she had given me.
We must have been a real sight and very exciting as well, for when we looked up at him we could see his hardened prick standing out in his trousers. He just stood there smiling, without saying a single word! The look in his eyes frightened me and at the same time excited me terribly. Pointing his finger at me he made me come to him.
When I stood in front of him he looked me over, especially looking at my dripping bush.
“You're looking very lovely today, Mitzy,” he said. “Are you going to stay the night with us? Are you ready for it? Come on, speak up! This is hardly the time and the place to be shy or anything like that, is it? As long as you are going to be with us tonight you might as well start by unbuttoning my fly… my cock is much too cooped up in there… Come on, open it for me… You must have opened flys before so it shouldn't be too difficult for you…”
My hand went to his fly and I unzipped it quickly. Under my eyes his rock-hard prick sprung out of his pants-it really was a whopper. It was enormous, both in length and circumference, the bulging head glimmering redly on top of the huge scepter. Looking at it I longed to have it pushed up my slit-once more passion reared its head. But I wasn't going to get it right now and neither was Lorna, who must have been feeling even more randy.
At least I had been sucked very adequately by her. By now the poor girl must be dying for something up her slit, especially this mighty weapon her husband had for a cock. Uneasily she shifted her bottom on the bed, all the while looking at Robert's erected cock in my hand.
“Come over here, Lorna,” Robert said. “Come over here and take a closer look at what I have for the two of you…”
Lorna raised herself from the bed and came over to her husband and me. In what seemed an almost humble way, she stood before him, looking at his cock with longing, burning eyes.
“You may touch it, Lorna… Mitzy, take your hand from my prick… let Lorna touch it… she loves to feel it throb in her hand, don't you, dear?”
I took my hand away from the stiff prick reluctantly as Lorna closed hers around the huge stem.
“You like the feel of it, don't you, darling… in your hand… in your cunt, your mouth. Jack me off a little… but be careful… don't make me come yet… we save that for later… after we have had some more fun… you know what I mean, don't you…”