Hannah tosses a cushion on the floor and then manoeuvres her compliant partner into position. “Kneel, feet and knees apart, head on the cushion and bottom-up high, reach behind and spread your cheeks,” instructions at once embarrassing and unexpected. Wincing as her fingers touch tender skin Alice slowly obeys, opening her arse crack to reveal her most intimate treasures.
Initially, Hannah strokes and soothes, caressing Alice’s pale open thighs, brushing teasingly across already engorged labia. Without warning, she delivers six slaps to the broad expanse of Alice’s already red bottom, eliciting stifled gasps of protest from the gagged girl.
“Good, since it appears I have your full attention, some swats on that lovely rosebud should keep you focussed.”
“Umph!” Alice expresses muffled outrage at this rude revelation.
“Keep that bottom spread wide young lady or you’ll get extra,” warns Hannah. “One…” Alice is certainly feeling the impact of Hannah’s punitive palm on her rudely assaulted orifice. “Two,” Hannah continues counting out loud, the promised slaps punctuated by solicitous touches.
Hannah allows a brief intermission, sliding dextrous fingers along Alice’s glistening slit. With each subsequent smack, suppressed yelps of distress gradually become sensual moans. Eyes rolling, slack jawed, the knickers fall from Alice’s mouth; she sneaks a hand towards her aching pussy.
“No!” Hannah slaps it away, then takes pity and bends to softly kiss the burning buttocks, rimming Alice’s pulsating portal with a darting flick of her tongue. The final stinging blow precipitates a violent climax. Alice’s entire torso stiffens; Hannah prudently moves sideways as her lover orgasms, squirting across the parquet floor. Looking smug she employs the panties to mop up, then lifts the still trembling Alice into a passionate embrace.
“Thank you,” whispers Alice.
“You’re welcome,” purrs Hannah.
“Christ almighty,” gasps Giles.
The over-stimulated trio regain their composure and more tea is taken. Eventually, Alice breaks the contemplative silence. “High time we dealt with Hannah.”
“Dealt with?” repeats Hannah warily.
‘And what might my role be?” enquires Giles, raising a quizzical eyebrow.
“She wants cock,” reveals Alice bluntly, “apparently it’s been a while, and we rather thought you might be so kind.”
“I might,” agrees Giles.
“I am here you know,” points out Hannah petulantly.
Blithely ignoring this interruption, Giles continues, “In fact, I most definitely will, after another pressing matter is concluded.” Alice, instinctively knows where this is going, recognising his determined expression. Attempting to edge away, Hannah is caught between the two, each clasping an arm.
“What do you mean?”
“I spank you for overzealously punishing Alice,” says Giles in a distinctly commanding tone.
“She enjoyed it,” protests Hannah, “came buckets in case that escaped you?”
To no avail, the determined pair force Hannah face down over the back of the sofa, blonde tresses tumbling across her shoulders. Giles lifts her full skirt, unveiling a perfect peach of a bottom, enticingly framed by white stockings and suspenders.
“How very lovely,” he observes, “is this attire in my honour?”
“Not solely,” replies Alice, “I enjoy wearing them too.”
Kneeling on the sofa cushions, Alice grabs Hannah’s hands, fixing her firmly in position, bare-bottomed and vulnerable.
“I didn’t agree to this,” protests Hannah to no avail, “I give spankings, not receive them.”
“I think you may find this helpful,” suggests Alice brightly, proffering a short leather strap to Giles. “It certainly had a salutary effect on me,” her lips purse at the recollection. Hannah groans disconsolately.
“Exactly what’s required to redress the balance; hold onto her tightly Alice, she’s going to feel these.” It’s no exaggeration; Alice only just manages to restrain her friend’s struggles against the impact of six parallel bands of fire.
“Too much,” Hannah gasps after five strokes; mind already focussed upon an altogether more urgent need as arousal inexorably suffuses her sex.
“I’ll decide when what’s too much,” growls Giles delivering a forceful final impact forcing the woman up onto her toes.
“Noooo,” wails Hanna, as the strap slaps down across the full moons of her bouncing buttocks. Bloody hell, she thinks, if this is what it’s like to get your arse smacked, no wonder Alice makes such a fuss. However, in tandem with the tingling smart permeating her bottom cheeks, a surging thrill builds between Hannah’s thighs.
“I think she’s ready,” observes Alice, demonstrating the English knack for understatement; a fact exemplified by the abundant wetness between Hannah’s thighs. Impelled by his own pressing need for release, Giles grasps her hips, plunging into her pussy with a single powerful thrust.
“Christ you weren’t exaggerating, Alice, it is big! Go on, hard and deep, I can take it,” gasps Hannah, wriggling ecstatically to accommodate the full length, stretched by Giles’ rigid rod as it penetrates to the hilt.
Giles settles into a powerful rhythm, stoking the heat radiating from Hannah’s curvaceous derriere. She throws back her head, convulsing in an uncharacteristic loss of control. Hips bucking wildly, Hannah is engulfed in a noisy series of climaxes as Giles spurts his seed deep within.
Collapsed in various states of disarray and momentarily satiated, they eventually rouse themselves. Exchanging a meaningful look the women advance on Giles, slumped in an easy chair. Clutching his cock, eager tongues flick along its tumescent length, an effective team, both blessed with sufficient self-possession not to fall prey to jealousy.
“Let’s get you nice and stiff again,” whispers Hannah, “Alice is a greedy girl and needs a fucking too, she can lick my kitty while you take her from behind.” How very clever. Giles appears set for an exhausting afternoon…