This is the tenth chapter of this story -- It should be readable without having to read the previous chapters, but the back-story does explain how Penny and Sean got into this strange lifestyle. It veers pretty far into Loving Wives territory, and a little BDSM, so if you don't like that sort of thing, please go no further. If that melts your butter, I hope you enjoy this -- feedback, positive or negative is much appreciated... So please take two seconds to vote, and if you can spare a minute, comment!
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I never found out the name of the young man who was fucking my girlfriend on the rug in the living room of our flat.
She was kneeling with her head pulled back by her ponytail as he took her from behind. His body was skinny, not muscular, pale and almost hairless. I reckoned he was about eighteen or nineteen, a couple of years younger than her. His hair was shaggy, medium length, brown and straight. He wasn't bad looking, but not handsome. His cock was pretty average too, but he was enthusiastic, and Penny seemed to be enjoying it.
He had not been introduced to me. He had been brought by Tara and Mike and Tara's cousin Naimh. His presence was explained simply as being Naimh's 'Boy'.
It was Tara who had told him to fuck Penny. Although she had not used her name. Penny, my girlfriend, was simply referred to as 'Master Sean's Girl'. I had been a little surprised when Tara issued the command. Not that it was atypical.
Tara, her partner Mike, her cousin Naimh and two others a Boy and a Girl, had arrived at our flat unexpectedly that Saturday morning. Penny and I had already had a quite strenuous morning, and she had slipped deeply into her submissive persona, which she had first started to adopt under Tara's supervision some months before. Tara had taught Penny to call me Master, and her Mistress, and had introduced her to all sorts of sex games and toys. So when our uninvited, but very welcome, guests turned up it had been second nature for Penny to start serving them refreshments and obeying their commands.
Tara had just accepted a cup of tea from Penny when she said "Good girl, now kneel on the rug there and show me your pussy."
Penny, who was already naked apart from the gold chains on her wrists and ankles and around her neck, had meekly done as she was told with a quiet "Yes, Mistress."
I have to say it had given me a little thrill to see her turn and kneel so gracefully, putting her head down to the floor and setting her knees a foot apart, arching her back and reaching to pull her buttocks wide with both hands, displaying her most intimate parts to those sitting on the sofa. Tara watched this with a smile, and then casually turned to address the young man, who was fully dressed and handing round a plate of biscuits and another of cake, and said "Boy, strip off and fuck the Girl there."
Before I could say anything Tara had followed it up with "And you, Girl, can suck Master Sean off while he watches." This last remark was directed to the beautiful and curvaceous blonde, who Naimh had also brought, so I had not thought to object too much.
The blonde girl was called Lucy. I knew that from a previous encounter, when Naimh and Lucy, Mike and Tara and Naimh's boyfriend Alan had spent a weekend with Penny and myself and very little clothing. Lucy and Naimh had been best friends from childhood, and lovers for years before either got a boyfriend. Naimh was Tara's cousin. They were both redheads, both sexually adventurous and both sitting on the sofa playing with Mike's cock.
Lucy was wearing a short skirt and a tee shirt, with knee socks and gym shoes. A sixties schoolgirl look. With her full breasts and slightly rounded hips, long limbs and elegant posture (eight years of Ballet class) she was eye catching as she walked towards me, despite what Penny and The Boy were doing on the rug at my feet.
She had a lovely smile as well. Happy, naughty, full of anticipation and fun. She stepped past The Boy as he stepped out of his trousers, and she cheekily patted his bottom, then came to stand in front of me with her hands behind her back and her head bowed a little to one side, looking at me coyly. "Mistress Tara says I have to suck your cock, Master. May I proceed?"
I raised my hands towards her and said "Come here and kiss me first."
She giggled and climbed onto the chair with me, a knee on each side of my hips and her arms around my neck. "Nice to see you again, Master Sean," she said, but without any of the deference that Penny might have used. Her voice was low, sexy, slightly mocking. This was a game, and all for fun. I liked it.
I liked her. 'Nubile' was the word that sprang to mind. It used to mean 'of an age suitable for marriage' but in the days when sex outside marriage was anathema it came to mean 'ready to have sex'. Lucy was most most definitely nubile. She kissed me with passion and affection, and I whispered "Mmn, nice to see you again."
I missed The Boy kneeling down behind Penny, rubbing his cock against her pussy lips to get himself hard, pushing into her, taking a few strokes to get his shaft wet, then grasping her hips and starting to pump his cock in her, making her tits swing in time with his balls.
Lucy was kissing me and putting her hand between us to grab my cock. Since I was only wearing a dressing gown that was easy to do. She also pulled up the front of her tee-shirt to reveal her bare and hardened nipples to me, bringing one to my mouth. I grasped both of her breasts and squeezed them, sucking and licking each fragrant tip as she moaned a little.
Lucy pulled her tee-shirt off. I love that moment when a girl pulls a shirt up over her head, her breasts pointing straight out, her hair tumbling down. I pulled her down onto me, and she rubbed her crotch against my cock as I sucked each nipple and rolled my tongue around them. Her breasts were a little larger than Penny's, and her nipples were bigger, delicious and different feeling in my mouth. Fortunately she also liked having them sucked. Which she commented on. Leaning over me she kissed the top of my head and said "Oh, Sean, I could let you do that all day, but you are missing the show that Penny is putting on. Have a look,"
Lucy pulled back and did something gymnastic with her legs to lift herself off me and slither down my body, giving me a peck on the lips and kissing my left nipple as she passed. Penny, and The Boy, came into view as I felt Lucy's breasts brush over my cock.
She was panting. Penny, I mean. She was almost sideways on to me, so I had a good view of her profile and the cock that was making her breathe so hard. Her eyes were closed, and I could see the muscles working in her legs as she pushed back on the rod the young man was forcefully driving into her. The slap of flesh on flesh mixed with her gasps and he started to grunt in chorus.
Penny's breathing changed. She made a noise in her throat; a little cry; one of the sexiest sounds on Earth. The sound of her starting to come. Lucy was licking my shaft, from tip to root, with a finger and thumb grip just below the glans to slowly and gently wank me. Very teasing and distracting, but even when she pushed my legs further apart and started licking my balls, my eyes were fixed on my girlfriend.
She was close now. The Boy was pounding into her. He had released his grip on her ponytail and got both hands on her pelvis, levering his hips for maximum speed, depth and force. Penny's head had dropped, but her neck was strained, her face contorted, and her spine was curved, her shoulders up, arms rigid. She was going purple.
