Nicky Allen Millie and Her Fuck Buddies 
 
 
 Crossing the Line 
 Eleanor made a right turn as her sat-nav had instructed and almost immediately it told her “your destination is 200 yards on the right hand side”. She looked down the street and could see a big red brick building with a pub sign outside. Before she got close enough to read the words on the sign she saw that it had a white horse on it and she knew she was nearly there. Her sat-nav confirmed this with the usual “you have arrived at your destination” and Eleanor reached over and switched it off. Turning into the car park of the White Horse pub she noticed that it was not only at the side of the pub but the parking also extended around the back too and she automatically drove there to make sure her car was not able to be seen from the road. 
 After she had parked and turned off the engine she looked at the clock and it said 4.49. It was ten minutes before she would go in to meet the complete stranger she was going to have sex with and she felt a shudder of fear though her body. As she sat there waiting for the 10 minutes to pass, Eleanor thought back to 14 months ago when she had finally discovered with absolute certainty that her husband Damian was having an affair – the night he went out to meet his friends for a drink and unusually forgot to take is phone – the night she looked on his phone at text messages and found nothing, just like every other time she had looked – but the night for the first time she went further and clicked on ‘folders’ and found one called ‘Kath – the folder with all those intimate text messages – and the message from only 2 days earlier with how much this ‘Kath’ was looking forward to ‘when you leave your wife and move in with me’. She’d suspected for years he had been seeing other women – how he’d go to play golf and she’d spot his golf shoes left in the garage, how sometimes when he got home he’d avoid getting close to her and insisted on taking a shower, the business trips with a vague purpose. But she remembered how whenever she confronted him he’d give evasive responses before becoming very affectionate and talk her into going to bed and she also remembered only too clearly how good he was at fucking her so incredibly well and maybe that was why she just didn’t throw him out – ‘the bastard’, she thought. She reflected back over the last 14 months, how depressed she became after he’d gone, how she lost the plumpness of a 32 year old working wife because she couldn’t be bothered to cook, how her slimmer look and feel had motivated her to start looking forward – she joined the gym and added shape to her slimness. Men started showing real interest in her, but she was so nervous at getting into another relationship like Damian – from when she was 16 and first did it, she knew she was attracted to men who were good in bed and if they weren’t they hadn’t lasted very long – then along came Damian who had been so good and was so charming – so manipulative, but as she finally discovered, so deceitful. She thought about the couple of times she’d dated since he left. She fancied both guys but was so nervous about getting involved and ended it with them before they ever got close to having sex. After more than a year without sex she was craving for it, but just didn’t want to date anyone to do it – her fear of getting into something like Damian again just frightened her so much. She looked at the clock on the dashboard – 4.56. She thought back to 3 weeks ago when that email dropped into her inbox – ‘Sex with no strings – find a man with a big cock in your town to give it to you’. She’d deleted it immediately. Then the next evening another one ‘Find a guy to blow you off and fuck you senseless with no commitments’ – it was late and she’d had a couple of glasses of wine and she thought ‘why not have a look’, but with absolutely no intention of doing anything. She remembered in detail how she had clicked on the link and started browsing the website. She couldn’t believe how many people in her town had posted themselves looking for casual sex – many singles and couples too looking for threesomes and foursomes, although no-one she knew. She’d searched in the nearest big town – the same – guys and couples as well as a few gays and lesbians. She’d clicked on several single guys, but none looked interesting. Then she had clicked on Brian. He looked at bit older than her – maybe 40 she thought. The words immediately hooked her – ‘larger than average, good staying power, easy going and compliant – tell me how you like it best and we’ll do it’. She looked at the clock – 5.01. She took a final look in the rear view mirror, tidying her bushy auburn hair with her fingertips and then smoothing the make-up around her dark brown eyes – she loved how her face had lost it’s podginess over the last year, going back to her smooth tight cheeks and despite the tension she felt inside, gave herself a little smile. 
 Eleanor got out of the car, locked it and started to walk towards the pub. The words echoed through her brain – ‘larger than average, good staying power, easy going and compliant – tell me how you like it best and we’ll do it’. Fuck she couldn’t believe that she was doing this – her heart was thumping, but she knew the thought of it all was making her aroused. A little gust of wind blew and she felt the cool air around the top of her thighs, wafting over the bare skin above her stockings, making a just a little bit more aware of her state of arousal. She walked into the pub, stopped and looking around. There were a group of men and women by the bar, chatting and laughing – obviously straight from work for an early evening drink. She looked across to the seated area – several couples were sitting at tables around the lounge – she looked at the other side of the room by the windows and there was one man sitting alone – she’d copied the picture of Brian and put it on her phone so if she needed to, she could surreptiously open it and check, but she knew instantly it was him and she slowly walked over, her heart pounding. As she got close he looked up at her and smiled and her heart missed several beats. She stood in front of the table he was sitting at – “Brian?” she asked, her heart now pounding. He smiled more “Hello Millie – yes I’m Brian – come and sit down and let me get you a drink – what would you like?” She sat opposite him, as she sat down realising he might spot her stockings and suspenders and casually held her skirt down as she sat and crossed her legs. “Gin and tonic please” she replied, smiling back. “Large one?” he quizzed as he stood up. ‘A whole fucking bottle’ she thought to herself before replying politely “Yes that would be lovely”. 
 Eleanor watched him walk over to the bar – he was quite tall, slim and walked confidently. He leaned on the bar and spoke to the guy serving, then turning and looking straight at her. She felt stupid letting him catch her staring at him, but he just smiled and she smiled back before looking away. Her heart was still thumping, but she felt a little less uneasy as he seemed pleasant enough and no longer a completely unknown quantity. She looked over at the bar to the group of people to see if she recognised anyone, scared that someone might spot her – she had deliberately searched the website for men in a town 15 miles from where she lived – she was desperate to make sure no-one knew about this, even giving herself a different name to stay anonymous – no-one had ever called her ‘Millie’ before a few moments ago. 
 Brian came back, placing her drink on the table in front of her – “There you are, Millie”. “Thank you Brian” she responded politely. “You managed to find the pub OK then?” he asked. She was relieved that he’d started the conversation as she had no idea what to say, responding “Yes thanks – good old sat nav worked fine”. Tilting his head slightly he asked “Oh don’t you live in town then?” Shaking her head she just replied “No”. “Where do you live then?” he continued. She pursed her lips hesitating “another town” she said. “OK I understand – do you mind if I ask you something else – I’m not prying – just curious – have you done this before?” Her heart missed a beat – she paused, drawing a deep breath and looking down at her drink – “No”. “Are you nervous?” he asked. “Yes” she replied, looking up again and nodding. He leaned forward to her and looked her in the eyes talking quietly “Millie you don’t need to be – if you don’t like anything I do just tell me and I’ll stop – if you don’t want to carry on just tell me and I’ll let you leave – this should be about pleasure and fun for us both so you don’t need to worry – just let go and have lots of fun…” hesitating “…and lots of pleasure” smiling at her. She felt better after hearing that – he seemed really genuine – “Thanks Brian – I think I’ll be OK”. They talked for 15 minutes or so about things they liked to do without giving anything away – just small talk – his liking of golf and watching football – her gym, movie watching and her friends. She watched Brian finish his drink and she picked up hers and finished it too. “Would you like another…” he asked, then pointing at her glass and hesitating “…or shall we go?” A shiver went through her and she knew there was only one answer “Let’s go” she replied. 
 They stood up and walked out of the door – “Is it far” she asked him. “No just one minute’s walk – just down the road” and they walked back from where she had driven and into the apartment block on the corner two hundred yards away, just like the sat-nav had said earlier. She felt uneasy again – as they had walked down the road they didn’t talk – even as they went into his apartment he just said “welcome”. He gestured to a door off the hallway and she walked in – it was the bedroom – she stood there facing the foot of the bed. He took her handbag from her and put it on a chair opposite the bed and came back and stood behind her. Her heart was thumping like a jackhammer. He put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around through 90 degrees and her heart skipped several beats as she was looking directly at herself in the mirrored wardrobe doors, with him looking over her shoulder. She felt his hands on her hips – then she watched as they came into view and slid around to her tummy, stopping there for just a brief moment before sliding up to cradle her breasts and she couldn’t help but let out a gasp as he gently caressed them and then she almost jumped as after all the silence he said quietly “Will you let me undress you?” Her eyes had just been watching his hands – she looked up at his face. She was nervous as hell – this was like nothing she had ever done before – no kissing – no affection – just a complete stranger saying ‘will you let me undress you’. She swallowed before nodding “Yes”. Immediately his hands went to the buttons of her blouse and slowly and deliberately undid them. Then he reached to her shoulders and lifted each side off and she slid her arm out of one side, then the other. She looked at herself with the lacy grey bra and saw Brian throw her blouse on the floor. Then immediately she felt his hands at her back and she watched her breasts fall slightly as he unclipped her bra. She watched him slowly slide the straps off her shoulders and then pull it down and he dropped it at her feet. His hands slid up the sides of her body and then straight to her breasts. “They’re gorgeous…” he whispered continuing “…the moment I saw you I noticed your breasts – they’re so perfect – so nice and full, but so firm” as he was caressing them and then she let out a groan as his thumbs slid across her nipples. “Sensitive nipples then Millie?” he asked and she looked up at his face and he had a cheeky little smile. “Yesss” she hissed. She watched his eyes move back down and he whispered “perhaps we can have some fun with those hey” as he slowly brushed his thumbs over them several times making her gasp out again more loudly. Then just caressing her breasts gently he whispered in her ear “Are you wearing stocking and suspenders like I asked?” She was getting turned on, but now feeling like a dirty filthy slut, letting a complete stranger do this to her – and to think she had willingly worn stockings and suspenders for him just like he had asked in his email. “Yesss” she hissed again. “Mmm good – I love women in stockings and suspenders – I can’t wait to see them” and his hands slid down away from her breasts to her tummy, then around her waist and she felt him unzip her skirt and pull it down over her hips and just let it fall to her feet, placing his hands on her hips again – she kicked the skirt away. “Oh that’s so nice – I love the colour” and she looked lower in the mirror at the grey suspender belt, stockings and matching panties – ‘you fucking whore’ she thought to herself, but she could feel the moistness in her pussy. He moved his mouth right next to her ear “I’m so looking forward to seeing your pussy – can I take a look?” She hissed yet another “Yesss”. She watched him slide his hands to her sides and he started to ease her panties down – she could see they were trapped by the tops of her thighs and moved her feet further apart and Brian lowered them and then let go and they fell to the floor – she flicked them away with her foot. She was buzzing now. He moved closer to her, placing his hands on her hips and she felt him brushing against her bottom and briefly something firm pressed against her – she knew exactly what it was. “Oh nice – do you always keep it so perfectly trimmed like that” and she looked at her pussy – she hated a big bush and kept her pubic hair trimmed really short and shaved the front into a thin line every week. She felt completely vulnerable, but somehow a little bit more confident. “Oh yes Brian – I can’t stand having a jungle between my legs” letting out a little snigger and he laughed too. “I really can’t wait to feel it” he whispered and she saw his head move in the mirror and looked up and he was looking her straight in the eyes. She felt the hand on her right hip move forward and then down – as it went below her belly button she felt a shiver go through her tummy right into her pussy at knowing that someone else was going to touch her there – no-one other than her had done so for the last fourteen months. She felt his fingertips sliding lower and then between her legs. They stopped, but then after a few seconds the tip of one finger slid right down her pussy lips and she just let out a gasp. Still looking him in the eyes she watched him smile and whisper “nice” and then he drew his fingers slowly back over her pussy where they stopped – they were staring each other out – it was so intense – after a few more seconds she felt the tip of his finger start to ease her lips open, just wiggling and pushing against them. Then they parted and his finger was easily able to slip inside as she knew she was so wet and as his finger explored, going deeper she let out a groan, closing her eyes for a few seconds with the pleasure of him being inside her. She opened her eyes and he was looking right into them again. “Oh Millie you are so wet…” he whispered continuing “…I think we need to get into that bed and get on with it, don’t you?” She nodded “oh yes please” knowing that the sex she had fantasied about for many months was really going to happen. She felt Brian slide his finger out – he lifted his hand up right in front of their faces, his index finger sticking out and glistening with the wetness. She wondered what he was going to do as he held it there for a few seconds before bringing it to his face, opening his mouth, closing his lips and sucking off her juices as he slid it out. “Mmm you taste delicious”. Eleanor felt so good – no-one had ever done that to her before – it was so personal – so intimate – such a fucking turn on for a complete stranger to do that. She realised that he was so confident about sex – so confident about himself and clearly very imaginative… She looked at him in the mirror, still staring him out – somehow it was not so intimidating in the mirror as looking directly at him, but seeing herself too, completely naked apart from the stockings and suspenders made it way more intense. He placed his hands on her hips again and pulled her back against him and she could feel his erection against her bottom. He smiled at her, then whispered “I think we are both ready now, eh” and she just nodded. “You get into bed and I’ll quickly get undressed”. He let go of her hips and she kicked her shoes off and walked over to the bed, pulling the sheet back, sliding under it and laying on her side facing him. 
 Eleanor watched as he sat on the bed and took off his shoes and socks. She was buzzing – he had got her so incredibly turned on in just a few minutes in such a subtle but clever way. Then he stood up and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. He turned away from her and took it off and she could see from his back he was quite toned. Then he turned back towards her and looked at her as he unzipped his trousers and then undid the waistband button. He slid them down and stepped out of them – she couldn’t help but stare at the big bulge in his boxer shorts. This was like a strip show – then he looked into her eyes and smiled before reaching down to his waist and sliding the shorts down and his penis was released and wobbled around. ‘Larger than average’ was what the website had said and as she looked at it she could see that definitely was true – she had one guy before she had met Damian who had a monster which was just too much for her and Brian wasn’t that large, but she knew this was going more than fill her. Her gaze had been locked onto his penis, then she looked up at his face and he smiled at her, but nothing was said between them. Still smiling he sat on the bed, slid under the sheet and she felt his arms around her as he hugged her, his face right in front of hers. She looked straight into his eyes, him staring back into hers. He smiled and finally spoke “I thought we could just have intercourse first and then talk about what else we can do afterwards – is that OK?” She knew that she was close to being fucked for the first time in 14 months, she could feel his rock hard penis pushing against her thigh and she just wanted it, nodding “Oh yes please”. 
 She felt his hand on her side – slowly he slid it up and started to fondle her breast – he had quite large hands, but Eleanor had noticed when he very first touched her that he was really gentle – as his hand cupped her, gently cradling and caressing she could feel herself getting wetter at the anticipation of being fucked. Then he slowly slid his thumb back and forth over her nipple and she felt the muscles around her pussy tense and gasped out “fuck”. He slid his hand up and onto her shoulder, firmly pushing her onto her back, slid one leg over between hers, then the other and as he reached his arm over to lay right on top of her he looked right at her, smiled and said “Yes Millie – just the right word – fuck”. He balanced on one elbow and she felt his hand slide down between their tummies and then she felt the tip of his penis as his hand guided it up and down her pussy lips. He started wiggling it against her lips and slowly they eased apart and she felt the head of his penis stretching her open – she felt she was almost melting. She let out an involuntary groan as the bulging head of it slid past the entrance to her pussy – it felt big. He pulled his hand away and lay there on top of her, looking her in the eyes. “This is the bit I really love Millie – doing it with someone for the first time…” moving his face a little closer to hers, whispering “…finding out how they like to be fucked – finding out if you like it slow and gentle…” smiling at her as he hesitated “…or do you like to be fucked fast and rough?” Eleanor knew that she liked both – it was nice to be slow and gentle – make it last – draw out the end to make it all more intense, but tonight fast and rough sounded perfect. He raised his eyebrows a little “Let’s find out shall we?” Slowly he eased the head of his penis back so it was almost out of her pussy then he slid it back in again – he did the same a couple of times and then when he next slid it back in went deeper – her heart thumped – she was so turned on – she just wanted him to shove it right inside her, but she knew his teasing was turning her on so much. Again he gently slid it in and out a few times without going any deeper and then without warning sliding it in further making her gasp out another ‘oh’. She guessed he was at least half way in now and he kept the same approach, just slowly sliding in and out a few more times before going deeper still and she groaned “fuck yes” and involuntarily opened her legs wider, almost inviting him further inside. Immediately he went “Mmmm…” hesitating “…so you’re ready for it all then now are you?” She immediately gasped back “fuck yes please” and he smiled at her, continuing to slide in and out the same a few more times – then again without warning, she felt him take a more forceful thrust and she let out little squeal as he pushed right inside. This was so what Eleanor knew she wanted as he started thrusting deep inside with long slow strokes, feeling his pelvis pushing hard against her groin with each one. With each deep thrust she felt so filled up although it had been so long since she last had sex it felt quite extreme, especially with Brian being ‘larger than average’. She felt her body taking over as she couldn’t help but push back at Brian as he thrust into her. “Well Millie I think you’re really liking slow and deep, eh?” “ooh yes” she replied. “Do you prefer this to hard and fast then?” he asked casually. “Like them both…” she gasped out, her breathing now urgent with the slow deep thrusts “…there’s a time for both”. “Would you like to try fast and hard now then?” he whispered. “Yes please” she immediately gasped back. She loved the intimate conversation – the fact he didn’t just want to fuck her, but also discuss it at the same made it more of a turn on. Then he casually responded “Well if you ask me I’ll do it for you” and smiled. ‘The bastard’ she thought – getting her to ask him to fuck her how she wanted him to do it – she smiled at him and shook her head a little, hesitating and then, raising her eyebrows “Please Brian – I want you to fuck me fast and hard” and her heart missed a beat at the thought of him having made her say that. Still in a casual tone he replied “Of course Millie – happy to do that…” hesitating “…you know I love it when women tells me how they want to be fucked – especially when they are as gorgeous as you and are wearing stockings and suspenders” and he smiled at her. He brought his hands up to her shoulders, she felt him sliding them underneath her and then his fingers wrapped over the tops of her shoulders. The pressure of his fingertips increased and then he started – it was like throwing a switch and suddenly he was thrusting in and out with short firm strokes – going deep inside, his pelvis banging against her groin and she could feel his balls bouncing against her bottom. She let out a long groan and then “oh fuck yes”, within seconds her body just automatically matching the pace of his rapid strokes, rhythmically pushing back against him. The feeling of being trapped there between the powerful grip of his hands and his large penis being rammed deep into her was so incredibly good – she was soaking wet and she could feel juices dribbling down her bottom onto the bed. She looked up and he smiled down at her, continuing to fuck her like a jackhammer – it was so nice to be doing this after such a long time – within maybe only a minute the feeling started – that tingle in her groin – it grew – the muscles around her pussy starting to tense. She gasped “fuck yes – oh fuck yes” as the tingling intensified and she felt her muscles deep inside tensing more and making her vagina open wider deep inside. Her eyes were half closed now, not able to focus or concentrate on anything. She heard Brian “Oh Millie – are you nearly ready to come for me already?” She looked at him blinking, not being able to hold her gaze, gasping ”yes – oh fuck yes”. She felt him move his hips somehow and he was still thrusting deep inside, but now his pelvis was brushing against her clit and the extra stimulation was awesome – within a few seconds the muscles from her head to her toes went into spasm, her whole body shook and in seconds Eleanor had an intense orgasm and she squealed in pleasure then just groaning out as the beautiful pulsing in her groin and the warm tingling spread out into her whole body. 
 As she beautiful feeling inside eased away and her brain started to reengage with her senses she realised that Brian was still fucking her fast and hard. She opened her eyes and he smiled at her “Nice orgasm Millie”. She just blew her cheeks out and nodded. “Are you ready to come” she gasped. He shook his head “Not yet Millie – I want to make you come again – do you think you can?” “Oh I don’t know – not sure” she replied. She felt him alter the angle of his hips again so that he was brushing her clit like before, just smiling at her. She could feel her clit throbbing with the stimulation and her muscles started to tense again inside gasping out “oh yes”. Just like before the tension grew and grew – Brian kept fucking her exactly the same speed, but then thrusting a little bit harder and she had another wonderful intense orgasm. Still he didn’t stop – he was so relentless – she had waited over a year to have sex again, but wasn’t sure she’d ever been fucked like this in her life. “One more time Millie?” Brian asked. “Oh I don’t know” she replied and cleverly he again changed position slightly and again her clit started to get stimulation. “I’m sure you can Millie – this time I’ll try and come with you. She looked up at his face, but now he was staring at her breasts wobbling back and forth as her body was being shaken by his hard and fast thrusting. She watched as his mouth opened and he was starting to take quicker breaths and he was thrusting even harder now, banging his pelvis into her groin. She felt that beautiful tensing again around her pussy as her muscles got ready to perform again. Her pussy was throbbing now – she was completely out of control – Brian was totally in charge – the tension inside her was so strong, her muscles ready to let go again. Brian was whispering now – “oh fuck – oh yes” repeatedly and she was ready to explode – she tensed from head to toe. She felt his fingernails digging deep into her shoulders and Brian just groaned out in pleasure and his body also went stiff, shaking and she let go for a third time having another amazing orgasm and then his thrusting became random and finally stopped. 
 Eleanor lay there pinned down by Brian, listening to him panting for breath. She was pretty well spaced out now, almost like she was in a trance. Her pussy was throbbing and she felt completely drained. This was exactly what she had needed – being fucked so expertly, so cleverly but so relentlessly fast and hard – but for it to happen after not having had sex for so long made it pretty well mind blowing. Her thought train was broken after maybe a half a minute or so as Brian lifted himself onto his elbows, looking down into her eyes. “Was that nice Millie?” he asked in his usual casual way. She looked back for a few seconds thinking what to say, shaking her head before responding “Like it – like it – it was unbelievable – you’re something else Brian…” hesitating, looking away and then straight back into his eyes “…I don’t think anyone has ever fucked me quite like that before – it was so relentless – so awesome”. He smiled “Good I’m glad you liked it so much”. He eased himself off her and lay on the bed next to her, then reaching out for the box of tissues on the bedside table and offering it to her. She took several tissues and got out of bed holding the tissues to her pussy – she took a couple of steps and stopped, turning to Brian “where is it”. “First of the left” he replied and she went and sat on the toilet for a minute or so to let his semen drip out of her. She wiped dry and then spotted there was a bidet, so quickly washed herself off too before she went back to bed, lying next to Brian facing him. He turned to face her, laying on his side. She smiled at him “That was so incredibly nice Brian – you’re very good at it – I’ve haven’t had sex for a long time, but I didn’t expect anything like that”. He turned his head slightly “How come you haven’t had sex for a long time?” he quizzed. She blew her cheeks out, looked away and then looked back at him, drawing a deep breath. “Fourteen months ago I found my husband was cheating on me – not for the first time I suspected – anyway I threw him out” she explained. “So haven’t you been dating or seeing anyone else in that time?” he asked. She hesitated again and then responded “I had a few dates, but I didn’t want to have sex with them because then you so easily get into a relationship with them and then it gets complicated – I know the right man will come into my life, but I didn’t want to go through who knows how many before I find the right one”. “So what made you do this then?” he replied. “Oh come on Brian – after 14 months I miss having sex – playing with yourself can give some pleasure and relief, but good sex has no substitute” she quipped back, adding “…and tonight was so incredibly good – thank you”. He smiled “Believe me the pleasure was as much mine as yours”. They lay there for a minute or two in silence. Millie thought about how different this was from any time she had sex before. She liked Brian, but could not imagine ever loving him or even living with him. They knew nothing about each other, perhaps except they both knew the other one liked having sex. They hadn’t kissed – OK he’d played with her before they got into bed, but that was just part of the situation – the foreplay. She lay there trying to think what to say. 
 As had been the case many times now, Brian spoke first “Do you feel like you want sex again yet?” She gasped out “Are you ready to do it already” not being able to resist reaching down, feeling her way down his tummy and then touching his limp penis. He replied “No but you see my son Ben lives in the flat above and well…” hesitating “…he is home now and sometimes we share…” Eleanor opened her mouth wide and raised her eyebrows “What – you are offering to let your son have sex with me – I don’t know him – he’s a complete stranger” she exclaimed. “Oh come on Millie – so was I only an hour ago – he’s a lovely boy – well young man to be honest – he’s twenty-two – he’s very fit and muscular – a lovely temperament…” hesitating “…and very good in bed” raising his eyebrows. Shaking her head “How did you ever get to sharing women with your son?” she exclaimed. Brian just replied calmly as usual “Well 3 years ago my wife died” – She jumped in immediately “Oh I’m sorry to hear that”. He continued “It’s OK she was poorly for some time and it was really a happy release. Anyway the woman who lived next door was divorced and – well – to cut a long story short we started having sex. I knew it would be hard to keep it from Ben so I told him – better coming from me that him finding out. Anyway when I told him he just looked at me and said “So am I Dad”. Eleanor couldn’t stop her jaw dropping wide open. He continued “so we went round next door and told her we both knew about each other and she just said ‘let’s go to bed and have a threesome then – and we did”. “Oh wow – that’s a hell of a story” she responded. “So do you want me to call him then? – believe me, you won’t be disappointed” Brian asked. 
 
 
 
 Ben and Then Some 
 Eleanor lay there alone in Brian’s bed hardly able to believe what she had just agreed to. She had just been fucked so amazingly by a complete stranger and now she had agreed to have sex with his son. If any of her friends ever found out about this she could never face them – it was so wrong, so stupid, so far over the line, but having had sex for the first time in 14 months and it having been so good, she simply couldn’t say ‘no’ to more. 
 Brian had gone out of the room to call his son – she was glad that she couldn’t hear the conversation – but she heard Brian talking, obviously on his phone. A couple of minutes later the door-bell rang and she heard him say “Hey Ben”, but they obviously had then gone into another room and although she could hear voices, she could not make out any of the conversation. 
 After a couple of minutes she heard footsteps and then Brian said ‘knock knock’ and walked back into the room and stood by the door in his boxer shorts. He smiled at her and asked “Are you OK Millie?” Laying there with the sheet pulled up to her chin she looked back at him replying “Yes thanks – fine”. “Millie I’d you to meet my son Ben – come in Ben” and Brian stood back and this very good looking young man came in and stood in front of Brian – also just wearing a pair of boxer shorts. “Hello Millie” he said smiling down at her. “Hi Ben” she replied politely, inside just in a turmoil about this unbelievable situation she had put herself in. “Ben is shy and insisted on keeping his underpants on” Brian chirped, raising his eyebrows and nodding at Ben. “Oh Dad” Ben exclaimed, giving Brian a frown. Then Brian just said “I’ll leave you two to – err – get to know each other” and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. 
 Eleanor felt so uncomfortable – she had no idea what to say – the situation she was in now was so utterly unreal, so way beyond anything she could ever have contemplated. She looked at Ben – he was tall, his body was well defined, his muscles very pronounced and he had fair hair – he looked more than fanciable – but he was 10 years younger than Millie – she tried to start conversation – “Hi Ben – I’m err…” hesitating “…I’m not really sure what to say. He looked back turning the corners of his lips down – “Me neither really…” and she could see him swallow before continuing “…shall I come and sit on the bed”. “Yes of course” she replied. He sat on the bed next to her, looking down at her face. “You’ve got a very pretty face Millie” and he smiled at her. “Thank you” and she smiled back. “Errm – oh – I’m not sure I should say this – um – but my Dad told me that you’ve got the most gorgeous breasts” he said, clearly struggling to get the words out. Everything that had happened before with Brian had been guided and driven by him – his confidence brushing aside all of her nervousness. Agreeing to have sex with Ben had been a situation Eleanor would never have expected, but somehow the suggestion of it had been irresistible and she thought maybe she should show some confidence and take the lead as Ben was clearly so nervous. She smiled up at him her heart thumping as she said “Would you like to see them?” He nodded “Oh yes please”. She stared into his eyes for a few seconds before telling him “Well fold the sheet back then”. She watched him reach out – as she felt his fingers brush against her chest it almost seemed to send an electric shock through her to have another stranger touch her – she watched as he pulled back the sheet, exposing her breasts. “Oh wow they really are gorgeous” Ben said almost instantly. Taking the lead with Ben was quite turning her on and she’d already decided what to say next – “Would you like to play with them, Ben?” “Oh yes please” came the instant reply. It was so easy for her to decide what to say next as she knew exactly what his answer would be “Well go on then – they’re yours to play with”. She watched him reach out and place a hand on her tummy and the felt it slide up and onto her breast. It felt so wrong, so dirty, so cheap to be letting another total stranger touch her breast, but oh so nice. He caressed it “It’s so nice and firm” and then he brushed his thumb over her nipple and it made her gasp “My Dad said you’d got sensitive nipples”. She was looking up at the ceiling as she felt his other hand start to caress her other breast – oh it was so nice – then he flicked his thumbs across both nipples together – she let out a moan. “Mmm they are very sensitive” he whispered. “So your Dad told you all about me then, did he?” she gasped and looked up at him. He looked up from her breasts and looked back at her “Yes he did” flicking both nipples and making her gasp again before continuing “and he said you’ve got a gorgeous pussy”. She could tell his confidence was now growing quickly – she looked out of the corner of her eye and could make out a sizable bulge in his underpants. “I suppose you want to see that too then?” she asked casually. “Oh yes please” he replied eagerly. Despite his confidence she was determined not to give up taking the lead replying “Well I’m not going to let you” staring up at him – he looked back down and as he said “Oh Millie” stroking both her nipples again. She flinched, then staring back at him for a few seconds before saying calmly “…until you take off your shorts”. He smiled at her “Thank you Millie” she could tell that her nipples were getting hard now and even more sensitive as he flicked them both yet again and she gasped out “fuck”. He smiled down at her, stood up, eased his shorts down and she watched his semi-erect penis sticking out. He had clearly inherited his father’s genes as it was obviously ‘larger than average’, but also not yet fully hard – she noticed though how thick the base of it was. She felt like such a dirty little slut surveying the penis of a 22 year old stranger, but it was such a turn on. 
 He sat back down on the bed. She was determined to get in first “You can pull the sheet back now and look at my pussy if you want to”. She felt his hand brush against her tummy as he took hold of the sheet and pulled it right back to her knees. She watched his face as he saw her stockings and suspenders and gasped “Oh Millie you look so gorgeous with those stockings and suspenders on, Dad didn’t tell me about those”. The he looked up at her pussy “Wow you’ve got it so neatly trimmed” and then he shuffled down the bed until he was sitting by her knees. She felt him place a hand on each of her thighs saying “I want to get a better view” and then eased her legs apart – “Oh yes it’s a really nice pussy – will you let me touch it?” She replied immediately “Touch it?” she quizzed “…don’t’ you want to play with it – after all that’s what pussies are for” hardly believing that she had just said that. “Oh yes please Millie” he replied, nodding. She felt him pick up her leg nearest to him, he bent it and then eased it further open and lay it across his lap – she felt such a whore with her legs spread so wide apart showing him everything, but it was turning her on massively. She felt his hand slide up the inside of her thigh, first over the stocking and then her bare thigh, his fingertips roamed across to her pussy and he ran them up and down her lips – just like when Brian had touched her there, she felt she was going to melt. Then she saw him bring his other hand over, felt more finger tips easing open her pussy and almost before she realised what was happening she felt his finger slide right inside and she let out a moan. “You’re very wet Millie” he murmured. She didn’t respond thinking ‘the hell with it – he’s got the lead now’. He slid his finger in and out a few times and then she felt herself stretched a little more as she felt two fingers slide into her and gasped in response. She felt other fingers exploring at the front of her pussy and then they found their target and she let out a groan as they started gently stroking her clitoris. Ben wasn’t teasing and patient like his Dad, but fuck he was getting her turned on so quickly – she was gasping each breath and groaning with pleasure. She looked up at him – he was staring at her pussy, but then he looked up and their eyes met. “Your very gorgeous Millie – so sexy – I really want to fuck you and I think you are really ready for it now – will you let me?” staring at her, waiting for her response. She nodded, adding “Oh yes Ben”. He smiled at her. 
 She felt his fingers slide out of her, saw him reach up and he tugged the pillow that her head was resting on – she lifted her head and he brought the pillow down the bed. “Lift you bottom off the bed please, Millie” and she brought her arms down and her feet up and did as told. He slid the pillow under her bottom and she rested back down. “Why are you doing that?” she asked. He looked at her, hesitating for a second or two “My girlfriend asks me to do it – she said it feels nicer going in like this and rubs all the right places even better…” hesitating “…the first time we did it like this she pretty well freaked”. She felt strange now – her head was now flat on the bed and her bottom was higher than it – it felt like the bottom of the bed had been lifted up into the air – and somehow she felt slightly helpless and vulnerable – a little shudder went through her tummy and into her groin – ‘practically freaked’ played back through her mind, wondering what it was going to be like. She watched Ben kneel between her legs – his penis was completely erect now, the bulging head a deep pink and she could see it was at least as long as Brian’s and looked even thicker. Her heart thumped a few times as she knew very soon it was going to be inside her. He leaned forward supporting himself on his hands before lowered himself onto his elbows with their tummies touching and his face right in front of hers – he smiled and she felt his hand slide down between their bodies. Then he was guiding the tip of his penis into her pussy, easing her lips open, wriggling it around in the wetness and then she felt him start to press into her, just starting to stretch open the entrance into her pussy. He looked her in the eyes “Ready Millie”. “Oh yes” she moaned. The she felt him almost force it into her in one move – it must have gone half way in – he slid it in and out to spread her juices and then in one more thrust slid it completely inside her. It felt like her heart stopped completely for several seconds. “You OK Millie?” he whispered. She looked back still trying to catch her breath “Wow you don’t hang around do you?” He smiled “I can do it a little slower if you want” and he slid out of her, and then with several more gentle thrusts, each one penetrating a little deeper he eased his penis back inside. Eleanor felt better being filled by him more slowly – with the last thrust he pushed harder and with her juices now flowing and completely spread over his penis, it slid right inside so nicely and the thick base of his penis stretched her pussy wider open then she could ever remember before, forcing a deep groan out of her. She opened her eyes and he was just staring at her face “Was that better Millie?” he asked. She blew her lips out “Yes…” swallowing “…it’s better a little slower until I get used to how…” shaking her head “…how big you are” raising her eyebrows. “I’m sorry – it’s just that you really are so gorgeous and I just want to…” hesitating and then sliding himself gently in and out of her a few times “…well you know what”. “You mean you just want to fuck me?” she said finishing his sentence. “Yes Millie – very much” he whispered. She felt his hands touch her sides and then slide over her breasts and then his thumbs sliding over her nipples again – it made her pussy tingle right inside and she couldn’t suppress gasping out for breath. “You’d better get on with it then – I’m more than ready” and she felt his thumbs teasing both her nipples again, forcing her to gasp for breath again and then he started sliding in and out of her with long strokes, almost right out and then deep back inside. She hadn’t noticed when he first entered her as it had all been so fast, but with her pelvis tilted back, his penis was pressing much more against the front of her vagina, teasingly sliding over her g-spot with each stroke. It felt so much more intense and she couldn’t help but groan out ‘oh’ each time he thrust into her. With her bottom raised by the pillow and her hips tilted back she wasn’t able push back against him as she usually would do and she felt slightly helpless. He started to fuck her faster, but amazingly still with long strokes – normally strokes would get shorter as they got faster, but not with Ben. He sped up even more and Millie started to feel just like she was a fuck doll, lying there with Ben pounding in and out of her with long hard strokes like a machine, the swollen head of his penis plunging into her and barging past her g-spot like a bully. After not very long she felt the muscles in her pussy start to tense again and the warm tingly feeling deep inside – that gorgeous feeling that she was going to orgasm soon. Then just like Brian had done, she felt Ben’s hands slide under her shoulders, his fingers looped over the top, she felt them grip the top of her shoulders and he started to thrust into her even faster still. It was so intense and overpowering, now feeling utterly under Ben’s control all she could do was lie there and let him pound into her, helplessly groaning ‘oh’ or ‘fuck’ with each stroke and enjoying every one of them. The muscles around her pussy were almost locked waiting for that beautiful release and the tingling in her pussy was now an intense buzzing and she was so ready to let go – the ‘ohs’ and ‘fucks’ involuntarily changed to ‘yes’, ‘yes’ ’yes’ and then the fireworks went off in her head and she shook from head to toe as the muscles in her groin spasmed uncontrollably and that gorgeous warmth flowed out. Through all the wonderful sensations she noticed Ben’s fingers squeeze harder and then he let out a series of groans, the strokes suddenly became shorter and random and from the panting for breath she knew he had come too. 
 As they lay there trying to organise her thoughts Eleanor knew all too well she had never been fucked like that ever before – so hard, so fast, so rough, almost brutal and so relentless, but oh it had been so good. Then her thoughts were stopped dead as she heard someone clap four or five times and she spun her head sideways to see Brian sitting in the chair smiling. She was aghast inside to think that not only had she just had the hardest roughest fuck of her life, but someone had been watching her – she felt so embarrassed. Brian just smiled and said “Nice show Millie and Ben – nice show”. “You were watching us” she said curtly. “Oh Millie...” Brian replied “…don’t be angry – it was so amazing watching the two of you getting it off like that – please don’t let it bother you”. She realised that it was probably just the surprise of realising he was there that startled her as much as anything responding “I’ve never had anyone watch me do it before” feeling guilty inside. “Well Millie…” he continued “…there’s been a few firsts tonight for you – sex with people you’ve never met before, sex with a father and son and now having an audience” and he giggled. Thinking what he had said, she felt so cheap, so disgustingly dirty, but knew she had absolutely no regrets. 
 Then Eleanor felt something on her chest and she looked up to see Ben smiling down at her, his face flushed pink and she watched as a second bead of sweat dripped from his chin. “You OK Millie?” he asked. She blew her cheeks out “You were like a machine – it was awesome”. The Brian chirped from the side “I told you that you wouldn’t be disappointed Millie”. She felt Ben start to slide out and she said “pass some tissues please before you do that” and she slid them between her legs before getting up off the bed and heading for the toilet for a second time. After letting Ben’s juices dribble out she washed again in the bidet and after drying off made her way to the bedroom, wondered if she should leave now – she was drained of energy, but she also wondered if there was something else planned. When she got back there Ben was in his shorts, but Brian was now in bed. Ben just said “I’ll go and shower now then Dad” and he smiled at Millie as he left the room, shutting the door behind him. She looked down at Brian and as she did so, he just pulled the sheet back and said “Please come and join me again, Millie”. There was obviously something else planned… 
 Eleanor lay on her back, wondering what was next – it had already been way more adventurous and kinky than her wildest dreams. She felt Brian turn on his side to face her and then she felt him touch her arm and his hand slid down and held her hand. She mused how it was the first bit of anything like affection from either him or Ben – everything else had just been about sex, but then she thought that all tonight was really about and anyway she hadn’t been looking for affection or friendship. “I hope Ben wasn’t too rough with you, Millie?” Brian said in his usual calm way. She briefly thought about how Brian and Ben had both used her name in almost every sentence they spoke – it was so nice, so personal. Then she switched back to his question, thinking of what to say, turning her head to look at him out of the corner of her eye. “Rough?...” she exclaimed “..more like brutal I’d say”. “Oh I’m sorry, Millie – I hope he didn’t hurt you” he replied anxiously. She let out a little laugh “there’s no need to say sorry – it was awesome – he was like an uncontrollable machine”. “So you really liked it then?” he quizzed. She blew out her cheeks “Oh yes…” hesitating “…I’ll bet you think I’m a right dirty little slut don’t you?” she said guiltily, looking across out of the corner of her eye again. He squeezed her hand gently “On the contrary Millie I think you are incredibly attractive and a lovely woman and…” pausing for a few seconds “…and I was hoping we could have sex again…” pausing “…If you’d like to”. Her heart missed a beat and then pounded for a few seconds. She thought about her reply and then the words just flowed easily “Why not – that’s the reason I’m here”. She felt him squeeze her hand again “Oh good I’m so pleased”. She guessed that had thought through the whole thing in advance as everything had just happened so smoothly – she might have said ‘no’ to having sex with Ben, but Brian had probably got a ‘plan B’ ready – she didn’t care anyway – so far it had all been such an amazing experience. “So have you got something in mind?” she asked casually, suspecting that he had. “Well…” he responded “…I was hoping we might do it with you on top”. She thought about it for a few seconds – “I don’t see why not – do you like having a woman on top then?” she quizzed. She felt him let go of her hand, then she felt his hand move over her pelvis and he slide it down between her legs, his fingers very gently stroking her pussy. “Oh yes Millie it’s one of my favourites” he replied. He kept stroking her pussy lips, just gently running his fingers up and down. After a few seconds he spoke again “I hope Ben didn’t make you sore?” still stroking gently. “No he didn’t – I think that I get so wet I’ve never had a problem with being sore” she replied. As he stroked her pussy lips she could feel herself automatically generating more juices inside. Then she felt his fingers wriggling against her lips and the tip slid inside “Oh yes Millie you are very wet again…” running his finger up and down inside her lips “…are you ready to do it now?” Eleanor thought of what had happened tonight, sex with two people she had never met before with barely a few minutes between them after 14 months of nothing but masturbation – it had only been a few minutes since she had done it with Ben – was she ready to do it again? “Oh yes” she replied. She reached out and found Brian’s hip, then navigating down, as she felt his pubic hair she knew she was close. She felt the tip of her fingers touch his penis and she slid her fingers around it – it felt thick and she squeezed it gently – it was rock hard. She slid her fingers up and down – she realised that after everything that had taken place, this was the first time she had touched either Ben or Brian’s penis. It didn’t just look long – as she teased the tip with her finger tips and then slid her hand down to the base it felt big – ‘larger than average’ came into her mind again. “You’re nice and ready too then?” Brian didn’t answer so she continued “how long have you been like that?” running her fingers up and down it. She heard Brian draw a breath as she wrapped her fingers around and pulled the skin back, then he replied “Since about 30 seconds after I sat down to watch you and Ben fucking”. Then she watched him slide his hands up and throw the sheet back and said “I think we are both ready now – let’s do it”. 
 Eleanor let go of his penis and rolled over and got onto her knees, taking hold of his penis again and stroking up and down, saying “well lie on your back then and I’ll get on top”. Brian looked up at her “Oh no Millie – over here” and gently took her wrist and moved her hand away and then wriggled to the foot of the bed, hanging his legs over the end and he patted the bed next to him “Come over here Millie”. She got off the bed and walked around to him and then knelt on the bed, facing him. “Oh no Millie…” he said “…you need to be facing the other way”. “What…” she quizzed “…I thought you wanted me to be on top?” He smiled at her “I do Millie, but if you face the other way we can both watch ourselves having sex” and she turned around on her knees and looked at herself in the mirror – a little shiver went through her seeing herself looking like a complete tart with the grey stockings and suspenders with Brian lying next to her. Her heart missed a beat again and little shudder ran down through her body and into her groin at the realisation while she had sex this time with him, she was going to be able to watch. “Oh OK” she went and then she balanced on both hands and one leg as she straddled him, gently lowering herself down so that her pussy was resting on his tummy and his penis was standing up right in front of it. She shuffled forwards a little until her pussy was touching his penis and looking up into the mirror she couldn’t help but let out a little laugh as it looked like she had now got a penis. Brian asked “What’s so funny?” She giggled again – “look in the mirror – it looks like I’ve got a penis” and she saw him look up and he smiled, replying ”that would make a nice selfie..” and they both laughed together. Eleanor looked down at his penis – it looked pretty big, but then she looked up in the mirror and seeing it from that angle made it look even bigger, almost reaching her belly button and her heart missed a beat at the thought of all of that going inside her. Brian put a hand on her hip and stroked her gently “It’s best if you guide me inside”. Eleanor had been on top before, although never this way around and certainly not like this with a full view in the mirror. She so wanted to watch herself as she took Brian inside. She raised herself up and shuffled a little further forward. Reaching down she took hold of his penis with one hand and slid her other hand to her pussy and gently eased her lips open, immediately feeling her wetness. Staring into the mirror her gaze was riveted to her groin as she steered him into her pussy – she guided the tip between her open lips and then the best part as she relaxed her thigh muscles and felt the head of his penis stretch her pussy open and watched as it slowly disappeared inside her and she couldn’t help but gasp out ‘oh fuck’. “Is it nice watching it go inside it like that then Millie?” She realised that he had cleverly laid at a slight angle so that he could see everything too. “It’s awesome – I’ve never watched it like that before” she gasped. She bobbed up and down slightly to spread her juices and then relaxed her thigh muscles letting gravity take over, making him slide right inside, feeling like she was being impaled on his lovely big penis. Brian let out a gasp and then ”you’ve got a gorgeous pussy Millie – it feels so nice to be right inside you and…” hesitating “...it feels so nice with your stockings brushing against my sides”. She just looked at him in the mirror and smiled. Looking back up at herself she didn’t know what to do with her hands – she rested them on her thighs, but then had another idea and reached around and placed them on Brian’s hips and she raised herself, watching his penis reappear into view letting it slide most of the way out and then relaxing her arms and her thighs and watching it slide all the way back in again and letting out a deep groan of pleasure as it went so deep inside her. Brian said quietly “you can keep on doing that if you want”. She stated bobbing up and down on him rhythmically and after a few times she felt him start to push back at exactly the same tempo – she thought again how good he was doing it. She didn’t need the extra push from her hands now Brian and her were moving so rhythmically together and holding them behind her was making her shoulders ache so she brought them in front of her and rested hem on her stockinged thighs. Unable to drag her eyes away from the mirror, she just stared at his penis sliding in and out of her and being able to watch was making her even more turned on. “Are you enjoying watching yourself fucking, Millie?” he asked. “Oh yes…” she replied instantly “…it’s such a turn on”. “Does it make you feel naughty being able to watch yourself having sex then?” She looked up at her breasts now wobbling up and down and then back down at her pussy being rhythmically filled right up by Brian so pleasurably. “Yes I suppose it does” she gasped, starting to feel that little tingle inside. Brian carried on “Do you feel naughty after everything you’ve don’t tonight, Millie?” So many questions she thought, but her mind flicked back over it all in a couple of seconds replying “I suppose I’ve been very naughty tonight". Well you know what a happens to girls when they are really naughty and she saw his hand move quickly and she felt a sting as he smacked her bottom and let out a little ‘ow’. Her brain automatically connected with her memory and in a flash recalled a night years ago when her and Damian had come home and she had been pretty drunk – how she had been curious for some time to find out what it was like to be smacked – how she’d deliberately goaded him in some way – she couldn’t even remember how – how he told her she was very naughty – how she’d said that if she was naughty then he’d better smack her bottom then – how he’d given her six of the best – and how she’d asked for more – and more – and how horny it had made her. As this flashed through her mind in a couple of seconds she was still staring at her pussy and Brian’s penis. From the corner of her eye she saw his other hand and in an instant she felt another sting on the other side and let out a little grunt. “Millie” he called and she looked up at his face. “Do you like being smacked Millie” he asked. “Yesss” she hissed. “Have you done it lot’s before”. ‘Fuck more questions’ she thought “Just once”. 
 Then they both looked up as the bedroom door opened and Ben called “Dad I’m going now”. Brian replied immediately “Just come in for a second – I need you to get something for me. Millie’s heart thumped a couple of times and a shiver went through her at the thought of Ben seeing her having sex too. Ben walked in and just went “Wow” at what he saw. “Ben open the bottom draw of that chest, there’s a white box in there and inside it is a pink handled thing with rubber fronds – pass it to me please” Brian told him. Millie just kept on bobbing up and down with Brian not easing off either and she was staring back at the main piece of action – her pussy and Brian’s penis – the stinging in her bottom now a pleasant warm glow under her skin. Then Ben came over and gave his Dad whatever it was and casually said “bye both” and walked out and Brian put whatever it was on the bed next to him. 
 Eleanor was watching the mirror intently – she was feeling pretty turned on but not sure if she would be able to come again. Then she saw Brian pick up whatever it was Ben had passed him – she hadn’t paid really attention to it at the time. She looked in the mirror and as she felt something brush her shoulder and in the mirror she saw something drape over it. She looked down at her shoulder and just saw some round dark pink strips of rubber or plastic. “Do you know what it is Millie”. “No” she replied as she bobbed up and down. “It’s called a flogger Millie – it’s a bit more…” hesitating “…well sophisticated and perhaps intense than being smacked with someone’s hand – see it’s got a handle and the fronds are rubber so they are not as extreme as leather” and he pushed it further forward so that fronds dangled over her breast. Then she watched as he pulled it back and teasingly dangled the fronds down her back. Then she didn’t feel it any more. She guessed he was going to use it on her, but then without warning she heard a whoosh and felt multiple painful little stings on the right side of her bottom and let out a little squeal – it really stung – she looked up in the mirror and saw Brian had cleverly used his left hand to land it on her so she couldn’t see behind her back. 
 Now her attention was a little torn – she struggled to take her eyes off that place in the mirror where their bodies interlocked, but the sting from the flogger was pretty intense and she was sure there would be more – then whoosh and using his right hand it bit into the left cheek of her bottom. Fuck she was confused – the gorgeous feeling of penetration amplified by seeing it all in the mirror was now being challenged by the stinging slaps from the flogger. Without warning she felt two quick slaps on each side of her bottom, the tips of the rubber fronds stinging like a swarm of bees. As each one landed she felt more turned on, but confusingly the pain of the stings somehow pushing the feeling she would come slightly further away. “Does the flogger hurt Millie?” he asked. “Yesss” she hissed. “Is it turning you on Millie?” “Oh yesss” she hissed. “Good – is it making you feel like you’re going to come Millie”. ‘So many fucking questions’ she thought to herself, but answering anyway “No it’s sort of the opposite – it’s turning me on but it kind of distracts me from feeling I’m going to come”. “Good that’s what it’s supposed to do – make you more and more aroused, but stop you coming so soon so that when you eventually do get there it should be so much more intense” he said in his ever calm way. She saw his right hand move and he just slid it onto her hip – then she felt the left one rest on the other side – his fingers squeezed slightly and he started to thrust harder. Her eyes were still glued to that same spot in the mirror, briefly flicking up to see her breasts now bouncing up and down with Brian’s harder thrusts. After 20 seconds or so she felt him take his hands from her hips – then suddenly multiple stings as he landed the flogger first on one side – then the other. His placed his hands back on her hips and kept thrusting hard for a short while, then the same again but with two stinging slaps to each side, he kept the same routine, fucking her for a short while, then the flogger with one more smack each time. He got to 5 smacks and Eleanor was more turned on than she could ever believe. After each slap with the flogger it stung so much, but then within seconds the stinging pain was replaced by a burning under her skin – her bottom felt like it was on fire. Then it happened – no gentle tingling in her pussy as a warning – just an overwhelming feeling she was going to come. It grew stronger so quickly – she was still transfixed watching his penis thrusting in and out of her – she couldn’t help but gasp out “oh fuck yes – yes – yes”. “Ready to come Millie?” he asked. The feeling was getting more intense with every second “Oh fuck yes” she desperately gasped in reply. “Good – I’ve been holding back waiting for you” he said this time his usual calm manner replaced with a more urgent tone. She could feel his grip on her hips steadily becoming tighter. It was so close now – she was right on the edge – all her muscles from head to toe started to tense up and she felt like she was having a seizure and her pussy was on fire. Then it happened – that moment when her orgasm started as the firework display went off in her head, all the muscles around her pussy started to tense and release – she let out a muffled scream with the intensity of it all and the warmth from her pussy flowed out into her whole body and she let out what seemed like an endless series of groans as the uncontrollable spasms deep inside seemed to go on and on – as all that was happening she heard Brian groaning out ‘fuck yes’ repeatedly and she felt the perfect even tempo of his thrusting change to random for a short while and then he became still, the only noise was of him panting for breath. She sat there eyes closed tightly as the muscles spasms around her pussy continued for what seemed ages before slowly fading away. 
 After a few more seconds she felt Brian take his hands away from her hips and she opened her eyes. She couldn’t help but look first at her groin, seeing and knowing from being able to feel it that Brian was still deep inside. Then she looked up at his face in the mirror and he was just staring at her. He smiled. “Was it nice being a naughty girl Millie?” She shook her head, searching for words eventually giving up – “Fuck yes” she gasped. “That flogger certainly more than turned you on, eh Millie”. “It stung like hell, but it was awesome” she replied continuing “…do you want to pass me some tissues please”. “Don’t worry about it – let’s just lie here – it’s nice being inside you” he replied. “I’m just worried it’ll all leak out and make a mess” she said looking at him in the mirror and she watched him just shrugged his shoulders and smiled. “Have you ever thought of trying bondage Millie?” he asked casually. A shiver of fear went through her. “Err…” hesitating, but she knew she was curious “…not really – have you done it?” she asked. “Yes Millie”. “What was it like – did you enjoy it?” He looked at her for a few seconds before responding “The first time is the best because you don’t know what it’s going to be like – you’re frightened about being tied up and blindfolded – and when it actually happens the feeling of letting someone else completely take control of you is so – so unbelievably scary. Then the sensation of being touched, stimulated and smacked and not knowing which, what with or where next is so disorientating. Then if your Mistress, or in your case, Master is clever they’ll tease you and get you turned on, but combine that all up with other things and you get to a stage where you don’t know where that line between pleasure and pain is any more and it all seems to get mixed up together”. “Wow…” Eleanor responded “…it all sounds pretty scary”. He smiled and nodded “Well if you ever want to try it I’d be happy to help – I can be very inventive”. She smiled back at him, but didn’t reply. Then she felt his fingers on her bottom – he stroked one cheek, then the other and then slid them right down from the top of her crack, as they got to the bottom, sliding them more slowly. She felt him pull his tummy in to make room. Her heart missed a beat as she guessed where they were heading and she wasn’t sure she wanted them to go there. Very slowly his fingers carried on their journey until they reached the destination and very gently with the tip of one finger he stroked the entrance to her tight little hole – she let out a little gasp of breath. She wanted to tell him to stop – it felt so naughty, but hell it was oh so nice. “Have you ever had sex there Millie?” he calmly asked. “Oh no never” and yet another shiver went through her at what she thought he might be about to suggest. He kept stroking it for a few seconds or so before speaking “No me neither…” hesitating “…although one of my friends asked me to slip my finger in there while we were having sex and she said it was absolutely awesome being penetrated there at the same time as her pussy and it was obvious how much more turned on she got – maybe you would like to try that sometime?” he asked. ‘Fuck he is so clever at pushing things just that bit further’ she thought and decided to play cagey “Maybe – I’m not sure”. “OK - just one more thing Millie – do you think you will want us to meet up again?” She guessed this question would be asked. She knew that when she made arrangements to meet up with Brian she had resolved with herself that this was a one-off, although a couple of times during that afternoon she wondered whether she could possibly resist doing it again, it had been so incredible and so she replied “It’s the first time I’ve done this sort of thing and although it’s been awesome I don’t want to say ‘yes’ and I don’t want say ‘no’ – OK?” “Sure Millie that’s fine I completely understand – if after you have thought about it and you want to do it again, then I’d love to – you’re a gorgeous woman…” hesitating “… and those stockings and suspenders suited you so amazingly” and he gave a big smile. 
 There seemed nothing more to say and Brian passed her the tissues, he offered her the option of a shower, but she declined and just went to quickly clean herself up. She returned to the bedroom, he was laying there in bed and she started to get dressed. She felt so cheap as she knew he was watching her every move and as she finally buttoned up her blouse and slipped her shoes back on he said “Getting you undressed was much more enjoyable than watching you get dressed again”. She picked up her handbag and looked at Brian and smiling said “Thank you Brian for a truly amazing time – you made it all so incredible – having sex after such a long time was always going to be good, but you made it all – well – almost unbelievable – you don’t need to get up – I’ll let myself out” and she kissed her fingers and blew him the kiss. Brian smiled yet again “You’re welcome Millie – You’re a lovely woman and I hope we can get together again”. She smiled back “Maybe”. 
 As she left the building and started to stride down the street she was reminded about it all as she took each step by the aching in her groin from the pounding her pussy had taken. Speaking to herself silently in her head as she walked she said ‘wearing stockings and suspenders for a complete stranger, letting him fuck me, then letting his son fuck me, being watched having sex with a stranger by another stranger, having sex with the first one again and letting him whip my bottom at the same time’ and she felt like a complete slut, a dirty whore – she just wanted to get home and open a bottle of wine – to drink it all – then maybe another one. She looked at her watch – 7.35 – all that had happened in only just over two hours. A little gust of wind blew and fluttered up her skirt and again she felt the coolness on her bare thighs above the stocking tops. There was no way she could have done any more with Brian, but strangely she still felt horny and her pussy felt moist. As she walked into the car park a car was driving out. It came towards her and slowed down and then as it came to a halt next to her and the window came down – she looked inside, but it was dark. “Hi Ellie” came the cry from inside “What are you doing here?” Her heart was thumping like crazy for a few seconds before she recognised the voice of one of her gym friends. “Hi Sandy – I just visited an old friend I haven’t seen for ages”. “Oh does she live near here then?” came the response. “Yes – just down the road – I thought my car was safer parked here” she replied. “OK see you at the gym Ellie”. She walked towards her car feeling scared – if someone had seen her now, perhaps someone might have seen her earlier walking down the road with Brian. She got into her car and sat there, not sure if she was going to burst into tears at what she had just done. She took a few deep breaths before thinking ‘just get home’. 
 During the drive home she couldn’t help but replay the whole thing. The way he had undressed so teasingly in front of the mirror, then fucked her so expertly making her cum three times, getting her to have sex with his son, the way Ben had fucked her so roughly and then Brian fucking her in front of the mirror at the same time taking her to a new high that she never knew existed with the flogger. She knew all too well she had crossed over into the world of casual sex that she had never ever thought of going before – every fibre in her body knew it was wrong, but oh fuck how good it had all been. Then abstractly she thought of the ‘morning after’ pills sitting there on her bedside table thinking ‘don’t forget to take them’. Before she knew it she was home. 
 As she closed the door behind her, it felt good to be back in familiar surroundings. She went straight to the fridge, took out the nicely chilled bottle of Pinot Grigio and filled her largest wine glass to the brim and then just sat there sipping it as she stared at the wall, still replaying events from earlier and now hardly able to believe that she, Eleanor, had actually done it all. Before she realised it the glass was empty and she re-filled it, before sitting down again she went and turned on the bath taps to have a nice warm relaxing bath. She felt dirty on both the inside and outside and she knew the bath couldn’t wash away the emotional debris on the inside, but it would be nice to have a good soak and wash herself clean. 
 She sat for a couple of minutes sipping more wine and then topped up the glass and went back to the bathroom with it – the bath was nicely half full. She undressed and threw all her clothes in a heap, as she tossed the stockings and then the suspender belt on the top like a kinky decoration, wondering if she would ever wear them again. Looking in the mirror she noticed her completely ruffled hair and realised she must have looked like that when Sandy saw her in the car park – ‘fuck what must she have thought’. She put the stool next to the bath and placed the glass of wine on it so it was in easy reach and then slipped into the warm water. She lay there soaking, still randomly sifting through her time with Brian and Ben. After a couple of minutes she realised the water was a bit too warm, but rather than add more cold water, she slipped her right leg out and over the side of the bath to cool. She loved having the stand-alone bath and as she was still too warm and she lifted her other leg out too and hung it over the other side, as she did she watched her pussy rise up above the surface. She stared at it, thinking the last time she had looked at it was in the mirror with Brian rammed deep inside. She knew that her constant replaying of the evening events meant she still had that little ‘itch’ and reached out for the bath oil and squirted a blob on the little line of hair at the top of her pussy. Her hand automatically went down and her fingers found her clitoris and just wiggled it – she didn’t want anything inside her – there had been enough of that tonight and she just played with it and it wasn’t long at all before she made herself come. It felt good to do it to herself, somehow feeling like she had moved on from events earlier. Then she thought back to how before tonight the last time she had sex it with was with Damian fourteen months ago and today had changed for Eleanor because no longer was that bastard of an ex-husband the last person she had sex with. That realisation made her feel so much better… 
   
 
 
 
 Say 'No' to More? 
 It was mid-afternoon and Eleanor was sitting in the company coffee bar with three of her work colleagues. They were laughing and joking as usual. Her phone rang and she picked it up off the desk, first looking at the screen to see if was someone she knew – no name from her address book was displayed – just a number and she slid the ‘answer’ image across the screen and as usual said “Hello Eleanor speaking”. A man’s voice at the other end responded with “sorry I must have the wrong number”. Eleanor replied “what number were you calling?” and the man at the other end read out the number. She responded “Yes that is my number”. There was no response for a couple of seconds and then the man at the other end said “Is that you Millie?” Her heart pounded and a shiver went through her body – she was sure it wasn’t Brian’s voice – “Is that Ben?” she asked. “Yes Millie it’s me – how are you?” came the response. Immediately the other girls picked it up whispering loudly between each other ‘whose Ben then’ – ‘she’s got a new man called Ben’ – ‘whoa she’s kept that quiet’ and Eleanor said “Hang on a minute”, looking at the girls and shaking her head and smiling at them, before getting up and going outside into the corridor. She put the phone to her ear again “Sorry Ben I was with some work colleagues”. “No problem – sorry to interrupt” he replied. “Ben – how did you get my number?” she asked anxiously. “Oh well my Dad has gone away for a few days and he said I can stay at his flat and I saw your name and number on the pad by his phone” he explained. Eleanor remembered exchanging mobile numbers with Brian in case of last minute hiccups. “Oh OK” she said continuing “What can I do for you?” “Well Millie I just wanted to say sorry if I was too rough with you the week before last when we – you know…” hesitating “… my Dad said you told him I had been – I think he said ‘brutal’ – I’m really sorry and I just want to apologise” he told her. “Oh no Ben maybe your Dad didn’t explain very well – I said you were rough with me – I did use the word ‘brutal’ but it was in a joking way and I did tell your Dad it had actually been awesome…” herself hesitating “…doing it with you” and then realising what she had said and looking round to make sure no-one was in earshot. “Oh OK thanks – I just felt so bad about it” he replied. “Well you don’t need to worry – it really was really nice” she said. “OK great…” and then he took a long pause “…and I was wondering if you fancied getting together again” and it was like a jolt of electricity zapped through her. She tried to be vague to give herself some time to think “I’m not sure – when were you thinking of?” He responded immediately “How about tomorrow at five?” In the two weeks that had passed she had resolved it was a one off – it had been amazing, but she knew it was dangerous and wrong. Her mind raced. “Are you still there Millie” Ben asked. “Yess” she hissed. “Are you interested then?” he asked again. Her mind raced, so many thoughts going through it, like how she could have been mugged, how should have been gang raped or even murdered – then after another two or three seconds it was like some secret circuit in her brain connected and she replied “See you tomorrow at five then at the flat” and her heart was thumping like crazy and a huge feeling of guilt came over her. When she got back to her colleagues, the first thing she got was ‘who is Ben then?’, but she managed to fob them off that he was an electrician who had been recommended to her to put some extra sockets in at home. 
 Tweny-four hours later she was taking that route for a second time in just over two weeks. As she drove towards the White Horse to park her car, she reflected on a multitude of things. Last weekend had been exciting as one of her gym friends had fixed up a first date for her with a guy who also used the gym that she had noticed several times and quite fancied. She went out for dinner with Jamie on Saturday evening and he was really good company – after a long meal with coffee and liqueurs she had given him a lift home and after they stopped and had a quick snog, he asked if she wanted to come in and stay over, but she told him in as nice a way as she could that ‘she really liked him and although she had a lovely evening that she didn’t – you know’ and he replied ‘do casual sex’ and she just said ‘yes’, but the feeling of guilt at the huge lie she had told him had made her feel so bad. And now here she was doing ‘casual sex’ in a far more extreme way. She pulled into the pub car park, drove around the back and parked in the same space as two weeks ago, switching off the engine and checking the time – 16.53. She looked in the mirror to check her make-up. Then she looked down at her stockinged legs. Last week she knew she had looked really good, even though they were just fashion stockings, but last evening on the way home she stopped at the shopping mall for something a bit more racy. As she looked down at the dark grey fishnets she thought back when she had got home and tried them on with the matching suspenders, bra and panties and a shiver had gone through her as she stood in front of the mirror – she was sure Ben would like the way she looked. She got out of the car, locked it and started on the short walk to Brian’s flat. As she walked all she could think about was what the evening would bring. She had liked Brian’s confidence, inventiveness and thoughtfulness, but Ben was ten years younger than her and very fanciable and after his apology over the phone she realised very genuine – maybe she could help him to be a bit less rushed. Also she had thought back and although they were both ‘larger than average’, on reflection Ben had filled her just that little bit more. 
 As she approached the entrance to the flats she could feel her pussy getting moist. She was sure that it was number 17 and when she got to the street entrance she pushed that button. Within seconds she heard “Hi Millie – come in” and she replied “Thanks” and got the lift. After she stepped out of the lift and walked down the corridor to Brian’s apartment the door was open and Ben was standing there holding the door open. “Hi Ben” she said, clocking that he was just in a T-shirt and track-suit bottoms and she walked into the hallway and he shut the door behind her. “Hi Millie” he replied, still standing just inside the door. Eleanor went and stood in front of him. “You OK Ben?” she asked as he seemed a little reticent. “Err – yes…” he replied hesitating. She looked up at him – she realised that they actually hadn’t stood up together and that he was even taller than she realised, maybe nearly a foot taller than her. “…I was just wondering…” hesitating again “…would you let me kiss you?” She thought it was amusing that very soon they would be having sex together, but he felt he had to ask to kiss her – “of course” she replied and immediately he slid his hands to her sides and around her back and pulled her against him and she tipped her head back and to the side and he kissed her. She hadn’t expected this and her heart missed a beat at how weak she felt in his strong grip and she let her tongue just slide along the inside of his lips and a his tongue probed into her mouth in response. She felt her pussy tingling and getting wetter. He pulled away “You’re very gorgeous Millie – I never thought I’d say this but right now I wish I was ten years older” and smiled. Eleanor was slightly concerned as she knew she really wanted sex with him again, but knew there could be no emotional ties. She smiled back “That’s nice of you to say that Ben, but…” shrugging her shoulders “…that’s just the way it is”. “Yes I know” he said immediately, continuing “Can I undress you Millie?” “What here?” she replied with a cheeky grin and he took her hand and led her into the bedroom. 
 “One question…” hesitating “…when you answered the phone you said ‘hello Eleanor’ – is Millie not your real name then?” She felt a little shiver go through her, but had thought he might ask and answered immediately “I use my middle name for work – it sounds more professional” which was true, although she didn’t mention what her first name was and it certainly wasn’t Millie”. “Oh OK – can I undress you now then Millie?” looking down at her seriously. She looked up into his eyes for a few seconds, tiling slightly “Only on one condition” she replied. “Go on” he said. “That I can undress you too” she told him. He smiled. “How many items of clothing are you wearing?” she asked. He looked upwards – “Err – just three – no five there’s my socks too – and you?” he asked. She counted starting down at herself – three, four, her bra made five plus skirt and blouse and she looked back up at him “Seven but you’ll only want me to take four off” she continuing to look at him. “Eh – I don’t get it” he replied. “Oh come on dunce subtract two stockings and one suspender belt from seven and that equals four” and she gave him a broad smile. Ben shook his head and looked up “OK stupid me”. Let’s forget your socks and my shoes so you’ve got three and I’ve got four – one at a time – you can go first”. His hands immediately went up to her blouse and he slowly undid each button and slid it off one shoulder, let her slip her arm out and the same on the other side and he draped it on the chair. He looked back at her and just went “Wow”. She had deliberately bought a lacy see-thru bra to match the stockings and when he looked back at her he just went “Oh yes – Millie you look gorgeous”. “Thank you Ben – now it’s my turn” and she reached out to his waist and started to slide down his tracksuit bottoms, at first reaching down and then lowering herself onto one knee. She pulled them right down and held them as he lifted one foot out, then the other and she pushed them aside. She stayed on her knees and looked up at his face – then she slowly looked down and stared at the bulge in his boxer shorts. She reached out with one hand and gently caressed it through his shorts, hearing him gasp in a breath as she did so. She looked up at him smiling and then stood up staring into his eyes. He blew his lips out “You really are gorgeous Millie” and she just raised her eyebrows in response. She stood up and wasn’t sure what was next when he walked around behind her, but then he reached to her waist and unzipped her skirt, easing it over her hips and letting it fall to the floor and she flicked it away with her toe. He heard him behind her “Mmmm so nice Millie” and then he walked right around her looking her up and down and as he stood behind her again said quietly “So fucking gorgeous”. Then she felt his hands on her waist, they slid forward to her tummy and then up and gently cradled her breasts murmuring “Fucking gorgeous” and she let out a groan as he gently slid his thumbs over the see-thru lace covering her nipples. She reached up and eased his hands away “Come on my turn now” she told him and she stepped away and turned around, reaching down and taking hold of his t-shirt and lifting it up and pulling it off his head and tossing it onto the chair. She looked at his muscular upper body and then down at his matching legs, then reaching up and caressing his shoulders “You’re very muscular – do you spend a lot of time in the gym?” she asked sliding her hands down over his chest. “I do spend time at the gym, but I’m into rowing so I do a lot of endurance work as well as weights – I’m in our club’s first crew” he replied. She slid a finger over each nipple and watched him flinch and out of the corner of her eye saw the bulge in his boxers shorts twitch. “Sensitive nipples too then Ben?” she asked cheekily as she stroked them again and he gasped a breath before replying “I guess so”. He pushed her hands away and walked around the back. Eleanor felt she was buzzing now it was all getting so intense – she guessed what was next and sure enough she felt his fingers brush against her back as he took hold of her bra strap. Then she remembered the mirrored wardrobe doors – she was standing facing the bed at ninety degrees to them. She turned her head to the side as if looking over her shoulder, but turned her gaze upwards and her heart missed a beat as she saw herself in the fishnet stocking, suspenders, skimpy lace panties and then she felt her breasts droop slightly, seeing them fall in the mirror at the same time as Ben unclipped her bra. Then he flicked the straps off her shoulders and she moved her arms forwards and he pushed her bra away and it fell to the floor. She felt his hands at her sides and watched in the mirror as they slid to her tummy and then up to cradle her breasts gasping “Oh Millie you’ve got such fabulous breasts”, then flicking her nipples and making her gasp out. He started to kiss her neck. “Wouldn’t you like to watch yourself as you play with them?” she whispered to him. “What do you mean?” he murmured back between kisses. “Just turn ninety degrees to your right” and she shuffled her feet, turning to face the mirror, feeling Ben behind her turning with her and her heart fluttered a few beats as she saw herself front on looking so kinky with Ben still kissing her neck and caressing her breasts, but she could see he was still looking down over her shoulder directly at her breasts. “Look up then” she told him and as he started to lift his head said “At what?” and then as his eyes took in the view of them both in the mirror his eyes opened wide and he just went “Wow…” hesitating as he took in the view “…oh Millie you look amazing…” hesitating again “…and it’s so nice to see me with you” as he continued fondling her. “Please can I take your panties off now?” he asked, flicking her nipples. She watched in the mirror as her mouth opened and she gasped for breath. “No it’s my turn now” she told him and she reached up and moved his hands away from her breasts, then walked around behind him, reached around in front of him, pulling his shorts away and gently lowering them, just about being able to see in the mirror over his shoulder as his erect penis slowly came into view in the mirror – slowly she eased them down to his knees and then letting them fall to the floor. She stood upright again, looking over his shoulder once more before sliding one hand around his waist and watched in the mirror as she guided it to his penis, gently wrapped her hand around it and she started to slide up and down. Ben gasped out “Oh Millie this is such a fucking turn on”. She thought of saying ‘thank your Dad for showing me this trick’, but held back. She had never touched his penis before. It was rock hard and as she slid her hand right down to the base she realised it was so thick that her fingers and thumb could not reach around to touch and a little shiver went through her pussy at the thought of that stretching her so wide open again. He reached down and took hold of her arm saying “That’s so nice but those panties are coming off now Millie” and he walked behind her and immediately she felt his hands at her hips and watched as he started to slide them down and he pushed them as far down as he could reach and she wiggled her knees to make then fall to the floor, then stepping out of them and kicking them aside. She felt his right hand touch her waist and then watched in the mirror as it slid around into view and down over her pelvis, she noticed his large hand and powerful thick fingers, as she now knew from being a rower and as his fingers slid past her belly button a shiver ran through her tummy right into her pussy. She watched his fingers going between her legs and felt them slide right along her pussy and then start to ease her lips open. She was buzzing inside and as his finger started to explore and just gasped out “oh fuck Ben this is so nice – let’s just get into bed”. “Let me just feel inside your pussy a little bit more – it’s so lovely and wet” he whispered and she felt his thick finger probe further and groaned “oh fuck yes”. She watched him take his hand away and looked up at his face as he whispered in her ear “OK into bed now then, Millie”. 
 Millie folded the sheet back, slid over to the far side and lay on her side facing Ben and watched as he lay on the bed and rolled on his side to face her, pulling up the sheet to cover them. She felt his hand on her thigh, caressing it gently. “There’s something I meant to say when you first came in and – well I got distracted” and he smiled at her. “What’s that then?” she asked. “Well I wanted to say sorry to your face about being so rough with you two weeks ago” and he turned down the edges of his mouth in a guilty way. “I told you there’s no need – it was so good – just way more physical than I’ve ever had before” she responded. She sensed Ben was still not comfortable as he continued “It’s just that’s the way I always thought best sex should be…” hesitating “…but maybe you could tell me how you think I could do it better”. Eleanor really just wanted to do it with him – she was more than ready, but really loved his obvious sincerity and had thought about getting him to take it a bit slower. “What does your girlfriend do?” she asked. Ben replied immediately “She’s a rower at my club – ladies first crew”. She laughed, exclaiming “Oh no – I’ll bet seeing you two have sex is like watching a cage fight” and they both laughed. She thought quickly and after a few seconds said “OK a couple of things to understand…” hesitating “…first off remember that for ninety-nine-point-nine-nine percent of the time a woman has nothing inside her pussy – OK one week a month a tampon, but they’re so small you don’t feel them. So when she has sex, having a man first penetrate her...fuck I can’t believe I’m being so graphic…so when he first slides it into her it really stretches her open and it is a very intense experience – very pleasurable being stretched open like that and also as it goes deeper in it’s very intimate – think about the intimacy of letting another person right inside your body. If you just ram it in, then it’s all over quickly, but if you do it a little at a time and make it take quite a while, then it spreads the pleasure out so much longer. Maybe start by putting it a quarter way inside – then slide it out and in a little – then go deeper – maybe halfway and do the same – then a bit more maybe three-quarters and slide it in and out some more – sliding in and out a bit also spreads her juices so it’s less likely to be uncomfortable. The build up that way to when you finally give her it all can be so much more – well it can be really awesome. Also even when you’ve gone right inside, then maybe back off a little and repeat it – make her wait a little – OK?” and without waiting for him to reply continuing “…and the second thing is friction” and he looked at her in a puzzled sort of way. “When you thrust in and out friction from your penis stimulates all the nerve endings inside and that’s what makes a woman get more and more turned on – just friction. If you start at full speed from the word go, that’s as good as it gets – but think if you start slower – just gently stimulating her – get a little quicker stimulating her some more and build it up and it should feel so much more pleasurable and definitely much more intense when you finally give her full speed – basically start slow and as she gets more and more aroused, increase the stimulation by getting faster and faster. Does that help a bit?” she asked. “Oh yes Millie – it actually makes complete sense – I can’t believe I have been so thick – thanks so much” he said gratefully. 
 At first when she started to answer his request she was a bit peeved as she really had been so turned on by the way they had undressed and was more than ready for him, but she realised that being so graphic with him had kept her just as aroused and when she felt his hand at the top of her thigh she felt a tingle right inside her pussy as his fingers approached it again – within a few seconds one finger was probing inside again – she knew she was very wet as it went in so easily and he gently slid it in and out adding “I love your pussy Millie – it’s soaking wet again”. With his other hand he folded the sheet back and leaned over and started to kiss her breast, then she felt his other hand caressing her other breast. Then his tongue was licking her nipple, at the same time his thumb stroking the other one – with his finger gently sliding in and out below she could only gasp out “oh that’s so nice” then adding “I’m more than ready for you now Ben”. He lifted his head and looked into her eyes “Did you like the pillow underneath you last time?” he asked. She smiled “Yes it was quite a surprise how different it felt”. “Do you want it there again then Millie?” She swallowed “Yes why not?” and he reached up and pulled the pillow from under her head and she lay her head back flat on the mattress, then without being asked she raised her body and as she felt the coolness of the pillow slide underneath, she relaxed and again had that odd feeling with her hips higher than her head as if she had been tilted backwards. She was buzzing again inside as she watched Ben position himself and she couldn’t take her eyes off his rock hard penis knowing that in only a few seconds now she would have it inside of her – remembering just two weeks ago, she knew that it would make her feel completely filled up – and then maybe a bit more too. He eased her legs wider open, positioned himself on his knees between them and them leaned forwards to rest on his elbows. 
 Now his face was right in front of hers and he smiled whispering “ready Millie”. She just nodded and then felt him reach down and guide himself inside her. It was so good, just like before being stretched as the head of his penis slid inside and she couldn’t help but gasp out. Their eyes were locked onto each other. She felt him slide it out a little, then making several teasing false moves to push it back in before sliding back in, but this time deeper inside and she just gasped “oh fuck oh”, watching him smile. Again he made little teasing false thrusts and then without warning he pushed, she guessed most of the way in and for a few seconds she could hardly draw a breath. It was so much nicer than last time when he had rammed it into her so quickly. “Fuck Ben that feels so nice” she gasped. “Doing just what you suggested Millie” he whispered, smiling. Now she really wanted it all – every last bit. Just like with Brian two weeks ago without her consciously thinking about it, her legs opened just that bit wider as if inviting him right inside. He kept making false thrusts for longer than before and she could feel herself involuntarily pushing her pussy towards him and then with one firm thrust he pushed right inside and her eyes jammed closed and she squealed at the sensation of being penetrated so deep inside and also, the thick base of his penis stretching the entrance to her pussy so wide open. Opening her eyes she saw him still staring at her. He smiled “was that nicer Millie?” She was still gasping for breath “Oh Ben that was fucking awesome”, adding “you’re a quick learner”. He just smiled again, slid himself most of the way back out and then started gently thrusting – but not all the way in and Millie just groaned as with the angle of her hips he was sliding right over her G-spot – with each stroke she felt the muscles in her pussy tense in response and she was getting very turned on. Then after a few seconds without warning he just pushed right inside her again and she let out a squeal of surprise and pleasure and then he kept doing the same, sliding half-way out and then deep inside, but still quite gently. Now she was struggling to breathe evenly, just forcing each breath – she couldn’t believe Ben was so controlled after the way he had pounded into her two weeks ago. As she looked up at his face she could see the smile had gone and he was more serious now. “I think you’re ready for something a bit more physical now aren’t you Millie” he whispered. The words that came into her head were ‘fuck I’m ready for anything’, but after a few seconds trying to think of a response, all she could say was “Just fuck me Ben however you want”. He smiled at her saying nothing and then he started to fuck her harder and faster – still not the ‘brutal’ long hard strokes of last time, but she could feel his pelvis banging into her groin. She stared at him as she again felt just like a helpless fuck-doll and he kept going relentlessly for thirty or forty seconds and now she had that feeling and knew it wasn’t going to be long before he made her cum. “Are you getting close now Millie?” he whispered. She couldn’t speak, just immediately nodding at him. In an instant he started pounding her with the long hard strokes like last time and she groaned with each forced breath as the tension inside her grew to an almost intolerable level before all the muscles in her arms and legs seemed to lock and then those around her pussy finally clamped tight – it was so intense she couldn’t even let out a breath and she heard a little squelch from her pussy forcing all the air out and then her lungs finally worked again as she let out a string of “fucks” and “yes’s”. This time Ben slowly eased his pounding until he completely stopped and she just lay there groaning for half a minute or more, pinned down by him as the spasms inside from her orgasm slowly faded. She opened her eyes. Ben’s face was right in front of her “was that better Millie?”. She just looked up at him still panting, swallowed a couple of times and then nodded adding “Oh fuck yes Ben”, then smiling at him and nodding. Feeling him start to gently slide in and out of her again she looked at him a little quizzically and he whispered “well we haven’t finished yet Millie – starting gently like that meant I haven’t come yet…” hesitating “…and I think last time I was more than a bit nervous”. She just stared at him for a few seconds before not being able to resist a sarcastic comment “Does that mean I have got to put up with you fucking me some more then?” He grinned broadly “Yes please Millie…” hesitating again “…but I thought maybe we could change position”. Looking at him quizzically she asked “What were you thinking of then?” He raised his eyebrows and then said “you remember two weeks ago when I came into the room and you were doing it with Dad at the end of the bed in front of the mirror?” She had a little pang of guilt as he said ‘doing it with Dad’, but then the thought of being on top of that gorgeous penis watching Ben fucking her she knew was irresistible – playing though she said “oh I’m not sure about that”. He started to fuck her a little bit harder “oh Millie don’t be a spoilsport” and she immediately replied “OK then”, grinning at him. 
 He stopped moving and then stared into her eyes as he slid completely out of her and she felt so empty. Ben wriggled over to the foot of the bed and dangled his legs over just like Brian had done. Eleanor rolled over and swung her legs off the bed, sitting up. She suddenly felt giddy and sat there for a few seconds before standing up and then looking over at Ben, his rock hard penis standing perfectly upright – she couldn’t wait to get it back inside her. Then she looked up at the mirror and her heart missed a beat seeing herself in the stockings and suspenders. Kneeling on the bed and turning her back to Ben, she was now looking at his gorgeous erection in the mirror from an angle she would never normally get a view. She couldn’t wait and balancing on her hands and one knee, lifted herself over him and sat on his tummy. She looked up in the mirror and chuckled to herself, again looking like she had got a nice long thick penis. “I can’t see from here – all I can see is your back” Ben moaned. “You need to lie at an angle so you can see past me” she told him and then she realised just how powerful he was as he lifted his hips off the bed, raising her effortlessly at the same time and twisted around before lowering both himself and Eleanor back down at an angle. “Oh that’s much better” he said eagerly. She raised herself up into the air and edged forwards, reaching down and taking hold of his penis before looking up at the mirror to watch as she guided it back into her pussy. She slowly let herself drop down, enjoying that marvellous sensation of feeling it sliding deep inside and also watching it disappear at the same time. “Oh it’s so nice to be back inside you Millie”. She raised herself up again so that he was only just inside her and then this time completely relaxed her thigh muscles and like she had done with Brian, let gravity pull her down in one quick movement and she loved the helpless feeling of Ben sliding right into without either of them doing anything, the pleasure amplified by watching it happen. “Mmmm nice Millie” he whispered. She did it again, this time looking at Ben staring intently at his penis sliding right into her. She sat there for a few seconds before starting to bounce up and down on Ben, letting him slide maybe halfway out before pushing down onto him and she kept switching her gaze alternately between his penis sliding in and out and the look on his face as he watched, hardly blinking. “Fuck Millie this is amazing being able to watch us doing it – it’s such a turn on” he gasped. She just said “I know”. Then she watched Ben move his hands up to her hips and as she felt him grasp each side, watching and feeling his large hands firmly take hold of her preventing her from moving up and down. He felt him lift her a little higher until his penis was only a little way inside her pussy and she stared at it guessing what was coming next. Eleanor felt Ben grip her even more firmly and then he started to thrust into her with short but firm strokes. She looked at his arms, his biceps standing out and with each thrust he began to pull her down onto him. The combination of the short strokes and him bouncing her up and down on him turning the short strokes into deep thrusts right inside her was amazing. She was transfixed at the sight of Ben’s beautiful long thick penis sliding in and out and added to the feeling of being completely filled up by him and that lovely feeling as the thick base of his penis stretched open her pussy just that little bit extra, gasping out “Fuck Ben that’s so nice”. She felt even more like a fuck toy for him, his powerful grip easily manipulating her to let him fuck her exactly how he wanted. “Oh Millie watching us do it like this is so incredible” he gasped back. With Ben fucking her so physically, she could feel herself getting more and more turned on – her arousal being intensified by the feeling of helplessness as she was held so tightly by him plus the additional pleasure of being able to watch it all. She looked up seeing the serious look on her face, her mouth open gasping to breathe and she noticed her breasts bobbing up and down wildly with each stroke as she he bumped her and down. As he kept on and on thrusting in and out of her she could feel that tingle inside, that signal that soon he was going to make her cum and she couldn’t stop herself gasping out “fuck yes – oh fuck yes”. “You nearly there Millie?” he groaned back. “Nearly – nearly” she exclaimed feeling the muscles around her pussy starting to tense – it was so close now and each stroke was now pushing her closer and closer – and then that shudder through her whole body making her let out a little scream and all her muscles felt like they locked and that wonderful feeling of release as her pussy was overcome with uncontrollable spasms. She watched Ben now with a very strained look too and she could see he was close and then his grip became even stronger and he just pulled her down onto him – she watched him in the mirror groaning and felt him shaking and it was obvious he had cum too. 
 Eleanor just sat there not wanting to move, still trying to catch her breath. Ben was panting too – gradually she felt the grip of his hands on her hips start to relax and after a few more seconds he let go and just lay there with his hands by his side. She could feel Ben’s penis starting to soften and shrink a little – “You OK Ben?” she asked, looking over her shoulder directly at him. He just blew his cheeks out before replying “Oh yes – sex with you is awesome Millie – just awesome – and being able to watch it too is even more amazing”. She laughed, but that caused the muscles in her groin to relax and then spasm and she realised she needed tissues – “can you reach the box of tissues please Ben”. She took some tissues from the box as he offered it to her and she lifted herself from him slipping the tissues in place just in time to stop any leaks. Standing up she looked down at him for a few seconds, his penis still quite large and glistening and just said “Thank you Ben – I’ll be back in a minute” and went to the bathroom. She took a couple of minutes or so to clean up and realised again how useful a bidet was after sex, enabling her to wash herself thoroughly. As she walked back into the room Ben was standing naked, his mobile phone in one hand and his boxer shorts in the other. Eleanor wasn’t sure what she should do now so casually asked “Shall I get back into bed?” “Oh yes Millie…” he replied immediately, adding “…I think I need to go and clean up too” and he walked through the door, to her slight surprise closing it behind him. 
 She lay there wondering whether Ben had something more planned – she guessed it would be some time before he could be ready to do it again. She heard Ben flush the toilet and a door close but he didn’t return. It must have been three or four minutes before finally she heard the door open. 
   
 
 
 
 What are you doing here? 
 On hearing the door open Eleanor automatically looked up from where she was lying under the sheets, but it remained just ajar. Then a voice said “knock-knock”. A shiver went through her as it wasn’t Ben’s voice, but she realised almost instantly that it was Brian. “Can I come in Millie?” he asked. “Yes – oh yes Brian” she replied hesitantly. She watched him walk into the room just wearing his boxer shorts. Slightly indignantly she said “Ben told me that you were away on business”. He came and sat on the bed next to her, then replying “Yes I was away, but the trip was cut short and I got home yesterday evening – Ben told me that he had called you and we talked about it and agreed that I would go out and leave you two together like you expected and that I’d come and say hello to you afterwards”. “Oh OK” she replied, not feeling so tricked as she had felt at first. Brian added “If you need to go home now that’s fine – I’ll completely understand”. “No not really” she replied, realising that the evening may hold much more yet, but feeling like of a slut at the thought of more sex with a different person. “Can I get into bed with you Millie?” he asked. “Sure” she replied and he pulled back the sheet and lay on his side next to her leaving one arm outside and resting it gently on her tummy. “Did you and Ben have a nice time together…” he asked adding “…I hope he was a bit gentler with you”. Eleanor smiled at him “Yes thanks it was so good”. Brian stroked her tummy gently with his thumb – “Good I’m pleased…” hesitating “…Millie would you….would you like to do some more?” She smiled at him again, just nodding gently and feeling more like a dirty little slut – having been fucked by Ben, now she was going to have sex with his father, but she simply couldn’t say ‘no’. “Oh good I’m so pleased Millie – is there anything you’d particularly like to do” he asked, raising his eyebrows a little. She let out a little laugh “Well I’ve hardly had any time to think about that have I…” then adding “…but I suspect you’ve probably got something in mind” laughing again. “Oh dear Millie – am I that predictable” he replied and she just nodded adding “A little”. He smiled back at her “Well I was thinking that perhaps you might let me play with you for a while” and he slid his hand up and caressed her breast through the sheet, then getting up on his elbow so he could do the same with her other breast. “Those gorgeous breasts…” caressing them some more “…and those lovely sensitive nipples – perhaps I could start by playing with those?” he suggested. She just looked at him for a few seconds, thinking about it. “You can try if you like…” she replied before adding “…but they are very ticklish”. She felt his thumbs slide up to her nipples and then stop before he said “The trouble is most men think that the way to play with a woman’s nipples is like this” and he quickly flicked his thumbs back and forth over her nipples through the sheet for a few seconds. Millie let a gasp and then giggled as it tickled so much and couldn’t help but wiggle her chest to try and stop him. He stopped then asking “that’s how they do it isn’t it Millie?” “Yes” she giggled, nodding. “Well Millie nipples need playing with much more gently than that” and he slid his thumbs away from her nipples and then slowly slid one over the sheet up towards her nipple and let it just glide over it and as it did it made her catch her breath and he slid it away, before sliding it back down again and letting it glide back over, the lovely gentle sensation making her catch her breath again. “Was that nice?” he whispered. “Yes it was” she whispered back. Then he did the same with the other side, before alternately gently gliding his thumbs over her nipples a few more times. ‘Fuck he is such a know-all’ Eleanor thought to herself, but knew of course that this really was nice. He stopped, leaving his thumbs close to each nipple “And what actually happens is that after a little bit of gentle stimulation like that they start to get more sensitive” and he slid both thumbs over them at the same time and it felt so nice – so much more intense – should couldn’t help but flinch and gasp “oh” at the lovely feeling and she felt a little tingle in her pussy. “See what I mean…” he whispered. He continued stroking her nipples alternately a few times each side before stroking them both together again and she reacted just the same, her body jerking in response and she let out a groan of pleasure. ‘Fuck he was such a tease’ she thought, but was enjoying every second of it. He continued “And the funny thing is that the more sensitive they get, the more intense the stimulation they can take” and as he slowly slid one thumb up and down over her nipple, he folded the sheet back from her other breast, resting his thumb back on her bare breast, held his thumb on the sheet still, waited a few seconds and then slid the other thumb up and down over her bare nipple and it felt so much nicer now, her body jerked even more and she just groaned out “fuck”. He slid his thumbs up and down alternately just like before and she couldn’t keep her body still as the one glided over her bare nipple. She felt him lift the sheet from the other side and start to do the same with that and it was so nice, the feeling intensified with no sheet there as he stroking both bare nipples alternately. Then without warning he stroked both of them together and she almost sat up straight it was so intense, her pussy was tingling inside and she could feel it getting wetter. He kept the alternate stroking going while he talked “Your nipples have gone really hard now Millie…” hesitating before adding “…you know they are pretty well at their most sensitive when they have gone like that” and again without warning stroked them both together again and all the muscles in her groin tensed and she groaned in ecstasy. He stopped stroking and talked some more “For some women that’s enough, but some like even a little bit more intense stimulation – shall we try a little bit more?” he quizzed. Eleanor was buzzing now – no-one had ever made her this turned on without touching below her waist. She hesitated for a few seconds, but knowing she could not say ‘no’ gasped “Go on then”. She felt him take hold of each one between his thumb and index-finger – then she felt him rubbing the tip of his forefinger across the end of each nipple. ”Ready then” he said and he gently scratched the end of her right nipple with his finger nail, then the left one and then both together and she couldn’t stop her legs wiggling at the intense stimulation and she groaned “fuck oh fuck” repeatedly as he flicked the tips of her nipples with his fingernails until after a few seconds he stopped. She was panting for breath. Her nipples were literally aching with all of the stimulation – she managed to take a few deeper breaths and then Brian asked “So was that a nice way for you to get turned on Millie?” She just replied “Oh – oh – what do you think?” He chuckled “I think you really liked that, Millie”. She just gasped “oh yes”, knowing how her pussy was really wet and tingling inside, then in a whisper adding “a bit more please”. “More Millie of course” and he took hold of her nipples again, scratching the tips with his nails. She just gasped out ‘oh’ repeatedly – it was such an intense feeling and it seemed that her nipples were wired directly to her pussy as the muscles around it were quivering. After about ten seconds it was too much and she gasped out “enough”. Brian stopped and smiled down at her for a few seconds until her breathing settled, then asking “Fun finding new things out about yourself, eh Millie?” She just nodded. 
 Eleanor watched as Brian lay down next to her, again resting his hand on the sheet covering her tummy. “So Millie I’d really like to play with you for a while, especially now you are so nicely turned on” he said calmly. She wondered what he had in mind to do next – she just knew he already had it all planned. Feeling his thumb start to stroke her tummy again she listened, being pretty sure he was going to tell her about it as he continued. “You see Millie I’d really like to play with your pussy” and he moved his hand down to the top of her thigh and started gently stroking her there through the sheet, close to her pussy – I love the way you keep it so neat…” hesitating “…I’d like to play with your pussy with my fingers…” hesitating again and moving his touch to her other thigh, again close to her pussy stroking there, continuing “…with my lips…” pausing “…and – and Millie with my tongue” a little shiver went through her. His hand moved to her tummy, right above her pussy and he stroked her there continuing “I really want to have my face right there with your pussy – to kiss the tops of your thighs above those fabulous stockings, to feel that lovely nylon brushing against my shoulders and face. “So Ben told you I was wearing stockings then” she interrupted. He gave a little chuckle replying “No Millie – I saw them”. “When?” she asked indignantly, wondering if he had been secretly watching her and Ben. He chuckled again “When you parked your car Millie I was sitting in the pub by the window – I watched you get out of your car and walk past – I saw you in those lovely grey fishnets – very erotic Millie”. Eleanor felt slightly uneasy that she had secretly been watched, but felt better that it was only walking past the pub. Then he added "...and anyway I felt your suspender belt when I slid my hand down to your pussy just now..." and continued, asking “...so Millie, will you let me go down on you?”  Knowing there was only one possible answer she nodded, whispering ”Yes OK”. He smiled “Good…” hesitating “…would you tell me what you want me to do Millie – you know how much I like that” then looking at her inquisitively. Her heart missed a beat at the thought of her telling him, but she wasn’t going to be a spoilsport. She swallowed thinking of the words to use, deciding to be pretty blunt – she knew that’s what he wanted to hear and took a deep breath before telling him “I’d like you to go down on me Brian and give me oral…” hesitating “…blow me off…” then whispering “…make me cum with your mouth”. She watched as a broad smile spread to his face “Oh Millie you are such a lovely sexual creature – that’s so nice…” he replied, moving his fingers right over her pussy, stroking it through the sheet and continuing “…I hope that I do a nice job on you”. Eleanor let out a gasp at finally being touched there and couldn’t help but latch onto the words ‘lovely sexual creature’ – how polite a way to put it – she just felt like a dirty little slut right now, but she knew ‘lovely sexual creature’ were words she wouldn’t forget in a hurry… 
 She felt Brian pull the sheet right back and immediately exclaimed “Fabulous stockings Millie – so sexy”. He reached up to the pillow – “Now if you just lift your head up and let me put the pillow here” putting the pillow right on the corner of the bed at an angle “if you lie diagonally across the bed it gives me a little bit more room” and she shuffled across like he had said and she could see there was a lot more space between her feet and the far corner of the bed. As she laid her head back on the pillow she watched Brian stand up and walk around to the corner of the bed and kneel onto it. He took hold of her left ankle, lifting and moving it to the left, but further up the bed so her knee was part bent. Her heart was thumping now in anticipation – she knew he was positioning her so that he could get right between her legs. He felt her hand take hold of the other leg, doing the same. She closed her eyes and her heart beat a little harder as first he ran his hand up the inside of her stockinged left thigh and then the right one. Eleanor thought back to Damian or ‘that bastard’ as she preferred to think of him – he liked her to do oral and although he did reciprocate, he wasn’t all that good at it – she was sure Brian would be though, just like everything else. Her train of thought was interrupted by the side of Brian’s face sliding up the inside of her thigh and her heart skipped a beat as she got the intimate feeling of his warm breath on her pussy. Just like he had said he kissed all of the bare skin above her stocking tops on the inside of her left thigh, his face brushing against her pussy as he did so – then the same on the other side. After that he was still for a few seconds not touching her before she felt the tip of his tongue slid right up the length of her pussy lips – she felt like she would melt. His fingers joined in easing her lips open, the tip of his tongue exploring inside as he did so. Gradually she felt him opening her wider and wider, his tongue probing and licking the inside of her pussy from back to front – she tried to take some deep breaths, but the stimulation was so good all her lungs could manage was short gasps. Just like she had expected Brian was so good at this. He eased her pussy wide open and she could feel his mouth inside as he pushed his tongue deep into her – she knew she was soaking wet and his face must be covered in her juices. Then his fingers allowed her lips to close up a little, but still his tongue was wriggling around inside – she felt his fingers go lower and then gently ease the cheeks of her bottom apart and before she even had time to think about it, the tip of his tongue was flicking her tight little hole. Never had anyone done this to her before – it felt so incredibly naughty – so very wrong, but it was so sensitive there and with each flick of his tongue she could feel the muscles inside tense and all she could do was let out a series of high-pitched whimpers in response to such intimate stimulation. She felt his face pull away “Is that nice Millie?” he whispered – before she had time to answer his tongue was back there flicking it and she just squeaked out a “yes”. Then he pulled away again, she felt his fingers move back to her pussy, easing the lips open and then one of his fingers started to slide into her – she felt it go right inside, only prevented from going further by his knuckles pushing against her groin. It slid out and then immediately started to slide in again, but this time joined by another one and as he gently wriggled them and pushed she felt her muscles give in and he eased both fingers into her. The tips of his fingers started to massage the front of her vagina and within seconds he had them on her g-spot and as if to confirm to him, she let out a groan of pleasure. She knew all too well how turned on she was and knew he would make her cum, but she also knew how expert he was and how he would probably tease her and make her wait. Then she felt the fingers of his other hand at the front of her pussy gliding over her skin and within seconds easily found that most sensitive spot of all which she knew would be really swollen now and very gently just wiggled it around. She responded with a gasped ‘oh fuck yes’. As the two fingers massaged inside and the other ones wiggled outside she knew if he increased the intensity she would cum very soon now. “Well Millie…” he said quietly “…it’s a shame I haven’t got two more hands or I could play with your nipples as well like I did before”. She didn’t know what to say and was unable to do anything but focus on the gorgeous stimulation. The he added “but you could always play with them yourself…” hesitating “…or ask Ben to do it for you” as soon as the words had left his mouth she felt a hand resting on each shoulder. She felt a shudder through her body and looked up to see Ben smiling down at her. ‘Fuck what’s going on’ she thought and felt frightened having two men touching her at the same time. Ben smiled “I’d be pleased to help Millie” and he knelt down at the corner of the bed and his hands quickly slid down to her breasts and as he cradled them her heart was pounding with a mixture of her state of how turned on she was together with the complete unknown of having two men playing with her. “Remember very gently Ben” Brian said. “Yes Dad” came the slightly indignant reply. Then as Brian’s fingers were working both inside and outside she felt Ben’s thumbs sliding over her breasts alternately stroking each nipple and with the added stimulation she was moaning each time she breathed out. She tried to decide what was more wrong – having her tight little hole licked by Brian or being played with by both of them. Wrong or not she knew she was probably more turned on than she had ever been in her entire life. Her scrambled thoughts were interrupted by Ben sliding his thumbs across both nipples together and she felt her whole body flinch at the extra intensity. They just kept the stimulation going, Brian with his fingers and mouth working at her pussy and Ben at her nipples, every so often giving that boost as he stroked both nipples together – the intensity of being stimulated in the two places at the same time was just unbelievable – she had never imagined anything like this in her wildest fantasies. Then she felt Brian’s fingers stop wiggling her clit and they eased her hood of skin back and she felt the coolness of air on her clitoris. “I think we should let Millie come now Ben” Brian said calmly and she felt his breath between her legs and the tip of his tongue began to slowly flick her clit, at the same time Ben stopping the alternate stroking of her nipples and just still slowly and very gently stroking them both together. ‘Fuck yes this is it’ she thought and slowly but and so amazingly she felt the feeling that they were finally going to make her orgasm gradually growing and growing. She felt Brian speed up the flicking of her clit with his tongue and within seconds she felt the muscles from her tummy to her knees tense up and then it was like a switch being thrown and her body went into a seizure, her muscles locked and shaking and then the feeling like a jolt of electricity going through her and she squealed out and that fire inside her groin radiated out through her body and all of the muscles in her there spasmed uncontrollably in beautiful release and she could feel her whole body jerking in time with each one. It seemed to go on for ages and she just lay there silently, panting for breath, unable to do anything but enjoy the pleasure of it all. She half clocked Ben saying “That looked so nice Millie” but Brian immediately went “Shush – she’s still cumming – her pussy’s still squeezing my fingers”. After a few more seconds she felt a couple of random pulses of her muscles and it stopped and she groaned out “oh fuck”, not able to think about anything more descriptive. She felt Brian ease his fingers out and Ben took his hands from her breasts. “So was that nice then Millie? Brian quizzed. A few adjectives flitted through her mind. She opened her eyes and looked up at Ben and he smiled at her – and then she just said “Do I really need to tell you anything?” looking down at Brian. Brian chuckled “No not at all Millie…” hesitating “… Ben don’t be late – do you need to get going?” She saw Ben look at his watch “Yes better go – thanks Millie for a super time – you are awesome – I hope we can do it again”. She smiled at him “thanks Ben” and watched as he walked out just saying “see you Dad”, a few seconds later hearing the front door close. 
 Eleanor looked down the bed at Brian, still kneeling between her legs. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She watched him get off the bed and walk around to the corner of it where she lay. “Do you want to move over and I’ll come and join you?” and she shuffled across the bed, pulling the pillow with her and lying down. Brian stood by the bed and brought his hands up to the waistband of his boxer shorts “do you mind if I take these off?” and she just shook her head, realising that sex wasn’t finished with yet, then watching him slide his shorts off, his large semi-erect penis wobbling as he got into bed. He reached down and pulled the sheet back up covering them both. She was on her back and he propped himself up on his elbow again. Looking down at her he said “I hope you don’t mind me bringing Ben in with us like that but…” hesitating “…I thought it would be a bit more racy and exciting for you”. She turned her head to him thinking how she felt, after a few seconds replying “When I looked up and he was there looking down at me I was more than scared…” shaking her head as she paused “…the thought of two men playing with me at the same time was so – well it felt so completely wrong but – but you were right – it was more than racy and exciting” and blew her cheeks out. She felt Brian slide his hand across the bed and rest it on her tummy under the sheet – ‘something more planned by Brian’ she thought to herself. “How are you feeling now Millie?” he asked. She looked at him, shook her head a couple of times thinking how she did feel, then replying “My head is all fuzzy – it feels a bit like I’m in a bit of a trance – that was such an incredible orgasm you two gave me you know – why do you ask?” He smiled “I’m glad it was so good…” hesitating “…I was just wondering if you fancied doing some more?” “What were you thinking of then Brian” guessing he had something in mind. “Well Millie maybe I’m being more than a bit blunt – but – but I’d really so much like to fuck you now” he replied and she felt another little shiver go through her tummy and into her groin. “You’ve got something in mind…” then adding “...I’m sure” and giving him a little smirk. She felt him move his hand down her tummy and his fingers slid between her legs and started stroking her pussy. She thought how inventive and persuasive he was – she guessed he was going to come out with something pretty kinky and while she was being caressed like that, feeling her juices oozing out from her still soaking wet pussy, she’d probably agree to anything. “Well Millie how about we do it in front of the mirror again…” hesitating “…but this time with you kneeling down and me doing it from behind you” he said in his usual calm style as if he was asking for a cup of tea. Eleanor had been right – something pretty kinky. “You like doing it like that then Brian?” she asked. “Oh yes Millie – it seems to go inside just that little bit further…” pausing and looking her right in the eyes, his fingers still stroking her pussy “…and it’s so nice to be able to look down and watch myself going in and out” and he gave her a little cheeky grin back. She smiled at him, the words ‘inventive’ and ‘persuasive’ coming back into her mind. She guessed that the next thing he would do is just like every time before was to ask her to tell him what she wanted and decided to beat him to it. “OK then Brian…” hesitating and staring right into his eyes “…I’d really like it if we can do it in front of the mirror with me on my knees and you fucking me from behind, doggy fashion”. His mouth just opened “Oh Millie that’s so nice – you really are such an awesome sexual creature” he replied, then sliding his hand up and pulling the sheet off them both. She got up and walked around the bed, thinking back to how Damian had sometimes done it to her doggy fashion and she felt a little reticence as she always found it more difficult to cum like that – but still she knew Brian was so knowledgeable he’d probably know exactly how to get her there, just like every time before… 
 Eleanor went to the foot of the bed and started to kneel on it. “No not there Millie – on that nice soft sheepskin rug on the floor” he said as he took the few paces to join her. As Brian had got out of bed, now with his penis fully erect, she thought she saw him pick something up off the bedside table, but wasn’t certain. She stepped back off the bed and then knelt on the rug, facing the mirror. “Side onto the mirror Millie – facing left” he chirped adding ”you’ll see in a minute”. She shuffled around sideways and Brian knelt down behind her and before resting his hands on her hips she thought she saw his hand doing something at the edge of the rug by his leg, but again wasn’t certain. She couldn’t help but wonder how many women had knelt down at this very spot before her, but immediately realised that she didn’t want to know. “Now you need to lean forwards and rest on your elbows and look over your right shoulder” he said. As she looked back Brian opened one of the hinged mirrored doors and as he slowly opened it further she saw her bottom come into view and she could just see her pussy, her heart missing a beat. “Can you see everything?” he asked. “Yes” she whispered quietly, seeing exactly what he meant, realising that she would be able to watch him sliding in and out of her too. Quickly her mind reviewed what had happened in less than two hours – being fucked by Ben to start with so much more thoughtfully, then how he had pounded her to cum a second time in front of the mirror, Brian going down on her and then two of them giving her a massive orgasm and now Brian was going to fuck her doggy style right in front of the same mirror. Her automatic emotion was to feel disgusted with herself at the whole thing, but oh how amazing and incredibly pleasurable it had all been. Her thoughts were interrupted by feeling Brian put his hand back onto her hip and she looked over her shoulder at the part open mirrored door and saw him holding his penis in his thumb and forefinger and watched, the words ‘larger than average’ again coming to mind as he pushed it towards her pussy. Her heart fluttered as she felt the tip press against her lips and he wiggled it against them to ease them apart and then she felt the gorgeous sensation as he slid the tip up and down just inside her pussy, before finally lining himself up and starting to push himself inside. She looked over her shoulder again and clearly saw his penis start to slip right inside, letting out a groan as it stretched her pussy wide open. She felt him move his hand back to her hip, the feeling of his large hands holding her there was reassuring – his grip was firm, giving her the feeling that he was in charge, but then she knew that all of the times before when they had sex Brian had been in charge. That was the way it was with Brian and sex – he was in charge – he had already planned what they would do and Eleanor was now OK with that, although she was all too aware that what he was going to do could be pretty adventurous and kinky…and now she knew he was going to fuck her from behind – like he told her he wanted and like she had asked him to do. As her mind processed those thoughts, he had started to gently slide in and out, the swollen head of his penis just easing out to slightly stretch those tight muscles at the entrance of her vagina, before sliding in maybe half-way. She looked over her shoulder – now his body was close to hers there was less light, but she could just make out his penis sliding in and out of her – it was glistening with her moisture and she could see it was going maybe only a third of the way in – her heart skipped a beat – still two-thirds to go. The grip of his hands on her hips tightened just slightly, she guessed a sign that she was going to get more and she held her breath in anticipation and after a couple more of the short strokes he had been making, he made a longer stroke not going all of the way in but much further and she let out a deep groan and was panting for breath for a while as she drew breath again. She thought how Brian was all so controlled, teasing and clever at so slowly getting her more turned on – and how good it all was. She looked over her shoulder, but now could not see as their bodies were so close together – she thought about it and guessed he was going about two-thirds inside her now, still pulling nearly all of the way out, but the deeper penetration was oh so good. Eleanor knew that she wanted it all inside her, although she knew that if she made any indication of that to Brian, he would probably make her wait longer. That was the way it was with him – she realised that was what made being fucked by him so good – being made to wait until he decided it was time to ‘turn up the volume’. She turned her head sideways and looking herself directly in the eyes sent a little shiver though her body. Feeling so embarrassed looking at herself like that she looked further watching Brian sliding in and out of her – she looked back noticing her breasts hanging and swaying gently in response to Brian’s movement. When they did it two weeks they had been further from the mirror, but now being right next to it she felt like she was filling the screen in a porno movie – like she was a dirty slutty porn star – fuck it was so nice, she thought to herself. She looked over her shoulder again, but could not see anything – then she looked up at the mirror by her side and immediately caught Brian’s gaze, him looking back at her. He just smiled and they stared at each other. “Ready for the rest Millie?” as his smile grew. “Fuck yes Brian” was all she could reply. His smile broadened even more, but his thrusting remained just the same. ‘You bastard’ she thought. 
 Then her slight distraction from Brian’s gentle thrusts was broken as in one smooth stroke he slid right inside of her and she couldn’t help but gasp out ‘oh fuck’ – just the one firm deep stroke before him going back to the gentle thrusting part of the way in. After a few more gentle strokes he gave her another firm deep one. He repeated it again. She started to count the short strokes – 1, 2, 3, 4 and then deep inside – ‘oh fuck’. She counted to four again and then ‘oh fuck’. And then again. She counted to four again but this time her just kept the gentle thrusting and she got to seven and then ‘oh fuck’. Next time one, two then ‘oh fuck’. Next time five. He was just indiscriminately giving her hard deep strokes – she lost the focus to count any more, just enjoying the teasing of being fucked so randomly. She was so turned on, but still not certain he would make her cum like this as it didn’t quite rub her in the right places. Brian went back to the gentle thrusts and she felt him take his left hand from her hip and lean over and reach down, out of the corner of her vision seeing him fumbling at the edge of the rug and he picked something up. ‘So he had picked up something from the bedside table’ she thought – ‘what next?’ Next she felt him rest one finger in the middle of her lower back – it slid down, gently gliding down the crack of her bottom before stopping right on her tight little hole. ‘Oh no’ she thought, but half guessed what was going to happen next. He gently stroked there – she thought back to how he had licked her there earlier – it felt nice just the same – so nice, but so very naughty. The he took his finger away and after a couple of seconds he dropped something on the floor – it looked like the top of a tube of toothpaste. Then she felt a coldness on her hole and all around it and now knew exactly what he planned. “What’s that” she asked fearfully. “Just some lube Millie” he calmly replied. “I’m not sure about being played with there…” hesitating “…I’m frightened it might be…” hesitating again “…messy” she added. “No need to worry Millie…” pausing as he tossed the tube onto the floor adding “…it’s special lube – what goes in when you use this comes out spotless”. ‘Fuck he’s such a clever know-all’ she thought, then feeling his finger there again, even nicer now stroking her with the slippery lube. Then he slid the tip of his finger right into the middle and she felt the pressure increase – he rotated his finger and she felt it start to enter her. ‘This is so naughty’ she thought – the pressure increased more and she felt it starting to go inside. Then her tight muscles just inside stopped his progress – his finger slid out and eased more lube to her hole and then started to slide in again more easily. She felt it ache as it tried to go further and then her muscles gave in and his finger slid right inside and she let out a deep groan at the intense but such incredibly naughty sensation. “OK Millie” she felt so dirty she didn’t want to say ‘yes’ and just nodded. She looked at herself in the mirror silently saying to herself ‘now having your asshole fingered while you get fucked Eleanor – nice’. Then she remembered how he had told her about someone who had asked him to do this to her – how he’d said it she found it awesome – how he had asked Eleanor if she wanted to try it and she had avoided saying ‘yes’ – and now how he had been so devious and clever to get her to do it. Fuck it felt so nice being penetrated there. He started to slide his finger partially out and then back in again – after a few times she felt his grip increase on her right hip – ‘fuck yes’ she thought and sure enough he slid himself deep inside her and began to fuck her with short firm strokes. She’d reluctantly let Damian finger her there a few times, although never had she been penetrated in both places at the same time – it was just unbelievably intense – it felt more wrong, perhaps even more naughty than anything else she had ever done with Ben or Brian – but so incredibly stimulating. Brian started to fuck her harder continuing to slowly finger her other hole. It was so good, his pelvis slapping against her groin and as Brian said earlier his penis was going inside her that little bit further. Within less than half a minute that feeling inside started and she knew she could forget her concerns about not being able to cum – this was all so overpowering to her senses and the feeling grew. She could hear herself just whimpering like a lonely puppy, but there was nothing she could do about it and didn’t care – all that mattered to her was that Brian kept fucking and fingering her like this. She felt his thrusting get a little firmer and faster and noticed her whimpering increase in pitch as if it were someone else making the noise, almost like little suppressed screams. Now she could hardly get enough breath, she felt faint and wondered if she might pass out and she knew now she was so close to letting go as the tension built in her body. The muscles from head to toe felt like they were tightening and she felt almost paralysed. Then there was that final rush as a shudder went through her and she lost all awareness of her surroundings as she had an overpowering orgasm – she couldn’t shout, swear, groan or anything – just whimpering for ages as the muscles in her groin locked, every two or three seconds releasing and locking again making her whole body jolt each time – how long it went on for she was unaware before finally her senses started to come back. She had no idea if Brian had cum too – all she knew was that he had stopped moving now. 
 She looked in the mirror as he reached behind into the wardrobe and he placed a box of tissues next to them and he pulled a couple out and then his finger started to ease out of her, finally departing and leaving her feel strangely empty. She reached to the box and took a couple, then sliding them between her legs. “Ready Millie?” Brian asked calmly. She nodded, her brain still not ready for conversation. He slid out of her, now leaving her feeling completely empty, she slipped the tissues into place and got up and walked around the bed, looking at Brian still kneeling there and just smiling at him. She went to the bathroom and as she sat on the toilet she could only look back in amazement at what had happened tonight – and to think that only just over 24 hours ago she had no idea anything was going to happen. Then that phone call from Ben – how she’d gone shopping for the kinky stockings and underwear. All through the day from when she’d got to the office she knew all she had thought about was five o’clock – what was going to happen with Ben. She’d left the office early to go and shower and change. And then she thought about the last couple of hours – how could she again have willingly done something so completely wrong, so risky, so outside of all moral rules – but she had and it had been unreal – so amazing and now she felt so drained but more completely and utterly satisfied than in her whole life. After a minute or so she transferred to the bidet and washed herself, then drying off and headed back to the bedroom. 
 Walking through the door she saw Brian was back in bed. She knew she could take no more, but just wanted to lie for a few minutes and regain her senses and so slipped under the sheets next to him. “You OK Millie?” he asked. “Yes thank you Brian – I’m OK” she replied. Brian turned onto his side, sliding his and onto her tummy “Did you enjoy that Millie?” “Awesome Brian…” adding “…completely awesome thank you”. He started to stroke her tummy and she wondered whether he was thinking of more but then he asked “Have you thought any more about what I suggested about trying some bondage?” Her heart thumped – she had thought about it, one evening after a couple of glasses of wine looking for videos on the internet – they were so hardcore and violent she rejected any idea of doing it, but then found some articles in an online women’s magazine providing ideas about how to try it and they were much less extreme and more interesting. “Yes I have” she replied. “And would you like to give it a try – I’m sure you’d really enjoy it Millie – I’d be happy to help?” he quizzed. Her heart was thumping – could she say ‘yes’ – should she say ‘no’ – it would be another step even further over the line – fuck she was being dragged into things she’d never considered in her life before “I…I don’t think so Brian” she replied feeling massively relieved at being able to say ‘no’…but wondering if she was rejecting something that would be even more exciting and a turn-on than everything they had done so far. “OK well if you change your mind, just let me know” he said, stroking her tummy again with his thumb. Suddenly she had the feeling she just wanted to go home – to regain her thoughts – being Millie for the last couple of hours had been so naughty, so wrong, but so amazing. Now though she just wanted be Eleanor again. “I think I’d like to get dressed now Brian and head home” she told him, adding “thank you so much for a lovely time – it was incredible”. “That’s fine Millie I completely understand – you’re amazing – I enjoyed it so much too” he replied. She looked at him and smiled “Thank you” and got out of bed, dressed herself, picked up her handbag and stood by the bed looking down at him and smiled. “Thank you Brian – thank you so much” she said. “It was a pleasure Millie – I hope we can do it again” he replied and she turned, walked into the hallway and let herself out. 
 As she stepped out into the street it felt good. Walking back to her car her mind automatically started to replay the evening, but she tried to resist and focus on other things. Her sub-conscious won picking out the highlights – how Ben had pounded her in front of the mirror – the naughtiness of Brian licking her other hole – the shock and fear of Ben being there when she looked up and saw him – Brian blowing her off so skilfully helped by Ben – and the intensity of being penetrated in both holes by Brian. ‘You dirty filthy little slut Millie’ she told herself, feeling better to be blaming Millie, but then told herself ‘You non-charging fucking whore Eleanor’. Her emotions were completely at odds – she hated herself, but loved every minute of the evening. Driving home was better as she had to concentrate on the road and was able to push the thoughts away for a while. 
 She opened the front door of her apartment and went straight into the kitchen. There on the breakfast bar was a glass of water, next to it the ‘morning after’ tablet – the sight of it made her feel guilty again, but she swallowed it washing it down with a swig of water. Next stop the fridge and she poured a glass of her favourite white wine and took a couple of big sips. Just like before she wanted to go and soak in the bath and hoping that some of the feeling of dirtiness would rinse away and she went and turned both taps on – then back into the kitchen. Although she had given up smoking ten years ago, she could kill for a cigarette now – she took another slurp of wine. Next stop the bedroom – she opened the wardrobe door and looked at herself in the full length mirror. She took off her blouse, looking at the lacy grey bra, seeing her nipples through the thin material. She unzipped her skirt letting it fall to the floor and just stared at herself with the skimpy panties, suspenders and grey fishnets. “You fucking whore” she said to herself, but couldn’t help feel a little bit turned on – she knew she looked good. Next she reached behind and unclipped her bra, easing it off her shoulders, watching her full breasts just swaying slightly – she was so proud of them. Then off came the panties and had a feeling of disgust as she saw the crotch was wet, probably the remains of Brian’s semen. She stood and looked at herself just in the suspenders and fishnets – thinking that’s how she had spent the best part of two hours of the day, being fucked by two different men, blown off and fingered in the arse and now feeling racked with guilt. She just shook her head and how it all seemed so unreal now. She took off the stockings and suspender belt, picked all of her kinky gear up and went to throw it in the bin, but then thinking ‘maybe if it works out with Jamie I could give him a treat’ and threw it into the washing basket instead. She checked in the bathroom and saw the bath was nearly full so went to the kitchen, topped up the wine glass and back into the bathroom. 
 She put the wine glass on the stool next to the bath just like before, tested the water – it was nice and warm and she slipped in – it felt so good – her on her own – no Ben, no Brian and no Millie – just Eleanor. She looked down at her breasts just above the water – her nipples were now soft again after the stimulation Brian had given them that made them so hard. She squirted some body-wash onto herself above each nipple and then dipped her thumbs into it before sliding them over her nipples like Brian had done – ‘oh’ it felt so good with the silky smoothness of the gel. It brought back memories of when she was in her early teens – maybe fourteen – and her breasts were starting to grow – she couldn’t help but fondle them, they were such a novelty for her – then she remembered discovering how sensitive her nipples were and as she slid her thumbs over each nipple alternately she realised that’s exactly how she had played with herself all those years ago – just like Brian had done tonight – how at the time she had given herself such a nice feeling inside, but not knowing anything about sexual arousal then – and she finally treated herself by sliding both thumbs together over her nipples, making herself gasp. A few more gentle rubs together like that and her nipples were swollen and hard and just like Brian had told her, so much more sensitive. She kept sliding her thumbs over her nipples, thinking back to all those years ago, remembering how she had done this every bath time for probably a year or more until when she was fifteen and a friend of hers had told her about masturbation – thinking how then she had known nothing then about sex and how much she knew now – so much more than ever after the last two weeks. 
 Fuck she was getting turned on – then somehow her mind dragged back those three words from earlier – ‘lovely sexual creature’. Right now she felt like one. She gave her nipples one more rub together and then she couldn’t stop herself sliding a hand down to her submerged pussy and finding that that sensitive little lump, already swollen and ready for action. She lifted one leg out of the bath and draped it over the side – then the other, her lovely trimmed pussy rising out of the water. She moved her hand away to look at it and thought back again, this time to when she was nineteen. With her very thick dark hair by that time her pussy had become like dense undergrowth. She remembered how one day she had taken her brother’s electric hair trimmers and trimmed all of her pubic hair with the number two attachment – she liked the look a lot better, but then put the number one attachment and went over it again – she liked it even more. Then using her Mother’s razor she had shaved the hair above her pussy, trimming it into a thin line – she loved it, but remembered how when a few days later her Mother saw it how she had called her a ‘whore’ and a ‘cheap tart’. Then she recalled how her boyfriend at the time, Neil had reacted when he first saw it – after then they had sex more often than ever and she realised what a good thing it was to have done. When they had nowhere to go he still liked to play with her, even remembering how some evenings she went out with just a skirt on with no panties to make it easier for him. And every weekend for thirteen years since then she had trimmed it just the same. She slid her hand back down it. Her fingers started to work their magic – she knew after all of the stimulation and sex from earlier it wouldn’t take her long. It was nice doing it to herself – just her being in control of Eleanor and she worked her clit, gently wiggling and stroking it until she was ready to let go. Her fingers played with it to the finale and she had a lovely self-induced orgasm, lying there in the water with the delicious feeling of warmth emanating from her between her legs as the pulsating of the muscles in her groin slowly ebbed. 
 After a couple of minutes she got her thoughts together and went back over the whole situation. She knew that another phone call from Ben or Brian could only have one answer for her. It suddenly dawned on her that she had got things so very wrong in her life. Dating but avoiding sex had been OK until two weeks ago, but now Ben and Brian were on the scene she had a big decision to make. Thinking more about them both she knew how wrong it was to get herself into this position – about how it was so far ‘over the line’ to be doing what she was doing – that there was never ever going to be anyone in the world she could ever tell about it – but how completely unbelievable and awesome sex with them had been, especially after so long without it. She thought about Jamie – she really did fancy him and now she felt that she had cheated on him – even though they had not had sex yet. They had agreed to go out again tomorrow night and she was going to pick him up like last week. She knew that tomorrow night she wasn’t going to be coming home – she liked Jamie and he clearly fancied her and she realised she had to take that risk of getting into a relationship that may not work and to spend the night with him. Otherwise, Eleanor knew that if she continued as she was, all her life would be about for the foreseeable future was Millie and her fuck buddies… 
   
 
 
 
 OK I'll Try it Then 
  Eleanor was on that same route again for the third time.  The journey seemed to fly by, strangely with hardly any other traffic on the roads.  She was late and was speeding a little.  She turned the corner, passing right by the flats where Brian and Ben lived.  Pulling into the White Horse car park, she drove around the back and parked in the same space for a third time.  She switched the engine off, then looking in the mirror to check her make-up, before looking down at her legs, the top of her thighs covered by the black mini-skirt but the rest just her bare pale skin – no stockings and suspenders today.  She got out of the car and started walking that same two hundred yards – before she knew it she was at the door and she pressed the button to number seventeen, after just a few seconds hearing “come in Millie” as the remote lock buzzed telling her it was open.  She got into the lift and it seemed like an instant and the door was opening again and she stepped out  Before she knew it she was at the entrance door with Brian standing there with a smile on his face “Hello Millie” he calmly said, gesturing into the bedroom… 
   
 She walked into the room, her heart missing a beat as she immediately noticing just one pillow at the top of the bed with a black cord stretched tightly across it, the end of it tied to the bedframe.  Near the foot of the bed was second black cord stretched across the bed and she puzzled why there was another one about a third of the way up.  Next to the pillow was a black blindfold and some sort if toy with three sharp points at one end and some feathers at the other and at the other side of the pillow was a paddle, the flogger he had used before and a crop – she recognised them from when she had searched on the internet that night – a little shiver went through her body.  Brian rested his hands on her shoulders and he guided her to the foot of the bed, turning her to face the mirrored wardrobe doors.  “You look nice in black Millie” he whispered in her ear.  She looked at herself with the black semi see-thru blouse, easily making out the black bra she was wearing, before looking down at the black mini-skirt, somehow looking even shorter now than when she had first put it on.  “Will you let me undress you?” Brian asked, exactly like the first time.  The first time they had stood further back, but now he had positioned her closer to the mirror and she thought she could even make out her nipples through the blouse and lace bra.  “Yes” she replied, knowing there was no other answer.  He undressed her just like before – it was like an action replay except she was wearing different clothes – first the blouse, then her bra, the skirt and finally the little black panties.  “It’s the first time I’ve seen you completely naked Millie” he whispered adding “you’re a beautiful woman”.  This time he didn’t ask, his hand sliding straight down to her pussy, stroking it gently before easing her lips open and probing inside.  “Lovely wet pussy Millie” he whispered.  She watched in the mirror as he took his hand away and reached behind him to the dressing table. Then kneeling on one leg next to her she watched him pulling something, hearing a tearing sound and realising it was Velcro and then he wrapped it tightly around her left ankle.  She could see the black band in the mirror and just made out a little metal clip on it.  Then he did the same to her other ankle.  She felt so frightened.  She heard him tear more Velcro open and he took hold of her hand and pulled it behind her back, placing this one around her wrist and as he let her hand fall back to her side she felt the cold metal clip against the back of her hand.  Finally he put a fourth one on the other wrist.  It looked so kinky standing there completely naked apart from these four black bands.  She felt his hand on her shoulders and she looked up and he said “Now you need to go and lie on the bed Millie” and she turned around and walked towards the bed, as she approached it noticing the cord by the foot of the bed had two metal rings bound to it near each edge of the bed and the one over the pillow had two rings the same, but by the edges of the pillow.  The third cord towards the middle of the bed had the rings about halfway between the other two. 
   
 It was obvious where she needed to lie.  Her took hold of her right hand and lifted it to the pillow and she heard the ‘click’ as he fixed the cuff to the ring on the cord – then he walked around to the other side of the bed and clipped her other hand the same.  Taking hold of her left leg, he pulled it to the edge of the bed and clipped that ankle to the cord, then the other leg the same.  Eleanor felt so exposed, her legs wide apart and held tightly in place.  “Now lift up your head Millie” he said and she watched him put the blindfold over her eyes and felt him stretch the elastic strap over the back of her head, holding it securely in place.  She felt another shiver of fear at having her vision taken away.  Now just one thing for you to remember Millie – there is a safe word – if you want to stop you just say the safe word – it’s Eleanor”.  Her heart thumped at the shock of him saying that gasping out “why Eleanor?”  He replied in his usual calm way “Well that’s your name isn’t it – I thought you wouldn’t forget that” then laughing out loud.  She was horrified – he knew her name – but how? 
   
 She felt the bed move and his hands on her breasts.  Then he was flicking her nipples quickly like he had first done – it tickled like hell – she started giggling – “stop – stop please – please stop Brian” and she wiggled her chest to try and stop him, but he wouldn’t “Why are you doing that Brian?” she yelled and he stopped, then alternately stroking them very slowly and gently a few times before doing it to both at the same time and it felt so nice she couldn’t help a little gasp of breath.  He kept stroking as he said “To show you Millie what it is like when you surrender control to someone…” pausing “…some things they will do to you will be things you like…” stroking both her nipples again together and she gasped out again as they became more sensitive “…some things you will like a lot…” and she felt him take hold of her nipples and she groaned with pleasure as he flicked the tips with his finger nails for a few seconds “…and some maybe not quite as much” ticking her nipples again for just a couple of seconds and then he laughed again.  Eleanor felt so very small and helpless. 
   
 “Now let’s try something new to see what you like and get warmed up – we’ll play a little game – it’s called ‘soft or sharp’ – you’ve got to guess what it will be – soft…” and she felt something soft brushing against the underside of her left breast guessing it was the feather end of the toy she had noticed “…or sharp” and she felt what felt like needles jab into the inside of her thigh and being dragged down it and she gasped out a little ‘ouch’, realising it was the other end of the same toy she had seen by the pillow.  “You get it right and we move on – get it wrong and I smack you there either with the paddle, the flogger or the crop – I choose” and her heart missed a beat at the thought of her being smacked.  “So Millie, soft or sharp?”  She thought for a second before replying ”soft”.  Almost instantly she felt the points jab into her tummy and being scratched as he dragged them over it.  “Mmmm let’s try the paddle” he said calmly and she heard a ‘thwack’ and then felt a sting and couldn’t help but gasp out ‘oh’ as he landed it squarely in the middle of her tummy making all of her muscles there lock for four or five seconds. “Soft or sharp” he said immediately. She paused.  “Come on Millie - quickly”. She wanted to say ‘fuck, give me time’ but just said “sharp”.  After hardly a second she felt the feathers ticking the underside of her right breast. ‘Fuck no’ she thought at the idea of having her breast smacked.  “Mmmm the flogger I think is perfect for breasts” he whispered.  Straight away she heard a little whoosh as then the fronds fizzed through the air and slapped into her breast, mostly underneath but one strayed landing right on her nipple and she let out a little squeal – the underside of her breast was stinging and her nipple was tingling and she felt a little matching tingle in her pussy. “Soft or sharp?” she heard again.  She just spoke without thinking, knowing there was no way to predict – “Soft”.  As the sharp points jabbed into the inside of her left thigh and slid down it feeling like they were making little incisions she felt helpless. “Time for the crop Millie” Brian said in an emotionless tone.  There was no warning like the flogger’s ‘whoosh’ and she just felt a sharp impact on the inside of her thigh and then a sting much more fierce than any before, making her gasp out ‘oh fuck’ and she involuntarily tried to close her legs, but the restraints held her firmly in place, her heart thumping at the realisation of what being restrained really meant.  The pain was intense, but she realised that all the muscles around her pussy had tensed in response to it.  “Soft or sharp?”  Resignedly she said “Soft” wondering where was next.  She felt the feathers tickle the underside of her left breast and her heart missed a beat at the thought of having that smacked too, before remembering she had said ‘soft’.  “Nice one Millie you finally got it right” Brian said sarcastically, continuing “Soft or sharp?”  “Sharp” she replied instantly.  The feathers brushed along the inside of her right thigh.  “Let’s try the crop again, eh Millie?” he asked, but she knew it wasn’t a question.  As soon as it landed she realised it was even harder than on the other thigh – she let out a squeal and groaned as the sting followed.  The muscles around her pussy locked again and now she could feel it getting really wet.  “OK one last time Millie – soft or sharp?” Brian chirped.  “Soft” she replied, glad that this game was nearly over, but realising she was now quite aroused.  She nearly jumped out of her skin as she felt the sharp points deep in her groin, then gently sliding up her pussy.  She was filled with horror – she’d never thought he would smack her pussy.  He rested something cool on her pussy.  “The paddle is perfect for a pussy” he said.  Then she felt him lift it away and waited for him to smack her.  She waited – he was teasing her – it seemed ages but was probably only a few seconds before she heard a sharp ‘thwack’ and she squealed more in anticipation than anything else.  The sting was less than she expected and then the burning feeling under her skin replaced the sting and then she felt a lovely throbbing inside her pussy. She felt his hand on her thigh just caressing it gently.  “OK Millie I am going to leave you for just a minute or so – I’ll be back very soon” Brian told her and she heard him walk out. 
   
 She was glad of the time to herself to catch her thoughts after the relentless teasing and smacking.  Nowhere really hurt now – her tummy was just a tingle and her right breast and both thighs still had the burning feeling under her skin and her pussy was tingling with the smack from the paddle, best of all the inside of her pussy was throbbing and she could tell she was now pretty wet.  She knew it had turned her on – not just the smacking, but the sheer intensity of the situation – being completely restrained, blindfolded and letting Brian have control of her.  Eleanor wondered what he would do next – would he have another game for her or something else? 
   
 She heard footsteps and Brian chirped “I’m back”.  She felt the bed move and then his hand on her thigh, just gently caressing her again.  “So how did you like that Millie – was it nice?” stroking where he had smacked her hardest with the crop.  “Err – I’m not sure” she said, hesitantly. She felt his hand move up the inside of her thigh and his fingers stroked her pussy, then she felt him easing the lips apart and a finger slid inside.  “Pussy’s don’t lie Millie – yours is very wet – pussy’s only get wet when you are get aroused – when you get turned on – I think being smacked turned you on, didn’t it?”  ‘Fuck he’s so clever’ realising that he would always get the better of her – she would never be able to bluff him “Yesss” she replied with a hissed whisper.  “Good Millie I told you that you would like it” he chirped continuing “So now we know that you like being tied up, blindfolded and smacked around – now that we know you like bondage we need to find out how hard you like to be smacked – how much pain it needs to really turn you on”.  Her heart pounded when he used the word ‘bondage’ – it was the first time it had been spoken and the same when she heard the word ‘pain’, but she knew she was now going to find out how hard she liked it. 
   
 She felt one hand take hold of her right ankle and the other one doing something with the Velcro cuff – then he raised her leg straight up into the air, holding her ankle firmly.  “Mmmm legs Millie – one of the best places to be smacked” – she felt his hand sliding up and down her calf – “different toys for different places – the paddle is really good on your calf”.  His hand slid down to her thigh running up and down it gently stroking with the flat of his hand – “thighs – so sensitive Millie – a nice big flat area – the flogger works best” and then his hand slid to her bottom, caressing her cheek “and bottoms Millie – everything is good for there” adding “shall we start?”  Again it was obviously one of Brian’s rhetorical questions – her heart was pounding now knowing what he was going to do and she was frightened how much it would hurt – but strangely curious to find out. 
   
 Still caressing her bottom he said “let’s start here with the paddle – three smacks OK Millie…” hesitating “…for starters?”  She was getting frightened now – this was getting so hardcore – her mouth was dry and her heart was beating fast.  “Well Millie?” he asked, almost demanding an answer.  “Yes Brian – OK” she whispered.  “That’s better Millie” he responded. His hand left her bottom and a few seconds later she heard a loud ‘thwack’ as the paddle landed – before she felt the now familiar sting another ‘thwack’ just above he first one and then a third above that.  She knew he had smacked her harder than before and she gasped for breath as the sting kicked in.  It hurt, but like before the muscles around her pussy responded, this time locked for several seconds – then the sting eased to be replaced by an intense burning under her skin.  “Let’s try your calf while I’ve got the paddle” he told her.  ‘Thwack’ ‘thwack’ ‘thwack’ – she felt the three sharp smacks to her calf – the sting was even stronger, the absence of much flesh below her skin making the impact harder.  “Now those lovely long thighs Millie – room for six with the flogger I think”.  Six ‘whooshes’ from the flogger and the back of her thigh felt like it had been stung by a swarm of wasps.  “Now I’m sure that lovely bottom can take a bit more – how about the crop Millie – six of the best?”  ‘Six’ she immediately thought ‘fuck’ this is going to hurt’.  It did and one word came into her head ‘Eleanor’ – should she say the safe word and end it now.  After the sixth smack with the crop Brian gently lowered her leg down onto the bed and fastened the cuff back to the cord.  The coolness of the sheet eased the pain slightly.  She could feel all the muscles in her leg locked, trying to deal with the pain – so were those around her pussy.  She felt the bed move on the other side, his hand taking hold of her ankle, releasing the cuff from the cord and raising that leg the same.  Thirty seconds later after doing exactly the same, when Brian lowered that leg onto the cool sheets she wanted to cry it hurt so much, but something inside made her conceal the pain and now she felt so horny.  “I’ll leave you for a minute or so Millie – back soon” he said calmly.  Her mind was a jumble – ‘was this supposed to be fun’ she thought, but then how could she get so turned on.  Then she heard Brian “OK I’m back”.  That wasn’t a minute – it was only a few seconds she thought – everything seemed to be happening so quickly – it was weird. 
   
 “Right Millie I hope you enjoyed your little rest – did you like that nice smacking?” he asked, after a few seconds adding “Well?”  “I’m not sure” she replied.  She felt his hand on her hip and the pressure increased as he leaned on her.  “Oh come on Millie – I can see from here your pussy is dribbling juices now – being smacked turns you on”.  He took his hand away and she felt him sit on the bed.  “I’ve got a couple of nice toys for you now”.  She felt his hand brush against her right breast, then something cold against her nipple and suddenly it was being squeezed and she gasped ‘ow’ – then the same on her other nipple.  “Nipple clamps Millie – let me switch them on” and her felt him take hold of them and suddenly her nipples were buzzing with vibrations and she let out an ‘oooh’ at the stimulation.  “Nice eh Millie?” he asked calmly.  It was nice – the vibrations were strong but silent and stimulation was so constant and relentless – she could feel the muscles in her pussy just tensing a little every few seconds.  Next she heard a buzzing noise, Brian rested his hand on her thigh and then something touching her pussy and she knew instantly that he had a vibrator.  He slid it up and down her lips – just the tip of it – it was so nice.  She felt him ease the tip between her lips and start to slide it into her – although Eleanor had a couple of vibrators and had used them pretty often over the last year she had never had anyone use one on her.  Soon it was right inside – then without warning the vibrations increased – fuck it was so much more exciting with someone else at the controls, she thought.  The vibrations increased again and then Brian’s fingers started to massage her clitoris and now she knew she was going to cum – the feeling grew so quickly and she couldn’t prevent herself groaning out ‘fuck yes – oh fuck yes’.  It was all so intense – being tied up completely unable to move and blindfolded too, the vibrating nipple clamps with Brian in control of the vibrator – in just a really short time she was so close to cumming and let out a more urgent ‘fuck yes’.  “Nearly there Millie” he asked calmly.  “Yes – oh yes – it’s so close” she gasped.  Then the vibrations stopped and Brian just said “Not yet Millie”.  She just lay there gasping for breath wanting to call him all the names under the sun.  He just said “Denial Millie – a big part of bondage” as he slid the vibrator out.  Her brain was a jumble now – all she could do was lay there and let Brian do what he wanted – she had been so close to having an orgasm and although the feelings were fading, vibrations from the nipple clams were keeping her pretty aroused.  Brian took hold of her ankle again and she felt him unclip the cuff, then he pulled her ankle back so that her knee was bent and in the air – he fiddled with the cuff again and then released his grip.  She tried to move her ankle but couldn’t – she realised what the middle cord was for now.  He did the same with her other leg and then told her “Lift your bottom off the bed please Millie” and she did as told, feeling him slide something cool under her bottom and saying “OK you can lie back down” and she realised it was a pillow – just like Ben had used when he fucked her – surely Brian wasn’t going to bring Ben into this now she thought. 
   
 “Ben – Millie’s ready for you” Brian called out.  Oh fuck no she thought – this was getting way more kinky and perverted than she had ever expected.  Within seconds “Hello Millie” she heard Ben say. “Hi Ben” she said now feeling more helpless than ever.  Brian spoke again “Ben has something special for you Millie – we found two new tablets that have come onto the market – one improves blood flow and increases penis size by up to ten percent and the other makes a man last a lot longer…” hesitating “…Ben should be good for half an hour or more with it”.  ‘What’ she thought – his penis was going to be even bigger and he was going to fuck her for half an hour or even more – this wasn’t bondage – more like sexual assault. “I’m not sure about this” she said.  She heard Brian chuckle and then say “That’s bondage Millie – you agree to let yourself be tied up and for me to have control and then there’s only one rule – I give and you take…” hesitating “…but why don’t you give it a little try Millie – if you don’t like it you know how to stop it all”.  ‘Fuck he is always so cleverly persuasive’ she thought and yes there was always ‘Eleanor’ – the safe word.  “Right I’ll leave you two to it – see you in half an hour or so” Brian said and she heard the door close.  She felt the bed move and Ben’s hands on her thighs, easing them further apart.  Then he leaned forward and she felt his arms at her sides, his tummy against hers and then his hand sliding down between their bodies.  She wondered why he hadn’t said a word – “Aren’t you speaking to me Ben?” she asked.  She felt his breath on the side of her face and he whispered “Dad told me to not to talk to you…” hesitating “…to just give you a good fucking – he said that’s the way it should be in this situation”.  This was weird – what a strange thing to tell him to do she thought but replied “OK”.  The her focus shifted to what Brian had said – ‘ten percent bigger’ – when they had sex before Ben had already felt like he ‘filled her up’ – was she going to be able to take it she wondered, a shiver of fear going through her.  The tip of his penis brushed her pussy as he guided it with his hand.  She was so wet it slipped between her lips easily and then started to stretch the entrance to her vagina – it stretched more and more as he slowly pushed it in and as the head slid inside it felt huge.  He eased it a little further and she was glad he was taking it steadily with gentle strokes – not just shoving it in like the first time.  He slid it deeper and she just groaned at being stretched more than ever.  Then one more push and it was all inside her and it completely took her breath away, unable to make a sound – she felt like she might split in two.  Then he started – short firm strokes deep inside – after only a short time they got longer – then even firmer, his pelvis pushing against her groin – it really felt like too much.  He kept going like that for a couple of minutes and she was getting used to the size, but it was weird as she had no feeling of getting aroused – she was taking it, but it wasn’t pleasurable.  Then he started to fuck her even harder with longer harder thrusts, his pelvis now slamming into her groin.  Every time he had done it before he had held her shoulders, but not this time and she felt herself slipping further up the bed with each stroke until her head was pushed against the wooden headboard.  She felt no sense of getting sexually aroused at all – this was awful she thought.  He fucked her even harder so that her head was repeatedly banging hard against the headboard.  “No Ben please stop” she gasped.  He just continued like an unstoppable machine. “Ben please please stop” she asked again.  No reaction – just the same relentless pounding.  There was only one thing left she thought – the safe word. 
   
 She took a breath and as she tried to breath out and say ‘Eleanor’, she couldn’t. Oh no – she tried again – nothing.  “Please Ben please stop” she gasped again, but he continued. She tried to say ‘Eleanor’ again, but her body just wouldn’t allow it as if her throat seized up each time she tried.  She took a huge deep breath and tried to scream ‘Eleanor’ as loud as she could but could only make a grunt – she was petrified – this was horrible – she tried another time with all her might almost throwing a fit – and then everything went quiet and still.  After a few seconds she opened one eye – the blindfold had gone.  She was looking at green and yellow striped curtains – they weren’t her curtains – where was she? She tried to think what day it was – Friday she had been at work, pushing aside the afternoon sex with Ben and Brian, Saturday had been a usual shopping and tidy up day and then she realised where she was.  It was Sunday morning – she was at Jamie’s.  Instantly she wondered whether she had shouted out in her sleep when trying to yell ‘Eleanor’ – sheepishly she looked over her shoulder and saw Jamie lying there eyes firmly closed and she sighed with relief. 
   
 Then she went back to the dream – it was like Brian and Ben had invaded her mind, but she knew that really it was her mind that had concocted it all – but why?  She thought back how some of the dream had obviously been a bit unreal, the way there was no traffic – the way she got out of her car and was suddenly at the apartment block – the way the lift took no time to go up.  But then from the moment she stepped into the bedroom it had been so very real – from the moment she saw those black cord restraints tied tightly across the bed, the blindfold and the toys by the pillow – everything from then until Brian moved her ankles from the restraints at the bottom of the bed to those higher up to get her ready to be fucked had all been so incredibly real.  All the things in between had felt like it had really happened – the way he teased her and stimulated her – the way he had smacked her legs – the nipple clamps and the way he took her right to the brink of orgasm and then denied her that pleasure – it had all been so real.  But after that it became unreal again, although at the time so scary the way Ben fucked her.  Thinking it all through again made her feel guilty, as if she had really done it.   Yesterday evening sleeping over with Jamie was supposed to be the beginning of a new direction for her, but even though it had only been a dream – well a nightmare really – Brian and Ben just wouldn’t seem to go away. 
   
 But then she thought about last night – she a lovely time with Jamie and when they parked outside his place, after a nice snog she wasn’t leaving anything to chance asking him ‘aren’t you going to invite me in for a coffee?’  They went in and sat and drank some liqueurs.  She remembered only too well when Jamie went to the toilet she stood up to look at some of his photographs on the wall and when he came back how he had cuddled up behind her, wrapping his arms around her tummy and kissing her neck.  Then he whispered “I don’t want you think I am after casual sex, but I’d love for you to stay over tonight – I really like you Ellie and I’m thinking about it perhaps being the start of something much more than that’.  She remembered how her heart had fluttered – it had been such a nice thing for him to say.  The sex had been good – he was not as expert as Brian or as physical as Ben, but she had resolved to be patient and if it wasn’t perhaps as good as she knew she needed, she’d work at it with him, maybe asking for him to try the things she wanted – especially after the knowledge and confidence she had learned from Ben and particularly Brian. She thought back to how she and Jamie had first lay there under the sheet and Jamie had tried to play with her nipples, just like Brian had said most men did and how it tickled her like crazy.  She had told him to let her take his thumbs and show him how to play with them slowly and he seemed to really appreciate it, although she saved asking for fingernails for another time.  And after all she had already got a quote for replacing her wardrobe doors with mirrored ones, so there was something definitely wanted to try with him and see if they could be really adventurous like she knew she really wanted and needed.  Eleanor thought back to the dream or rather nightmare – it had all seemed so very real.  Slipping her hand down to her pussy she again felt so guilty when she realised how wet it was from the dream of Ben and Brian.  Putting Brian and Ben behind her was something that would happen although she realised now that it may take time.  Checking her watch it said 6.45 and she looked over at Jamie wondering how long until he woke – she knew that there was one way of helping put those two men behind her and she resolved that when he did wake up it would have to be some time before Jamie and her got out of bed…. 
   
 
 The End 
 
 
 
 Publication Date: December 16th 2017 https://www.bookrix.com/-tlb6d0bff43d2a5