Fishing Pt 02

This is the second part of a three part story. I suggest you read part 1 as the rest really will not make sense if you don`t. As always any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely accidental. All characters are made up from my own warped imagination. The story belongs to me, so please do not use it without my permission. The tale contains descriptions of many kinds of sexual activity, so if you are under 18, or those kind of things offend you, please move on. This story is set in a Utopian World where STD's and unwanted pregnancies do not exist.

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From the kitchen he heard Jen gasp. Lynn must have opened the door as the gasp was followed by an angry, "You! I know you. You work at the club."

"Welcome Jen," Lynn said all sweetness and sunshine. "Yes. I work at the club so I got to see all your dirty secrets every Saturday night so I know you are going to be a lot of fun this weekend, and remember, if you don`t play ball Terry will be using you as a punch bag when he gets home on Tuesday. Now take off your clothes!"

Dan held his breath in the kitchen. There was a pause of nearly a minute and when Jen did speak it was so softly that he nearly missed it. "Here?"

"No not here. Do it in the front garden. Every time you question an order from us you will be spanked by my husband. Do you understand?"

Lynn was really laying it on thick with Jen Dan thought as he heard a whispered,"Yes Miss."

"Don`t call me Miss. Now get out there and strip before Mickey comes out here and gives your ass a proper tanning."

Dan moved quickly to where the curtains were still pulled across the window. What he saw was so surreal he nearly laughed out loud. Jen was slowly unbuttoning her pretty pink blouse as Lynn stood a few yards away with her arms crossed still dressed only in her black lingerie, although now she was also wearing the six inch stiletto pumps that she wore occasionally for some of their dress up sex sessions.

There was a small garden wall at the front of the property and once she removed the blouse Jen lay it on the wall. Next she pulled down her tight, light blue jeans. These joined the blouse and Jen hesitated. She was dressed just in white cotton panties and a matching bra. "Well that underwear is not going to give my husband a hard on is it Jen. Get it off. I have something more suitable for you upstairs." Lynn was definitely giving her both barrels and Dan could see Jen start to tremble and a tear forming at the corner of her eye.

Jen glanced around quickly but there was no one around apart from a stern faced Lynn who was now tapping her toe impatiently. In a flash Jen pulled off the panties and unclipped the bra. Standing naked now with one hand trying to cover her pussy and an arm across her breasts.

Dan was breathing heavily as he waited to see what Lynn would do next. He didn`t have to wait long. "Turn around. Put both hands on the wall."

Jen looked pleadingly at Lynn but saw no compassion in her face. Turning gradually she had to bend forwards as the wall was only about three feet high. Lynn moved forward and using her shoe against Jen`s bare foot she spread Jen`s legs until her feet were nearly three feet apart. The with a speed that surprised Dan she landed two hard slaps to each of Jen`s cheeks, "Don`t disobey or question me again. Understood?" she was almost growling as she spoke.

A whimpering Jen nodded frantically. Lynn`s demeanour changed in a flash. Moving close to Jen she ran her hand gingerly over the pink tinged flesh that she had just smacked. Her hand traced the crack of the prone woman's arse before disappearing between her legs. Dan saw Jen tense as Lynn located her slit. He was gaping now. His mouth open, his tongue dry. Lynn was fingering Jen tenderly in the front garden where anybody could drive past at any time. The fact they had seen no other cars apart from theirs and Jens was really not that comforting for Dan as he watched this tableau play out in the garden.

Whatever Lynn was doing to Jen it seemed to be having the desired effect as she began to shake, her knees quivering, and moans of pleasure were seeping through compressed lips. At one point Jen began to thrust her arse backwards as if to encourage Lynn`s fingers deeper. It took nearly five minutes before Jen let out a strangled, "Fuck. Fuck yes" Fucking hell don`t stop. I`m going to c....Aaaaaaaaaaaargh"

Jen was gripping the wall so tightly Dan could see that her knuckles were turning white. Lynn turned to where he was watching and put the two fingers that she had apparently used on Jen in her mouth and lewdly sucked off the blonde`s juice. Dan was so horny he even contemplated having a wank, but that would have been such a waste with two gorgeous women only a few feet away.

He saw Lynn take a shivering Jen by the hand and lead her towards the front door. He turned away from the window as the two women entered the lounge. "This is my husband Jen. We are going to make him very happy this weekend aren`t we?"

Breathlessly Jen answered, "Yes, erm, Minnie? What should I call you?"

This is Dan and I am Lynn. That should be OK for now."

Dan figured that Jen already knew where Lynn worked so it wouldn`t be too hard to find out her name, and by extension her husbands, so there was no increased danger in using their real names.

"You must be as hard as a rock darling after watching our little show. Would you like Jen to suck you off or do you want to fuck her first? My opinion is that a nice blow job is always the best way to start these sort of weekends. What do you think Jen? Want to blow my husband? You are the only one that has come so far."

Hesitatingly Jen stammered, I`m not sure erm Lynn. What would you like, erm Dan?"

Before he had a chance to speak Lynn interrupted, "Look Jen just suck him off. His come is delicious and while he recovers we can go upstairs and freshen up. Now get your lovely cock out hubby dearest and let our guest relieve some of the tension you must be feeling after watching out first little show."

Dan pulled his T-shirt off over his head and had just started to pull his shorts down when he heard Lynn warning Jen, "Now Jen darling. I don`t want to see one of those hurried blow jobs like you gave Terry the other Sunday."

"You saw that?" Jen`s voice was full of shock and mortification at the revelation.

"Of course. We both watched you do everything to make sure Terry came in double quick time. Now, I want you to give my husband a slow, sensual blow job that he will remember for a long time. Do you think you can manage that? I know you have it in you as I have seen you with your young studs at St Josephs."

Jen was blushing furiously now as she whispered, "I can do that Lynn. Your husband is a very good looking man."

"Yes he is, now get going."

Jen walked over to where Dan was waiting with his dick standing to attention. Sliding to her knees in front of him she gently grasped the shaft between two fingers and ran them up and down the veiny pole. Her touch was so gentle it felt like he was getting a hand job from the wind. Dan bit his lip. He was so aroused from watching the two girls in the garden he was afraid he was going to blow his load prematurely. Thankfully the early morning fuck with Lynn helped him contain himself.

Jen shuffled forwards on her knees and holding his dick with just two fingers she ran her tongue around the crown. Her hand released his pole and cradled his balls with the same featherlight touch just as her tongue located the tiny slit at the end of his cock and teased it for a minute or so. Only then did she open her mouth wide enough to allow his glans to enter. She let it rest on her tongue as she continued to tickle his scrotum.

Dan remained silent even though he was desperate to scream out, "Suck me you bitch!" Instead he thrust with his hips causing the head of his cock to slide over Jen`s static tongue. This offered some satisfaction but still not enough. Dan grabbed a handful of blonde hair. Looking down he saw Jen staring up at him with doe like eyes the colour of an azure sky. Was she smiling? Was she edging him on to use her. To fuck her mouth? At this point he was beyond caring. Taking a firm hold of her hair he forced himself inside, pulling her backwards and forwards as at last her lips closed around his shaft. Her eyes still twinkled as she stared up at him whilst he used her mouth. Pushing deeper and deeper until he heard her cough.

It was then that Jen reached up and touched his hand signalling that she needed no help. Dan released his grip as Jen rose up slightly, her jaw opened wide, and she slid down until her nose was touching his pubic hair. Jen held him there for longer than Dan could ever recollect a woman doing in his past, her fingers gently scratching his wrinkled ball sac with her painted nails, then with a woosh and a deep inhalation she released him. As his cock sprung free he felt himself coming. His knees nearly gave way as his cock fired four, and then five, thick strands of come all over Jen`s face. Dan slumped back into the armchair behind him.

As he lay panting in the chair he watched Lynn move quickly and share a spermy, tongue in mouth kiss with Jen that Dan was surprised to see was grudgingly reciprocated by Jen. Lynn used her tongue to lick each strand of his semen from the blonde girls face and then share it with her in passionate kisses. This continued until the only spunk left on Jen`s face was in her eye brows and eye lashes.

Lynn started to giggle now. "If this start is anything to go by this is going to be one sexy weekend. Now darling get some rest and drink some fluids as we`ll need more of your tasty come later, but for now we better get Jen cleaned up and into some sexy lingerie for you." She laughed loudly as she added, "We may be quite a time as I still need to get off, so relax and we will be back as quick as we can. Now come on Jen time for you to use those fantastic oral skills on my dripping pussy."

Dan saw Jen`s face drop. This was the part she had apparently been dreading. Sex with a man was seemingly OK judging by the experience he had just had, but now she was moving into unknown territory and Dan watched Jen`s body stiffen as Lynn grabbed her by the hand and basically dragged her from the room and up the tight staircase to the upstairs bedroom.

He had just wandered back into the lounge after downing nearly a litre of ice cold Evian when he heard a loud slap come from upstairs. The words Lynn said afterwards were inaudible, but her tone was anything but friendly. He was still wearing nothing but a smile as he tiptoed up the stairs to see what was going on. Half way up the stairs he heard the next smack, and this time he could hear Lynn as she was nearly shouting, "Now damn it! Use your tongue, your fingers anything, BUT MAKE ME COME!"

Dan reached the top of the stairs as he heard Jen almost sobbing, "Please Lynn. I don`t know how. I have never had sex with a woman. I don`t know if I want to!"

The slap that preceded Lynn`s reply was the loudest yet and then she growled, "I'm sure someone has gone down on you in the past. So you know what feels good, and what doesn't. Correct?"

Dan was at the door now and saw the blonde head nod. Jen`s hair was wet and hung in rat tails to her shoulders her eyes fixed on Lynn`s serious face.

"I`m warning you Jen. The deal was that you do whatever WE want. Not just Dan." She emphasised the WE with another smack on Jen`s rump that was turning a very bright shade of red. "Now get between my legs and start licking!" With that she grabbed a handful of Jen`s wet hair and shoved her forcefully face first against her groin. The action reminded Dan of how Terry had treated Jen that Sunday afternoon.

Lynn caught sight of Dan standing in the doorway and snarled, "Now you are in trouble. Dan is here now, and he spanks much harder than me so if I don't feel your tongue on my cunt in the next ten seconds I will let him spank you until I do." Lynn winked at Dan to let him know that this was all part of the game. Dan was just about to agree with his wife when Lynn let out a satisfied sigh and Dan saw the blonde head moving between his wife`s thighs.

Lynn lay back on the bed now, her stocking legs bent at the knee as she placed both the heels of her stilettos on Jens bare shoulders and gently dug them in to hold the other woman in place. Whatever her initial reticence Jen must have been doing a hell of a good job as Lynn gave Dan a running commentary of what was happening but hidden from his view by black nylon.

"That`s it Jen. Tongue the length of my slit. Poke it inside. Perfect. Are you sure you have never done this before. Oh! That`s good. I like it when you lick that sensitive skin between my cunt and arsehole. Feel free to tongue my arse. Aaaaaah! Yes just like that. You can finger me as well you know. Just one? I`m so wet I can probably take two or three. Oh my God. That`s it. Just like that. Don`t forget my clit. Suck it. Yes more. Yes harder. Don`t stop fingering me. Ooooooooooooooooooooh, now you are getting it. Just a little more. Harder on the cliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!"

Dan watched his wife shudder on the bed. He recognised the signs. His wife had come hard. This wasn`t a semi-faked one. This was an all-out mind blower. He knew her dominance and Jen`s subservience was as much a key to that as the three fingers in her cunt and the suction on her clit.

Jen turned to face him. Her mouth and chin smeared with his wife`s juices. There was a shy smile on her lips as she stared at Dan as if waiting for a compliment. His heart softened as he gave her what she craved, "Judging by Lynn`s reaction and the fact she hasn`t spoken I`d say you did pretty good for the first time. After this weekend I am sure you will be an expert as my wife has an insatiable sex drive. Don`t you darling?"

"Yes I do baby. I can also see that our little show has got you in the mood again. Where do you want to fuck her. First, which room. Second, which hole?"

Dan knew he was hard without looking. Staring down at Jen`s glowing bum he couldn`t wait for one of Lynn`s complicated scenarios. They would come soon enough. For now he just wanted to test drive that pussy and shoot his load. Without answering his wife he just heaved Jen up onto her knees, steadied his erection with one hand and slammed it home. Jen was tight. Tighter than Lynn. She was also wet, so obviously had been turned on by all that had happened. In all honesty it would be hard not to be in such a sexually charged atmosphere.

Jen was definitely more comfortable with this kind of sexual action as she shuffled around until she found the perfect position for him to shaft her from behind that gave her and Dan the maximum pleasure. Her butt shoved backwards powerfully at every one of his thrusts.

They were fucking with Lynn`s legs still spread wide on either side of them, so Dan used one hand to push Jen`s face back into his wife`s pussy as he slowed his stroke rate, but increased the force, so that every time he buried himself to the hilt Jen`s face was pushed hard against Lynn`s puffy pussy. Lynn clasped Jen`s head with a hand on either side and held it in place.

There had evidently been no hesitation on Jen`s part this time as Lynn`s eyes closed in delight. Dan glided gradually inside Jen once more and stayed with her wonderful tightness gripping his dick. He waited like this even as Jen bumped back against him encouraging him to continue. His hand ran around the imprint of Lynn`s hand on Jen`s right buttock that still marked the pale skin of Jen`s cheek. Jen winced at his touch so Dan bent forward and reached underneath her until he could feel the root of his own hardness. His fingers trailed upwards until he located the hard bud of her clitoris. Using the pads of two fingers he rubbed the nub as hard as he could until he felt Jen start to tremor beneath him, the tension around his cock increasing.

Lynn was mewling weakly, and Jen was now bucking violently. Her head still clamped by Lynn`s hands, Dan`s hard cock buried in her as deep as he could manage. Dan used all his powers of concentration to hold himself in place until Jen began to calm then thrust powerfully until he felt the glorious release of his spunk spurting inside her. This caused Jen to buck against him once more just as Lynn groaned coarsely through her own climax.

Dan let his speedily shrivelling penis slither from inside Jen, wiping the detritus across one of Lynn`s hand prints which made Jen cringe in pain. Lynn wasn`t done yet though as she flipped Jen onto her back and settled herself between her thighs.

The sounds she made as she used her tongue to find every drop of his seed were quite obscene, but also highly erotic to Dan`s ears. Dan was not surprised when his wife continued to busy herself on Jen`s snatch long after she must have imbibed all of his come. Jen must have been so stimulated that it took Lynn only a few minutes to have their blonde guest writhing frantically on the rumpled sheets.

It was a good ten minutes before anybody said anything as they all lay on the bed staring up at the wooden beamed ceiling. Of course it was Lynn who broke the silence, "Dan. Get a shower. Afterwards please go and open a nice bottle of wine and we will be down in a minute. And Dan. Please wash that gorgeous cock of yours especially thoroughly as we will be needing it again very soon!" The last bit was accompanied by a sly grin.

Dan washed himself thoroughly in the shower. He had a stupid grin on his face the whole time. Could any man get this lucky. Two stunning women that would do literally anything he wanted. Best of all was that his wife seemed to have an almost unlimited supply of sexy ideas, so he was in for a fantastic weekend.

Walking through the bedroom still wet from the shower he saw the two girls were still on the bed. Lynn was tenderly fingering Jen who seemed to have gotten over her fear of sex with women as she was kissing Lynn, her tongue nearly down his wife`s throat. Jen was making throaty cries as Lynn`s skilful fingers explored around and between Jen`s labia. Dan always found those sounds of a new woman in his bed extremely erotic and intriguing. No woman was ever the same or made the same noises when they were indulging in sex. Well not in his experience anyway. Dan left them to it and went to prepare the wine. It was a hot day so he didn`t dress, allowing his body to dry in the summer heat. Anyway he reasoned, he wouldn`t have them on long anyway!

Dan was half way down the stairs when Jen shrieked above. Another new sound to add to his scrapbook Dan thought with a tiny laugh to himself. He could tell Lynn`s climax vocalisation in a room full of women all coming at the same time, but Jen`s was harsher, coming more from her throat than her mouth with a raspy twang to it. Dan knew that he liked it and wanted to hear it again and again.

Dan decided to set out the wine in the back garden. Their was no one to see them as the fields were all empty. He found an ice bucket under the sink. Filled it with ice and cold water and carried it plus three glasses out to the tiny table surrounded by four wooden chairs. He had seen some pillows in the kitchen, and they seemed the right size for the chairs and would prevent anyone getting splinters in painful places. They were rapidly arranged on the chairs and Dan went back inside and sliced a baguette and some cheese for a light lunch. It was already early afternoon, and the sun was high in the sky, but thankfully the metal table was in the shade of five huge oaks.

Dan had nearly finished his first glass when the girls appeared and Dan nearly spat out his mouthful of crisp, white wine. Lynn was still wearing her black outfit, but now Jen was wearing a pale green bra and panties set with matching suspender belt. The belt held up pale grey stockings the colour of smoke. Dan recognised the shoes she was wearing as belonging to Lynn. Bright green four inch heels that she had bought for a wedding a few years ago. This wasn`t the only thing that made Dan go rigid in a heartbeat. The bra had holes for the nipples. Those nipples were as hard as granite and decidedly red. Dan suspected that Lynn had spent a few minutes pinching and squeezing them to obtain that look. The panties were missing the crotch and had been pulled up so tight that a gash of pink flesh was easily visible between swollen lips.