The Loft Conversion

"I've...oh God, I feel bad about admitting this..."

"Go on -- it's only a laugh."

"Well, OK...but promise you won't tell anyone. Especially Chris."

And so began the most amazing adventure...

***

My wife, Jane and I are friends with a couple -- Chris and Lucy. Jane went to school with Lucy and -- how can I put this? Lucy and Chris...they are of a religious persuasion. Straight. Dull, even. Lovely people, but let's just say not exactly party people.

Having recently moved, we invited them to stay for the weekend. As well as catching up with them, it gave us an excuse to show off the new house -- and my pride and joy -- its loft room which had become my den. Complete with sofa bed, desk and computer, I had big plans for this room -- but little did I realise what would happen in there within the first couple of weeks!

As I said, Chris and Lucy aren't exactly renowned party people, so I was pleasantly surprised when not only did they have a glass of wine, but they seemed to be on a mission to keep up with Jane and I. Before we knew it, we had demolished 5 bottles between us and Chris was sound asleep in his chair. Between us, Jane, Lucy and I managed to get him to the guest room and on to the bed. As Lucy began to pull the trousers off her sozzled husband, Jane began to make her excuses to leave but Lucy just laughed.

"Ha! Not much to see there anyway Jane! I wouldn't worry about it."

Lucy pulled off his jeans, leaving a totally collapsed Chris spark out in his boxers. I glanced at Jane and caught her eyeing up his crotch. I smiled and made a mental note to mention that later...Anyway, we returned to the lounge where we cracked open another bottle of wine. Soon enough, Lucy returned to her theme.

"I love Chris so much and don't get me wrong, I love the church too. It's a great community, everyone looks out for you. But I get bored. I love having a drink, this is the first time I've seen Chris drunk for ages. And as for sex..."

I looked over at my wife. I could see by the look on her face that she wasn't going to let that one go.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, he's so unadventurous. It's not like I want to be ravaged every night and swing from the chandeliers...but...it's just...well, he won't experiment.." Now I was shifting uncomfortably in my seat. I wasn't sure I wanted to hear any more...but Jane was on a roll.

"What do you mean?" She said. Again.

"The other night I asked him to do something, he went mental. Called me immoral and all sorts."

"What did you ask him to do?!" Jane leaned forward, grabbing her wine.

"No. I can't!" said Lucy, looking at me.

"Oh come on!" said Jane. "We're all friends here. Andy won't say anything, will you?" Jane looked at me shaking her head.

I shook my head.

"I've...oh God, I feel bad admitting this..."

"Go on, it's only a laugh"

"Well, OK. But promise you won't tell ANYONE. Especially Chris!"

"Of course!"

Lucy took a big swig of her wine, a deep breath and then exhaled.

"I asked him to spank me."

I nearly choked on my wine. Jane was less subtle.

"Christ, is that it?? Andy does that to me all the time, don't you love?"

My turn to be embarrassed now.

"Um...yeah..." I mumbled.

"Really?!" said a stunned Lucy

"It's no big deal." God, I loved her. "I reckon loads of people do it."

"Not me," said Lucy. "Not ever."

"Ah, bless" said Jane. "If you're nice to him, I'm sure Andy will do it to you."

Lucy giggled and blushed. I began to shift even more uncomfortably in my seat. Not so much because I was embarrassed, but because I could feel my cock beginning to stir under the strategically placed cushion on my lap.

"So what do you do?" Lucy looked straight at me, stroking the neck of her glass in a rather obvious way.

"Well," I said, "I normally get Jane to bend over and I give her a couple of slaps on the arse."

"Oh come on Andy" interrupted Jane. "You love it when I call you master and you call me a slut. You make it sound quite dull."

Jane turned to Lucy and proceed to talk her through what we get up to. Now I was shifting uncomfortably due to a rock hard cock AND embarrassment.

"We don't do it all the time, but I fucking love it when we do. He makes me feel humiliated, but really horny at the same time, don't you love? I just give myself to him and he does what he wants with me. We have a safe word, just in case I need him to stop, but other than that, he just goes for it. "

"What does he do?" asked Lucy. I was starting to feel a little left out here.

"Well he makes me strip and then stand in front of him totally naked. He makes me say stuff, like you know, stuff I've done, stuff I'd like to do -- fantasies I guess. Then he spanks me or sometimes whips me, calls me his slut, his whore and then gives me the fucking of my life."

"I wish Chris would do that." Lucy said, wistfully.

"Well I'm sure Andy would be more than happy to step into the breach wouldn't you?" Jane flashed me one of her wicked grins. She was horny, no doubt about it.

Lucy blushed. But then she gave me the filthiest look which took me by complete surprise. "Oh god, yes please!" she said.

Even Jane seemed taken aback -- for a second, anyway.

"Fuck. I mean, yeah. Andy take her up to the loft and punish her. Me too whilst you're at it."

I laughed and then realised that not only were they both deadly serious, but they were both horny as fuck too. Well, what would you do?

"OK then. Jane, take Lucy up to the loft room. Remove her clothes and then remove yours.

"Yes master"

"Good girl"

***

I watched the girls disappear, giggling up the loft ladder and then a thought popped into my head: Chris. I went to check on him -- he was prostrate on the bed, wearing just his boxers. I covered him with the duvet and closed the door behind me. I climbed the loft ladder, stopped and peered in.

"Christ, I can't believe I'm doing this! What would Chris say???"

Surely Lucy wasn't having second thoughts was she? Not a bit. Lucy gasped as Jane pulled her top over her head to reveal a nice big pair of breasts under a lacy white bra. Hmmm I thought, not bad. Not bad at all. Had to be at least a C cup. Unzipping Lucy's skirt, Jane knelt down to pull it over Lucy's curvy hips revealing a matching pair of briefs. I could just make out a thatch of dark pubes through the lacy material.

I decided to make my move and leapt up into the loft.

"Jane I thought I told you to undress Lucy and then undress yourself."

"You did master, I am"

"You're taking too long. Come here."

Jane looked at me and walked over. I grabbed her hair.

Lucy gasped.

"It's alright Lucy, Jane loves being treated a bit rough don't you?"

Jane nodded. "Mmm" she murmured.

"Now Jane, please remove your clothes and then you will be punished. Lucy sit yourself next to me."

I sat down on the sofa bed and patted the space next to me. Lucy self consciously sat next to me and crossed her arms. As I watched my beautiful wife undress, I whispered to Lucy.

"Just relax. If you want to stop at any time, we have a safe word -- 'red' OK? Say that and we'll stop immediately.

"OK, thanks. I'm just a little nervous."

By now Jane had stripped completely naked. She was touching her 34C tits and lightly brushing her shaved cunt. I watched Lucy watching her.

"Now then Jane, come here. Turn around"

Jane turned so that her pert arse was inches from my face.

"Lucy please go over to the chest of drawers over there and get me my whip from the second drawer. I intend to show Jane that it doesn't do to keep me waiting."

"OK"

"Lucy..."

"OK Master." Good. She was learning fast. I was beginning to think that I could have some fun with this one.

I watched Lucy as she walked across the room. Under those dowdy clothes she always wore, she had a great body. Slightly curvier than Jane, bigger tits and a great round arse. She found the whip and brought it over to me.

"Good girl. You're going to be master's favourite tonight"

"Thank you master"

"Unlike this slut." I brought the full force of the whip down on Jane's arse as I said the word 'slut'.

Jane flinched and emitted a short grunt.

THWACK! I brought the whip to bear again. I looked at Lucy who sat enthralled, her right hand thrust into the hem of her knickers.

"And what do you think you're doing, dirty slut?" I demanded

"I...um...I...er...I don't know" she said swiftly pulling her hand from her kickers.

"Pardon?"

"Oh, I..um.. don't know, master"

"Lucy. Remove your bra and knickers. Stand in the middle of the room please."

She did as she was bid and let her tits fall out of her bra. God she must have been double D. They were awesome. Her nipples were pink and erect. She removed her knickers to reveal a thatch of curly dark hair. Stood next to Jane, she was a real contrast. Curvier, taller, bigger tits, hairier. But just as horny.

I walked around her, inspecting my new slave. As I circled her, I pinched her hard nipples, causing her to moan gently. My cock was fighting to free itself from the restraints of my trousers.

"Bend over." I pushed Lucy over the bed. Her arse stuck up in the air, exposed. I slapped her hard and again, again, again. With my free hand, I gestured Jane over to free my cock. She was only too pleased, kneeling before me hungrily taking my dick into her mouth.

"Are you enjoying this slut?" I asked as I spanked Lucy again.

"Oh yes master!"

"Do you enjoy showing yourself off to other men?"

"I enjoy showing myself to you master"

"Good girl." I puled her up by the hair and gestured for her to join Jane on her knees. My two sluts then took turns in taking my cock into their mouths.

I looked down and saw Lucy's fingers slipped into her cunt. I pulled her up and threw her on to the bed.

"Have I said you could play with yourself?" I demanded.

"No master. I'm sorry master"

"Then why are you?"

"I'm horny master. Your cock is so much bigger than Chris' little dick. Oh god, please fuck me. Fuck me."

I looked over at Jane who by now had taken her vibrator out of the drawer and was fucking herself as if her life depended on it. With Lucy lying on the bed, legs spread, I took this as quite literally an open invitation and thrust my cock into her cunt. Whilst thrusting I pinched her nipples hard.

"You're a real slut, aren't you Lucy?"

"Oh god, yes I am. I'm a fucking dirty slut. Fuck me please. Hard."

"Is my cock bigger than your husband's?"

"Oh god yeah, so much bigger. So big. Don't stop. Fuck me. Fuck...yes"

As she came, I had to put my hand over her mouth to avoid waking up the neighbours -- let alone Chris. Simultaneously Jane screamed with release as she fucked herself.

I shot my load in Lucy's cunt, knowing that this was only the beginning. Lucy was converted and a new chapter had begun.