CHAPTER FIVE
Well, young lady, I won't deny my shock at seeing you like this, but if it excites you so be it.' Linda told her daughter. She was sitting on the bed idly running her finger-nails up and down Shona's thigh. I looked on in fascination and with a semi-erect cock, a fact that hadn't escaped Shona's notice. 'I must say, my darling daughter, you have excellent taste in cocks! Robbie's beasty looks quite magnificent, but you know that already.' Linda looked me straight in the eyes and said. 'Perhaps one day soon ...' her words faded away but carried an implicit promise.
Shona, embarrassed by her mother's words and actions turned her head away, struggling against her restraints.
'Mummy, I can't believe you just said that to Robbie.'
'No, don't turn away dear, look at how your boyfriend's cock is swelling, getting harder and look, see how his erection is beginning to throb and twitch as it grows. It looks in urgent need of attention, am I right, Robbie?'
I couldn't fathom whether Linda was simply teasing or setting the scene for something more positive. She moved her fingers from Shona's thighs to the short strands of her pubic fuzz, pulling at the individual strands
to make her daughter flinch.
'Mmm, you're going to have to shave all this off. I'm sure Robbie would like a smooth pussy.' She said looking at me. 'It's much nicer when you're tonguing, isn't it?' I nodded in agreement.
Shona turned her face to Linda shouting. 'Untie me!'
Linda ignored her daughter and instead trailed her fingernails across Shona's stomach to rest on her breasts, where she began to lift the nipples one at a time, twirling them between finger and thumb. I watched rapt as Shona's full breasts were lifted by Linda stretching them to their limit before releasing the swollen, elongated nipple causing the heavy breast to fall and undulate enticingly. Linda repeated the action mercilessly expecting her daughter to protest, but none came.
'Well, well, look at this Robbie; I do believe Shona is enjoying this.' Linda said in disbelief. 'You must remember this and enjoy yourself with them.' She left Shona's nipples alone. 'Now, I've just told Robbie that Freya is coming to stay for a few days. She will be here this afternoon. So, I want you two to calm down and get tidied up.'
'That's easier said than done.' I answered gripping my aching shaft and waving it at Linda. She thought about our needs and eventually gave in.
'Alright, make it a quick one.' Linda said untying Shona's restraints. 'I wouldn't mind seeing you both fucking again. In fact, I might assist Robbie when he cums. Would you mind if I wanked you to a climax all over Shona.'
'Linda, you bitch, you can wank me any time you feel like it.' I replied.
'Don't I get a say.' Shona said scrambling from the bed to get to the toilet. No sooner had Shona disappeared then Linda pulled me closer to her position on the edge of the bed. She spat on my cock and with two hands began stroking and twisting them up and down my shaft; I felt epic. Then I heard the disembodied voice of Shona calling out from the toilet begging Linda and me not to start anything until she got back.
Linda continued to stroke my cock, which made me feel weak at the knees. She wore cream dress with a fitted bodice that accentuated her figure and white high-heels to complete her image of sexual sophistication. I told her how classy she looked.
'That's kind of you to say so, Robbie.' Linda replied dribbling more saliva over my knob. 'I actually feel stunning too, well pleased with myself.'
Feeling further emboldened, even though I was stark naked, I asked her.
'As a matter of interest and to satisfy my naughty mind, are you wearing frivolous lingerie beneath that dress? Perhaps one of the sets I saw in the laundry basket?' This made Linda smile.
'As a matter of fact I am the cream silk with stockings. Would you like to see my stocking tops?'
'Oh, yes please, Linda.' I answered breathlessly. 'Oh yes please.' She was making me tremble with excitement and anticipation and I feared for my self-control; I was so near to cumming. Linda released her hold on my cock raise her dress. Then, shuffling her rear in order that she didn't sit on the skirt and crumple it, she showed off her stockings. 'Linda, your legs look fabulous .' I couldn't believe I was saying these things to my girl-friend's mother and temporary landlady.
'They are words I love to hear, Robbie, but if I parted my legs you would be able to see my panties too.' Linda laid back her weight on her elbows. Opening her legs she raised her feet onto the bed placing the soles of her shoes together. I gazed down at the triangle of cream silk wanting to run my fingers over the material that covered her pussy, but Linda halted my craving hands. 'No, Robbie, not yet, if you want to cum over my panties I'll allow you. But my pussy is out of bounds, at least for a little while.'
I swore.
'Oh fuck, Linda.' I implored taking hold of my shaft and stroking it. 'Oh fuck you look gorgeous.' My desire settled itself into a regular rhythm, as I worked my fist faster, Linda's lacy stocking tops and silk panties holding my attention; I had a notion that underneath the cream silk she was as smooth as the proverbial and I wanted the taste of her silk panties in my mouth.
Suddenly, the tantalising tickle in my cock brought me to reality. I was about to climax and pumped faster. The satisfaction I felt as I climaxed and squirted cum was fantastic. I splashed spunk over her stocking tops and panties, my hot cum making her squeal in surprise as globules of it landed on the naked flesh above her stocking tops. I felt a beautiful relief flow through my mind and body at that moment of ejaculation and when the final spasm faded and I watched my sperm trickling down her thighs and staining the cream silk of her panties, I felt invincible. Even Shona's blustering reappearance didn't dampen my feelings.
'I knew I couldn't trust you two,' she exclaimed. 'I turn my back and you're up my mother's skirt! Fuck, I bet your tongue's been in her pussy, too, I can see her panties are wet!'
Linda pushed me away and smiling at her daughter said. 'It's time you and your boyfriend got dressed.'
CHAPTER SIX
Linda's friend Freya arrived later that afternoon to a warm reception. It was obvious there was an age gap between her and Linda, but it didn't detract from the fact that Freya was a very attractive lady, whose mature voluptuousness rendered her luscious in my eyes. Slimmer than Linda and slightly taller with bobbed blonde hair, Freya was dressed in slacks and a flouncy green chiffon top that was so transparent it took me by surprise, because it showed her white lacy bra filled so beautifully! After being introduced, Freya insisted I sit next to her on the sofa and I soon discovered she was a touchy feely kind of woman, which I didn't mind one bit.
Being the only male in a room with three lovely ladies, all of whom possessed different traits, it was impossible not to fantasise on a scenario whereby we were involved in an orgy of sex, which made concentrating on any conversation very difficult. I had to admit that Linda, who was still wearing the cream dress from earlier, and Freya in her chiffon top, made a great pairing of sophisticated elegance.
It was agreed that we ate out that evening and I naturally insisted it would be my treat. But Freya would have none of it. She said, that either she treated us all or we didn't go. In the end I backed down and Linda booked a table at an Italian restaurant, where, she said, they served the best tiramisu outside that country.
At the restaurant I found myself sitting between Linda and Freya, much to Shona's annoyance, in a circular booth in a corner of the room. I quickly discovered that the tablecloth provided the bonus of privacy, which Linda's hands were swift to casually explore. Initially it was just thigh-stroking and playing footsie, but as her fingers became more animated disturbing the table cloth, Freya caught sight of what we were doing and she too wanted a piece of me. Linda didn't object and I soon found myself with an uncontrollable erection of epic proportions, a ramrod cock that Freya was unashamedly stroking through my trousers. I looked around the restaurant at other diners to see if they were aware of our activity, but no one was interested in us and I couldn't deny the risk element was hiking up the excitement alarmingly.
For the evening Freya had chosen to wear a wrap-over dress, which plunged daringly to expose a very nice cleavage. Linda wore a figure hugging dress in satin with a very short hemline, which meant it was a struggle to get my hand between her thighs, until she hitched the skirt higher leaving her stocking tops in clear view. Freya on the other hand - no pun intended - was able to part her legs with ease, when my fingers began exploring between knees and stocking tops, the two halves of the wrap-over dress accommodating my hand nicely.
It didn't take long for Shona to catch on to what her mother and Freya were doing to me and she took on an aggrieved look. She was just about to object when Freya quickly took command of the situation. Calming Shona, Freya took her hand and placed it under her skirt next to mine. It was a defining moment of salacious behaviour, Shona's hand sandwiched with mine between the thighs of another woman, in this instance, Freya's. Excitement swiftly overtook rational thought, as our fingers jointly sought Freya's stocking tops and beyond.
However we managed to eat the meal was beyond me.
After the pasta dish and while awaiting the meat course, we returned to our salacious activities, this time with Freya's hand up Shona's skirt, and by the look on Shona's face I'd say she was inside her panties too. Knowing what Freya was doing to Shona, I went in search of Freya's pussy and was excited to discover she was moist and juicy. But we suddenly had to desist when the waiter took our dessert order, our flushed faces and heavy breathing surely alerting him to something going on beneath the table. When the waiter had departed our fingers went back to exploring Freya's welcoming pussy while Linda was trying to undo my fly zipper ... it was all getting out of hand. Thankfully, one of the women - I can't recall who - suggested we finish up as quickly as possible and get the fuck home to do things properly.
