The Party (Julie 3)
he day after I had fucked Julie on her stairs (see She's a Plaything) her husband went off to camp for 3 weeks with the TA, I left it till I knew he had gone then I went round to see her, she was in a good mood due partly to him going away which she always enjoyed and partly to me fucking her the night before.
Although Julie was a friend of my wife's she had always seemed to me to be a slapper who had got pregnant and then found a reasonably well off guy and conned him into marrying her, she walked around telling everyone how well off she was and yet I doubt if there was a single thing in her house that wasn't stolen second hand or begged from someone else.
As I went into her kitchen she threw her arms round my neck and gave me a kiss "Coffee." she said as she released me.
"Yes but not here." I said, "Have you still got those cargo trousers you used to wear?"
"Yes." she replied "Why?"
"Don't ask questions just get them." I said.
She went off and returned a moment later with the cargo's. I hated those thing's with a vengeance but they were going to serve a purpose.
"Pull the pockets out." I said
As she tugged the lining out I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut it out.
"Put them on and remember no pant's," I said "And then come round mine."
I went home and waited for her, five minutes later she knocked on the door and I let her in, standing behind her I put my hand in her pocket and went straight to her pussy giving it a quick stroke "That's it, perfect," I said, "Lets go."
We got in the car and I drove to the town where we went into the busiest café, I got us each a cup of coffee and found a table to sit at, it was by no means secluded but it was ideal for what I wanted "Now put your hands in your pockets and masturbate till you come." I said.
"I cant," she said, "I mean I don't know if I can, not here."
I moved forward, my face an inch from hers, "If it had been a request," I said, "I would have said please so unless you want a slap get on with it."
Her gaze dropped to her lap, slowly she put her hand in her pocket and spread her legs, I could see her hand working on her clit, her breathing changed and she closed her eye's, a moment later she opened them and said, "Oh you bastard, it's working."
I smiled "Keep your eye's open or someone will know what your doing" I said.
"It's not the same with my eye's open." she said.
"Look around," I said "Is anyone looking at you"
Her head jerked around the café checking to see if she had been noticed "No I don't think so." she said finally
The thought of being seen must have excited her because her hand was moving faster now.
"Oh you bastard." she whispered, "I'm gonna come" Her eye's were glazed so I knew she was close
"Whatever happens don't stop." I said, "It looks to me like those guy's over there know what your doing, I think they may want to join in" The look on her face was a picture but she kept going, nobody knew what was going on but the thought was enough to heighten her senses.
I took a sip of coffee, "Not that they would worry you cos you're a fucking slag, you'll fuck anyone wont you" I said.
She nodded her head "Yes," she said "I'm a slag Mike I'm a slag" her hand going faster now noticeable to anyone who got close enough.
"If they came over now you would be on your hands and knee's begging them to fuck you like the bitch your are wouldn't you whore?" I asked, loud enough for anyone close by to hear
Her eye's darted around to see if anyone heard but her hand kept going. "Yes I would, all of them anything they wanted, anything." she said, I could see her hand moving faster and then she closed her eye's holding her breath for a while and then letting it out in one long gasp followed by rapid breathing till her hand stopped moving "Oh jeez that was fucking awesome, how do you think of all this stuff it just gets better and better." she said exhausted.
"It's the danger and the lack of control, your not to blame, I am so it heightens the thrill." I said, "Now go over to those two guy's and tell them what you just did and say it was because they turned you on so much." The two guy's were the closest people to us and had been glancing over at Julie on and off since I raised my voice earlier.
"Nooo!" she said "I cant"
I grabbed her wrist and squeezed it until she cried out "You will," I said, "Or I will give you to them to play with for the rest of the day"
I let her go as a tear of pain ran down her cheek, "Ok!" she said softly, "Ok I'll do it." We both stood up to leave, with a big smile on her face she went up to them and told them what she had done, brushing her hand across their cheeks as she walked away. I smiled and shrugged my shoulders at them. We left them with mouth's wide open.
Next I took Julie to a clothes shop, as we moved around the shop I picked up a short tartan skirt and a white lacy sun top that was very low cut and had a couple of buttons in the front. "Take these to the men's changing room." I said "Leave the curtain open a bit, try them on and make sure you get seen, strip naked before you put them on and do it slowly"
"But someone will see me they may know me." she said, and then realising what she had done added, "Sorry, yes alright."
The changing room's were situated in a corner of the large shop. She took the clothes and went to change, I followed at a distance, she went into the cubicle and pulled the curtain closed, I felt my anger rise, then she opened them slightly, she looked at the back wall, the large mirror reflecting her worried feature's. She took a deep breath and then started to strip. There were a couple of men looking at clothes, one had noticed Julie go into the cubicle and had moved closer as she started to strip, he kept giving glances and then checking to see if anyone else had noticed, seeing that he was the only one to see he moved even closer, now he only had a single rack of clothes between himself and Julie, she knew he was watching her face was all red, her hand's trying to cover herself up as she stripped.
I grabbed a pair of jeans and moved to the cubicle next to her, making sure she saw me. I pulled the curtain closed. "Julie, can you hear me?" I asked quietly.
"Yes." she replied a little breathless
"Turn around, let him see you." I said "Play with him, tease him and when you've got the clothes on go out and ask him what he thinks, do you hear"
"Yes." she said "Yes I hear." her demeanour was of complete humiliation.
I took the jeans back to where I had picked them up and watched her as she first of all noticed me and then as she started to tease him, slowly to begin with and then more openly, the other man had noticed what was going on now and stood next to the first touching the clothes but looking at her as she bent over and removed her trousers and naked stood running her hands over her small firm tit's. She took the skirt and bending over stepped into it, swaying her hips as she slid it up her legs and over her buttock's, all the time looking at the two men, she took the sun top and slipped her arms into it and done the two buttons up.
The skirt was extremely short and the sun top was not only low cut it left the midriff bare, she stepped out of the cubicle and walked up to the two men who were standing next to each other and said, "What do you think, did I look good?" and then with a big smile added "Did you like what you saw" and she deliberately looked down at their crotches, which if they were anything like me contained a huge erection. She teased them for a couple of minute's, running her hand's over her body and lifting the hem of the skirt and then turned round and walked back to the cubicle, the two men followed and as Julie went to pull the curtain shut they stood in the way, she hesitated for a minute but saw me behind the two men and started to strip, panic written all over her face.
Facing them she slowly removed the top first and then dropped the skirt, as the skirt hit the floor the two men made a grab for her, pushing into the cubicle and pinning her to the back wall, I walked over and stood in the doorway looking at the panic on her face.
They were rough with her caution gone at the sight of her naked flesh, tearing at her tit's and roughly grabbing at her pussy. "Excuse me gents," I said calmly, "but she's with me, if you want to fuck her you're gonna have to pay."
"Wha…" man one stammered, "What do you mean, pay?"