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   The Seminar - Part1.

   In late 1999 I was sent by my firm to a technical seminar on the south
coast of England.  I was booked into a grand, if rather old, hotel for four
nights and it was there that this story begins.

   I am a thirty-four year old female who works as an Internet security
advisor to a number of clients and as part of my job attend various
seminars and conferences in order to keep up to date with technical
advances.  I am single, 5' 5" tall, slim, with shoulder length brown hair
and a slim figure.  Not quite petite but certainly small.  Sexually I am
fairly experienced having tried most things at one time or another.  Of
particular regard to this story is the fact that as well as enjoying a good
man fuck from time to time, I also have a taste for younger women,
preferable in their teens or early twenties.  Not for me some butch
bull-dyke who hates all men and dresses like a refugee from the marines.  I
find it a particular turn on to be able to introduce other women to the
joys of lesbian sex.

   My taste for lesbian sex grew from a number of chance encounters I had
whilst I was working for a couple of years in London.  As to my choice of
younger women, I guess that's because I like to dominate.  Its part of my
character I suppose, and being in charge of situations, particularly sexual
ones, gives me a sense of security in that my bisexuality won't be
disclosed against my wishes.

   Anyway, back to my story.  I had been feeling `on heat' for a few weeks
having not had any sort of sexual relationship in the past three months. 
As the time for this seminar approached, the thought of a week in a hotel
had begun to fire fantasies within me.  I always enjoyed the anonymity of
hotel stays.  In hotels I felt uninhibited, I was prepared to enter into
sexual encounters that I would never consider in my home town and in hotels
I had, by chance, experienced some of the best sex of my life.  All this
had made me, as I say, start to fantasise about sexual potentials and in
particular whether I might meet any suitable young women to have some
bisexual fun with.

   I checked-in about 7.30 p.m.  on the Monday evening and having carried
out the necessary formalities I made my own way to my room.  I never used
hall porters as they always seemed to be leering at female guests with the
arrogance of youth that made them believe ever women who checked in wanted
to get fucked by them or one of their mates.  Now as it happens I was quite
prepared to be fucked during my stay but it wouldn't be by some spotty
faced porter.

   For me this was to be a week of hard work, sure, but also a week of
pampering; good food, good wine and just maybe some time in the company of
another women.  Who knows, I would just have to wait and see.

   I decided, having arrived somewhat late, that I would shower and take
supper in my room rather than go down to the restaurant.  That would allow
me an early night and ensure I was well prepared for the first day of the
seminar.  Fortunately I wasn't making any presentations only attending
other peoples so I could pretty much pick and choose those parts of the
seminar that interested me and make good use of the spare time that
offered.

   Having showered, I dressed again, chose my meal and called room service
to order.  I was told the meal would take around twenty minutes to prepare
and set about trawling through the seminar schedule whilst I waited.

   Finally there was a knock at my door.  I went to answer.  I quickly
checked the security view hole and saw that my order was delivered not by a
porter but a maid.  This was unusual since for safety of their staff most
hotels sensibly tend to send porters to deliver room service.  It was the
expectance of a man bringing my food that had made me get dressed again
after my shower.  If you go to the door in a robe you get all the leering
crap again.

   I couldn't make out much about the girl other than she was dark haired.
Quickly tidying myself, I opened the door, said "Hi" and beckoned her in,
instructing her to place the tray next to the bed.  As she walked across
the room I was captivated.  She was about seventeen or eighteen, I would
guess, and around 5' 3" tall.  She had a gorgeously petite figure, small
hips, very small breasts and wore her hair bobbed.  In short she was
somewhat boyish in appearance which was my absolute favourite when it came
to girls.  I was kicking myself for having re-dressed after my shower.

   I wasn't prepared to make any move on her since I hadn't been expecting
her but I did at least make sure I got her name.

   "Thanks", I said breaking the ice, "that was quick service."

   "Your welcome madam" she replied politely.

   "I didn't expect a beautiful young thing like yourself to bring my tray,
its usually one of those spotty boys!", I continued.

   I think my use of the word beautiful threw her as she looked embarrassed
and confused at the same time.

   "Sorry", she said, "it's just we are a bit short staffed and the duty
manager said you were a lady guest and asked if I would mind bringing your
food up."

   "Oh don't apologise", I said gently, "I would much prefer to see you and
sorry if I embarrassed you.  I didn't mean to, its just you struck me as
being a very attractive young women and it just slipped out.  And hey!, if
we girls can't compliment each other who can," I added jokingly.

   She seemed to relax a bit more as I reached for my purse and handed her
a very generous tip.

   "That's great!" she said surprised.

   "Don't mention it, if you look after me personally during my stay I'll
make sure you're well rewarded" I responded, emphasising the word
`personally' to see if there was any reaction.  Sadly there wasn't and she
started for the door.

   "What's you name, by the way?" I asked as she reached the door.

   She turned and told me that her name was Rachelle and added that she
would make sure that I was well looked after.  With that she left.  I knew
right then that I would be seeing a lot more of Rachelle during the week
ahead.

   I ate my meal and having finished, undressed to my panties and put on a
robe.  I then lay on my bed and started to flick between TV channels. 
There was the usual rubbish on and my mind once again started wondering to
sexual matters.  I muted the TV and closed my eyes remembering Rachelle and
imagining her without her uniform.  As I did so my right hand wandered
inside my robe and started to massage by nipples.  First the left until it
was fully erect and then the right.  I just loved rubbing my nipples
imagining it was Rachelle's hand doing the massaging.  After some ten
minutes of playing with my breasts my hand wandered to and inside by
knickers.  I kept my pussy hair very short so that I got maximum feeling in
my lips and clit.  I gently parted the lips and inserted my middle finger
into my cunt whilst pressing on my clit with my thumb.  I find I can keep
this up for ages and ages with waves of enjoyment just breaking over me. 
All the time building myself to orgasm.  Sometimes I have done this for an
hour or more before finally bringing myself off but this time it would be
much briefer.  As I said, I have been on heat for weeks and the beauty of
Rachelle's nude body in my imagination was bringing me to a fast climax.  I
raised my hips from the bed and tore off my knickers casting them to the
floor.  Then pushing four fingers into my cunt and pressing and rubbing
hard on my clit I orgasmed violently.  My whole body just shook and huge
amount of juices flowed onto my hand and my robe.

   I rolled over and looked at the clock and saw it was still only 9.30
p.m. There was no way I was going right through tonight without some more
sex and whilst I just loved masturbation it wasn't going to be enough.  I
figured it was too late to go down to the bar to see if there were any
likely candidates for my passion so the only person I knew in the hotel was
Rachelle.

   I cleaned myself up, put on a fresh pair of knickers and wrapping myself
in my robe, phoned room service again.

   "Hi, Its Miss Johnstone in room 347, I would like a bottle of wine sent
to my room please.  Chianti would be fine.  Oh and I am rather nervous of
staying in hotels alone" I lied, "so could you make sure it's a maid rather
than a porter who delivers the bottle.  Would that be okay?"

   "Of course madam," said the room service manager, "I think we have a
maid still on duty, at least long enough to make one more room service
delivery."

   I hoped to god it would be Rachelle but thought it may raise suspicion
to ask for her by name.  Anyway I was so horny I figured I might try it on
with any maid they chose to send.

   As I waited I started rubbing my pussy again.  It was still soaking wet
and starting to drip down my thighs as I paced the room with a hand in my
knickers.  This time the knock came within only a few minutes.  I pulled my
robe closed and went to the door and looked once again through the
spy-hole.

   God!, oh god, my luck was in.  It was Rachelle again.  I quickly opened
the door almost afraid that she would walk away if I didn't respond
quickly. I was surprising myself; normally I am cool and in command but
Rachelle was making me act like a naughty teenager.

   Rachelle smiled and walked into my room holding a tray upon which was
the bottle of wine and two glasses.

   "Two glasses?" I enquired.

   "Its standard policy" Said Rachelle, "in case guests are entertaining
someone, if you know what I mean."

   "That's very thoughtful", I said, adding, "Sadly no such luck for me. 
I'm alone so one glass would have done.  I just thought a little wine would
help me relax before bed.  I don't suppose you would care to join me?  but
I suppose you have to get back" I added answering my one question.

   "Well I shouldn't really.  The manager doesn't like us fraternising with
guests but I have just finished my shift so yeah, why not, I'll have a
glass with you."

   I had to take things slowly so as not to appear too keen.  I didn't want
to scare Rachelle away.  I invited her to sit down and opened the wine. 
Pouring two glasses, I passed her one and sat down on the end of my bed
with the other.  I was directly opposite her and maybe four feet away.  I
knew that my robe was only loosely tied and made sure that Rachelle could
at least see a hint of breast exposed as I started to generally chat to
her. I asked about her, how she came to be working at the hotel and she
responded by asking how long I was staying and what line of business I was
in.  In short the usual sort of polite conversation between two people who
didn't know each other.  During the conversation I poured Rachelle more
wine and kept her glass full.

   After twenty or thirty minutes of chatting Rachelle was much more
relaxed and had kicked off her shoes.  For myself I had made sure she had
got a good look at my breasts each time I topped up her glass.  As I did so
I noticed her looking and smiled at her as she realised I had seen her.

   "So Rachelle", I asked, "do you have a boyfriend locally, perhaps
working in the hotel?"

   "No," she replied, "I'm not going steady at the moment."

   "What a beautiful girl like yourself and no boyfriend!" I said in mock
surprise.

   "Well working shifts is not good for a social life.  That's why its so
nice to be invited to share your wine." She said smiling.

   "You're welcome", I said, "but I have to say that I do feel somewhat
underdressed.  I hope you don't mind me sat here in just a robe.  I've just
realised I have been flashing my breasts all evening", I added pretending
to coyly cover myself up said that I hoped I hadn't embarrassed her.

   "Not at all.  Its nice to relax when you're drinking good wine, I only
wish I could get out of this horrid little uniform" she said and then
realising the implications of her words added, "you know, having been in it
all day."

   I snatched at the opportunity.  "Don't feel you can't on my account. 
There's a spare robe in the bathroom.  Help yourself.  Relax."

   "Really, would that be okay?"

   I told her that of course it would but on one condition.  I took the
chance and said, "you've seen my tits all night now how about me seeing
yours.  The robe is yours as long as you let me watch you put it on."

   It was too late now I had committed myself.  I waited for Rachelle's
reaction.  Would she be disgusted and leave?  She hesitated, looked at me,
said nothing for a few moments and then said, "Okay, why not be a little
naughty.  Wine always makes me a bit silly.  I'll show you mine if you show
me yours" she joked in a child like voice.

   With that she got up and fetched the robe before returning to the room.

   I squirmed as she came back in from the bathroom.  I was going to get to
see this beautiful girl undress before me.  I think she thought it was just
a bit of alcohol induced high jinx.  I don't think she had the faintest
idea that I wanted her so badly.

   Rachelle stood in front of me and a few feet away.  With her back
slightly towards me she started to undo the buttons of her little white
blouse and taking it off placed it carefully over the back of a chair.  She
giggled, enjoying the tease, and then placing her fingers in the waistband
of her short skirt eased it over her slight hips and dropped it to the
floor.  This too she carefully placed over the chair back.  She now stood
before me in black tights under which I could see a pair of skimpy white
knickers and a matching white bra, although given the size of her breasts
she really didn't need one.

   At this point Rachelle didn't seem sure about going any further so I
prompted her to remove her tights suggesting that she would never be
comfortable with those on.  She agreed and pulled them off but once again
stopped at this point.  For myself I made sure my robe was now very open at
the top so that Rachelle could see my breasts fully exposed.

   "Come on" I joked, "remember you promised to show me yours if I showed
you mine.  Let's see those titties."

   Again she looked hesitant.

   I decided not to push but to encourage her and asked if there was
anything wrong.

   "Well, its.....its sort of....well I'm a bit embarrassed to tell the
truth" she said.

   "Embarrassed!  Why ever would you be embarrassed about such a gorgeous
figure." I said.

   "It's my breasts, they're too small.  Not like yours.  I embarrassed to
show you them."

   "Nonsense Rachelle!  As I said you have a gorgeous figure and you should
be very proud of your body.  From what I can see I think your breasts are
lovely and I promise I really would like to see them.  Go on, let me see
them, please." I said very gently.

   Rachelle smiled at my kind words and raising her arms behind her back
unclipped her bra and gently removed it letting me see her as she did so.
True her breasts were tiny but nonetheless they were very attractive and
for a girl of her build they were perfectly proportioned.  She really was
as lovely as I had imagined in my fantasies.

   "There, that wasn't so bad was it?  Now you can relax properly", I said
handing her the robe.

   Rachelle put it on and sat down in the chair not bothering to tie the
robe cord.

   I suggested we finish the bottle of wine and standing to pour her a
final half glass I made sure my own robe fell completely open so that
Rachelle could see my whole figure.  Like she, I still had my panties on
which by this time were really quite wet from my excitement.  As I walked I
could feel that my nipples were very erect as they rubbed against the towel
of the robe.

   "You've got a very nice figure yourself, Miss Johnstone", Rachelle said
politely as I poured her drink.

   "Thank you Rachelle" I responded noting how she addressed me and
deciding that I quite liked the formality.  It kind of emphasised
Rachelle's submissiveness and that really turned me on.

   "Of course" I continued in a light-hearted tone, "we haven't really
concluded our little game have we.  You know - `I'll show you mine if you
show me yours'.  I suppose if I were to show you everything then you would
have to match me or else you lose!"

   I didn't give Rachelle a chance to reply.  Sitting back down on the bed
I simply pulled by knickers down, took them off and sat in front of
Rachelle with just my open robe remaining and giving her a full view of my
pussy.

   Make or break I thought!  "Go on.  Match that!" I said looking her
directly in the eye but with a friendly smile.

   Rachelle said nothing but with a beautifully coy smile, stood, pulled
off her own knickers and sat down again.  This was turning into a game of
poker.  Who would fold first?

   I let the robe drop from my shoulders and spread my legs a little
further.  Rachelle followed suit.

   I licked my fingers and then taking a nipple in each hand started to
play with my breasts.  Again without a word Rachelle copied me.

   Lets get sexual I thought as I lowered my hand to my cunt and started to
openly masturbate myself in front of this beautiful girl.

   Rachelle watched me for a couple of minutes and then started to
masturbate her own pussy.  She spread he lips fairly wide and used the flat
of her hand to rub herself vigorously.  We both watched each other and
smiled broadly.  It was a very sexual and yet a very gentle situation.  Two
women just enjoying their own bodies and putting on a show for each other.
At the same time the `poker' element was still there.  How far would she
go?

   I sank off the side of the bed and onto my knees on the floor.  Then
slowly rolling onto my back I lay on the floor and lifted my legs in the
air.  Rachelle now had a full view of my cunt and arse.  Then I continued
masturbating but this time also pushed a finger into my own arse hole and
started pumping.  Rachelle looked a little taken aback but also got on the
floor and laying on her back continued to frig herself.  We were both now
nearing our orgasms as I shouted to her "What about your bottom.  You don't
have a finger in your bottom."

   "I don't want to so that!", she shouted back as she started to jerk her
hips.

   "If you don't match me you lose, go on fuck your arse with a finger."

   It was too late, Rachelle was in full flow of orgasm.  Her hips were off
the floor and her muscles tightened as she screamed and groaned and frigged
herself.  It was a glorious site to see and took me over the edge into my
own orgasm.

   We both lay on the floor, panting and sweating from our exertions.  I
crawled over to Rachelle and kissed her gently.  "That was fun wasn't it?
Glad you stayed for the wine?" I asked.

   "Oh yes", she whispered.

   "Unfortunately Rachelle, we must not forget you lost our little game." I
said.

   "What do you mean, lost?" she asked.

   "Well you didn't do everything I did.  I didn't see you finger fuck your
bottom.  That means you lose and I win!" I stated rather more firmly.

   "And what do I lose, Miss Johnstone?" she said playfully but with that
submissive tone again.

   "You lose your equality, is what you lose!  For the rest of this week
you will be my servant."

   "But I already am.  I'm a maid for God's sake!" she said.

   I continued, "You don't understand Rachelle, I mean you will be my
sexual servant.  For the rest of my stay we shall spend as much time
together as possible, including your time off and you shall do my sexual
bidding.  How do you feel about that?"

   Rachelle seemed to enjoy the possibility and looking me sweetly in the
eye simply purred, "Yes Miss Johnstone."

   "Now for tonight you will stay with me.  We shall share my bed and we
shall fuck all night.  And Rachelle, you will finger your own arse or I
will do it for you.  Is that clear?"

   "Yes, Miss Johnstone."

   Rachelle and I spent the most glorious night together exploring each
others bodies, friggingh ourselves, frigging each other and making good use
of the vibrator I always carried with me to seminars.  And yes, late into
the night she did get to finger fuck her own arse whilst I licked her to
orgasm.

   As we awoke Rachelle got up and dressed quickly to get downstairs to
start her shift.  I simply put on a robe and walked her to the door.  As
she left I told her to come to my room at 7 p.m.  when her shift ended.

   "Yes Miss Johnstone." She said with a smile.

   I lent forward, my tits swinging in full view and kissed her on the lips
just at the very moment when the guest in the room opposite open their door
to pick up their morning paper.  It was a women who looked at me, took in
the whole scene in an instant and quickly closed her door.  Rachelle looked
worried and hurried off to work.  For myself I thought, what the fuck!  So
she saw me kissing Rachelle and probably realised that we had spent the
night together.  Did it really matter that a stranger in a strange town
knew I was bisexual.

   I would find out in due course............................



   The Seminar - Part2.

   Nine-thirty saw the start of my seminar day with an initial presentation
on Denial of Service hacker threats.  Whilst the talk was interesting and
professional I couldn't really concentrate thinking of Rachelle and the
night we had just spent together.

   After a couple of hours we broke for coffee and I wandered into the
anti-room and grabbed a cup of strong black coffee.  I made my way to the
back of the room near the doors out onto a sun terrace to enjoy the view
and clear my mind in the hope that I would start concentrating on my work.
As I stood drinking I felt a tap on the shoulder and turned to see a women,
in her late forties perhaps, smiling at me.  She introduced herself as
Claire and asked if I was enjoying the seminar thus far.

   I responded politely, feeling in some way as if I knew her or at least
had made her acquaintance.  We continued our chat for a few minutes when I
asked her, by way of conversation, if she was staying in the hotel.

   Claire responded, "Yes, I'm in room 340 just across the hall from you!".

   The penny dropped.  I stuttered, "Oh yes, I saw you this morning didn't
I, picking up your newspaper...." And trailed off into an embarrassed
silence.  I could feel myself flushing red.

   "Indeed you did!" she replied, "and you're the woman I saw kissing the
maid goodbye, presumably after spending the night with her, are you not?".

   Her frankness made me even more embarrassed.  I didn't know what to say
but Claire broke the silence by continuing, "pretty little thing isn't she.
What's her name".

   "Rachelle." I said, before even thinking about it.

   "And am I right about you and her?"

   "Look!", I said quietly, "shall we continue this conversation on the sun
terrace?", worried that people may be over hearing what we were saying.

   Claire and I walked out onto the terrace where she said, "So am I
right?"

   I looked at her silently, she was well kept, in her late forties, as I
said, about 5' 6" tall with a very good figure.  Her breasts were fairly
big for her frame but not huge and her hair was long and lightly permed. 
After the initial silence I decided to respond as frankly as she was
asking. Whilst she wasn't my usual type I thought her attractive and
figured she would hardly be asking such leading questions unless she too
had some interest in me, sexually that is.

   "Yes you are right.  Rachelle did spend the night in my room.  Does that
interest you?", I asked.

   "If it did, would that be okay with you?" she replied.

   "Yes I think it would be okay with me."

   We were both being careful what to say, neither of us wanting to say the
words so I decided to move the conversation on by asking Claire if she was
`that way inclined'.

   "Look, I think we are both talking about the same thing here.  I'm not a
lesbian, but I am bisexual and if you might be interested in some company
during this week then I would certainly be keen for us to get to know one
another a little better."

   This seemed to break the ice and Claire responded by saying that she
would certainly like to spend some time with me but questioned whether she
was my type in light of the fact that Rachelle was so young.  I whispered
to her that whilst my preference was generally for younger girls I thought
her most attractive and re-iterated that if she wanted some company then I
was `game'.

   "Splendid!" she said in a posh voice, "how about we meet this evening?"

   "That sounds good to me", I said and then remembered that I had told
Rachelle to come to my room at 7:00pm.  I decided not to tell Claire this
and instead asked if she could make it fairly early, say 6:00pm and if
possible that she come to my room.  I figured it might be interesting if
Rachelle arrived once Claire was already there.

   Claire said that 6:00 suited her fine since her last seminar session was
due to finish at 4:00pm.  With that, she gave me a wink, before turning and
walking back into the seminar room for the next session.

   The rest of the day was fairly straightforward with a number of talks
interspersed with a buffet lunch.  Although, to tell the truth, my mind was
still not really on the job, rather, engaged as it was, on Rachelle, Claire
and the potential for this week away from home, to turn into an experience
to remember.  I finished my last session at 5:00 p.m.  and went to the bar
for a quick couple of drinks.  I felt I needed to relax myself as the
thought of Claire's visit had made me tense and excited all day.  After a
couple of whiskies, I went up to my room to prepare.

   As soon as I had closed the door, I stripped out of my formal clothes
and turned on the shower.  I wanted to save myself for the possibilities
ahead but as soon as I felt the cascading water on my flesh I just couldn't
resist a quick feel.  This, somewhat inevitably, led to bringing myself off
thinking once again of the beautiful young Rachelle and the more mature and
undoubtedly more experienced Claire.  The thought of them both together
finally bought me to a tremendous orgasm.

   Having finished my shower and my wank I dressed again in a Japanese
style kimono-wrap under which I put on stockings, suspender belt, bra and
panties.  I thought just a robe was too simple and wanted Claire to see me
at my sexiest.  By the time I had dressed it was only a few minutes to six
and, quickly tidying my room, I sat on the bed and waited for Claire.  I
still wasn't totally sure she would turn up.  After all we had only spoken
for a few minutes.  A few minutes in which we had been unbelievably frank
and open with each other about our sexuality.  It may be that she would
have second thoughts but I dearly hoped not.

   I was not to be disappointed as only a few minutes after six there was a
gentle knock on my door.  I opened it to see Claire before me, beautifully
made up and wearing a short black dress, black stockings and, if I wasn't
mistaken, no bra.  I couldn't resist wondering if she had also left off her
knickers.  She had made a great effort to look her best, which made me glad
I had done the same.

   I showed her in.  In anticipation of the evening ahead I had, at
lunchtime, arranged for three bottles of good white wine to be put in my
mini-bar to chill.  Claire sat down and made herself comfortable whilst I
opened the first bottle and offered her a glass.  I still made no mention
of Rachelle but knew that I would have to move things along quickly with
Rachelle due to arrive in a little under an hour.

   I sat down opposite Claire and sipped my drink.  She did the same, with
neither of us knowing quite what to say.  Eventually I reverted to safety
and simply commented on how lovely her dress was.  Claire leaped at the
opportunity my compliment provided to start a conversation.

   "You look very good yourself, Sue," she said, "that kimono is
beautiful."

   "Thanks", I said, "I wanted to make the effort to look my best for you."

   "I hope I'm worth it" she said looking at herself.

   "Oh believe me, from where I'm sitting you are most definitely worth it"
I responded.

   Claire by this time had already finished her glass of wine and stood to
pour herself another and to top up my glass.  As she did so she reverted to
the frankness with which she had first spoken to me that morning and asked
bluntly, "So, tell me Sue have you masturbated today?"

   "Good God, what a question!" I said.

   "Not really.", she said, "we both know we fancy each other and hopefully
we are both here to do something about it.  For myself, I've returned to my
room twice during the day to masturbate myself.  I just haven't been able
to stop thinking about meeting you tonight and imagining what you and the
little maid got up to last night.  I've been so excited I just had to bring
myself off.  Are you telling me you haven't been feeling the same?"

   "Well I have to admit when I showered to get ready I did frig myself. 
Like you I've been pretty excited all day." I responded.

   "And what did you think about as you played with yourself?"

   "You, of course!" I said, "and Rachelle.  To tell the truth I imagined
you and her together!"

   "Me and the little maid, wow!", said Claire, "Due you think I might be
able to meet her as well sometime this week?

   "Who knows." I said, determined not to let on just yet, that Rachelle
was due to come to my room within the next hour, "but if you do I expect
you to put on a good show for me."

   "Do you like to watch then?" she asked.

   "Well I like to get involved, but yeah, watching is fun too." I said.

   "So how about I start this evening with a little show for you then?"
Claire asked.

   "Perfect, that would be just perfect, Claire", I said, thinking how
great it would be for Rachelle to arrive during Claire's `performance'.

   Claire smiled and stood, saying, "Why don't you start by putting on some
music and then tell me what you would like me to do."

   I put on the radio and set it to some gentle background type music and
then told Claire that I would love to watch her masturbate for me.

   Claire turned her back to me and started to gently sway her hips.  As
she did so, in time to the music, she reached behind her back and lowered
the zip on her little black dress.  As the back fell open it confirmed that
she had indeed chosen not to wear a bra.  The skin of her back was
beautiful.  She slowly pulled the dress from her shoulders and pushed it
down to her hips.  Still not turning to show me anything, she danced some
more and them, placing her fingers back into the dress she pushed it down
to the floor and stepped out of it.  I was right about the knickers too. 
Claire wore none and stood before me but still facing away.  Her bottom was
firm and smooth looking like that of women half her age.  Her legs were
slender and her ankles slight.

   I so desperately wanted her to turn around.  I had started to rub my
mound through the silk of my kimono and at the same time was pinching my
nipples with my other hand.

   Claire then took two steps to the table/desk at the end of my room and
bending forward rested her shoulders on the tabletop and slightly spread
her legs.  It was the most gorgeous site.  A beautifully fit, nearly fifty
year-old women showing her nude arse to me and together with a totally sexy
hint of pussy between her spread legs, still clad in her stockings and
suspender belt.  It was a stunning scene that made me sigh out load with
lust.

   "Enjoying the view?" she asked in a gentle whisper.

   "Oh yes, oh yes..." I replied as my own masturbation took on a more
frantic urge.  I pulled my panties to one side and inserting a finger into
my cunt started to finger fuck myself.  Claire looking over her shoulder
saw what I was doing and smiled.  Turning her head away from me again she
reached between her legs and started to frig her own pussy spreading her
pussy lip wide.  Then she bought both hands behind her arse and spread her
bottom cheeks wide.  Her arsehole was fully exposed to me.

   "Suck me.c", she whispered.

   I fell to my knees and crawled over to her.  Still on my knees I held
her arse cheeks apart and started to lick both her arse hole and her pussy.
My tongue darted deep into her cunt as she squirmed on the table top
returning her own hand to her clit and started rubbing hard.

   "God this is soooo good Sue!", she explained almost breathlessly, "bring
me off, frig me sue, fuck my cunt, fuck my arse, just please fuck me."

   I continued licking at her thighs and pussy and at the same time spat on
my index finger and inserted it gently into her arse hole.  I started to
finger fuck her arse nice and gentle as she started to shake.  I knew she
was coming and pulled away from her.  Sitting on the floor between her legs
I watched as she continued to work on her clit and pussy.

   "God, God...I'm coming" she groaned as her legs gave way and she
collapsed on the floor next to me wringing the last throws of orgasm out of
herself.  For the first time I saw her tits.  Her nipples were huge and
brown.  They must have been sticking out nearly an inch and her pussy was
covered in sticky juices.  She was truly spent and looked just so
unbelievably sexy.  I lent forward and kissed her full and deep as she put
her hand onto my knickers and grabbing the thin material drew it up between
my pussy lips and started to pull it up and down hard.  She was bringing me
off using my panties.  I shouted for her to do it harder and harder until I
too reached a fantastic orgasm.  We sat on the floor kissing and hugging
each other.

   "That was just great!", she said, "I'm so glad I saw you and Rachelle
this morning, otherwise I would never had guessed that you and I could have
such fun together.  I want more, I want to stay all night with you.  I want
to do things together that you have never even thought off."

   "I'm so glad we met too.  You are just so sexy.  I hope you don't mind
me saying this but I have never been with an older women before.  Its like
having sex with my...." I stopped myself.

   "Go on." Said Claire.

   "No, no, what I was going to say would sound rude and I wouldn't mean it
like that." I replied.

   "Go on you can say what you want, I won't be insulted." She said.

   "Well I was going to say that it's like having sex with my mother!  Is
that okay to say that.  Like I say I mean it in the nicest possible way.  I
promise." I said.

   "I'm not upset at all Sue," said Claire, "it's a nice thought that you
see me as s sexy mother figure.  Perhaps we could take that idea a little
further into some role-playing.  Would that be fun Sue?"

   I thought about the possibilities of what Claire was saying and agreed
that the idea of some role playing with her as my mother could be real fun
and ever so naughty and dirty.  I kissed her again and whispered gently
that I would very much like her to `be my mother' for the week.

   I pulled myself back onto the bed and Claire stood, straightened her
stockings and sat down in the chair keeping her legs a little open to give
me a full view of her wet pussy.  "Why don't you take a little more off"
she said.

   I thought for a moment and decided what better time to start the
role-play.  "I can't mum!" I said and saw Claire smile at my use of the
term `mum', "You see I have been naughty and haven't told you everything."

   "You mean to say you've been lying to your mother!" she responded in
character, "have you got something to tell me then?"

   "Sorry mum, it's just that I have invited a friend to my room this
evening.  It was going to be a surprise but I know now that I should have
told you; I shouldn't lie to my mum." I said trying to look as much like a
naughty girl as I could.

   "And who is this friend you have invited over" Claire asked.

   "Its Rachelle".  I said.

   "Really!" she said in reply, "well why don't we have some fun then. 
Introduce me as your mother.  Then we can play around in front of her and
she how she responds.  Wouldn't that be fun."

   I could immediately see the possibilities and agreed to go along with
Claire pretending to me my mum in front of Rachelle.  I tidied myself up
and Claire put her dress back on and tidied her hair.  We then hugged each
other again like schoolgirls on a sleepover and awaited Rachelle's arrival.

   It was a few minutes before six when there came a knock on the door.  I
opened it and there was Rachelle looking as sexy as ever in her uniform. 
Figuring that she wouldn't recognise Claire from the brief encounter in the
corridor the morning before, I showed her in.  As she entered the room
Claire stood to greet her.  Rachelle look shocked to see her.  She turned
to me and said "I didn't know you had company, I'd better come back
latter".

   "No", I said, "don't be silly.  Rachelle this is my mother.  Mum this is
Rachelle the maid I told you about.  Rachelle has promised to look after me
personally during my stay."

   "Pleased to meet you Rachelle," said Claire, "Its unusual to have a
personal maid.  I hope my daughter is treating you well."

   "Yes thank you madam." Said Rachelle.

   "So what are you here to do now Rachelle?" said Claire knowing she was
putting Rachelle on the spot.

   "Oh I was erh, umm", she stuttered.

   I cut in, "Rachelle has finished her shift for today and I invited her
to join me for a light supper to thank her for her efforts so far".

   "Oh fine" said Claire, "we can all eat together then if that's okay with
you Rachelle but first let's have some wine together."

   "Thank you madam" replied Rachelle, "that would be nice".

   We all sat together drinking wine and generally making polite
conversation when Claire winked at me and smiled.  I knew she was going to
so something but I didn't know what.  True to form she was blunt in the
extreme.

   "Tell me Rachelle, I hope my daughter hasn't asked you to do anything
above and beyond the call of duty."

   "I don't know what you mean madam" replied Rachelle politely.

   "Mother!  Please" I exclaimed.

   "Oh come on Sue, you know what I mean." Replied Claire and turning to
Rachelle who was by know looking slightly confused, continued, "you see
Rachelle, my daughter is bi-sexual and has a taste for, how shall I put it,
younger girls like you!  It's got her into trouble before and I would hate
for it to do so again.  So if she makes a move on you, you must feel free
to decline her.  But please don't report her and get her into trouble.

   "Mum!", I exclaimed again, "please!  You're embarrassing me."

   Rachelle didn't know where to look.  She glanced at me looking for
guidance.

   Claire, who was putting on a superb performance, looked at us both
glancing at each other and said, "I detect some vibes going on here!  Sue,
have you been compromising this beautiful young girl?"

   "No mother!", I said, "I haven't done anything."

   "You're lying to me!" Claire responded, "I can see it in your face.  I
told you never to lie to your Mother." And then turning directly to
Rachelle, she said forcefully, "Rachelle, I want you to tell me honestly,
has my daughter tried it on with you?  And don't try to cover for her, if
she has I want to know."

   Rachelle, being so young, acted like a little girl and immediately
started `spilling the beans', "yes she has.  Last night she talked me into
undressing for her."

   "Is that all she did?"

   "Well no, she made me do things as well." Said Rachelle coyly.

   "What things?" asked Claire rather sternly.

   Rachelle looked at me for forgiveness and then continued, "well she made
me touch myself and then she asked me to stay the night with her and she
licked me and made me lick her and she made me...."

   "What?" asked Claire, "what else did she do?"

   "Well she made me put a finger in my own bottom and masturbate." Said
Rachelle.

   Claire swung round to me, "Sue, I've told you about this sort of thing,
how it will get you into trouble one day, and what would happen if you ever
did it again.  Now I'm going to punish you.  Grown women or not, you're
still my daughter and its up to me to teach you how to behave.  Now stand
up and bend over one of the chairs.  I going to spank your bottom and
Rachelle is going to watch to see that you are punished and that you are
sorry for making her do things with you."

   "Mum!  Please", I said, "I promise I won't do it again.  Please don't
humiliate me in front of Rachelle."

   "You've promised before.  Now get your knickers off and bend over that
chair as your mother tells you".

   I was by now getting really into my character.  Despite my age I felt
like a naughty little girl being told off and punished, "Yes mum." I said.

   "Rachelle", said Claire, "are you alright with this.  Do you want to see
me Sue punished?  Do you think she deserves to be punished?"

   Rachelle looked by now as if she was beginning to enjoy me apparent
humiliation and said that she was happy to watch and that I deserved all I
got.  I couldn't believe it since she had been so willing the night before
and now she was happily siding with a women she thought to be my mother,
and willing her on to punish and humiliate me.

   I stood up reluctantly and removed my kimono.  Then, as instructed I
dropped my knickers to the floor and slowly bent over the chair, now
dressed only in bra, stockings and suspender belt.  Claire stood behind me
whilst Rachelle moved to and sat down on the bed which gave her the best
possible view of my bottom.  Claire then raised her arm and started to
spank my bottom.  At first she was pretty gentle, almost playing at
spanking me.  With each stroke she also caressed by arse cheeks and
occasionally dropped a finger onto my cunt.  In short she was starting to
masturbate me with each stroke of her hand.

   "Have you got a good view Rachelle?" `mum' asked Rachelle.

   "Oh yes thank you madam" I have a marvellous view replied Rachelle.

   "And are you enjoying Sue's punishment?"

   "Oh yes madam."

   "How much are you enjoying it Rachelle?  Let me see how much you are
enjoying it.  Why don't you let me see your gorgeous little body Rachelle,
just as my `daughter' did last night." Said Claire.

   Rachelle didn't need asking twice.  As I bent over the chair receiving
my punishment I could see most of the room in the large wall mirror and
although she was generally behind me I got a pretty good view of Rachelle.
She stood up and unzipping her skirt dropped it to the floor, quickly
followed by her tights and panties.  Then removing her blouse and little
bra sat back down again.

   "Is that better madam?" she asked Claire.

   "Oh that's much better Rachelle." Claire replied, "Now how about you
taking over from me for a few final strokes?"

   Rachelle jumped once again to her feet and immediately stood behind me.
Without further prompting she started to spank me, much harder than Claire
had been doing.  I winced a little as her petite hand slapped against my
bottom with the force of someone much more powerful than Rachelle appeared.
As she spanked me Rachelle's other hand had gone directly to her pussy and
she was rubbing herself, up and down in time with each stroke.

   For her part Claire had moved to the bed, pulled her dress up above her
waist and laying on her back with her knees in the air was already
frantically masturbating herself.  As she did so, she prompted Rachelle on,
"Go Rachelle, spank my daughter.  She's been so naughty making you do
things.  Make my little girl sorry...." She tailed off into her own world
of lust as she closed her eyes and continued frigging herself very hard and
fast finishing my arching her back and hips right off the bed in the first
throws of her orgasm before slumping back down, opening her eyes and
smiling at myself and Rachelle who had both turned to watch her finish
herself off.

   "Come on you two", she said, "its about time you both came as well. 
Both of you get down on your hands and knees".

   Rachelle and I both did as we were told and Claire then knelt behind us
and pushed two fingers of each hand into each of our pussies.  I was in
heaven about to reach orgasm with two women, one young enough to be my
daughter and one old enough and actually pretending to be my mother.  It
took Claire no time at all to bring me to the edge as her fingers slide
gently in and out of my cunt.  I turned and kissed Rachelle as she too was
nearing her time.

   "Come on, come for me" shouted Claire whilst at the same time increasing
the pace of her pumping, "Come together for mummy.  I want you to come all
over my hands.  I want both your juices all over me.  Come on girls.  Come
for mummy!"

   Rachelle and I both collapsed our arms to the floor at the same time to
give Claire maximum access to our pussies now sticking up towards her face.
Claire gave a final push into both of us and holding her fingers inside,
started to wriggle them about.  The feeling was fantastic and yet strangely
relaxing and both Rachelle and myself started to groan and moan, each to
our own rather gentle orgasms.

   Rachelle spoke first, looking at me she simple said, "I wish I had a mum
like yours".

   Claire responded before I said anything, "Rachelle, I'm not really Sue's
mother!  You may remember a guest in the room opposite saw you coming out
of Sue's room this morning.  Do you remember?"

   Rachelle obviously realised straight away who Claire was and simply said
"You!"

   "Yes Rachelle, it was me.  I'm just a guest like Sue but we thought it
might be fun to play at mothers and daughters and to see if you thought the
situation sexy.  It was only for fun and I hope you are not angry with us."

   Rachelle just smiled and said "I not angry at all.  The thought of
having sex with a mother and daughter was wonderful.  As I said I wish you
were my mother for the week as well."

   "That could be arranged", I said joining the conversation.  "If you
could take some time off Rachelle, the three of us could go out and about
as mother and daughters over the next few days.  I certainly don't mind
missing the seminar for this.  How about you Claire."

   "It sounds good to me girls" replied Claire, "me taking my two
`daughters' out and about and having some great sex together along the way.
I keen but on one condition.  As my `daughters' you must do as you are told
by your `mother', whatever I say.  Agreed?"

   "Agreed!" we both replied in unison.

   This week was going to get better and better I thought as we all started
hugging and prepared to spend the night together!

   The Seminar - Part3.

   The next day Claire and I, having checked the seminar schedule decided
to go on a day out in the local area and contacting Rachelle on her mobile,
arranged to meet her outside of the hotel at around 11.00 am after she had
finished `the breakfast shift'.

   Having all met up we went to a local coffee house to make plans for the
day.  Neither Claire nor I knew what to suggest but Rachelle said she knew
of plenty of quite beach coves in the area where we could get a tan, be
practically assured of some privacy and maybe have some fun!  Having had
her first real bi-sexual experience only two days before with me, Rachelle
was now the keenest of us all to have more of the same.

   "My God, your insatiable young lady!" Claire said.

   "Yeah I know, but sex with you two is fantastic and I figured if I could
add some of my favourite thing to the mix then it would be just perfect."
Said Rachelle.

   "And what's that?" I asked.

   "Well I really like outdoor fun, if you know what I mean.  You know, the
risk of being caught and all that.  Although I suppose if I actually was
caught it would be mortifying."

   "If you think that would be bad what about being caught in the act with
two other women.  Are you sure about this Rachelle?" Claire asked.

   "Oh yes.  Yes I'm sure.  Can we, can we please go to the beach
together?"

   Claire looked at me for approval and then said, Alright the beach it is
but it must be somewhere we can get privacy and the condition holds; if we
go out its as Mother and daughters and you do as I say.  Okay?"

   "Okay", said Rachelle immediately.

   I thought about the possibilities for a moment and then too agreed to be
Claire's daughter once again.

   "Right then girls, I'll get the car and Rachelle, you can direct us to a
nice beach." Said Claire with a definite enthusiasm in her voice.

   We took a journey of about thirty minutes from town to the beaches that
Rachelle thought would be the most deserted.  She assured us that the
tourists never bothered to go more than a couple of miles out of town and
by going a few miles more you coul get all the best coves with no one to
bother you.  Even then we had to check out three small beaches before we
found one that no one else was on.  It was a small sandy beach with a
grassy cliff to the back and a single footpath leading down from the top.
The lay of the land meant that from up on the cliff top you couldn't see
the beach itself.  This had the benefit of us not being spied on from above
but added to the risk that if anyone did come to the beach we wouldn't see
them until the last minute.  No matter, we thought it was a great little
beach and we decided it would be where we would spend the day.  Claire had
bought a small picnic lunch for us all and made sure to include a few
bottles of wine.  All in all we were set for a wonderful relaxing and
hopefully sexy day together.

   The first couple of hours we spent just generally sunbathing, chatting a
taking the occasional dip in the sea which was somewhat cold but very
refreshing.  By now it was late morning and Rachelle and I decided to
explore a few rock pools that lay to one side of the cove whilst Claire got
the picnic lunch laid out.

   When we got to the rocks both Rachelle and I sat down either side of a
small pool and started to talk.  She asked me if I felt safe enough in the
cove to maybe have a little fun latter with her and Claire.  We hadn't seen
another soul in the hours that we had been there so I told her that I was
looking forward to some sun and games after lunch with the two of them and
added, "but how about you and I having a little pre-lunch session here by
the rock pools?"

   "Oh yes please Sue" she purred and immediately ripped off the top of her
bikini.

   "My god, you're keen!" I exclaimed.

   "I know, I been horny all day just waiting for either you or Claire to
lead the way" she replied.

   I glanced around for one further check of our privacy and then stood up
from the rock and removed my swimsuit.  The fresh air and sun on my body
immediately made me feel so free and at the same time very, very sexy. 
Rachelle looked beautiful as I took the few paces to her and pulled her
bikini bottoms down to her ankles.  We embraced and kissed deeply, gently
fondling each other breasts and bottoms.  I crouched a little lower and
putting my hand back onto her bottom found her arse crack and gently pushed
a finger into her arse.  As I did so she hugged be so tight and started to
gently push herself up and down onto my finger.

   "I like you fingering my arse, Sue" she said, "It makes me feel so
dirty".

   While Rachelle and I mutually masturbated and caressed one another by
the rock pools Claire was getting lunch ready when she was disturbed by a
new arrival to our little cove, as she told us later.

   She had been opening the wine when she heard a "Hello" from behind her.
Surprised that any one else was there she spun round to see a women of
about thirty years of age,with shoulder length blond hair walking towards
her and now only a few yards away.

   "Hello" said Claire to the woman, who smiled and walked on passed
Claire, some twenty or so yards further up the beach and there stopped and
started to lay her towel and bags down.  Claire was annoyed that our
privacy had been spoiled but at the same time had admired the woman's
figure and had considered the possibility that she may, in some way, add to
our planned adventures.

   Whilst setting out lunch Claire said that she had made a point of
glancing at the women from time to time to see if there was any sort of
response and on the occasions where they made eye contact, noted that the
woman smiled at her.  Claire made sure to smile back.  The woman had made
herself comfortable and pulling a book from her bag had lain on her side,
facing Claire, and started to read.  She had discarded a light sarong she
had been wearing to reveal a small, pale-blue bikini.

   After some fifteen minutes the woman got up and started over to Claire.
As she approached she stopped a few feet away from our towels and said,
"Sorry to disturb you but I wondered if you would mind if I were to sun
bath in the nude.  I always do when I come here since the cove is usually
deserted but since you were here first I thought it polite to ask." She
then added, looking at the large picnic lunch, "Are you here alone?"

   Claire replied, "Actually I'm here with my daughters, they're down by
the rock pools, but I'm sure they won't mind if you want to sun bath nude
and it certainly doesn't bother me.  Feel free!"

   "Thanks", the woman replied, "My name's Lisa, by the way."

   "Claire", said Claire.

   As the woman turned to walk back to her towel Claire quickly said,
"Lisa, you're more than welcome to share our picnic if you like.  We have
more than enough."

   "Oh I wouldn't want to intrude on you." Lisa replied.

   "Not at all !" said Claire, "Please do join us, if you would like".

   "Well in that case, thank you very much for the kind offer" said Lisa,
"I would love to." And with that she sat down whilst Claire passed her a
glass of wine.

   After some ten minutes of general chat to get to know each other a
little, Claire asked Lisa how often she came to the cove.

   "Oh at least three times a week, if I can.  I married so I don't have to
work and I have no children so my time is really my own.  I just love to
come here for the peace and quiet and, if truth be told, to get an all over
tan.  Its really unusual to find anyone else here."

   As they chatted Rachelle and I came back from the rock pools, flushed
with the aftermath of our mutual masturbation.  Claire looked at me as we
approached her and Lisa and smiled a knowing smile.  She knew straight away
what we had been up to.  As Rachelle and I sat down Claire introduced Lisa
to us and us to her and told us that she had invited Lisa to share our
meal. As agreed, we were introduced as her daughters.

   We all sat together, chatting, sharing our meal and generally having a
laugh.  It was amazing how we so quickly felt at ease with Lisa although I
suspect Rachelle was a little concerned that any further chance of some
sexy fun had been spoiled by Lisa's arrival.

   She need not have worried.  As we neared the end of our meal Claire
turned to Rachelle and myself and said, "Lisa asked me if we would object
to her sunbathing naked.  I of course told her that we wouldn't mind, would
we girls."

   "Not at all mum!" said Rachelle.

   "Fine by me" I said.

   "There you are Lisa, I told you it wouldn't be an issue so go right
ahead." Said Claire.

   "Thanks" said Lisa looking over to where her towel was, "I will latter
then."

   "Oh you don't have to wait Lisa, you go right ahead." Said Claire almost
challenging her to get naked where she was rather than returning to her
towel.

   I knew immediately what Claire was up to.

   "Well I don't know...er...um.." said Lisa.

   "Go on" urged Claire, "we wouldn't want to put you off particularly when
you've said how much you enjoy you're all over tan."

   "Well if you're sure you don't mind." said Lisa as she slowly unclipped
her bikini top and took it off to reveal a pair of lovely firm breasts and
large brown nipples.  There she stopped.

   "Well you won't get an all over tan like that will you!", Claire goaded
her, "Come on relax and get those bottoms off!".

   Lisa looked at both me and Rachelle for assurance and then briefly
standing up she removed her bottoms and sat back down again.  As she did so
we all saw that she had practically no hair on her pussy.  She was
gorgeous.

   We continued to chat for a few moments when Claire said , "If you don't
mind your old mum is gonna get naked too and keep Lisa company.  I quite
fancy some all over tanning myself" and she too stripped naked, sat back
down and poured us all some more wine.

   I could see that Claire had every intention of this being a very
exciting afternoon.  For her part, Rachelle was notably turned on by Lisa's
nudity and her nipples had started to erect.

   "Well, one for all and all for one" I said getting to my feet and
stripping my own swim costume off whilst at the same time saying, "Come on
lil'sis" to Rachelle, "Get yours off too!"

   Rachelle, with almost undue eagerness, leapt to her feet and stripped.

   So there we were, four women, all nude, enjoying the sun and with at
three of us wanting to jump on Lisa and ravish her.  We didn't yet know if
she might be interested but I was confident `mum' would control the
situation as beautifully as she had done up to that point and steer Lisa
into our adventures for that day.  The only problem, as I could see it, was
Lisa might find the mum/daughter situation a little difficult and wondered
if Claire had been wise to carry on the pretence.  However I trusted
Claire's judgement and let her lead the way.  She immediately `set the ball
rolling'.

   "Rachelle, it looks to me as if you're getting yourself a little excited
there dear", Said Claire looking at Rachelle's nipples, "Is it the sun on
your body?"

   Rachelle looked embarrassed, "Sorry Mum, it's...well its...its Lisa
being here.  I've never been naked in this sort of situation with a
stranger."

   "Oh I'm sorry." Said Lisa, "I didn't mean to embarrass anyone."

   "Nonsense" said Claire, "you've not embarrassed anyone Lisa.  Its really
nice for woman to be able to share each others company like this and if any
of us find it just a little sexy then what's the harm in that.  I know the
sun always makes me feel sexy, how about you Sue?"

   "Oh mum!, you're so forward always." I chided her in a friendly way,
"yeah I do feel sexy myself but I'm not at all embarrassed." I said looking
at Lisa.

   "So Lisa" cut in `Mum', "How about you?  Do you get sexy when you sun
bath naked?"

   "Always." Was her simple reply.

   "And what," Claire continued, "do you do about it?"

   "Do about it?" asked Lisa.

   "Oh come on Lisa, are you telling me that you come here to sun bath
naked three times a week, that doing so makes you sexy and that you do
nothing about it?" asked Claire with a broad smile on her face.

   Lisa smiled back and replied, "Well sometimes I...well, you know...I
sometimes entertain myself if you know what I mean."

   "No", laughed Claire, "I don't know what you mean.  Explain."

   Lisa smiled at Claire but then looked at her in a slightly puzzled way
glancing at myself and Rachelle.

   "Oh don't be shy Lisa, My daughters are women of the world.  Now you
were about to tell us all how you entertain yourself." Said Claire, "and
make sure you include all the details" I added.

   Lisa was now quiet relaxed in our company and aided by the wine
answered, "Well after a few hours in the sun I occasionally play with
myself a little.  You know just general stuff.  I like to play with my
nipples and then my pussy.  Sometimes its just gentle caressing for maybe
an hour or more and sometimes, if the mode take me, it's a more frantic
session where I simply bring myself off real quick and dirty."

   "And how do you feel today Lisa," prompted `Mum'.

   Lisa, once again looking at me and Rachelle, to make sure this as
alright with us, said with a smile "Oh today I think its more quick and
dirty!"

   "Well don't let us stop you.  We wouldn't want to spoil your fun would
we girls."

   "Not at all !", both Rachelle and I said in unison.

   "What now?" said Lisa.

   "Yeah, go on!", I said, "I dare you.  Let's see you enjoying yourself
Lisa."

   "Well alright then." She said, "but I expect to see you in return."

   With that Lisa laid back onto the sand and raised her knees up, tucking
her feet to her heels.  Her bald pussy was immediately exposed to us.  She
wasted no time in starting to frig herself with fingers of both hands and
started to groan and shout obscenities.

   She was going to come quickly and we all knew it.  Rachelle already had
her hand to her cunt and was wanking herself as she intently watched Lisa's
show.

   Claire had sat beside me and we were mutually caresses each other's
breast as we too watched Lisa as she neared an orgasm.

   For her part Lisa continued to pump herself frantically, playing to her
audience and swearing all the time, "Come on watch me, watch we frig myself
you filthy bitches, watch me come for you...".  With that she arched her
back, lifted her bottom of the sand and started to come and come before
collapsing back down and immediately looking up at us to see our response.

   As she did so she was obviously shocked to see Claire caressing me her
`daughter'.

   "God grief, Claire, you do it with your daughters!?" she said.

   Claire responded, "Me and my girls share everything, including each
other.  Is that too shocking for you Lisa?"

   "No not at all Claire", Lisa replied, "It's a real turn on.  Can I watch
you fuck.  Will you fuck you girls for me Claire?...Please..."

   Claire didn't answer, she simple turned to me and kissed me deeply. 
Breaking off she then laid me on my back and crawled between my legs.  She
opened my pussy lips and started to lick and suck on my clit.  As she did
so she made sure she positioned herself so that Lisa was directly behind
with a full view of her pussy and arse.  For myself I was finding the
situation a real turn on and called to Rachelle to come over and let me
lick her.  Rachelle, with her usual enthusiasm, immediately sat astride my
face and held herself open before lowering herself onto my tongue.

   So there the three of us were, Claire sucking me and me sucking Rachelle
whilst our newfound friend looked on.  Lisa had started to frig herself for
a second time and again started talking dirty, "Come on Claire, fuck your
little girls for me.  Fuck and suck them Claire.  I want to see them come
for their `mummy'."

   Lisa's dirty talk was having a great effect on both myself and Rachelle
and we both started to spurt our juices.  Me into Claire's face and
Rachelle, pouring her cum into my mouth.

   From the corner of my eye I saw Lisa stand and walk towards us.  She
then stood astride my tummy, crouched down and before I knew what was
happening started to piss onto me.  I was instantly shocked, as was Claire,
but at the same time immensely turned on by the dirtiness of it.  I could
say nothing, nearing an orgasm I simply lay there and let her shower me.

   Claire obviously liked Lisa's contribution saying, "Oh yes, Lisa, go on,
piss all over my little girl."

   I don't think Rachelle was paying any attention other than to her own
pleasure.  She certainly didn't seem to be listening or to have realised
what Lisa was doing.  Only when she too felt the splashes of Lisa's piss on
her back did she turn to see what was happening.  Realising she was not at
all sure about Lisa urinating, I grabbed hard of Rachelle's thighs and held
her in position over my face.  As I continued to lick her pussy Lisa now
started to piss down Rachelle's back and onto her shoulders which let the
warm stream flow down over her breasts and tummy and onto my face.

   It was the first time I had been involved in watersports and I have to
say it was fantastic.  I came to the most sensuous orgasm I had had for a
long, long time and felt Rachelle shaking as she too peaked.

   Lisa stepped away for a moment as Claire, I and Rachelle regained our
composure

   Claire immediately spoke to Lisa, "You surprised me there Lisa.  I
really didn't expect you to be into watersports"

   "Sorry girls!" said Lisa, "I just got so carried away by seeing you all
together like that.  It was so naughty and when I get really turned on I've
always had a keenness for a bit of pissing fun.  I really sorry if I've
upset you."

   I spoke up, "Lisa, as far as I'm concerned you can piss on me anytime" I
said with a smile, "It felt really good but now its your turn.  Come on mum
and you Rachelle" I added as I stood and gently laid Lisa down on the sand.

   "Bring yourself off again Lisa", I Said and I, Claire and Rachelle stood
around her and each of us, held ourselves open and started to empty our own
bladders on Lisa.  She went wild as our piss drenched her, finger fucking
herself in her cunt and arse at the same time.  Bucking wildly and, as we
had now come to expect, shouting the most disgusting things imaginable. 
Lisa really was a very dirty lady

   After we had finished and Lisa had finished herself we all sat down and
hugged each other for what must have been half an hour or more.  Our day at
the beach had taken an unexpected turn but had been our greatest adventure
yet.  We spent the rest of our day at the cove swimming, eating the picnic
and eating each other in every combination you could imagine.

   Late in the afternoon as we gathered our things to depart, Lisa said
that it had been a fantastic experience for her to make love to us,
enhanced by the naughtiness of us being Mother and daughters.  She said she
couldn't wait to get home and tell her husband.

   "He won't mind?" Rachelle asked somewhat innocently.

   "Oh not at all!" said Lisa, "he loves to hear what I get up to here at
the cove but this will truly blow his mind... and his cock!"

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   The Seminar - Part4.

   That evening, Rachelle was on duty but Claire and myself sepnt the
evening together recounting our day's adventures in all their dirty detail
and generally enjoying each other's company both intellectually and
physically.  We agreed that a return trip to the cove would be good and
wondered if we made it the very next day whether Lisa would have the same
idea and be there again.  If she were we decided that we would keep up the
pretence of being Mother/Daughter.

   "What about Rachelle?", Claire asked, "Do you think we are leading her
into things she might regret?".

   I replied that as far as I was concerned at no time had Rachelle been
forced or obliged to do anything and she certainly had the option not to
join us on our return to the cove.  Nevertheless I thought it would be nice
to ask her.

   After our supper, which was served in Claire's room, I phoned Rachelle
on her mobile and asked if she was available for the next day.  She said
that she was on duty but a day out with us was much more agreeable and that
she would swap shifts.  We arranged to meet early the next morning.

   As to the seminar, both Claire and I agreed that we wouldn't be missed
and Claire added that she would make sure we got copies of all hand-outs
and presentation slides to review in our own time.  So it was set, we would
spend another day in the `great outdoors' enjoying some beautiful and some
real dirty sex together and if luck was on our side, meet Lisa once again.

   The next day dawned bright and sunny with a gentle breeze.  It was just
so perfect.  We all met as agreed and, once again using Claire's car, set
off for the cove.

   "Did anyone think of food?" I asked.

   "I just want to eat you two." Replied Rachelle with a giggle.

   "Don't worry." Said Claire in a very motherly tone, "I got a couple of
those disposable bar-b-que's and a few sausages, burger and salad and loads
of wine and beer.  I loaded it into the boot earlier."

   "Why the beer?" I asked, "I didn't think any of us were beer drinkers."

   "Well I wondered," said Claire, "how you two felt about the
`watersports' yesterday.  Surprisingly, I thought it was really sexy and
you two seemed to feel the same.  At least you said so to Lisa.  Or were
you just being polite?"

   I replied, "No, I really did like it.  It surprised me too.  I've never
done that before and the idea doesn't generally appeal to me but once it
happened it sort of made the sex dirty, if you know what I mean."

   Rachelle said that she could take it or leave it but that it certainly
didn't bother her to do it again.

   "So that's what the beer is for?" I asked, "You really have been
planning ahead haven't you Claire."

   "Well" said Claire, "A few glasses of wine is going to do the trick is
it?  I figured bulk liquid was what we needed."

   We arrived at the cove in what seemed no time at all.  I think it was
the excitement we were all feeling that made the journey go so fast. 
Having parked and checked to see if there was obviously anyone around we
made our way down the path onto the beach.  The cove was as beautiful and
peaceful as it had been the day before.  Totally deserted; we could have
been on a desert island.  The sun shone, waves lapped the beach and gently
broke over the few rocks into the rock pools.  We all set about laying out
towels, a couple of picnic rugs and two large sun umbrellas.  These would
not only protect us from the sun but also afford some extra privacy in the
unlikely event of someone approaching down the path.  Once we had set up
`camp' we all stripped down to our bathing costumes.  Rachelle wore a
skimpy gstring bikini whilst Claire and I had both opted for one-piece
suits.

   We spent the first hour or so just chatting and enjoying a glass of
wine. Then Claire said that the heat was getting her `in the mood' and she
started to gently rub her pussy through the material of her swimsuit. 
Rachelle and I, seeing no reason to rush, simply relaxed and watched as
Claire closed her eyes and enjoyed her self-massage.  She groaned quietly
and with her free hand started to caress and pinch her nipples, again
through her swimsuit.

   Rachelle, now touching herself, urged Claire on, "Come on Mum", she said
jokingly, "cum for your little girls.  We want to see you all juicy, don't
we Sue?"

   "Yeah come on Claire", I said, "don't be a spoil sport, show us that
beautiful pussy"

   Claire sat up, pulled down the straps of her suit and then rolled it
down to her waste.  Her nipples were proud and bright red from the rubbing
and pinching they had been getting.  Claire then stood and pulled her
costume right off before laying back down on her towel with her knees in
the air and her legs spread.

   "That's the way!" I said.

   Claire's cunt was extremely wet as she again put her hand to it and
continued her masturbation.  She pushed a single finger into herself and
slowly but with a deliberate rhythm fucked herself whilst rubbing her clit
with her thumb.  She started lifting and dropping her backside of the towel
and with each lift pushed harder and further in with her finger.  She
seemed now oblivious to Rachelle and I as her masturbation got faster and
faster and her groans became louder.  "Fuck me, fuck me,...oh yes...oh
god....  Yes fuck me, oh come on fuck me, do it to me" she cried and she
started to cum.  As before, Claire's orgasm produced just loads of juice
that ran onto her arse and dripped down as she held herself off the towel.
Rachelle and I did nothing to interrupt her pleasure.  We just watched and
enjoyed the show.

   When finished Claire sat up and smiled.  "God that was a good start to
the day", she said, "now for a dip to wash myself and freshen up".  With
that she got up and walked naked to the water.  Her body was just so
gorgeous and sexy.  Rachelle and I decided to follow.  Rachelle removed her
bikini top and we both walked to the water and plunged in with Claire.

   After some time splashing and swimming Claire said that she was going
back to the beach and would start to get some food organised whilst me and
Rachelle decided to carry on swimming for a while.  Around ten minutes
latter I looked up to see two people coming down the cliff path top the
cove.  Claire was still naked on the beach and I started to wave to warn
her.  She saw me and looked up.  I could see that she had now seen the
people but made no attempt to cover herself.  She simply continued with
lunch preparations.  I wasn't wholly surprised as Claire was quite forward
when it came to her sexuality.

   Rachelle then said to me "Isn't that Lisa, the women from yesterday?"

   "It could be" I said but who's the man?

   "It must be her husband" Rachelle replied, "Maybe she's bought him along
to join our fun.  Wouldn't that be good!"

   I wasn't so sure that it would be, whilst Rachelle was definitely bi and
I certainly enjoyed a man from time to time I thought Claire was probably
and exclusively lez.  Whatever, and whoever they were, they were here now
and that was that.  I figured we might as well just make the most of our
day and enjoy the beautiful surroundings.  Whilst we swam I kept an eye on
the couple and saw the woman get up and wonder over to Claire.  I was
intrigued.  Claire latter told me what had transpired.

   It was indeed Lisa and her husband Paul who had turned up but has they
walked passed Claire on the beach they had blanked her.  Then a few yards
passed Lisa had looked over her shoulder, smiled at Claire and put her
finger to her lips as if to say `sush, keep the secret." Claire being the
switched on lady she was, immediately realised that Lisa was playing some
game and made no attempt to say hello.

   As I had noticed, some ten minutes latter Lisa had wandered over to
Claire to talk.

   "Hi" she said quietly.

   "Hi Lisa, replied Claire, "why did you pretend not to recognise me when
you arrived?"

   Looking over at her partner Lisa said, "That's Paul my husband.  I
thought I would bring him with me today to see if we can all have some fun.
I haven't yet told him about yesterday and thought if I pretended not to
know you we could really surprise him."

   "So what have you told him you're doing now?" asked Claire.

   "Oh I just said that I would ask you if you might have some spare
sun-lotion as I forgot to bring ours." Lisa replied.

   "So he doesn't suspect anything?"

   "No absolutely nothing!  Although he did mention how gorgeous you were
as we walked past just now.  I think your blatant nudity surprised and
excited him." Said Lisa.

   "So what have you got in mind?" Claire asked.

   "Well when Sue and Rachelle come back from their swim you brief them and
encourage them to get naked.  Just the sight of you three in the nude will
get Paul going.  I'm going to tease him until he's so excited he'll fuck me
then and there on the beach right in front of you.  You then walk over
demanding an apology for his lewd behaviour in front of your daughters and
threaten to report him to the police......unless, of course, he's prepared
to do as you say!  I'll convince him that doing what you say is better than
getting a rap for lewd behaviour and then he's yours for the rest of the
day.  We can really have some fun gently humiliating him.  So what do you
think?"

   "I think" said Claire, "that you are a very naughty lady with just a
wonderful sense of humour.  He won't be angry will he?"

   "Good god no!" said Lisa, "he may protest but secretly it will be a
dream come true for him to be `at the mercy' of you and your girls!  Now
lend me some sun cream and I'll get back to him.  All agreed?"

   "All agreed!" said Claire.

   Rachelle and I returned from our swim some fifteen minutes latter and as
we flopped down on our towels, Claire immediately briefed us and explained
that we must pretend not to know Lisa.  We both thought the plan was going
to be real fun and immediately stripped off to get an all over tan. 
Rachelle, over acting as usual, kept lifting herself to her knees and
turning from her back to her front.  Each time she did so she made sure
Lisa and Paul got a full view of her arse and pussy from their position
just a little further up the beach.  We could see that each time she did
this, Paul was making sure to look and obviously telling Lisa how much he
was enjoying the view.

   We then saw that Lisa had laid herself next to Paul and was beginning to
stroke his cock through his shorts.  Then she carefully pulled his shorts a
little way down his thighs and fully exposed his already erect prick.  Paul
had his eyes closed by now and was just enjoying his wife's attentions. 
Then Lisa lowered her head and we could see she was now openly giving him a
blowjob.  The poor man was trying to pretend nothing was happening but he
was clearly on the verge of cumming.  Before he did so, Lisa pulled herself
to her knees and carefully pulled her bikini bottom off.  The she straddled
Paul's cock and lowered herself onto it.  Paul was obviously concerned that
his wife's blatant display was a bit too much in front of `strangers' and
almost tried to pull her off.  Lisa however was determined and immediately
started to ride his cock up and down.  Paul instantly gave up his protests
and started to fuck his wife.  After a few minutes Lisa pulled off him and
knelt on all fours.  Paul too knelt up and looked over at us.  He looked
both worried and excited at the same time but too excited to stop himself.
He positioned himself behind Lisa, entered her and started pumping her in
full view of us all.

   Claire, seeing that Rachelle and I were getting excited and obviously
extremely turned on herself, said, "keep your calm girls.  Don't let him
see we're enjoying their little show.  Remember in a minute I have to go
over and pretend to protest my disgust!"

   Claire waited until Paul was getting close to orgasm.  "I want to get
over there just at the point of no return.  When he just can't stop
himself. That way I get to see him shoot his load.  Maximum embarrassment
for him!" she said.

   Just a couple of minutes latter, and timed to perfection, Claire stood
up and marched over to Paul and Lisa.  It took only seconds to reach them
by which time Paul, having noticed her approaching, was trying to pull away
from his wife's cunt.  However Lisa was having none of it and simply rode
backwards to keep his cock inside her.  Then just as Claire reached them
Lisa pulled forward releasing his cock as he started to cum.  "Oh God!"
Paul shouted as his prick sprang free and started to spray cum into the
air. The first two blasts landed onto Lisa's back but as Paul panicked and
swung round, the next two loads shots out of his cock head and straight
onto Claire's legs and feet.  Paul looked mortified as Lisa fell to the
sand and pretended to cover herself up.

   Paul grabbed his now dripping cock in his hands and started to gibber.
"God I sorry!...I'm so sorry lady.  I didn't mean to so that.  God I'm
sorry!"

   "So you should be!" shouted Claire, "How dare you behave like this in
public and in front of my daughters!  They may be grown women but for God's
sake they didn't come here to see you fucking like rabbits.  I going to
report you to the police!"

   Lisa butted in, "Please don't do that.  My husband and I got carried
away and you three are all nude.  It just got us so turned on we couldn't
help ourselves."

   "Nude sunbathing and fucking are two entirely different things!" said
Claire.

   "Well please don't take it further." begged Paul, "We'll behave
ourselves for the rest of the day I promise."

   "Oh you will indeed behave if you don't want to be reported" retorted
Claire.

   "What do you mean?" said Paul.

   "If you don't want to be reported, you will do exactly as I say for the
rest of the day.  Exactly what I say with no arguments!" said Claire.

   Paul looked puzzled and asked, "Exactly what have you got in mind lady?"

   "Firstly my name is not `lady' it is Claire!, she said sternly and
continued, "What I have in mind is that you will be a slave for me and my
daughters for the rest of the day."

   Paul looked even more puzzled.

   Claire continued, "...and your duties will include everything from
preparing our food to performing on demand."

   "Performing!  What do you mean?  Said Paul.

   "Well if you like to have sex in front of other people I'm sure I can
think of a few similar tricks for you to perform!" said Claire.

   Paul replied, "Hey I'm not sure about this lady...sorry....I mean
Claire."

   Then Lisa interrupted him, "Look honey, I think under the circumstances
it might be better to do as this lady says.  We don't want an hassle and
anyway it might be fun."

   "Fun?" shouted Paul, "It's not you that has to be their slave is it!"

   "Its up to you!" said Claire.

   "He'll do it!", said Lisa on Paul's behalf.

   Paul was beaten and simply sat himself down on the sand looking lost.  A
quiet day on the beach had suddenly changed into something he hadn't
expected in his wildest imagination.

   "I will begin by explaining to my girls what your `punishment' for lewd
behaviour is to be.  Then when I wave you over you and your wife will come
and join us.  You will remain naked and", turning to Lisa continued, "you
will remove your bikini top so you too are nude.  Now I will ask you once
more - Do you agree?"

   "Yes!" said Lisa with almost too much enthusiasm.

   "Yes." Said Paul sheepishly, "I'll do it, I suppose."

   "Right!  Now I suppose I'd better know your names."

   "I'm Lisa and this is my husband Paul", said Lisa trying desperately to
pretend that she had never set eyes on Claire before..

   Then turning to Lisa Claire gave a little wink and walked back over to
Rachelle and myself.  She explained what she had told them and we all
agreed that this had the potential to be serious fun.  Claire then reminded
us that Paul and Lisa thought we were her daughters and that we should
therefore let her give all the instructions.  All we had to do was enjoy
the fun!

   Claire then waved Lisa and Paul over.  They stood up and walked slowly
towards us.

   "Sit down." Said Claire to them, "Let me introduce you, this is Sue and
this is Rachelle my daughters.  I have explained to them that you have
agreed to act as our servants for the rest of today as an acceptable
punishment for your lewd behaviour.  We were all most shocked to see you
fucking your wife!"

   Paul looked very embaressed and Lisa tried to look the same but really
couldn't help a little smile in my direction.

   "Paul, shortly we shall have some bar-b-q lunch which you shall cook for
us all.  However first, and since you like performing in public, you will
put on a little show for us.  I require that you get that little prick of
yours hard again and masturbate for us.  We expect a good show and a good
deal of cum.  Do you understand."

   Paul looked at each of us in turn and then answered Claire, "Okay I
suppose I have no choice but I only came a few minutes ago."

   "That's your problem, just make sure you cum quickly and with a good
load.  I'm sure with four naked women in front of you, you can manage
something for us." Said Claire.

   If truth be told Paul had started to get firm almost as soon as he sat
next to us.  I don't think he could really believe that he was surrounded
by so much naked pussy and suspected that the idea of being our slave for a
day was probably turning him on quite a lot.

   "I think we'll have you standing for this." Claire added.

   Paul stood up and staying near to Lisa, for comfort, he started to
slowly pull his cock.  It was erect in a matter of seconds and started to
show the gleam of pre-cum over its head.  As he wanked himself Paul kept
looking at each of us in turn.  He really was enjoying it, playing to his
audience.  It was no more than a minute before he bent his knees and was
obviously near to cumming.

   "That's quick Paul, good boy, now make it a big load!" said Claire, "You
will cum in your wife's face.  Do you understand."

   "Yeah, yeah" he panted and he shuffled into position in front of Lisa
and started a few last pumps on his cock.  His knees bent a little further
and he started to shoot.  It was indeed a good show with a truly huge
amount of cum spraying Lisa's hair, face and dribbling down onto her tits.
Paul then fell to his knees and looked at Claire for approval.

   "Excellent!" she said, "you are indeed a good slave Paul.  Now you can
start the cooking whilst we sunbathe." Turning to Lisa Claire said, "Lisa,
leave Paul's cum on your face until food is ready.  Then we shall wash it
off."

   "Yes Claire," said Lisa obediently.

   Paul then set about preparing and cooking lunch whilst the four of us
girls lounged in the sun and chatted.  It seemed somewhat surreal to chat
to Lisa who still had a faceful of cum dripping onto her breasts as we
talked.  Both I and Rachelle couldn't resists rubbing ourselves from time
to time, turned on as we were by Paul's performance and Lisa's state.  When
Paul announced that lunch was ready Claire piped up, "If we are ready to
eat then I suggest Lisa is cleaned up.  Rachelle and Sue you will now clean
the spunk from Lisa's face and body."

   I reached for a paper towel but was interrupted by Claire, "no not with
that." She said, "I think it needs washing off, don't you girls?  I think
you know what I mean."

   Rachelle and I looked at each other and immediately clicked as to
Claire's intentions.  We both stood up and next to Lisa.  Then holding
ourselves open we started to pee onto her face and body.  Lisa loved it
grabbing handfuls of our piss and washing her husband's cum from her hair,
face and body with our golden streams.  I don't think Paul could believe
what he was seeing and obviously expected Lisa to object, but she didn't.
Lisa lapped it up and started to not only clean herself but to also rub her
pussy as we pissed.  She bought herself of before Rachelle and I had even
finished.  It was obvious that we were all in a very high state of arousal.

   "Excellent!" exclaimed Claire, "now we shall all eat and drink.  There's
plenty of wine and beer but I recommend the beer.  Its all about volume."
She said rather cryptically and with a knowing smile from ear to ear.

   We spent a great hour or so eating the bar-b-q, drinking plenty and
chatting.  Both Lisa and more importantly, Paul seemed to relax a good deal
although he did spend almost the entire time in a semierect state.

   After lunch Claire once again took charge, "We shall now play some
games. First is the fountain competition.  The four of us girls will each,
and at the same time, produce our best pee fountains.  The highest fountain
will be the winner!"

   "And what's the prize?" asked Rachelle.

   "The winner will get to nominate Paul's next punishment." Replied
Claire.

   With that the four of us all laid next to each other and spreading our
legs and lifting our hips into the air by resting on our elbows proceeded
to pee.  Four fountains of piss high into the air and with most of it
falling back down onto ourselves and each other.

   "Fucking hell!" was all that Paul could exclaim as he watched the show.

   When we were all spent, it was agreed that Lisa had won with a
watersports display second to none.  This would be interesting.  It was now
up to her what her husband's next `punishment' would be.

   "So what must Paul do now Lisa?" asked Claire.

   Lisa thought for some time and then said, "I shall keep the element of
competition going.  Paul will fuck us all in a row and the one who manages
to get his cum will choose his next forfeit.  Now come on girls on our
hands and knees in a row.  Let's begin!"

   We all knelt on all fours in a row and showed our cunts to Paul's.  The
poor man was almost bursting at the sight before him.

   "You will enter each of us in turn and do no more than ten strokes in
each pussy before moving onto the next one." Said Lisa.

   Paul eagerly agreed and positioning himself behind Claire rammed himself
into her up to the hilt.  Claire, not used to cock let out a squeal as Paul
pumped his cock in and out ten times.  He then duly pulled out and moved
onto me.  Having pumped me the statutory ten times he then did the same to
Rachelle and then Lisa in turn.  He eventually went down the line four
times before, on his fifth entry into me, I knew I had him.  He started to
buck and swear as soon as he entered me and by his fourth thrust started to
cum inside me.  Once he was spent and pulled out I rolled away from him and
shouted "I win, I win!"

   "Well done Sue!" said the other and asked what my choice of forfeit for
Paul would be next.

   "In by bag, I happen to have a strap-on dildo." I said.  "Since Paul has
now fucked all of us I intend that his next task is to be fucked by one of
us!"

   "No way!" said Paul.

   Claire cut in, "Oh yes you will.  You agreed to be our slave and you
will do our bidding.  Now who is to be the lucky women?"

   We all put our hands in the air like expectant schoolgirls.

   "Sorry girls." said Claire, "As your mother I have seniority.  I will
fuck Paul in his arse with Sue's dildo and you will all play with
yourselves as you watch."

   It was clearly Claire's final word and we quietly agreed.

   "Paul, position yourself." Instructed Claire as she put on my dildo and
lubricated the head with butter.  "Are you ready?" she asked as she knelt
behind Paul's arse and placed the head of the dildo against him.

   Paul looked at Lisa for help but she simply looked him in the eye and
whispered, "I always wanted to see this Paul.  Enjoy your fucking!"

   With that Claire pushed hard on the dildo and it suddenly punched its
way into Paul's arse.  He shouted in shock as it entered him.  Claire then
paused before starting to fuck the dildo in and out of Paul's arse as we
all shouted encouragement and played with ourselves as we looked on.  Paul
grimaced at first but then obviously started to enjoy the experience of
being fucked and started to moan his own encouragement to Claire to fuck
him harder.  Claire duly obliged and started riding him hard and fast.  As
she did so Paul's hand reached to his own cock which he started to pumped
in time with Claire's strokes.  After a few minutes he started to shout
that he was cumming and then started to empty his balls onto the sand
below.

   Claire pulled out of him, triumphant!  And the two of them sat back on
the sand to watch Rachelle, myself and Lisa as we all started to lick each
other's pussies to orgasm.

   By late afternoon we had fucked, sucked and pissed on each other until
we were all truly exhausted.

   We ended the day as the afternoon sun started to cool and agreed that
all had thoroughly enjoyed the day's adventures.  We said goodbye to Lisa
and Paul still with them ignorant of the fact that Claire, Rachelle and
myself were in fact not related at all and with Paul having no idea that
the day's events had been set up by his own dear wife.  I wondered if he
would ever be told.

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