Lucy rang Madeline's doorbell and waited nervously. She didn't know why she had come.. She had sworn that after that overwhelming humiliation of the last time she would never never.....^Åbut what was she thinking? She knew that was the exact reason she had come. The door opened at last by a cheeky looking teenager with long brown hair cascading down almost to her jeans over a sleeveless white t-shirt. Yeah?' Is Madeline in?' She laughed. I bet you're Lucy, yeah? Well you held out for five days, that's about three days longer than most. They're generally sent packing with a flea in their ear, but she said to show you in if you called.' She laughed again. No, when you called, she said!' The flat was dark but handsome, big hall, high ceiling, a couple of broad seascapes down one wall with wonderful stormy skies. There was no furniture at all. The girl opened the first door which led into a room eerily like her own studio flat, but again minimalist with just two large high-backed armchairs, a long refectory table covered in magazines and bookshelves down the far wall. She won't be long. They're working on someone!' She laughed yet again, standing so close to Lucy that she could smell her spearmint gum. At that moment there was a piercing scream from next door and she saw that there was a heavy dividing door between the two rooms. The scream went on. No, dear God, no. Stop! No, no more!' She knew in that second that it was not a scream of pain. They were not cries of help from torture. They were cries of the excruciating pleasure she herself had experienced at their hands and mouths and limbs. Her panties flooded in a rush and she stooped, almost cumming on the spot. The girl looked at her curiously. This girl they're working on now, Janeen Marie, she's new, see? No experience at all. Just liked to be taken to the edge and teased. All the time. Teased but never taken. No idea of what the dark side can be really like, that's what Madeline says. And now of course, they've got her!' They could hear the steady squeaking, creaking and thumping of a bed now and the cries rose again: 'Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes, yes, yes, YES! Aaaauugh!' Such a screaming and gurgling from the back of the throat. The bed noises grew faster and louder. And so did the panting. What were they doing to her? Then the dividing door opened and Madeline was there. I thought I heard the front door. Is Wendy looking after you? Well, she would, given half the chance. You are exactly her type, right Wendy?' The young girl beside Lucy stroked the back of her neck. She shivered. Oh yes, she is. Can I have her one day, Maddy? Me and Tracey could really fuck her up.' Mm, yeah, absolutely,' said another husky young voice. Tracey? As Madeline opened the door wider, Lucy saw a stocky, chunky teenager casually manipulating a naked wriggling, whimpering figure on the bed by sliding one broad hand in between her legs as she continued to finger her between the cheeks of her ass. Tracey continued to look at Lucy appraisingly while working off the other girl without a glance down at her. The moaning, slender young woman lay licking her lips and turning her head violently from side to side. Finish her with a fist, Tracey, and then you two can take her home. You come back for more this time next week, you hear me, Janeen Marie?' The girl whimpered. But the teenager had begun the fisting in earnest now and suddenly the girl's pussy was exploding into a fountain of squirting liquid that covered Tracey's hand. Oh, I never seen a real squirter!' screamed Wendy, hurrying over to the bed. Amazing!' Tracey slowly stopped the fisting and withdrew her gleaming wet wrist and hand. They all watched as the figure on the bed lay alone for a moment and then screamed again as her now neglected body nevertheless began to ripple and pulsate through her thighs and hips to her pussy and she shook like someone in a fit., cumming entirely on her own, before eventually subsiding into a low moaning heap in the middle of the bed. Tracey looked across at Lucy. Come and have a go on her,' she said. Janeen Marie, Lucy is going to give you a lick next.' The girl moaned. I approached the bed cautiously but she looked so wanton and abandoned lying there with her legs wide open, her pussy so red and wet. I couldn't resist her. I slowly licked the pussy folds with my tongue and at one she began to jerk and gasp and cum and cum again. I fingered her little asshole at the same time and she screamed and gripped my hand really tight, pressing me into her.; Amazing,' said Madeline. Poor little soul is a raving nympho now! You know these two just played with her for two whole weeks, always taking her to the edge but never letting her cum. She wanted it to be that way. Had never cum in her life. Then Jo and I had a go at her earlier and of course Jo couldn't or wouldn't hold back and took her over the edge with her fingers. In ten minutes the poor girl was frantically humping Jo's bare thigh and panting like a bitch on heat. I let these two have her as a reward and then when Jo had gone off to London I joined Tracey for another hour and she has exhausted us. It's taken you some days to rejoin us, I must say, Lucy' I hated that pad you used on me.,' I said. Yes my fault. Never again. We didn't need it at all, but I wasn't sure how easy you would be and Jo warned me you were a strong girl. Will you miss her in the office?' No,' I said. She kept bullying me and making sly remarks to the others about my love bites. Claimed I had a boyfriend I'm glad she's gone back to London office..' Madeline laughed. Boyfriend! Absurd! Well, I am so glad you are back, my petal. I am going to take Janeen Marie home before she expires from ecstasy, but I will leave you in the girls' hands. I'm sure they will have you ready for me by the time I get back.' Oh, you bed!' said Tracey, pulling me away from the bed where I was beginning to finger Janeen Marie again. I couldn't resist the way her body jerked and rippled every time I touched her between the legs. `Come on, Lucy. We'll give you a nice shower first. We love shared showers, don't we, Tracey? You should just see what Tracey can do with a soapy sponge when I am washing your hair.' 'Don't you dare exhaust her in the shower!' said Madeline. 'I 'm joining you to finish her off later. She is going to make my lovely Janeen Marie look positively peaceful, You should just see her fucking a fist when she's lost all control!'
To be continued. Letters always welcome with suggestions
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