Lara's cheeks were burning red. Her face was blushing from being in this position and her arse was crimson after the spanking her husband had just delivered. Tied, spread-eagled to the four-poster bed, she knew her weekend of humiliation had just begun. They had left their two daughters with her mother and driven to this exclusive country house hotel where the bell-boy had escorted them to the biggest suite in the hotel, one removed from the other guest rooms to offer additional privacy to their more demanding guests. It suited her husband down to the ground as he had promised her to "treat her good and treat her bad" all weekend and he didn't want any unforeseen interruptions. She wasn't sure if it was the "good" or the "bad" that she was looking forward to more.

She was thirty-five, a mother of two girls, and the chances for her to adopt her submissive nature had been very limited recently. Now, however, as she tried to hide her embarrassed face between the soft pillows of the largest bed she had ever seen, she knew that her desire to be treated well by her husband/master had been overtaken by her burning desire to be treated badly.

After the bell boy had left her husband had poured them both a glass of champagne then simply sat back in one of the deep armchairs in the suite and ordered her to strip. She felt very self conscious as she took a long drink from her champagne flute and began to open the open the buttons of her white, silk blouse. As she moved down the buttons and her white lace bra came more and more into view her husband shifted in his seat as she could see his erection already causing a bulge in the front of his trousers.

Pulling the blouse out of her cream coloured linen skirt, she slipped it off her shoulders and dropped it to the carpet where she stood. With only her small bra covering her large breasts, Lara could feel her face starting to get red as her nipples poked through the thin lace and her husband stared at them with real hunger in his eyes.

Reaching round behind herself, she undid the single button on the waistband of her skirt, lowered the zip then wiggled her hips to push it down her smooth legs. Standing there in her bra, matching white thong and stockings, she began to step out of her high heeled shoes when she was told to keep them on. Twirling his finger, her husband ordered her to turn around so that he could savour the sight of her tiny thong pulled deep between the round cheeks of her gorgeous arse. Lara could never understand what he saw that aroused him so much in her bottom but he loved to touch her, kiss her and lick her there. She shuddered at the thought that maybe this weekend would be the time when he finally took her anal virginity. Turning back round to face him, she was met with what she hoped was a pretend angry look on his face.

"I thought I told you to wear black."

They both knew that he hadn't but he was going to use this as his excuse to spank her. Pulling her by the wrist, he threw her on to the bed and ordered her to lie face down. Doing as she was told, she felt him take her right arm and tie it to the one of the four wooden posts at each corner of the bed with a silk scarf. This was followed by her right leg being tied in the same manner before he moved round to her left side and completed her bondage.

She knew what was coming next; he had spanked her before but only in a playful manner. This time she knew it was going to be different. He had promised her a "real" spanking, real enough to turn her arse bright red and make it difficult to sit down. She trembled in fear and anticipation while she waited for the first slap on her shapely bum but he wasn't quite ready yet. She looked around to see him getting something out of his case which he had insisted on packing himself.

He came back to the bedside and reached over her head. Before she knew it, Lara had been blindfolded with some sort of velvet mask which cut out her vision entirely. Next she felt him pressing something into her mouth, something soft but which filled her mouth entirely. He leaned down and whispered in her ear that it was the knickers she had worn yesterday which he had retrieved from their laundry basket without her knowledge. She gagged at the thought of her own used panties in her mouth yet, at the same time, became aware of a taste which she had only ever tasted before when she licked her fingers after masturbating. She had only ever done so under his instructions and found it even more humiliating to taste her own pussy juices in this position. Just as she thought it couldn't get any worse, the spanking began.

SLAP!

Lara's whole body jerked off the bed at the pain and shock.

SLAP!

This time on her other cheek.

SLAP!

Lara tried to cry out but her mouth was well stuffed with her dirty knickers and her lack of vision seemed to intensify every thing else that she was feeling.

SLAP!

She didn't think she could take much more of this.

SLAP!

How could she tell him to stop, yell out her "safe" word, bound and gagged as she was?

SLAP!

Lara cried into her mask, just as it was removed from her eyes.

Her husband looked down on his wife's punished arse and revelled in the sight of her bright red cheeks. He had wanted to do that for so long, not to hurt her or punish her but simply because he thought it would be so exciting. And it was; he felt his fat, erect cock throbbing in his trousers and knew it would need some release very soon. What he hadn't expected was to see his beautiful wife just as aroused. He could see the crotch of her white thong had a very obvious damp patch and he peeled it from her slightly to allow his fingers in, running them along her very wet slit.

Lara was shocked. Her bottom hurt so much yet she couldn't deny that, when her husband had touched her pussy, her juices were flowing. She had never known her body to betray her in this way. It was unthinkable to believe that she was turned on by the spanking she had just received yet, as her husband continued to play with her pussy, it continued to respond.

Just when she was starting to forget about the pain in her bottom and enjoy what her husband was doing with his skillfull fingers, he stopped. Lara moaned in frustration but, in her position, that was all she could do. She tried to lift her head and turn around to see what he was going to do next but couldn't find him. Instead she heard him on the phone ordering some more champagne from room service. Expecting him to release her before it was delivered she relaxed and lay her head down.

After a few moments, when he still hadn't untied her, she raised her head again to look for him. Sitting on the big armchair again, he was relaxing, finishing his drink, smiling at his bound wife. Then it struck her; he was going to allow someone else, a stranger, into their suite and allow them to see her tied to the bed.

"Please, no," she begged. "You can't let anyone else see me like this; it would be too embarrassing. Please untie me."

Her husband just smiled back at her and then someone knocked at the door. He got up to answer it and Lara tried to bury her face in the pillows. How could he let anyone else see her like this? She was mortified. There she lay, spread-eagled, tied to the bedposts, in her underwear, her punished bottom cheeks all too obvious for anyone to see. She sobbed into the pillows but could still feel her knickers getting even more wet.

"Just take it over to the bed," she heard her husband say and wished the bed would swallow her. The next thing she heard was a gasp and it was obviously from a girl.

"Put the tray down between my wife's legs," the girl was instructed.

"Do you like what you see?"

"I've never seen another woman's bottom, sir. It's so red."

"That's because I've just spanked her. Have you ever been spanked, Cathleen?" he asked, seeing her name on her badge.

"Not since I was a little girl and I had done something bad, sir," said the girl, unable to tear her eyes away from Lara's punished cheeks. The girl was also amazed by Lara's tiny thong and the way it disappeared between her cheeks.

"How old are you, Cathleen?"

"I've just turned eighteen, sir. This is my first job since leaving school." "And would you like to be spanked, Cathleen?"

"No, I mean, it looks very sore, sir."

"Well, I suppose it is but it can also be very nice. Can you see how wet my wife's knickers are?" He reached over to Lara and pulled her thong out from between her cheeks, turning the crotch inside out to show the young girl how turned on she had been. Lara again plunged her bright red face between the pillows at the shame of a young eighteen year old girl inspecting her knickers.

"Do you ever get wet like this, Cathleen?"

Now the young Irish girl was embarrassed too. "Well, yes sir, sometimes. I suppose I do," she said quietly.

"Would you like to be spanked and let your pussy juices run like my wife's?"

"Oh, sir. I really don't think I should. I've always been a good girl. But...."

"But?"

"Maybe if you could do it to me gently," she hesitatingly suggested.

"I'm sure I could, Cathleen. Why don't you go and finish your work and then come back her at the end of your shift?"

"Oh, all right then, sir. I'll be back soon. But you promise to be gentle?"

Lara's husband smiled sweetly at the young girl as he showed her to the door then came back to his prone wife. Untying her, she nearly leapt of the bed in anger.

"How could you do that to me? How could you let someone else, let alone a young girl like that, see me in that position? And what did you mean by inviting her back here?"

"Relax. Lara. I promised you I would fullfill all your fantasies this weekend and I think you're about to discover a few more that you didn't even know you had."

Chapter 2

When they heard the knock at the door about an hour later, Lara's husband went to answer it. Lara herself was kneeling by his armchair, dressed only in her stockings, shoes and long, silk dressing gown. He hadn't asked her to kneel by his side; her bottom was just too sore to sit down. She looked up and saw Cathleen for the first time. Her husband hadn't told her how beautiful she was. Taller than Lara herself, she had long red hair and gorgeous green eyes. She wore a fitted white blouse which, Lara was surprised to notice, showed off her small breasts very well. Lara was surprised because she had never looked at another woman in that way before and wondered why she was doing so now.

Her husband sat down in the armchair again and Lara handed him his glass of champagne. She herself and already had a few drinks as she thought she was going to need them to get through whatever he came up with next. The nervous girl stood in front of the married couple and awaited her fate.

"Do you have a boyfriend, Cathleen?" asked Lara's husband.

"Yes, sir," nodded the pretty girl.

"And have you had sex with him yet?"

"No, sir," she answered immediately. "We have done "stuff" and he has been pushing me into sleeping with him but I'm afraid of doing that because my older sister told me it is very sore the first time."

"I see. And what "stuff" have you done with him?"

The girl hung her head so that Lara and her husband could barely hear her mumble. "I let him put his thing in my mouth."

"You mean you sucked his cock?"

"Yes, sir," answered the embarrassed girl. Lara could understand how humiliating it was for the girl to be asked the questions but she could also feel her own pussy reacting involuntarily to Cathleen's answers. What on earth was happening to her? She had never been turned on like this before and she didn't understand how it could be happening now, to a thirty five year old mother.

"Say it."

"I sucked his cock, sir," said the girl, almost in tears.

"And did he cum in your mouth, Cathleen?"

"Yes, sir. I didn't want him to but he held on to my head and kept his "cock" down my throat. I could hardly breathe but he said it was the best blowjob he had ever had so I suppose I did something right.

"Indeed you did, Cathleen, but we are going to take you a step further today. I will spank you the way you need to be spanked but first you must agree to do everything else I tell you; is that understood?"

Cathleen looked nervously at Lara for and when the older woman nodded to her the girl gave her assent.

"Very good. Since we know that you can pleasure a man with your mouth, it is time to see if you are as good with a woman. Lara, lie down on the bed and open your legs. Cathleen is going to eat your cunt."

Lara turned to him and simply stared in disbelief. No way was she going to allow this young girl to put her tongue anywhere on her, not her pussy or anywhere else. Cathleen, in turn didn't understand either. She had forced herself to come back to this couple's suite because her sister had told her that it could be fun when your boyfriend spanks you. She had been nervous before she had knocked on their door and even more nervous when the man had made her agree to do what he asked but she wasn't a lesbian; she wasn't going to touch another woman.

"Are you refusing your very first instruction, Cathleen? In that case I will have to spank you for your disobedience. Lift up your skirt."

Lara breathed a sigh of relief as she realised that he was just using the girl's refusal as his excuse to spank her, just he had used the colour of her underwear to spank her earlier. She relaxed a little but wondered how she was going to respond to seeing this beautiful girl lifting her skirt, showing off her underwear before bending over her husband's knee. How was she going to feel watching him spank another woman? Would the girl be as aroused as she was? Would her husband be as brutal as he had been with her?

Cathleen was wearing the straight black skirt that was part of her simple uniform here in the hotel. It fell to just below her knees and, as she started to raise it, she could feel the eyes of this married couple watching her and watching her skirt as it slowly rose up her young legs. As the bottom of her skirt reached her thighs, the girl wondered if she could go any further but, taking a deep breath, she told herself to stop acting like the baby that her sister always accused her of being. She felt her skirt reach the point of no return when she realised that if she went any further they would be able to see her knickers.

Lara squirmed as she knelt on the floor watching this young girl pull her skirt up her long legs. As the girl's face became redder with every inch her skirt moved up, Lara found herself longing to see how far the girl would go. Would she really show her and her husband her panties? What would they be like? Would they be wet like Lara's had been before her husband removed them? She couldn't believe these thoughts were running through her mind but she couldn't deny them either and, now that she wasn't wearing any knickers, her pussy was free to leak the more aroused she became.

When Cathleen finally wriggled her hips and pulled her skirt over them the couple in front of her feasted on the sight of the girl's white cotton knickers showing through her black tights. She had never been more embarrassed in her life. Her boyfriend had seen her knickers before so it was no great surprise to see that this older man enjoyed the view but Cathleen was shocked to see his wife stare just as openly and she became uncomfortable under the older woman's steady gaze.

When her husband beckoned the young girl to come over to them, Lara shuffled out of her way and was rewarded with the sight of their young plaything bending over her husband's lap, pushing her bottom almost into Lara's face. As the girl steeled herself for her first real spanking, Lara's husband took a grip of the waistband of her tights and roughly pulled them down to her knees. The girl sobbed in fear, anticipation and embarrassment when he then took hold of her big cotton knickers and pulled them down too. Lara was trying hard not to stare but less than a foot from her face were the round cheeks of this eighteen year old girl and she had the sudden urge to reach out and kiss them, one after the other. She was stopped by the sight of her husband's big hand gently caressing the young girl's cheeks and Lara didn't know if she was more aroused than jealous. She had never dreamed she would see him touch another woman but that's exactly what he was doing -- and he seemed to be enjoying it. Just as she thought Cathleen might be enjoying it too, her husband raised his hand and brought it down with an almighty SLAP on the young girl's bum.

Cathleen screamed at the suddenness of the strike and at the pain that rushed from her bottom.

SLAP!

"Are you ready to lick my wife's pussy?"

"No," whimpered Cathleen, her head shaking in defiance.

SLAP!

"Are you ready to taste my wife's juices?"

"No, please, I can't," cried the girl, for which Lara was very glad.

SLAP!

"Are you ready to stick your tongue inside her?"

This time Cathleen could only shake her head, biting her bottom lip and wondering how her sister could ever have enjoyed this.

SLAP!

"Are you ready to eat my wife's cunt, Cathleen?"

"Yes," she screamed. She couldn't take any more.

SLAP!

"I said yes, yes, YES!"

"I know. I just thought six was a nice round number for your first spanking. Well since Lara is naked under her dressing gown, I think you should be naked too. Take off your clothes, Cathleen."

The poor girl was too shaken to even think about what she was doing and simply began to undress. Lara watched in disbelief as this beautiful eighteen year old girl stripped in front of them both, wondering what her husband really intended because she couldn't allow herself to think he meant for the girl to touch her, his wife of ten years, the mother of his children; he couldn't really think she was going to go along with what he had just said.

Cathleen had opened her tight blouse and Lara could see the young girl's white, lacy bra. It was similar to her own but a number of sizes smaller. Lara was almost proud of the fact that, although the girl's breasts were round and pert, they were much smaller than her own and she almost unconsciously straightened up to push her large breasts out from the confines of her dressing gown. Her husband, however, seemed transfixed by Cathleen removing her bra and freeing her breasts to the hungry gaze of a man for the first time ever.

Next to go was her tight, black skirt and Cathleen had to hold her breath as she slid it down over her poor bottom. Once it was around her ankles she simply stepped out of it and stood there in her black work shoes with her tights and knickers around her knees. At a nod from Lara's husband she soon removed them too and now stood as naked as the day she was born in a hotel room before two strangers.

"Lara, remove your dressing gown and lie on the bed."

Even now Lara couldn't believe that her husband was going to go through with it. She lay on her back, her head on the pillows and watched as he calmly retied her arms and legs to the bedposts. It was even more embarrassing to let the girl see her like this as now she could see Lara's breasts and pussy but at least now the girl was naked too.

"Cathleen, get on to the bed between my wife's legs."

The bed was more than big enough to allow the young Irish girl to kneel down between Lara's outstretched legs. She still didn't believe that the man would want her to lick his wife but she would play along with it and see how far he would go. She certainly didn't want him to spank her sore bottom again but she felt way out of her depth at this point. Her sexual experience was limited to say the least and she was very quickly regretting agreeing to do anything this strange man asked of her.

"Now bend down and kiss my wife on each thigh."

Cathleen did as she was told, trying hard not to look at the woman's bald pussy. She kissed her first on the inside of her right thigh and then did the same on her left. Her skin felt very soft to the girl's innocent lips but she didn't want to go any further. She straightened up again and looked to the man for pity and escape. There was none.

"Again; keep moving higher and don't stop until I tell you."

Lara's whole body was struggling against her binds. She had started to cry out but her husband had filled her mouth with Cathleen's sweaty knickers. The girl had been wearing them all day at work and Lara didn't want to even think about what she could taste now. As her husband's young plaything kissed up each thigh, getting ever closer to her leaking pussy, Lara tried one last time to plead with her eyes to her husband. He wasn't even looking, too engrossed in the sight of a young Irish girl licking her way inexorably towards his wife's cunt.

"Now, it's time for you to taste a real woman, Cathleen. Slide your tongue along my wife's slit."

Cathleen hesitated for just a moment before his hand delivered another SLAP to her bottom. She literally dived at the older woman's pussy and began to inexpertly run her tongue quickly up and down Lara's very wet slit. Lara's body jerked as if electrocuted when the girl's wet tongue touched her sensitive lips. She wanted to be anywhere but here. She wanted to be back home in her own bed with her loving husband not in this strange hotel room with this monster her husband had become and, most of all, not with a young girl between her legs, bringing her very close to an orgasm that Lara had felt building deep within her all afternoon.

"Slow down, Cathleen, there's no rush. No one is going anywhere. Take your time to taste her, enjoy her; you can see she's enjoying what you are doing to her. Now use your finger to stroke her pussy. That's it, slide it down her as you slide your tongue up. Very good, Cathleen. I think you were born to be a slut."

The girl was secretly pleased that she was doing well and she had realised that she really like the taste of this stranger's cunt. It was quite sweet and she loved the way the woman's hips were rising up now to meet her strokes as her finger slowly slipped inside her. The more she licked and the deeper she pushed her finger, the more the woman seemed to like it. Perhaps the man was right; perhaps she really was a slut.

Lara could no longer control her body. It didn't matter how much her mind was rebelling against everything that was being done to her, her body had now taken over. It didn't matter how much she hated what the girl was doing with her soft tongue and long fingers, her pussy was loving every minute of it. Lara knew that she could not hold back any longer and, as her husband encouraged Cathleen to push another finger into her cunt, the married woman shrieked behind her gag as she came again and again and again.

"Well done, Cathleen. You have just made my wife a very happy woman. Now it's my turn."

Chapter 3

When Lara finally opened her eyes she realised she must have fallen asleep for a few moments after one of the biggest orgasms of her life. A noise from across the room had woken her and she tried to raise herself to find its source. Realising she was still attached to the bedposts, she lifted her head as far as possible to see what she was sure was happening. Fully awake now, she knew she was listening to the unmistakable sound of a man receiving oral sex. As her eyes moved around the suite she very quickly came to the lucky man -- her husband, with Cathleen kneeling between his hairy legs, her head bobbing up and down in a very practiced motion.

Lara looked at her husband. His eyes were closed, his head thrown back, obviously enjoying the young girl's oral skills. Cathleen was enjoying having her lips around the stranger's cock as it slid in and out of her mouth. As he did so she swirled her tongue over his swollen head. When she felt him push against the entrance to her throat, she did just what she had learned to do with her boyfriend; she swallowed repeatedly and let his cock slide down.

Lara noticed that her husband didn't even have to hold the girl's head down like he did with her. She also realised, shockingly, that she was insanely jealous. It was such a shock because she wasn't jealous of another woman giving her husband a blowjob. No, she was jealous of the fact that it was her husband and not herself who was using the young Irish girl to satisfy himself. As she watched Cathleen continue to aggressively lick and suck her husband's cock, it was obvious that their plaything loved what she was doing and was very good at it.

As he watched her head bobbing continuously on his lucky cock, Lara's husband could feel that familiar stirring in his balls. As she took him deeper and deeper and he could feel her tight throat wrapped around him, he knew he wasn't going to be able to take much more. Just as he was about to shoot, he put his hand back on the back of her head and thrust even deeper into her warm mouth.

His whole body stiffened as the first blast exploded down her throat. As he began to pull away from her, he filled her mouth with his cum and could see it drip from between her lips. Not content with that, he pulled out of her mouth entirely and shot more spunk over her face. It landed on her hair, her eyes and her nose. He watched as their young slut swallowed what was in her mouth and knew he had just had the best blowjob of his life.

Luckily, he thought, his ensnared wife couldn't read his thoughts as he looked over at her on the bed. Lara, however, had very different thoughts in her head at that moment. She was desperate to be untied so that she could clean Cathleen's face of her husband's cum. She knew that she wanted her to lick every inch of this young girl's body and her face would be the perfect place to start. She begged her husband to untie her with the promise that she would make it worth his while.

Intrigued, he did as she had asked then sat back down in his armchair. Lara got up off the bed, her legs a bit shaky, and took Cathleen by the hand. Her husband looked on in disbelief as his wife led the young girl to the four poster bed and lay her down on the very same spot she had just relinquished. Moving round the bed, just as her husband had done to her earlier, Lara trapped the girl in her own binds until she was satisfied. Looking down hungrily on Cathleen's pure body, the married woman got on the bed and climbed on top of the girl, her knees placed on either side of Cathleen's waist.

Bending forward, she did something she had never done before and kissed another woman on the lips. She could taste her husband, taste his cum and she knew that lust had now taken over. She was no longer in control; her pussy was in charge. As Cathleen's eyes nearly popped out of her head, she suddenly could appreciate what lesbians were all about. It was very different being kissed by another woman and, she knew, she liked it. Lara's lips were soft like her own but there was an urgency, an insistence, in them that made Cathleen open her own lips and allowed their tongues to find each other.

Both Lara and Cathleen had forgotten about the older woman's husband at that moment. Their eyes were closed and there tongues were fighting together. He watched closely as they kissed and felt his cock start to rise once again. Lara opened her eyes and looked over at him. He thought she was asking permission to go further and smiled back at her, nodding his approval. She, however, was simply making sure he was still sitting on the armchair and leaving her to enjoy Cathleen's young body.

Lara began to move her hand over the Cathleen's right breast, massaging it, caressing it. Cathleen, in turn, moaned in delight, obviously enjoying another woman's hand on her captive body. Lara broke off from their hot kiss and, bending her head down, sucked one of the girl's nipples into her mouth. As she did so, Cathleen moaned again. Lara lovingly circled both of Cathleen's nipples with her wet tongue, gently teasing them and sucking them into her mouth. As she sucked on them the girl's nipples became more and more engorged and after a couple of minutes of sucking they must have protruded from her breasts by at least three quarters of an inch.

Lara's own nipples were just as large and when she allowed her body to fall on to the young girl's, their breasts and their nipples rubbed together. This was the first time either of them had ever been naked in front of another woman and now, here they were, the older woman lying on top of the innocent younger girl, their breasts exciting each other's in return.

Lara managed to drag herself away from Cathleen's round breasts and began to lick and kiss her way down her new lover's body. As she got nearer to the young girl's pussy, Cathleen tried to close her legs, seeming to suddenly become aware of where the married woman was heading. There was a fine covering of curly, red hair between the young Irish girl's legs and Lara had never seen anything so beautiful in all her life.

"You're very wet, Cathleen" Lara whispered to the girl, looking up and seeing her own lust reflected in those gorgeous green eyes.

Cathleen simply nodded at the more experienced woman. "I've never felt like this before -- never. Not even with my boyfriend."

Lara looked over at her husband again. He had his right hand wrapped around his cock and it looked bigger and harder than Lara could ever remember it being before. However, she was not interested in him right now. She only had eyes for the girl captured beneath her. It was her tongue though, not her eyes, that were about to feast on Cathleen's virginal pussy for the very first time. Her husband watched intently, his fist working faster as his wife savoured another woman and discovered she liked the taste.

Lara ran her tongue up and down Cathleen's wet pussy, drinking in her young prisoner's juices. The girl writhed beneath the older woman's gentle touch, tormented by the feelings arising deep within her and by not being able to actively join in. She longed to put her hands on Lara's long dark hair and push her even deeper into her hairy cunt. She could hear wet slurping sounds as Lara lashed at her pussy and teased her beyond measure. Lara could smell the girl's musky arousal heavy in the air and knew that the younger girl must be very close. Cathleen's head was shaking wildly and her moaning intensified as Lara touched her protruding clit.

Cathleen felt Lara's wet tongue slide down from her clit and between her pussy lips and she knew it wasn't just the older woman's tongue who was making her so wet. She gasped again as the married woman between her legs opened her up with her lovely fingers, stretching her open, followed by her insistent tongue. If she had been able she would have spread her legs even wider to welcome Lara in but, instead, raised her hips to meet Lara's hungry mouth. Totally lost in her new found lust she moaned some more.

"Just let it happen," encouraged Lara and that was all the younger girl needed.

"Oh, oh, GOD!" screamed Cathleen. "Please don't stop!" Lara had no intention of stopping and buried her tongue, alongside her finger, as deep into the young girl's cunt as it would go. Cathleen ground her pussy onto Lara's face until her whole body shook and trembled with an orgasm that totally overwhelmed her.

"Oooohhhh!" was all she could manage.

Chapter 4

When Cathleen opened her eyes, Lara was untying her four limbs from the bedposts. The older woman leaned over and kissed the young girl on the lips.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked unnecessarily.

Cathleen was more than a bit embarrassed that she had enjoyed it so much but she was also aroused by the sight of Lara's beautiful face covered with her pussy juices and marvelled at the married woman's large breasts as they hung down from her chest.

"Would you like my husband to fuck you now? Would you like to lose your virginity?"

Cathleen didn't even have to think about it but was still worried about how it might hurt. She nodded nervously but Lara could see the fear in her eyes and kindly lay down beside the young girl to cuddle her.

"There is a way for you to be in charge and for everything to happen at your pace. Would you like to try it that way?"

Cathleen was very interested now and, once again nodding to this lovely, naked woman lying beside her, she handed over her trust to Lara. The married woman, now revelling in being in charge, instructed her husband to lie on his back on the bed. As both women got up he practically dived into position. He had been following the conversation with great anticipation and had nearly cum twice but had tightened his grip on the base of his cock as the only place he wanted to cum now was in this young girl's cunt. His wife proceeded to tie him to the bed, just as he had done to her earlier but he didn't mind; all he could think about was Cathleen's red-haired pussy.

Once her husband was secured, Lara took the girl by the hand and invited her to get on top. With Cathleen's knees on either side of his hips, Lara placed his cock at the entrance to the Irish girl's virginal cunt. Staring intently at Lara rather than her husband, Cathleen slowly lowered herself until she felt him touch her hymen. Taking a deep breath and looking Lara in the eye, she sat down suddenly, burying the married man deep inside her. She held herself still for a moment then collapsed on to his chest. He could feel her tight pussy walls pulsing around his cock as he struggled to control himself. He desperately wanted to start fucking this girl but knew from the warning look in his wife's eyes that he was not allowed to move. Cathleen turned her head to Lara and smiled.

"Thank you," she whispered, relieved that the pain had not been nearly as bad as her older sister had warned. She did not move for a few minutes, getting used to finally having a man's cock buried inside her, but slowly she instinctively began to move her hips and her pussy, using the man to satisfy her deep, deep need. As he could feel her cunt starting to spasm around his cock, he could hold back no longer and flooded her young womb with his spunk. Feeling his cock swell within her and flooding her sent Cathleen over the edge and her cunt gripped his prick like a tight glove. Lying on top of a man for the very first time, her whole body simply convulsed as she came again and again and again.

As soon as his softening cock slipped out of Cathleen's ravaged pussy, Lara untied her husband and ordered him back to his armchair. He untangled himself from the young Irish redhead and did as he was told. Cathleen rolled over on to her back while Lara got on to the bed beside her and kissed her deeply. Once she thought Cathleen had recovered, Lara again began to kiss her way down the young girl's sweaty body. Stopping momentarily at the girl's breasts, taking each inflated nipple into her mouth, she then moved further down until she reached her leaking pussy, leaking with the combined juices of her husband and this beautiful girl.

Lara stretched Cathleen's legs wide and pushed her knees upwards. Cathleen took the hint and held her legs behind her knees, opening herself completely to Lara as her husband's white cum trickled from her cunt, running down towards her arsehole. Cathleen could feel it coursing down and wanted to clean herself but she trusted this older woman and lay there nervously. Lara took a moment just to enjoy this wondrous sight then moved forward and lapped with her tongue all the way from Cathleen's arsehole to her pussy, cleaning Cathleen of her own husband's cum. Cathleen could feel more than see what Lara was doing as, at the first touch of the married woman's tongue, she had thrown her head back and become lost in new found realms of pleasure.

Lara stuck her tongue deeply in to the girl's cunt and sucked her husband's sperm from deep inside then felt Cathleen's inexperienced body begin to respond once again. Once Lara was sure she had swallowed all her husband's cum straight from Cathleen's pussy, she returned to the girl's clit, circling it and flicking it alternatively. Cathleen couldn't take much more of this and very soon she screamed out as she let go her legs and wrapped them around Lara's head. Her whole body shuddered and her smooth thighs clamped around the woman's head as yet another orgasm burst over her.

Lara's husband had cum again in his hand and didn't think he or Cathleen could take any more but for Lara the weekend had just begun.