Dear Reader, hopefully, you will love my fourth chapter of this story. If you do like it please read my others.

Please, read the old chapters before reading this one, it's not mandate but it helps.

I am happy to receive comments and PMs. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.

Thanks to Mfan and others for helping test copy read.

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Bob, Sue and Anita's holiday romance ... 4

Recap :

In chapter 3 we left Sue and Anita sat in the waiting room wrapped in towels having a cup of tea.

'' Well, what now ? '' asked Anita ?

'' Well, we still have shopping prison term left and I think we need some lingerie, hopefully matching and we must meet up with Bob, '' Sue replied. `` But I also need to work out how he is going to pay for cheating. ``

'' Have n't we just levelled the playing field of force on that argument ? '' Anita asked.

"Oh yes, and it was the best thing ever, but he does n't know that, does he ?"Sue said with a foul smile.

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Sue picked up her phone, typed in a hunting and started scrolling.

"right, we have an adult lingerie clothing shop three streets away and an adult sex store just in the next street. Let's finish these loving cup of tea, get dressed and then return to our shopping spree."Sue said beaming,"but you are to carry an all-night bag, as I would like you to stay with us tonight !"

Anita and Sue then re-engaged their sisterly conversation. Chuckling and laughing, although now the subjects were about the triviality of anal sex, puff task, erotic underclothing and even thralldom.

Soon they were striding out of the flat, refreshed, dressed, laden with their earlier purchases and a small overnight bag for Anita.

At the grownup wearable memory, they brought matching intimate apparel ( Some of which made Sue blush ), some miniature ( some of which Sue had to ask what they were for, which also caused her to blush, some of which Anita already had ) and some lube that Anita recommended.

Sue paused before entering the adult sex shop."I've never been inside one of these,"she admitted, blushing. Anita laughed, held onto her and walked her inside. Whilst the stock was more limited, it was more specialised. Soon they had purchased some more toy dog and more risqué underwear. Sue was relieved that they could all fit in existing bags rather than having to carry a bag with the logotype"Randy's Sex Emporium ”.

Around the corner they were passing a jest & fancy dress store, Sue stopped to look in the window."Oh, now there is an estimation, I still haven't forgiven Bob. I can see something that we can make him worm. He is going to pay for his indiscretion,"Sue said with a nictation and a foul grinning. When they emerged from the shop the two girls were laughing hysterically, clutching yet another bag.

Once they had checked that Sue & Bob's flat was discharge, with no sign of Bob, the girls flaked out on the sofa, bags spread out before them. Anita made a cup of tea and together they spread out their wares into groups, whilst inspecting each item. Soon there were four piles : world clothes, private intimate apparel, toys and Bob's humiliation. Anita dug into her overnight bag to display some additions to the collection.

Bob was enjoying himself, after surfing for an hour or two he found a play bar, where they were showing his home squad The Bristol Bears playing the premiership leaders, Harlequins. Soon the bar was entire of supporters for both team and some good-natured give-and-take and beer was flowing. By the secret plan 's final tin whistle, he had had a burger and befriended a substantial stag political party from Bristol, joining them for their next few ports of Call in their pub crawl.

He was just getting peckish for another Warren E. Burger when he felt his phone bombilation and opened a text from Sue :

"I know what you have been up to. Anita has explained. I am disappointed in you. You have two selection :

A ) You Scripture into the Travellers Lodge Hotel, I will drop off an overnight bag and we are finished.

OR

B ) Come to the apartment, change into the clothes I've left in the hallway, and conform to my instructions to demonstrate your undying love for me."

Bob's pedigree curdled, sobering him up in an instant.

"Sorry gent, I have to go, the girl isn't glad, got to go, sorry."Bob apologized as he dashed from the bar, heading for the apartment, dreading the worst.

Sue and Anita were also terrified. Sue was clutching onto Anita's arm. Was this a step too far ? She had never been a gambler. What if he calls her bluff and goes for option A ? Does he have it off her enough to go for choice B ?

They heard the nominal head door open, then shut in the incoming hall. Sue stifled a sidesplitter of fear but also relieved that step one was over. He had chosen option B, to come to her, but will he go that supernumerary mile ? Or wo n't he ?

"Sue ?"Bob called. But they couldn't hear any pace further into the entrance hall. Then they heard the rustle of paper with Sue's instructions on, then a rustle of dress and Bob's bag hitting the floor.

Bob's voice rang out,"For fuck's sake Sue, what the fuck ?"

Sue mouthed to Anita a belly laugh of fear, Anita silently mouthed the actor's line,"Be brave, he loves you."Then put her finger on Sue's back talk to further her to be quiesce.

Then Bob's voice again,"Sue, for crying out cheap, really ?"Again Sue looked to Anita, who repeated placing a finger on her lips.

They heard some more noises. Of clothes dropping onto the level, then clothes sliding on and a grunt of disgust, followed by further mumbled moan and moan with Bob swearing under his breath in frustration.

"Okay, done. Where are you ?"Bob asked after a piece, Anita still held her finger on Sue's lips.

Pad, pad, pad came the speech sound of Bob's foundation on the tiled flooring. A pause as he stopped to check in the waiting area. Then pad, pad, pad and his orotund skeleton appeared at the afford room access to the bedroom.

The two girls squealed in outrageous laugh, hugging each former, upon seeing Bob, standing there incredulous.

There he stood in the brusk brace of gilded spandex hot pants ever. A pair that even kiley Minogue couldn't fit into. Bob's manhood like a trunk led across him, almost squashed monotonic inside the spandex. Above was a ignominious T-shirt that was so tight on him the stitching was almost tearing. The icing on the cake was written across his thorax in diamantes, one-word 'BITCH'.

Finally, the two girls calmed down enough to speak, as their laughter subsided.

'' Rotate, turn around, '' Sue commanded to a red-faced wild Bob. Indignant in his insult, Bob rotated to show his hot trouser riding high up up the crack of his tooshie, but the Bible 'SLUT'was still legible.

Once again the two girls squealed louder in their satisfaction. Bob's abuse was almost complete.

Bob stood there in the room access, face glowing like a beetroot, embarrassed at this vilification. His intellect was still racing with terror, confused at why both Sue and Anita were led on the bed under the duvet ? Both ensured the eiderdown never dropped below their chins. ‘ What are they hiding ?'He thought. When he stepped forward to find out as Sue piped up, wagging a digit at him.

"Ah Aaa, tut-tut, statement, let us see if you followed them to the letter."

Bob Stopped in his tracks. The last part of the written book of instructions was that he was n't to approach the two until commanded.

Sue 's arm appeared from the side of the eiderdown and picked up a small key fob from the bedside cupboard. Her hand pointed it towards Bob and there was a detent of a button.

A quietly buzz broke the room's silence and Bob jumped out of his skin. Once to a greater extent the two lady friend screamed with laugh, keeping the continental quilt covering all but their faces.

"What the fuck, Sue ? Wasn't it bad enough that I had to jostle that up my arse ?"

The young woman settled down and after some spontaneous giggling fit Sue could speak coherently. Once more there was a click and the buzzing stopped. poor Bob's shaft was struggling to load the spandex further.

"okey Bob, you've done enough, I do love you and it seems you still bed me too. Don't blame Anita she didn't mean to say anything, I caught her off guard. So I had better explain that I too have fallen for Anita's grand exotic appealingness. But I think we need flat coat rules ... and as it seems I am a day and a half behind the bender, I have the upper berth ground."

Bob looked befuddled and nonplussed, still wondering why the girls were hiding under the eiderdown. Anita and Sue looked at each other, smiled and nodded, then threw the duvet to one side. The two women were both clad in matching red lace underwear and stockings.

Bob gasped and absorbed the perspective. Identical low cut bras, suspender belts and crotch-less knickers with red lace stockings. His eyes dodged between the matching duet of knickers. One duet exposing bare peel with a small limp light beam peeking through, and the early duad displaying a shaved narrow hairline arrow pointing downwards. Sue's mania killing crotch hair had gone. She looked pleasant-tasting along-side Anita, the two contrasting in size but both complementing each other and raising his luxuria.

Bob forgot his written program line and threw himself onto the bed between these lulu, chuckling. As happy as a dog with two dicks. Wrapping the two woman up in his branch, hugging them, and planting kisses on them both. The girl both hugged and kissed him back and each other ... celebrating the successful ending of their plan.

Sue couldn't contain her excitement as she didn't want there to be any closed book between them."Bob, don't blame her for telling me, it's a long story, but she would consume kept your secret. Anita is just wonderful, I sorting of made her William Tell me, and she has shagged me rotten all afternoon. She has agreed to stay with us tonight, but only if you are nice ?"She beamed at Anita and Bob, kissing them both.

"So reason rules Bob. Before you get any form of satisfaction, you must first satisfy Anita. This will be your penance. I choose positions and orientation course of any engagement, and I get a choice of who I start with. Whether that will be Anita or you Bob ... I think that gives me home reward ?"Sue was grinning, being very delight with her negotiating skills.

Bob shrugged in capitulation, smiled and said to Anita,"See, I told you she was lovely."

Sue then whispered something in Anita's ear, Anita acknowledged with a nod and a smile.

"On your back Bob, straits over the boundary of the bed. Now you can only match Anita."Sue instructed. She had a wicked smiling on her face that worried Bob. Sue knew one thing that the old Bob would hate, but will he now ?

Bob had to rotate around, so his feet were facing the headboard and his head was just over the boundary of the bed. So he was looking up at Anita, who looked upside down. Her limp blimp hanging over him, Bob guessed what could come next, but this new Bob was looking forward to it.

"Bob, suck Anita's lovely sausage, so she can present fuck you."Sue was exulting, surely Bob would never agree to this ?

Bob's deal reached out to Anita's hips and pulled her to him. She widened her foot position to depress her slight irradiation down to him. As Anita's limp phallus entered Bob's lips Sue squealed in delight,"suction her until she rewards you, Bob."

Sue could n't consider she was seeing her dyke, testosterone pumping, husband sucking off the beautiful Anita. He was obviously doing a good job as Sue could see her jibe stiffening, growing, and Anita smiling ecstatically back at her. Sue could feel her pubic region ache and her own wetness grow. She had wanted Bob to experience a challenge. Sue was now suspicious over what had exactly happened in those preceding days, as Bob did n't seem as bothered by having Anita in his back talk as Sue had hoped ?

She sought and found the remote and pressed the button. A muffled Buzz came from the butt plug trench inside Bob. Bob 's hip rose in the air in seismic disturbance, but his hands wrapped around behind Anita 's brass, pulling her in even fuddled. Sue could see his face nerve concave inwards, he was sucking her alright.

She watched Bob 's humanity fighting the tight spandex, desperately trying to grow. Sue 's wetness and lecherousness grew, watching the tantrum play out. Seeing Anita being pleasured was exciting Sue the most, as her hand drifted down to her own wetness of desire, sending shake of excitement down her spine.

Bob felt a fingernail drag along the length of his pumping, throbbing encapsulated shot. Anita, you lovely woman, he thought. He massaged her cheeks with his bridge player, sucking at her now nearly full-grown shaft. Then felt the spandex hot gasp being tugged down. The coffin nail plug vibrating away was inside him was unbelievably arouse ; he had never had that sort of deep excitement.

His hot pants were tugged down, past his hips and his big soldier fusillade free to tolerate to attention. A hand wrapped around it, but Anita's hired man were holding his arm ? Sue ? Then a pair of back talk wrapped around his soldier's head. ‘ Sue ?'He thought, surprised by this new spell of events.

Anita was leaning backwards to thrusting her prick into Bob's oral fissure. Bob, even with his eyes open, only had an upside-down perspective of Anita looming tall over him, her pert boob still trapped in her red lace bra. Bob being amazed and shocked, now realising that this was a new Sue, with her lips enveloping his soldier, moving up and down.

Now knowing this, Bob knew he could not last long, he just hoped that neither could Anita. Then Sue 's sassing left his upright soldier. He felt the bed move around his rose hip, then he realised Sue was straddling him. Her hired hand guided his soldier 's straits. He felt her wetness, her warmth, then it all enveloped him and her system of weights sat onto his hips.

None of his workmates would consider he was having this style of a threesome, every man 's dream, but possibly not in this configuration. Even if he could have picked a choice, it would have still been with these two lovely womanhood. He was a dog with two dicks.

Sue rocked back and forth on Bob 's tall soldier, with her intimate apparel rubbing against him, adding to the sensual overload. He tasted Anita 's pre-cum, opening his eyes to look up to see Sue 's hands-on Anita 's bra, squashing and teasing her. He saw them tilt together and kiss, not a mountain but a passionate celebratory kiss.

He felt Anita pulse, thrusting into him as she came spurt after spurt into his mouth, forcing him to withdraw her wages. Sue was now thrusting laborious back and forth, Bob felt Anita 's fingers leave him and get between them, reaching to Sue 's clit and vigorously pester Sue. Bob felt a surge from deep within him and a undulation of joy as he released himself into Sue.

Sue screamed as she spasmed under a barrage of pleasance and came, stifled by Anita kissing her,"Arrgh, Mmmmff, Sclurp."

The three remained locked together until Anita broke the spell by pulling away from Bob and helping Sue off him. Bob rolled over and swapped around to join the two fair sex in an embrace.

'' You enjoyed that way too much, Bob. '' Sue scolded, but the smile and kiss gave away her delight. Sue wedged in between Bob and Anita, whilst they smothered her in kiss. She felt she was the queen of the bed, feeling the two deflating wet pecker on her as they shared kisses.

They led together, warm and sweaty, then Bob's stomach growled."Are you girls'hungry ?"

"Famished,"Sue answered.

"I've worked up an appetite."Anita agreed.

Bob got up and headed for the cascade,"I'll have a prompt shower, then how about we try the posh hotel up on the cliffs for dinner."

Bob returned from the shower bath to ascertain Sue and Anita curled up together under a sheet, almost asleep.

"Come on sleepy heads,"Bob said, kissing Sue on the impudence. Anita got up and encouraged Sue up, then led her by her helping hand across the bedroom to the shower.

"Oh ! Miss Stephens."Sue laughed as she followed. Bob was puzzled but assumed that was Anita's surname.

Bob had waited in the waiting area for historic period, venter growling with a cup of tea in hand, watching some asinine TV motion picture until finally, the two ladies were fix. They looked lovely in their new purchase. They coaxed Bob out of his couch and three walked up the J. J. Hill along the cliff to a hotel with views over the ocean.

Being relatively early, they could get tail by the windowpane to treasure the survey. They continued from where they left off at breakfast earlier that morn. Their conversation covered everything, but goose egg in specific. Sue told Bob all about the shopping head trip with Anita. She went into profoundness about the helper flirting with Anita.

The changing room voice of the story carried some artistic license, of how Sue advancing on Anita, jealous of the shopping assistant 's flirtatious attention. They applied a little more esthetic permit to their return to Anita's flat and the chronological succession of Sue's afternoon 's sexual exploration. Avoiding any mention of Miss Stephens. The chronicle stirring Bob's loins, with Sue and Anita blushing in sequence.

They made plans for the abide by day. lunar time period prison term had now crept forward to to begin with each day, so Bob and Anita were going to rise early to surf for a couplet of hour. This would allow Sue a lie in, as a result, Sue wanted to choose the afternoon's activeness. She used to horse ride, and she had seen a local riding school that did pony trekking. Sue went online and booked the three of them on for the 2 pm trek.

Anita was excited as she had never ridden a horse before. Bob 's opinion was that they were direful, irregular fauna that you ca n't control. Sue won him over with the promise that the next day they could see the castling up the coast or try the quad bike trek another farm offered.

Anita was happy than she had been in any previous family relationship. Any possible cracks in Sue and Bob 's relationship were mended. Their wedding saved, and all three had discovered new desires and learned more than about themselves. She wanted this vacation to last forever.

The hotel didn't rush their meal, so they had ample fourth dimension between grade to chat and drink. By the time they were ready to provide, the restaurant was busy, and the sun was going down. Bob paid, and they walked out into the cool evening air. They walked the long way back down the drop to the harbour where they had a nightcap. Bob checked his tide times, and they popped to Anita's vacation apartment for her to peck up her bathing suit for tomorrow.

They walked through the multitude of clubbers back to the apartment. Sue had a whispered chat with Anita, to admit to Bob that they were exhausted and wanted an other Night but no plan for sex. Bob whilst disappointed was pleased for some recuperation sentence too. Anita and Sue sat in bed reading or checking social culture medium on earpiece. Bob made them coffees and retired to the lounge to see a Clint Eastwood spaghetti western for the millionth time.

By the fourth dimension Bob was prepare for bed, the bedroom luminance was off. In the duskiness, he could see Sue and Anita asleep spooning. Bob stripped and slipped under the covers, also in a curled position, backing in until he felt Sue 's affectionateness behind him.

In the night Bob stirred to find Sue's arm around his hip and unusually her hand lightly resting on his limp humanity, whilst she was still sleeping. He didn't want to impress and possibly wake her, so dropped back off to sleep.

Later Sue and Anita also stirred, both rotating, swapping so now Sue spooned Anita. Neither was fully waken, but Sue's hand drifted to Anita's fork and her limp sausage. A warm gleam ran through Anita as she felt the tender Christ Within touch and Sue's back talk kiss her on her berm. She felt Sue's paw meander, playing with her. Whilst her early hand, whose arm Anita's head rested on, stroked her naked breast. Sue was still one-half departed and acting out a brief fantasy with Miss Stephen.

Anita led there slowly, waking, teat erect, as her sausage continued to grow with Sue's appease jot. She was sore and empty after a day of pleasure, so she decided to retort and pleasure Sue instead. She slid around, rotating to present Sue, waking Sue a picayune, and slid her leg between Sue's thighs.

"Shhhh Sue, it's ok, it's still early."She whispered, kissing her. Sue's chief now nestled on her arm and that hand's fingers stroked her articulatio humeri and back, tracing sparkle line of descent across her with her fingers. Her other hand teased her intimate thigh, Sue's leg spread a small. She teased her tender shaven bonnet down towards a moistness delight purse, her finger slipping in.

'' Mmmm Anita, '' Sue whispered, Anita, kissing her nose then her rim. She was warm and tasted of eternal sleep. Anita slid down whilst teasing her palace entrance with her fingerbreadth. She sucked and nibbled Sue's mammilla, kissed her tummy. Planting kisses as she trailed to her bonnet where her lingua licked her reduce track of hair. She teased her way down her route mapping hairline, guiding her tongue further down to Sue 's palace lips.

Sue was enjoying her betimes first light wake-up call rolling onto her spine and widened her branch to give up Anita to go under mediate. Her clapper continued to rally her pleasance trigger, tasting Sue 's fresh wetness.

Bob stirred again as the predawn light defined the bedroom. He heard the moaning alongside him and opened an eye to see Anita 's head between Sue 's second joint. He lifted his promontory to watch Sue 's hand guide Anita 's head and her former holding Anita 's manus to her breast. Bob did n't need further encouragement for his shaft to ask for some satisfaction. Not wanting to touch the women, his script stroking his hard shaft.

Bob saw Sue's centre closed while she focused on the pleasures being feasted upon her. Anita's oculus closed in focus on her tongues'try. Bob in his baseless dreams had never envisaged watching another woman pleasure his wife, but here they were, with Sue softly moaning.

Anita opened her optic to see Bob watching goggle-eyed and playing with his stiff shaft under the bedsheet. Not wanting him to perform solo, she walked her knees up the bed raising her bum impudence in the air, arching her back she waggled her bum invitingly to Bob.

Bob noticed the variety in visibility and the brash waggle of Anita's great backside. With her mouth hidden under Sue's bonnet, and nose resting above, he saw her raise her supercilium as a mite of an invitation. Slipping off the bed, he sought the feeding bottle of lubricator on the bedside cabinet.

Anita shivered as Bob kissed and licked around her rear entrance. He drizzled lube along her Prunus persica valley and slid a finger along and teased it into her winking star ringed bloom. He slowly delved his finger in and out, adding a second gear digit, both of them enjoying the anticipation of the pleasure to come.

Bob drizzled lube onto his cadaver peter, setting the bottle to one side. Withdrawing his fingers, he slipped his light beam into Anita, easing in, pulling back then easing deeper in. This was the first gear sentence he had entered her without a rubber, and the impinging was far more sensuous. Bob held Anita's hips as he slowly impregnated her, looking over her shining lubed peach boldness to see her hair flowing over Sue's thighs. His eye drifted upwards, to see Sue gripping Anita's hands to her ample breasts and her eyes closed in bliss.

Anita moaned with the pleasance of both giving and receiving,"Mmmm."

This broke Sue 's spell, opening her eyes to watch Anita licking her out. She was surprised to see Bob behind, obviously now inside her. Sue could finger Anita tensing with excitement and she felt her wetness increment, knowing that once more than she was part of an erotically coupled deuce-ace. She had a covered stand opinion of what she now knew Bob and Anita had done that first day, and it excited her. Anita 's tongue inside her and hired man on her chest gave evidence that Anita was also enjoying being the weft in the sandwich.

Bob slid slowly in and out of Anita's tight velvet tunnel, the lubricator intensifying the experience as his naked shaft eased in and out. He caught Sue's center watching him, her gorgeous body laid out before him, tensing and arching. Whilst Anita played her like a human official document, blowing and suck at her pussy whilst squeezing and tweaking her boobs with her hands.

Sue licked her lips and mouthed to Bob,"I love you. Fuck her, Bob, fuck her."She smiled, her rima oris out-of-doors, anticipating the construction climax inside her. Anita was now sucking and licking furiously feeling Sue's physical structure tensing knowing what was coming. Bob shocked at seeing Sue's approving and encouragement, increased his poke into Anita, Sue rewarding him by grinning as Anita doubled her travail on her in unison.

Sue's soundbox spasmed flooded by a wave of orgasms and screamed,"Fuuuuuckkk Yeeessss,"As she thrust herself into Anita's brass.

Bob saw the resulting climax of Anita 's lingua pleasuring his wife and then felt Anita 's climax as her velvet tunnel crushed onto his thrusting light beam. Knowing the two woman were now enjoying the fruits of their bodies, he released his coming to flow out into Anita.

Bob remained locked into Anita as she squeezed the shoemaker's last drops out of him. Anita relaxed her love tunnel's hold on Bob. Sliding up between Sue's thighs, leaving a trail of kisses to snog her passionately on her brim as Sue wrapped her legs around her. Bob 's deflating shaft now released, flopped free. He could see his cum leaking from Anita and her leaking cum from her limp cock. He leaned in and ran his knife up her beauty valley to rally her star ringed flower, tasting himself. His hand held onto Anita 's shot, gently milking the last of her juice free.

Anita and Sue rolled position on, pecking kisses, allowing Bob to slide up behind Anita to spoon her, whilst kissing her neck and leaning across to kiss Sue.

Anita had had mathematical group sex before, but it was always more aggressive, fraught with sexual mightiness struggle. This had been different, more spontaneous and relaxed. Whilst she started this holiday in a break family relationship, was this ‘ family et threesome'actually the solution to her lonesomeness ?

Bob pulled the bedsheet over them and the three of them calmed and fell back asleep.

Bob's telephone alarm woke him, so he & Anita rose early having a light breakfast. Jam and toast with a couple of cups of tea, they slipped out trying not to wake Sue. Outside waiting was a nice crisp, chilly summer morning, promising warmness later. They went to the same surf school they had used before and sorted out their power train.

Today they had timed the lunar time period perfective as it was on its way in, creating much larger waves than when they had their deterrent example the other day. Emerging out onto the beach, Anita was full of trepidation. Bob felt braver having surfed the previous day in similar waves. Being early the beach was evacuate, occupied by a few dog walker and joggers, but in the waves held more surfboarder, taking advantage of the tide.

Whilst Bob was encouraging Anita out into the turgid waves, back in the flat Sue was returning to bed. Feeling lonely, she had gotten up, having heard the two leave earlier. Dressed only in her bedtime baggy jersey, she was now returning to bed with a cup of tea and her later wild-eyed storybook loaded onto her telephone set, just some unloosen download scrap.

She still felt wear out from so many orgasms the late day. She had never had or wanted so practically sex. She could only count the previous affair she had multiple orgasms on one paw. Yesterday was apocalyptic in comparing, feeling she had lived her own fantasize love story tarradiddle. What more could a cleaning lady want ? She had finally achieved her childhood dream of the erotic love of a beautiful woman and kept her beloved man.

She quietly tried to take her 'Janet and trick'dash of girl meets boy romance, but felt it sanitized and just would n't do today. Her intellect drifted back to the early on hours of the aurora. To be woken in such a way trumped any of her romanticistic novels. She replayed the premature day through, including her discovery of Anita and her own passionateness and desire. Her pubic region awoke and teased her with a desire to reprize the high spot. eye closed, her hired man drifted down, between her second joint, to her inside self for a small 'Sue'clip alone.

Normally, if she had been in that inning of brain, this would have been enough. But now, after this awakening, the way for even greater atonement were useable. She got up and rummaged through the detritus of the former even passion, finding what she wanted to sample. She then hunted through their discarded shopping bags from the old day finding an additional toy to sample.

Wrappers cast aside, and batteries inserted. She visited the bathroom and with some sanitising hand fluid cleaned her chosen miniature, dried and covered them in lube. Stood in her baggy T-shirt she tried to insert the butt chaw Bob had been humiliated by and her offset few endeavor at insertion had her in giggles. How on earth did Bob get this inside him ? When she was about to fall in up, she spread her legs by cocking her leg onto the toilet rump and it popped in, far further in than before.

It felt strange at first, with her standing in the toilet. She could feel it up inside her, thankful that it was only a small training plug, but it felt like a Soyuz outer space rocket engine. promised land knows what a big one flavour like ? She enjoyed walking with it inside her, at first of all walking bow-legged like a cowboy, until she felt ready to walk normally. All variety of firework were exploding and firing off inside her at each stride, making her way back to the bed. Once led back down, she pulled the sheet over her as a surety blanket and slipped both hands down to her thighs. Closing her eyes, she tried to stray back to Sue 's 'happy plaza ,'meeting Miss Stephens on the way.

Sue's hands were soon augmenting her fantasise as they sought her erogenous zones. Holding her charged, freshly lubed, new blue silicone toy, she traced her eye finger's breadth's familiar route down to her pleasure button. She teased herself using its soft duration, passing it along her balmy lips, feeling the cushy grain.

Her free hand palmed her knocker, teasing her fingernail over her aura, and tweaked her pap to set off her pleasure. Her loin were now aching for more as her wetness broke through onto her toy. Her usual quiver of delight weren't enough. Dare she switch it on ? Her blunder handwriting slid under the sheet to the blunt end of her toy, just one click, to bring it to its dispirited circumstance first. She held her breathing time in prevision, a low buzz and a short vibration built up through her hands.

Sue first massaged her poke bonnet with her toy. As she acclimatising to this unfamiliar sensation, she ran her toy over the sharpness to recognise her waiting wetness. She shivered with the firework that grew inside her as she slid the silicone along her petal sassing. Changing her grasp on the toy, she inserted the brush up blunt end between her waiting petal and worked it along with her wetness, teasing her pleasance button first, then moving on to her inner entrance.

The vibrator slipped in well-fixed than Sue expected, its mold head sending vibrations through into her intimate core. Her instinct thrust her articulatio coxae up, highlighting the butt fireplug filling her inside, causing Sue to squeal. This was new, feeling her back threshold full whilst she was knocking on the front man, but she liked it.

Her finger slid her toy deeper in. She reached to try the next notch on the book switching but her nails slipped and she felt 3 notches accidentally dog by, as a undulation of fireworks replicating a supernova flowed over her. Feeling an orgasm physique and wanting to experience both toy to the uttermost, she hunted for the remote on the bedside cabinet.

She worked her silicone toy further in, feeling far self-aggrandising than it looked. This was like lighting the low-spirited touch paper on your big boomer pyrotechnic, but being unable to put up back at a safe space. With one deal on what felt like the space birdie in her front doorway and the other on her remote for Soyuz at the back door. Sue stole herself a deep breath, closed her oculus and clicked the clitoris on the butt hack remote.

She felt her insides pulse with pleasure before hearing any buzzing sound. She thrust her hips to clamp her inside muscles around the two invasive vibrating arugula. Wave after moving ridge of orgasm rushed over her as she engaged various muscle groups inside her pelvis, sampling multiple pleasures of self-pleasuring with these miniature.

Finally, in one huge spasm of climax, she screamed out loud, `` Fuuuuck."Yanking the shuttle out and casting it aside. She hunted frantically for the remote, lost in the sheet, as one last orgasm curled her into a smashed fetal placement. ` Click ’, the button brought stillness to the bed. Sue exhaled with relief. She had lost count of orgasms and was exhausted. Only now realising how loud she had been moaning now the room was understood.

Lying still for a while, she realised she needed the loo. Grabbing the shuttle, she rushed to the loo. Squatting over the toilet rump, she cautiously pulled the rump nag out and dropped it into the sink with its mate. Thankful that she hadn't messed herself, she sat and relieved herself. Sitting there she relaxed, exhausted but also in the satisfaction of enjoying the little bit of Sue time her toy dog had brought her.

Bob and Anita returned to the flat later, glowing not just from the physical exertions of surfing, but also the exhilarating frigid urine and excitement. Anita was pulling her wheelie grip with her remaining effects from her holiday flat, leaving it empty.

They found Sue dressed, human foot up on the sofa, dozing in front of daylight TV. A frigidity cup of umber on the tabular array and her phone still in her hand, slumped by her side. She had cleaned the apartment, leaving discharge drawers and cupboard open for Anita to use. Bob jumped in the shower whilst Anita unpacked, leaving Sue to sleep.

To Be Continued *******