Sunday, 6 February 2011

Hardcore club and masturbation - Part 1

Early December - I was visiting Jen again. This was a pretty long entry so I've split into two (next one posted on Wednesday). I'm actually just back from my most recent visit to Jen and I'm getting used to flying every month. I might start to visit her more often (instead of her trips up here) - as much as I enjoy being in charge when she's up here, we don't have a similar group of friends around that I can show her off to and I always have so much fun with them. Anyway, back to December...

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My journey down to Jen the next weekend (start of December) was made somewhat difficult due to the snow. My flight was delayed by quite a while so I didn’t arrive until quite late on the Friday night (but I think I was lucky to get there at all given how many flights were cancelled). Jen came to meet me at the airport and we went back to her house together. Lucy had a couple of friends round so we just crashed with them for a while and chatted about stuff. I was half expecting Jen to make me strip off or do something, but these friends weren’t from the LBGT crowd and Jen didn’t know them well enough to know if they would appreciate our games.

They got a tiny sample though as we ended up heading up to Jen’s room while they were still downstairs (we wanted to say hello to each other properly). We didn’t go out of our way to make noise, but as often happens when we’re enjoying ourselves, we were far from silent so I’m pretty sure they heard (actually I know they heard ‘cos we asked Lucy the next day). I woke up first again and gently nudged Jen awake. She was still tired for some reason and wasn’t ready for her full wake up call so I went down to prepare breakfast to give her some energy. Of course, I still haven’t been given a belt for my gown so whenever I walk anywhere, it blows open, but I had decided to not bother so much about that and just let Lucy see me (she – along with everyone else – had already seen me cum, so a bit of nudity didn’t seem like that big a deal. She wasn’t awake yet anyway so I made it down and back up unseen. My plan worked and after a bite to eat, Jen was raring to go and we had a session of humping against each other (partially scissor position but mostly her on top with a leg between my legs).

With both food and an orgasm out of the way, I was ready to start the day properly and asked what we had on the agenda. I knew that we were heading back to the hardcore club later that night, but until then we didn’t have any real plans so we decided to just see what came up. We wandered down for some coffee and Lucy appeared after a while. I still only had my gown on and I tried not to make it obvious that I was exposing myself, but I only pulled it shut a couple of times. Jen noticed this and asked Lucy if I should start my dares for the weekend now or wait until other people were around. Lucy replied that she didn’t mind, and actually liked some cream with her coffee (which I didn’t understand). Jen disappeared upstairs and quickly returned with a lacy bra and pair of tights. I was instructed to put them on and remove my gown (it was a bit cold, but at least their house is reasonably well heated so it wasn’t too bad).

I asked where this idea had come from (assuming it was something that Mike had helped concoct) but I found out that it had come from Mel and Jules, along with some of the other ideas for the weekend that I wasn’t allowed to know about yet. I was told to sit up on the table with my legs spread and Jen fetched a large pot of cream from the fridge (I now understood the cream reference). Jen pulled the material of the bra away from my breasts and poured some cream on them before letting the bra snap back into place. I had to massage this in while she did the same with my tights (but she added quite a bit more down there). I felt very cold, but I was concentrating a lot more on the fact that I was performing in front of Lucy. I was instructed to rub the cream in to my pussy and I was enjoying it, but was then told I’d done enough and we should go and shower. When I climbed down from the table, I was a mess – the cream had covered my crotch and thighs and when I stood up, it ran down my legs. I waddled into the bathroom and stepped into the shower before removing my underwear and Jen went up to get towels before returning to join me.

Once we had the door closed, I told Jen that if I was going to be made to do things, she could at least have the decency to let me cum and her fingers immediately went to my pussy and said that if that’s what I wanted, then she would make me cum. I was pressed up against the wall and Jen kissed my neck while her fingers attacked my pussy and clit. I knew that Jen was (probably) still in the kitchen but Jen’s fingers were working wonders and my pussy was slick with the cream and my own moisture – combined with her kissing my neck meant that I knew I wasn’t going to take long to cum. Jen pressed her whole body up against me and I moaned fairly loudly but didn’t care and just enjoyed the feeling. I told her I was going to cum and let out a series of ‘oh fucks’ as my orgasm pulsed through me. By the time she stopped, I was panting and had to sit down on the side of the bath to catch my breath. Jen was now also partially covered with cream and I offered to lick her clean (and a bit more), but she said she would save further orgasm for later in the day so we just showered and cleaned each other off. It’s amazing how much you can do without actually cumming and we teased each other for a while with fingers and the shower before drying off and heading back up to get dressed (Lucy wasn’t in the kitchen at this point).

I was given my clothes for the day (Jen appreciates that I feel the cold more than she does, so she at least let me wear thick thigh high socks and I had to carry a pair of panties with me, but not wear them initially. I had one of my usual skirts and a t-shirt, but then with a thick long(ish) jumper over it that almost covered my skirt. Lucy was called in to give an opinion and they decided that with the jumper, I didn’t really need a bra, so I had to strip off my top and remove it, before replacing the t-shirt and jumper. Jen then thought that it looked odd with the skirt just visible below the jumper, so I was instructed to change it for a shorter skirt that was completely hidden. I actually like this look (it’s similar to when I wear a skirt that’s just shorter than my coat) as it looks like I don’t have anything on – it was a mistake to point this out though as I was told that if that was the case, I may as well not bother with a skirt.

Even at the time, I was pretty sure that all this had been planned out in advance (Jen seems to have learned well from Mike even if she is inventing her own activities for me now). I did as I was told though and reached under my jumper and unsnapped the skirt. It slid down my legs and I kicked it back to Jen, standing with (what I intended to be) a defiant look. Lucy gave a little laugh and went off to get dressed herself while Jen and I finished doing our hair. Jen had a skirt on (also without panties), and Lucy wore a pair of jeans (which I complained about, but she didn’t change them).

We caught a bus into the city centre and spent a couple of hours wandering around before meeting up with some of the others for lunch. I was told to put my panties on just before we met them (for which I used a changing room) so I was sure that I would be being shown off over lunch, but nothing too much happened as the cafe was fairly busy. A couple of times (at opportune moments) Jen slid a hand up my legs and pushed my jumper up to expose my panties, but only briefly as someone would inevitably wander past. I noticed that Mel was doing similar things to Julia and at one point I was fairly sure that I saw a flash of her panties – but she was sitting facing out towards more people.

After we had finished eating, some of us continued shopping (or wandering around the shops) and a number of times, I was told to crouch down with my knees spread or bend over and had the jumper lifted. Jen and Mel then decided to have a competition to see which of Julia and I could be made to cum first and so a selection of clothes were randomly picked and we went to the changing rooms to ‘try them on’. Jen and I took one room and Mel and Julia another (we wanted to get ones beside each other, but didn’t manage this). The deal was that once one of us had cum, we would all leave and the loser would have to deal with the frustration of being interrupted. I was pretty confident that Jen could get me off quickly and as Jen pulled the curtain shut, I pulled off my jumper and t-shirt and yanked my panties down.

I sat on the bench and spread my legs – usually at times like this Jen would start off with some fingering and teasing, but the aim was to cum as quickly as possible, so she knelt down and alternated between lashing my clit with her tongue and attaching it with her fingers. I played with my breasts and Jen licked over my asshole while rubbing my clit and I knew I was getting close when we heard Mel call us from outside and say that it was time for us to go. Jen pulled away and I whispered to her to just continue for a few more seconds but Mel stuck her head through the curtain and said that we had made a deal. I told her okay and to get out and quickly pulled on my clothes, feeling my pussy throbbing away as my potential orgasm faded.

Once we were outside, I asked how we knew that Julia had actually cum and Mel said that she wouldn’t have just pretended to cum as then she would have missed a chance to actually cum and that Julia is just as much (if not more) of a cum whore (Mel’s term) as I am. I believed her and ungraciously admitted defeat. I was curious how someone who looked relatively innocent could have outdone me, but I guess she has youth on her side (even if it is only by 7 years). Those of us remaining went for a coffee and then headed back home to prepare for the club that evening.

Jen and I prepared dinner while Lucy showered (she looks really good with wet hear and wearing just a towel) and then we headed in to shower while she went upstairs. I still didn’t believe that I’d been beaten at cumming by a little girl (it’s a good job Julia doesn’t know about this as I doubt she’d like me referring to her in that way). I thought that cumming would make me feel better, but Jen said that I deserved to be punished for making us lose, so I had to tend to her needs but still wasn’t allowed to cum myself. I felt that this was a little unfair, but I don’t really mind making Jen cum so I wasn’t too bothered. We stood under the shower and kissed while I fingered her, then I knelt down and ate her and I finished her off by using the shower jet on her clit and my fingers inside her. The only bad thing about doing stuff in the shower is that I don’t really get to taste Jen properly – I got to watch her cum though which I always love seeing.

Once we had dried ourselves off, we went up to get dressed. Jen said that it was going to be a fun night and I assumed from the fact that she wouldn’t tell me what I was going to wear, that I would be subjected to more ‘humiliation’ (for which, read ‘fun’ – it’s quite hard to actually humiliate an exhibitionist). I remained naked and had to help out getting Jen ready – this involved brushing her hair and then helping to dry and straighten it before dressing her (of course, I spent a while making very sure that her bra and panties fitted perfectly and then pulled up her stockings (more time playing with her thighs) and finally pulled on her skirt and top. As always, she looked beautiful and sexy and I would have happily made her cum again (even without me being allowed to cum), but she didn’t want to mess up her hair.

I asked when I would be allowed to get dressed and she said only just before we left, but she did do my hair for me and then spent a little while standing behind me, looking in the mirror and stroking my neck. As nice as it felt, I knew that she wasn’t going to make me cum so I tried to not get too into it and when Lucy called up that dinner was ready, Jen handed me my gown and we went downstairs. Jen had gone for opaque tights with a pair of very short denim shorts (short enough that her panties would have been easily visible without the tights). She also had a ripped top on and I enjoyed dinner greatly while I admired my lover and her friend. My gown was slightly open and I kept imagining one of them getting down on the floor, crawling under the table and eating me (which obviously didn’t help to calm me down). When we had finished eating and I was washing up, Jen stood behind me once more and nuzzled my neck and I instinctively pushed my ass back against her. She kept stroking me for longer this time and I got excited enough to start trying to grind against the cupboard handle (this doesn’t work too well, but I was getting desperate). She didn’t continue for long enough to get me really close to cumming, but long enough that I was certainly feeling horny. When she pulled away from me, she said that we should probably go and watch something on TV and relax before heading out.

I pulled my gown shut around me and followed her into the living room. We watched something mindless – I was somewhat distracted as Jen slid a hand up under my gown and toyed with my pussy. Jen and Lucy continued to chat as if nothing was happening and I got fairly close to cumming a few times, but wasn’t allowed to actually cum. At one point, I asked if the idea was to just get me so desperate to cum that I would end up fucking myself in front of Lucy and said that I would happily do that and pulled my gown open. Jen said that wasn’t the plan and that we would be going soon anyway so it was time for me to get dressed. While she went up to get my outfit, I apologised to Lucy for getting so turned on but she said that she didn’t mind and enjoyed watching Jen and I play. I told her that she was as bad as Jen a d once more covered myself up. This was a nit pointless though as Jen returned and said that I needed to get dressed and to give her the robe.

I asked if I was meant to do it in front of Lucy and Jen said that Lucy had already seen my pussy as well as watched me cum and knew full well that I wanted to fuck her so there wasn’t much point in me being shy.

Of course, I did actually like the idea, but I had expected it to take a couple more visits before we got to that stage (and it had never been stated before that I wanted to fuck Lucy – although I’m sure she knew that from the fact that we’ve showed her the pics of Pavlina, commented on how alike they look and said that she is one of my favourite porn stars to masturbate to). I disrobed and tossed it over to Jen, and stood naked, waiting for my clothes. Jen handed me a pair of semi-opaque tights first and I pulled them on and then I was handed my dark lacy top. I asked if I was allowed a bra and was told no, so I pulled the top on. Jen handed me a pair of shoes and once I’d put those on, she threw my long coat over. I didn’t even bother asking if I was going to get a skirt to wear and pulled the coat on. Jen looked very pleased and she and Lucy put their coats on and we headed straight out. We walked over to meet up with a couple of other people and once indoors, I had to show them what I had on under my coat. A number of us were dressed, shall we say, sparingly, but out of that group, I felt the most exposed. We sat round and had a couple of drinks while others turned up and when Julia arrived, I saw that she was wearing a naughty schoolgirl skirt so short that it was barely worth having it. She had white panties on under it which meant that I couldn’t see anything, but they also drew attention to how short the skirt was.

Julia came over to talk to me and I commented on the pink streaks that had appeared in her hair since earlier that afternoon. She told me that she often changes hair colour (but this was the first time I’d seen it). While we talked, I checked out her outfit – along with the stupidly short skirt, she had a very tight top on – tight enough that I could tell that she didn’t have a bra on either (but she has significantly smaller breasts than I do). Despite my outfit – and the fact that I’d never really been this naked around all Jen’s friends (other than at her 21st) – I didn’t feel too conspicuous and enjoyed just chatting and drinking. At about 10, we decided it was time to head off to the club and we all piled into a couple of taxis (after having put coats on of course). When we arrived at the club, we jumped the queue (a benefit of knowing someone who has slept with a couple of the staff members) and we left our coats at the cloakroom.

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