look like you need any help to me. None of you do.’
‘I can’t speak for the men, but you’re right, I don’t.’ Freya giggled ‘But I’m getting a real kick out of this.’ She laughed at Karen’s expression. ‘I like to look, I like to be watched, and it’s a great opportunity to see other women naked.’
Karen was far more shocked than someone of her profession should have been. ‘So why not just get a girlfriend?’
‘I prefer men, but I like to look at women too.’ Freya threw off her knickers with casual confidence. ‘You’re beautiful by the way.’
Karen froze for a second, feeling even more under scrutiny than she would have done if she’d taken her clothes off in front of the men.
‘Come on honey, get those knickers off.’
With an extreme effort Karen yanked them down and followed her comrade beyond the screen, trying not to smile as Freya instantly shed her air of confidence for her audience. Karen didn’t dare look at the other faces, but could see that their partners were also naked now, and there was no disguising the fact that they liked what they saw.
Laying face down next to Freya, Karen closed her eyes and tried to slow down her heart-beat by taking a deep lungful of air. She could hear Mark speaking quietly. ‘Begin in your own time gentlemen.’
As the soft palms of whichever wealthy office man was smoothing her skin moved up and down her body, Karen felt herself sink into the amazingly soft goose down duvet. Now if she could just stop her mind working overtime she’d get somewhere.
Whilst teasing fingers began to stroke around her firm buttocks, Karen opened her eyes and looked straight into Freya’s, who smiled and mouthed, ‘Isn’t this gorgeous.’
She smiled back at the stunning dark haired woman that lay naked only inches away, and felt the first real stirrings of arousal.
Freya mouthed again, ‘I want to kiss you.’
Karen’s body twitched and she felt the man’s hands move quicker in response. Should she reply? Why not? It was just research anyway, nothing was going to happen. ‘I want to touch you.’ Until she’d mouthed the words, Karen thought she’d made it up, but now the idea of kneading Freya’s soft supple flesh filled her mind, as the stranger’s hands continued to trail across her back, faster, firmer. She didn’t want them to stop.
‘Keep going gentlemen,’ Mark moved closer to the bed. I’m going to test for results.’ He slipped a finger between Freya’s parted legs. ‘Excellent, Freya is very wet. In fact, I would say, she was as horny as hell. You naughty girl Freya.’
Freya giggled in response. She didn’t care if she was found out as a fraud; she was far too high on sensation to worry. Mark moved closer to Karen, her body tensed slightly as she felt his hand slide between her thighs and brush gently against her pussy. It was possibly the most erotic thing that had happened all evening, yet it was over in a second. ‘Karen, that is also good. You’re damp, not wet, but a little more work and you could be almost as rampant as the faker next to you.’ Mark sounded more amused than annoyed that his class was being abused.
‘Tony,’ Mark addressed the man at Freya’s feet. ‘I would like you to try this. I believe Freya would benefit from a modicum of punishment for her bad behaviour.’
From her position on the bed Karen couldn’t see what Mark handed Tony, but the wide hungry eyes that lay next to her, told Karen that the extra attention would be more than welcome, even if it hurt.
The crack echoed around the room, only drowned out by Freya’s yelp, as a whip connected with her buttocks. After two more strokes, Mark announced that he felt confident they could leave Tony and Freya to amuse themselves.
Karen was pulled up by her partner, who quietly introduced himself as Sam, and was led to one of the sofas. Sam’s erection was like an iron rod and Karen wasn’t sure he would be able to wait much longer before his self-control
‘I can’t speak for the men, but you’re right, I don’t.’ Freya giggled ‘But I’m getting a real kick out of this.’ She laughed at Karen’s expression. ‘I like to look, I like to be watched, and it’s a great opportunity to see other women naked.’
Karen was far more shocked than someone of her profession should have been. ‘So why not just get a girlfriend?’
‘I prefer men, but I like to look at women too.’ Freya threw off her knickers with casual confidence. ‘You’re beautiful by the way.’
Karen froze for a second, feeling even more under scrutiny than she would have done if she’d taken her clothes off in front of the men.
‘Come on honey, get those knickers off.’
With an extreme effort Karen yanked them down and followed her comrade beyond the screen, trying not to smile as Freya instantly shed her air of confidence for her audience. Karen didn’t dare look at the other faces, but could see that their partners were also naked now, and there was no disguising the fact that they liked what they saw.
Laying face down next to Freya, Karen closed her eyes and tried to slow down her heart-beat by taking a deep lungful of air. She could hear Mark speaking quietly. ‘Begin in your own time gentlemen.’
As the soft palms of whichever wealthy office man was smoothing her skin moved up and down her body, Karen felt herself sink into the amazingly soft goose down duvet. Now if she could just stop her mind working overtime she’d get somewhere.
Whilst teasing fingers began to stroke around her firm buttocks, Karen opened her eyes and looked straight into Freya’s, who smiled and mouthed, ‘Isn’t this gorgeous.’
She smiled back at the stunning dark haired woman that lay naked only inches away, and felt the first real stirrings of arousal.
Freya mouthed again, ‘I want to kiss you.’
Karen’s body twitched and she felt the man’s hands move quicker in response. Should she reply? Why not? It was just research anyway, nothing was going to happen. ‘I want to touch you.’ Until she’d mouthed the words, Karen thought she’d made it up, but now the idea of kneading Freya’s soft supple flesh filled her mind, as the stranger’s hands continued to trail across her back, faster, firmer. She didn’t want them to stop.
‘Keep going gentlemen,’ Mark moved closer to the bed. I’m going to test for results.’ He slipped a finger between Freya’s parted legs. ‘Excellent, Freya is very wet. In fact, I would say, she was as horny as hell. You naughty girl Freya.’
Freya giggled in response. She didn’t care if she was found out as a fraud; she was far too high on sensation to worry. Mark moved closer to Karen, her body tensed slightly as she felt his hand slide between her thighs and brush gently against her pussy. It was possibly the most erotic thing that had happened all evening, yet it was over in a second. ‘Karen, that is also good. You’re damp, not wet, but a little more work and you could be almost as rampant as the faker next to you.’ Mark sounded more amused than annoyed that his class was being abused.
‘Tony,’ Mark addressed the man at Freya’s feet. ‘I would like you to try this. I believe Freya would benefit from a modicum of punishment for her bad behaviour.’
From her position on the bed Karen couldn’t see what Mark handed Tony, but the wide hungry eyes that lay next to her, told Karen that the extra attention would be more than welcome, even if it hurt.
The crack echoed around the room, only drowned out by Freya’s yelp, as a whip connected with her buttocks. After two more strokes, Mark announced that he felt confident they could leave Tony and Freya to amuse themselves.
Karen was pulled up by her partner, who quietly introduced himself as Sam, and was led to one of the sofas. Sam’s erection was like an iron rod and Karen wasn’t sure he would be able to wait much longer before his self-control
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