broke.
Mark obviously had the same thought as, after seeing Sam’s discomfort said, ‘Amy I think we may be able to help both Karen and Sam. Would you come here please?’
Amy instantly obeyed, her own arousal also apparent. She knelt before Mark. ‘So, master and servant.’ Karen thought to herself, mentally tucking the information away for her report.
‘I think Karen may benefit from a show, I suspect she likes to watch more than join in.’
Despite the warmth of the room, Karen felt herself go cold. Was Mark right? If that was true, then why did she fail to react when she watched sex shows and other hot action for work?
‘Sit next to me, Karen.’ Mark patted the seat next to him on the sofa. ‘Amy, I would like you to lie down on the cushions please.’ He continued with his instructions as Amy gratefully sunk onto the floor. ‘Legs wide please, that’s right. Now Sam, I would like to see how you tongue a woman.’
Sam’s face coloured, but he swiftly knelt to his task and, probably enjoying his public display, began to slowly pass his tongue around Amy’s distended nub. Mark nodded approvingly. ‘You see,’ he said to Karen companionably. ‘Sam is using short neat touches, swirling around and around her clit without actually touching it. That way the tension builds up and, before long, Amy will be willing to do almost anything just to feel his tongue on her clit.’
She knew all this; she’d seen it a dozen times before. Men on women, women on women, yet, here, now, it felt different. It was all vaguely patronising and was certainly staged, but Karen was aware that she was willing the couple before her on. Karen’s breath caught as she waited to see if Amy would beg for more attention or if Mark would order a change in position first.
As Karen sat naked next to her instructor, watching Amy begin to writhe on the floor, Mark stretched out a hand and slid it between her legs. Karen felt her body judder as Mark began to copy Sam’s tongue movements with a single finger.
Without halting his own activity, Mark barked an order, his voice showing the first signs of personal strain. ‘Stop please Sam.’ Amy groaned as he moved his tongue away. ‘On all fours please Amy. Sam, take her from behind.’
Sam pounced on the young woman almost before she was in position. Karen jumped as Mark began to flick his finger against her nub, whilst her eyes were still fixed on the couple in front of her. He increased his pace and inserted a finger up inside her. He whispered into her ear. ‘You’re wet.’ Karen felt proud and surprised. ‘I think you’re enjoying the watching.’
Without looking at him, she replied, ‘I am enjoying the attention whilst I watch.’
Mark nodded, his face suddenly full of the need he’d been suppressing all night. ‘Would you like to touch her?’
Karen considered whilst she watched Amy’s breasts swinging beneath her body as Sam pumped himself into her. ‘Yes. I think I would.’
‘Then crawl beneath her and suck her tits.’
Karen surprised herself by the speed in which she moved, she was wet, she was turned on, and she was desperate to taste the firm globes that hung before her. Lying on her back on the floor, she wriggled under Amy and, without allowing herself time to think, planted her lips around Amy’s right nipple and a hand around her left, causing Mark’s assistant to howl out in bliss.
Karen hadn’t been playing with Amy’s chest for long, when she felt a tongue between her own legs. She moaned into her mouthful of flesh, unsure if it was Mark, or if Tony and Freya had joined them on the floor. She didn’t care. Heat rose within her as Amy finally shuddered out her release, and flopped down onto the luxury carpet.
There was barely a pause before Mark pulled Amy aside and climbed on top of Karen, filling her with his ready cock, smashing heavy kisses onto her face. Karen greedily kissed back, only vaguely aware that the others were watching.
As the first stirrings of
Mark obviously had the same thought as, after seeing Sam’s discomfort said, ‘Amy I think we may be able to help both Karen and Sam. Would you come here please?’
Amy instantly obeyed, her own arousal also apparent. She knelt before Mark. ‘So, master and servant.’ Karen thought to herself, mentally tucking the information away for her report.
‘I think Karen may benefit from a show, I suspect she likes to watch more than join in.’
Despite the warmth of the room, Karen felt herself go cold. Was Mark right? If that was true, then why did she fail to react when she watched sex shows and other hot action for work?
‘Sit next to me, Karen.’ Mark patted the seat next to him on the sofa. ‘Amy, I would like you to lie down on the cushions please.’ He continued with his instructions as Amy gratefully sunk onto the floor. ‘Legs wide please, that’s right. Now Sam, I would like to see how you tongue a woman.’
Sam’s face coloured, but he swiftly knelt to his task and, probably enjoying his public display, began to slowly pass his tongue around Amy’s distended nub. Mark nodded approvingly. ‘You see,’ he said to Karen companionably. ‘Sam is using short neat touches, swirling around and around her clit without actually touching it. That way the tension builds up and, before long, Amy will be willing to do almost anything just to feel his tongue on her clit.’
She knew all this; she’d seen it a dozen times before. Men on women, women on women, yet, here, now, it felt different. It was all vaguely patronising and was certainly staged, but Karen was aware that she was willing the couple before her on. Karen’s breath caught as she waited to see if Amy would beg for more attention or if Mark would order a change in position first.
As Karen sat naked next to her instructor, watching Amy begin to writhe on the floor, Mark stretched out a hand and slid it between her legs. Karen felt her body judder as Mark began to copy Sam’s tongue movements with a single finger.
Without halting his own activity, Mark barked an order, his voice showing the first signs of personal strain. ‘Stop please Sam.’ Amy groaned as he moved his tongue away. ‘On all fours please Amy. Sam, take her from behind.’
Sam pounced on the young woman almost before she was in position. Karen jumped as Mark began to flick his finger against her nub, whilst her eyes were still fixed on the couple in front of her. He increased his pace and inserted a finger up inside her. He whispered into her ear. ‘You’re wet.’ Karen felt proud and surprised. ‘I think you’re enjoying the watching.’
Without looking at him, she replied, ‘I am enjoying the attention whilst I watch.’
Mark nodded, his face suddenly full of the need he’d been suppressing all night. ‘Would you like to touch her?’
Karen considered whilst she watched Amy’s breasts swinging beneath her body as Sam pumped himself into her. ‘Yes. I think I would.’
‘Then crawl beneath her and suck her tits.’
Karen surprised herself by the speed in which she moved, she was wet, she was turned on, and she was desperate to taste the firm globes that hung before her. Lying on her back on the floor, she wriggled under Amy and, without allowing herself time to think, planted her lips around Amy’s right nipple and a hand around her left, causing Mark’s assistant to howl out in bliss.
Karen hadn’t been playing with Amy’s chest for long, when she felt a tongue between her own legs. She moaned into her mouthful of flesh, unsure if it was Mark, or if Tony and Freya had joined them on the floor. She didn’t care. Heat rose within her as Amy finally shuddered out her release, and flopped down onto the luxury carpet.
There was barely a pause before Mark pulled Amy aside and climbed on top of Karen, filling her with his ready cock, smashing heavy kisses onto her face. Karen greedily kissed back, only vaguely aware that the others were watching.
As the first stirrings of
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