Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing November 23
As soon as I got out of bed I tied the weight to my clit with the nylon cord. I
wasn't looking forward to another week with it tugging at me, as the pain was
far greater than the pleasure that it gives me. When I initially tied it on the
warm sexual feelings were there, but by lunchtime my clit was swollen and
hurting. That night I pleaded with Jon to let me take it off and he finally
agreed to let me take it off on the Wednesday evening. All day Tuesday I tried
to keep as still as possible and spent most of the day making the leotard for
Jenny. I'd discussed the events of last Thursday with Jon and after having a
good laugh at the boy Jon had told me to make the crotch part of Jenny's leotard
even narrower than mine. He said that he was thinking of coming along to the
class himself. If he did turn up he told me to ignore him so that no one knows
who he is.
Wednesday - I had to go to Tescos and it was real painful doing all that
walking. Talk about a throbbing between your legs. Didn't see Bridie.
I was glad when Jon came home and he gave me permission to take the weight off.
We both had a good look at my clit, which was bright red. Definitely a lot
bigger, but would it be when the swelling went down?
Thursday - I arrived for aerobics 45 minutes early and the boy was waiting
outside the doors looking very sheepish. When Jenny arrived she let us in and we
went straight to the girls changing rooms. Jenny told the boy to strip off and
we did too. As the boy's trousers came down I saw his hard-on sticking out of
his undies and it looked quite good pointing to the ceiling when he was naked.
He tried to cover it with his hands, but Jenny told him to keep them by his
side. I gave Jenny her new leotard and we both put them on - without anything
underneath. Jenny looked good in hers and I could see a couple of pubic hairs
sticking out of the sides of her pussy, and her little triangle of hair were
clearly visible. Jenny said, "I'm going to have to be careful when I'm
stretching my legs, are you sure that you've made this one exactly the same as
yours?" I lied. My still swollen clit formed a little bulge in mine.
Jenny then went into her bag and got out a pair of little red, silky, bikini
style knickers and a short T-shirt, she gave them to the boy and told him to put
them on. After a minute or so of pleading to be let off, the boy finally put
them on. He did look a pillock with his dick straining to stay in the flimsy red
knickers. The T-shirt didn't even come down to his waist so it was very obvious
that they were girl's knickers that he was wearing. Jenny said, "don't worry,
once you get into the workout your hard-on will soon go, now get into the gym
and get the mats out of the cupboard."
No sooner than he had left 2 of the women in the class came in, said, "hello"
and started getting changed. We left them to it and went to the gym. The boy's
erection had gone by the time we got there, which was probably a good thing for
him as there were 3 of the men in the class already there. They were looking at
him when we walked in, but their attention moved to us when they saw us. They
all came up to us and started chatting to us both. I could see all 3 sets of
eyes looking up and down our bodies. That alone was enough to start that
tingling feeling between my legs.
Jenny took charge of the situation and started the class straight away. The rest
joined in as and when they arrived. I did notice 2 new men who Jenny talked to
at the break. I had taken my usual place at the back, and had very little
attention given to me. However, Jenny couldn't say the same. Her leotard had
ridden up in between her pussy lips. Every time she moved around the gym there
was at least one pair of men's eyes following her.
After she had given the new men the course details, Jenny came over to me and
said, "I don't know if this leotard was a good idea, it's cutting me in half and
some of the men have noticed." "Isn't that what you wanted?" I asked. "Well yes,
but now that I'm doing it I'm not so sure" she said. "Don't think about it, just
do it" I replied.
The boy had stood sheepishly in a corner during the break.
We started the class again and that section was going to be more interesting. It
was mostly floor work, and the leg stretching would pull my leotard right into
my pussy. It was already getting damp with sweat, but I just knew that my juices
would start flowing as I watched the men watching me. Jenny usually demonstrated
each exercise before she asked us to do it, by facing us and then doing it. She
must have been very self-conscious to start off with, because each time she got
down onto the floor she turned and faced the wall. One or two people at that end
of lines would have been able to see the leotard tightly stretched over her
pussy, but not many. As the session went on she obviously didn't care as she
went back to facing us. Just before the end she bent over backwards and I got a
beautiful view of the damp lycra digging into her between both of her lips. I
looked over to the boy and saw that he was having a good look and he was
starting to get an erection that was pushing the red knickers out in front.
When it came to the crab position I deliberately took my time and waited until
the man in front of me got down. His upside down face was staring at me in
anticipation. I really went for it and stretched my legs as wide as I could
knowing that the lycra was bunched up inside my lips, but bulging where my still
swollen clit was pushing against it. By the time the session finished both
Jenny's and my leotards were nearly transparent with sweat and as the people
walked out I noticed at least 2 full erections bulging out in the men's shorts.
Jenny wasn't finished with the boy, and she told him to clear away the mats
while we decided what to do next. We waited until all the other people in the
class had got dressed and left before she went and locked the school's front
door. This left just the 3 of us in the whole building with no windows in the
gym that were below about 15 feet. When she came back, Jenny told the boy to
take the T-shirt and his trainers off, leaving him wearing just the red
knickers. She then announced that the boy was going to have an extra workout. If
he didn't do what she said, then she would go to the police. His fingerprints in
the store cupboard would prove that she was telling the truth. The lad said OK
and asked what he had to do. The first thing was to watch Jenny and me undress
each other and make love to each other on the gym floor. I later realised that
the idea behind that was (apart from the pleasure to Jenny and me) for the boy
to get a real hard-on and to keep it as he did various exercises.
Who was I to argue, it was what I wanted, and Jenny and me had a most enjoyable
10 minutes. The poor boy's dick was sticking out of the top of the little
knickers and when he went to play with it Jenny told him to stop. The boy then
had to run to the other end of the gym and back 5 times. Jenny decided that it
would be better if he removed the knickers and did it again. It was funny
watching his dick and balls bounce up and down as he ran. It was even better
when he had to run on the spot. His dick was starting to go soft so Jenny had
him get in the crab position and then asked me to sit as close to his face as I
could. Needles to say that my legs were wide apart and that I was frigging
myself. It wasn't long before dick was pointing to the ceiling again. Twenty
press-ups followed, but it wasn't his chin that had to touch the floor then rise
up. Next Jenny had him walking on his hands for a few minutes. To finish with
Jenny had him lay spread-eagle in the floor. We both stood with a foot either
side of his body, back to back, and we lowered ourselves down to him. The idea
was for Jenny's pussy to be about 3 inches from his face, and mine to be so
close to his dick that he could feel my body heat, but not actually touch me. I
have to admit that it didn't quite go according to plan, and I let the tip of
his dick just go inside me. I wanted to impale myself on him but I didn't, I
knew that if Jon found out he would kill me. When his dick touched my pussy he
jerked quite a bit and I thought that he might cum, but he didn't. Jenny wanted
to be fair, and told me that she wanted to swap positions, so we did. As we went
down I let my clit just touch his nose. The boy jerked again, this time a lot
more violently, and we all collapsed in a pile. I sort of went over his head and
was just about sat on his face. When I turned round to look at Jenny she had
gone almost straight down and was impaled on him. She moaned and shouted "NO!"
and got up just as he shot his lot up in the air, just missing Jenny's pussy,
but getting the inside of her thigh. The rest of it landed on his chest and
stomach. I think that a little bit might just have landed on my back, but I
wasn't sure.
Jenny turned round to face him and said (aggressively) "That wasn't supposed to
happen. Now look at what you've done, you'll have to clean that lot up (pointing
to the inside of her thigh), with your tongue." (Her voice was calming down the
more she said). The boy hesitated and Jenny said, "or would you rather I called
the police. They won't believe you if you try to tell them what's been happening
here." The lad had no choice. To start off with his face was a picture, I guess
that he'd not tasted his cum before and he didn't know what to expect. As his
tongue licked higher up Jenny thigh she opened her legs wider so that he could
get to the highest bit. His face was an inch from her pussy - again. I was
beginning feel left out but Jenny was thinking of me. When he stopped licking
she said, "You missed a bit that landed here (pointing to my pussy), get on you
back and when she squats down on you, lick it off." "That's very considerate of
you" I said and lowered myself onto his face. It only took a couple of seconds
for me to have an orgasm, and I had trouble staying on my feet. After it
subsided I got up and smiled at Jenny who said to the boy "Right, don't let me
ever catch you spying on us again. Now put those knickers back on and then your
own clothes and get the hell out of here. If I ever see you again I will
telephone the police. Is that understood?" "Yes miss," he meekly said as he
pulled on the knickers. As he ran out of the gym Jenny and me looked at each
other and burst out laughing.
As we were picking up our leotards Jenny said, "There's a lot of equipment in
here, do you think that we could have some fun with some of it?" "I'm sure we
could" I said, "let me think about it. By the way, did you want those knickers
back?" "Not after he'd been covering them with his spunk" she said, "besides,
it will give him something to remind him of tonight."
We went and had an uneventful shower and headed for home. Jenny had promised to
go and meet some of her mates.
Friday - The previous night's exercises were taking their toll on my muscles and
it was the middle of the afternoon before they let me forget them.
Saturday November 28
Didn't really get the chance to tell Jon about the Thursday night fun until the
Saturday morning over breakfast. He wasn't at all happy that I had let the boy's
dick touch my pussy, and made me get over his knee while he spanked me 100
times. I'm sure that his arm must have been aching by the time that he finished.
My butt was red and sore, but I had managed to avoid crying - just. By the time
I had got to "40 - thank you Master" I could feel his dick getting hard. By the
time "70 - Thank you Master" came my stomach was getting damp with his pre-cum.
In the nineties I noticed that he was slowing down, and that his hand was
staying on my hot butt for a second or two before the next stroke. When he
finished he quickly lifted me off him, put me over the kitchen table and rammed
himself into me. There was no resistance in my pussy as it had started getting
wet as soon as I felt his dick rising. The only problem was that I was laying on
top of some of the breakfast things, and they were digging into my stomach.
It wasn't long before he came and pulled out of me. I didn't cum but was close
to it, and I was a but frustrated when he stopped. I asked him if I could finish
myself off, but he wouldn't let me. Instead he went for a tape and measured the
length of my clit. It was slightly longer, but that was probably because of my
state of arousal at that time. I was glad that Jon decided that the stretching
exercise had been waste of time. The pain had been unpleasant.
After breakfast Jon had me ring Vicky to see if she wanted to go out somewhere
that night. Liz told me that Vicky was visiting her parents in London that
weekend.
Not a very exciting rest of the day, we went shopping for a new washing machine.
Jon had decided that the old one was 'well past its sell by date'. At least
there was the possibility of some fun when it was going to be delivered.
Sunday November 29
Sunday started in its usual way - reading the papers. After that Jon decided
that we would go for a ride to the coast. The thought sent a shiver down my
spine. Anywhere in England is cold at the end of November, but the coast would
be absolutely freezing. Jon let me put on my new knee length boots, stockings
and suspenders, leather skirt, a T-shirt and my coat. He let me do the driving
as he said that I needed the experience. It took us 3 hours to get there and as
soon as we did we went for a walk on the beach. God it was cold. After that we
went to a pub and had some food. There was a pool table in there and Jon
'challenged' me to a game. Jon put the money on the table and we waited for our
turn. There was a group of rough looking young men there and I didn't feel that
comfortable, especially when they came out with lots of rude comments as I bent
of the table to have my shot. Well I was giving them a great view of my ass
(pussy too probably), but it was the comments like "I'd love to get that over
the table" and "I know where I'd put my que and balls" that put me off. It
wasn't so much the words, they were a bit funny really, but it was the way that
they were said. I was glad when Jon said that we were leaving.
I drove again and we got home about 7 o'clock.
