Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing August 24
Quite a boring week really. The only exciting time was when the paperboy came
for his money. He was the same one as the previous few weeks, and he was
getting used to me answering the door naked. Didn't stop him having a good look,
and the bulge in his trousers told me that he liked what he saw. Oh, nearly
forgot, I surprised the postman on the Thursday, he was delivering a Sonique
depilatory machine. Jon had agreed to get me one. I'm having to let some of my
pubic hair grow long enough for it to work. Jon told me to start with a small
patch just at the top of my slit, where it grows the thickest.
Friday night we collected Vicky from the bus station. Jon had her take all her
clothes off in the car, and to put on just my black pencil dress. It only just
covered her bum and pussy - which I was glad to see was still bald. We went to
pub in town for a drink before collecting a Chinese take-away and going home.
Everyone was so tired that we all went to bed quite early. Vicky slept with Jon,
but she later told me that he was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Saturday August 29
Jon woke up bright and early, and had to wake us. He put an aerobics video on,
and had us do some exercises on the patio. Whenever he thought that we weren't
trying hard enough, he slapped our backsides with the tawse. After 30 minutes of
that I was shattered. I got us breakfast while he and Vicky went for the 3 S's.
I guess that I was a bit jealous, but not much. Over breakfast Vicky told us
about her fun when she had worn Ben for the 3 days. She told us that she had
been very 'unproductive' at work, and that she had had to tell them that she
wasn't well. They'd noticed her 'hot flushes' and told her that she should go to
see a doctor. She'd had to work hard to keep Ben in. One of the women had got
really worried at one point when she'd had an orgasm and had tried to hide it by
saying that she'd had this stabbing pain in her stomach. We were killing
ourselves laughing, and I must admit that I was getting a little wet thinking
about it. She told us that she had thrown away all her underwear to make sure
that she couldn't wear any. She has also stopped wearing clothes in their flat
and her flatmates had just about got used to it, but it still caused little
problems when their boyfriends went round.
Jon asked us what we would like to do for the day, and Vicky suggested that we
went to Birmingham shopping. We got dressed (me in my leather mini skirt and
denim jacket, and Vicky in a white low cut mini dress), and left. We wandered
around the shops before finding ourselves in a quiet part of town (lost again).
It was an older part of the city, and we found ourselves stood outside an old
pub, on a sort of metal grating. Jon said that it was the way that the barrels
of beer used to get delivered to the pub cellars. We looked down through the
grating, and could see some of those metal beer kegs. Vicky also saw a couple of
men down there having a cigarette. It was then that Jon had an idea and told us
both to stand on the grid with our feet about a foot apart. Jon then dropped a
couple of coins down to attract the attention of the men. It wasn't long before
they were right below us having a real good look. Jon asked Vicky to tell us
again what had happened at work with Ben, and we spent a good 10 minutes
talking, with the men quietly having a good view. I even started to talk to
Vicky about not wearing underwear any more, just to tease them a little more.
In the end, I think that Jon got a little bored, and we moved on. Back in the
shopping centre we found a little clothes shop that looked as if it wasn't one
of the 'run of the mill' dress shops, and went in. There was only one young
female assistant, and some quite nice dresses. I chose a couple to try on, and
so did Vicky, and we went to the changing rooms. They weren't very good by big
store standards, but 2 curtained cubicles were good enough for us, especially as
we opened the curtains, instead of closing them. The poor girl didn't know what
to say when she saw 2 naked women in the back part of the shop. She came over
and started to say something about us shouldn't be doing that, and she didn't
know what to say when Jon asked her why not. In the end, she just stood there
watching us as we tried all 4 dresses on. There was 1 that I really liked, a
short sleeveless one that was made of 2 parts, front and back, the sides were
laced together with thin rope. Vicky liked a thin cotton summer dress that was
tight and low cut, but with a flared skirt. Jon said that he liked that one, and
Vicky suddenly said, "why don't you try it on then?" meaning him put the dress
on. Well, I knew that Jon was game for a laugh, but I didn't expect him to strip
off right there and put it on. He looked a right plonker, and he was the first
to say so. After he had given us all a 'twirl' I could see that the dress was
starting to stick out in the wrong place, and when he took it off, he had right
boner.
The poor shop assistant was bright red and she obviously didn't know where to
look, but she wasn't going to miss having a good look at Jon's erection. Jon
noticed, and asked her if she had never seen one before. "Not like that" she
said. "What's so different about mine?" Jon asked. "You're bald and you have no
skin over the end." "He's been circumcised" I said. Thinking about it, I
suppose that circumcision isn't as popular these days, so maybe she hadn't seen
one. Jon then told her that she could have a closer look if she wanted. She went
right up to him and bent down, but the chickened-out and moved away. Jon said,
"it doesn't bite," but she had lost her bottle. But she still kept looking at
him.
"Who else wants to touch it then?" Jon asked, and before I could react, Vicky
had it in her mouth. Jon wasn't happy about that, and pulled her off him. "Who
said anything about mouth's?" he said. "you'll get punished for that" he said,
and told us to get dressed. He bought both the dresses that we liked and we left
the poor assistant wondering if she'd been dreaming or what?
Jon was getting a little hungry so we went to a Burger King restaurant. It was
the middle of the afternoon, and the place was reasonably quiet. Jon sent me to
get our order, and when I got back to him and Vicky, the seat that they
indicated for me to use was facing one end of the serving counter where there
was a youth waiting to serve whoever came in. Jon told me to sit with my knees
about a foot apart and to get on with eating my burger. We were busy talking
when I heard someone say "Peter, what's wrong with you?" When I looked up I knew
exactly what was wrong with Peter. His eyes had discovered my pussy and he was
mesmerised. The 'voice' said something else and Peter came back to reality. I
told Jon and Vicky what was happening, and Jon said, "Good, now swap places with
Vicky, and let her try to catch his attention." I'm sure that she must have,
because when I next looked, not only was Peter looking at Vicky, but there was
someone else there with him who was also looking. I looked down at Vicky's lap
and saw that she was giving them a real eyeful, her dress was right up above her
pussy. Vicky is really getting into this exhibitionism as much as me now. I can
see that we're going to have a lot of fun together.
After the Burger, we (Jon) decided to head for home where Jon decided that it
was time for Vicky to have her punishment for trying to give him the Blow-job in
the dress shop. I didn't want to miss out on the fun, so I spilt a cup of coffee
on Jon's lap just to make sure. He was furious and as he was taking his trousers
off, he told me to get my skirt and jacket off 'immediately.' We were both taken
up to the 'punishment room' and after I had got to "Three - thank you Master" he
had calmed down a bit, and decided on a change of plan. Vicky and I were to have
a competition to see who could make the other cum first. The loser was the one
who came first, the winner got to sleep in Jon's bed that night. Just to even
things up, Jon told Vicky to take her dress off and he gave her 3 strokes with
the cane. I thought that that was fair, cos I was already a little wet after my
3 stokes.
Anyway, as Vicky was getting her 3 strokes, I was thinking about how I could get
some sort of advantage, and decided to sneak the hand-cuffs out of the drawer
and try to get them on her before she realised. I hid them under the pillow on
the bed hoping to be able to catch Vicky by surprise. When Jon told us to start
we just stood and looked at each other, until Vicky grabbed my arm and pulled me
onto the bed. We started a bit of a fight I suppose, but neither of us wanted to
hurt the other, just give too much pleasure, too quick. We started nipple and
clit squeezing, but Vicky had the advantage there, as my clit is a lot bigger
than hers, and she had no trouble getting hold of it. We were rolling about on
the bed pinching and grabbing until I found myself knelt between her legs,
holding her wrists at either side of her head. To let her think that she had the
advantage, I climbed up her so that my knees were over her shoulders, and my
pussy was right above her face. I let her start eating me to lull her into
relaxing before reaching for the handcuffs. They were on her before she
realised, and I had got her. I climbed off her, but she said that she wasn't
beaten yet, got up and tried to put her arms over me. Somehow I managed to
avoid that, and to grab a piece of rope that Jon usually used to 'restrain' me
with. We rolled on the bed again, and (with difficulty) I looped the rope
through her arms and round one of the bed's corner posts.
When Vicky realised what I had done, she admitted defeat and just lay there. I
was glad of the rest as well, both our bodies were wet with perspiration. I knew
then that I was going to be able to be with Jon that night, but that didn't mean
that I couldn't have some fun (and pleasure) getting Vicky to cum. All this time
Jon was stood in the doorway watching us with a grin on his face. The bulge in
his trousers told me that he had enjoyed watching 2 girls 'fight.' I got into
the 69 position above Vicky, and we started eating each other. Every minute or
so, I lifted my pussy out of reach of her mouth so that I could calm down, but I
didn't stop working on her. I think that she tried to fight the orgasm a bit,
but when she came, she really came. I stopped and looked at Jon who told me that
I was the winner. He told me that he wanted some food in about an hour, which
left me time to have another go at Vicky. This time I kept my pussy firmly on
her face. I timed it right so that we both came at the same time, by lifting up
when I got too close. It was a good deep full body orgasm when I came. After
that I untied Vicky and we had a shower before we both got tea ready.
We went to a quiet country pub that night, and didn't get up to much. There was
one young man that we distracted by opening our legs whenever he looked at us. I
think that his girlfriend was getting a bit mad at him towards the end, but that
just made me want to show more. Not sure if Jon realised what we were doing.
Vicky fell asleep in the car on the way home, so we went to bed straight away.
I enjoyed my prize of sleeping in Jon's bed. I rode him until he came, then used
my mouth to get him hard again before he fucked me doggy fashion.
Sunday August 30
When I got up Vicky was already in the shower, so I joined her and we soaped
each other. She asked me why I had a little tuft of hair at the top of my pussy,
so I told her about the hair-removing machine that Jon had bought. She wants to
know how we get on, as she says that she still has to make the effort each
morning to shave hers, and sometimes doesn't do it when she gets up late. She
said that like me, the 'itching' had long gone, and she now hated it when she
had a bit of stubble.
We all had breakfast together, reading the papers, all 3 of us in the nude. Jon
got to one article in the 'News of the World' about women wrestlers and said
that the 3 of us should set-up a little 'Women's Nude Wrestling' business. He
thought about it for a few minutes, then said, "No, it should be a 'School Girls
Cat Fight' with you both starting out dressed as school girls, then ripping each
others clothes off as you fight, and ending up naked and trying to force each
other to orgasm. That should get a few bones, and bring in the money." He said
that with our liking of pain, as long as we kept our cool, then we should have a
good time. Vicky didn't sound too keen, but I rather fancy the idea.
After breakfast Jon decided that we would be doing something different that day.
I discovered a side of Jon that I had never seen before, we went looking round
museums - all day. Not exactly what I enjoy, but . At least the evening was more
interesting, we went into town to a lively American style eating house cum pub.
Even though Vicky and me were only wearing short dresses we didn't attract much
attention as just about all the young girls in there were wearing outfits just
as short. When we got home I made us some coffee and Jon fell asleep on the
sofa, so Vicky and me went to bed together, and went to sleep after a
pleasurable 69. Vicky hadn't gone home on the Sunday evening because the Monday
was a National Holiday.
