Yvonne Makin’s House of Fun – (20) Tease Me Please Me

 

Yvonne Makin closed the traditional loss making Spa Hotel in Pangmere and opened the House of Fun, where spa treatments like Raki and Reflexology were replaced by a more exotic menu for those inclined more towards restraints, punishments and the more unusual pleasures.  

Massage was still on the menu but under the new rules they always had a “happy ending”

Saunas also still featured in the new regime, they were just much steamier than before.

In fact everything at the House of Fun was steamier.

 

Many of the staff from the old Spa Hotel business stayed on to give the new seedier trade a go, most of them merely continued in their old roles, cook’s, laundry staff, waiters, waitresses, cleaners, bar staff, housemaids, and maintenance staff.

Whereas others chose a career change and stayed on in a different capacity.

However quite a lot of the staff were new and Helen Culleton and Rob Lamb were in that category.

 

Rob was one of the caretaking staff who had worked at the Spa for 12 months and he worked most of the time in the pool and sauna suite, though not exclusively.

He was a short skinny man in his mid-twenties with bright orange hair, a pleasant freckled face and a nice smile and a really serious crush on Helen, and when he wasn’t working in the pool and sauna suite he was watching his big crush, Helen Culleton in the voyeur rooms.

Voyeurism was very popular with staff and paying guests alike and initially some two way mirrors were installed in a number of rooms for the peepers.

But they proved to be so popular that almost all of the rooms had them within a year.

Although some punters actually wanted to be in the room with the couple during the act, or the punishment, but that was very expensive, in fact, any request the deviated from the norm was extra and anything that the client “insisted on” doubled or trebled the price.

So Rob would find out what room Helen was performing in and he would make his way to the adjoining voyeur room and when he was seated and he turned off the lights he opened the curtains to reveal the wonderful scene, although he only ever looked at Helen.

But until his fascination for her began he watched a wide variety of deviances, submission, cross dressing, dominance, girl on girl, and then he saw her for the first time naked apart from black fishnet stockings, with two girls chained to a wall while she vigorously spanked them on the buttocks, from then on he only had eyes for her.

 

Helen Culleton was 24 years old, single and five foot one, with Jet-black hair and dark dusky skin, plump breasts and chocolate coloured nipples.

She was gorgeous and she knew it and she had used her body since the moment she realized what effect she had on men, and women for that matter, but she never had sex with the punters, she wasn’t a whore, she was a performer, stripping, erotic dancing and teasing.

Helen had earned a good living and was never short of work but when she landed a job at the House of Fun she really started to coin it in, especially when she added masturbation and pissing to her dirty repertoire.

 

As soon as Rob finished his shift he went in search of Helen and her delicious chocolate confections, to see what she was up to and, although he didn’t know it at the time, it was a particularly pivotal day in his life, as the main tenant of her performance that day was pissing.

He often watched Helen from the safety of the voyeur rooms through the two way mirror, safely anonymous, he would often see her outside in the corridors and common areas but he never dared to speak to her, he was far two shy.

Rob may have felt anonymous behind the glass, but she always knew when he was there, so she always gave everything.

 

As he looked on Helen was wearing the full school uniform, consisting of black knee length socks, a black and white plaid skirt, burgundy jacket with yellow trim, white blouse and a burgundy and yellow tie, oh and a straw boater of course, complete with matching ribbons.

She was stood with her back flush against the wall with her eyes fixed on the two way mirror and as she slid down the wall she squatted with her knees at right angles making her look like a skinny Sumo wrestler.

Helen then reached her hand down between her legs and pulled her pristine white knickers aside with her thumb, revealing her luscious black curly whiskers and then she smiled broadly as she released a jet of piss the like of which Rob had never seen before and he found it very arousing, very arousing.

But what made it even more arousing was the distance she achieved with the arcing jet and its duration.

When she had finished and she had pushed out every last drop she smiled at the glass and let out a long sigh, and her customer whom she had never looked at once, creamed his pants.

Rob could well understand why her punter had lost his load because he felt his own cock swelling in his pants, so he thought that was a good time to leave.

“Make yourself a sandwich” he said to himself “or jump in the shower”
He decided a cold shower would cool his ardour the most and that way he would be able to enjoy his sandwich in comfort as he was sporting a huge erection thanks to Helen’s Olympic style pissing performance.

 

Helen would have continued performing and Rob would have continued watching had fate not taken a hand.

The event occurred soon after Helen’s pissing performance when he was struggling to get the image of Helen pissing out of her knicker leg out of his head even after a cold shower.

As he stepped out of the shower he reached for a towel but he hadn’t even got his balls dry when the door opened and two girls were standing there, it was Helen and her friend Ginny.

They had started working there together, Ginny was the younger of the two by a few weeks, five foot two red hair and pale complexion and cutely freckled.

The girls didn’t say anything they just looked at his erection for longer than was comfortable, and then as suddenly as they arrived they smiled and then they were gone again.  

 

Fates second intervention in Helen and Rob’s life happened on the day after Helen and Ginny caught him naked and aroused.

He was told there was a problem with one of the ladies toilets on the second floor so he grabbed his tools and walked upstairs and then down the corridor to the toilet with the out of order sign on the door and opened it and then he stepped inside.

He checked his job sheet and saw that the problem was in cubicle three so he pushed open the door and then he realized Helen Culleton was sat on the toilet, leggings and knickers around her knees and her dress hoisted up around her middle with her thick black bush clearly visible, and she was pissing and she never stopped pissing all the time he was standing there watching her.
“Oh God I'm so sorry” he said flustered “I didn’t think anyone was in here, I am so, so sorry”
Then he hurried out of the door and back to the sanctuary of his office where he could hide his embarrassment, but as he hurried back towards his office he was surprised to find he had a substantial stalk on, possibly because seeing Hellen pissing on the toilet reminded him of seeing her pissing in the voyeur room the day before, or perhaps it was because she was so close he could have touched her.

All the time he was staring at her bush she never said a word to him, or lost her temper, but he was so embarrassed, however when he walked back into his office he found Helen sitting on his chair and he jumped when he saw her there and he got flustered again.
“I really am sorry Helen” he said
“its ok” she said “I’m not cross with you, you’ve seen everything I’ve got already”

“That’s not the point” he said and he noticed her eyes were fixed on his cock, or at least the bulge in his trousers made by his cock and he wondered what was going through her mind.
“Is your cock always hard?” she asked with a smile
“No only when…” he began “You’re around”
“It doesn’t do that just for me” Helen said and she laughed 
“So why is it hard now?” She asked curiously still staring at the site of his erection, which he tried to stop twitching, which he failed to do.

“Dirty thoughts” he said

“Really? What were you thinking about?” she asked already knowing the answer

“You of course” he said “it’s always you”

“Tell me more” she asked with a lustful look on her face.

“Well I think about making love to you in bed, when you are naked, wriggling and squirming beneath me” he said

“You think of doing that?” she asked with raised eyebrows

“All the time” he confessed

He often thought about Helen, his wank bank was full of salacious scenarios concerning her, fondling her plump tits, fingering her juicy crack, fucking her hairy pussy and her cute arse for that matter, in fact sex of every kind, in every position, as well as Tit Wank’s, hand jobs and even noshing on her.

 

Rob often thought about Helen, his wank bank was full of salacious scenarios concerning her, fondling her plump tits, fingering her juicy crack, fucking her hairy pussy and her cute arse for that matter, in fact sex of every kind, in every position, as well as Tit Wank’s, hand jobs and even noshing on her.

But he hadn’t, even in his wildest dreams, ever imagined what happened next, when she reached out and unzipped his trousers and when she had extricated his erection from its confines she grabbed hold of his cock and pulled him towards her by it and then for the first time she took her eyes off of it and looked at his face as she played with him.

Rob closed his eyes as she gently tugged on his shaft and then he felt delicate soft kisses on his sensitive knob.

This was a surprise; he hadn’t imagined her doing that, he had imagined a lot but not that, then her tongue flicked around his helmet in quick feather light licks, until all at once in one smooth slurping instant he was in her mouth.

He could feel Helen’s fingers still caressing his shaft lightly and he looked down just as his glistening wet knob reappeared accompanied by a sucking sound, and she looked up and smiled wickedly and then she devoured him again with her hot mouth.

Rob could see the bulge of his cock in her cheek as she sucked greedily on him.

Her fingers tightened their grip on his shaft as her demerara lips were slurping around his cock.

“Oh that’s so nice Helen” he gasped

“Is this to your satisfaction?” Helen mumbled between slurps

“What a stupid question” he thought to himself “of course it was to his satisfaction, was she mad?”

But out loud he said

“Oh yes”

At the point in proceedings that they had reached he would have normally have been considering the next chapter of the story, with the girls he usually had sexual encounters with.

But he was pretty convinced that it was Helen’s intention to suck him off.

What he didn’t know however was that the only reason for that was that she was on her monthly.

Rob was fast approaching the point of no return and he could tell by the lip smacking and slurping that he was right and she had already decided what she wanted to do.

One of his hands was on the back of her head; fingers threaded amongst her thick black curls while the other caressed her bulging cheek.

Her fingers were gripped tight around the base of his shaft and tugging on him furiously then Helen took one final pause for air before his saliva soaked cock slipped comfortably between her dark lips again and her mouth sealed tight around his throbbing cock, and snorting through her nose, her mouth joined the busy little fingers in the rhythmic wanking.

Rob was so close and Emily could sense it and she was going at him like fury,

So close, so close

“Oh Helen” he exclaimed and his buttocks clenched tight

Closer, closer

“Helen, Helen” he shouted and then his hands were pulling her head onto him as he shot and her eager lips sucked him dry, just as the telephone rang, which he ignored.

 

“Oh Helen” he exclaimed and his buttocks clenched tight

Closer, closer

“Helen, Helen” he shouted and then his hands were pulling her head onto him as he shot and her eager lips sucked him dry, just as the telephone rang, which he ignored.

Helen was still grasping his cock and sucking and licking at the last of his seed until her lips smacked one last time and her mouth released his shaft.

“Was that ok?” She asked and kissed his helmet

“Oh God yes” he said and kissed her forehead

“Well that’s all you get for today” she said “But only because I’m on the rag, but once I get rid of the cotton mouse were going to do things that will make your toes curl”

“I can’t wait” he said with what could only be described as a leer and then the phone rang again which he ignored again and redressed himself with Helen watching his every move and looking very pleased with herself, which she deserved to do, it was the best blowjob Rob had ever had, by some distance, she looked like the cat that got the cream, which wasn’t too far from the truth.

He was just about to kiss her when the door suddenly opened

“There you are” Ginny said “I’ve been looking for you everywhere”

“Hello Rob, Thank you so much for the show yesterday” she added “There’s more to you than meets the eye, I shan’t ever look at you in the same way again”

Helen was still sat on his chair from where she had delivered her oral expertise and where she was still looking at Rob and Ginny suddenly noticed she had a small dribble of gentleman’s relish in the corner of her mouth.

“For goodness sake Helen, wipe that love custard off your lip babe”

Then to Rob she said

“So you’ve been a very lucky boy haven’t you?”

As Helen wiped his cum off her mouth with a tissue she went bright red, which he had never seen her do before, which made his cock twitch for some reason.

Ginny was smirking at her friend’s discomfiture, she had never witnessed her friend so embarrassed and she had known her for years

“She doesn’t do that for just anyone you know” Ginny whispered as she excused herself and said she would wait for Helen in the hall.

“You could have told me” Helen said just as the door closed then she laughed and punched him.

“I thought it was sexy” he replied as she sluiced her mouth out, so she wouldn’t have penis breath when she gave him a goodbye kiss, which she did, and it was long and passionate, before she went in search of Ginny.

“Look after him” she said stroking his cock through his trousers and was pleased to feel it was arousing again, but she didn’t know it that was the kiss or the cum on her lip that had caused it

“I’ll be back for him soon”

“He’ll be waiting” he said and then the phone rang again and this time he had to answer it so Helen kissed his cheek and left.

 

Rob believed that fate had contrived the circumstance of him catching Helen pissing in the toilet which led to her performing nerve tingling fellatio on him in his office, a mutually satisfying fuck in the same venue two days later and a passionate night spent together in one of the Hotel rooms, but he was mistaken.

 

After that first night they spent together they made love at almost every opportunity that was offered to them, but Rob still watched her perform from the voyeur rooms and then later she reaped the benefits of his arousal and he thought their wonderfully rewarding sexual relationship all started with a fateful piss.

But fate actually had nothing to do with it, because what he didn’t know was that while Rob had been looking at her from behind the glass as she performed, she had been watching him as he worked around the place, but he didn’t make a move and she got fed up of waiting, so she set a trap for him.

It was Helen who phoned to report the fault in the ladies toilets and put the out of order sign on the door and then she sat in wait for him to appear and her bladder was fit to bust as he stepped into the toilets and the moment he pushed open the cubicle door she pissed like a horse and that was when she had him hook line and sinker.

 

They were both really pleased that they had finally got together, the sex was great and even after he’d had her he never stopped lusting over her and she never stopped enjoying his exercising of it with her.

But what surprised them was that the lust soon turned to love, though neither could tell the other for fear of ruining what they had together, or of breaking the spell.

Even after they had been together for more than a year they held back and held back, but that would have to change.

 

Helen had been away for over a week due to a family bereavement and Rob had really missed her, so much so that he was having trouble sleeping.

Which was why he threw himself into his work and was keeping odd hours.

It was just after 2am when he plopped down of the staff lounge sofa and promptly fell asleep.

He managed to sleep the next hour or so away on the sofa and woke about three o'clock a little groggy and un-refreshed after a fitful sleep interspersed with erotic snippets of Helen in various states of undress and debauchment, which left him semi aroused.
A hot shower would have refreshed him and cured the grogginess and brought him back to the world but instead he dozed off again and dreamt of Helen pissing down her knicker leg which turned his semi arousal to a full-blown erection.
The next time he opened his eyes it was three thirty and he was surprised to see Helen standing in the doorway.

He thought he was still dreaming until she smiled and said

“Hi babe” he said with surprise

“Did you miss me?” she said as she stepped towards him and he stood up to meet her and they kissed, her coat was damp, so he took it off her shoulders as she slipped her woolly-socked feet out of her Ugg boots.

“Of course I did” he replied, “I missed you so much”

Helen was wearing a denim skirt, a pale blue blouse and a white cardigan.

“Good” she said “Because I missed you too”

When they were sat on the sofa she said

“I bought you a present”

“Really?” he asked and she produced a DVD from her bag.

“That’s not the kind of present I had in mind” he said

“I’m sure it wasn’t” she replied “but you have been beaten to the prize by the cotton mouse I’m afraid”

“Bum” he said

“Absolutely not” she snapped and laughed

 

They were sitting on the sofa cuddling when Helen suddenly said

“I’ve been doing some serious thinking while I’ve been away”

“Oh?” he said cautiously dreading what was coming

“Yes and I need to tell you something”

He went to speak but she stopped him

“Don’t interrupt, I have to say it before I lose my nerve” she said flatly

“She’s going to dump me” Rob was thinking

“Which is why” she began

“Oh God” he thought “here it comes”

“I think I should just come right out and say it”

“What?” he asked fearing the worse

“I love you” she blurted out “There I’ve said it”

“What?”

“I love you” she repeated and he was speechless

“Oh God you’re horrified” she said “I shouldn’t have said it, what have I done”

“Is that what you think?” Rob said “That I’m horrified that you love me”

“What do you think then?” she said looking down at her feet.

“I love you too, is what I think” he said and she squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

 

After about ten minutes of continuous declarations of love interspersed with kissing Helen sat up slipped off her cardigan

“Now we’ve dealt with the serious bit,” she said

“We get to do the fun stuff”

She stood up and walked up and down in front of him unbuttoning her blouse as she did so until she was stood in front of him with her pert unfettered chocolate coloured tits in his face.

“I thought you said you had a visitor?” he said before taking one erect nipple in his mouth

“I lied,” she said sucking air in between her teeth

Rob stopped sucking and ejected her nipple like a babe spitting out its dummy

“Why?” he said indignantly before returning to his task.

“Because I wanted to say what I needed to say before all the blood left your brain to feed this,” she replied sliding her hand down to his crotch where she squeezed around the folds of denim in the general area of where his cock was lurking.

“Where is it?” she mused and began undoing his trousers.

 

Once Helen had both unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers she fell to her knees and began yanking his jeans and pants off before discarding them behind her then she knelt in front of him looking at his semi aroused little soldier.

“I think someone is late joining the party” Helen said and began to encourage its participation orally, and that didn’t mean she was talking to it.

It didn’t take very much effort on Helen’s part to bring him up to full erection, one good slurp was enough to be honest then Helen pulled on his shaft, dragging the foreskin back to expose his purple helmet and before long he had a major hard on.

“Oh yes Hon” he gasped out as he looked down at her black haired head moving expertly on his shaft while she played with his balls.

Rob’s cock was throbbing and there was an ache dwelling deep in his balls, Helen obviously felt his growing arousal and disengaged her mouth from his cock with a distinct slurp and she wiped her mouth on the sleeve of her blouse before she hitched up her denim skirt and climbed onto his lap exposing a good portion of her fluffy black bush.

“You have no knickers on,” he said

She just chuckled as she unzipped her skirt so she could hitch it further.

“So where are they?” he asked

“In my hand bag” she said innocently “If I’d kept them on you would have them around my ankles already”

She looked down at his cock still moist with her saliva and standing tall and proud due to her oral attentions.

The front of her blouse was open to the waist and this left her beautiful breasts exposed, nipples standing proud for him to caress as she gave him a smile and slithered down on him before letting out a long breathy sigh.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and then rode him hard, pounding her velvety wet pussy on his shaft, her pelvis pumping frenetically on him like a piston.

His hands gripped her firm buttocks as they rose and fell on him and her squeals and moans in his ear through gritted teeth were growing in intensity as the pace quickened.

But then she missed a beat as her foot slipped and she lost purchase, but instead of re-centering herself she kissed him and smiled and said

“If you want more you’ll have to catch me”

And with that she slipped off his shaft and was away out the door heading for the stairs,

Rob leapt up from his prone position in chase but she had a head start on him.

However as she went through the door to the stairwell she lost traction on the tiled floor in her stockinged feet, which gave him sufficient time to close the distance.

Helen was giggling as she began to scramble up the stairs crab like and she squealed as he grabbed her left leg by the knee and halted her progress.

 

Helen was giggling as she began to scramble up the stairs crab like and she squealed as he grabbed her left leg by the knee and halted her progress.

This gave him the chance to grasp her firmly by the hips and pulling her towards him he penetrated her hot cunny again.

She moaned loudly as he deeply speared her and as stroke followed stroke her cunny came to meet each penetration.

Until the moment when he was distracted by the pitch and volume of her pleasurable moaning, and instead of thrusting onto him she pulled away and made a bid to escape before he knew what was happening, he tried to grab her but only managed to grab a hold of her denim skirt which she managed to wriggle out of as she scampered up the stairs.

She was sitting triumphantly on the top stair wearing only a pair of knee length socks and an unbuttoned blouse.

“Come on then, if you think you’re man enough,” she said taunting him as she slipped her blouse off her shoulders

Then she spread her legs wide and he could see her juices, which were glistening on her moist lips even before she slipped her finger down her crack.

This had turned into a game of cat and mouse where Helen was both the mouse and the pussy.

She was still fingering herself with one hand and holding her blouse in the other when she raised it above her head and prepared to throw it at him and as she launched it at him he took his chance and sprinted up the stairs before she had a chance to reset herself, even so she nearly made it, he only just managed to grasp her ankle and prevent her escape.

She wriggled and squealed as he pulled her back to the top stair by the leg until her buttocks rested on the brow.  

Rob was kneeling on the second step with her cunny now at cock height and so he wasted no time in urgently penetrating her juicy pussy and Helen exhaled a low animal grunt and she grunted louder with each successive length he gave her.

His hands were on her hips but he moved them to her beautiful titties, he knew she was going nowhere as her legs locked around his body and she continued to grunt, squeal and yelp.

The length of stroke was shortening and the squeals were turning to deep moans so he thrusted quicker and quicker and her moans became more urgent, more guttural, and more animal

Faster and faster he pounded on her and louder and louder she moaned in response.

She was writhing and wriggling, gasping and panting, quicker and quicker he went, louder and louder she moaned and then in perfect symmetry as Helen’s whole body seemed to go into spasm she came with an animal yell as his cock pulsed and twitched as it ejaculated into her.

They held that position with her pussy hugging his cock for a few minutes.

“God that was the best yet” Helen said and then let out a fruity chuckle, which flexed her grip around his shaft as if she was milking the last drop from him.

“That’s because we love each other” he said and Helen kissed him long and passionately

“Now go and get all the clothes and I’ll have some more love waiting for you in the room”