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.
There
were still a lot of therapies available at the Spa, but they were mostly of the
physical kind, spanking, wanking, whipping, beating and humiliation, but they
were not exclusively physical.
The
visitors to the Yvonne’s House of Fun took their pleasures in many different
ways, there was one man, a regular visitor, who liked to sit naked on the
lavatory masturbating, as a succession of girls walked into the bathroom pulled
down their knickers and pee’d in the bath.
Not
that it was just the men that were weird, a woman in her sixties liked to lay
naked in the empty bath and have one of the staff, Callum McDonnell, who was very well endowed, urinate on her.
But
it wasn’t always about the physical, one ex professional rugby player paid
handsomely for the privilege of sniffing the girl’s soiled knickers which had to
be stored in Tupperware boxes to keep them “fresh”.
Another
man who was an old Shakespearean actor liked watching Claire Collister
hoovering his room wearing nothing but wellington boots and a retired vicar
liked to be walked up and down the corridor wearing a dog collar, a studded
one.
Voyeurism
was very popular and some two way mirror were installed in a number of rooms
for the peepers.
Although
some wanted to be in the room with the couple during the act, 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.
Some
of the requests that were made were more bizarre than others and were more akin
to “Children in Need” challenges.
A
woman having her breasts covered in peanut butter or a man having his genitals
painted with warm honey.
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.
One
of those who chose to stay on in her original role was 36 year old 5ft 8 inch tall Agnes Andreoli, who had been the receptionist for 3
years before even Yvonne Makin and her husband took over, in fact it was the
only job she had had since she left school.
She
was a Pangmere girl born and bred and she lived alone in what was her parents’
house, she had no entanglements in her life, she had a sister Anna who lived
and worked in Abbottsford but other than that she was alone and liked it that
way, which was why when Anna turned up at her house the night before she
greeted her with mixed feelings.
Agnes Andreoli liked her own
company and her independence, she was not interested in relationships but she
did love sex, so when the Spa made the change and it started to cater for the
more depraved tastes she was able to indulge in a bit of depravity for herself
which meant she didn’t need to go looking for cock or cunny in her free time,
she could get what she wanted during work hours and still earn a living behind
the reception desk and she had never had more job satisfaction or been more
sexually satisfied.
So
when her younger sister Anna turned up out of the blue she thought the worse,
in that it would cramp her style.
She
loved the bones of Anna and she chastised herself for her uncaring thoughts.
Her
sister was ten years younger than her and couldn’t have been more different to
Agnes.
Agnes
was a very stern looking young woman with short brown hair, who, despite her
philandering inclinations was exceptionally good at her job, and her plainness
was accentuated by three facts, firstly she wore glasses, which she peered
superciliously over the top of, secondly she always wore black, like a horny
witch and the last thing was that she wasn’t a smiley person but when she did
it was dazzling and completely disarming.
The
dazzling smile was one of the only few characteristics that she shared with her
sister, the others being hair colour and plainness.
Agnes
was a supremely confident person, Anna Andreoli on the other hand was a quiet
and timid mouse of a girl.
After
they had hugged Agnes gave her an appraising examination, she hadn’t seen her
baby sister for over a year.
She
had long straight brown hair and a heavily freckled face, but lovely blue eyes,
a cute nose and a thin-lipped smile.
She
was short, body shape undetermined due to a rather shapeless baggy sweater, so
it was difficult for Agnes to tell which way she was facing let alone see her
figure.
Her
legs were nice though ensconced in black shabby tights and she had tiny feet
and she was 26 years old.
Agnes,
though by her own admission plain, she always made the best of herself, she
always wore good quality garments, and always dressed well, she was a tart but
she was a classy tart.
Anna
on the other hand did not make the best of herself, she lacked any confidence,
rarely smiled and was shabbily dressed.
Anna
was also Pangmere born and bred but had been living and working in Abbottsford,
but she had been made redundant from her job six months earlier and hadn’t been
able to find anything else and as a result the bank had repossessed her flat.
Which
was why when Agnes asked
“What
had brought her to Pangmere after such a long time?”
She
burst into tears, which was when Agnes’s maternal instincts kicked in, and they
sat up long into the night and thrashed out a plan.
Agnes Andreoli liked her own
company and her independence, she was not interested in relationships but she
did love sex, so when the Spa made the change and it started to cater for the
more depraved tastes she was able to indulge in a bit of depravity for herself
which meant she didn’t need to go looking for cock or cunny in her free time,
she could get what she wanted during work hours and still earn a living behind
the reception desk and she had never had more job satisfaction or been more
sexually satisfied.
So
when her younger sister Anna turned up out of the blue she thought the worse,
in that it would cramp her style.
She
loved the bones of Anna and she chastised herself for her uncaring thoughts.
Her
sister was ten years younger than her and couldn’t have been more different to
Agnes.
Agnes
was a very stern looking young woman with short brown hair, who, despite her
philandering inclinations was exceptionally good at her job, and her plainness
was accentuated by three facts, firstly she wore glasses, which she peered
superciliously over the top of, secondly she always wore black, like a horny
witch and the last thing was that she wasn’t a smiley person but when she did
it was dazzling and completely disarming.
The
dazzling smile was one of the only few characteristics that she shared with her
sister, the others being hair colour and plainness.
Agnes
was a supremely confident person, Anna Andreoli on the other hand was a quiet
and timid mouse of a girl.
After
they had hugged Agnes gave her an appraising examination, she hadn’t seen her
baby sister for over a year.
She
had long straight brown hair and a heavily freckled face, but lovely blue eyes,
a cute nose and a thin-lipped smile.
She
was short, body shape undetermined due to a rather shapeless baggy sweater, so
it was difficult for Agnes to tell which way she was facing let alone see her
figure.
Her
legs were nice though ensconced in black shabby tights and she had tiny feet
and she was 26 years old.
Agnes,
though by her own admission plain, she always made the best of herself, she
always wore good quality garments, and always dressed well, she was a tart but
she was a classy tart.
Anna
on the other hand did not make the best of herself, she lacked any confidence,
rarely smiled and was shabbily dressed.
Anna
was also Pangmere born and bred but had been living and working in Abbottsford,
but she had been made redundant from her job six months earlier and hadn’t been
able to find anything else and as a result the bank had repossessed her flat.
Which
was why when Agnes asked
“What
had brought her to Pangmere after such a long time?”
She
burst into tears, which was when Agnes’s maternal instincts kicked in, and they
sat up long into the night and thrashed out a plan.
Agnes was a sexual predator
who used to spend hours out of her precious free time in pursuit of cock or
cunny, but after the change from Spa Hotel to House of Fun she no longer had to
venture out as her place of work became her hunting ground and it was well
stocked with suitable prey, staff and customers alike.
When it first changed she was
like a child in a sweetshop and her behaviour was
quite gluttonous, so after a while she curbed her appetites a little, but she
was still getting through at least one sexual encounter a day, even when she
was on the blob.
She saw all the comings and
goings working on reception, the ebb and flow of staff and punters or as she
regarded them, her prey.
People would have been
surprised when looking at her the she was the most prolific fornicator on the
staff, and she had a 90 percent hit rate.
If she got her sights on you
she didn’t often miss, equally if anyone had their sights on her she rarely
said no.
Agnes
was a very stern looking young woman with short brown hair who, despite her
philandering inclinations was exceptionally good at her job.
Her
plainness was accentuated by the three facts, firstly she wore glasses which
she peered superciliously over the top of, and secondly she always wore black,
like a horny witch and the last thing was that she wasn’t a smiley person but
when she did it was dazzling and completely disarming.
Some days she had to go on the
hunt or plot and scheme but on others they just fell into her lap.
But
there was a fly in the ointment, in the shape of her sister’s arrival, not that
it would curtail her predatory sexuality, Anna knew that her big sister she was
a bisexual slut, she had hit on enough of her girlfriend’s in the past, and
scored with quite a few, for her to know her sisters true nature.
The
problem was that Anna was a gentle girl with a gentle soul and not at all
sordid or slutty, she was a naïve and inexperienced girl, not virginal but not
far off it.
The
reason for her concern was that after the conversation they had long into the
night it was quite obvious that there was no going back to Abbottsford for her,
because the flat was gone, had she told Agnes earlier she could easily have
bailed her out but as it was that ship had sailed.
So
she would move back into her old room in the family home, that was settled, but
there was the question of work.
Anna
was hoping that she could get a job at the Hotel, she was a good worker and she
didn’t mind hard work, and she had worked there as a chambermaid when she was
at college.
“It’s
a very different place from the one you remember Anna” Agnes said
“Oh
I know about the sex” Anna replied
“You
don’t know the half of it” Agnes thought to herself but out loud she said
“Well,
if you’re sure I’ll have a word with Yvonne”
Fifty
two year old Yvonne Makin was a former masseur who along with her husband Clive
ran a small country Spa Hotel in the village of Pangmere on the Finchbottom
road and they were doing very nicely thank you, or so she thought.
However
after her husband’s death she realised that the business she thought was
thriving was in fact in dire straits.
As
a result she was faced with some very hard choices to make, sell up, sell out
or change direction, she chose to change direction.
She
was a small dark haired woman who had maintained her figure well over the
years, and she was still considered attractive, not least by her twenty six old
boyfriend.
As
Anna walked into her office Yvonne stood up and she was in her customary mode
of dress, skirt, top, stockings and no knickers.
She
enjoyed walking around the hotel without her knickers on, especially when
meeting important people, and even more so when she was suitably moistened by a
good shag or the thoughts of a good shag.
She
had taken to doing it very soon after the House of Fun got going and it made
her feel very sexy.
Everybody
knew she enjoyed walking around the hotel without her knickers, but she wasn’t
aware of that, and as she shook hands with Anna, nor was she.
“Hello”
Yvonne said and gave the quiet mousy girl the once over.
She
had long straight brown hair and a rather plain, heavily freckled face, but
lovely blue eyes, a cute nose and a thin-lipped smile.
She
was short, body shape undetermined due to a rather shapeless baggy sweater, so
it was difficult to tell what she may or may not be concealing.
Yvonne
thought her legs were nice though, even ensconced in black shabby tights and
she had tiny feet in her scuffed size 3 shoes.
She
had trouble fixing her age though, she could easily have been anywhere between
18 and 30.
She
ticked quite a few boxes however and even if the contents of her sweater turned
out to be a disappointment Yvonne didn’t think it would take too long for
someone to have a rummage.
“Hello”
Anna said nervously
“Sit
down honey and tell me all the embarrassing stories about your sister”
As
soon as the words left her lips it occurred to her that they would have to be
extremely embarrassing to come close to what she got up to at work.
They
then spent about half an hour chatting, Anna telling family tales about Agnes
as Yvonne put her at her ease while drinking coffee but Yvonne knew that
eventually the moment would come when she had to disappoint Anna, who had
turned up in Pangmere looking for a job, thinking that her sister Agnes was
working for a respectable business.
After
Anna explained her circumstances regarding her redundancy and the subsequent
repossession of her flat she took a deep breath and got to the point of her
being there.
“I
was hoping you would be able to give me a job” Anna said “You seem very busy”
“The
thing is…” Yvonne began
“I
don’t mind what I do” Anna interrupted “I have worked here before”
“It’s
more a case of who you do more than what” Yvonne thought
“The
thing is” Yvonne began “The business isn’t quite the same as it was when you
were last here”
“Oh
I know about the sex” Anna said
“You
do?”
“Oh
yes” she said “Agnes told me it’s a sin palace”
“Blimey
that makes it sound like were running a brothel”
Yvonne
said “It’s nothing like that”
“But
there is sex” Anna pointed out
“Well
we do cater for the more colourful people in society” Yvonne said
“Such
as” Anna responded
“Well
there are a lot of role players”
“Role
players?” Anna asked with a puzzled expression
“Yes,
they like to act out…. Scenarios” Yvonne said feeling pleased with her
description
“You
mean like training?” Anna said “or therapy?”
“There
is an element of training involved” she replied “And our guests do find it
therapeutic”
“That
sounds innocent enough” Anna said
“Yes
but it’s not all innocent” Yvonne said “Let me give you an example”
“Ok”
Anna said brightly
“A
lot of our guests use the rooms but don’t always spend the night” Yvonne
explained
“Why
on earth would they do that?” Anna said “the rooms are really expensive so if
you’ve paid for a room you might as well…..”
Yvonne
said nothing and waited for the penny to drop
“Oh”
she said “I understand now, so you are running a brothel”
“Well
not exactly” Yvonne replied “In fact it’s nothing like a brothel”
“So
what then?”
“We
are just facilitators, we merely pander to peoples peculiarities” Yvonne said
“Peculiarities?”
“Yes,
fetishes, fantasies and perversions” Yvonne said “And there’s a lot of call for
that kind of thing, in fact you would not believe just how much”
“Oh
I see” she said and Yvonne laughed
“So
do you still want a job?”
“Yes
please”
“Now
I won’t pretend that you won’t see shocking things here because you will”
Yvonne said “Do you think you can handle that?”
“Of
course” she replied “but I wouldn’t want anything to do with their
peculiarities”
Yvonne
laughed
“Well
I wouldn’t be too dismissive” she added “I think if you keep an open mind I
think you’ll be fascinated”
“I
just need a job” Anna said
“So
does that mean you’re not put off by working at a “Brothel”?” Yvonne asked
“I
really need a job” Anna said “I don’t care what I do and I’ll work really hard”
“Of
that I have no doubt” Yvonne said and was thoughtful for a moment and looked at
Anna’s shabby clothes
“We’ll
have to do something about your outfit”
“I
don’t want to dress up in anything…. Dirty” she said with alarm
“Don’t
be silly” Yvonne said and laughed “I was thinking of something smarter, not
something sexier”
“Oh”
she exclaimed and went red
“I
suggest a probationary period, in the costume department I think”
Yvonne
said
“Thank
you, thank you” Anna said enthusiastically
“Well
let’s wait and see what you think in a month” Yvonne cautioned her
“You
may feel differently when you’ve seen the business at close quarters”
Anna was assigned to work in the costume department
to work with Yvonne’s niece Lesley,
who was a beautiful girl who was almost a carbon copy of her Aunt when she was
in her twenties, a small dark haired young woman, although Lesley had much
bigger tits.
Lesley had also been a naïve and inexperienced girl
when she started working there, but that didn’t last long.
Her lust started in the voyeur rooms which in turn
lead her and Aidan to the playrooms in which, after that first outing they became regular visitors and they never left
the room disappointed.
She wondered, as she looked at Agnes’s dowdy little
sister, how long Anna would hold out before lust took control of her loins.
As Anna was a quiet little mouse of a girl, she
suspected not very long as she had found out that it was always the quiet ones
that you had to watch because they were like dormant volcanoes waiting to blow.
“I was like you when I first came here” Lesley said
Anna looked at her as she stood there in a silk
camisole and fishnet stockings and raised an eye brow.
“Truly I wasn’t very experienced and I was a bit
naïve, and my aunt didn’t think I would last so she assigned someone so show me
around, and instructed him to leave no sight unseen.
She was hoping it would shock me into leaving and
getting a more respectable job, but as you can see it didn’t work.
And my escort that day gets in my expensive silk
knickers every chance we get”
It was true that when Lesley first arrived in
Pangmere looking for a job Yvonne didn’t think she was up to it so she assigned Aidan McCauley, who was the
quiet and unassuming odd job man at the old Spa Hotel who would never have said
boo to a goose in his old life.
But
when Aidan was transformed into his alter ego, and he was dressed head to toe
in black leather and wearing a heavily studded ski mask, he found his true
voice and he could not be silenced.
But
out of uniform she thought he was the perfect escort for Lesley and within a
few days he was escorting her arse off three times a day.
“What should I do then?” Anna asked “With no one to
show me around, I don’t want to ask Agnes”
“No I wouldn’t” she agreed “Look at the end of the
day just take a stroll around and look in some of the voyeur rooms, that will
give you a taste of what goes on here”
“Ok” Anna agreed
“Right then first things first” Lesley said looking
at Anna’s shabby clothes “you need to get changed of out those”
“I can’t wear something like that” she said
referring to Lesley’s attire
“God no, there’s no way you’re ready for this, one
day soon though, you definitely have the legs for fishnet stockings” she
retorted “No I think you should stick to a costume, just pick something off the
rack”
Anna looked doubtful however.
“Don’t look so worried they’re not all crotch less
or see through” Lesley said and laughed “Try the Alice in Wonderland that will
suit you”
Anna
emerged from a cubicle and Lesley looked her over and smiled, she was wearing a
pale blue dress, white pinafore, white headband and matching ankle socks.
But
when she had finished dressing she had slipped her white stocking feet back
into her scuffed shabby shoes.
“Oh dear they won’t do at all” Lesley said
Lesley
was fortunate enough to have another pair of hands in the costume department,
albeit that they were part time hands, Emily Riley
“Emily!”
she called
Emily
was a pretty girl with a sweet nature, an angelic countenance
and strawberry coloured hair,
standing barely five feet tall, slender and pale, and her skin was always
flushed pink like she was freshly scrubbed and she always wore a smile.
She
was just a few months short of her 23rd birthday and was a native of
the village of Pangmere.
“Yes”
replied a disembodied voice from behind one of the rails and then she appeared.
Anna recognized her immediately,
not that she knew her as such, Emily was a few years behind her at school but
she was such a pretty girl you couldn’t help but notice her.
“Can
you take Anna down to the Rag Bag” Lesley said “I’m sure we can do better than
those shoes, and see what else you can find for her”
The
rag bag, was not as the name suggested, a bag full of rags, it was actually the
lost property room where items of clothing and personal items were stored,
generally until it was bagged up and sent to the charity shop.
It
was only the clean clothing that was kept, anything that had been worn or
soiled went straight in the bin.
The
Hotel didn’t run a laundry service and Yvonne wasn’t prepared to send then out
to be laundered when they were destined for disposal.
The
House of Fun did use an external Laundry Service but only for the costumes from
the costume department where they had amassed quite a wardrobe for the punters delight at some great cost,
but Yvonne’s attitude was that if the clients wanted them then they could have
them but of course she charged them a premium to use them, if only they came at
a price, which in part covered the cleaning bill, which was astronomical, as
not all fabrics were wipe clean, and as Emily had discovered when
costumes were returned they could require a lot of cleaning.
“Of
course” Emily replied to Lesley’s request and smiled to Anna
“Hi
Anna, I remember you from school”
“Do
you?” Anna said and was amazed that a pretty girl like Emily had even noticed a
drab girl like her at school, and by the time they reached the
Rag Bag they were chatting like long lost friends and Anna opened up and told
her all about her recent misfortune.
When they returned to the
Costume Department an hour later they had a suitcase full of clothes and Anna
was wearing a virtually brand new pair of court shoes and had a new best
friend.
“Excellent” Lesley said when
she saw the shoes “Much better”
And then to Emily she added in
a whisper
“Just one last thing, take her
next door to get her new underwear”
Anna
was a bit puzzled as there was nothing wrong with her underwear, they were in
no way shabby like her external clothing, and they weren’t even that old.
What
of course she wasn’t aware of was the effect that working in an environment
where sex was everywhere.
And
that effect was the occupational hazard of wet knicker syndrome.
Emily
and Lesley were on 3 or 4 pairs a day and that figure doubled when you took
into account the addition of post coital secretions.
Attached
to the costume department there was a shop on the ground floor, that according
to a brochure she saw in reception, sold underwear, hosiery and accessories,
she wasn’t sure what the last part referred to, but she assumed from what
Lesley had said that she would be able to buy knickers.
But
when she followed Emily through the door that connected the costume department
to the shop Anna was not prepared for what she saw.
Apart
from underwear and hosiery of every conceivable kind, the shop also sold a
stunning array of products, love eggs, cock rings, dildo’s, vibrators,
handcuffs, whips, masks and every other kind of accessory to pain and pleasure.
“Wow”
she said
“It’s
impressive isn’t it” Emily said
Anna
had lead a very sheltered life so as she perused the displayed She genuinely
had no idea what some of the stuff was used for, but she looked anyway until
Emily reminded her why they were there.
They
went over to the knicker display, which was comprehensive, she picked up a pair
that she liked and looked at the price tags and then put them back.
“Don’t
you like them?” Emily asked
“I
can’t afford these” she said “I can’t afford any of them”
“That
doesn’t matter” Emily said “You just charge them”
“But
I don’t have any money” Anna snapped
“Didn’t
Yvonne explain?” Emily asked
“Explain
what?” she said
“About
the allowance”
“What
allowance?” Asked Anna
“The
clothing allowance of course” Emily explained
“I
don’t know anything about it” shy replied
“Well
we have an allowance, you have an allowance for lingerie and hosiery, in
particular panties, and you won’t believe how many pairs of knickers you’ll get
through” Emily said and chuckled because she was on her third pair of the day
herself.
That
was in part because she only finished her period the night before and she was
always seriously horny when she’d just come off the rag, and with her horniness
came the soling of her first pair.
Which
was why she had an early morning quickie with her heart’s
desire, James
Ford-Bannister, on his massage table and that accounted for her second pair and
she was hoping to write off the ones she had on at that moment with a lunch
time outing in the play rooms, and that was the thought that filled Emily’s
head while Anna was perusing the knickers.
While
Emily was daydreaming about her lunchtime fuck with James, Anna made her choice
from the available selection of panties, and picked 10 pairs, two new bras and
a pack of black tights and met Emily by the till where Emily perused her
basket.
First
of all she picked up the tights and said
“You’ll
be more comfortable in stockings, trust me”
“I’ve
never worn stockings” Anna said “wont I need suspenders then?”
“No,
you can get the hold ups, which don’t need suspenders or you can get suspender
tights’” Emily said
“What
are they?”
“I’ll
show you” she said and lifted her skirt up and showed her, which made Anna
blush with embarrassment, not the sight of Emily’s stocking tops but the
distinct dark circle of moisture on the front of her panties.
“Don’t
be embarrassed” she said “You’re going to see a lot more than that if you work
here”
Emily
giggled as she put the tights back and picked up an equivalent quantity of
stockings in the same shade and put them in Anna’s basket then she had a look
at her pants.
“How
many pairs of knickers have you got?” she asked
“Ten”
she replied and Emily made a contemplative expression.
“Is
that too many?” Anna asked
“No
not at all” she said and smiled and then they went over to see Nicki Goble, who
ran the shop, at the till.
“So
you’re Agnes’s sister” Nikki said as she looked her over
“Yes”
she replied timidly
“You
don’t look much like her” she mused as she looked in the basket.
“2
bras, a ten pack of stockings and ten pairs of knickers”
“I
can put some back if it’s too many” Anna offered
“Nonsense”
Nikki replied “you can have more”
“No
ten is plenty” Anna said
“Well
ten will do to be going on with anyway” Nikki retorted and she and Emily
giggled
When
Anna and Emily returned next door, the former went straight to her suitcase to
put away her purchases when Emily whispered
“DON’T
take all of your knickers home”
“Why
on earth not?” Anna asked
“Because
it’s here at the House of Fun that you will feel the benefit of clean pants the
most” she explained
“But
why?” Anna asked wearing a puzzled expression
“Ask
me again tomorrow” she replied enigmatically
Anna
didn’t understand what Emily was getting at and as she wouldn’t elaborate
further, so she got down to work sorting costumes, clean ones back on the rails
and the soiled ones listed and bagged for the laundry, which was to be
collected that afternoon.
Anna
had just got the last bag tied with five minutes to spare before the man from
Parker’s Laundry Service arrived and she got her first sight of Martin Botting the
laundry man, who she thought very good looking, though she did not see him
close to, nor did she speak to him, she just watched him from behind the
clothing rails.
At
the end of the day Lesley was very pleased with what Anna had achieved
“Well
done today, you’ve worked hard” she said “So off you go, go and explore”
“Ok
I’ll just get changed” Anna said
“Keep
it on, you look lovely and you’ll turn heads, you can change later”
So
she spent an hour touring some of the establishment’s diversions dressed as
Alice in Wonderland and was shocked and amazed by the sights she saw and she
knew precisely what Emily and Lesley meant about needing to have clean knickers
to hand.
After
her first day in the costume department she spent an hour that evening touring
some of the establishment’s diversions, dressed as Alice in Wonderland and was
shocked and amazed by the sights she saw and she knew precisely what Emily and
Lesley meant about needing to have clean knickers to hand.
Her
first port of call was a voyeur room, the same one that was the site of
Lesley’s baptism at the House of fun.
Voyeurism
was very popular with staff and paying guests alike and some two way mirrors
were installed in a number of rooms for the peepers.
Although
some wanted to be in the room with the couple during the act, or the punishment
but that was very expensive, in fact, any request that deviated from the norm
was extra and anything that the client “insisted on” doubled or trebled the
price.
Anna
found the room number that Lesley gave her and she entered the adjoining voyeur
room and sat down and when she was seated someone turned off the lights and
opened the curtains to reveal the unsavoury scene of a thin middle aged woman,
completely naked, chained to a wall while two of the establishments star
performers, Claire and Kelly, vigorously beat her on the buttocks with riding
crops.
“Bloody
hell” Anna exclaimed
She
found it disgusting, disturbing and altogether compelling and she soiled her
first pair of knicker.
She
was very shocked, by the brutality, the humiliation and the pleasure derived by
all parties.
However
despite being shocked by what she was seeing she couldn’t take her eyes off the
tableaux for a second.
A
lot of what the staff at the House of Fun did, was less about sex and more
about humiliation, whether it was verbal chastisement, or psychological
bullying or actual physical punishment or just being tied up or restrained.
Some
of the punishments were bordering on torture such as the university professor
who enjoyed punishment by Tens machine which involved having the electrodes
connected the parts of him that should only feel the tingle of sexual
anticipation and not an electric current and Kelly and Claire loved it, and
were very good at it.
After
the show Anna paid a quick visit to the costume department to change her sodden
knickers and then she headed back for more, but not more of the same, this time
she headed to what were called the Riding Rooms.
Though
there were no horses on the premises, no animals of any description were
permitted on the premises, not even snakes which for some seemed to be a must
have for erotica, Yvonne was very strict on that rule.
The
riding rooms didn’t cater for horse riding it was an entirely different kind of
riding.
Anna
went into the voyeur room from where she witnessed a beautiful young TV star
riding a mechanical cock to the celebrities vocally expressed satisfaction, and
that put paid to another brand new pair of panties.
After
soiling her second clean pair of knickers in the voyeur rooms she decided not
to sacrifice a third pair before her final viewing before she went home.
Lesley
had recommended another must see so she followed Lesley’s directions which led
her up and down a maze of corridors and then she slipped quietly into one of
the voyeur rooms and settled down to watch the show, which began with Callum
McDonnell, the 6ft 4 inch former Hotel gardener, a gently spoken, good looking
and very muscular man drop his trousers.
After
his career change he turned out to be particular well sort after by the punters
in the new business, due partly to the fact he was very good looking and
physically fit, but mainly because he was hung like a horse, well maybe not a
horse but certainly a decent sized pony.
He
was also very popular with the ladies who liked a firm hand as he was extremely
well versed in the spanking department as he had hands like shovels.
The
moment Callum dropped his trousers Anna exclaimed.
“Oh
my God, look at the size of that cock”
And
then she watched open mouthed as his client, a young socialite, impaled her
shaven pussy on him and with each pump of her loins on his huge cock Anna got wetter
and wetter and she was desperate to finger herself, and had she been alone in
that room she would have done.
As
she watched the beautiful socialite thrusting her pussy down Callum’s shaft she
suddenly thought how much she’d like to get some cock, not one as big as
Callum’s, not for a while anyway.
Unable
to finger herself she just kept watching until the young woman pumped her pussy
on him so vigorously that all three of them came together.
After
the girl climbed off Callum’s hug cock she knelt down and took him in her
mouth, how she manage to get her lips around any part of it she didn’t know but
she left the show at that point.
After
the show she hurried back to the costume department and sought out the nearest
changing cubicle where her first action was to get her saturated panties off
and then she threw them at the wall and the fabric was so sodden with her juice
that they stuck to the painted wall
momentarily before slithering down to the floor.
Anna
was so horny she sat in the corner of the cubicle and fingered herself,
recalling every dirty and salacious image she had witnessed in the voyeur
rooms.
As
one hand fondled her breast through her costume her pussy creamed her fingers
on the other and she began making deliciously sensual sounds as she enjoyed it.
She
increased the tempo as she neared Shangri-La and she could feel the burning
heat from her pussy, and her breaths became deeper and more erratic as her head
rolled back and forth until she fingered herself with real ferocity and at the
moment she wanked herself to orgasm, Lesley was in earshot and she smiled and
thought to herself
“The
House of Fun strikes again” Lesley
thought to herself and smiled as she listened to Anna wank herself to orgasm in
one of the costume department changing rooms.
As
Anna was in the cubicle getting changed out of her Alice in Wonderland costume
and back into her shabby street clothes Lesley left the costume department for
the evening and she was quite wet herself having listened to Anna pleasuring
herself, so she headed off to find her boyfriend Aidan to get some well needed
cock.
When
Anna was dressed she pick up the blue dress and noticed a huge cum patch on the
back where she had leaked on it during her masturbation.
“That
will need to go to the laundry” she said and giggled then she threw it onto the
laundry pile and trundled her suitcase behind her as she headed home.
Over
the coming days, or in her case the Cumming days, Anna continued to work in the
Costume Department but she also spent two hours a day helping out in the shop
and she wore a different costume every day, and every day it ended up on the
laundry pile soiled with her lust.
Also during her time among the costumes, Anna had
set her cap very firmly at Martin Botting the man from Parker’s Laundry
Service.
He was
a short stocky twenty-eight year old with short sandy hair and two distinguishing
features, a rather frowny countenance, with and associated habit of staring
intently and his other physical features were his protruding ears.
Initially she watched him from behind the clothing
rails and wore very modest costumes if she did emerge at all.
But as the weeks slipped by she grew in confidence
and she would interact with him and even her choice of costume became increasingly sexier with each passing day.
But she didn’t seem to be making any progress and
she thought she knew the reason why, it was her.
It didn’t make any difference what outfit she wore
she was still Anna, the plain timid mouse.
As
a result of her failure she needed to take action.
Anna
called the combination of Martin’s stare and the frown his “Paddington stare”
and it had become her one desire to have him stare at her, she just needed to
give him something to stare at, because just being her wasn’t getting her
anywhere at all.
But
as she was naïve and inexperienced she was going to have to do extensive
research in the voyeur rooms to learn some tricks of the trade, to learn what
men like and how to do it for them.
So although she wasn’t gay Anna watched the girls
performing in the voyeur rooms, she was watching them to learn how to be
alluring, seductive and downright dirty.
However
the side effect of her research made her hornier than ever so she started
borrowing sex toys from the shop and taking them home and frigging herself to
climax with them in her and then returning them to the shelf the next day.
There
was a lot of titillation available for someone with a lustful eye and plenty of
other delights on offer and there was a lot of dressing up involved at the
House of Fun, so for that reason they had amassed quite a wardrobe for the
punters delight, which cost a fortune, but if the clients wanted them then they
could have them but of course they came at a price, which was highly inflated
which more than covered the cleaning bill, not all fabrics were wipe clean as
Anna could easily testify.
She
could also testify as too many of the titillations on show in the S & M
rooms, where a figure dressed head to toe in black leather and wearing a
heavily studded ski mask, thrashes his victim.
She
also regularly watched Kelly and Claire dressed as schoolgirls dishing out
severe punishment to a former head mistress in one of the special play rooms.
And
after viewing the activities in several of the special play rooms though
“Special” seemed such an inadequate word for what went on in those rooms.
Watching
all the sex at the Hotel on a daily basis really turned Anna on in a way she
had never been aroused before and it even prompted her to finger herself in the
voyeur rooms on more than one occasion.
But
most nights she took a dildo or a vibrator of the shelf in the shop, carefully
opened it in the privacy of her bedroom where she would frig her minge, and
then the next day she would put the sordid item back on the shelf for sale.
She
went through a large number of the shops range, and she was getting satisfied,
but alas not in the way she wanted.
What
she really wanted was for Martin to frig her, in fact she was getting desperate
for it, but he was too inexperienced to make it happen, and it was starting to
get her increasingly frustrated and making her more than a little sulky.
“Cheer up” Lesley said “Martin will be in soon to
pick up the laundry”
“Why would that cheer me up?” she retorted
“You know very well that you fancy him” Lesley
pointed out
“I don’t even know why you would think that” Anna
said
“I probably think that because he makes you go weak
at the knees every time you look at him” Lesley explained “And he probably gets
you wet as well”
“Oh really…” she protested and went bright red
“Don’t deny it” Lesley said
Anna opened her mouth to do just that but thought
better of it and closed her mouth again and then sat down heavily on a chair.
“Oh bollocks” she said “how humiliating”
“Don’t be like that” Lesley said
“Well it’s bad enough that I know I fancy him and
I’m not getting anywhere but now I know that you know as well”
“And Emily” Lesley said “And Nikki”
“Oh great my humiliation is complete” she said and
put her head in her hands.
“Well it’s about time you pulled your finger out and
closed the deal” Lesley said
“How though?” she said “When he looks at me he just
sees a plain little mouse”
“Then show him something else” Lesley suggested
“Oh
great my humiliation is complete” Anna said and put her head in her hands.
“Well
it’s about time you pulled your finger out and closed the deal” Lesley said
“How
though?” she said “When he looks at me He just sees a plain little mouse”
“Then
show him something else” Lesley suggested
“What
do you mean?”
“Well
I had the same problem with Aidan, I wanted him and I was sure he wanted me,
but nothing was happening” she explained “So I set a trap for him”
“What
did you do?” Anna asked
“I
dressed as a schoolgirl and lured him to one of the playrooms and offered it to
him on plate” she said wistfully “And I’m still offering it and he’s still
helping himself”
“Do
you think I can do that?” Anna asked
“Of
course you can” Lesley replied “you just need to set the trap”
“But
I don’t have the bait that you do” she said referring to Lesley’s gorgeous
figure and huge tits.
“Nonsense,
don’t sell yourself short” Lesley replied “You have a lot going for you”
“Will
you help me?” Anna asked
“Absolutely”
she replied
So
they spent the next hour discussing the options.
When
Lesley set her trap for Aidan she had the whole of the Hotel to operate in
because he was an employee so she could lure him anywhere within their
workplace.
Martin
Botting worked for Parker’s Laundry Service in Finchbottom and had no reason to
go anywhere else other than the Costume Department and Housekeeping, the latter
was far too busy so the trap had to be in the Costume Department where they had
complete control of the environment and so they made a plan.
In
order for everything to go without a hitch Lesley had to take Emily and Nikki
into their confidence.
Nikki
would lock the door between the shop and costume department at the appointed
time and Emily would do the same with the side entrance leaving the main door
to Lesley.
And
they choose Monday afternoon to spring their trap as it was always very quiet
and the corridors were normally sparsely populated.
At
the time Martin arrived to collect the bags of soiled costumes a young woman
followed him in, a tall willowy blonde with outstandingly stellar legs.
Martin
noticed her immediately, she was very pretty but was very aware of the fact and
she positively preened when she realized Martin was admiring her legs.
So
she showed them off to him in a series of poses so he could marvel at them
further which got his full attention, however her performance culminated in her
bending over and showing him her fleshy cheeks but then he noticed on the newly
exposed buttock, a large tattoo which was like an ice cold shower to his desire
so he turned his attention to finding Anna, he liked Anna, she had a pretty
smile and lovely legs as well.
The
leggy blonde on seeing he had lost interest in her huffed quite loudly and
flounced off and went in through the door into the shop which immediately
closed and didn’t reopen so phase one was complete.
Nikki
had locked the door once the leggy blonde had entered the shop so she turned
her attention to selling as much slutty underwear and sex toys to her as she
could.
Meanwhile
in the costume department Martin continued his search for Anna, he was sure
that he caught sight of her when he first walked in but she was nowhere to be
seen, she was probably behind on of the rails, she was quite small, but she
always appeared before he left.
They
would always exchange glances, his were of lechery while hers were of
coquettishness, he wanted to ask her out but he kept losing his nerve.
“Hi
Martin” Lesley said “Are you ok to wait for ten minutes, I’ve just got to go
and fetch another bag from upstairs, Anna will look after you”
“That’s
ok” he said
“Great
sit yourself down and I’ll be back in twenty minutes tops” she said and nodded
to Emily, who was stood by the side door, and she nodded back and closed the
door then Lesley left and shut the main door and then stood guard.
Martin
did as he was told and sat on the chair provided and waited for someone to
return.
He
hoped it would be Anna, the other two, Emily and Leslie were so beautiful that
they terrified him
Anna
on the other hand was perfect, she was brunette with long straight brown hair,
some might have called her rather plain, but not him, he thought she had a
lovely face despite the fact it was heavily freckled.
He
loved her blue eyes, which he thought were just gorgeous, as was her cute nose
and thin-lipped smile.
Martin
liked the fact she was short, because he wasn’t tall himself and he was hoping
to become intimate with her body shape which was at that time undetermined due
to the fact she never wore the same thing twice he had seen in in various
guises from a rather shapeless baggy sweater to Alice in Wonderland, so it was
difficult to tell what she may or may not be concealing.
Her
legs were nice though, in fact they were gorgeous, and she had tiny feet, which
was a big plus for him.
And
Anna was roughly the same age as him which was perfect.
He
really looked forward to calling at the House of Fun, at first when he was put
on that round and he went there it felt a bit dirty and he was always hoping to
see something sexy, and occasionally he did but not often.
But
then he forgot about his smutty thoughts because seeing Anna became his goal.
The
first few times he didn’t actually see her because she was so shy and timid but
she grew in confidence and she stopped hiding, she was still shy but they were
at least talking and he was able to get a look proper look at her and he liked
what he saw.
So
as he sat down on the chair he was hoping she would come along soon and
wondered what she would be wearing.
The
warmth in the room soon began to lull him off to sleep, it was only the sound
of bare feet padding on the floor that brought him back and through half opened
eyes he saw Anna had arrived but minus her tights and shoes and she seated
herself in the corner of the changing cubicle directly opposite him, about six
feet away.
She
didn’t say anything, she just sat in the corner until she did something that
brought him wide awake.
Her
right leg was on the seat, bent at the knee, and it was resting against the cubicle
wall, she drew it up towards herself while her left leg was stretched across
the cubicle.
Anna
sat there with her head back, eyes closed with a hand on each knee and then she
slowly slid her hands down the inside of her thighs and under her skirt.
“Bloody
hell” he thought as the fabric of her skirt slowly moved upward exposing first
her bum cheeks and then her slit.
“Her
knickers clearly came off when her tights did” he thought
The
material kept on its upward trend until the full majesty of her hairy Minge was
visible.
Martin
had an instant boner as her tiny hand and nimble finger returned downward,
either side of her closed labia and then the lips peeled open like a piece of
ripe fruit revealing the soft moist flesh inside.
Anna
slipped her small digits between her open lips and began working diligently on
herself while Martin’s pants bulged with appreciation for her craft.
“She’s
good, very, very, good” he thought “it’s always the quiet mousy girls you have
to watch”
What
he didn’t know of course was that she had never done this before, not with an
audience, she was only doing what she had seen a girl called Helen Culleton
doing in the voyeur rooms and she’d had to have several drinks to get up the
courage to act.
As
he watched her deft fiddling fingers frigging at her fanny he suddenly became
aware that however exciting this was and it would undoubtedly make it to his
wank bank he thought to himself
“She
is never going to finish herself off before Lesley gets back”
Then
he thought with amusement
“Lesley
is going to arrive before Anna does”
So
he moved the short distance between his chair and the cubicle and perched on
the edge of her bench.
Once
he was in close proximity to her he could detect the tell-tale smell of
alcohol, which explained her uninhibited performance.
Martin
placed his left hand on the inside of her right thigh while two finger of his
left hand invaded her cunny and Anna’s nimble fingers continued their work
while he engaged in frigging her.
Anna’s
spare hand grasped his as it worked on her as she grew closer and closer and
closer until she came loud and hard and she pulled his fingers hard into her
cunny and as her thighs came together Martin did something he hadn’t done for
many years, he creamed his jeans.
Anna
opened her eyes for the first time and smiled coyly at him as she released her
grip on his hand and his fingers slipped out of her cunny.
“That
was nice” he said
“That
was very nice” she corrected him
“Very
nice indeed” he agreed and kissed her on the lips in a long tender embrace
which only ended when they heard the door open and they both stood up.
“I
hope we can…. You know…. get together um …. Again sometime” He stammered
“Me
too” Anna said, kissed him, blushed and padded off barefoot to another cubicle
to redress herself leaving him standing alone.
“Here
it is” Lesley said dropping a laundry bag at his feet
“Thanks
Lesley” he said
“I
hope you didn’t mind waiting Martin” she said and looked down at the wet patch
on his jeans
“No
I can see you didn’t”
“No
um… yes um ….bye” he stammered and rushed out
He
could still taste the alcohol on his lips as he walked uncomfortably down the
corridor with sticky pants.
Emily
and Nikki had joined Lesley and were waiting expectantly when Anna appeared all
sticky lipped and tingling.
“Well?”
Lesley said “Did it work?”
She
was certain it had because she had seen a wet cum patch on his jeans, so she
knew something had occurred, unless he was just a spontaneous ejaculator.
In
response to the question Anna went bright red and giggled
“So
it did work” Emily said and Anna giggled again.
Once
they had got her to stop blushing and giggling they were able to glean some
facts from her.
“We
didn’t do it though” she said
“But
now he’s had a taster he’ll be back for more” Nikki said
“Do
you think so?” Anna asked
“Oh
yes, that was just an entrée he will definitely be back for the main course”
Emily said
“Can
we stop talking about food, you’re all making me hungry” Lesley said “and I’m
getting aroused which is very confusing”
And
they all laughed.
“Are
you sure he’ll want more?” Anna asked Lesley, when they were alone
“Very
sure” she replied
“Why
are you so sure though?” she asked
“Because
you made him cum in his pants” Lesly replied
“Did
I?” she asked
“Yes
you did”
“How
do you know he did that?” Anna asked suspiciously
“Because
of the wet patch on the front of his jeans” Lesley replied
“So
trust me when I say you have him in the palm of your hand”
“Wow”
“But
it’s all up to you now” Lesley said “We can’t help you with the next bit”
“I
know” she said “But now I know he wants me I think I can do it”
“Of
course you can” Lesley agreed “He thinks you’re hot, so seize the day”
That
evening after work she didn’t do her normal patrol of the voyeur rooms to get
herself wet she just had to recollect being with Martin in the changing cubicle
and she was wet in seconds.
So
she put the whole sexual interlude into her wank bank and pictured it all as
she wanked herself to orgasm in her bedroom and then she planned her next move
and that process got her wet all over again so she frigged herself for a second
time.
The
very next morning after her horny sexual interlude with Martin she awoke not with the
nervous anticipation of impending nookie but with the flu.
She was as stiff as a board, ached in every joint,
had a fever, a head ache and was seriously miffed.
So after phoning into work she returned to her bed
and didn’t emerge again until Friday and had to defer her intentions to shag
Martin.
She returned to work on Saturday but she knew there
would be no shag because there was no laundry collection until Monday and
besides that she was on her period by then.
Martin
rose early on the morning Anna awoke with flu and he was full of nervous
anticipation and couldn’t wait to get to the costume department and see Anna
again and hopefully indulge in a little naughtiness again.
When
he reached the costume department he immediately started searching for Anna
among the clothing rails but couldn’t see her.
“Just
the two bags today Martin” Lesley said with a smile, she had noticed him
searching for the object of his lust and thought she would play with him for a
while.
“Oh
ok” he said still surveying his surroundings.
“Have
you lost something?” she asked
“No,
no” he replied
“Really?”
“Well
I was just wondering if…” he began
“Yes?”
“If…
you know… I could… maybe… if it’s ok… um speak to Anna” he stammered
“You
want to speak to Anna” Lesley said
“Yes”
he replied with relief
“No
you can’t” she retorted
“Oh”
he said crestfallen “ok”
“She’s
not in today” Lesley said putting him out of his misery
“I
don’t know what you did to her yesterday, but she phoned in sick”
“Is
she ok?” he asked with concern
“Don’t
worry” Lesley said “She just has the flu”
When she arose early on Monday morning she ate a
very hearty breakfast before taking a long relaxing bath and having fed and
cleansed her body she decided it was time to go to work and burn all the fuel
she had taken on board and get her body really dirty.
Since
the changing cubicle incident Martin had been going around with a permanent
hard on, which he had to keep on dealing with in the time honoured manner.
And
when he fell asleep at night, it was a fitful sleep full of erotic dreams,
lusty dreams and just plain dirty dreams.
The
result of this was that he had a much larger erection when he awoke than when
he dropped off, which he had to deal with again.
So
it was with some relief that Monday morning came and he could go and hunt down
Anna because he was determined that he wasn’t going to wank off another
erection brought on by thoughts of Anna, the next time he ejaculated it was
going to be inside her.
Which
would have been music to her ears because after suffering a bout of flu and her
period her self-confidence was well and truly in the toilet.
The
good news for Martin was that Anna was back at work, the bad news was the
costume department was quite busy.
He
made eye contact with Lesley, who was busy at the counter and couldn’t help him
herself.
“Hi
Martin if you’re in a hurry Emily or Anna can help you, if you can find them”
He
nodded in response and wandered over to the cubicles and felt a stirring in his
pants as he looked into the one that was the scene of their lust.
He
was so lost in his thoughts of that delicious moment that he didn’t see the
hazard coming his way.
And
he suddenly felt someone barge him from behind, which was when he turned into
his mother and tutted loudly, then realising what they had done the figure
turned round.
“I’m
so sorry I didn’t see you” the figure said then continued with surprise
“Oh
Martin”
“Hello
Anna” he said feebly
She
was dressed as a court jester and had an armful of costumes and she got a bit
flustered and dropped one.
She
tried to recover it but she fell against him with her buttocks and scrambled to
recover her balance.
“Sorry”
she said and as she did so she then dropped another costume and she fell
against him once more, but again she scrambled to get her balance again, but
this time as she scrambled he tried to aid her ascent by grabbing her arse with
the intention of steadying her but instead he took the opportunity to start
caressing her arse, feeling every inch of its curve.
“Sorry”
she said again
“Stop
apologizing girl” he chastised her
“I’m
not sorry in the slightest, you have a very nice little arse by the way”
“You
shouldn’t say things like that” she said blushing
“Why
not? It’s true” Martin said then he leant over and kissed her and she dropped
the rest of her costumes and reciprocated the kiss with interest, at first, but
then she stopped abruptly and looked around the department, it was much busier
than their last meeting in the cubicles.
“Too
many people eh?” he said and she nodded
So
Martin took hold of her hand and led her into one of the vacant cubicles away
from prying eyes and kissed her again, a long deep liquid kiss with darting
tongues, so much more electric than before and while his lips busied
themselves, his hands made in roads inside her tunic where he found another
layer to contend with this time a cotton vest.
He
figured it must be a long vest as it was unyielding to his effort to get inside
it, but get “in” he had every intention of doing, so quite undeterred his hands
sought out her tits and found them plump and braless and her nipples aroused
beneath the cotton.
He
was still figuring out how to get on the other side of her vest when someone
immediately outside the cubicle said
“I
was looking for something demure”
“How
about “Mary Poppins”?” Emily suggested “Or Maria from the “Sound of Music”?”
“Maria
would be perfect” the customer said and Emily led the woman away
“We
should stop” Martin said but then added, “but I don’t want to stop”
Anna
didn’t say anything but blushed scarlet which told him she didn’t want to stop
either.
Martin
and Anna were in one of the Costume Department changing room having been
interrupted in the midst of a passionate embrace.
They
had to stop, though neither wanted to, but they hastily rearranged their
clothing and then Anna said
“I’m
supposed to be working and we’re really busy”
“I
know” he said resignedly
“We’ve
only got half an hour” she added with a sideways glance.
And
then she opened the curtain and surveyed the area before taking his hand and
dragging him behind her.
“Come
on” she said
Normally
they wouldn’t have made it unnoticed but with all the customers they managed to
get out the side door and then Anna led him hurriedly down the hall to their destination.
Anna
opened the door to the disabled loo and once inside Martin closed and bolted
the door.
The
disabled toilet would not have been her first choice as the venue for their
first time, any more than the changing room cubicle was where she would have
chosen to have their first intimate moment, but needs must when the devil
drives, and the devil in her case was a horny itch that she needed to be
scratched.
The
second the lock snapped shut, Anna began debagging him from behind and she had
his trousers and pants around his ankles and her hands on his cock before he
could blink.
He
was still slipping his feet out of his pants and trousers when Anna steered him
around so they were facing each other where she could kiss him and grab his
cock at the same time.
Mousy
little Anna had taken complete control of the situation.
Martin
was quite unaccustomed to the girl taking charge and it was quite refreshing,
not that he was that successful with the opposite sex.
Nonetheless
he reclaimed the initiative by lifting the diminutive Anna up off the floor
until she was standing on the toilet seat where she continued to kiss him while
he yanked her striped tights and cotton knickers down to her knees, before he
slid his hands up the backs of her naked thighs until he reached the fleshy
cheeks of her buttocks, which he squeezed, caressed and kneaded before he
seated her on the disabled handrail so he could completely remove her under
things.
Then
he sat on the toilet seat, which conveniently placed him perfectly between her
white bony knees and he was about to sip from her furry cup when she pushed his
head back.
“No
time for that” she said taking the initiative again this time by climbing on to
his lap.
It
wasn’t that she didn’t want him to lick her pussy, she did, but that was for
another day, so she kissed him hard on the mouth as she impaled her hot cunny
on to his cock, her hot breath filling his mouth as she slid down to his stalk
to his balls.
Martin
instantly set about getting in-between her and her vest, which only took a few
seconds once he had tugged the vest from inside her waistband and he was soon
rewarded for his efforts when he cupped her lovely breasts.
Anna
by that time had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and was going about
her task with relish, and her mouth was now by his ear and she was moaning
hoarsely.
Martin
relinquished his tender touch on her soft breasts and instead grasped her
buttocks and help her stay in the saddle as she pumped up and down, faster and
faster, on his shaft.
“Oh
Martin” Anna whimpered as she moved ever nearer the blissful abyss.
He
moved his hands off her firm buttocks and up to her hips to control the rhythm
and in response she gripped the support rail behind his head and through
gritted teeth her moans grew louder and louder and louder
“Ohhhh
God” she screamed in orgasm and throwing back her head she pumped on him again
and he came in her and again she pumped her pussy and then once again, milking
him of every drop.
“Ahhh”
Anna exclaimed as she wrapped herself around his neck again and kissed him.
They
stayed like that for ten minutes savouring it but then she was on the move.
“I
have to go,” she said as she was climbing off his wilting cock.
But
she had all but released his cock from its syrupy tomb and with his helmet
barely encased between her lips she slid back down on him again and Anna
repeated this joyful exercise three more times,
Each
one accompanied by a wistful sigh, before she finally released his cock and
then she leant forward and kissed him.
“We
will do this again, wont we?” she asked with a furrowed brow
“God
yes” Martin replied instantly and her plaintive frown was immediately replaced
with a huge grin followed by a crimson blush.
He
took hold of her, pulling her face towards him and he kissed the eager lips in
a long and tender embrace and then they quickly redressed and as she stood by
the door he turned off the light and opened the door slightly to peer at the
passers-by and there was just time for one last kiss in the darkness before
emerging into the corridor to join the others milling around in the corridor.
Once
they reached the door to the Costume Department they split up, Anna went in
first and Martin was to wait before he followed her in,
She
went straight to the place where she dropped the armful of costumes and started
to pick them up and hang them on the rail when Lesley spotted her.
“Anna!
Where on earth have you been?”
“Sorry
Lesley” she replied just as Martin came through the door
“Ah
so that’s where you’ve been” She said “And did you seize the day?”
“Oh
yes” she replied “I seized it very well”
“Well
done you dirty little girl” Lesley said “I’m proud of you”
“Thanks”
she said and blushed
“But”
Lesley said “But you don’t do it when we’re busy?”
“Sorry
Lesley, I just had to seize it before it got away” she confessed and they both
laughed.
The
first sexual interlude between Martin Botting and Anna Andreoli happened in the
changing cubicle in the Costume Department of the House of Fun.
Where
he got his first look at the full majesty of her hairy Minge as her tiny hand
and nimble fingers opened her closed labia like a piece of ripe fruit revealing
the soft moist flesh inside and as Anna slipped her small digits between her
open lips and began working diligently on herself while Martin’s pants bulged
with appreciation for her craft.
Until
he had to step in and placed his left hand on the inside of her right thigh
while two finger of his left hand invaded her cunny.
Anna’s
nimble fingers continued their work while he engaged in frigging her.
Anna’s
spare hand grasped his as it worked on her as she grew closer and closer and
closer until she came loud and hard and she pulled his fingers hard into her
cunny.
And
as her thighs came together Martin did something he hadn’t done for many years,
he creamed his jeans.
The
second interlude occurred in the disabled toilet where she took the initiative
and quickly released his cock which culminated in her kissing him hard on the
mouth as she impaled her hot cunny on to his cock, her hot breath filling his
mouth as she slid down to his balls.
For
the third occasion they planned something very different, no frantic fingering
in a cubicle, no matter how satisfying it might be nor would it be a sordid
shag in a disabled toilet the next one would be very special.
Anna
had booked a room at the Hotel where she would not just have him once she would
have him as many times as she wanted.
Being
Friday there was a lot of hustle and bustle in the halls and he couldn’t easily
lay eyes on his quarry.
So
it took him a while before he spotted the short little girl with the nice
little figure and the long straight brown hair dancing on her shoulders.
And
when he met the gaze of her lovely blue eyes through the crowd, her cute nose
wrinkled and her thin-lipped smile transformed her normally rather plain, heavily
freckled face, into a vision of beauty.
She
was decked out, as was her habit, in a costume, although he had no idea what
the costume signified.
The
shabby tights that she was prone to wearing had been replaced by a rather more
superior quality product in blue which encased her shapely legs, in stockings
he hoped.
She
also had on a flared blue dress and a blue mop cap, as he was to find out later
everything she was wearing was blue apart from the black shoes on her tiny
feet.
Anna
gave him a wave and carried on dealing with the punters so he waited patiently
on the fringes.
He
watched her move from punter to punter and he thought she was an altogether
more confident lass that the shy little mouse he first met in the Costume
Department, but that was before the time she entertained him by displaying the
full majesty of her hairy Minge, before her tiny hand and nimble fingers began
frigging at her fanny before his eyes.
Martin
got a distinct boner as he recalled that remarkable imagery though he had to
take over when she faltered and finished her off and creamed his jeans at the
same time.
He
continued to watch her as his cock bulged in his pants but he didn’t approach
her he just had to wait.
Martin
lost sight of her but couldn’t go looking for her in comfort due to the obvious
swelling in his pants, so he waited.
“Hello
Martin” Anna said as she walked up beside him.
“Hello
sexy” He said and he kissed her so passionately that she blushed
“It’s
very busy” he said as he looked around “And I really want to get busy”
“Me
too Martin” she responded still blushing
“So
when can you finish?”
“I
finish at seven” Anna replied “But it might be eight tonight”
“Ok
I’ll see you up there” he said as he towered over her diminutive figure.
Martin
went into the bathroom and had a pee and then as he had time to kill, he
decided to have a shower in preparation for what he hoped was going to be a
nerve tingling night.
When
he’d finished he wrapped a towel around his middle, Sarong style, and turned
the TV on and sat in a chair and watched the end of one of the Rocky movies, he
wasn’t sure which one.
He
continued to watch as the next film started, this time it was one of the Jaws
franchise, again he wasn’t sure which because he wasn’t really concentrating,
it had a big fish in it and involved a lot of splashing about and anyway he
only lasted about ten minutes before the long blinks set in, which quickly led
to sleep.
He
was woken from his slumber by a persistent tapping on the door, he looked at
his watch and only twenty minutes had elapsed since he had drifted off.
Martin
got out of the chair and was just about to open the door when his towel came
undone and he was naked so he quickly picked the towel up and wrapped it around
his middle again and then he opened the door and found the source of the
tapping was Anna, still wearing her costume.
“Come
in Honey” he said and the moment the door closed she buried her face in his
naked chest.
They
just stood in the room for about five minutes, Anna dressed in her all blue
costume and Martin in a towel.
Until
the pattern of her breathing changed and he felt the feather light kisses from
her soft lips on his chest which prompted the tell-tale tingle beneath his
towel.
Anna’s
lips then journeyed up his chest until they reached his and she kissed him, a
long deep liquid kiss with darting tongues, and a quite electric kiss with just
the right amount of urgency.
Martin
was just contemplating getting inside her costume when she broke away and
yanked the towel off him and stood back giving him an appraising look and bit
her lip as she stared at his erection.
She
flicked her eyes up and made the briefest contact with his, enough to cause her
to blush but not enough to prevent her from returning her gaze to his swollen
cock and then he sat down on the bed and Anna removed her hat before she sat on
a chair and removed her shiny little shoes before returning to the middle of
the room.
“Well
don’t stop there,” he said
“No
you have to do it” she replied and giggled so he stood up and stepped towards
her, her gaze still fixed unashamedly on his cock.
They
kissed again, but this time her small hands busied themselves caressing his
naked flesh.
Meanwhile
he used one hand and unzipped the back of her dress while the other one was on
her shoulder and instantly pulled the sleeve of her dress down her arm, Anna
obligingly slipped her arm out, and as the fabric fell away he was able to see
her small breast encased behind pale blue lace.
Martin
used one hand and unzipped the back of her dress while the other one was on her
shoulder and instantly pulled the sleeve of her dress down her arm, Anna
obligingly slipped her arm out, and as the fabric fell away he was able to see
her small breast encased behind pale blue lace.
He
repeated the operation with the other sleeve and the dress fell away to the
floor and Anna used her tiny feet to kick it away.
Martin
glanced in the mirror and could see the reflection of her rear aspect as she
stood there in just her underclothes and stockings.
She
had a tidy little figure and a gorgeous little arse, which he quickly fondled
before his hands proceeded upwards and unhooked her bra.
Martin
didn’t wait to discard the garment first, he just moved his hand straight to
the prize beneath the lace and cupped her tittie, and she sighed, snorting air
in deeply through her nose as he toyed with her stiffening nipple.
Their
mouths disengaged briefly and she took the opportunity to wriggle free from her
harness and then still fondling her breast they kissed again.
But
Martin’s cock was throbbing and there was a tell-tale ache in his balls so
reluctantly he released her pert tittie and instead slid his hands down inside
her knickers to fondle the flesh of her plump cheeks.
It
took little effort to roll her pants down off her buttocks to the top of her
thighs and then he picked her up and in one fluid motion turned and threw her
onto the bed, she gave a little scream as she landed on the bed followed by a
fruity chuckle when he grabbed her ankle and began peeling her stockings from
her legs, then he went back up her thighs for her knickers.
When
she was naked he gave her a thorough appraisal, every inch of her small
freckled frame with the pert tits and stiffened nipples and a flat stomach
leading to her gloriously hairy brunette bush.
Martin
dropped to his knees and began kissing his way up her thigh to that magnificent
minge.
As
enjoyable as their last shag in the disabled toilet was it was a more hurried
affair and she didn’t have the time for him to do her full justice, and noshing
her was not an option.
At
the House of Fun however they had all the time in the world as Martin proceeded
upward along her thigh he could smell her pungent odour, a wonderful mix of
femininity, arousal and twelve hours since it was last showered, and this heady
erotic fragrance spurred him on, he looked up briefly and saw Anna laying there
with her eyes closed and biting her lip and as she opened up wide for him.
So
he buried his face in her moist minge and pleasured her with his nose, his
mouth, and his tongue.
And
it wasn’t long before she was writhing with pleasure as he devoured her flesh
before she shuddered and moaned in orgasm.
Martin
could wait no more and so he lifted his head and kissed her, her pungent
fragrance was all around his mouth and when he stopped kissing her it was all
around hers as well and as his hand slipped up her thigh and she licked her
lips.
So
he fingered her hot pussy with two fingers of one hand making her moan while he
tugged his cock with the other.
Once
he had satisfied both Anna and his own baser animal appetite he began kissing
his way up her body, her primeval fragrance all around his mouth, he stopped
briefly when he reached her breasts and sucked on her teats while he fingered
her hot pussy with two fingers, and Anna moaned deliciously as he frigged her
and barked like a seal as she came and he raised his head from his task to
revel in her extraordinary exclamation.
Leaving
her misshapen nipples wet with his saliva. Martin put his hand behind her neck
and lifted her head up towards him so he could kiss her again and despite his
face still being wet with her pungent juices she responded urgently to his
kiss, her tongue darting energetically in and out of his mouth.
Taking
her by surprise he pushed her onto her back again and she looked up at him
wickedly.
He
was still kneeling on the floor and with her lying stretched out before him,
with one hand grasping a handful of duvet and the other playing with her
swollen nipple.
She
spread her legs wide and her juicy quim was at the perfect height to receive
him.
Anna
sucked in air through her teeth as he penetrated her and her skinny legs
wrapped around him.
“Ahhhhh”
she exclaimed when he was all the way in.
Anna
wriggled like a fish on the riverbank as he repeatedly skewered her tight juicy
fanny and it was wetting his balls more and more with every stroke.
She
came three times in quick succession making the same delicious sound, like a
mother panting through a contraction.
“Shhh”
“Shhh”
“Shhh”
Followed
by a more expressive
“Ohhhh”
He
knew he couldn’t hold off much longer, as he pumped her pussy, he was very
close to that ecstatic moment of conclusion.
Anna’s
next big orgasm would be the finale for them both.
He
had a great rhythm going and her skinny legs were still gripping him hard and
as the strokes shortened her exclamations changed to soft rhythmic pants.
“Ooh”
“Ooh”
Until
they reached that perfect point of climax when they both came together and she
screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Ahhhhhh”
And
Martin emptied his sac into her grateful gash and when he pulled out of her
quivering quim she let out a long soft sigh of satisfaction.
They
spent the next two hours in each other’s arms basking in the afterglow beneath
the duvet drifting in and out of sleep.
When
they awoke after their brief respite under the covers where they had cuddled up
ended up facing each other and she started to play with his shaft,
“So
you want to do it again do you?” he asked
“Yes
I do” she replied “but do it gentle this time”
“Ok”
he agreed and rolled her gently onto her back and kissed her.
They
stopped kissing and he looked down on her in the half-light and admired her
body again.
Her
breasts were more than adequate in his view and were surmounted by pale rose
pink nipples which sat there inviting him to imbibe so he took the nearest one
into his mouth and sucked on it gently and Anna emitted a soft melodic murmur
of approval.
He
left her erect swollen nipple wet with his saliva and watched her serene face
as his hand drifted across her belly to her luxuriant curly bush.
His
hand dallied there toying with her tousled curls and she still murmured softly
and as his hand came to rest on her mound, she held her breath in anticipation
of its progress and after a moment his finger parted her lips like a paper
knife opening a letter and it was instantly immersed in her hot creamy juice.
“So
wet so soon” he thought as he looked down on her.
Anna
was biting her lip and her murmurs had become soft moans of pleasure in
response to the fingering of her slippery slit.
She
had not become excessively vociferous in response to his attention, but he
could easily tell she was on the brink by the way she was frantic tugging on
his cock.
So
having reached the point where he couldn’t have got her any wetter if he’d
fingered her until Christmas he brought her to a face contorting climax and her
thighs closed on his hand.
He
looked down on her as her face relaxed back to her angelic demeanour and she
opened her eyes and smiled.
Martin
leant down and kissed her and as their tongues explored each other’s mouths he
caressed her breast and prepared to mount her.
As
he carefully positioned himself between her thighs he stopped kissing her and
looked into her eyes as he slowly slid into her.
Anna
sighed momentarily at the instance of penetration and then closed her eyes as
she leant her head back into the pillow and sucked in air through her teeth.
He
continued caressing her beautiful breast as he withdrew and entered her again
and then again.
Anna
began to writhe a little beneath him and licked her lips as he entered again.
Martin
had to work so hard to control the urge to up the tempo as he normally would
and he had to suppress his animal urges,
“Do
it gentle this time” she had pleaded so it had to be a tender affair, longer in
duration and more sensual.
She
squirmed beneath him as she reached that ecstatic point, the hinterland between
being rooted to the ground and the gravity defying release of orgasm.
She
looked up at him as she softly moaned and writhed beneath him and then she came
with a deliciously sweet utterance that spurred him on to his own climax and
she cried out
“Oh
Godddd”
Then
he kissed her hot panting mouth.
“That
was wonderful,” she panted.
He
kissed her again and withdrew, and then climbed off of her and she let out a
rather smug and self-satisfied sigh as she cuddled up to him.
“When
can we do it again?” she asked with her head on his chest.
“My
God you’re insatiable” he said
“Yes
I know” Anna said “But when?”
“Not
until the morning, I’m not a machine you know” Martin said
“That’s
a shame” she said but seemed to quickly come to terms with the situation as she
had already taken every ounce of satisfaction from him that night she thought
she would have him twice again the next morning.
The
first time occurred when Martin awoke just as the dawn was breaking to find
Anna sucking greedily on his cock and then she rode on the resulting erection
to her great satisfaction.
The
second time took place when Martin was in the shower and it began when she sat
on the edge of the bath and took his cock in her mouth again and sucked him up
to full erection and then she stood up wearing a broad grin and leant back
against the tiles and eased her small frame into the corner as droplets of
water ran down her freckled skin to her pert breast and drip off her hard proud
nipples.
Anna
lifted one foot up and planted it on the edge of the bath, and then the small
delicate fingers of one hand combed their way through her wet pubes before
descending between her hairy lips.
Martin
watched intently and began tugging on his shaft in rhythm with her fingering
until she suddenly stopped and opened her legs as far as she could, which he
took as his signal to fuck her.
He
slipped in between her greasy lips easily and his presence inside her was
greeted with an appreciative moan.
With
each thrust her buttocks slapped against the tiles but as he banged her on the
short strokes her buttocks squeaked like new shoes until they both came in a
juddering climax.
Afterwards
he was shattered and his legs had completely gone, after the toe curling knee
trembler.
Martin
had to sit in the bath to recharge his batteries and he just sat there with the
shower spraying down on him for about twenty minutes.
By
the time he re-emerged from the bathroom, still dripping wet, Anna was already
fully dressed.
“You’ve
recovered then” she said and giggled
“I’ll
remember that the next time you’re gagging for it” he said in response
“You’ll
still shag me though” she said and walked over and kissed him and he grabbed
her and scooped her up in his arms
“Put
me down you’ll get me all wet,” she protested
“That’s
just how I like you” Martin teased her and then they kissed.
But
that was all they did as she had to go to work, which was just as well because
he was totally knackered and he wouldn’t have been able to go again for at
least 4 hours.
So
he put her down and she giggled as she sponged herself dry then she sat down
and watched him drying himself and by the lascivious look in her eye it was
clear she had lust on her mind, but he couldn’t tell if she was remembering
what she’d already had or imagining what she was going to get later.
“I
have to go” she said suddenly with a sigh and she walked over and kissed him
and gave his cock a cheeky tug and then she left.
As
soon as the door closed he lay down on the bed and although physically he was a
spent force, his mind was awash with erotic images of his time with Anna
Andreoli, and he looked forward to spending another dirty night with the dowdy
sister.