Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing August 31
Monday - Jon asked us that we would like to do, and as it was a sunny day, we
decided to go on a bike ride. We loaded Jon's 3 bikes onto the roof rack of the
car and went up into the Dales. Vicky didn't know about the bike with the hole
in the saddle, and I was glad that Jon remembered to bring the butt plug with
him. Vicky wanted to wear my white shorts, but I wouldn't let her. She didn't
understand why mot, and I wouldn't tell her, other than to say that she would
understand later. In the end she wore a light cotton short dress, and I wore my
tennis dress. We drove up into the dales and parked the car in a little village.
Jon had remembered to bring a spanner to adjust the seat height for Vicky. She
thought that it was a bit high for her, so I said, "just you wait." We set off
at a slow pace, with Vicky and me having the backs of our dresses hanging over
the back of, and pussies bare to the saddles. It wasn't long before Vicky was
happy that she was having to slide from side to side on the saddle. Jon hadn't
put the but plug in the hole in the saddle in my bike, so when we stopped for a
rest, I asked him if he would put it in. Vicky's only comment was "now I
understand." It took me a couple of minutes to get back on the bike and ready to
move off, but once we got going it was good.
After we stopped for lunch at a pub Jon told us to swap bikes. I suppose it was
fair but I was a little disappointed. We'd noticed a couple of men looking at
the bikes (well, the one with the butt plug sticking through the saddle), and as
it was a man's bike, I guess they were looking for a man that belonged to it,
and you should have seen their faces when Vicky slowly lowered herself onto it.
We rode for about another 5 miles back to the car before heading for home and
then taking Vicky home. I think that Vicky was ready for the rest when we got to
the car, she said that she had had 3 orgasms on that saddle. When we got to her
flat she invited us in for a coffee. No sooner than we had got in, Vicky excused
herself and came back a couple of minutes later without her clothes on. It
seemed a little strange having Vicky as the only one without clothes on. Back
home, Jon sent me to bed before going to work on his PC.
Tuesday - Jon went away on a training course for the rest of the week which
meant that it was a boring few days, except that the Tescos girl rang for a chat
on the Wednesday afternoon and asked if we could meet up. I invited her (Bridie)
to Jon's house on the Friday afternoon which was her day off.
Friday - When she arrived she seemed a little surprised to have me answer the
door naked, and she was nervous as she explained (over a cup of tea) that she
had never been with another woman before, and seemed pleased when I told her
that until a few months before, I had never even thought about it, and the
thought of being naked in a supermarket toilet would have had me crawling into a
corner and wanting to die. Bridie admitted that she was 'bi-curious' but didn't
know how to take it any further. She relaxed a bit when I told her that I don't
consider myself to be a lesbian, but I like sex with certain other women. I got
her to tell me all about her other 'experiences' while we progressed to vodka
and orange drinks. She is only 16 and only left school a few months ago. She
doesn't have a boyfriend at the moment, and still lives with her parents. It
wasn't long before she was asking me what it was like to be naked most of the
time, and I suggested that she tried it. She stripped to her bra and knickers
which were a lovely red lacy set, but she didn't want to go further. When I got
another drink I stood behind her and massaged her neck for a while before moving
down to her small pert, cone shaped young breasts. She has lovely nipples in the
centre of small dark brown aureoles. As I lightly let my finger drift over her
nipples they jumped to attention and she gasped. She asked me to undo her little
bra then she stood up and asked if we could go somewhere more comfortable. I led
her up to Jon's room and motioned for her to lie on the bed. I started kissing
her all-over as she moaned and rolled her head from side to side. When I got
down to her stomach she seemed to tense a little as my hand gently drifted over
her still knicker-clad pussy. She surprised me when I stopped and looked at her
and she said that she had followed my example. When I asked her what she meant
she asked me to take her knickers off.
She has this beautifully smooth bald pussy, not a hair anywhere, but her lips
were very swollen and her juices were over-flowing. I started kissing her
stomach and thighs before really eating her. She certainly had been anticipating
that moment because it didn't take very long for her to have an orgasm
accompanied by screams of 'yes', 'yes.' I lay next to her up on one elbow
looking at her 16 year old body. I can't remember mine looking that good 6 years
ago. Very slim, very blonde and with a smooth medium tan coloured skin.
All of a sudden Bridie brought my day-dream to an end by saying that that was
the first time that anyone had ever done that to her, and she asked if she could
try to do it to me. After asking if any of her boyfriends had ever eaten her (no
was the answer), I told her that she could only do it to me if she knelt either
side of me and we did a proper 69. She was a real natural even down to the
pulling of my clit with her teeth and pushing her tongue into my hole. I took
my time, and had a good look at her young pussy. Her clit isn't as big as mine,
but she smelt and tasted really good.
Bridie came before me, and the intensity made her bite my clit quite hard. That
triggered me, and I came shortly after her. We both collapsed and lay there for
a few minutes before talking for hours. I told her all about Jon and me, and she
told me that she was a late developer, and had only really reached puberty about
2 years ago, and that she was still a virgin. She has quite an imagination, but
says that she is too shy to let any boys get further that a snog and a grope.
Besides, her parents are very strict and she always has to be in quite early. I
was just thinking about how I could help her when the bedroom door flew open and
Jon walked in. He was furious and demanded to know what was going on. Bridie was
frightened, and was trying to cover herself. Jon told her to keep quiet and keep
still and that no harm would come to her. She seemed to relax when I told her
that it was true, Jon would not hurt her, he's not like that. I explained
everything to Jon and he calmed down. He asked Bridie if she was all right, and
told her to relax and stop being so shy. I put my arm round her and asked her
and Jon if they would like a drink, which I then went and got. When I got back
Bridie was laughing so Jon must have said something to make her feel
comfortable. She had even stopped trying to cover her nakedness.
We all went down to the lounge, and I left them talking while I went and put
dinner on. While we were eating (us 2 girls still naked) Jon told me that I was
going to be punished for using his bed without asking him. He asked Bridie if
she wanted to watch, and after we had finished we all went up to the
'punishment' room. Bridie looked a little stunned by all the equipment there and
just stood in silence as Jon restrained me spread-eagle face down on the bed.
Jon then told Bridie that he frequently administered punishment in the nude, and
would she mind if he took his clothes off. She didn't say anything but I could
see her shake her head indicating 'no' she didn't mind. He took his clothes off
and I watched Bridie's eyes follow his soft dick as he got the tawse from where
it was hanging on the wall, and gave me the first stroke. I could tell when it
was going to land on my backside by the expression on Bridie's face. As usual I
said, "One - thank you master" and waited for the next one. By the time I had
got to "Ten - thank you Master" Bridie was relaxing and even enjoying it. She
was licking her lips and one of her hands was stroking her stomach and the
front of her pussy. There was a pause after the first 10 as Jon moved to get a
better position, and the 11th one landed partially on my right cheek, and
partially on my pussy. The second and last 10 all hit my pussy, and by the time
I had said, "Twenty - thank you Master" the tears were rolling down my cheeks
and I was quite well lubricated. Jon untied me and as I was getting up I could
see Bridie really going at herself. Jon had sat on a chair and his erection was
pointing to the ceiling, Bridie still staring at it. Jon motioned for me to go
over to him and he pulled me down onto his lap, my back to his front, my legs
outside of his, and his dick lost inside me. He told me to finish myself off as
Bridie continued to stare at us.
Needles to say, all 3 of us came - can't remember in what order. When Jon
finally lifted me off him, he looked at Bridie and asked her if she would like a
go at either the punishment, or the fucking. I guess that she wasn't ready for
it because she said, "no". Jon replied with "maybe next time." Jon and Bridie
got dressed and we drove her home, me still in the nude in the back of the car.
It was a good job that it was dark by then. As she got out of the car Jon asked
her if she would like to go out with us the following night. She said yes, and
we agreed to pick her up at 8:00 p.m.
Saturday September 5
I woke up with a sore backside and pussy. Late morning someone came to the door
and Jon told me to wait upstairs until he called me. It was a conservatory
salesman and Jon had done a deal with him to build one at the back of the house.
When Jon called me into the room the man didn't look as surprised as I would
expect him to be when a naked young woman walked into the room. It turned out
that Jon had told him that his housekeeper usually walked around the house
naked, and that it was to be part of the contract that the workmen could look
but not touch. If this condition were broken then they would not get paid for
the job. The poor man could not take his eyes off me, and Jon used that fact to
get an extra discount. The job was to start the week after next.
That afternoon we went shopping in town. Jon had me wear my long wrap-around
skirt and short baggy crop top. We went to the nice dress shop where Kelly
worked, but the girl assistant told us that Kelly had left and gone to work in
Nottingham. The new assistant was nice, but didn't seem that friendly, just
polite. We had a look at a few dresses and skirts, but Jon didn't like any of
them so we moved on. We went into a shoe shop and Jon bought himself a pair of
shoes. While he was doing that he told me to try a few pairs on. Needless to say
he told me to get a male assistant and to make sure that he got an eyeful of my
pussy. It was quiet easy in the wrap-around skirt, just a case of letting it
fall open. Poor lad, he just didn't know where to look. It was obvious where he
wanted to look, but he was just too shy to have a good look, and he just kept
having quick looks. I caught eye contact with him and smiled and said, "it's ok
to look" but he still kept on with the quick looks then looking away.
From there we went to the 'Private' shop and had a good look at everything. Jon
bought a vibrating egg and some leather straps that he wouldn't let me look at,
said they were going to be a surprise. After that we went home and had some tea.
Later Jon told me to put a short cotton dress on and we went and collected
Bridie. I went to the door while Jon waited in the car. As Bridie got into the
car Jon complimented her on her outfit. She looked great in a smart red dress
with stockings and suspenders (as I found out later). Bridie asked Jon where we
were going, but he would only tell us that it was a surprise, and one that would
make her nervous to start off with, but she was to trust us.
We drove to a Leisure Centre in Mansfield called Water Meadows. Bridie said that
she hadn't planned on going swimming, and hadn't brought a costume. By that time
I had realised what was going on, but didn't say anything. Jon told Bridie not
to worry, and that everything was taken care of. After Jon had paid our money
and we entered the changing area Bridie just stopped dead in her tracks. After a
few seconds she said, "They've got no clothes on, what's going on?" Jon told
her that it was a 'naturist swim', and no one wore clothes at those. It took a
couple of minutes to persuade Bridie to strip off with us, and she looked great
as she slowly took her clothes off. Needles to say Jon and me were naked within
seconds. Bridie came out with statements like "Everyone's looking at me" and
"Everyone can see that I've shaved my pussy." She said that she'd only ever
seen naked people on the television (apart from Jon and me the previous day),
and that no one had seen her naked since she was a little kid, not even her
parents.
She started to relax a bit when she realised that everyone was just getting on
with getting out of their clothes, and into the pool. She also commented on the
fact that there were other people with no pubic hair, and that no one seemed to
be taking any notice of them. Jon told her that they were just there to have
good relaxing natural swim, enjoying the lack of restrictions and inhibitions of
clothes.
As we walked out into the swimming area Bridie was trying to cover herself, and
she just stood there for a couple of minutes watching all the naked people of
all ages from babies to pensioners just doing what people normally do in a
swimming pool. There's not a lot at that Leisure Centre, but we had a good time.
Bridie managed to relax and enjoy herself apart from the times that men were
following her up the stairs to the water slide. With their heads at her pussy
level she was still self-conscious. In the end I sat on the side of the pool
with my legs open wide, and no one took a blind bit of notice, so I managed to
get her to do the same, but only for a few seconds.
We went up into the sauna and steam room suite and spent a bit of time there.
Bridie had never been into a sauna, a steam room, nor a spa before. In there I
whispered in Bridie's ear that it was good having sex in a spa, and she
whispered back 'chance'. I then told her that I was sure that I could arrange
something, but not there as there were too many people.
It was great being able to walk around and swim in the nude with lots of other
people doing the same. So relaxing and natural. Non of the sexual excitement of
being naked or semi-naked when everyone else has clothes on and people are
trying to catch a glimpse of my breasts or pussy. I like both situations really,
it depends upon the mood I'm in.
As we were getting dressed to leave, we watched Bridie put her clothes on. Jon
suggested that she leave her underwear off, but after a few seconds thought she
said, "maybe next time, I've got a lot of thinking to do." When we dropped her
off at home she gave us both a quick kiss, full on the lips. Jon invited her to
go out with us the next Saturday. We arranged to pick her up at 8:00 p.m. again.
Back home Jon told me that the sight of Bridie getting dressed had turned him on
a bit, and he was going to 'vent his lust' on my body. I spent the night in his
bed and went to sleep in the 'spoon' position with him deep inside me.
Sunday September 6
Jon took me to the gym and I had to wear my white lycra shorts and a baggy crop
top. By the time we had finished I had a big damp patch in the crotch which made
the thin lycra virtually transparent. Good job that I don't have any pubic hair
as that would have been clearly visible. From there we went into the sauna, and
Jon had me wearing one of the Leisure Centre's towels that is only just big
enough to cover my breasts and bum. Jon had me sit with my legs up bent at the
knee so that my pussy was on display. A couple of teenage girls came in and one
of them had a good look, but nothing else. No swimming or spa, we went home
after that.
In the afternoon, Jon got a bucket and some bags of white powder out of the
garage. When I asked him what they were for he told me that he was going to take
a plaster of Paris mould of the lower part of my torso. When I asked him what it
was for he said he wasn't sure, but it seemed like a good idea, and could be
fun. He had me stand (with my feet about a foot apart), in the kitchen while he
first covered me from below my tits to my knees with Vaseline. Then he got a
dildo and pushed it half into me. He said that he wanted to be able to know
exactly where my hole was, and the best angle to get into it. He then put 3
strips of clink-film up each side of me and just behind the dildo so that the
mould would be easier to get off me once it was dry. After that he wrapped some
tea towels soaked in the plaster of Paris mixture round me. As the mixture dried
he pasted more and more of it onto me until it was about half an inch thick. All
this time I had to hold my stomach in so that my little podge wouldn't be
showing. When he had finished we made me stay still for another 15 minutes to
let it harden. It felt funny being encased like that. Sort of sexually exciting.
Difficult to explain.
When it came to get the mould off me we had difficult time. At one point I was
beginning to think that I was stuck in it for life, but Jon wasn't giving up and
in the end it came off. It looks good when the 2 halves are put together. You
could even see the shape of my pussy lips as they gripped the dildo. When the 2
halves are together the hole for the dildo makes me look as if I have a giant
hole. Jon says that we will go for the top half next time, but I don't know what
position he will do it in as he says that he wants my tits to be 'proud'. While
I was getting cleaned-up Jon went to check his email, and apart from taking him
some food, I never say him again until breakfast next morning.
