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Car Trouble 3
This is a continuation from Car Trouble 1 a proper snog.”
“How about five seconds,” said Emily.
“Twenty,” I said.
“Ten”
“Fifteen.”
“Okay, fifteen seconds if it’ll make you happy.” Emily reluctantly agreed.
I was definitely excited, and I felt my cock bulge in my trousers as Emily turned her face toward Katie’s and they reached for each other’s hands.
“Let’s do it for him Emily, I’m not so repulsive that you can’t bear to kiss me am I? It’s just a girly kiss, that’s all he wants,” added Katie.
“No, you’re definitely not repulsive, and that’s the problem! Emily gave Katie a knowing wink.”
They faced each other then, Katie reached up with her left hand and tenderly stroked Emily’s cheek. I squeezed my erect cock as I watched the absorbing erotic scene in front of me. Katie’s left hand rested on Emily’s neck, she leaned towards her and gently pulled her in. Their lips met in a soft sensual kiss that lasted for several seconds. Eyes-closed, their lips parted for a moment then met again. It was almost as if I wasn’t there.
They held each other’s faces and kissed so tenderly as I looked on spellbound. After a while, they started to kiss harder, their tongues probing each other’s lips and teeth. Then they took each other in a full embrace and pushed their tongues into each other’s mouths, their heads moving from side to side as they kissed passionately. The passion gave way to raw sexual desire as they went at each other’s mouths enthusiastically. I was definitely not expecting this turn of events!
Still kissing with an impassioned urgency, they gradually started lean to the side as Katie slowly eased Emily down onto the bed. Their lips broke contact for a moment, so that Emily could make herself comfortable and Katie could lie across her, then they resumed their steamy, sensational kiss while running their hands over each other’s shoulders and arms.
By now, I had unbuttoned the waistband of my trousers, unzipped the fly and was sitting with my rock-hard cock in my right hand. I squeezed it but didn’t stroke it for fear of coming too soon while I watched the most intensely erotic sight that I’d ever seen. The two women were now stretched out along the bed; a tangle of high heeled, black stockinged legs at one end, eager breathless kissing and breasts pressing together at the other end, and tight skirts with pussy mounds grinding into thighs in the middle.
Katie ran her right hand over Emily’s tight white school shirt and down to her midriff where she pulled the shirt out of her blue pleated gym skirt. Emily gave a muffled moan of satisfaction as Katie massaged her left breast and squeezed its nipple. She put one hand behind Katie’s head, and the other on her shapely buttocks, and drew her skirted hip into her mound; they were still kissing as though their lives depended on it.
They kissed and kissed, slowly grinding their bodies into each other. They squeezed each other’s breasts, ran fingers through each other’s hair and squeezed each other’s bums. I looked on in envy, my wife often made love with intensity, but this seemed to be on another level.
The kissing went on and on. I looked at my watch on the bedside table, I’d placed it there to time fifteen seconds, that was five minutes ago. The girls suddenly stopped, grinned, came up for air, and looked at me for further instructions.
“OK girls. I think time is well and truly up!” I pointed to my watch to break the tension.
Had I been the victim of an elaborate ‘in-joke’ put on by the girls, or had I just witnessed some real girl-on-girl sexual urges? I was puzzled and excited at the same time so I called a halt to the proceedings as other activities were planned.
“This antakya escort evening I thought that we would go on a school trip.”
The girls immediately looked suspicious and shook their heads.
“What, dressed like this!”
“It’s perfectly okay, you can wear a top coat to cover up…. if you must,” I grinned.
“I’m really not sure about this,” Emily added.
I already knew that Emily wouldn’t approve as she did not have the slightest streak of exhibitionism in her. In fact, I would say that she was a bit of a prude and never wears revealing clothes in public. Katie, on the other hand, looked like she was game for anything and joined in with my enthusiasm.
“Come on Emily. I trust him. It’ll be fine if we wear our coats,” she reassured.
“Good. You know it makes sense,” I added.
The girls made themselves look presentable in the bathroom and headed downstairs to get their coats. Once they had put them on Emily looked in the mirror and appeared to relax a little when she saw that she was not revealing anything. They just looked like two gorgeous women going out for the evening with a lucky guy!
“So where are you taking us?” Emily nervously asked.
“I thought it would be nice if we went out for a quiet drink,” I replied. “I know a quiet pub out of town – somewhere where nobody will know us.”
We all jumped into my TR6 with Emily in the passenger seat and Katie squeezed into the cramped back seat with her feet apart and her coat spread so that her stocking tops were on show. We drove through the city streets laughing and joking. Emily was aware that my eyes kept getting drawn to Katies stocking tops as she showed no sign of pulling the hem of her skirt down to preserve her modesty. I allowed my left hand to rest against her right leg and give her fishnets a little stroke. Katie opened her legs just a little wider and I could see the crotch of her white schoolgirl panties in the mirror.
We left the town and drove along country lanes. To balance the journey, I moved my left hand from Katies leg onto Emily’s leg and let it rest there for a few seconds before I slid it under her coat and right up to the flesh above her stocking tops. The sexual tension in the car was growing as we reached the country pub that I had picked out. I entered first to make sure that it was not too crowded and there was a table we could sit at. Luckily, being quite rural, there were only a few people in the place so we had the choice of many empty tables in the bar area. The girls followed me in with their coats tightly fastened and only their black stockings and black heels showing.
I went to the bar and a stunningly beautiful young girl in her early 20’s appeared from a back room. She was tall, slim and elegant with great figure and long straight blonde hair. Her make-up was immaculate and the only thing stopping me falling in love with her piercing ice-blue eyes was her full curvy breasts. I had to look at them to read the name badge pinned to her plain white top! This gorgeous creature was called ‘Hayley’. She smiled widely and asked for my order. Her perfect teeth were made to look whiter by her bright red lipstick. She looked more like a super-model than a barmaid.
I bought the girls double gin and tonics and got a non-alcoholic lager for myself as I was driving. I sensed her eyes follow me as I carried the drinks over to a three-legged round wooden table in the corner of the empty bar. The girls sat on chairs with their coats fastened to the top. Emily still looked really worried but Katie was much more relaxed and seemed happy to participate in my ‘little game’.
“Ok ladies, it’s nice and warm in here so I want you to unbutton your coats. Don’t worry, nobody can see antalya escort you.”
Emily’s eyes immediately grew like saucers, she looked horrified.
“No way!” she exclaimed.
“Look around you, there’s hardly anybody here,” I reassured her.
Katie started to unbutton her black coat from the neck down. After the last button popped open she allowed it to gape apart so I could see her sexy school uniform in all its glory. Her short skirt had ridden up and a small strip of white flesh was visible just above her black stocking tops. She crossed her legs.
Emily slowly and reluctantly followed Katie’s lead but self-consciously looked over her shoulder for every button’s release. She then held the coat together tightly to keep herself covered up but I gestured for her to open her coat, which she slowly did after checking over shoulder first. The girls had their backs to the sparsely populated bar, so nobody in the room could see what they were wearing – except for me.
“Good girls. Now unbutton your shirts,” I challenged them with my eyes.
Emily just froze, but taking my cue, Katie quickly glanced around then reached up one hand, and delicately moved her striped tie to one side and flicked open the top two buttons on her blouse. This caused the white shirt to open slightly and reveal the top curves of her uplifted swelling tits. It was a simple seven button shirt, and she’d already had a perfectly modest three buttons undone when she stopped and for the first time looked apprehensive. She nodded for Emily to catch her up before she dared to unfasten any more.
Emily, still hesitating, looked around again and played with the blouse button for a moment, almost but not quite undoing it. She was not wearing a bra and was obviously getting spooked, so I reached over to her and whispered.
“I’ll make a little deal with you.” I whispered, conspiratorially. “As you decided not to wear a bra, I will let you off unbuttoning your shirts if you both go into the toilets, take off your panties and hand them to me. If not… then all these flimsy, little buttons, will have to just slip through their button holes… revealing your naughty schoolgirl tits to all and sundry. Oh dear!”
Emily looked at me with seemingly pleading eyes. “You won’t make us do it will you?” she asked. “You won’t force us to expose ourselves in public!”
“I can, and I will. Just don’t tempt me!”
I nodded my head towards the toilets.
“The changing room is over there.” I said, meaningfully. “Oh, and you can leave your coats here!”
Emily gasped at my request, and I heard her whisper,
“I don’t think I can do this. It’s embarrassing!”
They both nervously looked around the pub and slowly slipped their shoulders out of the coats before letting them slide down onto the backs of the chairs. Luckily for them the toilets were only a short distance away, and across a deserted room, but they were still too nervous to make the journey dressed as they were.
After a minute or two of hesitation and “after you’ s” they jumped up and quickly scuttled through the door dressed in their schoolgirl uniforms, hoping not be seen. It didn’t look like anyone at the bar had noticed.
Within a few minutes, I noticed the toilet door open slightly and Emily stick her head out to check if the coast was clear before they both hurried back to the table, almost out of breath. Sitting back down they pulled their coats back over their shoulders for cover. I could see that Emily’s face was slightly flushed from embarrassment however her rock-hard nipples revealed that she was also excited. I held out my hand and raised an eyebrow in expectation.
Emily gave me a sarcastic smile and dropped her still-warm white cotton antalya merkez escort panties into my hand. I raised them to my face and in full view of anyone who chose to look and sniffed the familiar scent of female arousal from the crotch. She looked mortified as I carefully folded the scented garment in half and put it in on the table. I then held out my hand for Katie to oblige however she just smiled and shook her head at me.
“Sorry but I don’t have any panties for you!” she remarked defiantly. “But I did take off my bra instead!”
She proved it by dropped the sexy white satin and lace garment onto the table in a dramatic gesture.
“Sorry Katie, but I asked for your panties,” I pointed out. “You don’t make the rules around here. I do! It seems that you will still have to undo all your shirt buttons as you haven’t kept your side of the bargain!”
Katie sighed dramatically, and then – with clearly ‘fake’ resignation – opened her coat and fumbled at her buttons. The material of her shirt slowly parted and more and more of her gorgeous unfettered boobs were gradually revealed. I leaned back in satisfaction.
“Undo the last two buttons.”
Katie’s eyes were full of adventure and mischief. She stopped and gave me a small wink.
“Say please!” she teased.
“Just do it. Open the shirt.” I challenged her back.
Katie complied and sat facing me with her white school shirt fully undone and striped school tie hanging between her bulging tits. She then opened her shirt to give me a full-frontal view of her creamy tits and hard nipples. Before it went any further a couple of new customers entered the pub and stood at the bar, unaware of the secret peep show I was having. Katie quickly made herself decent.
Emily looked genuinely shocked at Katie’s lewdness and was fearful as to what I was going to ask them to do next. I considered my options and went to the bar to get more drinks to try to loosen up Emily’s shyness. I invested in more double pink gins for the ladies! On the way I spotted an unoccupied pool table in a small side room. I quickly stuck my head around the door and with nobody about I beckoned for the girls to follow me in. They pulled their coats around them and we sat at a table in a corner facing the door, so I would be able to see if anyone was approaching. The girls watched in amusement as I racked the pool balls on the green table, turned on the light and gave each of them a wooden cue from a rack on the wall
“Ladies! You will play one frame of pool however the stakes are high because the winner will be excused from being spanked this evening. As a reward, they will get to spank the unlucky loser, instead of me doing it!”
Emily looked as frightened as a rabbit in car headlights and shook her head vigorously.
“No way! People may see us. Somebody might know us!” she whispered.
“Come on it’s only a bit of fun! Are you scared?”
“What if somebody comes in?” she asked.
“We can say we are going to a fancy-dress party. Anyway, I can see into the bar from here and can warn you if anyone comes this way.
“Just one frame?”
“Ok, but I will only do it if I can keep my coat on,” Emily negotiated.
“Well, that’s fine as long as you can still pot the balls, because remember, the loser gets spanked.”
“Shall I break?” Katie picked up her cue. “Is this the way I should stroke it Sir?”
She was slowly working the cue up and down her closed fist. Her coat was gaping open and her shirt still unbuttoned. I could see her hard nipples poking right through the thin white material of her shirt. She the leaned over the table to break. Her tits hung down and that was all I could see from where I sat opposite her.
I knew for a fact that Emily was pretty rubbish at pool, but had no idea about Katie’s prowess. She could be a champion, a hustler… or she could be equally as bad as Emily. Guess which one it was! It soon became pretty obvious that both girls had no idea how to pot a ball, so I sat back and watched they both struggled to hit the balls.
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