Date: Sat, 19 May 2007 04:18:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: LeAnn McLane <leannmclane@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Lucy Part Two

In one of my emails to my high school English teacher, Ms Fulton, I told
her that I found a part time job at the library and that I was sneaking
time off work to use their computer to write her. Mostly I just complained
about my dreary lack of a life. Constant complaining was one way I built up
spankings from her which would be administered the next time we met. She
wrote back and asked me if there were any other girls working there who
might be interesting to get to know. I mentioned there was one very tall
girl who comes in to work most afternoons and gives me that long look. She
insisted that I stop waiting for some perfect domme to come prancing into
my life and for me to become more aggressive and make the effort to get to
know as many girls as I could. Surely I would be more likely to find my
perfect match than sitting and waiting for her to fall out of the sky.

Convinced that Ms Fulton was right, I became absolutely daring at work. I
was wearing a sleeveless top one afternoon to expose my shapely white arms
and round shoulders to the tall girl at work and I think and hope that
might bring her over at last. But I fear she will not be dominant and
dirty. Sigh. I was on the computer in my audacious outfit responding to a
threat from Ms Fulton. I wrote - Yes, I AM your baby Lucy. God, yes I
am. And the thought of you mounting me from behind and rubbing and sliding
your hot wet pussy all over my abused ass while you have a massive orgasm
has me so wet that I simply cannot stop rubbing myself all the
time. Anyway, I did as you suggested. I will always do just as you say. I
cleared some documents away from her table set and asked how she was
finding the library facilities. She is doing a Master's while taking a year
out of work so will be in most days now. Her name is Jane. I asked her if
she felt like going for a coffee sometimes mid morning or having a sandwich
in the cafeteria and we went at once! And she IS just as I thought. Mmmm!

Unfortunately she shares a place with another girl who seems to be the
dominant partner. Close up she is older than I thought, but only 30 and her
lover is a few years younger but rather racier by the sound of it. To cut a
long story short, she invited me round to dinner tonight and when I asked
if Linda (the other one) wouldn't mind. She said "God, no, she is always
bringing other girls home. It's about time I brought one!" which nearly
made me wet myself at the thought. I am not too sure how much she meant by
that. Linda is a physical therapist at the local hospital. I am excited
because at the very least I think they may be able to steer me in the right
direction with maybe a club or some of their friends.

Ms Fulton wrote back, "It sounds terrific. Maybe Linda will give you a
little spanking while she makes you suck Jane's pussy. You be sure to mind
them both and do whatever they tell you so that they'll let you come
back. This is so exciting. I don't know why you thought if unfortunate that
she shares her place. If Linda brings home girls, the only reason she would
do that would be to share them with Jane, I would think. Unless perhaps to
taunt her in some sick way but that doesn't sound like the way you describe
them. That's exactly what you want, to be shared by two girls, right?
Anyway, this is a marvelous opportunity for you to get a wonderful
experience which can lead to many others if they have friends they could
introduce you to. I really feel like spanking your ass good right now
because you've been so shy and reticent. You could have already had
something going with Jane if you'd spoken up, that's why I'll be taking
down your panties and severely slapping your ass the next time I see
you. Then I'll make you open your legs for a few sharp, stinging blows to
your pussy before I allow you to crawl between my legs to get what you
really need."

It's a beautiful, beautiful Sunday morning here and I am going to spend it
alone doing nothing at all - walk along the sea front, drift through the
antique shops in The Lanes, then home for a late lazy lunch and a snooze in
the park opposite. Just want to be alone. My stern and sexy superior with
such a strong right hand was absolutely right!:

I arrived for dinner at 7.30 after changing three times and settling for a
sleeveless sparkly top and denim mini and bare legs. Jane opened the door
in a long skirt with the longest legs in the world flashing frequently
through the slit in the side all the way to her hip. Linda was short,
chunky, cheerful, already tanned but sort of olive skinned anyway, jet
black hair bobbed, lovely white teeth when she smiled. Not at all butch,
there was nothing but laughter and booze and good Italian food which they
produced together while I sat on a stool and watched. They are certainly a
natural pair – touching, kissing, and laughing endlessly. They've only been
together a few months. I had thought it was longer. Anyway, four places
were set because a colleague of Linda's at the hospital, Jennifer, was
invited. She turned up just as we were about to eat. She was Junoesque,
graying, but mid forties I guess but I haven't asked. With lush, full lips
and big brown eyes, she wore an expensive black shirt and slacks. She had
on a wonderful perfume and held me close as we danced in the living room
later that night. She kissed me and, mmm, cupped my pussy through my mini
right in front of the other two.

Lovely dinner with lots of light chat and music, we sat on two sofas for
coffee afterwards. They sat on one, Jennifer and I on the other. Then we
went for a late night walk along the sea front, a warm evening with a big
crescent moon and as we walked her hips and mine, her hands and mine kept
brushing together. The other two were slightly ahead and as we passed a sea
front shelter, she pulled me into her and kissed me, not lightly and
quickly, but really long and hard with wonderful moist mobile mouth and
probing tongue. God!

Back on to the sea front, confused; to rejoin others who were looking back
and grinning, I remained confused in the darkness as we walked back. I had
been attracted by long, languid girl in library and fancied her, then
excited by the prospect of her and her forceful friend possibly
overpowering and pleasuring me. That all turned out to be hokum evidently
and sure enough, as Linda and Jennifer enjoyed a joke while we were
crossing the road back to their place, Jane said:" I told Linda yesterday
to tell Jennifer I had found JUST the girl for her!"

I realized with a sinking feeling that this was nothing but an ordinary
blind date.

Back on their front doorstep, I had no idea what would happen next but
Jennifer said as she was working all weekend at the hospital and she would
have to go and suggested we share a taxi. In the circumstances, I agreed!
The other two looked very smug as they waved us off. I still very, very
much fancied them both doing me one day, like mad.  I am so terrible!

In the cab, heedless of the driver, Jennifer suddenly started to stroke my
bare left thigh and then slipped her hand immediately inside my skirt band
and panties and buried her fingers in my pussy. I had been warm and wet
since Jane told me I was meant for Jennifer. She stroked me roughly and
forcefully with two fingers while the driver was listening to his radio. I
was beginning to squeak and gasp. I got out with her at her place and she
said, "I really do have to get to bed early as I am on at seven in the
morning, but come round on Monday and I will make sure you get everything
you want." Then she took me three steps down into a little basement area
and kissed me while holding me in the crook of her arm and sliding her
fingers inside my panties again and fingering me so strongly and
deliciously that I lay back in her arms and started to cum right there and
then. She turned my face to the wall, pushed me by the back of the neck
into a bent over position and spanked me quite soundly on the ass until I
cried for her to please stop. Then she pressed on my shoulders until I was
on my knees. She slid her slacks down to mid thigh and pulled my face into
her pussy where I was allowed to suck until she reached an orgasm. It did
not take her long. She said, "off you go, be back here Monday at eight!"
Terribly humiliated by her treatment, I ran home in tears the whole half
mile. She lives so close.

Yesterday I walked a few miles along the coast with a couple of old college
friends, married to each other, Patsy and John. He drove me back late and I
lay all night gazing at the ceiling and trying not to touch myself because
I want to be gagging for it, desperate for her, on Monday night.

When I told Ms Fulton all about my meeting, she wrote back, "Although
things worked out highly divergent from what we anticipated, I am very
pleased with the way things went. A small orgy with Jane and Linda would
have been more exciting but perhaps only temporary and quickly forgotten.
 With Jennifer you have an opportunity to establish something more
permanent and filled with other possibilities. You must abandon your
reticence and reveal to her what you want, take her up on her promise to
give you everything you want. She seems aggressive enough with her hand in
your panties in the cab, again in the basement, and the little spanking as
a means of dismissal. Strong possibilities if you express your needs. You
do not have to be blatant, in a quiet moment Monday, you might just mention
the little spanking by telling her you just couldn't get over thinking
about her doing that, you know, just a little hint to tell her you liked
it. But of course it may not be necessary; she may already have a firm idea
of what you need.

It is much preferable in my mind to a big mean butch with an X-frame in a
basement full of ropes and whips, which was what I fearfully envisioned
when you first told me about this pair. This could develop into just mild,
kinky fun for you both. You are definitely in better shape to gain some
much needed experience and to have an opportunity to toughen up your
tongue, your ass, and your knees for when we can finally be together. Your
knees especially must be capable of protracted periods of weight bearing
because from that position, your lovely mouth is at the proper height to
service my cunt. Also, if you require extensive discipline, a lot of that
will be administered while you're on your knees, the time you're not
stretched over my well rounded thighs with your bare ass yearning for my
stinging palm."

I wrote Ms Fulton every detail of my evening with Jennifer while it was so
recent and fresh in my mind. I arrived at eight sharp. She opened the door
in a bathrobe with her hair in wild disarray. She asked if I had eaten. I
hadn't because I was expecting dinner!  I said no and she laughed and said
I would be eating her all evening anyway. It was a lovely little terraced
house, Georgian I guess. Anyway she simply led the way upstairs. There was
a bathroom on the right and she said, "Shower first. I like my babies
clean," and ushered me in. Then she stripped me quickly and efficiently,
nothing sensual at all (although my heart was pounding!), slipped out of
her robe and led me into this big shower.  Wonderful big body! Under the
water, it WAS sensual, kissing and being held in strong plump arms and then
she soaped her hands and turned me away from her and I watched those large
controlling hands soaping my titties from behind which was a huge turn on
as she was constantly rubbing her pussy all over my ass. I was shocked to
realize I had only been in her house about six minutes!!!

Her hands slipped down around my hips and soaped my pussy and as I parted
my legs for her, she found my clit at once and soon had me gasping and half
crouching and breathless. Really, really sensational at working a cunt and
she went on and on. It was quite wonderful. Eventually it was me who turned
and wanted a kiss and she bent down and held me tight against her big
titties, oh lovely big titties squashed against mine.

We started to dry each other and then went, still pretty wet, to the
bedroom where there were big fluffy towels all over the double bed. She
pushed me down and dried me just a little more. "! love my bitch to be
wet," she said. Her hands were all over me, thrilling me. She turned me and
stroked my wet back and then scratched it hard with her long nails before
hitting me a tremendous smack on my ass which was still very wet. The
wetness made the noise really loud and I cried out. She laughed and said
she guessed that was what I wanted and she started to smack me hard and wet
with the full weight of her hand. She stopped after four or five and felt
down with her other hand between my legs and again found me and worked me
and fondled me and fingered me and slipped first one finger and then
another into me an d then hit me again, this time a full half dozen
times. It WAS my dream really coming true. Spanking pain-pleasure and pussy
pure-pleasure while constantly demeaning me with her snide remarks about my
lack of self-respect had me creaming endlessly.

By the time she had finished with me she was working me with fully four
fingers in me and I was bucking up and down and cumming constantly. She
rubbed my ass lovingly at the end for fully five minutes, hands soothing
the sting. Then she turned me and squatted over me and I knew what I had to
do. I gave her the best sucking, tongue fucking and licking and kissing and
probing I have ever given and I took her big ass and pulled her tighter
down on my gasping mouth as I swallowed all that she gave me which was so
much and so wet that I suspected she had even peed in my mouth.

At the end of it all we kissed with tongues for ages and then she glanced
at her bedside clock and said briskly, "Eleven pm, sugar. Time I turned
in."

I said, "I'm not staying then?"

She laughed and said, "No this is it, Lucy, just the once. You're too easy,
baby, no challenge. I knew you were mine the moment I saw you. So did the
other two. They knew you would be mine. We can be friends if you like, it
might be fun. We live close by each other. Jane and Linda are my friends
and I took them one by one like this, months ago, one-nighters. I
introduced them to each other later."

I was so drained and fucked out, to be honest, that I didn't care that
much. Not at that moment. I was resentful, though. I guess.  She watched me
get dressed and said, "don't be hurt, honey. You were lovely. You ARE
lovely. But I do need a challenge. It's the way I am. Tell you what - we
can make a challenge. I bet you that whenever I want you in the future all
I will have to do is come into your library and walk up to your desk and
say, "Drop your work and come home with me this very minute and l will have
you in an orgasmic fit in half an hour and you will come."

"Fuck you!" I said. I went downstairs and she caught up with me at the door
and said, "I am sorry, Lucy, but I can't help it. The first rooms I had
when I left college were in a quiet road in Wimbledon and the landlady was
an attractive upper middle class divorcee, around 40, mother of two boys,
twins of twelve.  I had a young girl visitor one night that made a great
deal of delighted noise when I sucked and fingered and fisted her. The next
morning Daphne, the landlady, knocked on my door after the girl had gone
and said she was giving me notice to leave.

 "Why?" I asked.

"It's disgusting, vile," she said, "and I have two young children here."

"I felt this surge of excitement because I knew what I was going to do. I
had her moaning and melting in my arms in the lobby in ten minutes and in
bed with me in twenty and she was the wildest lover I ever had and she was
so racked with guilt and shame afterwards that I kept the affair going for
six months. Now that WAS a challenge! She cried and cried the day I left.

"One day, Lucy, I will just walk into the library and you will follow me
out and come and have what you want so badly."

One final kiss and the door shut with me in the street. I slept well
though!  Up early and I am going off to Wales to see my Mum on Friday for a
week's holiday. Life seems to be either totally tame or a bit too
overwhelming. Home will be good. I am sore today but still feel the same
excitement about all this. Ms Fulton can one day spank me with a wet open
hand like Jennifer did. It was SO good! I SHALL miss her!

This time last week I was looking at the ceiling and sighing because life
was so dull. Now it seems to have transformed for me. I am going to have
Jane before Friday, invite her round and give her a sound spanking. I think
she is like me. And I owe her one in revenge for bloody Jennifer!