Date: Thu, 26 Sep 2013 17:55:43 -0400
From: numlfl C <numlfl@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bridget's Awakening - Part Ten
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Bridget's Awakening
Part Ten
By Chris
"Oh my God..." Bridget gasped and she came to a stop forcing Ivy to
stop with her.
"That's Ms. Perterson... with Clara..." Bridget gasped out gripping
Ivy's arm tightly.
"I believe that it is," Ivy stated like it was no big deal.
"That means that they're..." Bridget stammered out not able to finish
her thought.
"Lesbian... Yes they are." Ivy told her smiling at her as she reached
down and grasping her hand. "Come on and let's join the rest of our
friends."
As they approached the table filled with women, Bridget studied the
faces that were now very familiar to her. They were the faces that she saw
everyday at her school. She first saw Helen, the tall slim third grade
teacher, whom was married to a powerful CEO of a multinational
company. June and Maggie both fourth grade teachers. There was also
Pricilla, Pat and Rebecca, all of whom taught in the high school section
with her. She looked to the right and left of this table to see even more
of her fellow teachers. To say that this was a bit of a shock to her was
putting it mildly but after a second, she began to realize that it wasn't
so much of a shock that she and Ivy weren't the only gay people at the
school.
There were two empty chairs at the table, obviously reserved for her
and Ivy. Ivy brought her on up to the table and Bridget noticed that
everyone stopped talking not only at this table but also at the tables to
each side of them.
"Ladies let's all welcome Bridget to her first Slut Night at Rita's!"
Ivy said loudly and with a big grin on her face.
This embarrassed Bridget to death and she was glad that the lighting
wasn't all that bright so that no one could see how red her face was. She
felt like she was in the center of everyone's attention and she was much to
her displeasure. Bridget didn't think it could get worse but it did when
everyone stood up and they all gathered around her giving her hugs and
kisses, welcoming her to their monthly gathering of drinking and partying.
The only good thing about all this attention was that Bridget got to see
how everyone else was dressed and she realized that it was indeed slut
night as everyone had on short skirts and revealing blouses. Well except
for Helen who had on a skin tight body suit that one could clearly make out
her nipples and gave her a defined cameltoe.
Bridget was relieved when everyone had welcomed her and went back to
their own seats. But then Ivy insisted that she take her jacket off, going
to the point of helping her to do so. Bridget began to blush again when
more than a few eyebrows arched seeing that she was not wearing a bra under
her blouse. Again the lighting protected her but still everyone knew and
that was all that mattered. Bridget quickly sat down and as soon as she
sat down a waitress came over setting a glass of white wine in front of her
and Ivy. Obviously Ivy had already told them what they liked to drink and
she wondered just what else that she had told them.
"I'm glad that you finally brought Bridget to our monthly meeting,"
Ms. Peterson said to Ivy.
"Well Viv, I just wanted to make sure that I got her to fall for me
first before I let her around all you hussies!" Ivy said loudly bringing a
laugh from them all.
"And did she?" Viv asked directing her question to Bridget.
Bridget looked over at Ivy who was looking back at her and Bridget
knew that for once she had Ivy at her mercy, "Mmmm I don't know Ms
Peterson, I'm thinking that maybe I should see if there's something better
out there. And from the all the pretty ladies here, I think I should keep
my options open."
Ivy frowned at her while everyone else laughed at Ivy's expense and
then Bridget started to get all these date offers from everyone. Ivy just
frowned at her but then Bridget leaned over to give Ivy a kiss to make up
for teasing her.
"She got you there Ivy," Viv said to Ivy. "And here you can just call
me Viv, I'm just one of the girls, you understand."
"Yes I do Viv and thank you for welcoming me here though I'm still a
little pissed at Ivy for leaving me in the dark for so long." Bridget told
Ivy and she was a little serious there.
"That's not completely Ivy's fault, we're all careful considering our
profession and the school that we work." Helen said to her. "And we weren't
so sure where you stood for a while there."
"I wasn't so sure myself," Bridget confessed and Helen gave her an
understanding smile.
"So when did Ivy tell you all that I was gay," Bridget had to ask
knowing that was a question that Ivy should answer and she hoped that she
would.
"She didn't, we only knew that she was bringing someone new here
tonight." Maggie told her.
"But it wasn't hard to figure out who that was with you two sneaking
off to the boiler room every day to smoke and whatever else you did..." Viv
said with a knowing smile.
"You knew that?" Bridget said shocked that their boss knew about
that, she had been thinking that they had been getting away with that all
this time.
"Oh hell honey, the whole school knows, you two were the hot gossip
for the first month of school." Pricilla stated with a laugh.
"Oh god," Bridget said blushing and cursing Ivy in her mind for
making her the subject of gossip.
"Oh honey, it was all in good nature and besides it was nice to see
you slowly come out of your shell and blossom before our eyes." Pricilla
said leaning over and giving her a kiss on the cheek and a hug.
"Yes we all think you make a very nice couple and we're glad that you
found each other." Viv said to her giving her another smile that made
Bridget feel much better.
"Okay enough about Bridget and I, you've gotten me into enough
trouble tonight," Ivy said as she leaned over to give Bridget a kiss and a
hug, leaving her arm over her shoulder.
"Yes please, let's talk about something else," Bridget said before
taking a sip of her wine to calm her nerves back down.
"Sounds good to me," June said giving Bridget an understanding smile.
And so the talking started with several conversations going on at
once. Bridget began to enjoy the evening and the conversations. Sometimes
a couple of the women would go downstairs to dance but then a couple
returning from the dance floor would take their place.
"So would you like to dance?" Ivy asked a little while later.
"Ivy there's not enough wine in this bar to get me to get out on that
dance floor." Came Bridget's honest reply; from the moment that she had
seen the dance floor, she was determined that she wasn't going to going
there.
"Oh that sounds like a challenge girls," Helen said. Then she turned
her head to the right and yelled out, "Hey Michelle, Bridget says that
there's not enough wine in this bar to get her out on the dance floor."
Michelle, one of the first grade teachers, got up from her table,
came over to where Bridget was sitting. "There may not be enough wine to
get you out on the floor but there is more than enough women to drag your
ass out there. Come on girls let's get her out on the floor."
Several of the teachers immediately got up surrounding Bridget and
then Ivy got up, "Et Tu Brute?" Bridget said quoting the only line from
Shakespeare's Julius Caesar that she remembered to Ivy.
Ivy grinned, "Afraid so." Then she held out her hand. Bridget looked
around hoping to find a sympatric face but she found none, even Viv was
grinning at her predicament.
"I'll get you for this," Bridget said to Ivy getting a laugh from the
rest of the women as she stood up.
She was then led down the stairs and onto the dance floor. Bridget
felt like she was going to pass out from everyone looking at her but then
she saw that all her fellow teachers had gathered in a circle around
her. No one was going to see her dance except them and they were all
dancing to the rhythm of the song that the band was playing.
"But I don't know how to dance," Bridget said standing there.
"Oh hell honey, neither do we, it isn't important how you dance, just
let you're your body go free," Helen said with a laugh. Then she grabbed
Bridget by the waist and she began to make her sway them.
"See now your dancing," Helen said with a warm smile then she leaned
in to give her a kiss on the lips, surprising Bridget more than a little.
"She's all yours," she then said to Ivy, giving Ivy a sexy wink.
"Thank you," Ivy said to her and then she turned to Bridget taking
her into her arms, "Move with me baby." Ivy said to her.
So even thought there was a fast hard rock song being played, Ivy had
her slow dancing and Bridget began to relax in her arms. Ivy kept her in
her arms though that song before releasing her when the next song began to
play. Ivy began to dance faster with more movement in her hips and her
arms. Bridget started to copy her moves and though their friends had moved
farther away, she wasn't so self-conscious. She didn't even mind when she
was pulled away from Ivy by Michelle and she danced with her. She was then
passed around, dancing with all the women that got her down here before she
was allowed to dance a slow song with Ivy.
After the song, they went back upstairs to their table. Ivy went on
to their table while Bridget slipped off to the bathroom. When Bridget come
out of the bathroom and she got close to their table, she noticed that Ivy
was standing between Viv and Clara, the school secretary and she seemed to
be telling them something which had them smiling. About then, she saw Pat
say something to get Ivy's attention. Ivy looked up giving her a smile
before coming back around to her seat. As she sat down, Bridget felt like
every eye at the table was on her and she wondered just what Ivy was up to
as she was obviously up to something and that something most likely
involved her.
The drinks that they all had had also begun to loosen up their
tongues, the conversation had been about the school and the kids they were
all trying to teach turned to sex. To Bridget's surprise, it was Viv who
got the conversation going. She began to talk about how she had met her
partner when she lived in Maine. Her mother had died suddenly from a
embolism and Audrey was her mother's lawyer. She helped her probate the
will and get things settled. Audrey seemed to spend a lot of extra time
helping her, more than was necessary and when it was finished, Audrey asked
her to dinner.
It seemed that Aubrey had more than dinner planned for that night and
Viv said that she didn't mind in the least. Viv said that Audrey had long
flowing red hair and she was smitten with her from the moment that she had
walked into her office. Viv didn't stop her story at the bedroom door but
went into detail as to what Aubrey had done to her that night.
Viv's story definitely changed the topic of their conversation as
Maggie went next and she had her own tale to tell. Her story was about how
she had her first lesbian experience with a girl that she met on their
first day of High School. They were both nervous and scared however by the
end of the first day they were best friends and by the end of the week,
they were lovers. Soon Bridget found that her panties were getting more
than a little moist and her nipples were hardening. They were all drinking
more and that just helped to make the stories bawdier and more explicit. As
each story was told Bridget found that she was getting hornier by the
moment and she was having trouble sitting still. The fact that the women
were coming and going so the stories seemed to be never ending so that just
added to her problem located at the gusset of her panties. Even Ivy had her
own tale to tell, one that she had heard before but with the way she was
feeling, it only further aroused Bridget.
When Ivy suggested that they go to the bathroom, Bridget was relieved
as it would give her a break from these damn stories. Bridget went to the
first empty booth and before she could close the door, Ivy followed her
inside.
"What are you doing, someone will see us!" Bridget said turning
around to face Ivy. At least it was large enough booth to allow them some
room.
"So, they won't care what we're doing," Ivy said giving her a
wink. "You go ahead and pee."
"Okay," Bridget said trying to read Ivy's face to see what she was up
to as she knew Ivy was up to something, she could sense that since she saw
Ivy talking to Viv and Clara earlier in the evening.
Bridget reached up under her short skirt, pulling her panties down
and then she sat down on the toilet. She hoped that Ivy wouldn't see just
how wet her panties were or smell her arousal. Any hope of that was gone
when Ivy squatted down in front of her, placing her hands to her panties.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Bridget asked as quietly
though what Ivy was doing was very obvious since her panties were now at
her ankles and being taken off.
"I'm taking your panties off," Ivy told her.
"You can't do that!" Bridget said even while she was raising her feet
off the floor to allow Ivy to do exactly that.
"But I am baby," Ivy said giving her a sexy grin. "Mmmm smells nice,"
Ivy further added after putting Bridget's panties to her nose and sniffing.
"What you doing Ivy?" Bridget asked again when she saw Ivy reaching
into her large purse and pulling out Bridget's leather collar.
"I'm playing out a little fantasy of mine," Ivy said putting the
collar to Bridget's neck as Bridget held her hair up.
"Oh," Bridget said nervously though she felt her pussy pulse at the
same time.
"Remember one word and everything stops..." Ivy whispered into her
ear and then Bridget felt a soft kiss to her lips.
"I know..." Bridget said with a shy smile, now getting even more
excited about whatever Ivy had up her sleeve.
Ivy put her hands to her cheeks giving her a soft kiss making her
purr. The kiss lingered for but a moment before Ivy pulled back giving her
a wink. Bridget had to sit for a second before she realized that she really
didn't have to pee nor was she able to. So she got on up allowing Ivy to
sit down. When Ivy had her panties down, she noticed that the gusset of
Ivy's panties was not only wet but soaked. So the stories and whatever Ivy
was up to had gotten to her too. Ivy did have to pee and so she did and she
wiped herself clean though she didn't figure that Ivy's pussy would remain
dry for long. Ivy gave her another kiss before they left the booth to a
couple of stares from the women in the restroom. Bridget blushed knowing
what the women were thinking. Ivy pulled her by the hand to the sink where
they washed their hands and put fresh lip gloss on before leaving the
bathroom.
When they got back to the table, the first thing that Bridget noticed
was that there was now an empty chair between Clara and Viv. The chair that
she had been using was now taken by Helen. Ivy led her over to the chair
between Clara and Viv and then she held for her as she sat down.
Ivy gave her a light kiss and before leaving, she whispered into her
ear, "Play along, it might be very arousing..."
"Oh my..." Bridget said now knowing that whatever fantasy Ivy was
playing out clearly involved her boss and the school secretary.
Ivy went on back to her chair, which was directly across from her,
sitting down with a sort of gleam in her eyes. Bridget saw Ivy giving her a
conspiratorial wink. Bridget started to cross her right leg over her left
when she felt a warm soft hand on her right thigh. Bridget looked down to
see that it was Clara's hand on her thigh. She looked up into Clara's eyes
and she saw them smiling back at her as where her lips.
Just as Bridget was about to reach down to remove Clara's hand from
her thigh, she felt another hand on top of her left thigh. Bridget looked
down at her thigh to see Viv's hand there. She glanced over at Viv and she
also had this soft grin on her lips and her eyes were lit up.
Bridget wasn't sure just what she was supposed to do. She looked over
at Ivy when she felt Clara and Viv gently pulling her legs open. She saw
that Ivy had this soft smile to her face and she watched as Ivy gave her a
sexy grin. She then knew what Ivy was up to and what Ivy wanted her to
do. Bridget kept looking at Ivy trying to decide what she wanted to do,
stop Viv and Clara from feeling her up as they were obviously intent on
doing. She wanted to please Ivy but she also knew this had to be what she
wanted too. Ivy had also given her an out in the games that they played and
she knew that one word from her would end this game before it ever got
started.
Viv and Clara's hands were putting gentle pressure on her thighs but
they weren't pulling very hard. They too were leaving this up to her to
play along or stop it. Bridget looked down at the wrinkled hands on her
thighs and then she looked over at Ivy all the while conversations were
going on around them. Bridget thought about how naughty this game could be
and she felt a tingle come to her pussy and that was all she needed. She
felt her face blushing as she relaxed her legs and they parted until she
felt her knees touching Viv and Clara's legs.
Bridget tried to concentrate on the conversations that even Viv and
Clara were contributing to as she felt their fingers tenderly caressing her
inner thighs. She felt her pussy begin to get moist just waiting for those
tender, caressing, and knowing fingers to reach it. Bridget felt her mouth
go dry and with her right hand shaking slightly, she reached out for her
wine glass. She almost spilled it when she picked it up and she felt Ivy's
hands go over her right hand calming her nerves. She felt Ivy's fingers
caress her hands and that got her to calm down enough to be able to lift
the glass to her lips and take a sip. The fingers paused for a moment while
she sipped her wine but as soon as she set the glass down; the fingers
resumed their slow yet short journey to her pussy which was getting wetter
by the second.
A moment later, Bridget felt Viv's fingers reach the junction of her
legs and her body. She felt them slide along the left side of her pussy and
then she felt Clara's fingers do the same. Bridget felt her face grow warm
and she knew everyone was watching her.
"She so smooth," Viv said aloud and Bridget's face turned redder
knowing that Viv was talking about the skin around her pussy thus telling
everyone there that she shaved her pubic hair.
"And all so wet," Clara said as Bridget felt two sets of fingers
touching her pussy.
"Oh god!" Bridget gasped aloud not caring who heard her. This felt so
naughty and dirty and it was turning her on so much.
She looked over at Ivy and she saw the lust in her eyes. Ivy too was
getting turned on by watching her getting molested by these two older
women, women who she would see every day at work and one of them was her
boss.
She felt a finger move inside of her and when it withdrew, another
replaced it. Bridget had her hands flat on the table, wanting to do
something with them but not sure what. The conversation turned to sex again
and that only served to ratchet up her arousal. A set of fingers went up
close to her clit however they didn't touch it. Bridget was getting to the
point where she needed to cum. She could feel her juices leaking out onto
her dress but there was nothing that she could do about that now.
Then the fingers went up to her clit circling it with a light
caressing motion yet not actually touching it before they moved back to her
pussy pushing inside of her. The fingers that had been inside of her pussy
slowly made a slow journey up to her clit where they too circled it but
again they refused to touch her clit. Bridget began to bite her lower lip
trying to force herself to cum but she couldn't, not without at least the
slightest touch to her clit.
Clara and Viv kept playing this game and while everyone at the table
kept talking, Bridget could tell that everyone's eyes were on her. She also
noticed that several of her coworkers were now standing around the
table. Thought none of them could see what was happening, Bridget knew that
they knew what was being done to her. This just added to the feeling of
being so naughty and doing something so foreign to her. But she was quickly
reaching the point where she had to cum or die. At this point she wasn't
sure she cared which one would happen though she rather it be an orgasm
that happened first.
It was at this point that she leaned over to Viv, "Please let me
cum..." she whispered with the desperation showing in her voice.
"But child, I'm afraid that I'm not allowed to let you cum," Viv said
aloud and everyone at the table looked over at Bridget. She could feel
their sympathy going out to her and the state that she was in.
"Only Ivy can do that, once we have you in a state of arousal like no
other," Clara stated just as loudly.
"Please..." Bridget said to Ivy who smiled.
"Not yet baby, not yet..." Ivy told her and Bridget let out a moan as
a finger went deep into her pussy.
"Oh god..." Bridget moaned.
"Come on Ivy, take her to your room and fuck the poor girl's brains
out." June said to Ivy who just smiled.
"Yea Ivy, put her out of her misery," Pat added. "I got you checked
into your room and your bag is already there."
Bridget looked over at Ivy who she now realized had gone to a lot of
trouble to set this all up. She felt another finger enter her pussy and she
felt her pussy spasm around those fingers. Bridget now that knew she was
going to die before she could cum.
"Let's go," Ivy finally said as she stood up.
"Thank god," Bridget sighed as she felt those wonderful fingers leave
her wet pussy.
Bridget quickly got up not caring that the front of her dress was out
of place and she was showing a lot of her legs and very close to showing
her pussy. She felt Ivy take her hand and then as she turned to leave, she
heard Viv say, "finger licking good..."
Bridget turned to see that both Clara and Viv had their fingers in
their mouth. This made Bridget blush and her face turn redder than it
already was. But her attention was quickly refocused on what lay ahead once
they were outside of the bar.
"What was Pat talking about when she said your bag was in your room?"
Bridget asked as they went out the door.
"We always reserve a set of rooms so that we can drink all we want
and not have to worry about driving home." Ivy told her.
"What hotel?" Bridget asked getting frustrated with Ivy along with
being sexually frustrated which her wet thighs and pussy kept reminding her
of.
"That one baby," Ivy said pointing to her hotel that was directly
across the street from the bar.
"Oh," Bridget said looking up at the motel that she hadn't noticed on
the way in. It looked like a nice enough hotel; small but it looked
nice. But then all she cared about right then was that it had a bed with
clean sheets and some privacy.
They had to wait a second for the light to change for them to cross
the street. But once it changed, Bridget began to pull Ivy across the
street and the parking lot. Once inside, Ivy pointed toward Bridget the
elevator and then taking her hand and pulling her toward it. Much to
Bridget's displeasure, they had to wait a minute for the elevator to reach
the lobby and for the door to open.
When the doors open, Ivy pulled Bridget inside. Bridget was glad that
no one got inside with them and doubly glad when she found herself pinned
against the back of the elevator and Ivy was kissing her, hard and
passionately. Then she felt Ivy's hand at the front of her short skirt,
pulling it up exposing her wet pussy. Bridget tried to say "No" to Ivy but
then she felt Ivy's fingers on her hot pussy and she stopped caring.
"What do you want me to do to you first?" Ivy whispered into her ear
as her fingers continued to caress her wet pussy lips.
"I want you to fuck me... if only we had your strap-on..." Bridget
hissed out.
Ivy pulled back leaving Bridget gasping for breath. "You mean this?"
Ivy asked reaching into her big bag, pulling out the harness with the dildo
already attached.
"What don't you have in there?" Bridget asked more than a little
surprised but pleasantly so.
"I got everything we need for tonight baby," Ivy told her with a sexy
wink that made Bridget's knees go weak.
"I just need you," Bridget gasped.
The elevator stopped at that moment and the doors began to
open. Bridget started to push the front of her dress down when Ivy turned
to her, "leave it up babe."
"Someone will see me!" Bridget said aloud.
"I know..." Ivy said giving her a wink and then she handed the
harness with the dildo attached to her.
Bridget had no bag to hide it so she was forced to hold it for
everyone to see. Ivy went on out of the elevator, turning to the
right. Bridget looked out the door and seeing no one in the hallway she
quickly caught up with Ivy, walking behind of her. Luckily their room was
only a few steps from the elevator and for that Bridget was grateful,
though it did excite her to be so naughty. Ivy already had her card out and
she slipped it into the lock, opening the door. Ivy grabbed Bridget's hand
pulling her into the room.
Bridget didn't notice much about the room, only the double bed that
Ivy led her to. "Get up on the bed on your hands and knees, I'm about to
fuck your brains out!" Ivy ordered her.
"Oh god!" Bridget gasped hearing Ivy taking command of her like this.
Bridget started to take her skirt off but Ivy stopped her by taking a
hold of her hands. "Leave it on!" she said before turning her around and
pushing her onto the bed.
"Ohhhh..." Bridget said getting up on her knees and putting her face
down onto the bed.
She looked back at Ivy who was busy shedding her own clothes and then
stepping into the harness. Bridget felt her pussy quiver as she watched Ivy
pull out a bottle of lube from her bag of tricks and putting a little on
the head of the fake penis she was wearing. Ivy stepped up behind of her
and Bridget felt her flip up the back of her skirt. Bridget arched her back
and she felt Ivy's left hand touch her left hip and then the head of the
penis touch her overly aroused pussy. She felt Ivy moving the head of the
cock along her slit making her moan. She let out another moan when she felt
the head of the cock begin to press into her pussy spreading her wet lips
open.
Once the head was inside of her Bridget couldn't wait any longer. She
had been teased for way to long so she pushed her hips back burying Ivy's
cock deep into her pussy.
"Fuck me!" Bridget demanded.
Ivy grabbled onto her right hip and she did as Bridget so needed, she
began to fuck her hard. Bridget felt her pussy being filled with the fake
cock that Ivy was wearing and she let out a loud moan. Ivy was moving her
hips hard and deep just as Bridget needed. Bridget pushed back on each
in-stroke wanting to feel all of Ivy's cock. She then felt Ivy move her
hands from her hips pushing her blouse up until her breasts were
uncovered. Ivy put her hands of Bridget's breasts and she felt Ivy
squeezing them so nicely just adding to her already overheated state. She
felt Ivy's fingers pinching her long hard nipples and then she felt Ivy's
right hand slip down to her clit. She began to rub it as she drove the cock
into her pussy. She felt Ivy pinch her clit and she let out a loud moan as
she came hard. It was one of the most intense orgasms that she had ever
hand. She felt her head explode with pleasure and she passed out for a
moment.
When she woke up, she was on her back and she felt Ivy's tenderly
licking her sensitive pussy. She opened her eyes and looked down to see
Ivy's head buried between her legs and that wonderful tongue was moving
along her lips.
"Oh baby that feels good," Bridget said in a contented sigh.
Ivy replied by pulling Bridget's lips open licking in deeper and
getting her girlcum. Bridget cooed opening her legs further to allow Ivy to
pleasure her. Ivy stayed away from her sensitive clit concentrating on her
lips and sucking up her juices. Bridget put her hands down to Ivy's head
holding it to her pussy. It felt so wonderful to have Ivy lick her so
tenderly and lovingly. Bridget felt like she was in heaven and she so
wanted to stay there forever.
As good as this felt, she began to feel the need to cum again as Ivy
got her more and more aroused. She pulled up slightly on Ivy's head; thus
directing Ivy's knowing tongue to her sensitive clit. She felt Ivy give it
several tender kisses before she felt Ivy's lips go around her clit and she
felt her sucking on it. At first Ivy sucked gently but slowly she sucked
harder and harder. Then she felt Ivy's tongue begin to lick on the tip of
her clit while her lips put pressure on the base of her clit. Bridget
pushed her hips upwards and Ivy sucked and licked harder on her clit until
Bridget felt her orgasm overcome her. It wasn't as intense as the first on
but nevertheless just as satisfying.
"That was wonderful baby," Bridget said to Ivy as she opened her eyes
to see Ivy lying beside of her giving her kisses.
Bridget then took Ivy's face in her hands and she gave her a long
slow kiss thanking her for the orgasms and the fun that she had already
had. "So what do you want?" She asked as the kiss ended.
"I would like nothing more than to ride that hard cock of yours," Ivy
said giving her another one of those winks of hers.
"Let me get these clothes off first," Bridget said as she started to
get up however she then felt Ivy's right hand at the center of her chest
holding her down.
"No leave them on, let me enjoy this fantasy a bit longer," Ivy said
giving her a shy smile this time.
"Ah okay..." Bridget said a bit hurt that Ivy didn't want to see her
naked. Bridget looked into Ivy's eyes as Ivy got up on her knees and she
saw her looking down at her with her short skirt and almost see-through
blouse. While Ivy was looking at her, Bridget began to realize that Ivy
wasn't really seeing her, at least not here in the bed.
Bridget thought of a way to make Ivy's fantasy last a little longer,
she just wasn't sure that she could pull it off. It wasn't her nature to be
vocal saying dirty things that she had an ideal that Ivy would love to
hear.
She kept her eyes on Ivy as she took the harness off and then she
watched as Ivy slowly pulled the front part of her skirt up. Bridget raised
her legs up allowing Ivy to slip the harness up them and then she raised
her hips up so that Ivy could put the harness on her. Bridget held the
straps to her sides as Ivy tightened the harness down against her body and
the base of the cock pressed against her sensitive clit.
Ivy leaned down and gave Bridget's cock a lick across the head making
Bridget giggle at Ivy's obscene gesture. "God you're bad," Bridget said
still giggling.
"Ah but your cock looked so tasty that I just had to have a lick,"
Ivy replied with a grin and Bridget had to grin too as it was her juices
that coated the cock that she was wearing.
Ivy then came up over her cock and Bridget watched as she slowly
lowered herself onto the cock that she was wearing. It was so erotic to see
Ivy's pussy open up allowing the cock that was wet with her juices enter
her. Ivy slowly settled down on her cock and Bridget saw the smile come to
Ivy's lips while Ivy's eyes were closed.
Bridget let Ivy begin to get into a rhythm before she gathered the
courage to speak, "So did you enjoy watching me get molested?" Bridget
asked softly.
"What?" Ivy said as her eyes popped open and she stopped her riding
of Bridget's cock with just the head still in her.
"I asked if you enjoyed watching Viv and Clara caressing my thighs?"
Bridget asked straight faced.
"Yes... I did," Ivy replied but Bridget could see the confusion in
Ivy's eyes as well as the concern.
Bridget put her hands to Ivy's hips pushing downward as she said,
"And I bet you really enjoyed seeing my face while Viv and Clara's fingers
entered my wet pussy."
"Oh god yes, it was beautiful..." Ivy said closing her eyes and she
began to resume the motion of her hips.
"You loved watching me squirm while those fingers went up and down my
slit, teasing me and making me so fucking wet..." Bridget said in a lusty
voice.
"Oh god.. tell me more baby... tell me how it felt..." Ivy said
grinding her hips down on Bridget's cock.
"Oh I was so fucking wet and when they both put a finger into my
pussy I thought I was going to die. Their fingers went so deep too, their
old fat fingers pulling me so wide open and going inside me. Then one of
them would tease me around my hard clit but wouldn't touch it. I was dying
for one touch to make me cum but you wouldn't let them. You made them tease
me on and on until I was ready to scream." Bridget said getting into this
and loving how Ivy was really riding her cock so hard. Ivy had her eyes
closed and Bridget knew that Ivy was back in the bar watching it all over
again.
"And making me wear that skirt so short with my breasts on display
for all our friends to see. You were showing off your little sex slave
weren't you baby. Making me do all those nasty and dirty things while you
and the whole bar watched." Bridget said stretching Ivy's fantasy a little
as no one could actually see her being molested by Viv and Clara and only
those around the table knew what was happening.
"Oh fuck yes... tell me more... I'm about to cum..." Ivy screamed
going harder and making the cock go deeper inside of her as Bridget pushed
her hips upwards which put more pressure on her own clit.
"Oh baby, after Viv and Clara's fingers got me so hot, I wouldn't
have cared if you had bent me over the table and fucked me right there for
everyone to see. In fact, I was hoping that you would. Make me bend over
and let all our friends and co-workers play with me before you fucked me
but first making me beg for you to fuck me with your hard cock." Bridget
said and she surprised herself by adding, "While you made me eat Viv's gray
haired pussy, burying my face in her twat, eating her juicy pussy."
"Oh fuck, eat that old hairy pussy!" Ivy cried out as her body
stiffened and she fell forward, her body twitching on top of her as she
came hard.
It took Ivy several minutes to recover from her orgasm and Bridget
helped to make it last longer by moving her hips upwards pushing the cock
that into Ivy's wet pulsing pussy.
"Oh god, that was wonderful..." Ivy finally breathed out in a gasp as
her eyes fluttered open.
"I'm glad... did I say the right things?" Bridget asked wondering if
what she had said was right and what Ivy wanted.
"Oh god it was perfect and I admit you surprised me," Ivy said giving
Bridget a kiss.
"Surprised me too, I thought that it was what you wanted to make..."
Bridget was saying when Ivy finished her sentence.
"To make my fantasy come true?" Ivy asked.
"Yes," Bridget replied smiling at her.
"But how did you figure out what I was up to?" Ivy asked.
"I don't know, it just occurred to me that it was what you wanted."
Bridget said, "It was; wasn't it?"
"Yes it was," Ivy said giving her a kiss. "Did you enjoy it too?"
"I did... well not at first, I did it for you but once they began to
play with me and I saw the lust in your eyes, it became fun." Bridget told
her. "But..."
"But not something you want to do again?" Ivy asked.
"No at least not for a while, I don't want everyone to think that
I'm..." Bridget said.
"A slut," Ivy asked.
"Yes, I don't mind playing like that but I also want their respect."
Bridget told her.
"Don't worry, Monday morning everyone will see you as a coworker and
a good teacher, Slut night is just a time for all of us to let lose. What
happens there stays there." Ivy said in a reassuring voice.
"You sure?" Bridget asked.
"I promise you, no one will bring it up unless you do." Ivy said
giving her a kiss.
"Good," Bridget replied with a smile.
"How about a cigarette?" Ivy asked.
"I'm dying for one..." Bridget said with a smile.
"Me too," Ivy said giving her a kiss before she slowly raised herself
off of Bridget's cock and Bridget saw that it was now coated with both of
their girlcum.
"Just one more lick," Ivy said leaning down and giving Bridget cock a
long lick making Bridget giggle again.
Ivy got on up and she helped Bridget to get the harness off. As Ivy
found their cigarettes, Bridget went down the hall to get them a soft drink
from the vending machine since she was still dressed though scantily. As
she came back down the hall, she noticed one of the guest doors agar. She
couldn't help herself but to glance inside. What she saw both surprised her
but after tonight, it didn't surprised her. She saw Rebecca, June and
Maggie all on the bed and all were very naked. June had her face buried
between Rebecca's legs. Maggie was behind June with her hands on June's
asscheeks spreading them open and she was licking hard. Both June and
Rebecca were moaning to beat the band. Bridget walked to the door and she
started to close it when she saw Maggie glance over at her giving her a
wink before resuming her licking of June's ass. Bridget felt her face
blushing at getting caught staring before she closed the door allowing the
threesome their privacy.
"What took you so long?" Ivy asked as Bridget reentered their room.
Bridget felt her face blushing again, "Ah I stopped to close the door
that June, Maggie and Rebecca are sharing."
"And by the way that you're blushing, they weren't sipping wine and
having an intense conversation about the state of the world." Ivy said with
a wink.
"Oh they were conversing but I don't think that they were too
concerned with the affairs of the world." Bridget said still blushing.
"I bet not, I would say that they were more concerned with the
affairs of each other's pussies and asses." Ivy said grinning.
"That they were," Bridget said with a giggle.
"Come on, let's have that cigarette," Ivy said moving to the small
sliding glass door that led to the small balcony.
"Aren't you going to put something on?" Bridget asked looking at the
door and then Ivy's naked body.
"No I got you to cover me baby," Ivy said as she moved behind her as
she went through the door.
Bridget went on out to the railing putting the soft drinks down and
then taking the cigarette that Ivy had lit for her. She inhaled deeply
feeling the smoke enter her lungs and she felt Ivy's body come up against
her.
"Thank you," Ivy said softly into her ear.
"For what baby?" Bridget asked turning her head toward Ivy.
"For playing along with my fantasies," Ivy told her.
"I like playing them," Bridget said to her, "they're fun and very
naughty."
"You know if want me to play out one of your fantasies, I will... no
matter what it is." Ivy told her.
"You have played out my fantasies, you know tying me up and stuff,"
Bridget said much too quickly.
"No those are my fantasies, you just happen to like them which I'm
grateful for. What I'm talking about is something that you want to try or
do." Ivy told her before taking another puff of her cigarette.
Bridget started to say that she had no fantasies but then a thought
flashed through her head. She made it disappear but it came right back to
her. She made it disappear again before she said softly, "I don't have any
fantasies." Bridget said telling a little white lie to Ivy.
Ivy didn't say anything for a moment but then she came back with,
"Well if you come up with one, let me know."
Bridget let out a relieved sigh before saying, "I will," though she
had no intention of ever telling Ivy the fantasy that had flashed into her
head that now she couldn't shake.
After they finished their cigarettes, they moved back inside where
Ivy finally undressed Bridget and they made love. Going slowly this time,
using only their fingers and tongues to make each other feel good and more
importantly feel loved.
When they got back to their apartment building early Sunday
afternoon, they both went to their own apartments to work on their lesson
plans for the coming week and to grade the tests that both had given on
Friday.
It wasn't until Wednesday evening when they were sitting on Ivy's
couch, just sipping a glass of wine and listening to the rain come down
outside and seeing it pound against the sliding glass door.
"So what was the fantasy that you thought of Saturday night?" Ivy
asked out of the blue and it shook Bridget up as she hoped that Ivy had
forgotten all about that.
"What you talking about, I told you that I didn't have any fantasies
and if I came up with one, I'd tell you." Bridget said strongly hoping that
Ivy would drop the subject.
Ivy didn't say anything; instead she reached over and took Bridget's
right hand giving it a squeeze. "It doesn't matter what it is... you can
tell me... I won't judge you." Ivy finally said.
"There isn't a fantasy!" Bridget said as she pulled her hand away.
"Yes there is baby," Ivy said taking Bridget's hand back. "Trust me;
tell me what you thought of. I felt it in your body Saturday night and
there is something you want me to do isn't there..." Ivy said all so
softly, so softly that it broke through Bridget's defenses.
Bridget sat there for a moment, feeling Ivy's fingers caress her
right hand and she looked into Ivy's caring eyes and she knew that she
truly could trust her and that Ivy would make it come true if she had the
guts to say it aloud.
She looked again into Ivy's eyes and she said, "It's not sexual in
nature."
"Not all fantasies have to be centered around sex. Mine tend to be
but then you know how big a slut I am." Ivy said with a smile that made
Bridget laugh relieving the tension that she was suddenly feeling.
"Yes you are," Bridget said letting her laughter release the last of
her tension.
"So tell me baby..." Ivy said softly.
"You know that I've been a good girl all my life," Bridget said
softly and she got a nod from Ivy. "Well at least until I met you that is."
She added with a nervous laugh that Ivy only smiled at.
Bridget let out a long sigh before she continued, "I never did
anything wrong, I never did anything to be punished for, I was never bad. I
always did as everyone expected me to do. I was just a good girl..."
Bridget said as tears began to run down her cheeks.
She felt Ivy wiping the tears from her eyes and she looked into Ivy's
eyes and saw that Ivy seemed to understand or was trying to
understand. "You were bad, your mother punished you but mine never had
too. I bet you got into trouble at school too didn't you." Bridget said
forcefully.
"You know I did baby," Ivy said caressing her face.
"Well I want to be punished; I want to be paddled like they used to
do at school." Bridget said quickly before she could take it back.
"Honey they don't paddle in schools anymore, even I didn't get
paddled." Ivy said to her.
"I know but I want you to, will you?" Bridget pleaded.
"Honey getting paddled hurts, it's not play." Ivy told her.
"You don't have to if you don't want." Bridget told her feeling her
heart sag.
She looked at Ivy who seemed to be thinking it over and she wasn't
sure which way she wanted Ivy to go. It seemed to take Ivy forever to
decide but then Bridget saw an ever so slight of a smile come to Ivy's
lips.
"I'm not going to hold back you know, if this is what you want then
when I paddle you, you're going to feel it for a week." Ivy said and
Bridget knew that it was Ivy's last attempt to talk her out of this.
"Oh thank you!" Bridget said leaning over and giving Ivy a hug and
she felt Ivy's arms going around her. She felt Ivy give a kiss to her
cheek.
"You might want to wait until after I paddle you before you thank
me," Ivy said pulling back and giving her a wink.
"True," Bridget said with a nervous giggle.
"So do you have an idea as to how you want to play it?" Ivy asked.
"What do you mean?" Bridget asked.
"I mean the scene that I have to play. What did you do and who am I
to you as I play this for you." Ivy told her.
"Oh..." Bridget said and that made her have to think as she really
didn't have a cute, she hadn't gotten that far.
"Well since I didn't plan on ever telling you, I never got that far,
I just know what I want." Bridget told her. "You understand what I'm
saying?"
"Yea I do and we got plenty of time to figure and plan it
out. Besides we don't even have a paddle." Ivy said with a smile.
Bridget gave out a nervous laugh, "Oh yea, I guess that would help."
"Yes it would," Ivy said laughing with her. "Oh you know Viv has one
hanging in her office to scare the kids..."
"No I don't want that, this has to be just between us. I don't want
her to know or ask any questions." Bridget said quickly. "We could order
one, I'm sure that there are places we can order one."
"There is..." Ivy said and then she paused and Bridget could tell
that she had an idea.
"What is it baby?" Bridget asked curiously.
"You said that you wanted this to be just between us, you want it to
be personal that way." Ivy asked as much as stated.
"I do," Bridget said wanting Ivy to tell her what she was thinking.
"What if we get one made just for us?" Ivy asked.
"That would be great but who? Do you know someone?" Bridget asked.
"We both do," Ivy said with a grin on her face.
"We do?" Bridget asked trying to think of who Ivy was talking about.
"Frank," Ivy stated.
"Frank who teaches English?" Bridget asked.
"Yes Frank who teaches English, he also likes to do some woodworking
among other things," Ivy said again with a shy grin.
"He's so sweet and kind, we couldn't ask him to make a paddle."
Bridget told her.
"We're not, you are." Ivy told her.
"Oh god no, I couldn't do that," Bridget said feeling her face
blush. "He would ask too many questions that I couldn't answer."
"No he wouldn't, he just ask you what you want." Ivy told her
confidently.
"How can you be so sure?" Bridget asked suspiciously.
"Hold on," Ivy said as she got up going over to where her laptop was
sitting and bringing it back over.
Bridget watched as she got it going and then waited a bit impatiently
for Ivy to find whatever that she was looking for.
"You remember the band that was playing while we were dancing?" Ivy
asked her.
"Vaguely, the band was pretty good and the singer didn't have too bad
a voice but a little deeper than most women singers," Bridget told her.
"So you didn't get a real good look at the lead singer?" Ivy asked.
"No but I'm beginning to get an idea..." Bridget said to her.
"Does she look familiar?" Ivy asked turning the computer around so
that she could see it.
"Frankie and the All Nighters..." Bridget said aloud and then she
looked closer at Frankie and saw that she looked a lot like Frank except
she/he had this wild dress on and had grown breasts. "He's a female
impersonator?"
"Yes he is," Ivy said with a laugh.
"I didn't know he was a female impersonator," Bridget said still not
believing it.
"Honey, we all have our secrets don't we..." Ivy said.
"I guess we do at that." Bridget said with a smile. "But still I
can't go to him; I'd be too embarrassed."
"Bridget, I don't know what you want, a big paddle, a little one or
what. Besides sometimes the best part of the fantasy is what you do to
make it come true." Ivy told her giving her that smile of hers that always
seemed to make things okay. Ivy hesitated for a moment before she finally
added "I'll go with you if you want..."
Bridget got what she wanted, the assurance that if she needed Ivy,
she would be there for her, "No I'll do it."
"When you going to go see him?" Ivy asked.
"Tomorrow before I chicken out." Bridget said sealing her fate.
"So do you want to talk it out a little?" Ivy asked taking Bridget's
hands in hers.
"No let me think about it for a bit, I want to get it right in my
head before I ask for your suggestions. Is that okay?" Bridget asked now
afraid that she would hurt Ivy's feelings by not including her immediately.
"Sure honey, that's fine with me, just remember if you need me to do
anything, I will. I want it to be perfect for you." Ivy told her giving her
hand a squeeze.
"So what we going as at Helen's costume party on Halloween?" Bridget
asked as she tried to deftly changed the subject.
Ivy smiled before saying, "I don't know, what do you want to go as?"
"I don't know either but I want us to go alike," Bridget told
her. "So what did you go as last year?"
"A witch... I know it fits me right." Ivy said laughing.
"Yes it does," Bridget said laughing then she blocked the throw
pillow that Ivy swung at her.
"I guess you think you should go as an angel then right?" Ivy asked.
"Of course, I'm all sweet and innocent..." Bridget said putting the
cutest smile on her face that she could muster.
"Maybe once but not now," Ivy said giving her a wink and that made
Bridget blush but she laughed too but not before hitting Ivy with her own
throw pillow.
They did get a little serious about what they wanted to go as for the
Halloween party but they didn't come up with any good ideas that they could
agree upon. However Ivy did have a great idea about what they could do in
the bedroom which was something that Bridget found that she readily agreed
with.
When the last bell rang the next afternoon, Bridget tried to rush her
students out the door and any other afternoon, that wouldn't be a
problem. But of course today, she had one student that was having trouble
with the problems that she went over and of course, he wanted her
help. Bridget being the good teacher she was, she helped him until he could
understand what she was trying to teach the class.
Once he was out the door, she quickly packed up her things and rushed
out. Her heart was pounding for what she was about to do and a part of her
hoped Frank would have already left but another part wanted to get this
over with. His classroom was at the end of the long hallway and when she
got there, she peeked around his door and she saw Frank at his desk and he
was glancing down at his watch. She got the impression that he was waiting
on someone and she suspected that someone was her.
She took a deep breath before entering the room. She had taken a
couple of steps before he looked up and when he saw her, he gave her a kind
smile. Bridget tried to return the smile but the best she could do was a
very nervous smile.
"I was wondering if I could bother you for a minute... that is if you
have time... but if you don't... I understand." Bridget said all in a rush
and she felt her face already turning red.
"Well I do have a band practice to get you but we can talk on the way
to our cars if that's all right." Frank said as he stood up.
"No that's okay, I can come back later," Bridget said again in a rush
while turning and she started for the door.
Bridget got to the door when she heard frank say, "You know I'll make
anything that you want; all you got to do is ask."
That stopped Bridget dead in her tracks, "Just how do you know that I
want you to make something for me?" Bridget asked turning to face Frank who
had this grin on his face.
Frank came over to where she was standing in the doorway. He turned
off the light while putting his arm around Bridget's shoulder forcing her
to walk with him, "Let just say that this little birdie told me that a very
pretty woman, who would be blushing from head to toe, was going to ask me
to make her something and I was to do it."
"Oh and did this birdie tell you what I was going to ask you to
make?" Bridget asked a little pissed at Ivy yet thankful too.
"No it didn't, it just told me to listen to this blushing woman and
do my best for her because it was important to her and thus important to
the little birdie," Frank said giving her shoulder a squeeze.
"Oh..." Bridget said now less pissed at Ivy for interceding on her
behalf.
"So what do you want me to make?" Frank asked.
"Ah..." Bridget said and suddenly found that she couldn't form the
words. As much as she wanted to tell Frank, she couldn't.
Frank stopped just as they got to the stairs. He took his arm off of
her shoulders and he turned to face her. "Bridget I have made a lot of
unusual things for some very nice people. There is nothing bad about
whatever you want me to make."
Bridget had to smile at the way Frank had about him to say just the
right thing to make her feel okay. So she screwed up her courage and she
said, "I want you to make me a paddle."
"See that wasn't so hard was it?" Frank asked with a smile.
"Yes it was," Bridget said with a sigh.
"Well the rest will be easier, now all you got to tell me is how you
want it made," Frank said as he started down the stairs.
Bridget had to rush to catch up with him but since he was in front of
her, she did get to notice the slight feminine sway he had to his
walk. Nothing really noticeable but still it was there. "That's just it, I
don't know exactly what I want, this isn't something I've ever..." Bridget
said to him when she had caught back up to him.
"Then I guess we'll just have to figure out what you want won't we,"
Frank said with a big smile.
"I guess we will," Bridget said with a smile.
"How about you coming over to my house Saturday morning and we can
see what we can come up with?" Frank told her.
"Okay that works, what time?" Bridget asked feeling better.
"About ten?" Frank asked.
"I can make that." Bridget told him. "So how did you get into
woodworking anyway?"
"Well to make a long story short, my father wasn't too happy about
fathering such a feminine boy but he accepted it. However he was determined
to make sure that I had at least one manly hobby, thus he became a
woodworker and then showed me how to make things from wood. Though I don't
think what I make now was what he intended." Frank said with a laugh.
"Sounds like you had a good father," Bridget told him as they went
toward the parking lot.
"He was..." Frank said with a mournful sigh.
"Was?" Bridget asked.
"Yea, he died of cancer last year." Frank said.
"I'm sorry," Bridget said putting a hand to his arm and giving it a
squeeze.
"Thank you but like you said, he was a good father and for that I'll
always love him." Frank said. "But enough about sad things, I want you to
think about what you want and we can talk it out Saturday morning."
"I will and thanks," Bridget told him giving him a smile.
"See you Saturday," Frank said as he veered to his left heading
toward his car.
"It's a date!" Bridget told him.
"Don't tell Ivy that or she'll get jealous!" Frank said in a laugh
making Bridget laugh as she turned to the right and headed toward her car.
Bridget headed on home feeling a little better about how it went and
grateful that Frank seemed to understand how important this was to her and
for not prying too much. She had never had much of a chance to really get
to know Frank but now she could now see him as becoming a friend to her.
"So how did it go?" Ivy asked as she entered her own apartment and
saw Ivy at the stove cooking some noodles to make a pasta salad.
"Well I got a date for Saturday," Bridget said not adding that it was
in the morning thus implying something more than it was.
"Mmm.. a date... should I be jealous?" Ivy asked turning toward
Bridget who was heading toward the bathroom but then she stopped at the
bathroom door.
"Well... he does sing a lot better than you and looks a lot prettier
in a sequined gown..." Bridget said and then went on into the bathroom to
let Ivy think that over and come up with a response which Bridget was sure
would be a good one.
A moment later Ivy appeared at the bathroom door as Bridget was
taking off her skirt, "I guess I'd better start taking singing lessons,
hadn't I?" Ivy said leaning against the door.
"Lots of singing lessons," Bridget said seriously but then she burst
into laughter.
"Watch it or I'm sending you to bed without supper," Ivy told her
while giving her the eye through the mirror.
Bridget waited until Ivy turned to go back to her pasta that was on
the stove to say, "If you happen to see that little birdie, would you thank
her for me."
Bridget saw Ivy turn and give her a soft smile, "I will." Then she
gave her a wink before going back to her cooking.
By the time that Bridget had shed her school clothes and changed into
an old gown, Ivy had finished mixing up the pasta salad and put it into the
fridge to cool. They went on out to the balcony to smoke and talk. Bridget
told her all about her short conversation with Frank and how she discovered
that he really was a nice person.
Saturday arrived before Bridget knew it. As much as she hated to
leave Ivy's warm bed and Ivy's warm body, she had to as she had a date that
she was now looking forward to. Ivy was awake but still in the bed when
Bridget came back in to give her a kiss before leaving to meet Frank.
"Have fun on your date," Ivy told her as Bridget bent down to kiss
her.
"I plan on it, lots of fun!" Bridget replied giving Ivy a wink of her
own. But then she whispered into Ivy's ear, "He may sing better than you
but it's your body that turns me on."
"I know... I love you." Ivy said with a smile.
"Love you too baby," Bridget said giving Ivy a soft lingering kiss
before leaving the bedroom.
Bridget had no trouble finding Frank's house. After introducing her
to his partner, Frank escorted Bridget out to his little workshop. It was
actually a detached garage that Frank had made into a woodworking shop. He
had saws, sanders and several tables to work from scattered around the shop
and Bridget noticed that Frank kept everything very neat and orderly.
"Man you got a lot of things in here," Bridget said to him.
"Some are mind but a lot I got from my father when he got sick."
Frank told her.
"So have you ever made a paddle before?" Bridget just had to ask.
Frank had a smile on his face as he replied, "Yea a few."
"I was just wondering," Bridget told him feeling a little better
knowing this.
"So do you know what you want?" Frank asked her.
Bridget hesitated for a moment before replying, "I don't have the
slightest idea. I just know I need one." Bridget felt her face blushing a
little. "I know that doesn't help you any at all."
"Maybe it will help to tell me what you're going to use it for,"
Frank suggested and then he looked at her with a kind smile on his
face. Bridget hesitated trying to determine what to tell him if anything,
she just wasn't sure what to do.
"You don't have to tell me everything, just enough to give me an idea
as to what to make for you. I won't tell anyone, I promise." Frank told her
and from the sincere expression on Frank's face, Bridget believed him.
Bridget closed her eyes and she said softly, in almost a whisper, "I
want to... to create a bad girl fantasy where the bad girl is..." Bridget
left out whom the bad girl was but she was sure that Frank had a good idea
it was her.
Then Bridget stopped as she heard Frank say just as softly and she
felt his soft hand on her shoulder, "I think I got the idea."
"Thanks, it's kind of personal..." Bridget said opening her eyes to
see Frank's caring eyes looking back at her.
"It's all personal honey," Frank said in a voice that fitted
"Frankie" more than Frank.
"I guess it is," Bridget said with a bashful smile.
"So let's see if we can draw something out," Frankie said giving her
an almost girlish smile.
"Okay," Bridget replied as she stepped over beside Frank as he rolled
out a large piece of paper.
"I guess you want holes in it," Frank stated.
"I do?" Bridget asked.
"Oh honey you do... you do." Frankie said with a giggle switching
back more into his feminine side.
"Okay, put holes in it." Bridget said with a giggle. "But don't make
it too big." She added more seriously.
"I won't, I'll make it just perfect to correct that bad school girl's
tushie." Frankie said with a giggle making Bridget giggle. "And I assure
that Ivy will be the one using it."
Bridget let out a little giggle, "Yea she'd be the one. But I'm not
so sure that she's too happy about it."
"Ivy will come through, I'm sure." Frankie stated as he began to draw
out a paddle onto the paper.
Bridget felt more than a few butterflies as the paddle that would
eventually be used on her ass came to life on the paper. It looked painful
on the paper and she was sure that the one Frank made would be even more
painful. But this was something that she just had to see through to the
end. Frank drew it out and then he looked at her before going back to the
paper and making a few changes.
Bridget noticed that he looked at her for a moment and she was about
to say that it looked nice when he tore that paper off from the roll
throwing it away. Bridget started to protest but before she could Frank
was drawing another paddle onto the paper. When he finished that drawing,
Bridget told him that it was great but after studying her for a moment, he
again threw that drawing away and started again.
It wasn't until Frank did the last drawing that Bridget realized that
Frank was watching for the drawing that met her approval indicated by her
facial expression. She wasn't sure what she had done to indicate her
approval but she had to admit that the one Frank settled on was the best.
"So do you want anything etched into it?" Frank asked.
"Like what?" Bridget asked.
"I don't know; it's up to you." Frank said not giving her any help or
suggestions on this particular question.
Bridget thought for a second and began to think that it might be good
to have something engraved on the paddle. Frank gave her time to think for
which Bridget was grateful. She wanted this to be her own idea and she saw
how Ivy was right, this was something that she had to do on her own to make
it come out right. It was her fantasy and she had to be true to it.
"How about... ahhh... you know, don't put anything on it. Just make
it look nice, you know smooth and shinny." Bridget finally said.
"That I can do," Frank said with a big grin.
"I do appreciate you doing this for me," Bridget said with a soft
smile.
"No problem," Frank said, "So when do you need it?"
"Oh no hurry, just whenever; I still have a lot of thinking and
planning to do before I'm ready to use it." Bridget told him.
"So what are you and Ivy going as at Helen's party?" Frank asked
changing the subject as he began to escort her out of his workshop.
"We don't know yet, whatever it is, we're going as a matched pair."
Bridget told him. "So what you going as?"
"I'm not telling but it will be flashy!" Frank said as he wiggled his
limber hips making Bridget both laugh and blush.
"I'm not sure I want to be flashy," Bridget said reverting back to
her old self.
"Honey go for it, let your imagination run. You're going to be among
friends and everyone will be going for something wild. If you play it safe
then you will stick out." Frank told her and that got Bridget to start
thinking.
"Oh okay, Ivy and I'll have to talk about it then. Maybe go and check
out a few costumes places." Bridget told him.
"Oh I know lots of places I can send you to and you had better go
soon or all the best costumes will be gone." Frank warned her.
Bridget went on into Frank's house and talked to him and his partner
for another hour or so getting to know them both. She also got the names
and addresses of the places that she and Ivy would hit that afternoon.
"So how was your date?" Ivy asked as Bridget joined her out on the
balcony where Ivy was going over some of her students essays that she had
made them write on Friday.
"Very nice, I think you've got some real competition for my
affections with Frankie," Bridget said seriously.
"Maybe I'll just let Frankie have you," Ivy said just as seriously.
Ivy answer surprised her as she expected for her to protest so
Bridget took the papers that Ivy was studying, putting them on the table,
and then she plopped down on her lap. "You better not let anyone else have
me," Bridget told her as she took Ivy's face in her hands giving her a long
deep kiss.
"Now get up, we got to go look for costumes for Helen's party before
they're all taken," Bridget told her after the kiss and she started to get
up but then she felt Ivy's hands on her hips pulling her back down.
"Not so fast," Ivy said to her as she put her left hand around
Bridget's waist holding her down. The other went to the top of Bridget's
left thigh. Bridget knew what Ivy wanted.
Bridget curled her right hand to the back of Ivy's head, pulling it
toward her until their lips met. She heard Ivy moan and she felt Ivy's hand
giving her thigh a squeeze over her jeans. Bridget felt the tip of Ivy's
tongue enter her mouth so she opened her lips a bit more welcoming it
in. She also felt Ivy's hand moving between her thighs and she opened her
legs. A moment later she felt Ivy's fingers pressed against the crotch of
her jeans and she let out a moan this time. She opened her legs further
allowing Ivy to begin to rub against her pussy. Even with the cover of her
panties and jeans, those fingers of Ivy's right hand were making her
wet. She kissed Ivy harder and she moaned again when she felt Ivy's fingers
move up a little and she felt her press against her clit.
Bridget pulled her head back ending the kiss so that she could get a
lung full of air. "Let's move this inside," Bridget gasped out.
"I thought that you wanted to go out and look for costumes..." Ivy
stated as if nothing had just happened though Bridget could see the desire
in Ivy's eyes.
"Fuck the costumes," Bridget told her as she got up off Ivy's lap and
then pulled Ivy to her feet.
"I'd rather fuck you," Ivy said as she grasped Bridget's ass cheeks
in her hands.
"Come and get me!" Bridget said as she dashed through the door and
back into the apartment.
She ran on into the bedroom laughing as she pulled her tee shirt
off. She was just starting to unbutton her jeans when she felt Ivy come up
behind of her with Ivy placing her hands on her hips.
"Let me do that," Ivy whispered into Bridget's left ear before she
began to kiss her just behind that ear.
"Mmmm..." Bridget moaned from the soft kisses and she let go of her
jeans allowing Ivy to unbutton them and pull down the zipper.
She felt Ivy kissing her left shoulder and then felt Ivy kissing her
down the center of her back as she felt her jeans being pulled down. Once
her jeans were at her ankles, she felt Ivy kissing her ass cheeks over her
plain white panties. She felt Ivy's hands at her right foot so she raised
it just enough for Ivy to get her sandal off and then that leg of her
jeans. Ivy then switched to the right foot all the while kissing her ass
cheeks and Bridget felt her panties get wet both from Ivy's wet kisses and
her leaking pussy.
Once her jeans and sandals were off, Bridget felt Ivy's fingers at
her hips and soon her panties were being pulled down. Now Ivy was kissing
her bare asscheeks as the panties came on down her legs and then she
stepped out of them. Ivy began to kiss her way back up the center of her
back as Ivy let her hands move slowly up Bridget's legs making she shiver
with excitement and the erotic feel of Ivy's fingers caressing her
legs. Ivy stopped at the strap of her bra and Bridget felt Ivy using her
teeth to unhook her bra. She wasn't sure how Ivy managed to do that but she
did as her hands were busy caressing her hips. Once her bra was free,
Bridget went ahead and pulled it off since Ivy's hands were busy moving
over her hips to her lower stomach and then downward. Bridget slid her feet
open as Ivy began to kiss the back of her neck.
Ivy's fingers inch their way down to her pussy and Bridget let out a
moan feeling those fingers very lightly caress the sides of her pussy
lips. Bridget groaned from the pleasure that Ivy's teasing fingers were
giving to her. Ivy's fingers moved to the inside of her legs teasing her
and then she felt them go along the outer edge of her pussy lips just
making her that much wetter. Bridget leaned back against Ivy forcing Ivy to
hold her up. Bridget moaned out her pleasure and also a bit of her
frustration with Ivy getting her more and more excited but not touching her
pussy where she wanted it touched.
"Ivy... you're killing me..." Bridget finally moaned.
"But you're loving it... see how wet you are baby..." Ivy whispered
into her ear as the fingers of her right hand finally moved on over and
began to run up and down her slit.
"Oh yes..." Bridget groaned not sure if she was agreeing with Ivy or
just thankful that Ivy's fingers were finally touching her wet pussy.
She felt Ivy's left hand go up to her breasts and she felt Ivy pinch
and pull on her left nipple. Bridget felt her knees go weak and she wasn't
so sure that they weren't going to go out on her. And they did just that
when Ivy's fingers began to rub against her clit. It only took a few
seconds of this for the orgasm that she was feeling coming on, hit her
hard. She felt herself falling but she had no way of stopping the fall nor
did she care, she was just feeling the pleasure surge throughout her body.
When she became aware of her body again, she felt the rug under her
back and Ivy was licking tenderly upon her pussy that was soaked with her
girlcum and juices. Her eyelids flickered open and she found that she was
looking up at Ivy's juicy pussy. Ivy had somehow managed to get her onto
the floor, get undressed, and get over her body during the short time she
was experiencing her orgasm.
Bridget didn't take the time to figure out how Ivy had managed to do
that, she just reached up and grabbed Ivy's hips. She pulled them down
until Ivy's pussy was over her mouth. She took a long swipe of Ivy's pussy
going from her clit to her cute little asshole. She got the response that
she was looking for when Ivy let out a moan into her pussy. Bridget went
back to Ivy's clit licking that hard little nub making Ivy wiggle her hips
and moan more. However she stopped before Ivy could cum, going back to her
pussy to lick up the juices that she had caused. She licked and sucked up
the juices before going back to Ivy's clit sucking on it this time. Ivy
meanwhile was tenderly licking her pussy and Bridget could feel herself
getting more aroused. She sucked only a moment before going back to Ivy's
pussy licking the juices up and then taking a few slow licks against Ivy's
anus making Ivy groan loudly.
When she felt Ivy move her lips to her clit, Bridget knew as
sensitive as her clit was, she wouldn't last long. So she quickly licked
her way back to Ivy's clit, sucking it hard into her mouth. She began to
use the tip of her tongue against the sensitive nub making Ivy really
groan. She pushed two fingers into Ivy's pussy and began to finger fuck her
as she sucked and teased Ivy's clit. She felt Ivy's pussy clamp down on her
fingers as Ivy went stiff with the orgasm surging through her body. When
Ivy came, Bridget felt Ivy's lips pressed down on her clit and she too felt
clit explode and an intense orgasm surge throughout her body.
"So what was you were hell bend in a hurry to do?" Ivy asked her as
Bridget's eyes fluttered open. Bridget saw that Ivy turned around and was
laying partially on top of her. She also had this wicked grin on her face,
a that face was coated with her juices.
"Oh I just wanted to make love to you," Bridget said with a giggle.
"That's what I thought," Ivy said with a laugh before she dropped her
head down for a kiss. It was a soft lingering kiss that made Bridget sigh
when it ended.
"So did everything go okay with Frank?" Ivy asked her as she settled
onto her side so Bridget turned to her side to talk as it seemed that Ivy
was in the mood to talk.
"Yea, I think Frank drew out twenty different designs before we
settled on one." Bridget told her.
"You were picky weren't you," Ivy said but she said it kindly and
Bridget knew that she wasn't picking on her.
"Actually Frank was the one who kept deciding that it wasn't what I
wanted." Bridget. "It took me a while before I realized that he was reading
my facial expressions."
"He's sharp isn't he?" Ivy told her.
"Yes he is, and very nice. He only asked for enough information to
know what I wanted and what I told him didn't seem to faze him in the
least." Bridget told her.
"I told you he would be discrete," Ivy said with a smile.
"I know but I don't think I was completely sure until I could look
into his eyes as I talked to him," Bridget told her.
"I can understand that, some things you just have to see for
yourself." Ivy told her.
"I told him that I wasn't in any hurry to get it." Bridget answered
Ivy's question before Ivy could ask it.
"I was wondering about that," Ivy said smiling shyly.
"You know you don't have to do it," Bridget told her. "I can see in
your eyes that you aren't looking forward to paddling me."
"You're right I'm not but when the time comes, I'm going to play my
part so well, it'll scare you." Ivy told her.
"Thank you, I want you to put a little fear into me to make it real."
Bridget told her giving her a little more information as to what she was
looking for even though she didn't have the details worked out.
"I will baby," Ivy said giving Bridget a little kiss that Bridget
turned into a much longer and passionate kiss.
Just as the kiss ended, Bridget heard Ivy's stomach rumble. "I think
someone went without breakfast."
"Guilty," Ivy said with a laugh.
"Then I guess I had better go feed you," Bridget said with a giggle
before rolling off the bed. "Come on girl, let's get cleaned up and go find
something to eat.
"Sounds like a plan to me," Ivy said as she began to get up and
follow Bridget to the bathroom.
End of Part Ten.
To be continued...
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