Becky Ball - The Rich Bitch

Natalie's head nodded rapidly in agreement.

"God yes! Please yes just do it!"

Claire moved around to Natalie's side, her finger still poised teasing at the entrance to her friend's pussy, her left hand gripping Natalie's hair. She lifted Natalie's head, pulling back to arch the girls back and to open her pussy fully. In one move she stiffened her finger and pushed fully home up inside Natalie's soft interior.

"Nnnnh!" Natalie breathed in pleasure as the long digit entered.

Her body shook uncontrollably as Claire's other delicate fingers teased at the girl's hard clitoris.

"Move it around – please move it," Natalie pleaded in a low and desperate voice.

Claire pressed her latex covered mons against the side of her friend's hip.

"I need to punish you first slut. Do you accept my punishment?"

Natalie nodded her head several times in quick succession without realising what had actually been said.

"Yes! Anything, but just do it!"

Mistress withdrew the finger and landed a stinging slap with the flat of her hand across Natalie's left buttock. She received a thunderous jolt in her pussy as the slap landed.

Natalie was shocked, her body tensed and her head snapped around in surprise only to have it wrenched back by the restraining hand. Another hard slap stung her and she cried out, wave after wave of mixed pain and high pleasure pulsing through her body and mind.

"Dirty bitch," she heard Claire's voice spitting in disgust. "Filthy little whore!"

The incredible feelings became more intense, each slap the stung her seemed to jar right through to her hard clitoris. She began moving her body in time with the spanking, forcing her buttocks back to receive each one of them.

Faster the pain and pleasure came to her, pounding waves of extreme sensation fogged her mind and pleased her body. Natalie cried out, three of Claire's fingers pushed roughly up inside her and began moving within her moist interior. She came instantly, her internal muscles clamping hard around her friend's fingers to bring even sweeter and more powerful pounding pleasure.

Natalie collapsed forward onto the bed and whimpered softy as the after tremours of sweet pleasure rippled through her. The soft caressing hand that roamed over her reddened buttocks simply added to the wonderful warm sensations that she experienced.

Robert was naked in the lounge, standing with his cock only semi-erect; he was fearful of his wife's severe tone and attitude.

"Pathetic!" Claire snapped angrily. "You are a pathetic little wimp!"

"Yes, Mistress," he mumbled obediently in reply.

She circled him menacingly, dressed in just a pair of little panties and a tight bra both in black, she had a commanding and menacing manner about her. The high-heeled shoes that she wore raised her height to a powerful and commanding level that equally that of her husband. They added too to the overall sense of command and control that she felt flowing through her.

"Your licking techniques have not improved at all," she said in a severe tone. "Fumbled and displeasing to me – not at all acceptable. My pussy is a prized possession and yet you lick it like an ice-cream. I am most dissatisfied with your efforts."

"Sorry," he muttered and quickly added. "Mistress."

"Your silly little cock," she continued to mock him. "It doesn't even get hard, just hangs there uselessly like yourself.

Her tone changed to a taunting low purr.

"Perhaps it's time for me to find a real cock to fuck me."

Robert gasped, his cock jerked in involuntary spasm of delight and began to stiffen and rise.

Claire nodded the response and changed her voice to a low and coaxing sensual tone. Her manner softened too, she adopted a sexy gliding motion that simply oozed sexual teasing.

"Mmmm, I see the though of me having another man's cock excites you Robert."

He shook his head slowly in denial, his face etched with a serious frown.

Claire moved close, cupping his stiffening cock in her hand to hold it gently with her warm fingers encircling the shaft.

"I think it does," she sang playfully.

Robert tensed at her delicate touch and again shook his head.

Claire's voice was now soft, low and very sensual, her face close to his and her red painted lips opening slowly.

"A nice firm cock Robert," she breathed huskily. "Another man's cock is what I need up me."

He whimpered and then groaned as she caressed him tenderly.

"Shall I get one?" She teased. "And have it up inside my wet little pussy?"

His cock was throbbing in response, the blood pumping fast and hard into it in his excitement. It pulsed its delight and high arousal at her teasing.

Claire released him and stood back, delighting in his loud groan of disappointment. It was so thrilling to tease him, to see the way that he became instantly excited by the thought, his usually reluctant cock responding readily.

She slipped off her bra and cupped her breasts as he watched her. Her slim fingers kneading and caressing her soft orbs lovingly for his benefit.

Claire drew breath to add emphasis to her next taunting words.

"Would another man like to see these do you think? To play with them, feel them and to…kiss them?"

Robert groaned deep from his throat, his cock now at full erection twitched in delighted little jerks. His face was flushed red in excitement, his eyes following closely the movements of her fingers as they teased at her nipple rings. Her red painted nails pulling and twisting in her excitement.

Claire slipped down her panties and kicked them casually aside. She stood before him offering herself for his inspection and delighting in his obvious discomfort.

"He'd like to see me like this I'll bet, totally naked and ready for him. His cock would hard, Robert. Hard and wanting for me."

She turned and bent over, paused then got down onto all fours on the carpet.

"Perhaps I'd let him have me like this, from the back."

Claire moaned softly as though imagining the very act.

"Would you like to watch me being fucked Robert," she asked lightly.

"No," he muttered, cleared his throat and repeated the word louder and more forcefully.

"No! Never!"

Claire shifted her presented buttocks sexily.

"Yes," she teased. "Yes, I can imagine him now pushing it up inside me, mmm! So thick and so long."

"Bitch!" Robert spat angrily.

Claire was delighted by his angry response, her clitoris ached and her whole was crying out in need but she wanted to delay and to savour the moment a little longer.

"Can you imagine it Robert?" Her husky voice intoned. "His big thick cock sliding in and out of my warm, wet pussy, giving me what you can't – a nice hard fucking."

"Enough!" He shouted. "I've heard enough."

Claire giggled.

Like to come Robert?" She asked teasingly. "Is your pathetic little cock ready to come?"

"Yes," he panted urgently. "Yes!"

"Come and kneel behind me then Robert but don't put your cock in me yet."

He was there in an instant, she could hear his excited breathing behind her but it pleased her to make him wait. For several moments she waited there knowing that his would be ogling her body, her open pussy and just longing to get his aching cock inside her.

"Just the very head now," she said firmly. "Any more than that and I stop immediately."

He complied, guiding the head of his excited cock just into the entrance of her pussy, resting against the warm, wet inner lips. Robert paused there and then at her command pushed fully in and waited as he had been told to.

"Please," he whimpered pathetically. "Please Mistress."

"Please what Robert," Claire teased.

"Let me move – to fuck you – please!"

The pounding excitement was almost too much to bear, she wanted to relent but was enjoying his agony much more. She squeezed her internal muscles around his length inside her several times to bring low groans of approval from her husband.