Barbara Skinner - Lust is a many splendored thing

Carla had left her and Jack as they went into the room with the huge waterbed, and Erin looked at the mirror side of the two-way mirror. She wondered who was on the other side, but she did not care as she looked at Jack.

She wore a hooded vinyl raincoat, and the dim lights in the room reflected from it. Jack motioned for her to remove it, and she did. She had ridden naked from her and Ben's apartment and had not cared if anyone had looked into the car to see her kneeling between Carla's thighs as she tongued the woman s clit. She had not been able to eat Carla because of the oval bit in her mouth, which the hood had concealed when outside the auto. It held her mouth open wide enough to take Jack's cock in, and a leather bridle was attached to the curved side-pieces that showed at the corners of her mouth. She hoped he would now shove his cock through the metal oval and into her mouth to give her his come.

Around Erin's waist was a leather belt, and a strap went down between her plump ass cheeks to where it attached to a silver ring, which framed her anus, and was big enough for his cock to slide through.

Another strap connected to the bottom of the ring, and ran under the arch of her body before dividing into two straps that angled up along the sides of her cunt. Joining the belt, the two straps also connected with rods curving out from either side of her opened cleave. The rods curved out from an oval not unlike the one in her mouth, but this one held her cunt open, and ready.

For some reason that Erin did not know, Carla had braided her long hair out from the crown of her head before they had left the apartment. Jack motioned her to her knees, and she dropped to them without hesitation.

Then, a man stepped forward from the shadows, and her eyes widened with alarm. She looked up toward Jack.

"I want you to suck his cock," he said, and she found herself nodding.

She turned her head back, and the man's prod slid through the circle of her teeth, and through the oval bit. She began licking at him as he thrust in and out of her mouth. A hand clasped her braided hair, and her head was pulled back. The man moved with her, and his thighs were against the fronts of her shoulders. Someone knelt behind her, and a thick cock moved through the ring framing her anus and up into her rectum. Her mind spun, but before she could try to think another man entered her. Kneeling in front of her arched body, he shoved his long cock between her labia, through the oval bit, and up into her underbelly. Her right hand was lifted, and she gripped the cock it was lifted to. Her left hand was lifted, and she fingered the cunt it was lifted to.

Her hands clenched and stroked, her tongue licked, and her body thrust back and forth. Her vision blurring, she looked up to the side to see what Jack's reaction to her performance was. He nodded, as if satisfied, and she closed her eyes. Her mouth, hands, cunt and ass moved faster as she sought to give him pleasure by bringing all five people to climaxes.

"Sit there," Carla told Ben as she returned to her office, and she motioned to a chair with its back almost touching one wall.

He sat down, and she moved around behind one shoulder. He wondered what she was going to do, and then wondered what the sliding sound he heard was. He did not see her slide the wood panel back to uncover the twoway mirror looking into the room Erin was in.

Carla watched Erin's beautiful body writhing at the center of the five people, and she smiled. She glanced down at the top of Ben's head, and then back toward Erin for a moment before moving back in front of him.

She stood very close, and looked down at his erection.

"Take my skirt off," she instructed him, and he looked up at her with a widening smile.

He reached up, and unfastened her wrap-around skirt. He had thought she was wearing high boots, but when the fabric fell from her hips and thighs he saw that they were not boots alone. Rather, they were both pants and boots. They were made of suede, and zippers ran up the sides of her legs. Ring tabs showed at her hips.

"Unzip me," she said, and she looked through the glass as he moved the zippers downward.

Ben watched the leather open from her full hips, her loins, and from her beautiful legs. She placed a hand on his shoulder as she stepped out of the garment, and then kicked it aside. She was watching one man come in Erin's ass as another's cock jumped in her fist and geysered come over her hand. She looked down at Erin's husband, and saw him admiring her naked legs and cunt.

"Open my blouse," she told him, and he stretched his hands up to start with the top button. "Take it off," she said when he had finished, and he caught the sleeves to pull it from her shoulders.

The cloth dropped, and Ben stared with appreciation at the beauty of her breasts. They were as big, and as firm as he had imagined, and pale saffron nipples thrust out from their peaks. Behind him, on the other side of the two-way mirror, his wife's cleave was overflowing with come as the man in her came, and the woman's cunt was spasming around her hand.

"Do you want to fuck my cunt, Ben?" Carla asked with a smile.

"Yes," he assured her, and reached to free his engorged tool.

"Yes, what?" she inquired.

"I – I want to fuck you," he said with a trace of confusion as he opened his pants, and then he understood. "I want to fuck your cunt."

"Ask," she whispered tauntingly as she watched gizzum spilling from between Erin's lips and one of the men's cocks.

"I…" he hesitated for a moment before surrendering to his overwhelming desire. "Can I fuck your cunt? P-please, let me."

"Oh-h-h, I think I might," she teased as she reached down to lightly pinch the head of his erect prod, "if you do a better job this time in eating me."

He stared at her for a moment as he tried to resist, and then he pressed his mouth into her slit. His lips and tongue- worked to please her, and her eyes lidded as she watched the four men and the woman move back from Erin.

Erin raised the raincoat to her mouth and wiped the come from her tongue onto it.

"Why didn't you swallow?" Jack asked. "Didn't you swallow Ben's spunk last night?"

"No," she assured him. "I – I want you to be the first," she admitted, and blushed.

"Remove the bits and ring," he smiled. "You've shown that it isn't necessary to have your holes kept open, cunt."

She beamed over his evaluation and she quickly removed the objects. He held out a leather mask toward her, and she looked at it with confusion.

"The people you were just with were blindfolded," he said. "So that they can remove them, your identity will be concealed now."

She nodded without questioning the truth of the blindfolds, and she examined the mask. There was a hole for her braided hair to go through, and holes for her ears to fit through. It snapped between the eyeholes at the top of her nose. There was an opening at the base of her nose for her nostrils, and a wide opening for her mouth. A snap at her upper lip, the mask had hooks and eyelets down from under the mouth to the base of her throat. The soft leather molded to her head, and she looked up through the eyeholes to see him hold out something else.

Carla bucked her cunt against Ben's mouth as his tongue flowed over and around her clit. Her fingers clasping the back of his head, she watched Erin stand up. The five who had taken her came forward, and two held a leather garment to the front of her body while two others held a matching section to the back. The five began to lace it from the sides of her neck to her wrists, then along the insides of her arms to her armpits and down her sides to her ankles. The leather clinging to her body, straps were then fastened that curved under her feet. Carla's body shook against his determined mouthings, and she came.