fairly.”
Amber glanced at her wristwatch. “Any questions before you begin?”
Grace shook her head.
“Excellent, then we’ll start the clock. Oh, and remember twins, if Grace succeeds, whichever one of you came the quickest will be punished by me afterwards.”
“In your own time, Grace,” said David. “The clock starts now.”
Grace’s mind began to race. From everything she’d seen and learned of the twins, she was sure that Amy would be far more difficult to bring to orgasm than Laura. So, if she started with Laura, then Amy would have to listen to her twin’s rising excitement, and hear her having her climax before Grace got round to touching her. By then she should already be a little aroused.
She hesitated, wondering what she should do to Laura to get her to climax quickly, unsure that she could even manage to touch either of the girls in the way that was being asked of her. Then, as she heard the clock ticking she felt a sudden surge of determination. Having come this far, she had no intention of failing, and the sooner she started the sooner she’d discover what she needed to do in order to tease an orgasm from Laura.
Quickly she went to the table Amber had mentioned and picked up a tube of scented lubricating gel. Pouring some into the palm of her hands she began to massage Laura’s heavy breasts. She didn’t dare stop to think about what she was doing, or what she must look like to the three people watching her, because she knew she had to concentrate on the task she’d been set.
As her fingers massaged the undersides of Laura’s gradually swelling globes, cupping and lifting them as she worked, she was shocked by what she was doing, but even more shocked to discover that as Laura’s large nipples hardened and the tips turned bright red, she herself was excited.
After a few minutes Laura’s breathing quickened slightly, so Grace teased each of the nipples in turn, rolling them between her thumbs and index fingers, and she saw Laura swallow hard, trying to subdue her quickening flesh.
With the ticking of the clock sounding loudly in her ears, Grace poured some more of the gel into her hands before smoothing them down each side of the twin’s body. As the palms of her hands skimmed Laura’s hipbones, Laura instinctively pushed her lower body forward as far as the imprisoning strap would let her.
Sitting on the floor, feeling the soft carpet brushing against her own naked vulva, elated and astonished by her own success, Grace pushed Laura’s legs apart and ran her fingernails up and down the insides of the girl’s thighs. At first she moved them in straight lines then, just as she judged Laura was adapting to that sensation, she traced tiny circles on the twitching flesh instead.
Laura’s breathing quickened, the sound loud in the silent room. Now Grace hesitated. She knew that she had to open the twin up, part her outer sex lips and touch her in her most intimate area, but she didn’t know if she could do it.
As she froze into stillness, out of the corner of her eye she saw Amber move, leaning eagerly forward. Remembering what was at stake, and what David had said to her before they’d entered the Dining Club that morning, she tentatively let her hands open Laura up, and saw immediately that the girl was already highly aroused.
She let her fingers move softly along the damp flesh, while avoiding the swelling clitoris, and Laura let out a tiny moan of pleasure. Immediately Grace let the tip of one finger brush against the side of the swollen nub, swirling Laura’s own juices around the area before touching it once more.
This time Laura gasped loudly, but then the sound abruptly ceased and Grace knew that the twin had remembered she shouldn’t climax too soon. Desperate not to let the sexual tension in the girl’s body decrease, Grace picked up what looked like a child’s paintbrush, almost hidden beneath other items on the table. While she was doing that, Laura moved her legs