PARTY FAVOUR
(Lusty Landlords #3)
Copyright © 2013 by C J Edwards
PUBLISHED BY:
C J Edwards on Kindle
Adult Reading Material
All characters depicted are over the age of
eighteen.
Since agreeing
to pay her boyfriend’s rent with her body, Lisa had been kept busy by her
landlords. She had been taken in every way she could imagine and more by Mr and
Mrs Marshall, together and separately. Tonight she was due to wait on at one of
their house parties as she’d agreed. She was not so naïve as to think all she
would be doing was handing drinks around. Clearly she was going to have to
flash her tits to the dirty old bastards and she would probably get groped
within an inch of her life. After what she’d already experienced though, that
would be a breeze.
Arriving just
after five as directed, she sat down with the Marshalls to eat a light tea
before Mrs Marshall took her upstairs to get ready.
In the big en
suite bathroom, Helen had Lisa completely disrobe and then showed her how to
thoroughly cleanse herself with an enema kit. “Is that really necessary,” the
teenager complained. “I’m only doing some topless serving.”
“Let me be the
judge of that,” said Helen with mock sternness, “I want you perfect, outside
and in. When you’re finished with that, have a shower and wash your hair and
then come into the bedroom for a waxing,” she rubbed Lisa’s pussy a couple of
times.
When Lisa came
through about twenty minutes later, Helen sat her down at her dressing table to
style her hair. Standing behind her with hairdryer and brush, she worked
efficiently; as she ogled the bare-breasted young woman in the mirror. Once
done, she laid her down on the bed, spread her legs and began to spoon hot wax
on to her pubic hair.
“Oooh!” Lisa
cried as the wax strips came off with blonde fuzz. Helen had to admit to a
certain amount of sadistic pleasure in causing her pet a little pain and
discomfort. When the last one was done she gently stroked the girl’s silky
smooth mound of venus, causing a little shudder. That was enough, she had to
have her. Bending down between her legs, she ran her long tongue right along
Lisa’s slit, from her tight little bottom hole to her clitoris. “Hey!” Lisa
shouted out. “I thought we were getting ready. Not getting dirty!”
“Don’t worry
sweetheart,” called Helen from between her thighs. “You’ll be completely clean
by time I’m done.” She lapped hungrily at the teenager’s sweet juices, making
her squirm and moan. The waxed pussy was a real turn on and she knew her
friends wouldn’t be able to put this girl down tonight. Pushing her middle
finger into the warm, velvety quim, she curled it upwards to rub gently against
the girl’s g spot.
“Oh my fucking
God!” Lisa shrieked. “That’s absolutely incredible.” Helen laughed to herself.
She knew exactly how to hit the spot every time. She worked methodically;
licking, sucking and thrusting into the tight little twat as Lisa screamed the
house down.
“That’s a sight
for sore eyes,” said Steve from the bedroom as Lisa writhed and wriggled on the
bed. “I hate to break up this party but need to remind you that the actual
party starts in less than an hour and you haven’t done your make up yet.”
Helen lifted her
face from the steaming hot pussy for a moment to speak. “Nearly there darling,
give me two more seconds.” She curled her finger hard against Lisa’s pussy
wall, sucked her clitoris into her mouth and was rewarded with an intense
orgasm from the helpless teen.
“Oooooh!” Lisa
completely lost control of herself for a good half a minute. Panting and
moaning, she put her hand down to stroke her landlady’s head. “Thank you,” she
sighed. “That was incredible!”
“I think another
shower is in order,” laughed Helen to her husband. “We’ll be down in time if
you get out the way!”
Steve went back downstairs
to put the finishing touches to the party area. The
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