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The Teasing Taylors – Part 6
A pony ride – and an orgasm
Coco Allcourt looked at her niece, Anna Taylor, and smiled.
“Let me guess, Anna,” she said, “Mrs Manners said it would be much more exciting if when you ride him, you have your bare pussy rubbing on his back?”
Anna giggled. “That’s dead right, auntie,” she said. “In fact she reckoned I’d almost certainly have an orgasm. Tell me she’s right!”
Coco walked to the couch and settled down on it. “Different people cum in different ways, darl,” she said. Then she had an idea. “Pass me that bikini bottom, there’s a sweetie.”
Anna tossed her aunt the gleaming black garment and snapped the leash onto her uncle’s throat collar.
Coco sniffed the shiny thong-style bikini bottom. “Phew,” she announced, “that sure smells of hot crotch!”
She looked up at Mrs Manners who was standing by the slave, waiting to assist the 16-year-old into position on his back. “You thinking what I’m thinking, Mrs M?”
The former pornstar beamed. “Well, since little Miss Anna’s not wearing them knickers any more, it seems a shame to let ‘em go to waste, don’t you think, madam?”
“I agree,” said her employer. “Anna, why don’t you ask Rick if he’d like to wear your briefs while he’s riding you around? And if he does, then make him ask nicely.”
The naked blonde tossed the garment from where she was seated, next to Emma, and Mrs Manners caught it, then handed it to the teenager.
“Wave it in front of his face, m’dear,” she said. “Let him get a nice whiff of it.”
Anna took the panties from Mrs Manners and stepped in front of the 35-year-old, and drew the shiny black garment slowly across his face.
“How’s that uncle?” she asked, teasingly, as she noticed Rick inhale deeply as the PVC was dragged across his nostrils. “Reckon they’d smell nice on your face?”
“Yes, Anna,” said the polite soon-to-be-ponied slave, “they smell absolutely wonderful. May I please wear them on my face as you ride me?”
Anna dragged out her teasing. “Well, before I make up my mind, let me freshen them up, uncle, then you can taste them, eh? Good idea?”
The slave nodded. “Yes, Anna, a very good idea,” he panted.
Anna placed the crotch piece of the bikini bottom between her legs and rubbed it up and down her shaven pussy for a moment or two, then pushed it – gusset facing him – to her uncle.
“Now sniff it, then kiss it, then lick it, uncle!” the girl snapped, now sounding much more bossy, much less of a tease.
Rick did as he was told, taking a deep breath to take in the girl’s pussy aromas, then he kissed the damp crotch, then he licked it.
“Still want it, uncle?” asked the bare-pussied youngster.
“Yes please, Anna,” the slave panted, “I want it more than ever now, please put it on my face!”
At last the girl relented and pulled the bikini bottom over Rick’s face, arranging the gusset so it was planted firmly over his mouth and nose.
Then Mrs Manners arrived with a clothes peg, which she used to clip the back of the bikini against the man’s head, thus making it spread tautly over his features.
“And now you can climb aboard, little Miss Anna,” said Mrs Manners, holding out a hand to the girl to assist her to settle on the slave’s back.
Anna eased herself down on Rick’s strong back, giving out a little “Oooh, that feels great” as her wet minge mashed down on the small of his back. Squirming around a little to get comfy, she took the leash passed from Mrs Manners and pulled it tight. Then she accepted a riding crop from the cook.
“Now my dear,” instructed the ex-pornstar, “feet up off the carpet so he takes your full weight, then a slap across his bottom to get him to walk on. And remember, ponies often need a reminder from the crop!”
Coco snuggled up to Emma, and put an arm around her. “Enjoying it, Emm?” she asked, as the naked man started to crawl around the room after Anna’s initial stroke and a snapped “Walk on!”
“Ooooh, auntie, it’s terrific, we’re having such fun,” said the red-bikinied beauty, her eyes not straying from her sister swaying and squirming on Uncle Rick’s straining back as he rode her around the Games Room.
Mrs Manners, for her part, walked slowly around alongside the crawling slave, his face covered by the black PVC bikini bottom, his cock swaying beneath him, thick and engorged. She knew, as an experienced “riding mistress” that Mr Rick would have no problems being ridden by his young niece – he often too much more weight when either herself, or Vanessa or Madam was doing the riding!
Coco watched with interest, too, but as she did, her moved her right arm around Emma’s shoulders and cupped the girl’s right breast, feeling its firmness in the red PVC bra.
As she did, Emma snuggled closer and then – to Coco Allcourt’s surprise and delight - the girl’s right hand moved across her body to caress the 40-year-old’s big, right breast, tweaking the nipple till it was erect.
Encouraged by the youngster’s forwardness, the lady of the house pushed her hand inside the shiny right bra and stroked Emma’s wonderful young breast. Her nipple needed no tweaking – it was as hard as an acorn!
Then, just to make sure, she wasn’t getting wrong signals, Coco leaned over and kissed Emma full on the mouth. The teenager opened her mouth and the 16-year-old and the 40-year-old tongue kissed, avidly. The older woman spread her thighs, and in an instant, Emma moved her hand from the big breast to the shaved snatch and began to stroke it.
This little sexual encounter wasn’t lost on Mrs Manners, and to take her mind off the lesbian display, she called out to Anna: “Don’t forget to keep working on him with the crop, little missy!” Anna didn’t.
By now, Rick’s body was displaying a nice sheen of sweat as his muscles worked to carry Anna around the Games Room and then, with two minutes showing on the clock counting down in front of Coco and Emma, the teenager on the “pony’s” back began to get red in the face and to writhe more on the man’s bare back.
Just before the clock reached zero, the 16-year-old gasped “Ooooh, fuck” and then she reined the slave to a halt and as her orgasm crashed through her crotch she rained down blow after blow on Rick’s right buttock. Then, with a beatific smile on her face, Anna dismounted, unpegged her panties from his face, and pulled him to his feet.
“Thank you, uncle, that was such a lovely ride,” she said, planting a kiss on his mouth. Then, with a little giggle, she added: “I think I must have cum!”
Coco looked intently at her husband and saw that his cock was semi-erect and twitching - and drooling pre-cum from his thick-lipped foreskin over his inner right thigh. What a sweetie, she thought!
“Now, my dear,” said Mrs Manners, leaning over Emma and holding out her hand. “Let’s see what you can roll on the wheel of fortune, shall we?”
Emma walked with the bare-breasted and bare-pussied cook to the wheel and spun. At first, it came up “Pony Riding” and since – in this version of the game, at least, a double-up was not permitted, Emma had to spin again.
This time, to the accompaniment of a little whoop of joy from the teenager, the wheel stopped on “Face sitting”.
Mrs Manners smiled. “More fun for a hot young crotch, eh, Miss Emm? Right, let’s get him on the bench. I’ll show you what we have to do.”
Then turning to the cock-erecting slave, the 50-year-old added: “Get the bondage bench out, sir, you know the drill!”
By the time Rick had dragged the heavily-padded bench with its gleaming black rubber into the middle of the Games Room, his cock was now in full-blown hard-on!
To be continued.