| Riders, Chapter 3 Michelle Darling and I see a few more chapters yet for Riders as long as you readers want them! Sandy Tait swings her chrome plated Humvee through the gates and past the sign that reads.... "HIGHAM GREEN RIDING CENTRE" She reflects that this gaudy toy shows that her late, and unlamented husband, Jethro, never had a lick of taste in his entire body. Except, perhaps, for marrying Sandy! However, considering the cost of this beast, she's determined to keep using it. It has proven its worth during heavy snow and ice last winter at least. As she drops her speed to a crawl, she's passed by a gleaming BMW, heading in the opposite direction. In the glare of the headlights she can see a smiling Lola Richmond behind the wheel. Lola rarely smiles, but perhaps that's down to the well endowed tween seated besides her, on the front passenger seat. She's vaguely familiar to Sandy, Daisy, Daisy Price, no Daisy Preece! No more than thirteen but the body of a grown woman. Sandy's not going to forget a figure like that in a hurry! When Sandy arrives at the ancient, moss grown, stables, she turns left onto the parking area. Across from where she's pulled up is the giant, illuminated, shape, which is the marquee, erected for the Pony Club disco and fancy dress awards show. Music is still booming from the speakers as the lady D.J's, Susan Wolf, and Kirsty Keith, have raised the volume and moved on to heavier rock 'n roll, as the booze flows free! For most, the evening is still young. As Sandy swings her nylon sheathed legs, out and onto the damp grass, she admires them. You've still got it kid she thinks! Since her wild and frantic sex, in the rear of the massive vehicle, she's gone home, showered, and changed from her trademark skin tight slacks into a slinky cocktail dress. She still wears the five inch stilettos that add to her already considerable height. Carefully picking her way across the soft turf, not easy in stilettos, with a folder tucked under her arm, she enters the hot and noisy marquee, to hails and greetings from friends, and enemies! The same scene earlier! Lola Richmond has finished her horse trading with Donna, and now needs to find Jenny Sorrel, to tell her the deal is signed, sealed, and delivered. Eventually, moving easily through the throng, which parts before her as if she was an icebreaker under full steam, she finds her niece. In a darkened corner Jenny, and an even younger tween. From somewhere Jenny has acquired a tot of cherry brandy, a small sip moistens her full lips prettily. "It tastes lovely Krystal but you're too young to have any." For a just shy of her eleventh birthday girl to say this we can tell Krystal is even younger. For a not quite ten year old, Krystal is stunning! Already taller than Jenny, her silver blond hair hangs like a curtain to her boyish rump, her outfit is both flattering and immaculate. A snow white Empire type gown, that ends just short of her tiny dance pumps, sheathes her lithe body to good advantage. Jenny wants her, Jenny needs her, Jenny thinks she can have her. She moistens her lips with the sweet and sticky liqueur. "If you want a taste Krystal then come and kiss me." When their lips meet Krystal savours the tang of the expensive vintage. "More?" Krystal wants more, brandy and kisses, by the third kiss her pale face is flushed, Jenny kisses her again, and is about to drop her hands to the girls firm rear, when Lola clears her throat noisily and intentionally. "Krystal isn't it? Krystal Kane? Could you excuse us for a while please my dear? I need to talk to my niece." Lola slips an arm around the slim little beauty, and cannot resist the opportunity to pat her on her boyish bottom. Pressing the thin dress fabric her hand slithers over the girls silk panties. Along with Lola, many other of the Higham Green ladies, have marked Krystal as the new one they want to take to their bed, and initiate into the ways of lady love. "I'll see you by the dance floor Jenny!" Krystal waves and dances away. "We need to talk Jenny. I've closed the deal with Donna, I'm now on the committee, so now you fulfil the bargain and give her what she wants. Remember! You've never been with a woman before. You'll be reluctant, nervous, a bit scared. Only when she's worked hard to seduce you can you enjoy yourself. When you pleasure her be a tad amateurish. I know how hot you are but it will be supposed to be the first time you've fucked a lady. After a while she won't notice that you're an expert and she'll be too busy cumming to notice. Now go make yourself available." She swats Jenny on her rear, and before heading off herself to locate Marina Preece, leaves Jenny with sage advice. "You won't have to fake it with Donna, I'm told she's a fantastic lover with women or girls. Enjoy yourself my dear and make sure Donna is addicted to you." As Lola turns to leave, Jenny's voice makes her turn back for a moment. "Someone picked out for tonight auntie Lola?" "Well Jenny darling, with you not available tonight auntie needs a little entertainment, and I've just what I want lined up." "She won't make you cum like I do auntie!" "We'll see about that sweetie, and I'll be waiting for Donna to tell me you can come home, because you know what you do to me is so wonderful. But you concentrate on Donna now. Remember you're a virgin! Nobody has ever touched your lovely pussy. Try to look nervous for her, once she makes you cum you can do her like you do me. She's out there so go and get near to her, she's waiting and hot for you!" Lola heads out, closely tailed by Jenny, who spots Donna, and moves closer to her with her usual air of innocence. The mother of Daisy Preece is in need of a helping hand, Lola knows this from Donna's insider tip and advice, so she closes in on the small and harassed looking woman. As Lola nears her Marina looks up and smiles at her. "Lola! I should have known you'd be here. You never miss one of these events do you? I don't know what the girls of the pony club would do without the money you've backed it with." Marina is not only straight she is naïve, she moved to Higham six years ago with her co- author husband Andy, and is totally innocent of the lesbian nests that are all around her. She remains unaware that her daughter, Daisy, was, long ago, converted to Sapphic loving. Daisy also likes things rough, sexually, which suits Lola fine! Lola goes right to the heart of the problem. "Marina! My spies tell me you have a problem. You need somewhere and someone to park Daisy with while you're out of the country with Andy." "Where on earth did you hear that Lola? It's perfectly true of course. Andy and I have a new book out and the publishers want us to do a book signing tour of America. I mean the by line is "Andy and Marina Preece" so the book buyers will want both signatures on the books. We can't take Daisy with us as she's another month of school before the holidays start." "And that's where I can help you Marina! You know the size of the Manor House? There's only me and Jenny plus the domestics, I'd be more than happy to look after her till the school holidays. Even then I'll be opening up the villa in Spain so she could come over there with us. I'm sure she has her own passport?" Marina hears what she wants to hear and jumps at the chance. "Oh Lola would you? That's so wonderful of you!" "Let me make a suggestion Marina! Allow me to take Daisy home with me and have her stay the night, so she can look the Manor House over, and see if she fancies staying there with me and Jenny." Another deal is clinched, Marina talks to her sloe eyed daughter who, outwardly, seems calm and docile. Inside she's bubbling at the thought of big Lola's hands roughly handling her body, and the prospect of violent sex with the mannish seeming lady. In the hubbub of the crowded marquee Donna sits next to Jenny, her mouth close to her ear, speaking softly. "Lola tells me she's going to be very busy tonight and she's asked me to take you back to my place, to take care of you for the night and tomorrow morning." Jenny's smile is honey sweet. "Oh that would be lovely Donna! I'll be happy to go with you." Taking Jenny's hand in hers she leads her outside and across to her parked car. Donna and Jenny Interlude in the car As Donna Jones slips her car into gear she checks her seat belt, then, in turn, glances at the petite form of Jenny Sorrel, who is seated, similarly belted up, next to her, on the passenger seat. "Your auntie Lola has a lot on her plate at the moment Jenny, and she's asked me to look after you till she can get to my home to pick you up. She'll be busy for quite some time tonight." Jenny has lived up to her nickname of "Pink Jenny Sorrel" as usual today. Pink patent shoes with heels that are surprisingly high for a little moppet like her. Hand made, at a bespoke cobblers in London, at Lola's request but Jenny's command. They flatter her slender legs, slender though strong from five years of pony riding. Jenny can navigate on those heels like a super model on the catwalk! Her stockings are pink and white hooped, reaching above her knees to her lower thighs. Her dress is short and simple, ending above her knees, showing the silky skin of her sleek thighs. It is of course candy cane pink! Cinched tightly around her narrow waist with a pink, satin, sash. Matching ribbons in her silky, blond hair. As Donna turns her car out of the gateway of Higham Green Riding Club her throat is thick with excitement, her nipples are like stones, her pussy is wet and throbbing with desire for the tiny form sitting besides her. As the car cruises smoothly along the deserted road she casually drops one hand onto the fuzzy material of Jenny's stocking. Donna squeezes the soft flesh beneath the stocking's folded top. "You can stay at my house till Lola's free to collect you Jenny. No problems, you can have Angie's bed or one of the spare rooms, whichever you prefer." Jenny's already sure, she wants to be fucked in Angie's bed, she wants to fuck Donna, in Angie's bed, she wants their cum stains on Angie's sheets. She savours the warmth of Donna's strong fingers on her knee, but decides she mustn't look like she's enjoying it too much too soon. "That's fine Donna! Auntie Lola says you're a lady of your word and can always be trusted to do what's right. She said she wouldn't trust me with anyone else." Donna's foolish smile is matched by Jenny, though if Donna takes her eyes off the road she'll see a very different kind of smile on Jenny's face. It's the smile of a seductress who knows her victim is just ripe for the plucking. Almost unconsciously, Donna's fingers move higher on Jenny's thigh, till they encounter the girl's satiny skin. Jenny wriggles slightly, as if she's uncomfortable with what's happening. In fact she loves the feeling of Donna's skilled touch on her flesh, but is afraid that if Donna moves much higher, she'll feel that the crotch of her pink panties are already sticky with her pussy cream. Donna eases her hand back down to Jenny's knee while humming softly in her throat. After a little while, as though of it's own accord, her hand moves back again, a little higher even than before, till she's stroking smooth skin once more. Jenny projects a false air of nervousness even as her small clit is hard and free of it's wet, pink, sheath. Donna's car bores on into the night! Interlude in Angie's bedroom "This is Angie's room Jenny, you can sleep here if you like it." Like it Jenny does! The Jones home is smaller than Lola's palatial residence but it's been expensively furnished and with great taste. Jenny is looking forward to what Donna is planning to do to her, and has some interesting thoughts on how she'll drive Donna insane with desire soon. "Wait here Jenny, I've a present I've bought for you, just sit yourself down and I'll be right back." Donna hurries along the landing to her bedroom, wrenches off the little, black, cocktail dress, she wore to the Pony Club dance. She hurls the expensive scrap of satin into the corner then unhooks her bra. Her large, melon shaped, breasts, swing free. Stepping out of the silken wisp of her panties she's briefly naked. Slipping into an ivory silk robe, thigh length, she knots the chord around the curve of her belly. Dragging open a drawer in her dresser she removes two packages, then heads back to her daughter's room, and Jenny her pink siren! "I thought of you when I saw these, when I was shopping in London last week. They're just you! You'll love sleeping in these. Try them on I'm sure they'll fit." Hooked! Jenny thinks, but projects a "you want me to undress here and now in front of you" attitude. She paints a doubtful look onto her pretty face. "Oh dear! Don't be shy Jenny. I want to see just how lovely you look in my presents." With a skill that an Oscar winner might envy, Jenny begins to undress, with a subtle show of reluctance. When the buttons of her dress have yielded to her small fingers, she slips out of it, and neatly folds it then places it on top of the dresser. Under her dress she wears pink panties and a pink cropped top. Not that she needs a bra of any sort with her flat chest, but against her white skin her undies look so sexy! Crossing her arms neatly she peels her top off, Donna moistens her lips at the sight of Jenny's dark and erect nipples. When Jenny pulls down her panties Donna groans softly. The sight of her perfect, camel toe, pussy, is almost too much for Donna's self control, she wants to lunge at Jenny and feel her hot body pressed against her own. Donna fears she'll cum just looking at Jenny. In her aroused state she fails to notice the faint sheen of pussy juice on Jenny's neat labia. A legacy of Donna's earlier caresses in the car. Then Jenny turns, bending down to pick the smaller package off the bed. She flirts her round rump "accidentally" at Donna, her buttocks part just enough to give Donna a glimpse of the rose/brown pucker of her anus. The first package contains a pair of pink, seamed, self support stockings. Sized for a petite pre teen. Sitting on the edge of the bed, removing her own stockings, she grants Donna a view of her coral pink depths. Rolling her own stockings and placing them with her dress, top, and panties, she pulls on the sheer, pink, ones. The wide, elasticized, tops, grip her thighs neatly. The second package contains a pink, baby doll, nightdress. A perfect fit for little Jenny. She stands and smiles at Donna once she's slipped into it. "They're lovely, thank you so much Donna!" "Not as lovely as you are Jenny" Donna's restraint cracks! Crossing to the bed she sprawls next to her tiny temptress. Pulling her into her arms, Jenny stiffens her body, pretending sudden fright, while awaiting Donna storming her body with her mouth and fingers. "I love you Jenny!" Donna's lips press down on Jenny's, who teases by keeping hers tight until Donna's tongue forces it's way inside for a fierce kiss. When her mouth is briefly freed Jenny conjures up a shaky voice. "What are doing Donna? What do you mean you love me? I know you do, you've always said that." "Not like that, like this!" Donna's mouth crushes down again while her hand slides under the hem of the nightdress to trail across the girl's flat belly. Jenny doesn't have to manufacture either the moan or the shudder of delight, but surely makes Donna believe she's still scared. Like a striking snake Donna's mouth lands on one of Jenny's over sized nipples, sucking hard on it through the sheer material of the nightdress. Jenny makes her final, fake, gesture. "Donna.... What are you.... No please!" Then Donna's hand moves between her thighs as her mouth frees Jenny's bloated nipple. "Don't fight me love! I'm going take you to heaven!" While her fingers knead Jenny's now wet labia, Donna wriggles down till her face is poised above Jenny's silk smooth vulva. Her free hand bunches up the hem of the nightdress, then eases Jenny's pale thighs apart. Her mouth caresses the girls pouting pussy lips, then the tip of her tongue enters Jenny's sopping crease, to explore the depths of her immature vagina. "Oh Donna! Oh my! Oh my lord! Oh I do love you! Please love me some more." As her hands clutch Donna's head, pressing the woman's eager mouth against her throbbing flesh, Jenny's body arches in the grip of her approaching orgasm. But on her face is a huge smile of triumph! Donna, like so many other women, is now a slave to the little, pink, goddess! The bedroom echoes to Jenny's genuine moans of pleasure, her thighs flex, clench on Donna's head, then splay wide again. Her hips heave up and a volcanic squirt soaks Donna's face, mouth, and breasts. Caught in the grip of multiple cums her small body writhes, shudders, then her scream shakes the room! On the way to The Manor House Lola and Daisy A gleaming new BMW cruises down a quiet country lane on its way to Lola's massive country home ,"The Manor House"! Not her ancestral residence, when her brother and her were building their financial empire, Jasper, her late brother, purchased it from an impoverished noble family. Lola's brief and artificial marriage to Sir Arthur Richmond account for her second name and the divorce settlement that funded Lola's rise to financial power. Now refurbished and modernised it's a target for tourists and their cameras. Lola pulls up at the iron gates then turns to the patient Daisy. "Here we are dear, I hope you'll like it here. It's a little late for the grand tour, tomorrow I'll show you round the Manor. You can bed down once we get in. I'll have a room opened up for you, you see Jenny shares my bed when she's home. She's not here tonight of course." Daisy's smile is slow and sleepy. "Oh don't put yourself out for me Ms Richmond, I'm sure your bed's big enough for both of us." Lola smiles back at the girl besides her. "Please Daisy! Do like Jenny does and call me auntie Lola. If you're going to stay with us I can't have you calling me Ms Richmond all the time." Tapping a button on the dashboard causes the huge gates to swing silently open, as Lola's car moves up the drive, they close behind it just as silently. As the car halts at the main doors it's greeted by a tall, severe, young woman, in a dark trouser suit. "Take the car round to the garages Toni! I'll show Daisy upstairs. You lock up, I won't need to see you till the morning." "Of course Ms Lola! Goodnight and sleep well." Lola doesn't notice, or ignores, the sly and cynical smile on Toni's face, as she slides behind the wheel and tools off towards the garage complex. She ushers Daisy into the massive hall and up the grand staircase. "I'm sorry that nothing of Jenny's is big enough to fit you and all my things are much too large for you." "That's fine auntie Lola I always sleep naked anyway!" Lola grins hugely. "I'll bet you do!" Spinning lightly for so big a woman she folds her arms around Daisy, crushing her to her formidable body, Daisy clamps her hands onto Lola's substantial rump, crushing them together, they kiss violently! Locked together, part way up the oak stairway, they clutch and grope at each others bodies. Lola wrenches her mouth free. "God I just knew I could see it in you! Come with me!" Daisy's hand is gripping the crotch of Lola's trousers, kneading her labia powerfully, as Lola sweeps her effortlessly off her feet to carry her off to her bedroom. As they reel through the door they're tearing at each others clothes, by the time they hit the huge bed they're naked. Daisy, at barely thirteen, has the voluptuous body of a grown woman. Lola is just big in every dimension, not fat and flabby, solid and rubbery, like a painting by Rubens. Daisy rolls on top of her, biting at her breasts and nipples hard enough to quickly raise big bruises on her dark and swarthy skin. One hand is back between Lola's thighs, ploughing the wet flesh of her meaty labia. Lola's big hands claw at the girls back, raising welts on her soft skin, even while Lola writhes under Daisy's wild love making. "Fuck me baby! Fuck me hard and make me cum!" Daisy, her mouth on Lola's neck, laughs out loud. "Oh yeah auntie L we both want it hard don't we? Turn around and get on your hands and knees!" In a flash Lola rolls over, kneeling and spreading her thighs, from the rear, her pussy is red and wet, oozing with her juices. The girl, enflamed with desire, plasters her mouth to Lola's soft flesh. The big woman shudders and yells. "Jesus Fucking Christ baby! Hard as you can, I love it!" Daisy shoves two fingers deep into Lola's rear, past her sphincter, into her anal canal, right to her third knuckles. The other fingers join the attack on Lola's swollen pussy, burrowing deep into her sopping flesh, till her vaginal muscles lock on the girls fingers. As Daisy licks and sucks like a mad thing she pumps Lola's cunt and arse violently. Lola's hands lock on the oak headboard, fingers clenched till the knuckles go white. "OH FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" Her whole body shudders from head to toe, those heavy thighs tremble as if she's about to collapse, then her orgasm smashes through her. Her thick cream soaks Daisy's face as she pounds on at Lola's twin holes, until the big woman flops face down on a silk counterpane, now stained with splashes of her heavy discharge. Lola lays there, breathing hard, her gypsy dark body streaked with sweat, twitching in the aftermath of Daisy's near rape of her sex and anus. Then she rolls over to stare at the feverish girl's face. "You like doing it hard baby, do you like taking it hard?" "Oh yeah auntie L! I love it hard and fast, you gonna do me like that now?" Lola doesn't have to part the girl's thighs, Daisy's spread them wide. Lola's wide palm lands on the girl's plump vulva, which is lightly dusted with silky, copper coloured, hairs. Rubbing hard on the already wet labia, Lola kneels, staring into Daisy's glazing eyes, then increases the speed and pressure of her hand. The girl is braced on her hands, gazing down as Lola's hand flashes faster and faster up and down. Daisy gulps and gasps, wriggles on her rounded rump, then heaves her hips forward. Lola feels the spray of Daisy's squirt blast against her hand, spurting between her fingers, as the girl howls aloud. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Shit don't stop! Harder! Lola works on until Daisy falls back shattered by a series of explosive cums. Already though Lola has a glint in her eye. She's ready for more, and so she suspects will the curvy girl be again soon. Donna and Jenny Donna gazes down at Jenny's slender form, her thighs and belly smeared with the splatter of her huge squirt. The nightdress, discarded as Jenny writhed through orgasm, lays discarded on the floor. The stockings still adorn her legs and thighs, though wrinkled. Donna's silk robe is gone leaving her gloriously naked. "Tell me you loved it Jenny, tell me you've wanted me to show you how much I love you and wanted you." Jenny's mind is clear again after the bliss of Donna's mouth on her taut pussy, now to reel in the hooked fish. "Oh Donna if only I'd known how wonderful it would be! I want you to show me more, teach me more, teach me everything there is to know." Donna's whole body is afire with the need to drown herself in Jenny's soft body. She knows what she'll do next. Taking Jenny's narrow hips in her hands, Donna settles back while lifting the girl across her supine body. Settling her down, belly to belly, guiding her wet pussy down onto Donna's wet pubis. "Like this baby, just push with your hips, back and forth, now!" Holding Jenny's delicate pelvic bones in her hands she urges her to rub their wet labia against each other. Jenny feigns clumsiness at first then allows herself to fall into a rhythm. Donna's eyelashes flutter down, her eyes close, as she glories in the fires burning, blazing, between her thighs. Eyes closed she cannot see the wild eyed expression on Jenny's face. Lost in her mounting orgasm she doesn't realise that Jenny's now in command, grinding her wet mound into Donna, riding her like one of Donna's horses. Donna's locked into the fantasy she's had for so long. Jenny is fucking her like a boy would. The bed shakes as Jenny's thin body humps harder and faster upon Donna's trembling form, Donna moans, then groans, then her climax arrives with a shrill howl of passion. She doesn't notice as Jenny explodes again into sexual madness. A grown woman, a slender child, pump out their pussy juice as they rock and roll into total collapse. They lay there, bodies smeared with each others juices, breathing fast, then gradually slower. Jenny isn't finished by any means, she thinks that Donna needs a lot more to sate her and to transform her into Jenny's willing slave. Wriggling down Donna's body till she's face down and inches from Donna's sopping pussy. "Please Donna! Let me! I want you to love me so much, just leave it all to me." Donna, floating on a sea of white hot desire, is too lost in this sexual insanity, to wonder at a "virgin" taking charge like this. Jenny's soft lips kiss her bloated labia, lick the silky flesh, tongue's the tip of her hardened clitoris. Donna, eyes squeezed shut, teeth clenched, sucks in great gulps of air as Jenny expertly takes her to the heights again. For all Donna's long experience with women and girls, she's never felt anything like this before. A huge pressure is mounting inside her, a heavy weight seems to have appeared deep in her vagina, Jenny's tongue slides even further inside her. Donna convulses, a fountain of white, milky fluid, erupts from her parted labia, and her first squirt ever soaks her and Jenny like rain. Donna's screams of passion leave her throat raw. It's as if a madness is on her, she should be exhausted, she should be burnt out! She lunges at Jenny, grips her ankles, rolls her back so that her shoulders take her weight and her feet almost touch her shoulders. Jenny's perfect crease is exposed to Donna's lips and tongue, stretched tight, she seizes handfuls of the bedspread as Donna licks her from her tight arse ring and down the length of her pussy. Stiffening that tongue she enters Jenny's pink softness to caress the nub of her small clitoris. Jenny's body arches and stiffens as another explosive orgasm blasts through her small frame. Donna is all Lola said she would be. An insatiable lover! Jenny wants to give her one more wild ride though. Tangled together, the bedding twisted into a knot, sheets stained with multiple doses of pussy juice, the woman and child recline in silence for a while. Now though Jenny is ready to play a trump card that she knows Lola loves, and she figures Donna will loose all control when she makes her move. Moving stealthily until she's once more gazing at Donna's labia, dark and flushed with blood from their explosive sex, she lets her nimble fingers tease the lips then move deeper. Donna stirs, spreads her thighs wider, sighs dreamily. "Mmmm Jenny that feels wonderful. More! More!" Jenny's hand is small, Donna's vagina is slick and awash from her repeated cums, folding her thumb onto her palm Jenny slowly twists her entire hand into Donna's pussy. Donna's no longer sleepy and dreamy. "Oh fuck! Do me Jenny, right inside, hard now!" Donna's plump labia are pressed against Jenny's thin wrist, as she pumps her fist in and out of Donna's satiny flesh, twisting her hand like a corkscrew. Donna plants the soles of her feet on the mattress, her shoulders support her upper torso, her knees bend. Slowly her body arches, she reaches down to take hold of Jenny's wrist, driving it in and out furiously fast. All of Jenny's fist touches wet flesh as thousands of nerve endings send amazing messages to Donna's brain. She bucks with frightening power against Jenny's thrusts then climaxes like she never has in her life! At first writhing and making nonsense noises deep in her throat, wild yelling, screams, she finally slumps into an exhausted daze. With a moist, sucking noise, Jenny slides her hand from Donna's flooded depths, then smiles down at the dazed woman. Donna is hers from now on! Settling against Donna's warm body she snuggles against her so she'll be there when the woman awakes. The first thing she'll see and desire. Lola and Daisy Squeezing Daisy's firm rump, hard, Lola bites on the underside of the girl's large breast. "I've got just the thing for both of us baby, be right back to you." Daisy lolls back on the coverlet, ogling the exaggerated swing of Lola's wide hips and amazing dark, full moon, rear end. One of the oak wall panels turns out to be a cupboard, Lola rummages inside to return quickly. She's carrying a hinged box. "My toy box dear! I'm sure you'll enjoy these!" The first is easy to identify. The harness of a strap-on, then a tube of lubricant. The third and fourth items are two small plastic cases with two wires and terminals. Daisy, as knowing as she is, has never seen them before. The fourth is obvious, a glass dildo. Lola struggles into the harness, tucking the internal cock into her ready pussy. She tightens the straps and Velcro then squeezes a large bead of lube onto the thick, rubber, cock. Smearing it liberally onto the thick barrel and bulging knob leaves the black rubber glistening in the light from the wall sconces. "How do you like it dear?" Daisy answers the question by rolling onto her hands and knees then pointing her plump rear at the big woman. Lola steps up onto the bed, takes the girls hips in her hands, then thrusts deep into her pussy. Each heave of her wide hips drives the length of rubber home with a wet slapping noise. "You like it hard you get it hard!" The girl howls and screams as she's hammered with eight inches of firm rubber, her cheek's pressed against the mattress, and her eyes standing out of her head. Lola's breasts and belly are streaming with sweat as her own orgasm boils up inside her. The girl bucks and heaves, drenching the phallus that's driven her crazy with spurts of her fluids. Lola collapses onto the quivering girl while they both gasp for breath. From beneath the harness Lola's cream flows freely down her thighs. Then she mounts the girl again, driving the rubber, smeared with Daisy's cum, right up her tight arse hole. The girl rears back, growling in arousal, as Lola rapes her rear canal. Lola clamps her hands on the girl's full breasts as they cum, almost together, madly. Sprawled alongside the trembling girl Lola smirks with satisfaction. Her appetites are huge and she's sure she's exhausted another hot, young, prospect. Though this one seems to share her ravenous need for rough, almost violent, sex. A few words now to show young Daisy that no more's expected of her. "You can rest now dear! I'm sure you need it." "Don't stop auntie L, don't stop now, you're just fantastic." Lola's smirk transforms into a surpised and admiring expression. " Well done darling, aunties got wonderful toys for us to finish off with." Wriggling out of her harness and ignoring the dildo, Lola selects the two wired boxes. At the end of each wire is a rubber piece shaped like a snake's forked tongue. She sets the first one around Daisy's swollen clit. "Hold that in place dear! Jenny and I love this!" No sign shows on Daisy's face at these words, but the girl files it away. She's well known to the older huntresses of the Green, but the knowledge that Lola's fucking her own niece has never been mentioned. Maybe a small lever for future use? Lola repeats the process with her own large clitoris. Then hands one control to the puzzled girl. "This controls the one on my pussy, I've got the one for yours, see how this feels." Twisting the knurled control knob sends a wasp buzz through the room and Daisy howls and shudders. "Now mine dear!" Lola grunts, lolling back, then yelps as Daisy turns the contol higher again. Both woman and girl feel the explosive vibrations pounding the flesh of their clitoris's. As they vie to see who'll loose it first they both twist the power higher and higher. Lola's bellow rocks the room as she climaxes explosively. Her pussy overflows with a huge and creamy flow! "Aaaahhhh!" Daisy writhes on the mattress, whipping her hips around so hard blobs of her juice splatter her, Lola, and the bedding. The forked vibrators fall away as the pair lay twitching. In a room, higher in the huge building, Toni, Lola's Jill of all trades, eases her fingers out of her soaked pussy. Before her, on a large monitor screen, she's staring at the exhausted pair sprawled across the rumpled bed. Now she has Lola taped with two different girls! Frequently fucking her niece and now with the Preece's daughter! "She'll never spot those mini cams or the mikes. I'll teach her to take me for granted!" Toni, soon, will find a use for these X rated recordings. Soon, Lola, the arch plotter and intriguing genius, will have her own problems. Epilogue In one bedroom Donna stirs in her sleep, opens her eyes, and sees the form of her tiny lover snuggled besides her. Her hands stroke the silken flesh, Jenny has been hers but she has to have more of her, much more, the addiction is already there like crack cocaine. In another bedroom the lush body of Lola Richmond savours the glow, and admittedly the pain, of the violent sex that's just ended. How did Donna know about Daisy and her wonderful talents when Lola did not? The women of the inner circle know nothing of the girl's abilities in bed either. Lola is determined to investigate! In the still crowded marquee Sandy Tait has concluded her brief business details and that folder has been handed over to the appropriate person. Now Sandy's as horny as hell and needs some pussy soon. Spotting the elegant form of her daughter, Cara, near the dance floor she moves towards her. Sandy has felt the magnetic tug of her daughter's body for some time now, she's also sure Cara thinks her mother wants what she wants too. Perhaps tonight should be the night that Sandy and Cara discover what mother and daughter love can be.
Sex, Seduction, Intriguing, Jockeying for power and position, The Riders will be back! |