Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing June 7
It's nice being able to spend most of the day outside without clothes again. I
hate the British climate, I wish that Jon would take me to live somewhere round
the Mediterranean. Jon told me to wear my pussy chain all week.
Tuesday - Hannah gave me a ring then came round to see me. At first she looked a
bit shocked when I opened the door naked, but after a couple of seconds she, "I
don't know why I was surprised, with you wearing so little for work I should
have expected it." We went into the conservatory and talked for hours. I told
her all about my relationship with Jon, and some of our little 'experiences'.
After a while I could see that she was getting a little warm - to be expected in
a conservatory with the doors shut and the sun shining, an I suggested that she
take something off to get a bit cooler. After a little hesitation she took just
her top off showing me a nice little bra, so jokingly I said, "come on, you can
do better than that, get the lot off." "Well why not" she said, "after all we're
all girls together."
When she took her skirt off I was glad to see that she wasn't wearing any
knickers. Her little strip of blond pubic hair looked quite cute. Her breasts
are quite a lot bigger than mine and they bounced about as she moved. When she
sat down again she said, "don't you ever cross your legs? I've been staring at
your fanny and those rings and chain for ages." So I told her all about the
conditions of my employment and how Jon had put the rings in me. She was amazed,
and a couple of times she said, "all this talk about sex is turning me on."
I asked her about her experiences about being naked anywhere, and she said that
she'd thought and dreamt about being naked in public, but had never had the
courage until I'd talked her into going knickerless to work. I told her that I
knew the ideal was to start and got up and walked out into the garden. She
followed me and as we walked around she said, "are you sure that no one can see
us." "I thought that you wanted someone to see you?" I replied. "Yes, but ."
she said.
Hannah was starting to get used to being naked and actually said that it felt
good. After I'd asked her to come to see me again and told her that we'd go out
and have a bit of fun, she asked me what the scaffolding frame was for. I told
her that it was a sort of sun-bed and suggested that she tried it. After I told
her that it was quite comfortable she climbed onto it.
When she started relaxing a bit I went to the top and grabbed a wrist and tied
it down. It only took seconds because of the way that Jon had left it, and
before Hannah could ask me what I was doing I'd got the other wrist. She didn't
seem at all alarmed when I told her that the feeling of being tied down, naked
and totally helpless was a great turn-on and that she should try it for a few
minutes. As I gently pulled one of her legs to the corner to tie it there she
said, "No please." but it was so feeble that I just ignored her and then tied
the other ankle.
When she was totally spread-eagle I stood back and said, "You look good like
that, isn't that feeling of sexual excitement good? Look at that lovely pussy, I
can see the effect things are having on you." I reached out and ran a finger
gently over her slightly open lips and little clit. She moaned a bit and I
said, "doesn't that feel good?" I did it again and she moaned again, this time
louder. I can take a hint and I started working on her pussy with one hand and,
after a while, my mouth, while my other hand played with her big breasts.
She was just about on the point of cuming when I heard Jon say, "Well, what have
we got here?" He had arrived home and stripped-off without us hearing, and was
now stood just behind me. I stood up and Hannah said, "Oh my god!" and started
struggling. Jon walked all round Hannah looking closely at her and then said, "I
don't have to ask what you two have been up to, who are you anyway?" I
introduced them and say that Hannah was looking at Jon's dick that was starting
to get hard. Jon said, "Well carry on then, I don't want to spoil your fun."
It took a bit to get Hannah worked up again, but when she was she was moaning
even louder than before. Jon had taken advantage of my bent-over position and
was fucking me from behind. I came first, then Jon, then Hannah. Hannah is a
loud person when it comes to sex, it was a good job that we have a big back
garden and that there was no one in the fields at the bottom of the garden.
When things had calmed down Jon had another good (close) look at Hannah's body.
Hannah didn't look as nervous but said, "Can someone untie me please." "Not yet"
Jon said, and he touched her pussy. She moaned a bit and shuddered. "Want a real
cock in you do you?" She didn't say anything so Jon touched her pussy again.
This time it was a long touch and a finger went inside her. After gasping Hannah
said, "Yes, yes, please, please fuck me." Jon was never one for missing an
opportunity and he did just what Hannah asked. Her head was rolling from side to
side, and her body was heaving so much that her tits were wobbling about like
two big jellies.
The expression on Jon's face told me that he had cum again and he just stood
there for ages before pulling out of her with a big 'plop'. Jon told me to go
and get some food for him and to leave Hannah where she was. We both went
inside. When I'd got the food ready for Jon he told me to go and release Hannah
and I went back out to her. When she saw me she said, "That was incredible, but
can you please untie me?" When I had, I said, "Come on, let's go for a shower."
As soon as we got in the shower she started soaping me and then she started
kissing me. I was glad that she did, and I gave as good back.
It was Jon that broke the 'spell' by telling us to get out and get dried. When
we went downstairs (both still naked), Jon told me to tell him who Hannah was,
where we had met and everything else that I thought he should know. Hannah was
still a bit shy about being naked in front of Jon, but after a while she
relaxed. At the end of all the details Jon said, "Well if you want to show-off
your body to other people then you've come to the right man. I'm sure that
Vanessa will tell you that. Jon told me to tell Hannah about some of the
'exploits' that we'd had, and he left us to it.
Two hours later he returned and asked Hannah what she thought, "Fantastic" she
said, "will you let me come with you next time, I'll feel a lot safer if there's
3 of us." When Hannah finally left, Jon promised to let her know when we were
next going to have some fun.
The rest of the week was a bit dull and nothing worth putting in here happened.
When I went to work on the Friday night Hannah and me had lots of fun going out
into the crowds and getting groped. Hannah said that she had had 5 different
men's fingers in her pussy (not all at once) on one glass-collecting trip. I'd
only managed 2, but I'd spent a lot of time near the air jet and the manager had
made my skirt do a 'Marilyn Monroe' so many times that I lost count. Hannah had
been got a few times as well. There seemed to be a lot of men staying at that
end of the bar for quite some time that night.
Saturday June 12
Bit of a quiet day, we went into town but didn't have any fun. The only fun that
day was at work that night. Things had just started to liven up, Hannah was out
getting groped (sorry, collecting glasses) and I was stood over the air jet
showing all my jewellery when the music suddenly stopped and a voice said that
it was a police raid. Apparently there was some drugs being sold there on a
regular basis. The place was closed and after been questioned, all the hired
help were sent home. Hannah gave me a lift home and came in for a coffee and we
told Jon all about it. Jon decided that it was best that I didn't go back there
again and Hannah decided that she wasn't going back either.
Sunday June 13
No sooner that we'd got up the phone rang and someone asked if we were still
looking for someone to cut the grass. Jon said we were, and invited them to come
over that afternoon. It turned out to be a lad of about 15 who was looking for
some extra pocket money. He arrived just as some motor racing was starting on
the TV and Jon told me to take care of it. You should have seen the lad's face
when I opened the door naked. The poor lad just didn't know where to look, and
his face was the colour of a red pepper. When he finally spoke he said that he'd
come to see about the grass-cutting job, but asked if he should come back later.
I invited him in and we went into the kitchen. I told him what was expected of
him and how much he'd get paid. All the time he was looking everywhere except at
me. The lad's name was Trevor and he finally agreed to take the job. He said
he'd be along each weekend but didn't know which day as it depended on what else
he was doing. That didn't bother me and the excitement of him just turning-up
and getting a thrill just looking at me, perhaps without me even knowing, made
my pussy tingle a bit.
I took him to see the grass cutter and left him to it. About an hour later he
came to the back door to tell me that he'd finished, and to get his money. I had
to turn my back to him to get the money out of my purse, and 'accidentally'
dropped some. I bent over with my back to him and my legs apart. As I was
picking-up the coins I looked through my legs and saw him staring at my pussy
and re-arranging his trousers. The lad had got a hard-on.
When I was showing him I asked him when he'd be coming back. At first he'd said
that he wasn't sure, but in the end I made him promise that he'd be back the
next weekend. I hope I didn't frighten him away.
