Caress (4 page)

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 together again, but with the ticking of the clock loud in her ears, Grace roughly pushed them apart and reached up, caressing Laura’s hips with one hand while swirling the tip of the brush round and round her needy, damp clitoris. Almost immediately, with a loud despairing cry, Laura’s body went into a spasm as her climax flooded through her.

Watching Laura, and imagining only too well how she must feel, Grace was shocked to realize that she was becoming aroused herself. Giving the other girl such pleasure had made her own body feel heavy, and the stimulation of her vulva by the carpet was increasing her excitement.

Quickly she got up and moved across to Amy. Approaching the other girl she saw that Amy’s top lip was already beaded with sweat and her chest showed the pink flush of sexual arousal. Grace knew then that her decision to work on Laura first had been right.

“Laura, you only lasted fifteen minutes,” said Andrew, his voice breaking the silence in the room. “Hopefully you can do better, Amy.”

The tension in Amy’s body increased, and Grace realized she could use that to her advantage. Swiftly she massaged Amy’s breasts and body in the same way as she had Laura’s, but when she parted her thighs and opened her up, her own fingers trembling with a mixture of fear and shameful excitement, she saw that Amy still wasn’t as aroused as her twin had been at this stage.

Again she repeated the previous pattern, letting her finger brush against the side of the as yet relatively small clitoris, but Amy was still nowhere near an orgasm.

Grace tried to put herself in Amy’s position, working out what would work better, as she was obviously controlling her well-trained body with every ounce of willpower she possessed. After a pause, Grace knew what she had to do, but wasn’t sure she could make herself do it. Before her initiation into the Dining Club she could never have imagined herself making love to another woman, but she had no choice if she wanted to pass this part of the trial.

Holding Amy open with her hands, she buried her head between her thighs and let her tongue do the work, running it softly up and down the increasingly wet flesh, then swirled it around the now rapidly swelling clitoris. Amy was breathing heavily by this time, and Grace sensed that it wouldn’t be long before she climaxed.

“Only five minutes to go,” said Andrew.

Grace realized that hearing his words, Amy had let her guard down. Quickly she drew the sensitive clitoris into her mouth and sucked on it very lightly. This delicate pressure on the mass of highly aroused nerve endings caught Amy by surprise and with a protesting cry of “No!” her whole body convulsed. The wide strap fastening her to the pole dug deeply into her tender flesh as she doubled forward.

Watching Amy’s pleasure spill, and hearing her tiny cries of delight mixed with frustration, Grace realized she was close to an orgasm too. Quickly she started to get up, but the soft carpet brushed against her open, damp vulva as she moved and her body trembled as the hot pleasure engulfed her.

Andrew released the twins, and glanced down at Grace, appreciation and admiration in his brown eyes. “You clearly enjoyed yourself too,” he said with a half-smile.

“Make the most of it,” said Amber, leading a downcast Amy out of the door. “I trust you enjoy this evening as much. Being hooded and bound isn’t to everyone’s taste.”

Suddenly the room was silent. The clock had stopped, the twins, Andrew and Amber had left and Grace was alone with David. “What does she mean?” she asked fearfully.

“She shouldn’t have said anything,” replied David, looking down at her sitting on the soft carpet. “You have no idea how exciting that was for me. I’ve never wanted you as much as I do at this moment,” he added, his voice thick with passion. “At least you’re mine until dinner, and I know exactly what I’m going to do with you.” His eyes were bright with a strange, unsettling excitement.

“Shouldn’t I rest?” asked Grace.

“My darling girl, surely you understand by now that what you want this weekend doesn’t matter, and we have two hours before you need to dress for dinner.”

Grace began to shake, stumbling twice as she climbed the stairs, her mind full of dark images conjured up by Amber’s words and the expression on her lover’s face a few minutes earlier.

“Time for you to change,” said David, pushing her into their bedroom. Swiftly peeling off her corset he opened a bedside drawer. “This is what you’ll be wearing for the next two hours.”

Marina Anderson is the pseudonym of a British author. Her novels have sold over half a million copies worldwide and she is a
Sunday Times
bestseller.

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