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Saturday morning dawned bright and clear, and I prepared myself by
putting on my sample of Rhonda's pearly bathing suit, which I covered
with a very thin white cotton shirt and skirt. I finished the outfit
with cork-heeled sandals and a wide straw sun hat, then headed with my
samples to the marina.
The Griffin seemed huge, as I stood on the dock with one hand holding
my hat against the wind, and the other clutching my sample case, and
requested permission to come aboard. I was right on time, as we were
scheduled to sail shortly, so I stowed my samples where I was directed,
and enjoyed the hospitality of the after-deck, as a young girl brought
me a rum punch which I wisely decided to sip very slowly. Soon
afterward, the last two passengers arrived, and an elderly woman on the
flying bridge gave the order to cast off. The little waitress jumped
to handle the bow line, as a woman in her fifties let loose the stern,
and we were underway.
Sailors the world over must have only one thing on their minds, and
certainly the male inhabitants of that marina waved at us as though I
and the waitress were not the only ones on board under the age of
fifty. But I also noticed that this crew was an unusually fit looking
bunch for the over-fifty set. These were women who spent their wealth
on tennis lessons, fitness spas and tanning salons. They wore the
latest fashions in deck-wear, and swim suits from Rodeo Drive, and I
began to despair. How could I sell lingerie to these women who already
had everything? Well, I thought, I would just have to find a way.
As soon as we were out of sight of land, Captain Mary Caldwell slowed
the engines and turned the wheel over to another woman. She descended
the gangway from the flying bridge and greeted me. She was a good
5'10", with steely grey hair and a slim figure which hid itself under
white work-shirt and dungarees. "Well Madame, what have you to show us
today?" she demanded, with a look that held a hint of humour.
That look was all the cue I needed, so I replied, "Madame Captain, I
see that we are nine women here, and yet I am uncertain as to who are
officers and who are swabbers of the decks. So I have uniforms to show
you! Would you like to try on the Captain's uniform?" She did want to
try one, so I handed her the small white bundle, and disappeared into
the cabin. Soon she was back, wearing the sheer white shirt with the
four gold captain's stripes at the cuffs, and the strategically placed
pockets which failed to hide her deep brown nipples. I had included a
white satin bikini panty, and of course the Captain had retained her
cap. Altogether, she looked both smart and sexy, and everyone
applauded and whistled at her entrance.
I told her that I could prepare shirts with only three stripes for her
lieutenants, so she introduced Andrea, who was at the wheel; and Gina,
whose hard full tits on a body approaching sixty made one suspect
silicon.
"What do the crew uniforms look like?" called out a woman who was
wrapped from neck to toe in a red sarong.
"Since you ask," replied the captain, "perhaps you could model it for
us." So that woman accepted my bundle, and went into the cabin. She
was back even faster than the captain had been, wearing basically the
same sheer shirt, but with a wisp of blue silk scarf around the neck,
instead of the officer's stripes. She received the same applause, as I
explained that I had not had time to arrange for sailor caps.
The most noticeable thing about this woman was her skin. She was the
palest person I had ever seen. Instantly the captain ordered, "Someone
find some number 30 sun block for Olivia, and get it on her!" Quickly
the woman named Olivia was seated in a deck chair, as two other women
slathered her legs with sun lotion. The commotion surrounding Olivia
helped to break up the formality of the party. The young waitress,
whose name I learned was Tracy Caldwell, the captain's granddaughter,
started bringing around more rum punches. I handed out bits of
lingerie, most of them rather daring, and the women started trying them
on.
Soon there was no room in the cabin for changing, so the women simply
changed right there on the after-deck. At any one time, at least two
were completely nude. Exposed limbs demanded more sun-block, which
these ladies helpfully applied to each other. Olivia's attendants
covered her legs and arms, then moved to her breasts. She began to
moan in pleasure, and the sound seemed to mark a turning point in the
party. Everyone began to touch, feel and grope each other's bodies
through the thin fabric of the lingerie.
Young Tracy approached me, wearing only a white bikini top and the
apron from the french-maid outfit out of my kit. She asked me why I
was not wearing any of my own products. Truthfully, I had been too
busy helping others to even think about what I was wearing. But I told
her, "I am wearing one of my company's things. Would you like to see
it?" Tracy nodded yes, her eyes bright with anticipation. So I peeled
off my skirt, and quickly unbuttoned my blouse.
All of the women stopped admiring, caressing, and rubbing sun lotion on
each other; and stared at me as I slowly turned around in the sunlight.
The watched as the magic fabric let them see my nipples and my navel,
and even my pussy, but only as momentary glimpses before the cloth
became pearly opaque again. Captain Mary approached me, and in a voice
husky with lust, asked if she could try it on. At sea, a Captain's
desire is law, so I pealed it off and handed it to her. But instead of
putting it on, she pushed me back into a deck chair.
I felt hands all over me as the captain gently spread my thighs, and
her tongue plunged into my pussy, slithering around between the folds
of my cunt lips. Lieutenant Gina pressed her lips eagerly to mine and
kissed me passionately. Our tongues darted in, out and all around each
others' mouths, and her firm breasts were plastered against me. Tracy
nibbled my neck, as her fingers stroked through my hair and played with
my nipples. I turned my head and kissed Tracy, as her hands drifted to
play with Gina's hard tits. The Captain was straddling one of my
thighs, and humping her hot twat on my ankle as she continued to gobble
my pussy.
An impassioned moaning all around me was thrilling my ears like an
erotic symphony. Soon, I heard the unmistakable squishing sound of a
pussy being probed. I looked across the deck to where Olivia had lost
the panties of her uniform, and her two attendants were
enthusiastically applying the sun lotion to her pussy, both inside and
out. Each had her lips firmly fastened to one of Olivia's nipples, as
their fingers explored her cunt and rubbed her swollen clit.
Up on the bridge, Andrea sat on her high helmsman's chair with her eyes
out to sea, as another woman licked the insides of her wide-spread
thighs.
More squishing sounds filled my ears as I returned my attention to
three hot and horny women who surrounded me. The captain's pubis
continued to grind with a fury against my leg as she slurped my slit,
while she reached out and fingered Gina's hot cunt. Her silver-grey
hair shook as she twisted from side to side in order to devour my
pussy. Her fingers made very loud squishing noises as they probed deep
into Gina.
Cute little Tracy straddled my face and eased her pretty pink cunt onto
my eagerly waiting mouth. I held her labia apart, and licked her
thoroughly, tasting her and smelling her light musky scent. She
smashed her hot little twat against my face and my fingers penetrated
her. Two fingers from each hand entered that tiny little body, feeling
her pussy lubricating as if I had turned on a faucet. I sucked her
clit into my mouth and with the same force as her grandmother the
captain was using on mine. Tracy squealed and humped her cunt in a
tight grinding motion against my face, growing hotter and wetter by the
second.
The afterdeck echoed with our orgy. All I could hear was moaning,
gasping, squishing, grunting, and skin smacking skin. Olivia was
shrieking, obviously cumming her brains out, deliriously aroused as her
two skilled partners manipulated her pale body. Up on the bridge,
nobody seemed to be watching the sea, as Andrea and her partner were
locked in a tight sixty-nine.
Our sounds of arousal seemed to feed, and feed on, each other. Within
moments I came gushing over the captain's mouth, and Tracy shuddered to
a climax atop me. Then the captain reached her orgasm as she ground
her pelvis onto my leg and Gina came on the captain's hand. I felt the
captain's warm mist on my leg and tasted Tracy's succulent nectar.
The captain rose from my leg, and Gina immediately scooted over.
Raising my leg, she managed to sit on the end of the deck chair and
bring her cunt against mine, scissors style. Her pussy was all wet and
slippery, and we easily slid against each other, mashing our pelvises
clit-to-clit.
Tracy rose from my face, and the captain took her place, mashing that
soggy silver cunt against my mouth. I licked her hot pussy ravenously,
making her squeal in a most un-captainly manner. She ground her pussy
against my mouth as hard as she had rubbed it against my leg. Tracy
took delight in devouring first my tits, then Gina's, then the
captain's. She sucked and licked and slurped as all of our nipples
became hard and as sensitive as our clits.
My head was filled with the hot musky scent of pussy, and my tongue was
thrilled to the luscious, delicious taste of hot, succulent cunt. We
were four lust-crazed women in a tangled knot of pure sex! Gina's clit
caught mine in a particularly wonderful way, and I erupted, oozing a
river of cunt cream which flowed into her own. My tongue shot deeper
than ever into the captain's deep crevasse, and she too climaxed
sending a gush of pussy nectar dripping into my mouth. My fingers
reached over and found Gina's hand between Tracy's legs. My fingers
joined Gina's inside Tracy and we stroked her pussy quickly, plunging
any number of fingers up inside her sweet little cunt, and occasionally
reaching a finger up her anus, so she had no idea of where we might
pinch or probe next. Soon she came, and her little body fell into
orgasmic convulsions as she shrieked like a mad-woman.
Tracy bent over and wriggled her mouth between Gina and me, sucking
first Gina's clit then mine, as Gina leaned way back to give her room,
and continued to mash her pussy against mine. The captain's insatiable
cunt resumed grinding on my mouth, and my tongue probed deep inside her
until once again I felt her quim quiver and then spasm wildly. Her
body went rigid as she whip-lashed back and forth and unleashed another
stream of cunt cream.
Her orgasm seemed to set off Gina's, as she sprayed her nectar all over
my pussy and Tracy's eager tongue. I came again too, and Tracy dove in
to lap up all of the juices that were dripping from both of our sated
snatches.
Across the deck, Olivia was cumming again too, as one of her faithful
attendants sucked her pussy, while the other straddled her face.
Finally, with all of us exhasusted, Tracy went to find more rum punch
as we sailed back to the marina. I took orders and made a lot of
sales. Captain Mary ordered two full sets of uniforms, and everyone
else ordered at least two items. Since EROS lingerie is expensive,
this worked out very well for me. As I drove home I was happy. I had
become Lingerie Supplier to a group of the wealthiest (and horniest!)
women in town, as essential to their lives as their hairdresser.
At dinner that night the girls all wanted to know about the party on
the yacht. I told them that sales had been excellent, the yacht was
indeed splendid, and that I had met their school friend, Tracy. I told
them about how EROS had created uniforms, which had gone over very
well. This made them all want to visit EROS, since all three had an
interest in fashion. Elizabeth likes to design clothes, Rachel to make
them, and Jessie loves to wear them.
Just as we were talking about design, the phone rang. It was Cindy,
also wanting to know how the yacht party had gone. I told her I had
lots of orders, including a few alterations requested by customers.
Since the girls were right at my side, I also told Cindy they would
like a tour of the EROS factory. "Why not right now?" Cindy asked, "A
few of us are working late on the LoveCraft account, but I'm sure we
can take a moment to show the girls around." I relayed this to the
girls, and the twins reacted with enthusiasm.
Rachel looked disappointed, and said that she had to meet with her
study group, and could she PLEASE have a rain check? I assured her
that would be fine. So Rachel headed off to her study group, and the
twins and I piled into the car and headed for EROS, me having changed
to an evening-style of shirt and skirt, while the twins were still in
their school uniforms. When we arrived, we were met by Cindy who this
time was wearing a long sheer navy-blue peignoir, over equally sheer
navy panties. The twins' eyes widened as she greeted me with a long
open-mouthed kiss. Cindy has a sweet mouth, so I returned her
affection, tongue for tongue until she chose to break it off.
Then I introduced Cindy to Elizabeth and Jessica. Cindy flowed up
against Elizabeth, her hands lightly brushing past Liz's breasts as
they enfolded her in a warm embrace. With some hesitation, Liz
returned Cindy's kiss, and their mouths melted onto each other. After
a few moments it was Jessie's turn. Jessica has a different approach.
She happily pulled Cindy toward her and immediately initiated a deep
kiss. Cindy's hands traced the curve of Jessie's back, below her ass,
to lift the hem of Jessie's short school-girl skirt. Cindy's hand
barely brushed the fabric of Jessie's plain cotton underpants before
she dropped the skirt, and soon their greeting kiss ended.
Cindy led us all into the show room where my first interview had been
held. The twins were delighted with all of the pretty colors and sexy
cuts of the lingerie. They both wanted to try things on, but Cindy
said not yet, perhaps later. Then Cindy led us out into the long back
hall that led to the swim suit room and the washroom. (I had a brief
but pleasant flash of memory). But she took us across the hall and
into another large room.
Large drawing tables were everywhere, with bright lights hanging low
over them. Pen and ink drawings filled in with water-colors covered
the walls. Valena, dressed in her usual dark blue satin sheath, was
working on a new sketch. The twins were fascinated by the designs,
noticing that some of them were so wild that they would be almost
impossible to build. Valena explained that some of these were
'concept' pictures, not intended to be made. Some of them could be
made, but it would be very expensive. Fortunately EROS has many rich
clients. Cindy left us alone for a few minutes, while Elizabeth talked
shop with Valena, and Jessie and I kept looking at the pictures on the
walls.
Cindy returned, and our tour continued down the hall. The next room we
entered was much different from the others. Previous rooms had been
big and brightly lit; but this one was small, with black walls and the
only lights were focussed on a small round stage. Around the stage
were two rows of chairs, and on it was what appeared to be a huge
circular bed. Cindy invited us to be seated in the front row.
After a few minutes Rhonda entered the room and stepped up onto the
stage. She wore a shiny black rubber teddy which accented her excited
nipples, and tall shiny patent pumps. She carried a riding crop.
Rhonda surveyed us severely, then spoke. "Elizabeth, step up here!"
Elizabeth glanced at me, and I motioned to her to go ahead, so she
obeyed. "Elizabeth, this is a house of fine under-fashions, and you
are charged with the crime of wearing plain cotton underpants! This
charge must be investigated, so bend over and place your hands on this
bed!" Slowly, Elizabeth obeyed. Using the tip of her riding crop,
Rhonda lifted the rear hem of Liz's uniform skirt, exposing her plain
cotton panties. "So it is true!" Rhonda exclaimed, "Cindy, remove this
hideous thing!" Cindy leaped up and draped Liz's skirt over her waist,
then tugged those cotton pants down and off, exposing Elizabeth's
lovely pussy with her trim ass and the pink rose bud of her anus.
SMACK! Rhonda's riding crop landed across Liz's pretty bum, and Liz
gasped, more in surprise than in pain.
"Repeat after me!" Rhonda commanded, "I will never wear boring
underwear again!"
"I will never wear boring underwear again!" Liz exclaimed.
WHACK! "I will never wear ugly panties again!" Rhonda intoned.
"I will never wear ugly panties again!" Liz replied.
SMACK! "I will always wear lovely sexy underthings!"
"I will always wear lovely sexy underthings!"
"Always remember this lesson!" Rhonda cried. "Jessica, come here!"
Jessie leaped up on the stage, her eyes filled with eager anticipation
and lust. My pussy was churning and more than a bit wet. Jessie
obeyed Rhonda's order to bend over, and Cindy lifted her skirt,
exposing underpants identical to her sister's, then...
WHACK! The crop made a red mark across Jessie's little ass, which she
wiggled in delight at the stimulation. "Repeat after me!" Rhonda
commanded, "I will never wear boring underwear again!"
"I will never wear boring underwear again!" Jessie CRIED.
SMACK! "I will never wear ugly panties again!" Rhonda intoned.
"I will never wear ugly panties again!" Jessie gasps.
WHACK! "I will always wear lovely sexy underthings!"
"I will always wear lovely sexy underthings!" Jessie squealed.
"Never forget this lesson! Now both of you stand up and face me!"
Rhonda glared at the twins as they obeyed. "You are both further
charged with the crime of wearing plain polyester brassieres! Now
remove each others' shirts, and we shall see if you are guilty!" Liz
and Jessie tore off each others' shirts and school ties, exposing their
plain bras."
"Guilty!" Rhonda declared, "Remove those horrible things! Then bend
over to receive your punishment!" With Cindy's help, it was only a
moment until the twins' lovely breasts were naked, and their excited
pink nipples were standing out as though demanding to be sucked. They
bent over as ordered with their hands on the bed, and Cindy lifted
their skirts to their waists.
SMACK! "I will never wear a boring bra again!" Rhonda led.
"I will never wear a boring bra again!" the twins chorused.
WHACK! "I will never wear ugly underthings again!"
"I will never wear ugly underthings again!" they replied.
SMACK! "My tits will wear only lovely, lacy, sexy bras!"
"My tits will wear only lovely, lacy, sexy bras!"
WHACK! "Always remember this lesson! You may be seated on the bed.
The twins obediently sat, as Valena quietly entered the room. She wore
only a white lace bra and panties. She stepped up on the stage, as
Rhonda demanded, "Where did you get those lovely lacy underthings?"
"From Margaret here." Valena replied, pointing at me.
Rhonda addressed Jessica, "Have you ever seen this brassiere?"
"It looks like one of Mom's. She really likes that style."
Turning to Elizabeth, Rhonda demanded, "Have you ever seen these
panties?"
"They could be Mom's. She has a bunch like them."
"'Looks like' and 'could be' are not enough! You must feel them and
smell them and taste them to be sure!" In no time the twins' hands
were all over those panties and bra. They caressed Valena's breasts,
and reached inside to pinch her nipples. Both twins inhaled deeply at
Valena's crotch, and Liz began to lick those panties to try to find the
taste of me. Soon they pulled the panties and bra off her, leaving my
boss fully naked with them on the bed.
"Margaret!" Rhonda demanded, Step forward and we shall examine you to
see if these lacy underthings are yours." I stepped up on the stage
with the other women, and was unsurprised when Rhonda commanded me to
bend over with my hands on the bed. The twins were right that I had
several identical sets of underwear, and at this time I was wearing
ones exactly like those they had just removed from Valena. She
sprawled nude on the bed with her pussy exposed to my lustful gaze and
her body being caressed by my daughters. Willingly I bent over the
bed, as it brought my face nearer to my employer's crotch.
The riding crop ran up my inner thigh, lifting my skirt to expose my
panties. Cindy's hands pulled my blouse free from my skirt and lifted
it to my armpits, exposing my bra. "Guilty!" proclaimed Rhonda. "I
find you guilty of keeping the lovely lacy underthings for yourself,
and making your daughters do without. Prepare to receive your
punishment!" Rhonda and Cindy finished pulling my clothes off, leaving
me nude and bent over, leaning on the bed.
SMACK! The feeling of the riding crop on my bottom was electric. "I
will never let my daughters wear boring underwear again!" Rhonda
dictated.
"I will never wear let my daughters wear boring underwear again!" I
replied.
SMACK! WHACK! I was ready to cum as Cindy's hand spanked my bum. "My
daughters will wear only lovely lacy sexy underthings!"
"My daughters will wear only lovely lacy sexy underthings!" I cried.
SMACK! WHACK! SMACK! The riding crop lashed across my bum, its tip
parting the petals of my pussy. "I will teach them to dress for
beautiful sex!"
"Yes!" I cried as my daughters began to suck on Valena's nipples in
front of my eyes. "I will teach them to dress for beautiful SEX!" I
could no longer resist diving into Valena's succulent pussy. I leaned
forward and slurped at her labia, then plunged my tongue into her
wide-open cunt. Moments later I felt two cooling tongues on the backs
of my thighs, as Rhonda and Cindy began licking their way toward my
ass. Those two mouths went higher and higher, until each found a hole
to suck on at the top of my thighs. I felt a head between my legs, and
looked down there to see Cindy's pale blonde hair waving back and forth
as she burrowed into my hot wet pussy. That meant that the tongue that
was reaching so deliciously into my anus had to be Rhonda's.
Elizabeth squirmed around and sat on Valena's face, and started
grinding her pretty pink twat against my boss' mouth. I reached out
and started to finger Jessie's cunt as she continued to gobble Valena's
firm tits. We were six women in sexual heaven, as Valena was the first
to cum; rewarding my hungry mouth with a gush of sweet cunt cream.
Then Cindy's talented tongue brought me to a crashing climax as I felt
my pussy erupt and drench her face in dew. The twins came together,
and fell toward each other in exhaustion; kissing each other and
fondling each other's pink little nipples. Behind me where I could not
see them, Cindy and Rhonda brought each other to screaming orgasms, and
we all collapsed on the be in satisfied bliss.
When we gathered the energy to move again, the ladies of EROS helped
the twins get dressed, minus their underwear. When we left the
building, everyone gave everyone else a long kiss goodbye, and the
panty-less girls each also got a quick fingering under their schoolgirl skirts.
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