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WENDY [ part 11 ] (please note - some words used are those as known by the girls so may be incorrect!) I put the phone down to be greeted by Janet's applause; she turned to Elizabeth, "You see he's magnanimous in defeat as well." Elizabeth nodded, "Yes, he had a certain appeal, but I don't think he's going to need my help." She said. I looked at her, "What do you mean? A few minutes ago I was about to strike you in anger, now you're just throwing praises to me." I said wondering what was going to hit me now. "No praises as such, you were able to resist the charms of a young lady you described as beautiful, you've charmingly spoke to a girl you met at the hospital and have agreed to meet her later," Elizabeth smiled to Janet, "I'm afraid you have a rival Janet." I just looked between Janet and Elizabeth, Janet smiled at my look, "Don't worry about it John, I'm sure you'll recover in time." "Time? Time for what?" I asked, completely mystified. "Oh you'll see, you'll see." Elizabeth said as she went out of the door followed by Janet, leaving me behind trying to puzzle things out, but for some reason my mind wasn't working as fast as it should have. I went to the door just in time to hear Elizabeth say, "He'll get tired soon and should sleep for eight hours, after that he should be back to normal when he wakes. I wouldn't worry about future mood swings, we've passed that stage now, he'll just feel weak." She smiled at Janet, "I think you're right about him, just don't let him go." She left the house followed by Su and Little Cat. Janet watched them go and then turned back to see me watching. "How do you feel John?" She asked me. A line from 'Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy' came to mind and so I said it, "Like a military academy . . . bits of me keep falling out!" This was true as I could feel my eyes start to close. "You need to go to bed John, Andrew will help you." By the time the youth had approached I was starting to feel groggy and I don't remember what happened next. ---- Janet watched as Andrew took Johns arm and led him upstairs to the room that was put aside for him, she shook her head. Although John wasn't aware of this he was still pumped full of drugs from the examinations carried out at the hospital, Wendy, although she had been examined, had not been subjected to such a high level - mainly due to her age. Janet went to her daughter's room where she found both children sleepy from their mutual actions, she shook her head. "Wake up sleepy heads," She said shaking them, she couldn't resist the temptation to gently finger Wendy's pussy, feeling the wetness within. She wanted to break the young girl's hymen but knew that it wasn't hers to take, so she contented herself by touching it instead. Wendy moaned in pleasure when she felt the intrusion, but then stopped when she realised that Amanda was still on top of her, Wendy couldn't move either herself But managed to tip Amanda from her body. She saw this strange woman touching her and went to scream. "Shhh! Wendy, it's alright. I'm Janet, Amanda's mother. I'm not hurting you am I?" Janet said, noticing how Wendy was reacting. Wendy managed to contain herself and then thought, 'Well she's not pulling at me or shouting at me, and whatever she's doing feels nice in a strange way!' So she shook her head and smiled. Janet gave a silent sigh of relief; she didn't want the first meeting between herself and Wendy to start on the wrong foot. "I hope you are enjoying yourself Wendy?" She asked. Wendy gave a smile, "Oh yes, Amanda's been so nice to me." She said. Janet looked at the girls' body in front of her; the redness of the pubic mound where the pair had rubbed themselves together was clearly visible, as was the nipple clamps that still adorned Wendy's body. Janet gently eased them off from Wendy and started to suck each nipple to help the blood flow. She knew from experience that it could be a painful thing if left to run naturally. "So how has my daughter been to you? I don't think you wanted to be tied up like this?" Janet asked Wendy as she started to undo the cuffs holding the girl. "It was strange, but somehow I knew that Amanda wouldn't really hurt me." Wendy said, "In fact she was wonderful." "And she was wonderful as well mummy." Amanda said turning over on the bed so that she was able to see her mother. "I didn't have to tell her to lick me; she started all on her own." Janet smiled at Wendy, "You shouldn't be so eager to please people - they might take advantage of you!" She admonished the girl. "What do you mean? I liked doing it!" Wendy said earnestly. "She does mummy . . . she wanted to do it. Look I'll show you." And before Janet could say anything she found that Amanda had managed to trip her up. Amanda managed to work her mother onto the bed; she quickly sat on Janet's shoulders and then pointed to Wendy. "I told you mummy tastes different, now's you chance to find out!" Now Janet was much stronger than Amanda, she had proven this several times over, but for some reason she allowed her daughter to keep her pinned onto the bed. She felt her skirt being moved away from her body and then the tentative touch of a wet tongue on her pussy. After a few seconds she heard Wendy's voice say, "You're right Amanda, she does taste different from you." Amanda moved from her mother's body to join Wendy. Janet was treated to the sight of the two girls taking alternate licks from her pussy. Janet laid back and allowed the two to work their, to Wendy, new found hobby of making her come. She shuddered through the first and second orgasm before she could call out "Enough!" Both girls sat back on their haunches and smiled at Janet, their faces shiny with her juices. "Did you like that mummy?" Amanda asked. Janet nodded, "Yes that was very nice of you both. Now you have to freshen up for dinner." She turned to Wendy, "Your father is sleeping at the moment, don't worry about him its just a reaction to the hospital treatment." She said to reassure Wendy. "Oh! Daddy! I forgot about him! I hope he's not angry with me?" Wendy said slightly panicking. Janet reached out to her and stroked her hair. "Of course he isn't. Why should he be?" She said. "It's just that mummy didn't like me being away from her. I always had to be with her when I wasn't at school. I think she didn't want me to say anything." Wendy said - her voice dropping at the last. Janet hugged the girl to reassure her. "Well while you're here you can do whatever you want!" She told the young girl, but then noticed the look in her eyes, "After you've had a shower and have eaten dinner!" She amended her statement. Wendy's eyes dropped slightly but then Amanda whispered into her ear and Wendy started to smile again. Janet knew that smile, she'd seen it on Amanda's face as well, and she knew that it didn't bode well for later that night. The girl's shower, with Janet supervising, was purely an act of washing - although Wendy did feel Amanda's hand slip along her body, tweaking parts that Wendy found responded to the touch. Whilst at dinner Amanda showed Wendy a picture, it was of a pony carrying a naked young girl. "That was your dad's fault, if he hadn't have suggested it I wouldn't have done it!" She said. Wendy studied the picture which could now be seen to be of Amanda. "How could that be my daddy's fault, it's you in the picture!" Wendy said, logically enough. Janet smiled listening to the two girls talk, although she'd had some of Amanda's friends overnight they were always talking about what boy they'd like to go with and how they'd treat him. She had suggested inviting some over on this Wendy's first night, but Amanda thought that it could wait until Wendy had settled down; Janet thought there was another reason behind that. She missed Amanda's answer but knew what it was because Wendy said, "Well that wasn't daddy's fault! You decided to do it on your own. Anyway when did you change into your school clothes?" Amanda giggled and shook her head, "I didn't . . . I had to spend the whole day like that." She said Wendy's mouth dropped open, "What did the boys say, I bet they tried to get a good look at you." She said finally. But Amanda shook her head, almost sadly, "No, there are no boys at my school, but some of the others girls did more than look I can tell you." Janet coughed slightly, "Amanda, I think you'd better stop there for the moment, Wendy isn't used to our ways just yet and she might not understand." She said softly. Amanda looked at her mother and then back to Wendy, she raised her eyes as if to say 'Mothers!' Janet then took over the conversation, "So Wendy, what type of school do you go to?" She asked. "Oh you know, large building with teachers, books, boys and girls, the usual!" Wendy said being dismissive. In truth she always tried not to make herself conspicuous at school. Just in case she accidentally let slip about how she was treated at home. "You had boys at your school . . . were any of them nice?" Amanda asked her. Wendy blushed, there was a boy she liked the look of, but she didn't dare speak to him. Janet noticed how she was reacting and decided to divert the subject. "So Wendy do you ride . . . horses that is." She said deliberately pausing to see how she reacted. "Oh no, mummy didn't like animals so I wasn't allowed any pets." Wendy said softly. "You can come riding with me if you want." Amanda said brightly, although Janet did notice her use of words. "I'd like that . . . but what do I wear?" Wendy asked remembering Amanda's picture. "I've got some spare clothes you can wear if you want." Amanda said now smiling - she did want to get Wendy riding, although not on a horse. ---- That night the girls went to be together, Amanda whispering plans to Wendy, they undressed and when Wendy went to put on a nightdress Amanda stopped her. "Why are you putting that on, it's quite warm tonight." She said. "But I always . . . I mean I don't want . . ." Wendy couldn't say why she was scared of being undressed, it wasn't as if Amanda hadn't seen her naked before, and so had Janet. The fact of the servants hadn't registered on Wendy's mind. So she self consciously left her nightdress off and climbed onto Amanda's bed. "Do you want to be tied down, or do you want to tie me down?" Amanda asked her friend. Wendy thought about this, she liked the feeling of being held down by the shackles, but she couldn't see being held down all night, so she smiled to herself. "Can I tie you?" She asked. Amanda nodded, she knew that the wrists shackles could be released by just twisting in the right place and so she wasn't perturbed. She just sat down on her bed and then, reaching up and falling back onto the bed she waited for Wendy to start. Wendy regarded the svelte form of Amanda as she lay on the bed, her arms above her head, and felt behind the headboard for the shackles that she remembered were there, she found then fixed to a length of chain. She attached each shackle to the wrists of her new friend. "Is that okay?" She checked, Amanda nodded her head. "Now do the feet!" Amanda said, wriggling her toes and making Wendy laugh as she moved to the base of the bed taking the shackles there and quickly placing them over Amanda's ankles. "Now what?" Wendy asked looking at Amanda now stretched out on the bed. "Well . . . we could just go to sleep!" Amanda said shaking her head, "Or you could show me how much you learnt this afternoon." She ended nodding her head. Wendy gave a smile, "Okay then, goodnight!" She said and laid down beside Amanda. "Don't you dare!" Amanda almost shouted as she watched her friend pretend to snore beside her. Amanda thought about opening the cuffs and attacking Wendy, but then Janet put her head around the door. "Did you call?" She asked her daughter, hearing a giggle from the 'sleeping' Wendy. "Not really mummy, it's just that Windy here tied me up and then just left me here!" Amanda said deliberately mispronouncing Wendy's name. "Hey that's not right!" Wendy said bouncing up at Amanda's words, "All I did was to do what Amanda said! She wanted me to tie her up and then do what I wanted . . . and so I did." She added. "And what did you want to do?" Janet asked. "Well I've been so tired since I went to be so I wanted to sleep!" Wendy said angelically. Janet laughed, "I wish I'd thought of that, I might have got a good night sleep sometimes . . . anyway I wondered if you'd like to sleep with me tonight?" She asked the two girls. Amanda twisted her arms and the cuffs seemed to break apart. "Yes please mummy." She said sitting up to release her legs. "Hey . . . how did you do that?" Wendy asked in astonishment. Amanda smiled at her. "Oh . . . it's just a knack I've got." She said, not wanting to give her secrets away. "I'll tell you later, now are you coming, I promise I won't do anything to hurt you." Janet said to Wendy. "Okay Mrs. J . . . Janet," Wendy said, she'd been asked by Janet to call her by her name instead of Mrs. Jones. Janet smiled at her attempt and the waited as Wendy got up from the bed seemingly unaware of her nakedness as she was grabbed by Amanda and pulled from the bedroom. As they passed John's room all three of them looked in on him, he was also naked, lying on his bed. Amanda pointed to his groin and laughed at the flaccid penis. Janet tapped Amanda's head and then they went into Janet's bedroom. They were seated on the bed, Amanda started to giggle again, "I can't believe that went inside me, I don't think it could now!" She said and giggled again. Wendy looked at Amanda's pouchy and remembered her father's size again, although she'd felt it in her botty it didn't seem small enough to enter that slit. "Didn't it hurt you when he did it?" She asked as she started to finger Amanda's pouchy. Amanda shook her head. "Not really . . . I mean it did pinch when it went in, but mummy had already stretched me out a lot!" She then looked at Janet with dreamy eyes, "and then mummy kissed it better." Wendy looked slightly forlorn and sighed, fingering the pendant that she'd been given by the doctor, "I don't think I'd mind daddy doing that to me . . . but I don't think he would, he'd be too scared of hurting me." She said. Amanda looked at her mother and whispered into her ear, Janet looked thoughtful for a few moments and then smiled, both of them then turned to Wendy and Amanda hugged her friend, "He wouldn't if he knew what was happening . . ." She said mysteriously. ---- I felt my hands being gently pulled up and over my head, my eyes were open but I could see nothing - I had a blindfold on! "What . . .?" I began to say. "It's only me daddy John, please let me play!" Amanda plaintive voice said, I smiled and laid back letting Amanda have her way with my body. I felt her pulling on my legs and placing something over my ankles. "You know daddy John, it's been so long since I've seen you and felt you." Amanda said as I felt her small hands touch my cock, which I was pleased to feel responded as it should - I also felt calmer now for some reason. "Is it how you remembered it?" I said as her hand grasped it a bit tighter than I thought she should. "Oh yes daddy John, its lovely." Amanda said and then I felt a soft wetness engulf my cock, and then it was being rubbed by a tongue. "Is there a problem Amanda? You're not being as expert as you normally are." I said feeling her mouth withdraw from me. "Sorry daddy John, I'm just playing . . . do you mind if I climb onto you?" She asked and I felt the bed move as she got onto it. I felt her naked body against mine as she crawled up to touch and kiss my chest. She started to move her hips on my cock, exciting herself as well as me, then she moved away from my chest, although I could still feel her sitting on my legs. "Mummy says I'm still a bit tight, so don't worry about anything." She warned me, taking my cock into her hand and, I assumed, positioning herself over me so that my cockhead was lodged within her slit. Then she lowered herself down onto me, she was extremely tight I could feel my cock start to bend, in fact I was beginning to fear that it would break in half. "Hold on Amanda, there's something wrong, just don't moveees!" I said as suddenly my cock straightened out and entered her; it was almost as if she was virginal . . .? "Amanda what have you . . . Wendy!" I exclaimed feeling the unmoving form lying over me. The blindfold was removed from my cock and I looked at the crying form of my daughter, a gag in her mouth, although her arms were free. She started to lift herself up and then moved her hips, pushing me deeper inside her. "Amanda! Get her off me! I'm hurting her!" I protested, but Amanda ignored my words, I struggled to undo the cuffs but my movements only helped in the deflowering of my daughter. Amanda did finally move, but only to undo the gag holding Wendy's mouth quiet. "Oh daddy, don't be angry at Amanda . . . I was the one . . . who wanted to do this!" Wendy managed to gasp out as she moved on top of me. I glared at Amanda but then another voice spoke, "She did John, I was there when she asked, and I made sure she was prepared!" Janet told me appearing behind Wendy's form. "Why didn't you let her ask me first?" I asked both Amanda and Janet. "I . . . was scared . . . that you'd say . . . no." Wendy said starting to tire out. I looked at Amanda, "I detect your hand in this!" I said. She tried to look innocent. "Only to hold your cock steady, Wendy did the rest." She said and then giggled. I looked at Janet, "You could have done something!" I accused her. Janet nodded, "Oh I did! I helped her stretch her pussy slightly for you and I added the gel to help you enter her, the rest was up to her." Janet said. "Don't be angry daddy; I wanted it to be you rather than anyone else." Wendy and then started to shudder and then went rigid as her orgasm hit her, she fell against me again. I went to move my hands only to hear the 'clank' of the chains. I glared at Amanda who quickly ran to me and released my hand; I sat up - keeping myself still inside Wendy - and held my daughter close. "You're not mad at me, are you daddy?" Wendy asked me softly. "Oh no my darling Wendy, I could never be mad at you." I said and started to rock our bodies. I heard an "Aww do I have to?" From Amanda, then my legs were released and I watched as Janet took Amanda out of my room. "Daddy, did you . . . you?" Wendy began to ask. "Cum?" I added, Wendy nodded, "No, not yet . . . do you want me to?" I asked her. She nodded; I held onto her and rolled our bodies over. I looked down at her face watching me, she gave a brave smile. "Please daddy . . ." She said, and then I entered her anew. |