Free American Blue by Penny Birch Page A

bum in the air and my knees cocked wide with my knickers stretched taut between them.
    She began to spank me, with the other girls clapping in time as my bottom bounced and calling out encouragement. I could do nothing except gasp my way through the punishment as they took me over their knees one by one, first Tiffany, then her little sister, then Jessica, passing me from lap to lap as they took turns to sit on the chair. The twins did me together, with their knees locked the same way Jemima and Hudson had done the day before, and the Princess took off my panties to leave me stark naked across her legs. Jemima came last, and made the most thorough job, spanking so hard she had me kicking my legs in my pain and making an even more ludicrous display than usual of fat red bottom cheeks, furry pussy and tiny pink bumhole.
    I was shaking hard when they finally let me up, my whole body flushed and hot, tears running down my face. They showed no sympathy whatsoever, laughing and joking as they stripped off. I stood watching, telling myself it was all in fun and that I should enjoy the attention, but I’d been stripped naked and thoroughly humiliated, my knickers taken away and my bottom spanked, leaving me with a choking feeling in my throat and a desperate urge to come.
    They went to shower and I trailed behind, wondering how deep their intimacy went and what they’d do with me if I was allowed to join in. The way I felt, I’d happily have licked them in turn, and not just their pussies but their bumholes too. Unfortunately their pleasure in other girls’ bodies wasn’t too deep, and while they teased and jokingly soaped each other, that was as far as it went.
    I got in last, my bottom still hot under my hands as I began to wash, feeling sensitive and immensely vulnerable, badly in need of further punishment or to be used for their sexual pleasure. Rebecca was still in the bathroom, towelling herself down and not paying the slightest attention to me. When she and her sister had spanked me she’d twice paused to rub my bottom, and I was sure that for a moment her fingers had deliberately lingered between my cheeks. As she stretched to put her towel on the hot rail she was stark naked for a moment, so tall and lean and beautiful, with her wet silver hair hanging down her back and stiff nipples pointing up at the tips of her tiny breasts. I couldn’t keep the words in my mouth.
    ‘Would … would you like me to …’
    As I broke off I stuck my tongue out of my mouth, wiggling the tip to make it very obvious what I was offering. She looked at me in astonishment, then spoke.
    ‘Are you a lesbian?’
    It seemed a bizarre question, from a girl who’d just helped spank me in front of six others, not to mention fucking women from losing teams with a strap-on, but it was no time to get into a discussion about definitions of lesbianism and bisexuality.
    ‘If you’d like me to be,’ I told her.
    She didn’t answer, her expression flickering with uncertainty for a moment. I could see she wanted it, but guessed that to do it alone with me was more intimate than anything she’d tried before. The door was still open, and we could hear the others talking down the passage, but there was no reason for any of them to come back into the bathroom.
    ‘Quickly then,’ she said, suddenly breathless.
    I scrambled from the shower, dripping wet, but didn’t even bother to towel myself down. She’d sat down on the loo, probably because it was convenient, but it was a delicious way to make me lick, enthroned on the lavatory while I crawled to her to put my tongue to her pussy. Her legs opened wide even as I got down on my knees, making a V shape of her long, long thighs, her pussy a neat pink oval beneath the pale puff of her pubic hair, which she’d shaved into a neat triangle. She gave a little moan as I reached her and I buried my face, licking in eager gratitude, and breaking off only to tell her what I was thinking.
    ‘Thank you for my