What Mary gets up to…… part 4

I was disappointed that I had not seen the Major for a while; apparently I overheard my father saying he had gone away on holiday with his wife for two weeks. It did give me the opportunity to disappear off to their apartment every second day on the pretence of dusting and cleaning. Not wanting to get caught out again, I placed the ‘Cleaning’ sign on the outside door knob and dropped the latch on the inside. I then had two glorious hours to play with my nagging pussy in peace, I would lie on their huge bed, my legs spread stroking myself in wild abandon.

Having had a nosey in the bedside drawers, I had discovered some dvds, I soon realised they were the Major’s porn stash by the wording of the titles – I inserted the first one into the tv in the bedroom and watched images of men and women, together, same sex etc etc., what disappointed me was there were plenty of men cumming everywhere, splashing their jiz over girl’s breasts, faces and mouths but the girls even when girl on girl had such dry looking pussies. What really turned me on was Claire’s snatch dripping with her goo, the sight of it glistening wet, the white cream pooling at the opening of her cunt, these gorgeous girls in these porn flicks looked dry, sure didn’t look like they were turned on to me!

I inserted and fast forwarded through at least six discs becoming more and more disappointed, until right at the bottom of the drawer I found a dvd in a plain clear battered case, on the disc itself was written ‘Wet Amateurs’, almost giving up hope I inserted it into the tv and waited for it to load. Oh wow! I had discovered an Aladdin’s Cave of wet pussy, loads of women all shapes and sizes with dripping cunts, close ups of men’s dicks slipping in and out of wet holes, girl’s eating each other out slurping on pussy juice.

Instantly my pussy starting to gush my juices, I rubbed them all over my lips, massaging and lubricating it all in my folds. I scooted off the bed and went to my cleaning trolley and retrieved from one of the hidey pockets an old electric tooth brush one of the former residents had left behind. I jumped back on the bed and switched it on, the toothbrush head buzzing into life, I placed the back of it against my clit, rubbing it over the attention seeking nub of flesh and gazed dreamingly at the horny site on the tv.

Soon I was pressing the vibrating gadget hard against my button, by pelvis tilting to welcome an awesome orgasm to ripple through my body. I held it there for as long as I could stand, feeling climax after climax attack my senses, until eventually I had to stop, my clit too sensitive to stand any more. It took me several minutes to recover, knowing I would be missed shortly I reluctantly ejected the dvd otherwise I would been laying there for quite some time more, knowing how my body was responding.

I wiped my dripping pussy clean, replaced my panties and disposed of the evidence down the toilet, being careful to put the discs away in the order I had found them and shutting off the tv. I flicked a duster quickly over the surfaces and left the apartment going onto my next job before anyone noticed. I returned there without fail every two days for repeat performances for several days, when I told Claire about the dvd she begged me to bring it to our room but I was too afraid to be busted.

Monday I received the news I’d been waiting to hear, I had been summonsed to Major Morris’s suite to clear away the breakfast things and make up the bed, excitedly I disappeared to the loo to remove my panties as per Major’s demands, they were wet already! I hastened to the suite, knocked quietly and entered, Major sat at the table in his dressing gown reading the paper, I could hear Lady Morris on the telephone in the study.

‘Morning Sir!’ I exclaim, my heart somersaulting and my pussy starting to ache. I was so disappointed when he didn’t acknowledge my greeting, slightly hurt at the rebuff I made my way to the bedroom, my heart started to thud as I heard him put down his paper and follow me. He stood at the door watching me, so I leaned over the bed straight legged allowing my short uniform to ride up my thighs giving him a full show of my small bottom and puffy naked pussy.

By now I was so turned on in anticipation of him my juices were starting to run down my leg. He moved very close behind me and I gasped as his hand moved up my thigh catching my dripping fluid, continuing up touching my aching clit up and to my cunt. I looked over my shoulder as he brought his hand to his mouth and sucked his glistening fingers clean to then return to my love hole and plunge a finger deep into me making me moan at the rough but pleasurable attention.

Suddenly, we both heard Lady Morris end her call, Major reluctantly removed his finger and I stood up very quickly adjusting my dress, I cannot tell you how disappointed I was, I had so looked forward to him returning from his holiday, I had lain in bed at night fantasising about him and wondering whether he would want to continue our liason. Sulking a little, I continued to make the bed, loading the breakfast things onto a tray, tidying up the dining table thinking lustfully how I would love to sit on the table and spread my legs for the Major to greedily gobble at my pussy and left the suite.

At lunch break Claire could see I was in a bad mood,

‘Hey Babe, what’s up?’

‘One word….. Major!’ I breathed with a frustrated sigh.

She was fully aware of my past dalliance with him and knew how keen I was to be subjected to his attention again. Since meeting Claire and sharing a room with her, she had awakened the tiger within of my aching pussy and found it endearing how insatiable my attitude to sex was. She flatly refused to break my hymen with one of her vibrators saying it had to be the real thing first time, even though she was a confirmed lesbian having been abused by her father.