Housemates Forever
By: Bridy McAvoy
ISBN - 978-1-877546-05-1
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Copyright © Oct. 2008, Bridy McAvoy
Cover Art Copyright © Aug 2009, BrightlingSpur
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Dedication
To my husband who lets me indulge my fantasies and allows me to live out some of them at least. To Olympus for the camera. To the people at Bluewood Publishing for choosing this work to be published.
Housemates Forever
Prologue
The story so far:
Told in Housemates and
Friends, Housemates and Rivals, and most recently Housemates and
Partners.
The three friends Lizzie, Susie and Carrie have found that life has changed for them over the last few weeks. After a stupid attempt to deceive their landlord over their rent payments, he has been extracting payment in full. Slowly their descent down the slippery slope into his sleazy world has plunged them deeper and deeper into his murky world.
At first the modelling just involved taking their clothes off for the camera. But over time it has degenerated into acts that are each more and more debased than the previous ones. They are currently in the middle of a long weekend shoot in which they have been not only required to perform in front of the camera but also in the bedroom overnight.
The real trouble for the girls is that they have had to admit to themselves that they are actually having the best sex of their lives and whilst it is debasing and demeaning it is also extremely pleasurable and very exciting.
Saturday night and the girls suddenly find that they are the models for a glamour photography course and there are eight guys taking pictures of their increasingly nude bodies! Lizzie is up first and Phil demonstrates the photographic techniques with her. Afterward he leads her upstairs to pose a question to her in private.
The enthusiasm of her positive answer surprises both of them and as she roles her still naked body on top of him prior to celebrating the engagement in the time honoured method they are unaware that downstairs the other two girls are about to experience something completely different and for both of them something completely new!
Chapter 1
As Lizzie and Phil disappeared out of the room Carrie turned to the four guys left in the group facing her and smiled. Andy, the only one she knew, took charge and asked her to sit down, exactly as Phil had asked Lizzie to do although Carrie had not witnessed what had happened with Lizzie. The main difference between what was happening to her and what had happened to Lizzie was that all of the photographers were much closer to her than they had been to her friend.
Over time she had become used to first Phil and then Phil and Andy both pointing camera’s at her but she was now facing four cameras, three of them wielded by men whose names she didn’t even know. The smile stayed on her face but inside she was shaking with apprehension.
Andy was taking charge and soon the quick fire patter was working on her and she was able to relax into the poses he demanded.
“Ok Carrie, please relax and smile at me. Good. Now I want you to look at each of the cameras in turn and give a nice big smile. You are doing very well sweetie. Now slowly cross your legs at the ankles. Excellent. Now stretch your legs out in front of you and at the same time lean back a little. Good. Now slowly slide the top leg up a bit. Good. Keep it going. Keep smiling, come on Carrie, you know how to do this, please keep smiling. Now when the ankle reaches the knee reach down with the hand on that side and grasp the shoe as if to steady it. Good girl.”
The simple instructions from Andy delivered in such a similar way as those she was used to from Phil worked their magic and Carrie slowly relaxed. Lizzie had been able to put the other guys out of her mind because they were behind the lights, in the shadows but they were much closer to Carrie.
“Now slide the lower leg in towards you and lean forward. Good.”
This was of course the manoeuvre she had done several times before and was fully aware that it would expose a large slice of naked thigh to the cameras on that side of her. The lean forwards of course exposed a view down her blouse.
“You are doing really well there Carrie, now please stand up and turn around and face the couch. Good girl, now shuffle your feet in toward the couch until your knees are touching it. Now spread your legs apart, wider, come on wider still. Good. Now look back over your shoulder at us. Smile. Good girl, now lean slowly forward and grasp the top of the couch back for balance. Good.”
Again, this position was forcing the back of the skirt up and showing off more leg for the cameras. She sensed that several of the guys were crouching down to shoot pictures straight up her skirt. Although it wasn’t the type of overly short mini skirt she had been wearing for most shoots she was very aware that the floor level position the men had taken was providing a very good view up her stretched out legs.
“Stand up straight again please and turn and face us. Please Carrie, remember to smile more. It’s not so bad is it?”
She summoned up her reserves and painted the smile back on her face and waited for the next instruction from Andy.
“Ok, guys you have seen how this works so why doesn’t one of you take over now? Right? You’re the volunteer then, all yours.”
There was a ripple of chuckles round the group as one of them stepped over to take Andy’s place and Andy stepped back a little.
“Ok honey, now I want you to loosen the tie a little. That’s pretty nice. Now reach to your waist with both hands and pull the blouse clear of the skirt. Nice. Keep smiling and undo the bottom button of the blouse. Good. Take it slow. Pout at me a little. That’s really a nice look for you, let’s keep the pout and ditch the smile for a while. Ok with you? Nice now undo another button. Nice. Now another one. Keep going.”
Although his accent was different, his patter was the same and she was obeying it just as she had with Andy. Now her blouse was open as high as the bust line and she quickly followed the instructions to complete the process of opening all the way to her neck.
“Good girl, now slowly loosen the tie further, that’s very nice. Now slip the tie out of the blouse collar without removing it. Good. Now slip the blouse back off of your shoulders nice look. Now turn around so that your back is too us and slowly let the blouse fall down behind you. Very nice indeed. Let it fall to the ground, now turn round and face us. Very nice.”
Carrie knew full well that the very thin lace of her bra hardly covered anything, merely adding to the erotic appeal that her breasts provided to the men. Her nipples were hardening under the exposure or near exposure and she simply waited for the instruction for it too to come off.
“Now slide the shoulder straps of the bra off of your shoulders and let them hang down loose on your arms. Nice look. Now turn away from us again and reach back and undo the clasp. Very nice, arch your back a little, now without letting go turn round and face us again. Very nice.”
She was waiting for the instruction to let go but Andy stepped back in instead.
“Very well done. I think Carrie felt very comfortable with you and I agree that the pout was a good idea. Did everyone get some good shots?”
There was a chorus of mumbles of agreement and then Andy spoke again.
“I’m going to take over for a moment and then turn it back over to one of you. Alright?
Good, now Carrie drop the bra to the floor please.”
Carrie’s fingers felt numb as she let the thin nylon of the back strap of the bra go. It started to flutter down but the position of her arms trapped the loose side straps against her body. She took a deep breath and moved her arms out to the side slightly to allow gravity to follow its course. Four men were now gazing at the elongated nipples on her small breasts, her cleavage obscenely covered by the tie dangling from her neck.
“Carrie please slowly undo the knot on the tie and let it dangle there completely undone. Good girl. Now slowly turn away from me and bring your hand up to the back of your neck and slowly draw the tie down behind you. Stop there. Good. Now pull the tie all the way off and throw it to me. Good.”
Carrie could not see that Andy had put his camera down and had two free hands as he continued.
“Now put both of your hands behind your back, cross them at the wrist and arch your back. Excellent.”
Before she could react Andy had stepped up close to her and wrapped the tie around her wrists a couple of times and was knotting it. Her mouth opened in shock but Andy leaned in and whispered to her not to worry. Even as he did so he was tying the knot securely. Carrie was suddenly half naked and tied up in a room with four men. Her breathing started coming much more quickly and her small nipples completed their extension into the open air
* * * *
In the other room Susie was facing up to her own problems. There was no Andy to guide them and Bill simply turned control over to one of the three guys who were supposed to be taking her pictures. The first one tried hard but wasn’t able to work to the standard Susie was anticipating and rather than relaxing was getting frustrated with the unclear instructions.
“Well stand there please Susie. No a little further to the right. No back left a bit. Now lean forwards towards me. Thanks good. A bit further, a bit further, no that’s too much.”
Susie puffed her cheeks out in exasperation. She hadn’t even moved in between the last two contradictory commands. Still the only alternative was to grin and bear it. She smiled sweetly at the guy and noticed out of the corner of her eye that Bill was trying to smother a chuckle.
Fortunately for Susie one of the other guys was getting impatient too.
“I’ll take it from here, thanks. Right Susie. I want you to turn and face the table. Now lean forward and place your tables on the table about a couple of feet in front of you. Good girl. Stick that arse out.”
The obscenity wasn’t expected but Susie was already aware of just how much the skirt was sliding up her legs and at least this one was giving clear directions for her.
“Now spread your legs apart. As far as comfortable and lean forward all the way so that your tits are on the table.”
“Better use of language please, Susie is a model not an object.” Bill interjected.
“Susie, I’m sorry. Please lean forward until your breasts touch the table and point those buns of yours up. Thanks”
The skirt had now slid upward and if it had been a mini skirt her ass would have been on display.
“Reach back with both hands and gather the skirt fabric up toward your waist. Keep pulling it up until I tell you to stop.”
There was a wolf whistle from directly behind her as the back of her panties came into view. Since she hadn’t been told to stop she kept pulling the skirt up until her entire panty clad backside was visible. The noises behind her confirmed to her, just as the others were doing to Carrie, that the three guys were now dropping to floor level to shoot her from a near prone position from which the thin panties failed to disguise her pussy slit which she knew would be visible through the thin lace. Susie knew that such exposure was going to trigger her body’s reactions into activity almost immediately and closed her eyes waiting for the inevitable flush of excitement.
Bill now took over.
“Stand up again please and turn and face us, please try to hold the skirt up as you do so.”
As she turned and faced the four men she knew that they were being presented with a good look at her long legs and given three of them were still at floor level, the front of her panties too. The skirt hadn’t risen so high as the front due to being caught up between her body and the edge of the table so as a result her pussy mound was shadowed by the skirt. Nevertheless she could feel that she was becoming moist.
“Now scoot yourself up until you are sitting on the edge of the table.”
“Ok but I need my hands.” She replied realising the impossibility of complying with the instructions. The men all chuckled as Bill shrugged and nodded for her to go ahead. The skirt fell back into place as she lifted herself onto the table and she realised that to her surprise she was still fully clothed. Not for long she thought.
“Reach up and loosen the tie please but don’t take it off. Good, now undo the top button on the blouse. Good. Now the next one and keep working your way down until they are all undone. Slowly, slowly.”
Soon she too was facing the men with her blouse open to the waist and the tie covering her cleavage within the open blouse.”
“Now discard the blouse without dislodging the tie. Thank you.”
She had to think about that one for a moment but realised what he meant and proceeded to slip her arms out of the blouse and toss it into the corner of the room. She was now sitting on the table with only the thin white lace of her bra holder and covering her breasts. Holding certainly, covering was euphemistic as they could clearly see her excited nipples through the thin fabric.
“Lean back onto your elbows please. Good girl, now reach underneath yourself and undo the bra catch. Good. Now lay back flat on the table without dislodging the bra. Good.”
Suddenly she realised that all four guys were now very close to her, certainly within touching distance of her legs as they moved in to take photographs of her discarding her bra.
“Undo the tie now please Susie and throw it to me. Good. Now work the shoulder straps of the bra down your arms please, don’t dislodge the cups yet just extract your arms. Good girl.”
Any second now she thought and sure enough the command came. She was surprised to realise that Bill had moved around to the side of the table nearest her head. The other three were now leaning in so close, focussing on her chest that their bodies were rubbing up against her legs.
“Lose the bra please Susie and throw it to the side.”
Now she was topless in front of four men, still not knowing the names of three of them.
“Bring your hands in and cup and caress your breasts please Susie, now raise your head and look at what you are doing.”
She did as she was told and could clearly see the three men focusing intently on what her hands were doing to her sensitive breasts and nipples. Suddenly something moved across the top of her vision.
Bill was leaning in and quickly used the tie she had only just discarded as a blindfold. As he tied it tightly behind her head and checked that it was indeed covering her eyes she found the sudden conflict of emotions within her causing her breathing to stutter. The sheer fright of being blindfolded in this way warred with the sudden rush of excitement that spread via butterflies in her stomach. All the time her hands continued to massage and caress her breasts and her breathing quickly settled down into a fast heavy pant. At the same time she could feel her moisture leaking into her knickers and knew that an orgasm, the first but almost certainly not the last, was only moments away.
Chapter 2
Carrie stood in the middle of the group of four men waiting for the next move. She could see as and when something would happen but tied as she was she would be unable to prevent it. Also, she knew that with her hands tied behind her she would not be able to follow Andy’s or anybody’s commands to continue with the strip in front of the cameras. She was well aware that they intended to complete the shoot with her naked and therefore the shoot would be getting more personal now as they would be stripping her instead. Her emotions were all over the place but she was very well aware that the whole experience was turning her on, even if it was against her own will.
The four men had closed in to very close range and everywhere Carrie looked she could see a camera lens pointing at her face or more often at her naked chest. Her nipples were extended to the longest and hardest she could remember; indeed they were so hard that it was almost painful, even with nothing touching them. Idly she wondered what Lizzie and Phil were doing and then dismissed the thought knowing full well what Phil would be doing to Lizzie unaware that at that precise moment it was Lizzie willingly and wilfully doing it to Phil!
Now one of the men leaned in and placed a hand on her hip, right next to the fastener for the wrap around skirt. She pulled her hip away but almost immediately she felt the finger tips of a man on the other side brush his fingertips across her skin immediately above the waistband of the skirt. She shivered in anticipation and knew that shortly her skirt would be joining her other clothes on the discard pile.
Instead the man with his hand on the catch fastener withdrew and she looked down to confirm that the other guy was slowly pulling the overlap of the skirt up and away. Soon that leg would be exposed for its entire length.
“Spread your legs apart please.” Andy’s command was one she could obey and she had no clear reason not to. Awkwardly because it was difficult to maintain her balance without the use of her hands she complied and now, with one man holding her skirt open that leg was definitely on display. Her own fluids were beginning to leak into the crotch of her panties as the continued clicks of the camera shutters confirmed her exposure to these men.
“Stand still now please Carrie, we’re going to undo the skirt. Ok?”
She took a deep breath and nodded and one of the men moved behind her as the other one let go of the side of her skirt allowing it to fall back into place.
Suddenly the man behind her placed both his hands on her waist and pressed his body up behind her. Her hands were sandwiched between them and she could not move them out of the way as he ground his pelvis into them. With a shock she realised that he was actually grinding the bulge of his erect penis into her imprisoned hands. She shuddered from the contact but could think of no way to avoid the contact. Involuntarily her hands moved as he manipulated her body and as a result she could feel the bulge react to her as if her own movements had been deliberate. His hands danced lightly across the skin above her waistband and finally both dipped at her hips. One hand reached for the fastener whilst the other moved across her belly, between her waist and her pussy mound to hold the skirt to her as the catch was released.
The hand that had released the skirt now joined its companion in the area above her pussy and they slowly allowed the loosened top layer of the skirt to slip out to the side. Suddenly the overlapping piece slipped free and cascaded downwards trapped between her and the man behind her, the complete stranger who was still pressing his penis into her hand. The feeling of powerlessness now overwhelmed her and she felt her legs go weak as the thoughts of what they might be about to do to her coursed through her mind. There was no way to control the onslaught of feelings she felt and there was no way of controlling it.