When Layla met Grace
Layla was getting annoyed, the street was dark, it was drizzling with rain and she found it hard to see the house numbers from her car. She had readily agreed to do Abbey a favour by picking up some books she had bought on Gumtree, she was meeting her for girls night out , and the address had been on the way. But now she was beginning to regret it, she knew she should be close, so parking her car she set out on foot . She was pleased to see that the closest house was number 43 and needing 57 she strode of confidently along the footpath, her clicking heels the only sound on the quite rain dampened street. Happier now that she was close to her quarry, thoughts of Abbey filled her mind, Abbey, who had been her best friend forever,,and then just a few nights earlier,,her lover. This night out was the first time they would be together since then, they had talked on the phone , and awkwardly only mentioned it. Layla was apprehensively anticipating the meeting, she had dressed in simple little black dress and four inch heels, her blonde hair lightly brushing her shoulders, this look showed off her gym honed figure well, without being to obvious,,she hoped. But now as she made her way to the address, the persistent drizzle was doing its best to undo her, she could feel her hair going fast and the dress beginning to feel a little clingy.
She was mentally running through places she could stop off and freshen up before meeting her friend, she wanted to look good, and was really hoping that the other night had not just been a drunken one off, Trying to put aside the image of their bodies entwined, she was at number 57, and she pressed the door bell. She waited impatiently, she wanted to be with Abbey as soon as she could, after what felt like an age to her, the door opened, she realised that she didn’t know what she had been expecting,,,but is certainly wasn’t this, in front of her Was a vision, long red hair long red figure hugging dress , red heels, she could have passed for Jessica Rabbit, about to take the stage in ‘Toon Lounge’ and set every heart a flutter as she crooned seductively on the mike. But what got Layla’s attention,,was the bulge in that dress,,the one at her groin.
Layla didn’t realise she was staring until she heard, “ like something you see, honey?” The voice was low and seductive, Layla snapped out of her revelry, “no,,erm,sorry,,didn’t mean to stare,,,I’m,,er,,here for the books,,,for Abbey.” Layla spluttered,,the vision looked her in the eye and held her gaze, for what seem like an eternity, then her eyes traveled slowly down her body and up again, Layla felt the gaze almost as much as if she had had hands run over her skin. When the gaze reached her eyes again, Layla saw what she could only describe as a predatory grin cross her face, just for an instant, she broke the spell by saying “ I’m Grace, my dear, you look like a drowned rat,,come in” it was said almost as a command. Layla entered and closed the door behind her, “ thank you Grace,,I’m Layla” ..” yes,, I know that dear” it was said as a statement of fact, and again Layla felt the weight of Grace’s stare on her body.
Layla felt funny, she should have felt uneasy, or unsafe, she didn’t know what it was , maybe because she had been thinking of Abbey’s luscious body, or was thinking of the bulge in Graces dress, or the the fact that she felt damp and vulnerable. She slowly lifted her head and met Graces gaze,,she could see the huger in the older woman’s eyes, something skipped in her insides and she felt a wet warmth spreading in her panties. “Are you a good girl Layla?” Grace asked, Layla was confused by the question, “sorry?” She replied, “ it’s quite simple, ARE YOU A GOOD GIRL?” This time her voice was more of a command. Layla felt butterflies in her stomach, her head was very slightly spinning,,,,and a rush of warmth flooded her panties again, in a small voice she replied “yes,,I’m a good girl”
“Prove it” Grace demanded “ you will address me as Mommy,,get on you knees, crawl to me and beg for Mommy’s cock.” Layla was hooked, without another thought, she dropped to her knees, then crawling on all fours, her eyes fixed on the growing bulge in Graces dress, said “ yes Mommy,,,please Mommy, I want your cock.” Upon reaching her feet she looked up “ please Mommy” Grace reached round behind her, and from somewhere produced a thick black collar, and in a swift move clicked it in place round Laylas neck, a chain came off it and the end was held in Graces left hand. “ Mmmmm, that’s much better” she cooed
Layla was so turned on, her submissive side had clicked into overdrive, “please Mommy,,I want your cock,,,Mommy please.” She ran her hands up Graces legs, feeling her smooth silk stockings, pushing up her dress , revealing her white thighs and her cock, straining against the thin material of her panties, with one small movement Grace’s cock sprung free, hard and throbbing a drop of pre come forming on the tip, Layla leaned in and delicately licked it off, took it back into her mouth and savoured the tiny drop, it acted like a hit of a powerful drug, sending Layla into a frenzy of desire, all thoughts of Abbey, gone, nothing else existed except Mommy and her hard cock. She began to work frantically on Mommy’s cock, licking, sucking, kissing and taking it further and further down her throat. “ Mmmm” Grace moaned ,” Abbey said you were a good girl” This dragged Layla from her endeavours,,”shit,, Abbey,,,”she had completely slipped her mind,,,,”what’s wrong?” Grace inquired, a gleeful expression upon her face. Wiping her mouth , Layla said, half out of breath, Abbey!! I’m supposed to be meeting her!”
Then something else struck her, “ wait,,,,Abbey told you I was a good girl?” Grace’s smile widened even further, and gesturing to shelf on the wall, said, “ I think she knows what you are up to”, Layla followed her direction, and for the first time noticed a phone in a holder, Abbey was in the screen , live on face time. She gave a little wave and blew a kiss. “Thing is,, you see!” Grace said, “ Abbey wants you as her fuck puppy,,and she wants me to train you for her,,I assume that is ok with you,,seeing as you are such an accommodating slut” this was said in such a matter of fact tone that Layla just looked from the phone and back to Grace,, with her mouth half open and in a daze,,,,,as the import of the information registered,,that not only was she to be used as a sub by fuck toy by Grace, but Abbey wanted the same, “YES,YES, Mommy ,,make me fuck puppy for Abbey,,please,,I will do anything you say.” Grace continued her wide smile and said,” I know you will”
This is the story so far,,got a bit stuck,,would welcome ideas as what should happen next!!
She was mentally running through places she could stop off and freshen up before meeting her friend, she wanted to look good, and was really hoping that the other night had not just been a drunken one off, Trying to put aside the image of their bodies entwined, she was at number 57, and she pressed the door bell. She waited impatiently, she wanted to be with Abbey as soon as she could, after what felt like an age to her, the door opened, she realised that she didn’t know what she had been expecting,,,but is certainly wasn’t this, in front of her Was a vision, long red hair long red figure hugging dress , red heels, she could have passed for Jessica Rabbit, about to take the stage in ‘Toon Lounge’ and set every heart a flutter as she crooned seductively on the mike. But what got Layla’s attention,,was the bulge in that dress,,the one at her groin.
Layla didn’t realise she was staring until she heard, “ like something you see, honey?” The voice was low and seductive, Layla snapped out of her revelry, “no,,erm,sorry,,didn’t mean to stare,,,I’m,,er,,here for the books,,,for Abbey.” Layla spluttered,,the vision looked her in the eye and held her gaze, for what seem like an eternity, then her eyes traveled slowly down her body and up again, Layla felt the gaze almost as much as if she had had hands run over her skin. When the gaze reached her eyes again, Layla saw what she could only describe as a predatory grin cross her face, just for an instant, she broke the spell by saying “ I’m Grace, my dear, you look like a drowned rat,,come in” it was said almost as a command. Layla entered and closed the door behind her, “ thank you Grace,,I’m Layla” ..” yes,, I know that dear” it was said as a statement of fact, and again Layla felt the weight of Grace’s stare on her body.
Layla felt funny, she should have felt uneasy, or unsafe, she didn’t know what it was , maybe because she had been thinking of Abbey’s luscious body, or was thinking of the bulge in Graces dress, or the the fact that she felt damp and vulnerable. She slowly lifted her head and met Graces gaze,,she could see the huger in the older woman’s eyes, something skipped in her insides and she felt a wet warmth spreading in her panties. “Are you a good girl Layla?” Grace asked, Layla was confused by the question, “sorry?” She replied, “ it’s quite simple, ARE YOU A GOOD GIRL?” This time her voice was more of a command. Layla felt butterflies in her stomach, her head was very slightly spinning,,,,and a rush of warmth flooded her panties again, in a small voice she replied “yes,,I’m a good girl”
“Prove it” Grace demanded “ you will address me as Mommy,,get on you knees, crawl to me and beg for Mommy’s cock.” Layla was hooked, without another thought, she dropped to her knees, then crawling on all fours, her eyes fixed on the growing bulge in Graces dress, said “ yes Mommy,,,please Mommy, I want your cock.” Upon reaching her feet she looked up “ please Mommy” Grace reached round behind her, and from somewhere produced a thick black collar, and in a swift move clicked it in place round Laylas neck, a chain came off it and the end was held in Graces left hand. “ Mmmmm, that’s much better” she cooed
Layla was so turned on, her submissive side had clicked into overdrive, “please Mommy,,I want your cock,,,Mommy please.” She ran her hands up Graces legs, feeling her smooth silk stockings, pushing up her dress , revealing her white thighs and her cock, straining against the thin material of her panties, with one small movement Grace’s cock sprung free, hard and throbbing a drop of pre come forming on the tip, Layla leaned in and delicately licked it off, took it back into her mouth and savoured the tiny drop, it acted like a hit of a powerful drug, sending Layla into a frenzy of desire, all thoughts of Abbey, gone, nothing else existed except Mommy and her hard cock. She began to work frantically on Mommy’s cock, licking, sucking, kissing and taking it further and further down her throat. “ Mmmm” Grace moaned ,” Abbey said you were a good girl” This dragged Layla from her endeavours,,”shit,, Abbey,,,”she had completely slipped her mind,,,,”what’s wrong?” Grace inquired, a gleeful expression upon her face. Wiping her mouth , Layla said, half out of breath, Abbey!! I’m supposed to be meeting her!”
Then something else struck her, “ wait,,,,Abbey told you I was a good girl?” Grace’s smile widened even further, and gesturing to shelf on the wall, said, “ I think she knows what you are up to”, Layla followed her direction, and for the first time noticed a phone in a holder, Abbey was in the screen , live on face time. She gave a little wave and blew a kiss. “Thing is,, you see!” Grace said, “ Abbey wants you as her fuck puppy,,and she wants me to train you for her,,I assume that is ok with you,,seeing as you are such an accommodating slut” this was said in such a matter of fact tone that Layla just looked from the phone and back to Grace,, with her mouth half open and in a daze,,,,,as the import of the information registered,,that not only was she to be used as a sub by fuck toy by Grace, but Abbey wanted the same, “YES,YES, Mommy ,,make me fuck puppy for Abbey,,please,,I will do anything you say.” Grace continued her wide smile and said,” I know you will”
This is the story so far,,got a bit stuck,,would welcome ideas as what should happen next!!
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