A Family Affair Ch. 04

Then Izzy picked up the leather 'thong' that I'd dropped when I embraced Ilse and quickly slipped my feet into it before drawing it up my legs. She unfastened something at the front before drawing it into my crotch and around my waist, one side of the front sliding around the side of my balls and swaying member, and leaving a loose leather end dangling. But not for long as, after pulling the thong up to my waist and through the crack in my bum, she slid the loose end around the base of my cock and up the other side, to fasten back onto the original strand just above my straining member in what seemed strangely like a large knot. It meant that my balls and erection were squeezed by a circle of leather and I seemed to grow even more as I got used to the strange feeling.

Izzy was left pointing to the large knot sitting on the top of my cock at its base, "Get the idea Ilse?"

Ilse was open mouthed for a moment as she suddenly realised exactly where that knot would strike her when we were making love, "Oh my God Izzy...that's fantastic!"

I wasn't so sure, but there was no time to protest as Izzy had pulled open the door into the shop window and was pushing Ilse through before dragging me behind. As we passed the door, I saw her reach for something but couldn't see what, and by then Frieda had hold of me and was sitting me down on the plain wooden chair. I'll confess to being consumed by the electric air of anticipation in the small space, especially as I watched Frieda turn to Ilse and rub her breasts briefly before slipping her hand down the front of Ilse's panties and giving her a vigorous little rub between her legs. Ilse's eyes were still riveted on the mighty pillar standing up from between my legs, but she closed them briefly as the electric sensation generated by Frieda's clever fingers swamped through her.

"Right Izzy, she's ready," announced Frieda, withdrawing fingers that were liberally coated in Ilse's juices, "... wow but is she ready!!"

24. A Window of Opportunity

I swallowed hard as I watched Frieda guide Ilse over me, her exposed nipples bobbing around tantalisingly in front of my face. She spread her legs awkwardly to straddle mine on the chair and I nearly leapt off it when she reached down and slowly ran her hand up and down my throbbing, taut skin!

But then she grasped it more firmly, making me grunt with pleasure as she guided it to her pussy, easing the tip between the opening of her pants and up against the soft, sensitive folds of flesh hidden within. We both groaned at that initial contact, but she was impatient for more and when she'd got me in the tight place, she sank down. It felt so incredibly fantastic as she forced me into her tight opening! And then deeper and deeper into her welcoming warmth! As she sank down to completely straddled me, her legs spread wide on either side, my cock inched further upwards, filling her completely. She let out a long sigh as she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me into her as we both wallowed in the exciting sensations that our coupling had triggered!

I wasn't really concentrating on anything other than the way that Ilse's hot vagina was enveloping me, until I felt my arms being drawn together behind the chair. There was a feel of something cool on my wrists for a moment before I heard a sharp metallic click and suddenly my wrists were fixed together behind me!

"Hey...what!... Izzy!!"

Her smiling face swam into view over Ilse's shoulder, "Don't want you going anywhere when the entertainment starts!" she laughed, as she ostentatiously slipped a small silver key into one of her bra cups!

'Handcuffs!' I thought in exasperation as I remembered the way that Izzy had sneakily grabbed something as we came through the door. I might have known!

But there was no time to argue. Izzy had bounced over to the curtains and was peeping through.

"Ok, all clear," she announced excitedly as she drew the two halves quickly apart and took up a position in front of us, facing the window, one arm at her side the other on her hip. Frieda slipped around her other side and placed one hand on Izzy's shoulder, and the other on Izzy's waist, her shapely back to the window as she faced into Izzy's sudden artistic pose. I stared out horrified at the empty street in front of us and we all froze for a few minutes as we got used to out mannequin posing!

"Are you really all sure about this?" I gasped to no one in particular.

"Oh, too late for that now..., " responded Izzy hastily, "... freeze, there's somebody coming!"

I froze.

It wasn't easy though because Ilse had started to gyrate her hips, making my rock hard cock rub sensuously around her inner cavern.

"Ilse!" I hissed, "Stop that!!"

She gave out a long, drawn out sigh, but eventually slowed, although never quite freezing like me. Somehow I knew that she was still slowly rubbing her clit up against that tantalising knot on my thong!

I was sweating as I watched a man and women walking past the shop window. Would they stop?!

Fortunately not! The woman was chattering to him expressively about something so never even looked at us. Of course, being a lingerie shop, it was inevitable that the man would glance our way as they passed, and I could have sworn that his eyes widened slightly at the tableau that we'd created, but he didn't stop and was quickly diverted back to his wife as she nudged him hard when he didn't respond to something she'd said!

Then these two were closely followed by a man rushing down the street with a parcel under his arms. Fortunately he seemed in a big hurry, because he definitely did look at us and his eyebrows rose in surprise, but he too went quickly on.

I let out a ling sigh of relief as tranquillity returned to our street, but necessarily into our window display.

"Wow, that was fun!" laughed Izzy, "I could have sworn that second guy was going to stop!"

I didn't respond to Izzy. By now I had other things on my mind!

"Ilse, you need to stop that when people come past... oh...Oh Jesus! Ilse!"

She'd stopped rubbing her clit now, but only because she'd started to gyrate her hips again, and this time that soon developed into that to and fro motion that I was instinctively craving. As my cock slid slowly back and forth inside her we both let out sighs of pleasure as the fire in our loins started to spread.

In the position that I was on the chair, particular handcuffed to it in some way, Ilse was more or less completely in control. And she soon set a steady rhythm that quickly got her going as she thrust down regularly with her clit onto that damned knot, as well as feeling my hard rod stroking to and fro inside her. I might not have been in control, but having Ilse fucking me like that, her spread legs squeezing my hips, her arms around me, her head nestled into my shoulder as she groaned with pleasure and her hard nipples raking across my chest. Well, it wasn't hard to let my inhibitions go and join in the fun as I felt her hot flesh gripping me so tightly - everywhere!

Then Izzy interrupted us again, firstly by groaning loadly and then calling out Frieda's name.

I reluctantly opened my eyes to see that she, our lookout, had closed hers!

Not entirely surprising I suppose as my eyes dropped down and I saw that Frieda's hand was no longer resting on Izzy's hip, but had slid round and slipped into the front of her skimpy lemon bikini panties! And her expert fingers were busy hitting all of Izzy's hot spots and pushing as many physical and erotic buttons as she could reach. Izzy's thighs were repeatedly tensing and un-tensing under this onslaught as she swayed form side to side, using her hips to guide Frieda's fingers to all the right places. She sounded just as aroused as Ilse already!

I tried to ignore the way that Ilse's hips were now working faster and faster on me, driving my member so, so dreamily up and down inside her, and called across to get Izzy's attention. Anybodies attention! Somebody was bound to come along in front of the window soon!

"Izzy...Izzy... Oh God Ilse but that's good...IZZY!...Oh Shit! FREEZE EVERYBODY!!"

I'd just spotted three smartly dressed young women, probably in their late twenties, casually strolling into view. They didn't seem to be in any hurry, each carrying small bags of purchases, presumably from the main square. My heart sank as one of them seemed to look directly at us and pointed in my direction. Well it might have been in our general direction I suppose, but in my adrenalin fuelled state I assumed that it was directed solely at me. Right between the eyes!

I was whispering loudly into Ilse's ear that we really, really had to stop and eventually she did respond with a long drawn out snort of annoyance, but she reluctantly slowed down and settled into my lap, consoling herself by gently rubbing her clit against my thong knot again! It felt like my cock was still surrounded by a raging fire though as her vagina seemed to pulse around me and I was really struggling not to automatically pump back at her. I breathed out a sigh of relief though as I saw Izzy's eyes flash open behind the mask and she too stopped trembling and swaying. It must have been a herculean effort because I could still see Frieda's fingers wriggling about inside Izzy's panties. Fortunately, the way that they were standing, I thought that the women wouldn't be able to see that action. I hoped!

I watched, mesmerised, as the women came over to the window. I daren't even blink!

There was a certain amount of excited chatter between them as they craned their necks round to get better views. I knew that they wouldn't be able to see that I was actually IN Ilse, but our pose was suggestive to say the least! Could they guess?!

I was starting to sweat as they continued to chat, pointing at our lacy bits of underwear, and evidently deciding which of them it would best go on before one of them leaned closer and said something. Then they all leaned closer. Fortunately they were looking at Frieda and Ilse. I knew instinctively that they'd spotted Frieda's hand inside Izzy's pants!

I shut my eyes as I waited for the inevitable cry of shock and alarm!

But all I heard was a lot of giggling and laughing, slightly dampened by the shop window, and when I dragged my eyes open again, I was amazed to see that they were leaving, heading back towards the square!

"Oh Jesus, they're going...," I gasped in relief, followed closely by, "... Oh Jesus Ilse be careful!"

As soon as she'd heard the 'green light' Ilse had begun to fuck me hard! She'd clearly had enough of the interruptions and straight away her hips began to drive enthusiastically up and down on me as if there was no tomorrow. I sucked in air as I felt her sliding up and down my shaft, her juices liberally oiling me as my cock was driven in and out of her electric vagina. It was fantastic!

In the background I heard Izzy moaning and gasping as Frieda evidently got the message as well and began to work her fingers hard between Izzy's swollen labia and, I imagined, giving her clit a regular and thorough massage as well!

But by now I'd squeezed my eyes closed and was just encouraging Ilse to get on with it. As fast as she could! If anyone else turned up it was just too bad!!

I found Ilse's rhythm and began pushing back up into her as she came down, making the leather knot hit her clit harder and harder and soon she was gasping and moaning in my ear. I was glad to feel her tightening as her orgasm approached because I knew that I wouldn't last much longer myself, my throbbing cock feeling as if it would explode at any moment.

"Come on Ilse, Come on... I'm...nearly... there...!" I hissed into her ear, but I doubt she heard, or cared because, with a last, mighty heave she gripped my shoulders like a vice, a thin scream slipping out of her mouth as she launched herself down on me for one last glorious time and we both came at once! Big time!

I thought that I would never stop pumping my seed into her. The glorious sensation just seemed to go on and on and on! Surely she must be totally filled. I may have asked her.

But she didn't reply, just sinking down on me with a long moan, her thighs still tightly gripping me as her sweet convulsions rippled up and down her body. We were still joined, still slowly coming down from our climaxes, still feeling totally fucked! It was heavenly.

And just as I was starting to take notice of things around me I heard Izzy cry out in ecstasy as well. Clearly she'd been riding her own, Frieda driven, climax as well! It seemed too good to be true.

It was!

As my eyes slowly opened again, the climax finally dissipating from my loins, feeling Ilse's head still snuck into my shoulder, I gasped yet again. And it wasn't because, as I'd feared, there were a few people outside the window. It was because there was a small crowd!

I recognised the three young woman who'd stopped in front of us before at the front, looking on in open mouthed surprise and glee as they'd watched the three of us climax together. But it appeared that they'd brought back a group of their friends with them who were all equally taken by the little show that we'd inadvertently provided! Unbelievably, there was a little cheer, followed by some enthusiastic clapping!!

Not that we had time to wallow in our new found acclaim as I heard the door from the stock room burst open behind me and in rushed our flustered shop owner, Carla!

"Izzy!...what the hell have you done... you'll get me closed down!" she snapped to our rather second-hand senior cousin, still wallowing in her post orgasmic melt-down as she leaned on Frieda for support. Then Carla dashed past us to draw across the curtains accompanied by catcalls from the women outside!

25. After Shocks

The atmosphere in the stockroom as we got dressed was a bit weird to say the least.

We were all suffering from a mixture of emotions, ranging from sweet post orgasmic lethargy right through to an adrenalin fired urgency to get out of there before the law turned up!

My own nerves had been severely tested when I'd opened my eyes and seen the crowd outside cheering us on, and they'd been stretched even further when, in my haste to get up after Ilse had finally heaved herself off me, I'd got my handcuffed hands caught in the back of the chair and only succeeded in tipping the chair sideways, with me still attached, onto the dusty floor. I wasn't amused, and even the sight of Izzy hastily searching around in her bra cup for the handcuff key didn't distract me from giving her a piece of my mind!

For once she didn't respond!

Clara had dashed straight back out into the shop, ready to try and fend off any unwelcome intruders, so we were left to drag our clothes quickly back on in an embarrassed silence. It was the first time that I'd seen even the slightest look of concern pass over Izzy's lovely features, and even Ilse and Frieda were just concentrating on making themselves look presentable in a record time.

By the time that we swapped glances as we finished dressing and ready to go through into the shop, we were all breathing heavily, and not just from the sex!

I couldn't believe it when Izzy finally nodded to everybody, a signal that we were ready, opened the door and then pushed me through first!

I'm not sure what I expected when, in a bit of a panic, I scanned the room. The store had been more or less empty when we'd come in, so it wasn't likely that we would miss the presence of the local police if they'd been called!

But, to my surprise, the place was packed! It seemed like all the women in the crowd that had gathered outside had come in, and were busy delving through trays of panties, rifling racks of pretty slips, bra's and suspenders. The changing rooms were full, and next to us at the till, Clara was beaming as she served a growing queue of customers.

There was a general buzz and air of excitement about the place which stilled as soon as we appeared. Heads turned, friends whispered to each other and I went beetroot red as I felt all the women undressing me in that instant of recognition. So much for the masks! But at least they were all were smiling!

"Get a move on Paolo!" urged Ilse behind me as I was pushed forward into the throng. It was impossible not to make contact with some of the women as we eased our way through the narrow gaps between display items, and I felt more than one hand on my behind as I quickly made for the door, and heard a number of what I presumed were coarse suggestions whispered in my ear but fortunately my Italian wasn't entirely up to deciphering all the offers!

Behind me I heard Clara calling Izzy back, presumably for a bollocking, but my target was the door, and moments later Ilse, Frieda and I stumbled out, back into the sunshine. It was totally quiet and tranquil. We exchanged looks of amazement, and then fell into each other's arms laughing as we realised that we'd got away with it.

"Wow, unbelievable Paolo," gasped Ilse, "you were so big! I felt as if I was sliding down a flag pole!! God, we've got to do that again!"

I was pleased at the compliment, but Frieda jumped excitedly in before I could object about a replay. She was bubbling too, "And did you see the way that Izzy came when I got my fingers into her pussy! She was so wet already before I started on her. It must have been the sight of you humping Paolo so hard, Ilse!"

Our enthusiastic recollections were interrupted after a few minutes though by the re-appearance of Izzy. She looked quite stern.

"Did Clara give you a hard time?" asked Frieda in concern.

Izzy's lips pursed and I feared the worst.

"She was a bit shocked I think, but really, are you kidding! She's never had business like it!"

"And would you believe it," she whispered secretively as we leaned forward to hear more, "... she asked if we can come back again next week!!"

It probably took us a good ten minutes to stagger the short distance back to the square as we just dissolved into more riotous laughter! But we finally had to pull ourselves together in that busier area though when people started to give us strange looks.

We quickly got back to normal and had a short argument about where to go next so that we could 'rest up' before getting onto whatever Ilse had arranged as Izzy's public performance. I resolved that one by simply ignoring Izzy's increasingly strident pleas to go to one of the fancy coffee outlets in the main square and headed off back towards our original quiet cafe that we'd used on the way in. I didn't entirely want to be on public display at that moment, mainly in case someone had actually complained about the lingerie shop display, but also, I guess, because I fancied seeing Rosa again.

Given that I was a key player in the next 'act', Izzy really had no alternatively but to swear expressively in a most un-ladylike manner and then trail along after the rest of us!

We were soon settling down at our old table under the shade of the big tree, and I'd noticed that the place was a bit busier than when we'd left. There were a couple of more men reading papers and a young couple with a baby looking at the menu a little away from us. But it was hardly bedlam. Clearly trade for Rosa was a bit of a problem.

This time it was Ilse's turn to head off for the washroom to 'freshen up' whilst the rest of us settled back to wait for Rosa who was busy serving coffee to one of the old men. It didn't take long and she soon headed our way, taking out her little notepad from her trim white apron in readiness for our order. She gave me one of her lovely smiles as she greeted us.

"Buongiorno Paolo, I'm pleased to see you and your friends have come back, have you been anywhere interesting?" she added with a rather expressive look that made me squirm a little in my chair as I knew exactly what she was implying.