Non-Fiction Meeting my friends

First off, this outfit was a mistake. It's not warm enough and it's WAY more see-through than it was supposed to be... The black leggings/crop top co-ord set is really supposed to be worn by someone half my size and half my age, but here I am, and the red high heels matching the red dog collars on my neck and strapped around my boobs in lieu of a bra are only making me feel more self-conscious and conspicuous

My husband has his hand on my ass which is nice and makes me feel his but my nipples are shamefully erect in response to the cold, the "hidden" bondage and generally standing on a train platform dressed like this, and that's before the only contents of my purse are vibrators, cuffs, chains, padlocks and two sets of nipple clamps He's let me wear my leather jacket but it doesn't fasten over my bust

I haven't seen Emily since early December, her husband Thomas since even longer, and it's been a couple of years since we last saw Jack and Sam from Bristol. It's going to be really nice seeing them again, and probably really intense since the plans I know about are pretty hot, and they have plans that I don't know about...

Tom and Emily's train should be arriving in the next few minutes. I'll update when I can

 

[misskubo]

Emily has just brazenly groped and bounced my tits and told me "don't worry, it's going to get worse" before slapping my ass.

On.

The.

Train.

Station.

Platform

 

[misskubo]

Emily has a lot of red rope in her bag... She wants to get me so wet my leggings are transparent and I have two and a half hours to edge 500 times (glad I won the coin toss, otherwise it would have been 1000 times ) without cumming, on the train, or they're going to tie me in a rope bra and crotchrope - over my outfit

 

[misskubo]

God damn, it's bad enough every time the train stops, I wish people would stay still between stations

My leggings are ruined... I'm not even halfway towards my target yet

 

[misskubo]

OMG I made it

Which means I get either the rope bra or crotchrope

... waiting for the coin toss...

Tails

 

[Vodin11]

send us a pic (nothing too risky) so we may enjoy your plight with you although your description is great and no pics are needed

 

[Vodin11]

OMG I made it

Which means I get either the rope bra or crotchrope

... waiting for the coin toss...

Tails

is tails good or bad LOL

 

[misskubo]

is tails good or bad LOL

Tails was the crotchrope. She made a leash with it

 

[misskubo]

Walking crotchroped from the train station bathroom and out into the streets of Bristol, even flanked by Tom, my husband and Emily who made my crotchrope a leash, was humiliating as Hell And I was already feeling pretty humiliated with my round belly exposed by the crop top, the fact that I had on no underwear other than two red collars around my tits that were visible through the material, and my pussy had soaked through the fabric between my legs while Emily had edged me 500 times on the train ride here The rain did nothing to make my clothing any more opaque

Luckily we only had to walk a couple of minutes to where Jack was parked waiting to put away our luggage and take us to a nearby independent coffee shop where I could hide at a corner table while my husband and Emily continued to make a playground of my tits and tug on the crotchrope under the table... My blush alone was hotter than the coffee and sandwiches Jack and Tom bought over, and a couple of minutes later Sam joined us. Of course, she and Emily were dressed normally - sexy, but normally - I felt like such a slut

Small talk catch-ups are hard for me to follow when I'm the group submissive, but it was so nice to see everyone, it's been too long... But my humiliation would go on a little bit longer because when we finished our lunch, we headed to a local adult store where the girls had no issues sliding their hands up into my top to grope my tits or pinch my nipples while we shopped for lingerie, discussed the available range of sex toys and bought an enormous dildo to have fun with later while their hands wandered over my body and I was still wearing the crotchrope leash ... At one point, Sam exposed my tits completely when she thought we were suitably hidden from view, licked my nipples before covering me up again, and Emily wasn't being gentle with the crotchrope leash

When we were done shopping, they made me carry the bags while we walked back to Jack's Range Rover so he could drive us to our hotel to get checked in and take our luggage to our rooms...

Thankfully they removed the crotchrope, but instead they attached nipple clamps with bells to my nipples, OVER my crop top so I was jingling the whole way back while the bells swung from my erect burning nipples the whole way

After my husband and Tom got us checked in, Tom and Emily dropped off their suitcase while I changed out of the crop top and leggings and into the leather waist corset with garter straps, black seamed stockings and black patent stiletto pumps that is the uniform for the submissives in our circle. When Tom and Emily knocked on our door, I had to let them in dressed like that and took Emily's coat before allowing her into the room, revealing her slender, sexy body dressed identically and now collared in the white thick leather posture collar Tom gave her after they'd got married and Sam and I were pony girls for her collaring ceremony...

We didn't have a closet in the room, it's too modern for that. There's a sliding door that closes the bathroom and reveals an area for hanging clothes up. My husband gently pushed me to the wall, pressing my tits against it while he tied my wrists behind my back and then retrieved my clover clamps from my purse and attached them to my nipples... Now he guided me into the area with the clothes rail and knelt down to tie my ankles together.

While he'd been binding me, Thomas had been binding Emily and she was positioned opposite me, facing each other, crotchroped herself now... Whereas the slack end on me had been used as a leash, Tom draped it over the coat rail... and then tied it tightly to the chain between my nipple clamps and pulled it until it was pulling hard, on my clover clamps and on Emily's crotchrope, and tied it into place

The first few minutes were uncomfortable but kind of fun as our respective husbands groped and teased us... But it would soon get much more difficult (and painful) when they took first my shoes off, and then Emily's, forcing us to try and stay up on tiptoes to prevent further tormenting each other... And now they used the violet wand to start shocking us, making it harder to stay still, stay up... Every movement made the clover clamps seem to nibble on my tender nipples, and Emily's crotchrope... She has her own sets of nipple clamps and Thomas attached the jewelled, weighted set to her labia and the set with the square vice-style clamps to her nipples, making her squirm and moan and tug at the nipple chain joining my clover clamps while my husband continued to zap my thighs and breasts with the violet wand

He had to remind us to stay quiet so the neighbors wouldn't hear

I was starting to get achy in my legs and feet from holding myself upright... Tom told us we would be allowed to make out if we could last ten minutes, but at that point they switched out the violet wand for the cane... There wasn't a lot of room to swing it but they could swat our tits and put thighs and tap the bottoms of our feet... I tried my best, but I dropped with three minutes to go, pulling hard on the clover clamps and Emily's crotchrope, both of us moaning in pain... Thomas untied the crotchrope first before I could have my nipples painfully released and she was allowed an edge with the massage wand vibrator as a reward for "winning"...

We were untied and allowed coats for the ride to Jack & Sam's. As punishment for losing the game, I would be placed onto their wooden pony that my husband made for them over 10 years ago, with my ankles bound to my thighs so I couldn't ease the pressure of my weight bearing down on that one concentrated spot between my legs ... My husband tightly roped my tits and I had the clamps with the bells put back on my tender nipples and then they lit some massage candles and dripped the hot wax over my tits as I struggled and moaned... And then Jack bought his wooden spanking paddle over and everyone took turns giving my tits ten hard hits with it, starting with Sam and Emily, although they left me at the mercy of the boys then while they prepared dinner and their counting was somewhat haphazard

Finally, with my tits burning as hot as my crotch on the wooden pony, I was released from the clamps and the ropes and allowed off to nurse myself and kneel beside my husband as he took his seat at the dining table for dinner.

After my husband had fed me and finished his own meal, I was told they had something to help cool down my burning tits, which turned out to be literal as the girls made me rest them in two little bowls and decorated them with ice cream, whipped cream, sticky sauce and sprinkles... It was cold until the licking started, but by the end of it they, and I, were burning hot

With dessert finished, it was time for the first round of the cockwarming game I first read about in Emma's blog

Non-Fiction Post in thread 'Emma's Willing Disgrace'

Jan 6, 2026

Chapter 5 - Used For A Science Experiment

This is an older story of mine, so apologies if anyone has seen this before.

Long story short, I mentioned "cockwarming" around one of my guy friends, who didn't know what the hell that was. I explained that it was basically where you get hard, stick your dick inside a vagina, then leave it in there, while the pussy essentially, "keeps it warm!"

Good guy #1 shared this newfound revelation with the other gents, and pretty soon, all four guys wanted to try it out... ON ME!!

Naturally, these guys could not simply *do it,* just...

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Our poor boys... In order to not skew the results of the game, as there would be three separate rounds, they wouldn't be able to cum until the Sunday, and each of them would be "testing" their own wife last, so while Thomas would be getting his cock warmed by Sam and my husband would be inside Emily, I had Jack's cock slipped into me. They couldn't move once they were inside us and we had to lie still, but they could do anything to us that they wanted. The sounds of moans, of slaps, was SO fucking sexy and all my body wanted to do was start writhing and fucking Jack's hard cock... Until he started twisting my nipples and then pinching my clit making me grunt and scream with pain...

At around 5 minutes, Tom slipped out of Sam... A minute later, despite really going to town on torturing my pussy, Jack started to lose it... And for another five minutes I had to endure the sounds of my husband - my cancer survivor husband who struggled with erectile dysfunction for months from having had to have a catheter - slapping Emily's tits and edging her with his thumb until he started to lose his own hard on...

But that was just the first part of the game... Emily had an idea to get the boys hard again...

Kneeling in front of them with our arms folded behind our backs, we would lick the tips of their cocks - just lick and just the tip.

We would be disqualified if the boys lost their erection, they tried to face fuck us, or if we did anything besides just lick their tips, and we would get a punishment... Winner would be the first girl to get her guy hard and at the brink of orgasm.

This time I won... Jack lasted just shy of 9 minutes and had to stop.

My husband was a close second to Emily and once he knew he was last, Tom couldn't help himself forcing his cock into Sam's sexy mouth and into her throat... But her forfeit would be played out the following night...

With the boys' cocks throbbing and our pussies dripping, it was time for us to go back to our hotel and try to get some sleep...

 

[misskubo]

Jack and Sam were meeting us for breakfast in the hotel Saturday morning. My husband kept me naked to answer the door to them and to Tom and Emily before I was allowed to shower and get dressed, such as it was in my wet look T-shirt dress and the same red heels I'd worn yesterday... The girls were making absolutely sure I wasn't sitting on my skirt, but at least I got to return the "favor" on Sam this morning who had no lingerie under her short skirt and fluffy sweater... She had tights on but they were the sort that are open around the crotch to simulate stockings and garter belt... So we rather kept each other warm over breakfast ...

Once everyone was satisfactorily fed, we went back to Tom and Emily's room for the second round of our cockwarming game...

I should make clear at this point there were scores for each round, 3 points for cockwarming longest or getting our guys to the brink or orgasm fastest, 1 point for runner up and none for the round loser... And my husband told me I would ONLY be getting to cum this weekend if I won!

This time my husband would be with Sam, I would be with Thomas and Jack would be with Emily... Laid naked on the double bed with me and Emily over one side and Sam over the other, the boys got themselves "ready" and then "entered" us... Now not only could we hear what was happening to each other, we could feel the bed moving too... Jack was gentler with my pussy than Tom had been, but crueller with my tits, slapping them as well as pinching, tugging and twisting my nipples ...

My husband and Sam were the first out this time at around 5 minutes... Sam's moan of disappointment and the fear of another forfeit seemed to spur Tom on, and probably Jack as well ... At about 9 minutes, Jack pulled out of Emily while Tom was able to keep himself stiff tormenting me for almost another four minutes!

At this point I feel like I need to defend Sam, she's absolutely gorgeous, very tall and slender with legs that go on forever! She's not as curvy as Emily (and definitely not as curvy as me) but she can walk in bondage ballet heels and wear super tight latex (more on that later!)

Anyway, she made up for it, getting my husband to the point of having to stop in the blowjob game at 7 minutes...

Emily got Jack there at around 9 minutes, while Tom was nearly 11 minutes before he stopped himself from erupting on my tongue...

Now we were all extremely horny, it was time to head out (and put some slightly more sensible shoes on because today we were going to walk)...

Where better to take our minds off our unsatisfied arousal than Ann Summers?

After some shopping in there with three matching red strappy teddies with peephole busts and zip-open crotches in a small, medium and large (not XL, for a change!), and then some more mainstream shopping, we went on a self-guided (although really Sam-guided) Banksy tour, before ending up at some lovely independent shops for the end of the afternoon.

Since I'd already spent time on the wooden pony the previous night and Sam and Emily had prepared dinner, tonight we swapped... Although all of us wearing the matching teddies left me feeling quite dangerously exposed for trying to cook...

While I was doing that, Sam and Emily were mounted on the wooden pony with their wrists and elbows tied behind their backs, and wearing ballgags with O-rings that were padlocked together so that their breasts were forced to grind against each other while they struggled on the pony and the boys used a cat o'nine tails on them to keep them squirming...

I only got to watch for a couple minutes, and mainly had to focus on cooking and not burning myself... But the guys liked the look of them there so much that they kept them there but removed their gags for me to feed them before kneeling by my husband's feet for him to feed me...

Finally the girls were allowed off the wooden pony for the third and final round of our cockwarming game...

Maybe it was the amount of time they'd spent aroused and unsatisfied, or maybe it was the loving familiarity of their own partner, but all the boys lasted the longest this time around...

Alternatively massaging my tits and twisting my nipples, and edging me with his other hand, wasn't enough though for me to keep my husband hard for longest this time At about 14 minutes, he'd kept it up as long as he could and we were out... I got my clit slapped in defeat

Longest was Emily and Tom at 17 minutes, with Sam and Jack coming (but not cumming) second about a minute earlier...

I thought we were going to go straight into the last round of the blowjob game to see the final scores... But they had a surprise for me first

The girls took me upstairs and forced me out of my strappy teddy... Into a swimsuit adorned with the US flag... and with thumbtacks hot glued in the cups and the crotch and a worn pair of blue suede stiletto pumps Sam had found in a charity shop for walking back downstairs...

The boys had laid down plastic sheeting and an inflatable paddling pool underneath the wooden pony and Jack was wrapping cling film around it... Tom and my husband were stirring two buckets filled with gunge that my husband had ordered from messy supplies.co.uk, one turquoise and one green... They had plastic jugs waiting nearby...

Oh.

My.

God

With the tacks in the swimsuit, my second time on the wooden pony was WAY more uncomfortable than the first and it was going to get a whole lot worse...

The rope they bound my wrists behind my back with would be ruined, and so would the swimsuit and the heels... But oh my God, I'd been having fantasies about this since I was a teenager... (Not exactly like this, but...)

God, but the tacks on the wooden pony hurt... The girls started off, Sam caressing my thigh, Emily pulling my head back by my hair... She poured her first jug full of turquoise gunge between my cleavage, the lukewarm substance runny and oozing downwards, soon finding my crotch... Sam poured hers down my back making me gasp and squirm as it ran down between my buttocks... So far it stayed contained in the swimsuit, but that wasn't going too last long...

Tom and Jack went next... Like the girls, they wanted to pour the gunge inside my swimsuit too... Tom pulled it out at the top to pour it right over my tits, covering the both of them, and while he still held it, Jack did likewise, soaking my tits, my belly and my crotch with it and now it started glooping out of the swimsuit, down my thighs and legs and into the inflatable pool underneath me... He let go of the suit to let it snap back into place - with the thumbtacks in the breast cups, ouch

My husband kissed me then and asked me if it felt like I'd been imagining all these years...

"No... Worse," I said.
"Is that better?"
"Oh yeah..."

He kissed me again and told me he loved me... And then poured his first jug over my head so it was in my hair and washing down my body

Emboldened, the girls started pouring two more jugs over my head and my body while I squirmed and spluttered and the wooden pony crushed the thumbtacks into my burning, soaking, squelchy pussy

Oh my God, they covered me in the stuff, filled the swimsuit, gunged me from head to toe... Two 10 litre buckets of gunge poured over me or in my swimsuit, and when the buckets were empty, I was helped by the now naked girls off the wooden pony and into the paddling pool full of gunge and made to masturbate in front of everybody watching me until I edged...

The clean-up was relatively easy... The plastic sheets and paddling pool caught pretty much all of the gunge and with household salt it turned into water... Although emptying the pool out was an oversight that made more work for the boys than they'd planned, and getting me to the bathroom to salt and shower the gunge off of myself (and out of my hair ) was a bit of a careful operation...

But as best as we could tell, we hadn't ruined anything (although I might have to bring forward my next hair appointment)...

Surely now it would be time to finish our competition?

...no... but at least now Sam would be the target and not me.

While I showered and put my crotchless teddy back on, Sam was sent to change and when she was assisted back down to us, she was wearing a very tight, very shiny black cat suit, a matching hood with her blonde hair coming out in a ponytail from the top, blindfolding her and exposing the ball gag in her mouth... For now, she was barefoot, but she wouldn't stay that way once Jack had driven us to our destination nearby...

I remembered this place from the last time I was down here visiting Jack and Sam ... The nearby pub had an amateur band on that we could hear, although not make out songs they were playing, from our point a way down the street. We helped Sam into her ballet boots and then out of the car... Jack fastened her into her single sleeve armbinder and then strapped leather cuffs around her ankles, binding them with an 18" length of chain with a weight in the middle, and then we guided her across the street. When we were sure she was steady on her feet, we unfastened the zips over her nipples and between her legs... Emily fastened her jewel-weighted clamps to Sam's nipples and then we set to work rubbing her pussy, caressing her ass, teasing her with the clamps...

500 edges was going to be too much to ask for but that would be her target before the bnd finished their set... Emily and I were still wearing our red teddies and feeling very cold and exposed out here, but at least we were unbound and could see...

So before I last visited Emily, she'd demanded I hit a target of 20,000 edges in two weeks (and increased it to 25,000 after the first week) so I got used to doing hundreds of edges daily... Sam isn't as trained and so we only got her to 309 by the time the band stopped...

Emily suggested we couldn't leave her at such an uneven number and that she should get to 350 before we got her back in the Range Rover...

Jack didn't want to risk it, but relented when the band started an encore and challenged us to get her to 325!

We managed it and then hobbled her as quickly as we could back to the Range Rover. My husband sat in the back row so that Emily and I could seat Sam between us in the middle. We released her from the armbinder once we had her inside, but kept her ankles cuffed and her hood on and continued where we'd left off... In the comfortable warm interior of her husband's SUV, behind the dark tinted windows and locked doors, Sam found edging much easier and we got her to 350 as unaware pub patrons walked past us outside...

We didn't stop though as Jack drove us back home and got her to another 20, and got her to 400 on the driveway before the boys (and Emily and I) were too horny to continue and went inside to finish the blowjob contest...

Circling my tongue around the tip of my husband's erection and then sliding my tongue underneath before repeating, holding my husband's eye contact as I knelt with my hands behind my back... He came SO quickly! When I felt him starting to jerk I tilted my head back with my tongue out and my mouth open and got most of his cum inside my mouth, with a little bit going over my cheek and scarily close to my eye, but at a safe enough distance I wouldn't suffer the sting... That was about 6 minutes...

Tom had no such issues at around 7 minutes covering his wife's face and hair and then Jack started roughly face-fucking his wife who was still hooded in her cat suit and made her hold his cum in her mouth while she was moved back onto the wooden pony and her ankles secured to her thighs until Emily and I had edged her another hundred times!

The scores from the games put Emily and I on a tie... But there was one more game to play when the boys had recovered from their orgasms in the morning...

 

[misskubo]

I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to finish writing this all up for you all... There's reasons, as we'll get to...

SUNDAY

I was SO horny when we were alone in our hotel room, and my husband knew it, so to stop me from playing with myself I spent the night hogtied naked on top of the hotel bed to "cool me down" (my husband woke up a few times during the night and edged me to keep me "warm") so it wasn't a great night's sleep 🫩

Jack messaged my husband when they were on their way to us so he had time to untie me so I could put my waist corset, stockings and heels on ready to answer the door to them when they messaged us that they were outside in the hallway. It was early so we didn't want to wake our neighbors up and potentially get caught...

My husband lent me a hoodie for the walk to the stairwell, which just about covered my bare ass but not the stocking tops Sam seemed very nervous about removing her coat and when we were forced to disrobe in the stairwell, I saw why

I thought I'd felt exposed in my crop top and leggings on Friday, but now Sam was wearing a tight pink cropped T-shirt and super short white yoga shorts... Calling them shorts is very generous as they fit like panties, and neither they not the T-shirt left any doubt that she wasn't wearing any lingerie underneath...

When we came out of the stairwell on the floor below, Jack checked the coast was clear before Sam and I walked out. My husband had messaged Tom ahead of time so Emily was waiting at the door to let us straight into their room, wearing the same waist corset and stockings outfit as me.

We'd be going to a nearby place for breakfast, but first the boys wanted to "feed" us and decide who the winner of the weekend's contests was going to be...

Tied for first place and having been told by my husband that if I didn't win, I wouldn't be getting any orgasms until at least my birthday, I was very nervous about today's contest...

My husband created a wheel of fortune online with all the girls' names on it, although since he was choosing first he had to spin again when the first go settled on me... It assigned him Sam.

Tom went next and again the wheel picked me which left Emily to Jack.

Now with Tom timing us with the stopwatch on his phone, Sam knelt before my husband and I took hold of her head... I would now be forcing her to fuck my husband with her mouth with the aim of making him cum faster than the other guys...

He already had an erection from edging me overnight and walking us through the hallway, so we quickly got into a good rhythm of Sam taking him in just deep enough and then letting her back that she didn't have to stop to gag more than a few times... It happened maybe three times when my husband was ready to pop and completely erect... But we didn't lose too much time and when he clicked his fingers and grunted, I shoved Sam's face firmly to his crotch and held it as she squirmed while he pumped his orgasm into her

10 minutes 42 seconds was the official time to beat but now I had to kneel in front of Tom and let Emily take control

Emily showed no such concern for my wellbeing... Not only forcefully ramming my head repeatedly into Tom's crotch and occasionally holding me against him until I had to gag with his cock in my throat making it hard to breathe, she was twisting my nipple and calling me all kinds of dirty slut... Tom was rock hard and throbbing ready to burst and was trying to hold on to enjoy it as long as he could rather than climax in the quickest time... By the time his hot, thick seed exploded in my mouth and throat and threatened to come out of my nose and possibly my tear ducts, they beat Sam and I on my husband by over 2 minutes with a time of 8 minutes, 23 seconds!

Emily delighted in pinching both my nipples and twisting them hard while I tried to get my breath back, but then Sam had her hair and pulled her away to force her onto Jack's cock... with the merciless forced face fucking, the tit slapping, the teasing of Emily as a dumb blonde hucow (she's an accountant and extremely intelligent), Jack beat our time - just - at 10 minutes and 38 seconds!

Even before the scores were counted, I knew I hadn't won - hadn't lost and poor Sam was going to pay for that soon, but I would remain denied for another three weeks!!

Emily got 4 points (3 for getting Tom off fastest, 1 for getting Jack off 2nd fastest)

Sam got 1 point for getting Jack off in the second fastest time.

I got 3 points for getting Tom off fastest...

Guided blowjob/ forced face fucking game

Sam on Mat 10:42 (me controlling)
Me on Tom 8:23 (Emily controlling)
Emily on Jack 10:38 (Sam controlling)

Emily wins (3 points Emily, 3 points Sam), I come second (3 points Emily, 3 points me), Sam is longest (no points for Sam or me)... So the final scores were Sam 5, me 13 and Emily 14 ...

We could hear outside people starting to move around, likely heading downstairs for the hotel breakfast... We were planning to go to a nearby cafe today, but after our contest, we all needed to shower, and as the winner, we owed Emily an orgasm each... My husband and Jack went back to our room to shower up there and to bring me back some clothes because I couldn't get away with going to a cafe in just my waist corset...

We let Tom get the first shower while we helped each other out of our clothes, made out, groped, mainly focusing the attention on Emily, but teasing each other too, not helping the arousal cool off at all... When Tom was finished, the three of us squeezed into the shower and soaped Emily up under the hot water while she took turns making out with us while the other teased her pussy, caressed her tits, and then I went down on her and licked her pussy while she made out with Sam and held my head firmly against herself until she came... and then without giving her a chance to rest, Sam and I switched places, Emily and I forcefully groping each other as our tongues met and writhed hard against each other while she whimpered with intense pleasure and came again... She left us to it then, spent and hot, and Sam and I caressed soap over each other and kissed, albeit more gently than Emily and I had done... Both of us were soaking wet and hot with longing by the time we shut off the water and towelled off...

I found the clothes my husband had left and the two of us got dressed and slipped out of the room as quickly as we could because now Tom and Emily were fucking hard on the bed ...

I felt like I stood out in the black lace minidress my husband had dropped off for me... But then I saw Sam (Jack had taken her coat with him) and suddenly my outfit didn't seem so bad

I did change my high heels for the flat knee high boots I'd worn for walking around the previous day though... It wasn't a warm day, and my husband let me wear my leather jacket over the dress... Sam wasn't afforded any cover, Jack kept her coat and she felt very self-conscious in the hotel lobby while we waited for Tom and Emily to join us.

Still, I did feel sorry for Sam, as sexy as she looked, and tried to walk close to her to offer her some kind of modesty as we made our way to the cafe, and I let her take the corner seat nearest the wall... She had a nervous flush the whole time we were in there and on the walk back so we could collect our luggage and check out of the hotel rooms, and then we bid them a fond farewell as we got a taxi to the train station and Jack took Sam home to further punish her for losing the contests...

It was Emily's turn to try edging... 500 times, unless she lost the coin flip... And she did! She was complaining about wearing a skirt with no panties but we told her that would just help her with her task...

The train was quite busy so we had to stand for the first few stations... That helped as well as we could all crowd around Emily and slip our hands up her skirt, tease her sexy bottom as well as her juicy pussy... The first stop was only a few minutes, but I managed to edge her as we were slowing to stop... Rested my hand over her pussy as new passengers squeezed in past us... As the train started moving again, so did my fingers and Emily was trying to stifle her giggles... A moment or two later and our new companions left us to it to wander through the carriages before and behind us so it was just us again.

We had a half hour to the next stop... Emily melted into us as I rubbed her soaking pussy, my husband groped her ass and Tom pulled one of her tits up out of the V-neck of her top and caressed it... Or groped it... We got her to 54 by the time the train slowed to stop for the next station...

Again, people left and boarded around us. We still didn't have any seating together, but I let Tom take over under Emily's skirt and my husband grope her breasts, exposing both as we got moving again... I noticed Tom was hard again and Emily was rubbing it through his pants

The next stop was Birmingham and we had about 40 minutes... After a few minutes, my husband let me take over groping one of Emily's tits and making out with her while he groped the other one and her ass... She was hot and sweaty now... I wasn't gentle with her tit, and definitely not kind to her nipple and she was moaning and gasping and writhing... Oh God she was so sexy...

Finally at Birmingham we managed to get seats together and Emily was at about 110 edges... I had work to do... For the next 35 minutes I ground her clit relentlessly, keeping her from orgasming with vicious pinches to her clit when she started squirming and making little noises... she was at 247 when Tom and I swapped seats at the next station so I could rub my own husband's erection through his jeans and Emily could put her foot between my legs to tease the wet patch growing in my panties... Tom got her to almost 300 over the next half hour... We switched again at Derby and I did the best I could for my sexy friend, but we already knew she wasn't going to manage a thousand... She wasn't even on target for the original 500... so I slipped off my panties and we started making out...

When I'm not wearing panties, I'm not allowed to sit on my skirt so I had to hitch my dress up...

Next thing I felt her liberating my breast from my dress as we made out and she started massaging it and toying with my nipple while I continued rubbing her pussy and flicking her clit and my own arousal grew with every edge I gave her and her treatment of my tit got rougher and rougher

I had her at about 375 before having to break off and yank my dress back over my breast for the next stop... Both of us were hot and dishevelled as passengers left and boarded around us and we found ourselves less private for the next leg of the trip...

I hadn't used my vibrator yet this trip... But the worry there was Emily was soooo aroused... It would be too easy for her to lose control completely... And we needed a way of knowing when she edged... So I had to attach my clover clamps to my labia for her to tug on... try clamping your pussy discreetly on an aisle seat, even with a table - it's impossible

Even worse when Emily yanks hard on the chain to alert us to another edge... I'm not sure if we gave ourselves away or not, but our neighbors got up and left... We only had one more stop before our seats were claimed and it was only about 15 minutes away... Still, it was good to get the clamps off my labia, in the last 25 or so minutes, Emily had tugged on them some 40, 45 times ... Still, with no neighbors for this leg, we could make out some more...

...for about 2 minutes, until someone coughed as they sat down and glared at us as we separated ...

I tried to discreetly slip my hand back under Emily's skirt, but it wasn't really happening... And then, as expected, we had to give up our seats...

But that left us once again in the aisle by the door and with the guys covering us into the corner, Emily and I could make out freely again, me with my hands in her skirt, her exposing my tit and rubbing her husband's cock, while he groped her breasts, my husband rubbing my pussy... We got Emily to 500 and beyond, and I had maybe a dozen myself ... We got disturbed a couple times by people moving between carriages and one time I had to have my tits pressed to the wall to keep someone from seeing me but all of us were horny rolling into our penultimate stop...

It was a struggle to cover myself up with my dress, I only just managed to get them in before people started squeezing past us as the train slowed down to get off... The boys checked to see if there would be any free seats for the last leg of the journey, but none that would have let either of us sit with Emily... We now had a bunch of people around us by the door too, so further play would have been way too risky

My husband pocketed my panties and had fun teasing me with the fact, and my tits being not quite right in my dress due to hurriedly trying to stuff them back in...

Finally we were at our station and Emily had managed about 510 edges (517 by her count but Tom said he was dubious about some of them )

We had another train to catch and not much time to get it so I didn't get to see Emily collared, leashed and walked on all fours in the parking lot, or being a pet girl until she'd finished her edges, but Tom sent my husband some photos...

We went home, but had to stop off to pick up our daughter so it wasn't until later that I got to start paying for not winning the contest...

So now I have to do 1000 edges every day before my birthday... I was out of practice but a couple days later and I am back to full speed, I can manage 50 in about 20, 25 minutes...

Still, 1000 edges a day takes time, and obviously the more I do, the hotter I get, the slower I have to take it to not lose control... My body is pretty tender from slapping and pinching myself and I have to keep going even though my perimenopausal body can't make it's mind up if I'm on a period this hour or not 🫩

With the late nights and intense arousal, it's pretty hard to sleep... and all I ever want to do is slide my hands into my panties and go again because I'm addicted... , that and family responsibilities are why it's been so hard to get this all written up for you all.

I hope the wait has been worth it and that those who don't know me from Kinktalk have gotten an understanding of me now?

Thanks for reading