Afternoon Delight

 

 

 

 

 

Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight
My motto's always been 'when it's right, it's right'
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way

 

“What a classic,” Eleanor thought as she listened to the radio, smiling as she flicked through the pages of a magazine.  In her early fifties, with long grey-blonde hair that fell over the shoulders of her cap sleeved white blouse, with brass buttons and little metal studs around the sleeve hems.

 

She was a child of the seventies, and liked to dress in that style – hence the tight white jeans, and the thigh high chocolate brown leather boots with a three inch stiletto heel.  As she put the magazine down, she stretched her arms up and sighed, before she called out “Jan – ready for some lunch?”

 

“Could be Mum,” a young female voice called down as Eleanor headed to the kitchen, opening the door of the refrigerator and looking to see what she could use.  She could hear the click of a pair of heels on the wooden floor, and smiled as she watched her daughter walk in.

 

Jan was twenty one, and had long brown hair that framed her face and fell over the shoulders of her cream coloured blouse.  The blouse was on over a white vest, and she had a white sash tied round her waist as a belt.

 

Adjusting her brown glasses, she said “What are we going to have – and what is that song?”

 

“Afternoon delight,” Eleanor said as she sang to the chorus.

 

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Jan shook her head and laughed as she stood there, the legs of her own white jeans also tucked into a pair of thigh high leather boots – white ones in her case.

 

“Got some salmon and salad – sound good?”

 

“Sounds good to me,” Jan said as she turned to leave the room – and then said quietly “Mum?”

 

“What is it,” Eleanor said as she looked out – and saw the two balaclava masked men standing there, one holding a knife as he looked at the two women, and the other a holdall.

 

“Well now,” the man with the knife said, “looks like we’re going to have some fun…”

 

“Who are you,” Eleanor said as she closed the door, and looked at both of them.

 

“Not important,” the knife wielder said as he grabbed Jan and held the knife to her side, “you behave, do what we say, there’s no problem, got it?”

 

Eleanor nodded as he looked at his partner.  “I think we’re in luck Bing – take care of the MILF here.”

 

“MILF?  How dare – hey!”  Eleanor was taken by surprise as the second man put the bag down on the table, opened it and took out a length of rope before he walked behind her, pulled her arms behind her back and wrapped the rope around her wrists, binding them tightly together palm to palm as the rope went around and between her arms.

 

“What is he doing Mum,” Jan said quietly as she stood watching her mother’s expression, Eleanor saying “I think they’re going to tie us both up Jan – I need you to be brave.”

 

“Listen to Mummy,” Bing said as he pulled the rope tight and then tied the ends off, out of reach of her long fingers.  Jan slowly nodded as Eleanor grimaced, unable to move her hands apart as the man took a second, much longer length of rope, and tied it round her arms and body, pulling it tight below her chest and then wrapping it around her, tighter with each pass, forming bands above and below her chest as he did so.

 

Eleanor bit down on her lower lip as he did this, looking down as her chest was forced out, the fastenings on her blouse straining under the tension of her binding, but there was something else.  She was terrified, for her and Jan, but something inside her was stirring, something different…

 

“Mum!”

 

“Oh – sorry Jan,” Eleanor said as she looked at the other man.  “He’s Bing – who are you, Chandler?”

 

“Joey – and you don’t talk unless we talk to you,” Joey said as he gripped Jan’s arm even more tightly, while Bing fed the rope under the lower band on Eleanor’s left hand side, and pulled it up, tightening the binding on that side and taking it around the back of her neck before he did the same on the other side, and tied the rope off behind her.  As she twisted round, Eleanor could feel the ropes rubbing on her – as Jan said “Mum, what are you doing…”

 

“You’re about o find out,” Joey said as he put the knife down, and grabbed a length of rope from the back, making Jan put her own hands behind her back before he started to bind her arms – but at her elbows, not her wrists, Jan gasping as her shoulders were pulled back and her own chest forced out, opening her blouse slightly as he cinched the binding.  Her elbows were touching when he had finished, as she looked down and felt the rope around her own wrists.

 

“Okay lady,” Bing said as he turned Eleanor round, “jewels, money, safe – tell me where they all are.”

 

“And if I tell you, you leave us alone?”

 

“If you don’t…”  He nodded to Joey, who tugged on the rope around Jan’s wrists and tied it off before he reached round and squeezed her chest hard, making her call out “MUM!”

 

“All right – don’t hurt her, I’ll tell you,” she said as Joey grabbed a longer length of rope, and started to bind Jan’s upper body in the same way as hers.

 

“Start talking…”

 

“In my bedroom – jewel boxes are in the top drawer, and there is a safe in the wardrobe.  The combination is…”

 

“Do you get some sort of sick pleasure out of this,” Jan whispered as her upper arms were forced against her body, the ropes rubbing on her above and below her chest.

 

“Yes, yes I do,” Joey said quietly as he tied a knot at her back, and then threw the rope over her shoulder, Jan watching as he walked in front of her and fed the rope around the lower band of rope below her breasts.  The back of his gloved hands stroked over her top, and she was surprised to feel it – she had been totally unaware of the effect on her nipples with the top stretched tight, and as he pulled the rope back up they were pushed even more up and out.

 

“Shit,” she whispered as the rope was taken over her other shoulder and pulled up trying to twist round but with no success as it was tied off.  “Mum – Mum, I feel…”

 

“I know – try not to show it,” Eleanor whispered as Bing picked up the bag.  “Front room – march,” he said as he pushed Eleanor towards the hallway, Joey forcing Jan to follow them.  As she walked, the ropes kept rubbing on her, as Eleanor tried no tot show what they were doing to her, how they were making her feel…

 

As Bing walked Eleanor in, he walked quickly over and drew the long drapes across the windows, before he said “sit down, both of you,” putting the bag on the coffee table as he did so.

 

“Mum, what are thy going to do,” Jan said as she sat next to her mother.

 

“Hopefully, just tie our legs and leave us alone,” Eleanor whispered as Bing knelt down and crossed her ankles, before grabbing more rope from the bag and binding them tightly together.  She watched as he pulled the rope tight, passing it round several times before separating the ends and passing them between her legs.

 

As she watched her daughter having her ankles bound in the same way, she tried to move her legs, but it was useless – all that happened was her booted legs rubbing together, the leather squeaking as she giggled.

 

“Mum?  Are you feeling all right?”

 

“I’m not sure,” Eleanor said as she looked over, while Joey began to bind her legs together below her knees.  Jan stared at her, before she mouthed “you as well” as she felt the rope forcing her own ankles together.

 

Eleanor slowly nodded, trying not to attract the attention of the masked man as his hands stroked the back of her legs, trying to ignore the tingling she was feeling as he passed the rope between her legs and secured it behind them.  This was – exciting her?

 

He looked up and smiled as Bing tied off her daughter’s legs, and they wriggled round.  “What about you little one,” Joey said, “jewels, money?”

 

“In… In my room,” Jan gasped as she wriggled round.

 

“Good – keep them quiet.”

 

“What do you mean – HEY!”  Eleanor shouted out as Bing suddenly grasped her breast in his hand, but before she could do anything else he pushed a folded cloth into her mouth, and then wrapped white tape round her head, trapping her hair against the back of the neck as he did so.

 

“No – please, I’ll be quiet, dohnnddthhssstmmmm,” Jan said as she was gagged in the same way, the two men leaving them as they heard footsteps going up the staircase.

 

Jan looked at her other as her blouse opened under the strain of the ropes, and said “Whhtddhhwhhdd?”

 

hhddhnntknhhh,” Eleanor said as she felt the top buttons of her own blouse give, the top band if rope now rubbing on her bare chest as she groaned.

 

And not only her – she looked ta Jan as she closed her eyes under her glasses and groaned as well.  The two women looked at each other, trying not to move as the DJ on the radio said “and here is the Starlight Vocal Band with Afternoon Delight…”

 

Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight
My motto's always been 'when it's right, it's right'
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way

 

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

 

Started out this morning feeling so polite
I always though a fish could not be caught who wouldn't bite
But you've got some bait a
waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
A little afternoon delight
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Please be waiting for me, baby, when I come around
We could make a lot of lovin' 'for the sun goes down

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Afternoon delight!

 

Hmmghhdddhmmshhtttt.”

 

Eleanor looked over at Jan and said “whttdhdhumhn?”  Her daughter looked over, wriggling as her blouse opened up and the slip underneath was exposed.  Jan looked back, her eyes half closed as she said “Hpppmhmmmhmmmfeellhnndhmmp.”

 

Eleanor knew what she was meaning – despite herself, she was feeling a little hot and damp as well, despite everything, and as she closed her legs she hoped they would not…

 

“Well, well – looks like our little ladies are having fun.”

 

She recognised Bing’s voice, and then saw his gloved hands as he reached down from behind her and started to massage her chest, Eleanor shaking her head as she tried to get out of the way – a futile struggle, as the ropes rubbed on her, and she groaned into her gag.

 

Plhhssdhdnnnttt…”

 

As she looked to the side, she saw Joey doing the same thing to Jan, having pulled her blouse to the side, his gloved hands kneading her breasts as they sat in the rope harness, her nipples visibly hardening under the slip – and then he eased that up, Eleanor’s eyes widening as he started to massage her bare breasts.

 

No – not just him!  Bing had pulled her blouse open as well, and eased her bra down, as his gloved fingers pinched her own nipples.

 

Her incredibly heard, incredibly sensitive nipples…

 

Hmmhhfhcknnghhddd,” she groaned as she closed her eyes and twisted in response to his assault, feeling the dampness between her legs now, and realising in the same breath he must be able to see it too…

 

Started out this morning feeling so polite
I always though a fish could not be caught who wouldn't bite
But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
A little afternoon delight
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Please be waiting for me, baby, when I come around
We could make a lot of lovin' 'for the sun goes down

 

Thheshngghghhnn,” she moaned as she opened her eyes, seeing Jan as Joey removed her glasses and put them to one side, and then the two men walked in front of them, both women shaking their heads as they unfastened their jeans and pulled them down, and then pulled their damp panties down, exposing their crotches to the air as both men knelt down and put their heads down there.

 

“HHHHSHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT”

 

Eleanor blinked as she looked at Jan, her head thrown back and her eyes closed as Joey moved his head, and she wondered why – and then she felt Bing’s lips on her mound, his tongue as it slipped up her, licking her juices as her eyes opened wide and she slowly groaned.  This – this was driving the fear, the terror, clean away as her animal instincts kicked in, and she wriggled more, feeling his tongue as it slipped past her petals and licked her…

 

“MMMMWHTSHHPPHHNNNN,” Jan mumbled as Joey kissed and licked her as well, before he pulled her down onto the floor, straddling her legs as he kissed her breasts, sucking on her nipples as she felt the heat, the dampness, the pleasure…

 

Eleanor was powerless to stop Bing doing the same to her, but as he enveloped her nipples in his lips, running his tongue over her nipples in turn as he sucked, she heard another sound – the sound of a zip being pulled down, and something else.

 

Opening her eyes, she looked at Bing, and then between her legs as she shook her head - and then watched as he took a silver square from his pocket, ripping it open as he slipped the condom on, and then kissed her neck, making her call out in lust as she heard Jan say “Plslshvvhffrrrr…”

 

Whchnntsthppthmm,” Eleanor said as she looked over, Jan looking at her as well and then at Joey as she said “Hmhhghhdddd…”  Closing her eyes, she felt the tip of his cock as he stroked it over her petals, and she felt them part, inviting him in as he slipped inside her.  It was a wonderful, sensational feeling – and then she opened her eyes wide as he thrust forward, tearing her hymen as she screamed “HMMMHFFHCKKNNGHDDDDD!”

 

Eleanor nodded as she felt Bing enter her, gripping him as her instincts kicked in, and she thrust her hips up responding to him as he grew inside her, his firm member rubbing on all her sensitive spots as she felt the throbbing as well.

 

This was a new sensation to Jan, but as she felt the throbbing against the walls of her passage she started to move in time with Joey’s thrusts, nodding as she heard his groans as well, and felt the increase in the throbbing, an increase in the pressure inside her, the sweet, delightful, exciting pressure as she felt something else inside.

 

“HMMMGHHDDDDDDDDDD.”  Eleanor closed her eyes as she heard Bing’s panting, felt his thrusts increase, felt the heat inside her, the pressure, the throbbing making her groan as well as the fire grew more and more steady.  She knew what was coming, what was coming for Jan, and she was glad they had protection – while at the same time, prying it held firm.

 

Firm – oh fuck he was so firm…

 

 

Jan looked at her mother, as Eleanor looked back, both of them responding to the increased thrusts as their moans increased, and then Jan started shaking, feeling for the first time a full and true orgasm as she gripped Joey’s cock, and felt the sudden release inside her as she screamed in delight.

 

Eleanor followed soon after, closing her eyes as the waves of pleasure swept over her, feeling the flow inside her as Bing groaned as well, and she moved on him, urging him on as much as she could.

 

Eventually she collapsed against the seat, her eyes opening as she felt the sweat on her brow, and opening her eyes as she watched Bing slip out of her, smiling as he and Joey removed the soiled rubbers, and adjusted their clothing.

 

Looking to the side, she saw Jan looking at her, breathing heavily through her nose as she said “MMhhmmmm…”

 

Hknnhhh, eknnhhh,” she whispered through the gag, Jan seeing her mother’s lips move under the tape as the two masked men took two more lengths of rope from the bag, passing them round the waists of the two women and letting the rope fall between their legs, Elanor groaning as the lengths of cord hit her damp, soft, sensitive mound.

 

Mmmhhmhwhtshphhnnhh?”

 

She opened her eyes and watched as Joey pulled her daughter down, making he rile on her bound arms and then rolling her onto her stomach as he pulled the rope up between her legs.  Bing was doing the same to her, the two women lying aside by side as Bing pulled Eleanor’s ankles back – and then waited.  She wondered what was happening, and then heard Jan moan as Joey reached between her legs and pulled the rope up, before passing it to Bing as he tied the ends round the older woman’s ankles.

 

He then reached between Eleanor’s legs, the rope rubbing on her bare slit and making her groan as t slipped between her own petals, and then she felt the pressure as Joey tied that rope to Jan’s ankles.  It was pleasant, different, and as she turned her head she saw Jan with her head to the side, nodding, afraid to move.

 

“Have fun ladies – and thanks for all the nice things,” Joey said as the to men left, the radio playing as they lay there, unsure of what they should do – and then the song played again as they looked at each other.

 

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

 

Eleanor nodded as Jan tried to move her ankles, groaning as the rope rubbed on her, feeling the pleasure grow again and she responded in kind, moving her own ankles as Jan groaned as well.  Looking at the wall on the clock, she knew it would be hours before her husband came home and found them – and her desires were overriding everything else.

 

As was the case with Jan, as they slowly moved their legs, helping each other to become more and more aroused as their muffled groans increased, and the music played as they brought each other to anther climax…

 

 

Afternoon delight!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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