Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing December 7
The only interesting thing that happened was when I went to aerobics. Jon
decided to drop me off, instead of me taking the car, and I didn't get there
until a couple of minutes before Jenny got started. I was pleased to see that
Jenny was wearing her leotard as I was wearing mine. Just after we had started
I heard the door open and someone come in. When I looked over to see who the
person was, I got a bit of a shock. It was Jon, wearing a very baggy pair of
running shorts and a T-shirt. I was thinking of what to say to him at the break,
but remembered that he had told me that if he turned-up, then I was to ignore
him.
At the break Jenny went over to him and another man and was probably explaining
details of the course to them. After that she came over to me and said, "hi." We
had a little chat and I asked if she'd seen anything of the voyeuristic boy.
"Thankfully no" she said, and went to get the class started again. As usual, she
spent some of the time walking around telling people what they were doing wrong,
or right. She seemed to be spending quite a bit of time in front of Jon, and I
wondered why.
The same man was in front of me and having a good look at my pussy as my leotard
had disappeared inside my lips - again, and I was definitely wet as I was
dreaming-up things that Jon might be up to. At the end of the session Jenny came
up to me and said, "you'll never guess what that new man has been up to." Well I
could, but I wasn't going to let on. "No, tell me" I said. "His dick was hanging
out of his shorts and as the session went on it got harder and harder. In the
end it was rock hard and I could see every bit of it." "Disgusting!" I said,
"watch out, he's coming over."
Everyone else had gone off to get changed by then, just leaving Jon, Jenny and
me in there. As Jon walked up to us I could see his dick, outside his shorts,
pointing to the ceiling. Before Jenny could say something Jon say "Can I help
you to put the mats away?" "Err yes please, they go in that cupboard over there
(pointing to a door)." Jenny said, then looked at me as if to say 'I don't
believe this!' I said, "let's stay and watch this." Jenny didn't move so we just
stood there and watched as Jon collected and then put the mats away. He still
had his erection (outside his shorts) as he walked over to the door, opened it
and said, "after you ladies." We walked out without saying a word, and walked
into the girls changing rooms. By then everyone else had gone, and it was a good
job because Jon followed us in. When Jenny looked at him he just said, "Just
carry on, don't let me stop you" and he proceeded to take his clothes off and
get into the shower.
Jenny looked a little hesitant so I stripped off and walked to the shower saying
"come on Jenny, don't be shy." Jenny slowly stripped off and came to join us.
Jon and me were soaping ourselves and still pretending to not know each other as
Jenny turned-on another shower. Jon must have been waiting for that to happen as
he turned to me and said, ""will you suck that for me (pointing to his dick)." I
didn't say anything, but bent my knees and took his full length into my mouth.
Jenny's face was priceless, she must have been thinking that I was a right
tramp. Jon didn't cum, and after a minute he pulled out and said, "turn round
and bend over," so I did. As he rammed his dick into me I put my hands on
Jenny's hips and started licking the front of her pussy. She said, "I don't
believe this," but she still responded by opening her legs and letting my tongue
get into her hole.
As her (and mine) orgasm built, one of Jon's hands reached out and held her left
breast. The other hand reached under me and started massaging my left nipple. It
didn't take long for all three of us to cum, and when I stood up I said, "Jenny,
meet my Master, Jon. Jon this is Jenny." "I thought it must be" Jon said,
"Vanessa has told me all about what you two have been up to." Jenny blushed a
bit and was just going to say something when Jon said, "Vanessa has been a
little too forward, and needs to be punished, would you mind if we used your gym
please?" "Err yes" Jenny replied. Jon then told me to go into the gym and wait
for me. He went into the boys changing room for something while Jenny said that
she had better go and lock the school doors, and off she went - grabbing a towel
as she went.
As I waited for him in the gym I was wondering what Jon had gone for, and what
he was going to do for me. I didn't have to wait long. As soon as he walked in I
saw the cane in his hand and knew what was going to happen. I didn't have long
to think about it as he immediately told me to run from one end of the gym to
the other and back. I was totally naked and my little breasts bounced as much as
they could. I was on my third length when Jenny came back in and stood next to
Jon who said something to her. After 5 lengths I had to stop and spend 5 minutes
running on the spot in front of them. I don't know what Jon said to Jenny, but
she sat on the floor and watched me. Next I had to put my arms high in the air
and then jump into a spread-eagle position, then back. This workout was worse
that Jenny's. After that it was press-ups. I couldn't manage many of them and
was really sweating by then. After that it was standing on my hands and leaning
my feet against the wall. Then came lying on my back and pushing my legs and
body up so that I was on my shoulders and elbows. In that position I had to
spread my legs as much as I could and hold it until I collapsed. As I was like
that and getting a bit of a breather I saw that Jon was starting to get a
hard-on again.
After that I had to get in the 'crab' position and walk over towards Jenny and
get my open pussy as close to her as I could. At last Jon told me to stand up,
after a couple of seconds I had to part my feet about 18 inches and then bend
over and touch my feet without bending my knees. I just knew what was next, as I
looked back at Jon through my legs I saw him pick-up the cane and come over to
me. I closed my eyes and waited.
The first one landed as a bit of a surprise (don't know why). "Ow! One - thank
you Master" I said. After "Ten - than you Master," I was getting very wet and
close to crying. I looked as Jenny, who was mesmerised, but not that far-gone to
not be able to frig herself. Her right hand was moving rapidly. After "Fifteen -
than you Master," I was crying - a lot. Jon stopped and looked at me for a
minute, then moved a bit then number 16 landed. They were now landing on one
cheek and bending round and hitting my pussy lips. Numbers 18, 19 and 20 found
my clit. The pain was terrible, but at the same time my pussy was throbbing (and
not just from the pain). My juices had run right down to my knees. Jon stopped
after "Twenty - thank you Master." He told me to stand up straight and pull
myself together. As I stood there sobbing Jenny got up and came over to me. She
asked me if I was alright, and gave me her towel to wipe my face. Jon went off
to get changed and when I had stopped crying Jenny said, "Are you sure that
you're alright?" and "Why do you put up with it?" As we walked back to the
changing room I told her that I was happy with Jon, I needed Jon, and (pointing
to my juices running down my legs) would I do it if I wasn't getting pleasure
out of it? Jenny had no answers and she helped me have another shower and then
put my dress on. She kept telling me about all the red weals on my backside. I
said, "look at the ones on my pussy." She did and said, "Wow!"
Jon was waiting for us when we got to the schools doors. He asked Jenny to come
for a drink with us, but she declined. We went home with my trying to keep my
backside off the car seat.
Friday - was quiet apart from when the papergirl came. When I turned round to go
and get the money I heard her gasp and say "what happened to you?" I just said,
"I was a bad girl at school and my teacher punished me." "What!" she said, but
I didn't answer.
Saturday December 12
Jon woke me up at 4 o'clock in the morning. When I finally came round he told me
to pack a bag as we were going on holiday. It was my birthday on the Tuesday and
Jon had decided to 'treat his little slave'. At 8'oclock we were getting on a
plane to Tenerife. When we got there it was great to feel the heat as the plane
door opened. Walking across the tarmac I had trouble with my dress blowing up.
Jon told me that Tenerife was a quite a windy island, particularly in the
winter. I said that I could get used to winters like that. The coach took us to
Playa de las Americas and a Hotel called Columbus. We had a room that
over-looking the swimming pool. The weather wasn't as good as Ibiza had been,
but it was still a hell of a lot warmer than England, and we stripped off and
sat on the balcony. I'd seen one woman topless by the pool so I wasn't worried
when Jon told me to take my dress off. When I was sat on a chair on the balcony
people walking beside the pool would have trouble telling if I was topless,
never mind bottomless.
After about 30 minutes soaking up the sun Jon decided that he was hungry and
told me to put on a short wrap-round skirt and crop top, while he just put on
his baggy short running shorts and we went looking for a restaurant. As we were
walking down the street I realised that a lot of people were going to see the
lower half of my naked body that week, the wind was bad. We found a cafe‚ down
the street and had a good meal. After that we decided to go for a walk to see
what was there. Every time that we came to a corner I was expecting my skirt to
fly up. It did quite a few times and I got a few wolf-whistles. Jon was enjoying
it, and so was I in a way, Jon told me that the only time that I could hold my
skirt down was if there was a policeman looking. The Spanish police can (he
said) be a funny lot and lock you up for a very trivial reason. He said that he
had often seen them treat holidaymakers very badly.
We found a shopping mall that wasn't that big, and Jon said that we'd go back
later. There were dozens of tourist type shops that Jon said we would avoid. We
also found a sex shop, but it was closed. We wandered back to the apartment and
got there as it was getting dark. Jon went to the bar, but told me to go and put
on (in) my Ben Wa balls and come back to the bar. When I got back he was
chatting to a couple of girls that were about my age, or maybe a little younger.
Jon introduced them (Emma and Chloe) to me. They were on their second week there
and they told us about the main drinking area at the other end of town. Jon
asked about beaches and they said that there was one up by the lively part of
town, but not many more around that part of the island. Jon asked if they knew
of and naturist beaches and after couple of seconds silence, Emma said that she
had heard someone talking about a little beach a mile or so up the coast, but
she said that she didn't know exactly where it was as they hadn't been. Jon
said that we would be looking for it and asked them if they would like to come.
Emma said that we didn't look like naturists, and Jon laughed and said, "what
does a naturist look like?" That stumped them a bit and they had to admit that
neither of them had thought about it. Emma looked at Chloe and said, "what do
you think, shall we go with them?" Chloe replied, "let's think about it."
Jon told then that we were both naturists, and told me to stand up and prove it.
Without hesitation I stood up and lifted the front of my skirt up and showed
them my knickerless, bald pussy. I just stood there until Jon said, "OK Vanessa,
you can sit down now." Emma said that that didn't prove anything as she often
went out in a short skirt and no knickers. Jon said that I ALWAYS went without
knickers. We then had a conversation about how I kept my pubes so smooth and not
itchy. Both girls were interested in the machine that I have, especially as I
told them that I no longer needed it because the hair wasn't growing back. A
waiter came by just then and Jon ordered us all some more drinks then asked them
where they were going that night. When Chloe said that they had intended either
staying there or just going to one of the local bars, Jon asked if they would
like to join us for the evening.
We never got further than the apartment bar that night and we ended up getting
quite drunk. I have vague memories of being sprawled out on a big sofa and Emma
asking me what it had been like removing my pubic hair, one by one. but not much
else, I do know that Jon fucked me that night because I woke up next morning
with a sore and very sloppy pussy.
Sunday December 13
Woke up with one hell of a bad head. Jon had one as well, but no where near as
bad as mine. We didn't have any breakfast and spent the first half of the
morning drinking water on the balcony. About lunchtime Jon told me to put just
my bikini skirt, over-sized bikini top and shoes on and go and get us some food.
I walked to a supermarket just down the road and had some fun squatting down to
get something from the bottom shelf when people were walking by, and bending
over in front of man on the checkout. Each time someone gave me a filthy look or
a smile I just smiled back at them. On the way back one man turned round and
followed me after the front of my skirt blew up as he was walking towards me. I
guess that he was hoping for a rear view as well, so just before the Hotel
entrance I bent over to 'adjust' my shoe. He must have had a great view of my
ass and pussy.
After breakfast / lunch we went and hired a little jeep and Jon took me to a
little village about 3 miles up the coast. There was only a cafe and the odd
shop there, but Jon wasn't interested in them. We walked out of the village up a
hill and onto the coast path. At the top of the hill Jon told me to strip off
and we walked a couple of hundred yards to where the path went down into a
little valley. There was a minute little beach in the bottom, and a number of
little ramshackle homes made of rocks and anything else that had washed-up.
There were a few people around them who Jon said were dropouts. As we walked
down I saw that they were all scruffy and thin, I guess that Jon was right. No
one took any notice of us and we walked up the other side of the valley. In the
next valley there was a beach about 100 yards long with some 'white' sand
(unlike the 'black' sand in Playa de las Americas). There were only about a
dozen or so people on them, all naked.
Jon decided where we were going to settle, and we lay on our towels for about an
hour. I dozed off, and when I woke up a youngish couple were just above us with
a baby that looked no more than a couple of weeks old. The couple were naked as
well, and the woman was laid with her legs open. When I looked up towards her I
could see that her pussy lips were open, and so was her hole, about an inch. I
could see right into her. About an hour later the man pitched a tent a little
way up the hill, and they went and moved into it.
The waves started getting bigger and bigger, and Jon decided that getting them
crashing over us would really wake us up. So, in we went, slowly at first, then
right into them. It was really cold and the waves were pushing us all over the
place. We came out for a rest and I noticed that Jon had got a hard-on. He said
that it was the waves pounding down on him that caused it. As we sat there 2 men
and 3 women dropouts came over the hill and down onto the beach. They stripped
off (which didn't take more than a couple of seconds as non of them had more
than 1 article of clothing on), and into the waves they went. As we watched I
noticed that the 2 men also got a hard-on. We went back in, and it wasn't long
before I was watching 3 men with rampant erections getting bounced about by the
waves.
The 3 women dropouts seemed to be amused by it as well, as they were having a
bit of a giggle. Jon saw what was going on, came over to me and grabbed my solid
nipples and said, "It's getting you as well." Before I had time to answer he
picked me up pushed his dick between my legs. He said, "Put your legs round me,"
and gave me a long French kiss during which time his dick pushed its way into
me. There we were, having sex stood on a public beach and no one batted an
eyelid. Jon walked to the water's edge and we collapsed with him on top, and
still inside me. I looked up and down the beach and saw that all the drop-outs
were in a heap having some sort of orgy, and that another couple were at it as
well. It felt good having sex out in the open like that, and even better when
Jon rolled us over so that I was on top. I got onto my knees and rode him as
fast as I could. I had just had my second orgasm when Jon came, holding me still
as he jerked the final drops out of him and into me.
After that we went back into the water and washed all the sand off us before Jon
decided that he wanted me to give him a blowjob. He lay on his towel and told me
to get down on my knees and bend over him. He said that I had to make sure that
my open pussy was visible to anyone who looked down the beach. While I was doing
that a young couple walked along the beach. They stopped and watched us for a
minute or so before moving on. When Jon came I swallowed all his cum, then
licked him clean before we settled down and enjoyed the sun. When it came time
to leave we both walked naked, back to the top of the hill before the village. A
German couple seemed a little surprised as we met coming over the top of a
ridge. I bet that they got more of a surprise when they got to the beach.
We covered-up before walking down into the village and we had a drink and ice
cream at the cafe right on the sea front. It was windy down there, and it wasn't
long before my little skirt had blown over and the waiter and other customers
could see everything.
Back at the Hotel we bumped into Emma and Chloe in the bar. They said that they
were going out with some blokes that they'd met, that night. Emma gave me my Ben
Wa balls back and said that they were good. I asked her how she got them, but
all she would say was that I gave them to her the previous night. I can't
remember a thing about it, it must have been when we were in the bar, but that's
all I know. Jon wouldn't tell me anything either.
That night we went into the 'lively' part of town for a drink and some food. Jon
told me that I wouldn't have to worry about my dress blowing up. What he didn't
tell me until just before we went out was that I had to wear my lacy dress, the
one with thousands of holes that looks quite normal until you get close-up when
you realise that you can see everything through it. Well, it was dark outside.
Jon said that we weren't going to drink much that night so we took the car. We
walked the last bit and soon found ourselves in this noisy area with someone
outside each bar trying to talk us into going in. We went into one on the street
side that that had a TV playing a Chubby Brown video. Jon had heard his voice
and said, "we're going in there." We spent the next hour laughing at some
brilliant but filthy jokes; it was great.
From there we went into a rather bright McDonalds and had a burger. One or two
people (men) looked at me, but there again there were a few other young girls
wearing very little as well. It was the girls who were not with men that got
most of the attention. All in all we had a pleasant evening with nothing special
happening.
