The Weekend – part 2

by Aristocatch

The meal that the two men had warmed up was much appreciated, as was the glass of cognac that Lawrence served us after. We had donned t-shirts and shorts to eat and so were less concerned when the buzzer from the gate sounded. Victoria opened the gate and introduced us to her 'two friends' who came into the house – Red, because of her hair colour and Yellow because that was logical with Red!

We now learned that the two had been invited to join us for the next stage of the activities, being friends of long standing. I would have preferred to have known in advance, but wasn't against the idea that this could add some more variety to our games. Both accepted glasses of cognac and we sat around for a while making small talk, and eventually putting all the plates in the dishwasher. It was clear that Red and Yellow had known Victoria for some years, and that they knew more or less what they had come for.

Somewhere around nine in the evening, Victoria took us all to a room in the house that I hadn't been in before. The floor was covered by a large tarpaulin, and further tarpaulins covered much of the walls, and even across the door, on a complex system which had to be put in place once we were all in the room. Before this was installed however all six of us shed our clothes, and Victoria put a pile of towels in the corridor, just outside the room.

Red and Yellow were much the same age as Victoria. Red showed the signs of being a mother, though in a nice, comely way. Yellow was slimmer, with short hair and piercing blue eyes. Once we were all six in the room, and the door protection in place, there was a pause while all the women at least eyed each other up. Even after all the action that the men had seen, having two new naked women in view produced some prehensile reactions in their nether regions.

I should perhaps have added that, down one side of the room were various paper plates containing what looked like flans or creams, very-ripe peeled bananas and quite a mix of squidgy, semi-liquid desserts or cakes. The quantity was actually quite impressive and Victoria eventually got round to telling us that we were in for a women-only, good-natured, food fight – although she did add that it was to be a preliminary activity. The men would be required later, but were to stay and watch in the meantime.

The paper plates were redistributed around the floor and then each woman armed herself with a plate's worth of ammunition. This was to be a free for all, with no particular aim but to bring us all together in close dirty contact.

Red obviously had a history with Victoria as the two more or less ignored Yellow and I and closed in on each other. Dropping their ammunition they pulled each other to the floor directly onto a stockpile of ammunition. In seconds they were covered, slapping handfuls of gunge on each other and squealing like banshees.

Yellow and I were rather taken a back, and stood for a moment watching them. Taking our cue we too dropped our platefuls and began grappling on top of several platefuls, quickly getting covered with sticky substances. Not knowing each other, and having no real goal, we merely dolloped handfuls of mushy food all over each other and it was only once Victoria and Red got over their initial foray that things developed into an all out four-person combat, where you never knew from what direction the next plateful was coming.

This was much more fun giving, as it did, a chance to rub handfuls of mush into any and every part of one of three bodies. There were no inhibitions holding us back, and so everyone got touched literally everywhere. The only parts relatively untouched were the faces, which avoided anyone having to stop proceedings to towel their eyes clean. Victoria and Red had been doing something with bananas, as there were still odd fragments of banana adhering to their bodies. I had more or less gathered that this probably had some throwback to their younger days.

Now Victoria decided to take up that battle again, encouraging me to join up with her to avenge her honour and to get to the bottom of the situation. Judging by the remnants of banana, and her odd choice of words I didn't have much trouble getting the gist of her intentions. Finding bananas was initially harder, but there was quite a pile to one side of the room.

Arming myself with a plate containing several very ripe specimens I found myself nearest Red, and set off in pursuit, leaving Victoria to deal with Yellow. Red was just spoiling for such a fight, and quickly armed herself. Circling each other we smeared a banana across each other's backsides, very quickly finishing up on the floor – trying to add further banana coatings.

Red made it quite clear that merely covering my bum was not her ultimate goal, her finger pushing squashed banana against my arse hole. This was to be an anus-filling operation by the feel of it and never one to dodge a challenge I set about filling her bum-hole with banana.

I'd never had a banana enema before, but I reckon that for every morsel of banana that Red forced into me, I forced the equivalent amount into her. I also managed to get half of one that was not quite so ripe into her pussy just for good measure!

Just when I thought we might be about to stop Yellow pulled me off Red and we had a nice little set to of our own. Given that our backsides had about as much banana as they could take, we concentrated more on our pussies! It was quite mad, and great fun. What made it all the better is that there was no venom in what we were doing, just two adult women trying to splatter food where food is not normally splattered.

All good things have to end, and a paucity of bananas brought about the inevitable cessation of hostilities.

If we'd had fun the two men had obviously enjoyed watching, as they were sporting enormous hard-ons. Victoria decided to let them join in for once and they were more than pleased to pitch into all the food left overs, and to grope all four of the women present. We rolled over them and each other in the most lascivious manner possible. Victoria had not been about to let them fuck Red or Yellow, but I do believe she had intended them to finish off in us. Those plans didn't come to fruition.

No man could have resisted watching what we had been doing, and then the chance to touch up four female bodies. When bodily contact gave way to eager tongues licking food remnants of rampant manhoods there was no way back and both added their own contribution to all the gunge that adorned our bodies.

Fast deflating the men left us to our own devices and went off to clean themselves up.

If I had understood right Victoria had been intending to have the men take us in front of Red and Yellow and then call a halt to their involvement. Red had other ideas. She told Victoria that she knew that Victoria wouldn't be able to resist the temptation to mix it with them – to stop playing around and to have a good 'friendly' down and dirty battle. She proposed that, if she and Yellow put up a good enough fight they get to be fucked by our men.

Victoria wasn't very keen, but obviously couldn't resist the challenge for a real fight. She proposed that, in any event, we would use a strap-on that she had on them, provided they acquit themselves well enough. Some haggling went on which guaranteed them our best attentions after the fight and undefined attentions from the two men.

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Imagine if you will four mature women, sitting naked on a tarpaulin covered floor, covered from head to toe in various food substances, and especially crushed banana. Not a pretty site? Or maybe it's actually rather alluring in it's own way-out fashion.

Victoria announced that she and I would take them on and that, if they hoped to get near our men, they had better put up a good fight. A debate ensued as to whether we carried on where we were, in all the mess, or whether we cleaned ourselves up and changed rooms. Staying put won the day, it was decided to be rough, but sensible, outlawing blows, hair-pulling or other actions that could cause injury (other than bruises). It was never actually said, but in view of what we had been doing to each other during the food fight, I didn't think any parts of the body would be taboo.

We did spend a few minutes removing previously-edible matter from our most intimate parts. There was no point cleaning further, as the floor was really covered which, I felt, would make it seem as if we were having an oil or a mud fight.

Our hostess announced that I should deal with Red to start with, as she had some unfinished business with Yellow. Given the way the food fight started I was expecting the opposite, but presumed that she was expecting to have enough time to see to Red later, perhaps after I had softened her up.

Red was obviously eager to begin, as she had her arm around my neck and she was taking me down to the floor, even as Victoria said to begin. Given how slippery the floor was, we had decided not to risk standing up, so I was only on my knees, but she bore me down with all the determination of someone seeking a pre-emptive strike.

Sitting firmly on my breasts, she tried to keep my arms under control and, once she felt a bit more confident, she began trying to inch up towards my head. When her pussy got close enough I flicked out a tongue and licked it, as in the earlier combat with Victoria. Red hadn't been expecting that, but seemed more than pleased with the result, leaving her pussy in licking range for quite some time, and not trying to squash me under her buttocks (which suited me just fine). Her pussy had a distinctly banana flavour and, as it turned out, my licking actions set the tone for a fight that was to incorporate both sexual and physical means to dominate an opponent.

Feeling herself comfortably set, Red reached round behind her until her hand found my pussy and she began tracing her fingers across it, slowly reawakening sensations that had calmed right down since the end of our food fight. Those sensations were nice, but this was a fight, so I couldn't just stay there licking and being caresses, could I?

Even if we had done a small amount of cleaning, our bodies were still quite slippery, and I could feel Red's skin slide against mine, meaning that I knew that I could slip out from her hold if I applied myself. I delayed that however, not so much to prolong the pleasure, but to give me time to think a bit about what I intended to do. I wanted to find out how sensitive Red's breasts were to both pleasure and pain, and for that I needed fairly free access to them.

Red was clearly enjoying running her fingers over my sex, and probably having hers licked at the same time, and so she never saw my move coming. One moment she was dominating events and the next she was on her back, with me behind her and my legs around her middle, holding her in place and leaving my hands free. I wasted no time posing my hands on her breasts.

I could feel from her reaction that she was worried that I might not be nice to them, and her surprise to find that all I did was to caress her fairly heavy breasts and tease the nipples was palpable. To my satisfaction it seemed that her breasts were indeed relatively sensitive and that what I was doing to them was pleasurable.

Seeing no reason to change the nature of what we were doing, and not being pressurised by time considerations, I carried on teasing agreeable sensations from her chest.

I was almost knocked off balance by Yellow sliding into me. It seemed that her tussle with Victoria
was just that, and that they were actually wrestling to dominate the other. At any rate Victoria was currently on top and Yellow's legs were alongside mine, though I couldn't see Victoria as she was behind me.

What I could see, however, was the lower half of Yellow's naked body and I couldn't resist stretching out my right hand until it found the top of Yellow's legs. It was child's play from there to locate her sex and wriggle a finger inside. When I started playing with that finger on her sensitive inner recesses, Yellow jumped, causing Victoria to look at what I was doing.

Maybe they hadn't thought to mix wrestling with sex but seeing what I was doing Victoria thanked me and, judging by Yellow's reaction, gave her breasts a good squeeze! Pleasure at one end and pain at the other. At least Victoria had Yellow held tight, so I had a good little play between her legs, before giving my attention back to Red's chest.

I released my legs from around Red's middle, pushing her away from me, so that she slid across the messy floor, giving me time to get into position on my knees, before she was ready to affront me again. Moving on her knees Red approached me, in an upright position, stopping when she was only a short distance away. I had let her approach, waiting to see what she had in mind. With our upper bodies almost touching she stretched out a hand between my legs, almost willing me to do likewise – so I complied.

Looking each other in the eyes we began fingering each other – almost daring the other to pull away first. I bent my head and began licking one of those nipples that I had well prepared. She moaned but kept her fingers working inside my pussy. I raised my head and she took the initiative to bend forward and take one of my nipples in her mouth – sucking it out, and tracing her tongue over it. I had found Red's speciality, and it was sure good!

I allowed Red to target both of my nipples in turn, savouring the sensations that she was creating. All the while our fingers were working in and out of our pussies, digging up further sensations. I wondered whether Red's intention was to make me come, before perhaps turning her attention to Victoria. I shouldn't have been so naïve!

She announced that I had had enough pleasure, and so saying she stopped sucking my nipple and squeezed my highly aroused breast instead – declaring that it was time to see whose tits could stand it better.

My reaction was quicker than she had expected, and I had given her breasts a preliminary squeeze before she could pull away out of reach.

We were no longer fingering each other, but shuffling around on our knees in search of an opening. Red had clearly calculated that she wasn't about to indulge in a test of resistance with me, and she weaved around trying to reach my breasts, without exposing hers at the same time. Several times she darted in, always getting a bit more squeezed by me than she managed to managed to give back. At last I put paid to her forays, taking her down to the floor with my left hand on her right boob. Things were balanced as she managed to get one of my boobs in one of her hands as well.

Neither of us squeezed very hard – it had clearly been established that this was for fun despite her earlier declaration which I hadn't taken at face value. As we slid around together we both managed but fleeting grabs, which made it all the more fun.

Red did not have the toned body that I have. She was a few years older and childbirth had been past there, but it was nevertheless a body that I felt at home with. A bit cuddly, a bit soft, but generous and attractive and Red seemed to be, well just a nice person.

My reaction to her was not the reaction to the auburn-haired sister to Marc, whom I would love to have wrestled with (not her thing!). But I felt fully at home, calm and contented dealing with Red's body, sometimes in an amicable playful manner, sometimes in a more overtly sexual manner. I would have been happy to have taken her on in a more combative manner, either to force a submission, or an orgasm, but that clearly wasn't on today's menu.

Fingering did come back on the menu, but only as an accompaniment to a bit of breast squeezing, or fondling; having fun and not seeking any conclusion. I was quite expecting it when Red announced that it was about time that she sorted Victoria out, and we drew apart. I wasn't expecting her to tell Yellow to keep me on the boil as she had the intention to come back and finish me off before she finished my man off!

Yellow and Victoria broke off from doing whatever they had been doing and Yellow locked fingers with me, giving her a chance to tell me that my invasion of her privacy would not gone unavenged. Great, I was quite ready for a real rumble. She went on to add that she challenged me to a sex-grabbing contest where we would both win, if we played it for fun. Who could lose on that basis?

Pushing hard with our arms caused our legs to slide back on the slippery surface, until we were face down and having to release our hand hold. Yellow reacted fastest and managed to climb onto my back, before I was up on my knees. Reaching round she took hold of my breasts, using them to hang on, as I shook my body to tip her off. This was actually not very agreeable, so I dropped flat to the floor, trapping her hands under my breasts.

She released her hold and sitting up, she reached between my legs until she was able to get her fingers on my pussy from behind. Quite the opposite of Red, she made no attempt to insert a finger into me, merely being content to keep her hand in contact with my pussy.

I let her have her moment of happiness and then began sliding my body out from under her. With nothing to hold onto, she found herself sliding down towards my feet and then, to her surprise, sitting on the floor with me putting my arms round her from behind and taking her breasts in my hands.

Her breasts were not as heavy as Red's and, for some reason, less tempting to squeeze. I therefore took her nipples between my fingers and set about elongating them, rubbing them between my digits.

She was probably expecting me to continue doing that for some time, so I caught her unawares, and pulled her backwards, scissoring her middle as I did, which left my pussy cushioned against her waist, and protected. Her pussy, however, was in my range, and my fingers set about exploring it.

Something told me she didn't want me fingering her, so I merely opened up her pussy lips and took them in my fingers, finding them to be long and dangly when gently pulled. She obviously didn't just lie there watching me. She quickly realised that my legs were well locked, so she sought out my breasts with her left hand that I hadn't been able to trap. Rather than target my nipples back she went for (fairly) gentle squeezing.

When I had had enough of her pussy lips, I added gentle grabbing to my repertoire, followed by a gentle slap, which bought me the time needed to release my hold and take her down, face to face with me on top. Holding her arms down I raised my body partially up, and rubbed her pussy with my right leg. Sliding slightly further down I brought my thigh into pussy contact and repeated the move.

My progress was interrupted by loud squeals from next to us. Stopping what we were doing we turned our heads to watch the other two, who were engaged in a fast and furious battle, evidently with the intention of fingering not their sexes, but each other's rear end. Quite where this came from I have no idea but, as in the food fight, there was obviously some reason why they targeted each other's bums.

It became evident that each time one managed to insert a finger the required distance a number was called out and I presumed that they were having a 'first-to' fight. I released Yellow and we sat side by side to watch.

I assume that all the food stuff laying around on the floor had adequately lubricated the passage. At any rate neither seemed to have any difficulty sliding a finger in, whenever she got in reach of the target. They seemed to be evenly matched, and scoring more or less in turn. Yellow whispered that she wouldn't like to be doing that, with which I agreed, but otherwise we watched in silent appreciation of the wrestling skills on display and their resilience.

Red scored twice in succession after which Victoria noticeably upped the tempo, pulling roughly on one of Red's breasts when she couldn't reach her target. Red shrugged it off and after perhaps as much as five minutes stalemate where both appeared ready to score several times, only to have it snatched away at the last moment, she plunged a finger well into Victoria's arse, and set about doing a victory jig around the room (which was cut short when she slipped on the mess on the floor and spread her length). Rather ungraciously Victoria dived onto the prostrate figure and jabbed a finger into Red's bum-hole.

Red had won, but Victoria had added an encore which, fortunately, didn't produce an adverse reaction from Red.

Hauling herself up off the floor Red saw us sitting there watching them and suggested rather coarsely to Victoria that we needed a 'good fucking'. Victoria called out to the two men and removed the tarpaulin off the door to let them back in. Lawrence brought some toys with him. Red told them that they were soon to fuck their partners, but that she had just won the right to a consolation from them first, after she'd terminated some unfinished business with me!
You may recall that I have proved popular in the past due to having breasts that are much whiter than the surrounding skin. A fairly lengthy period without any sunbathing had rather diminished the contrast but Red expressed a desire to try to redden the white, generously telling me that it would only be fair that I could try to do the same to her.

The fighting bit lasted at most two minutes, two quite rough minutes, but only two minutes nevertheless. Red was highly excited sexually, and after that we knelt with our legs wide open, two fingers plunging in and out of our sexes, while the other hand periodically dished out a bit of punishment to a breast, a squeeze, a pull, a tug, a slap.

Lawrence came over to suggest that I use the strap-on that he had brought into the room, but Victoria was not forgetting her 'promise' to Red, and the two men were invited to have carnal knowledge of Red and Yellow. Initially Marc penetrated Red, while Lawrence gave the benefit of his sex to Yellow. After a couple of minutes they swapped, while I was fixing the strap-on around my waist.

As soon as Lawrence withdrew from Red, I took his place and continued the movements that the two men had started. Having only one strap-on Victoria was using a dildo on Yellow. This allowed her husband to penetrate her from behind so as not to lose the benefit of his time spent testing his manhood on the two colours. Marc had to wait a bit because the strap-on prevented him from penetrating me.

Red was so excited that it took very little time for her to come. Unstrapping the strap-on, allowed Marc to penetrate me from behind and I then used the strap-on manually on Red who seemed more than keen for the sensations to continue.

The result was a most satisfactory session. We were all well enough prepared not to last very long, but rather than stop brutally afterwards there was a prolonged session of mutual caressing, giving more pleasure to those who sought it, allowing the others to come back down to earth. The men were not capable of coming again, but enjoyed touching and being touched, with four women to choose from.

There was only one thing to do after that, and that was to hit the hay. But there was quite a bit of tidying up to do first, and so we weren't actually in our beds until quite some time later. Marc and I did nothing but sleep. Victoria put Red and Yellow up in a spare room. I have no idea whether they slept all night long, all I know is that they didn't come bothering us.