Sneak around

Leanne watched the two lovers going at it and felt a stirring inside her. The hot blonde on her knees was bucking hard against the clown's cock. Loving every second. The brunette and redhead either side of him seemed equally enthralled by what they were witnessing. With their concentration absorbed by the erotic showcase Leanne decided to take advantage and search the room for the all important dagger.

Crawling on her hands and knees she moved behind the bookcase into a small alcove. She felt a little exposed with her arse in the air like this. Her short skirt hid nothing and her pussy was **** where she'd lost her white panties earlier.

Peering around the corner she was now facing Abbie's dad. His focus was firmly on the girl in front of him. Leanne watched in awe as her breasts swayed with each thrust of the clown's hips. A look of ecstasy etched on her face. Leanne couldn't but wonder what Abbie would think if she wandered into this scene. Her father screwing a young woman with the same shade of hair and of a similar age. Trying not to get too caught up in what she was watching Leanne plodded onwards.

Eventually, after much awkward, nervous sneaking, she reached the far side of the room. Her heart began to race as she realised she was at the furthest point from the door and the foursome were between her and safety. She still had no idea what the clown was up to. Was he actually on her side or with these women? Then she spotted it. A shiny blade, no longer than seven or eight inches with an elaborately carved hilt, sat just behind the group of lovers.

Leanne plotted a route. Peering through shelves and books in order to best see how to reach her goal. It would be risky but she had ****. Keeping as low to the floor as possible she began to slide forward. Creeping closer to both the dagger and the foursome.

As Leanne approached a tight corner her arm nudged the nearby bookcase and a trio of books were sent tumbling loudly to the floor. She froze in position, listening closely. The grunting of the clown and young blonde never subsided but she had no idea where the other two were. Hurriedly Leanne crawled forwards, away from the fallen tomes. Her ankles had barely disappeared around the corner when one of the girls came behind her. Inspecting the area closely but just missing the panicked young woman scarcely out of her sight.

Leanne had her back to the wall and was breathing heavily. Taking in short bursts of air as silently as she could. Once she felt composed Leanne continued once more. Edging ever closer to the dagger until she was within touching distance. Pausing to make sure she was hidden Leanne reached for the blade. Grasping her fingers tightly around the black carved hilt.

"And what do we have here?" Leanne's eyes darted upwards. Hovering above her were the pretty faces of the redhead and brunette she'd seen earlier.

"Look like another new friend to play with, sister," answered the redhead. The two girls grabbed her arms and hoisted her effortlessly to her feet. They quickly surrounded her. Pressing in tightly on both sides as they observed their catch with great intrigue. In front of her Leanne could see the back of the clown as he continued ploughing into the hot blonde. "Ooh, I think I like this one even more than the last one," she continued.

From this close Leanne could really appreciate the beauty of the women. They were incredibly stunning and their bodies were impossibly perfect. The brunette's hair cascaded down the side of her face and rested between her large firm breasts. Her waist was as narrow as Leanne's and her pussy tight and hairless. The redhead was equally stunning. Her breasts slightly larger than her companion's and her pussy as beautiful as any Leanne had witnessed.

She tried to speak but was shushed by a slender finger pressed against her lips. "Shhh..." whispered the brunette. "Don't speak. Just enjoy the moment." Leanne watched motionless as the young woman's hand slid down her body, gently caressing her breast and slowly unbuttoning her white blouse.

As her top fell open Leanne took in a sharp intake of breath. Her breasts heaved through the thin material of the shirt and her nipples were hard and obvious.

"I think she'd like to join us, sister." observed the redhead. "I wonder what her pussy tastes like."

Their bodies were pressing hard against Leanne now. She could feel their swollen breasts rubbing against her, causing her arousal to heighten and a yearning to grow between her unprotected thighs. The thought of these two stunning creatures pleasuring her was almost too much. She watched intently as the redhead slowly guided her hand down her stomach towards her short skirt. Her sister meanwhile slid a hand inside her open blouse and softly squeezed her naked breast generating a groan of pleasure from the young woman. That groan would quickly grow louder as she felt the redhead reach under her skirt and gently touch her uncovered slit.

"My, my," she grinned. "She's not wearing anything at all down there. I think she wants us to fuck her."

"Then we shall give her what she desires," replied the brunette. Groping Leanne's tit harder.

Her mind was swamped. There was a rush of sensation flowing everywhere through her body all at once. With her senses all over the place Leanne wrapped her fingers tighter around something solid. Suddenly she realised it was the blade. It was still in her possession. But could she bring herself to use it to help her escape?