The girls play with themselves

"Superb," said the farmer with an approving smile. "It seems like you've been waiting a long time to be touched like that. Isn't that right, Lisa?"

"Yes, sir," she whispered.

"I think it's time for our girls to show us what they can do," said Maja, who had difficulty sitting still in her husband's lap. Her body seemed to move on it's on, squirming and wiggling against her husbands crotch, feeling how it twitched in reaction. "Sara, sit down next to Lisa."

Sara pulled out a chair and sat obediently next to Lisa.

"Show yourselves."

Lisa glanced to the side and saw Sara pull her feet up to the edge of the chair, lift the hem to the nightgown and spread her legs wide. Lisa, who had just unknowingly closed her legs, opened her pale thighs again.

"Now that sure is a lovely sight," said the farmer. "Are you feeling horny, Sara?"

"Yes, sir," the girl wispered.

"Do you want to touch yourself?"

"Yes, sir. I do."

"Do it, slowly."

The maid let her fingers wander down between her legs and Lisas eyes was locked between her friends thighs as the maid closed eyes and began to touch her most parts.

"And you, Lisa?" Maja asked as her husbands fingers reached played between her legs. "What do you want?"

"I-" Lisa blushed and cleared her throat. "I don't know."

"Do you also want to touch yourself?" asked Sigvard.

"Y...Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, sir."

"Come on then. Don't be shy."

A little tentative, a little vigilant, and fully blushing, the girl began to finger over the freshly shaved skin between her thighs. She parted her soft, wet lips and slowly pulled her middle finger into the slit, up and down, feeling the moisture that formed. She seemed only vaguely aware that Sara was sitting next to her and doing exactly the same thing. A moan escaped her lips as she began massaging one of her breasts with a free hand. She met Maja's gaze through half-closed eyelids. The sight of the girl on the chair in front, virgin and freshly shaved, made Maja's sex throb even more.

She parted her legs wider and met her husband's fingers with her hip. Her hands massaged her plump breasts through the thin silk gown as her eyes followed the two girls exploring themselves. She realized how much she wanted to do with them, how far she wanted to take this. Her inner eye imagined them playing with each other, getting fucked by her husband, getting their faces and lips covered by his seed. She wanted to see them spanked, mouth fucked, hear them moaning with pleasure and pain. She had never been on this side before, on the dominant one. She found that she liked the role. And the evening was still young.