The Governess- 21

They soaped him thoroughly although deliberately avoiding his genitals and
buttocks. It was with delight that both noticed his penis begin to erect. Claire
looked up at his face which was beetroot red. His eyes were shut tightly and his
lips were trembling. “You needn’t shut your eyes Richard, we are not going to
wash your hair tonight.” Rachael looked at Claire with amusement as Claire
continued. “Come along open your eyes there’s a good boy. Richard opened his
eyes and looked at the girls, he blushed an even deeper shade as they smiled at
him. “Don’t be a shy boy, look here what is the meaning of this.” Richard could
not help looking down as Claire deliberately took hold of his semi-erect penis
in her slim fingers. “Why is your penis getting stiff?… are you not able to
control yourself.” She looked Richard straight in the eyes as she firmly
squeezed the organ, pulling the foreskin back as her hand slid down the shaft.
With her free hand she cupped his testicles drawing them forward from between
his legs. Rachael took her cue from Claire and slipped her hand between his
buttocks, rubbing her fingers up and down between the crease she located the
opening of the sphincter. She gently probed with her forefinger until her
fingertip rested against the puckered orifice. Without warning she pushed her
soapy finger straight up into his bottom. “Arrgggh” Richard gasped as he felt
the rude intrusion stretch the membranes of his sphincter. “There that’s better
I can make sure your bottom is nice and clean. Bend over and put your hand on
the end of the bath and then I can get at you a little easier.” Rachel spoke her
well rehearsed dialogue as Claire helped the boy to bend over. Claire retained
her grip on his penis as she placed her other hand on his back pushing him down
until he was bent over with his hands resting on either side of the taps.
Richard’s body was trembling from head to foot as the girl’s quickly stimulated
him. Rachael pushed deep into his bottom with her finger until she located the
sensitive prostate. She quickly curled her finger rubbing the fingertip over the
gland. She felt the boy jerk and try to straighten up as she manipulated her
finger within him. With her free hand she smacked his bottom smartly leaving a
red imprint of her hand across his upturned buttocks. “Try and be a good boy
Richard, we have to wash you thoroughly you know.” Rachel spoke firmly as she
continued to probe deep within him. Rachel could see Claire’s hands busily
moving under the boy’s tummy. Claire was pushing the foreskin back until the
skin was stretched tight and then pulling upwards.