1 comments/ 29764 views/ 3 favorites Karen's First Year Ch. 05 By: MastrStoryTeller This is a story of pure fiction. This story is copyrighted and all rights reserved by the author. I hope you enjoy, and please vote. Sunlight streaming through the curtains woke Karen the following morning. As full consciousness slowly crept into her brain, Karen smiled as the memories of the previous day came flooding back. She nearly laughed out loud as she realized she still had the vibrator next to her on the bed. Her nipples hardened in excitement as her mind replayed the experiences of the previous day. She slid her hand down onto her breasts and pinched her nipples, feeling the excitement shoot straight to her cunt. Just like the previous morning, she was tempted to satisfy the sexual yearnings that her body seemed to demand on a continuous basis this weekend. But, remembering that Jeannie had given her explicit directions to await her call, and knowing that Jeannie would have something sexual planned for the day, she decided to wait and let the excitement build. She allowed herself to revel in lying in bed, something she didn't normally do. She drifted back to sleep, and when she awakened again, she checked the clock. Realizing it was after 9, she wondered how long she was supposed to wait for Jeannie. As if on cue, she heard a rustling at the door. She was surprised that there was no knock, but then she realized that an envelope had been slipped under the door. She climbed out from under the covers and fetched the envelope lying on the floor. She climbed back into bed and opened the envelope. Inside was a note and a fashion picture that had been cut out of a catalog. A glance at the picture revealed a sexy lady wearing a blue bustier that held up her exposed breasts, with blue stockings attached, no panties, revealing a naked pubic area and stiletto heels. Karen opened the note. She read the note, obviously in Jeannie's handwriting. Dear Karen, I am heading out for a run now. Paul will deliver breakfast in about ten minutes. He has been told that he can do nothing to or with you, but that you may do anything with him that you desire. I trust and hope that you will do exactly as I ask. If I hear that you did not follow my instructions, I will punish you appropriately. You are to be nude and under the bed covers when he arrives. Invite him to enter and put your breakfast on the table. As soon as he has done so, you are to get out of bed and drop to your knees in front of him. Take his cock and suck on it, getting him very hard. Tease him a bit, but do not let him cum. When you have him aroused, send him back out of the room. He is not to touch you or pleasure you at all. He has been instructed to follow your every desire or command. After he has left, cover the camera so that he cannot watch you as you eat and dress. After you eat your breakfast, find the outfit in your toy box that matches the picture. You are to put this outfit on for today. Then wait in your room for my return. When I return, I will come to your room to fetch you. You will be rewarded if you have followed these instructions and your pussy is soaking wet with your cunt juices. Hugs and kisses, Jeannie "Gawd, Jeannie was really kinky," was Karen's first thought, wondering if Jeannie was a nymphomaniac. Her pussy was dampening already at the thoughts rolling through her mind. She slid her hand down between her legs and between her already swollen labia to caress her sensitive clit. And wondered if she was a nympho herself? As she caressed her clit, she felt her nipples harden in excitement. She was still teasing herself when Paul knocked on the door, announcing that he had her breakfast. Following the instructions in the note, Karen drew the covers back up over her body, and told him to come in. He opened the door and entered. He looked yummy with a bare chest, just wearing a pair of sweat pants and slippers. "Put my breakfast on the table, please." Paul did as he was asked, and started to leave. Karen stopped him. "Wait a minute," she said. Paul stopped. She then climbed out of bed and moved over in front of him as she had been instructed to do in the note. She dropped to her knees, and reached into his fly to pull his semi hard cock out. Without saying a word, she eagerly wrapped her lips around his thick member, drawing it into her mouth. Paul moaned at the contact, but he kept quiet, having been told by Jeannie to remain passive while she was out on her run. Karen teased his cockhead with her tongue, while she slid her lips over the bulbous head. She brought one hand up to his cock and using her saliva as a lubricant started stroking his cock with her hand as her lips and tongue teased him. It didn't take long before his cock was fully hardened. While one hand stroked his cock she started fondling his balls with the other. "Oh, yeah," he moaned. She pulled her mouth off his cock, and slowly licked the shaft, admiring the purplish veins circling his manhood. She continued to caress his balls as her tongue teased his flesh. "Oh, gawd, that feels good," he said. "I can feel my orgasm building." Karen wondered to herself if it was time to stop, or how long she could continue to tease Paul. She desperately wanted to please Jeannie by doing as she was told, but the excitement of driving Paul crazy with desire was intoxicating. She felt his cock throbbing in her hands as she stroked it, and sensing his impending explosion, she backed off a bit, and looked up into his eyes. He was looking at her with lust filled eyes accented by the smile on his face, and she took great pride in her sexual success. She squeezed the base of his penis, having read someplace that that was supposed to slow down a man's orgasm. It seemed to do the trick as she sensed his breathing rate and heart rate subside a bit. She lowered her face to his cock once again, wrapping her lips around the purplish cockhead. Initiating an up and down pistoning action, she reveled in the moans of sexual desire emanating from the man standing in front of her. She continued her up and down motion, listening carefully for any indications of his orgasm. He helped her with that. "Oh, fuck," he moaned. "I'm really close! I can feel the cum building in my balls." Recognizing her cue, Karen pulled her face away from his sexuality and backed off. "I'm supposed to send you away now, according to Jeannie." "Oh, gawd, I don't want you to stop." "I know, but Jeannie's instructions were clear. As much as I would love to have you cum in my mouth, she's in charge this weekend, right?" "Right," he moaned. With that acknowledgement, Paul turned and left her room. As soon as he left, she covered the camera and turned off the microphone on her room. She then flopped back onto her bed and lowered her hand to her wet pussy. Her fingers found her engorged clit, and shudders racked her body as an immediate orgasm shook her. She continued to caress her clit lightly, enjoying the sensations coursing through her nervous system. She wondered what Jeannie had in mind for the day, as she fingered her clit and pussy. Remembering the rest of the note, Karen dug the box out from under the bed and found the barest of outfits that matched the picture. She managed to get herself into the outfit. A look in the mirror told her she looked as slutty as she felt. Taking time out before satisfying her sexual urges, Karen focused on her breakfast. She turned on the TV with the intent to watch the morning news while eating her breakfast. She was surprised to see a message on the screen addressed to her. Jeannie's voice emanated from the TV speakers as a voice over. "Good morning, Karen. I hope you are looking forward to another enjoyable day. I suggest you check out the videos on either of our home channels 501 or 502. They should set the mood for the day. Cheers." "Oh, yeah, make sure that that pussy of yours is good and wet. The videos should help." Karen was amazed at the appearance of a personal ad when she turned on the TV, and wondered what Jeannie planned or expected, if she hadn't turned on the TV. But then again, Paul knew quite well that Karen was an active news hound, since they had talked about it a few times. Karen had pretty much admitted to being a CNN addict during the job interview. As interested as Karen was to see the specified videos, she chose to actually watch CNN while she ate her breakfast, realizing that her news addiction exceeded her blossoming addiction to sex. She figured that that was a good thing. The headlines finished as Karen poured herself a second cup of coffee out of the thermos that Paul had included with breakfast. She set aside the breakfast tray and climbed back into the bed to watch the videos. Using the remote control, Karen cued up the video on channel 501, still wondering where Jeannie was going to take her next. As the video started with a statement that all participants in the video were over 18 and had signed releases for the film, Karen realized quickly that it was of home video quality. The first scene opened and it looked to be filmed in the dungeon downstairs. The wide angle shot encompassed the room, with the exam table in the center. A person was lying on the table covered by a sheet. The first image showed that person on the table was bound by arms and legs to the sides of the table. Karen couldn't tell whether the person was male or female. As the camera moved into the room, being clearly carried by someone, the exam table filled more of the picture, and Karen realized that the bound figure was male. As the video focused on the table, a woman entered the scene. Karen recognized Jeannie instantly. She was dressed to the nines as a dominatrix, with a black leather corset, short tight black leather skirt, black leather boots that came up and over her knees, and long black gloves. Jeannie walked up to the table and pulled the sheet back, uncovering the face of the bound male. Karen gasped when she saw that it was Paul, although he was blindfolded. "Are you ready?" Jeannie asked. "Yes, madam!" Paul replied. "Good!" Jeannie then pulled the rest of the covers off of Paul, revealing his completely nude body. As Jeannie then checked the bindings the videographer jiggled the camera, obviously placing it on a tripod. Moments later a young girl walked into the scene. She was short and petite with long blonde hair, and a few freckles on her pale face. She was wearing a white baby doll outfit that did nothing to hide her large breasts. The nipples were hard and conspicuous as they poked out against the thin material of the outfit. The young girl moved closer to the table. Karen watched as Jeannie signaled for the girl to start sucking on Paul's cock. The girl immediately lowered her face to Paul's cock, and Karen watched entranced, as the girl took Paul's limp cock into her mouth. As the girl started sucking on Paul's cock, Jeannie moved around behind the girl. Jeannie pulled the girl's arms behind her, and slapped a pair of handcuffs on her as her face bobbed up and down on Paul's now hardening cock. The girl made no attempt to fight the handcuffs, so Karen figured that the scene was staged. It wasn't long before Paul's cock responded to the lascivious licking and sucking being done by the young girl. Karen felt her pussy moisten as she watched the action on the screen. Soon, Jeannie had moved behind the girl, and slipped her hand between the girl's thighs. The girl spread her legs, welcoming the attention of Jeannie. Karen continued to watch as Jeannie fondled the girl. Over the next several minutes Jeannie teased and caressed every inch of the girl's body. She even had the girl eating her pussy, and both of them fondling Paul's hard cock from time to time. By the time Jeannie had the girl sit on Paul's face, Karen's fingers were buried deep in her own twat, fingering her sopping wet cunt. Then Jeannie climbed on the table and straddled Paul's thighs, facing the girl. Karen watched the two of them kiss as Jeannie impaled herself on Paul's turgid manhood. Orgasmic ripples flooded Karen's body as she stared at Jeannie's cunt consuming Paul's hard cock. Shortly thereafter the video ended. Karen immediately switched to video 502. 502 started the same way as 501, and opened with the same view of the dungeon. This time as the camera panned in, Karen realized that it was a girl tied to the table. She felt her pulse quicken in excitement at the sight of a girl tied to the table and covered with a sheet. Her imagination quickly replaced the girl on the table with herself, wanting to be Jeannie's captive. When Jeannie entered the scene with Paul, they were both nude, except for the dildo and harness around Jeannie's waist and hips. Paul's cock was already at its full glory when he stepped in front of the camera. With a quick flip of her hand, Jeannie whisked the sheet off of the girl's body. Karen gasped as she realized that the girl on the table was Cindy, the receptionist at the spa, only now spread out and displayed in full glory. Not only did this blonde have a cute face, she had a gorgeous body. Her well shaped breasts stood out proudly from her chest with absolutely no sag. Each of Cindy's nipples was being pinched by a nipple clamp with a silver chain connecting them. Her legs were stretched wide by the ropes around her ankle, putting her completely shaven pubes on obscene display. Karen continued to be amazed at how turned on she was with the idea of being totally dominated sexually, as her cunt juices were flowing with just the sight of Cindy being bound. Karen's imagination quickly put her in the same position that Cindy was in. Jeannie approached the table, and immediately repositioned Cindy, so that her pussy was right at the end of the table. Seconds later, Jeannie ran her hands up the insides of Cindy's thighs, spreading her legs and pussy even further open. Without any foreplay at all, Jeannie plunged three fingers into Cindy's cunt, causing her to scream. Karen could tell from the scream that it was a combination of pain and pleasure wracking Cindy's body. Her own fingers found their way to her wet pussy, and she matched Jeannie's actions by plunging three fingers into her own pussy. It wasn't long before Jeannie replaced her fingers with her "cock," fucking Cindy furiously. The vision triggered another avalanche of orgasmic thrills throughout Karen's body as she imagined being fucked like that. Karen continued to frig her pussy as Jeannie pumped her dildo in and out of Cindy. After several minutes of hard fucking, Jeannie pulled out, and motioned for Paul to take over. Karen's arousal level continued to climb as she watched Paul fuck Cindy. She was busily fucking her own cunt with her fingers when her bedroom door opened, and in walked Jeannie. Karen gasped in surprise as her room was invaded. In a natural reaction, she tried to cover herself quickly by pulling up the sheet she had cast aside while masturbating. Jeannie laughed at the site of Karen trying to cover up. But, realizing that the reaction was normal, Jeannie softened the embarrassment by saying, "Relax, Karen. Nothing to be ashamed about. After all, I wanted your pussy wet. And it looks like you're doing your best to comply with my desires." Karen relaxed a bit, but was still shaken by the surprise invasion of her solo sex. "I'm sorry," she muttered, although not completely sure why she was apologizing. "Oh, nothing to be sorry about. You seem to be doing exactly what I would want you to do." Jeannie responded, as she moved closer to Karen's bed. Jeannie spied what Karen was watching, and continued, "Oooh, I see that you're watching Cindy. Isn't she a lovely creature?" "Yeah, she is very sexy. Mmmm, how..., I mean, why did she hmmm????" Karen stammered Jeannie laughed again, "You're trying to ask me how the scene came about, aren't you?" "Well, yeah. I guess so." "Honey, don't be embarrassed to ask me anything. Anything at all. But, on that one, I think I'll let Cindy tell you the story when you next meet her. But to be clear what you see was completely voluntary on her part. And, I can see that you were certainly turned on by the scene. So, did you watch the other video I selected as well?" "Oh, yeah. It was hot, too." "Did you like one more than the other?" Jeannie smiled as Karen blushed at the question. "Hmmm, well, yes. I liked the scene with Cindy in it." "And why is that? Besides the fact that she is gorgeous." Karen's blush got redder as she answered, "I think because it turns me on imagining being tied up like that. I don't know why. I've always been a believer in equal rights and all, and here I am fantasizing about submission. It feels so weird." "Gender equality and sexual submission are not in conflict. That is, unless the submission is not voluntary; then it is sexual abuse. And I assure you that Cindy was completely accepting of the situation. And I trust that your submission to me this weekend was voluntary as well, and that you are not feeling inferior to me or Paul?" "Oh, no. Definitely not!" "Then, may I take you to our dungeon?" "Yes." "Yes, what? "Yes, mistress," "Good. Now I trust that you're dressed the way I instructed. Climb out from under that sheet and stand up. I'll be right back." Karen did as she was told as Jeannie exited the room. Jeannie returned moments later with a box, which she set on the dresser. Jeannie then extracted a blindfold and affixed it over Karen's head and covering her eyes. She explained as she did so, "There! That finishes it. For the next hour or so, your experiences will be without the benefit of your eyes. Enjoy." "Yes, mistress." Jeannie then extracted a butterfly vibrator with remote control and strap and put it around Karen's hips, ensuring that the butterfly was properly positioned between the lips of Karen's sopping wet pussy. Jeannie couldn't resist the temptation, and took the time to dip her fingers into Karen's pussy to feel just how wet the girl was. She was pleased to find her fingers coated with copious amounts of Karen's juices. Karen's moans of pleasure told Jeannie that Karen was definitely into the role. Jeannie reluctantly extracted her fingers from the core of Karen's sexuality and tested the remote control to make sure the butterfly worked. Another moan from Karen verified a successful test. Jeannie contemplated attaching nipple clamps to Karen's nipples, but decided against it, saving that enjoyment for a later time. She then led Karen carefully down the two flights of stairs to the dungeon in the basement. Once there, she helped Karen lie down on the table and positioned her in a pose similar to what Cindy had been in on the video, ensuring that Karen's pussy was wide open and available. Jeannie then tied Karen's arms and legs to the table, restraining her from movement but ensuring her comfort. Jeannie couldn't resist taking a few moments to slide her fingertips across Karen's delicious beasts, pinching her nipples, and keeping her at the edge of arousal. The next thing that Karen heard was the door closing as Jeannie left the room. "Oh my gawd," thought Karen, wondering when Jeannie would return. She could feel her juices oozing from her pussy and dripping down between her spread ass cheeks. She tried to press her thighs together to staunch the flow, but found the bindings to be too tight to permit that. And, it didn't help that the image of Cindy being fucked by Jeannie and then Paul in this very same spot kept playing in her mind. The blindfold only intensified the visuals playing out in her head. As Jeannie ascended the stairs to get Paul, she contemplated how to play out the next couple of hours with Karen. She could tell that Karen was really into playing the role that she had watched Cindy play. But, as exciting as that would be she wasn't sure she wanted to rush Karen into that scene just yet. The memories of the encounters with Cindy that led up to the filmed event were all exquisite encounters with very good memories. And Jeannie regularly coached her clients not to rush into new sexual experiences but to enjoy the journey and explore new areas slowly, savoring the steps along the pathway. Karen's First Year Ch. 05 As Jeannie entered the master bedroom to fetch Paul, she decided how to play out the scene. Paul was in his lounging robe eagerly awaiting instructions for the day from Jeannie. She didn't disappoint him. "Go downstairs to the dungeon, and set up our air mattress next to the bondage table. Do it silently, without letting Karen know who's in the room. And don't touch her at all. When you're done wait for me on the mattress." "Yes, maam," Paul answered, playing his role. Paul headed downstairs. Karen sighed in relief when she heard the door open again. She expected some form of contact shortly, and was surprised when no one touched her. She could hear some shuffling about in the room, and the hissing sound of the air pump, although she couldn't figure out what it was. She was already extremely horny and impatient, and the lack of physical contact with someone only heightened her sensual awareness. After all of the orgasms she had over the past 40 or so hours, she couldn't believe she was still so horny. She'd had more orgasms in the past two days than she usually had in a month. And she desperately wanted more! Paul quietly set up the air mattress. He was less than efficient at it, as his attention was continuously focused on the beautiful Karen stretched and spread out on the bondage table. The bustier pushed her breasts up away from her body, and the distended nipples begged for a good sucking. And, gawd, how he wanted to plunge his cock deep inside of her again. His cock hardened with the hope that Jeannie would be having him fuck Karen. He watched as Karen ground her ass into the table. He moved closer to the table and stole a glance at her wide open pussy, dripping wet with cunt juice. He desperately wanted to play with her, to pleasure her, and to fuck her. Paul leaned in closer to her cunt wanting to smell her wanton desire. Aw, there it was, that heady musk smell of a woman in heat. Karen felt a rush of warm air across her labia as Paul exhaled. She moaned as just the slightest movement of the air across her open and engorged clit sent shivers of lust up her spine. Hearing the moan, and realizing what had set her off, Paul exhaled again, this time aiming his breath straight at her open pussy and taunting clit. Karen moaned again, trying her best to clench her thighs together. She wanted contact, any type of contact. She needed release. Knowing he would have great pleasure later, Paul moved away from Karen and finished filling the air mattress. He idly stroked his cock as he finished filling it with the foot pump. Once the mattress was filled, he threw a sheet over it, shed his robe, and laid down to wait for Jeannie, figuring she had been watching all the time over the video monitoring system. Jeannie had been doing exactly that, watching Paul and Karen on the monitor, while playing with her nipples through her running top, already hardened in excitement. She watched as Paul lay out on the mattress and dropped his hands to his crotch. He stroked his cock lightly to ensure it would be hard when Jeannie arrived. The hunger in her pussy screamed for attention. She stripped out of her running gear and returned her fingers to her nipples, squeezing them between her thumb and forefingers, reveling in the volts of excitement it sent throughout her body. Jeannie's level of arousal heightened quickly as she watched Paul stroking his cock lightly and Karen was grinding her ass into the table trying to get some sort of sexual relief. Her plan for the rest of the morning crystallized in her mind as she watched Karen. She watched the two of them another couple of minutes, idling teasing her nipples as she maintained her focus on Karen. After about ten minutes, Jeannie entered the dungeon. Karen had been able to relax a bit on the table, even though Paul was silently stroking his semi-hard cock awaiting Jeannie's arrival. "Hmmm, what a sight," she said for the benefit of Karen who was still blindfolded. "Karen you are so..... So exposed! Your beautiful pussy is wide open to see. Your pussy lips are purplish and wide open, showing me the beautiful flower of your womanhood. Your clitoris is standing at attention, or should I say, begging for attention. I can see all the way into your pussy. Your juices are flowing and running down your crack. And Paul is lying on his back on a mattress on the floor with his hard cock pointing skyward. Me, I'm stark naked, and my pussy is wet as well as I have been contemplating what delightfully evil things I am going to do with the two of you. I am now moving over to the mattress where Paul is lying. I trust you will enjoy my commentary, Karen. Whether you enjoy it or not, I am going to enjoy sharing it with you, so try to relax and enjoy it." "I am now standing over Paul with my feet on each side of his head allowing him to stare straight up into my crotch. He is stroking his cock as he stares into my pussy with my juices running down my thighs. I am now lowering myself to him, dropping to my knees. He can smell my cunt now as I finger my clit only inches from his face. Stroke your cock, Paul! Stroke it for me! Oh, Karen, he is so fucking hot, right now as he fucks his hand. And my pussy is so wet. I'm fingering my clit and teasing myself. I sure hope you're enjoying this. Are you enjoying this?" Karen moaned, realizing that Jeannie had spoken to her. She had barely been breathing, as Jeannie's nasty narration invaded her brain, taking over her consciousness. "Oh, yes, mistress!" she quickly answered when she realized that Jeannie was waiting for an answer. "That's good. Not that it matters how you feel right now. I'm horny, and Paul is going to take care of me. And I'm going to tell you about it. First he is going to pleasure me orally. I am lowering my pussy onto his face." Karen was going crazy with lust. She wanted to be touched so badly. Touched, hell; she need to be fucked. Her cunt juices had been flowing continuously and she could feel how wet her ass crease was. The live story she was hearing was incredibly hot, and her imagination filled in the video even though she was blindfolded. Jeannie's pussy was now millimeters away from Paul's face. As she played with her clit she watched Karen struggle with her bindings as her mind dealt with the onslaught of sexual images. Jeannie was in her sexual element, being in control of her partners' pleasure. "My pussy is just above Paul's face. I'm sure that he can smell my pussy now, and my juices are dripping onto his face. I am teasing my clit with my fingers. Every time I caress it, shivers go all through my body. But, I want Paul's tongue on it and in my pussy. So, now I'm lowering myself down onto his face. Oh, God! Yes, Paul. Right there! Oh, Fuck, that feels so good! He is licking my pussy with his tongue. And now he is nibbling on my clit with his teeth and tongue. OH, shit! Fuck!" Jeannie's oratory melted into moans and groans as Paul's tongue successfully drove her to an orgasm. Karen was doing her best to lie quietly as she listened to the scene occurring next to her, but it was getting more and more difficult. Her body was demanding attention, and there was nothing she could do to relieve the sexual tension emanating from her pussy. The images in her mind of Jeannie sitting on Paul's face were vivid and hot. She imagined his tongue on her clit, and wished she was receiving similar attention. And she could see in her mind the juices from Jeannie's pussy slowly flowing into Paul's mouth and down Paul's cheeks. "Oh, fuck, did you hear how he made me cum, Karen?" Jeannie asked after regaining her self control. "Oh, yes mistress, I did," Karen whimpered, barely able to talk because of her extreme level of torment. "Did it make you horny?" "Oh, yes mistress." "Oh, and you should see hard Paul's cock is right now. I'm stroking it slowly. I can tell how close he is to cumming. He can barely breathe. I'll bet you would like to feel it, wouldn't you Karen?" "Oh, FUCK, yes, mistress." Karen's enthusiasm convinced Jeannie to alter her plan a bit. She was going to eat Karen's pussy while Paul fucked her from behind, but she decided to add a step. Jeannie shifted so that she could lean down and whisper in Paul's ear. "I want you go over to Karen, and fuck her without touching her body with any part of yours other than your cock." She squeezed it with enough pressure to ensure Paul's compliance, as if that was going to be an issue. When she let him go, he quietly stood and moved between Karen's legs. Gripping his cock at the base with his fingertips he carefully aimed it at Karen's wide open cunt. Slowly, he moved closer until the tip of his cock was fractions of an inch from her cunt lips. Then, silently and quickly, he rammed his cock into her, driving it deep into her sopping wet pussy. "OH, FUCK!" she screamed. "FUCK ME!" Paul did exactly that, pulling his cock almost all the way back out and then ramming it into her again. "That's right, Paul." Jeannie said. "Fuck her. Fuck her hard." She had three fingers buried deep in her own twat as she watched Paul fuck his new employee. "Shit, fuck. Oh, gawd!" Karen screamed. Fick! Shit! I'm fucking cummmmmming! Oh, god yes! Yes! Yes!" Jeannie was getting really hot watching Paul fuck Karen, and she knew that he had to be close to cumming as well. Knowing she was being a bitch, she ordered Paul to stop." "Paul, pull out of her now!" she yelled. Karen and Paul both screamed "No" almost in unison, but he did as he was told. Jeannie pulled him back from between Karen's thighs and took his place. She bent over to start eating Karen's pussy, spreading her legs wide behind her. "Now, fuck me Paul!" She then bent further down, pushing her tongue up into Karen's open twat, tasting her delectable juices. Paul wasted no time in plunging his cock into Jeannie. His powerful thrust pushed Jeannie hard into Karen, driving her tongue deep into Karen's hungry pussy. "Oh, yeah! Fuck me!" Jeannie yelled, pulling her mouth from Karen's pussy long enough to say something. By now, Karen was moaning loudly, having lost all control. She could feel her pussy juices flowing, as she gripped the sides of the table with her fingers. Paul's cock, followed by Jeannie's tongue had delivered some relief for the intense horniness she had been feeling as a result of the audio porn she had been subjected to. And, gawd, did Jeannie know how to eat pussy. She knew she needed to take lessons from this woman. Finding her voice, Karen spoke, "Oh, fuck, Jeannie, that feels so good. Lick my clit! Oh, yeah! Lick it. Yeah!" Jeannie had no choice but to fuck her with her tongue, what with Paul pounding into her from behind. He usually became pretty animalistic after being constrained, and that was exactly how she liked it; hard and fast. As a result her tongue was pounding deep into Karen's pussy, while her lips and teeth pressed down against Karen's lips and clitoris. Karen's moans had turned to screams, as her twat was finally receiving the attention she had been craving. It wasn't long before Jeannie's body writhed in yet another orgasm, as Paul pounded into her. "Oh, fuck, I'm cummmmmming!" she screamed into Karen's twat. "Oh! Shit!" Karen moaned. "Me, too. Don't stop. Oh, fuck!" Paul was right behind them, unleashing a load of cum into Jeannie's cunt. Even after unloading his cum into her, his hard-on remained, and he continued to stroke in and out of Jeannie's cunt for another minute or so, before pulling out. Jeannie's creams melted into moans as she felt Paul pull out of her. She smiled as he collapsed back onto the mattress. But, she wasn't finished with Karen. Not yet. "Karen, I am going to unbind you now and remove your blindfold. Then you are to suck all of Paul's cum from my pussy, and then clean his cock. Do you understand?" "Yes, mistress!" As soon as Jeannie had undone Karen's bindings, she laid back down on the mattress next to Paul, spreading her legs wide. Loose from her bonds, Karen eagerly moved between Jeannie's thighs wanting to do nothing more than please her the same way she had just been pleasured. The musky smell of the combined juices of Jeannie and Paul only inflamed her lust even more. As eager as she was, she took her time by slowly kissing her way up the inside of Jeannie's thighs. As she did so, Jeannie dropped her hands on top of Karen's head, taking control of her head as if she was just a toy. Jeannie was impressed with Karen's quick study in how to treat a woman, but her lust and desire didn't leave time for a slow build. Using her hands to control Karen, Jeannie guided her mouth and tongue to the center of her own desire. Karen silently obeyed the guiding hands allowing her mouth and tongue to be pressed against Jeannie's womanhood. Karen instantly tasted the combined juices that were flowing out of Jeannie, finding the taste to be intoxicating. She flitted her tongue against Jeannie's clit, eliciting more moans from her new mistress. As she licked Jeannie's nubbin, she reached up and started massaging her breasts, finding her nipples to be rock hard. She could feel Jeannie's chest rising and falling quickly because of her level of excitement. "Oh, gawd, don't stop," Jeannie exclaimed. "Suck my clit. Pinch my tits." Karen did as she was told. "Oh, yeah; that's right. God, Paul, this girl knows how to suck!" The compliment spurred Karen on. She only wanted to please this woman who had quickly become the focus of her, until recently, dormant sexual desires. At the moment the only important thing to her was pleasing Jeannie. And it didn't hurt that she had discovered how much she loved the taste of cunt juice. "OH, Fuck! Yes! That's it. Fuck! Fuck! Oh, gawd, I'm cumming again," Jeannie screamed. As Karen sucked the juices from Jeannie's cunt, she delighted in her skills as a cunnilinguist; something that she never would have aspired to 48 hours earlier. Karen backed off her pressure as Jeannie's orgasm subsided, but still teased Jeannie's clit with the tip of her tongue. Jeannie finally spoke after several minutes of relaxation. "Paul," Jeannie said. "I want you to get Evan for Karen to use." While Paul knew exactly what Jeannie had in mind, Karen's mind jumped to the wrong conclusion, thinking that Evan was another man. "Ok," Paul answered. Karen was surprised when Paul went over to a cabinet in the room, extracting some form of leather contraption. As Paul approached her, Karen gasped, realizing that it was a strap on with a huge dildo, at least twelve inches. Karen had seen advertisements for strap-ons and an occasional video of them, but she had never contemplated using one. For a second or two, Karen wondered how many sexual taboos and boundaries she had blown through during the weekend. All she knew was that she wanted more! Jeannie continued, "Karen spread your legs, so that Paul can put Evan on you." Paul knelt down in front of Karen as she spread her legs. Paul positioned the harness so that her new cock extended out in front of her and attached the waist and crotch straps. Karen moaned in delight as his fingers spread her pussy lips to ensure that the straps were appropriately positioned over her clit and between her labia. As she felt the leather rub against her wet pussy, Karen realized that this wasn't only for the pleasure of the fuckee, but that she was going to end up with some really strange feelings as she proceeded to fuck Jeannie. Paul took his time adjusting the contraption, slipping his fingers into Karen's pussy and extracting her juices to lube up the harness and reduce irritation. His cock was at full attention in excitement and in anticipation of what was coming next. He knew how much Jeannie loved to be fucked by the strap-on, and if previous encounters were any indication, Karen would be limp rag when the scene was over. As he finished tightening the straps, he slid two fingers back into Karen's cunt, and found her g-spot. Taking a few seconds to massage it, he soon had Karen moaning, and he was rewarded by an increase in her juices. As he stood he pulled his fingers back out and standing right in front of Karen, proceeded to lick her juices off of his coated fingers. Her eyes were blazing with lust. "That's enough, you two!" Jeannie said scolding them. "Get over here and fuck me, Karen! Now!" Karen dropped her hand to her "cock" mesmerized by the idea of having one. 'So this is what it's like to have a hard-on,' she thought. The idea really excited her as she moved back between Jeannie's legs. She had enjoyed the taste of pussy. Now she was going to fuck it. She dropped to her knees between Jeannie's thighs, keeping her hand on her "cock" the entire time. As she moved closer to the nexus of Jeannie's sex, Jeannie spread her legs even wider, opening her labia and exposing herself completely, clearly inviting Karen to fuck her. Juices were oozing from Jeannie's pussy, and Jeannie had once again started squeezing her own nipples in anticipation of being fucked by Karen. Karen positioned her cock at the entrance to Jeannie's sex, pausing just enough to tease. Then slowly she pushed her "cock" into Jeannie's pussy, knowing that she would be stretching Jeannie's cunt with the size of her "cock". Karen was surprised to find that as she penetrated Jeannie, the cock and its harness pressed back into her clit and pussy lips, sending sexual shock waves through her own pussy and body. 'This was going to be very pleasurable,' she thought. Karen felt the "cock" reach its maximum penetration into Jeannie's pussy, just as Jeannie moaned. "Oh! Fuck! Yeah!" Jeannie exclaimed. "Fuck me! Hard! Give it to me!" Karen, now fully into her role as a "top," pulled her "cock" out and then rammed it back home again. She easily fell into a natural fucking rhythm, pounding in and out of Jeannie, feeling shock waves reverberate through her body, every time she drove it into Jeannie. Jeannie was moaning continuously as her excitement built towards an orgasmic peak. Paul stroked his own cock idly as he watched Karen fuck her first woman. He wanted to be ready when asked, as he was anticipating Jeannie's next demand. From previous experience though, he had no idea when it would come or what form her demand would take. In previous situations, Jeannie had demanded that Paul fuck the other girl in either her pussy or ass, had wanted Paul's cock in her own mouth, or just expected him to masturbate to orgasm as the two women fucked. Secretly, he wanted to fuck Karen from behind, but he impatiently waited for Jeannie to tell him what to do. It wasn't long before Jeannie's moaning reached a crescendo. "Oh, Fuck! Hit me Hard!" she screamed. "I'm going to cum! Fuuuuuuuuck! Fuuuuuuuuuck!" Karen pounded even harder, feeling her own orgasm building as well. She was into the fucking too much to be consciously aware of the weirdness of having an orgasm while fucking another woman. "I'm cummmmmmmming!!!!!" Jeannie screamed. "Oh, fuck!" She continued to scream for several more strokes, barely able to articulate any words. She caught her breath enough though to yell, "Fuck Karen, Paul. Fuck her now!" Karen was too busy fucking Jeannie for her words to register. She gasped as she felt Paul move between her thighs and press his cock up against her pussy. He reached around her and between her legs, spreading the harness straps and her pussy lips apart so that he could push his hard cock into her. She had barely felt his cock against her lips and then it was deeply impaled in her as Paul wasted no time in fucking her. "Oh, shit," she screamed. His penetration took her over the edge instantly. "Fuck! I'm cummmmmmming" As a result of his pounding into Karen, Karen's "cock" was driven even more deeply into Jeannie, launching her into yet another orgasm. Karen's First Year Ch. 05 "Fuck!" Jeannie screamed in an even greater orgasm. And that was all it took to drive Paul over the top. He pulled back, and then rammed his cock home again, releasing his load of sperm into Karen's soaking wet pussy. "Oh, fuck! Me too!" he screamed. He made several more strokes, unleashing stream after stream of cum into Karen, before collapsing on the mattress next to the girls. Moments after he pulled out, post orgasmic exhaustion caused Karen to pull out as well and collapse on top of Jeannie. It was many minutes later before any of them recovered from their cluster fuck. After they untangled themselves and cleaned up, it was well into the afternoon. They shared an afternoon snack and bid Karen goodbye as she headed back into the city.