0 comments/ 15711 views/ 8 favorites Shooting The Moon By: SEVERUSMAX I couldn't have heard that right, of course. Another guy in a game of cards with me, wanted to raise the stakes in a way that I had never even considered. Nor did I really think about it in advance, but the man was a gambling addict. Robert Cullen, sharp as a tack Wall Street stockbroker and relative newlywed, had just offered me his pretty wife Lindsay as collateral. The couple of shots of Jameson didn't hurt his motivation, either, nor mine. "Hey, now, that is really tempting, Robert, but I can't accept. Your wife is another person with the right to refuse or deny her body to anyone. She is not a possession to put up as security. You really need to get a grip on your gambling addiction, buddy. You've been losing all night and throwing good money after bad. She's not a car, Robert. She's a human being and we don't have slavery in this country. You might have missed that detail on Wall Street at times, but slavery was abolished long ago. Don't get me wrong. If she put herself up as collateral and didn't back out, I'd take her in, how do you put it, a New York minute, but even then if she backed out at any point, I'd just have to cut my losses and know better than to play poker with her again," I told Robert sternly. "But I'm out of collateral that doesn't have me out on the street! I have to stay in the game, Isaac. I just have to do it. What can I bet? What else do I have?" Robert pleaded with me. I also saw that Lindsay looked angrily at Robert....something told me that he wasn't going to be lucky at home tonight, either, at this rate...I don't usually hold with wives and girlfriends using sex as a weapon, but hey...most husbands and boyfriends aren't gambling addicts who put up their wives and girlfriends as security for another hand that they can't afford to lose. I decided to scare Robert off with someone that would terrify most men....most straight guys, at least. He did have some other collateral, didn't he? His own body, of course. I figured that with my chips, the risk was all his and it would occur to him at last, even with his gambling high, that he couldn't keep pushing this. Besides, he was married. I assumed that Lindsay would have to be livid if he didn't fold now, after what I offered. "Alright, then. Your mouth. I want you to suck my dick if I lose. Not her. You. Of course, you should really fold now. Sucking my cock is a complete betrayal of your wedding vows and I'm a guy. You don't really want to suck my dick, do you?" I raised the stakes more than a little. "It's deal. I call your bluff," Robert seemed sure that he at last had a winning hand, and he put down his straight flush....his courage half whiskey and half compulsive gambling habit. .....Lindsay had a curious look on her face, shocked, eyes large as saucers, tongue hanging out, a bit angry, but slightly eager to watch....as if hoping that he lost and had to suck my dick. The whiskey probably lowered her inhibitions at least a little. I had nothing to lose and everything to gain, as I put down my royal flush. I saw the look on Robert's face as he knew that what he was confident was the winning hand proved to lose and he had to suck my dick. He looked at me and then at Lindsay, whose eyes grew larger and mouth opened wide, before breaking out into a grin. "Honey, you should have folded, but you didn't. Gotta keep your word. I'm kind of glad, I confess, though. Now we can share a new experience. Guess you're getting some action tonight, after all, because now I am very wet. Isaac, I appreciate that you didn't take me as collateral, but I'm putting myself up for this. You get two Cullens for the price of one. Besides, Robert doesn't know how to suck a cock. I need to help him out to give you the expensive blowjob you deserve," Lindsay smiled at me. "Well, thank you, then, Lindsay," I grinned at her as I reached for my zipper. Lindsay was on her knees and pulled Robert down with her, with surprising strength. She swatted my hand away and unzipped my pants herself, pulling them down to reveal my boxers, which she then gestured for Robert to remove for me. He was more than a little nervous, but he complied rather timidly, and then Heather put her fingers on his nose to force his mouth open. I slipped my dick between Robert's lips, giving him his first taste of cock and Lindsay took her fingers off his nose as she ran her tongue along the base of my dick. She even licked my balls a little, much to my surprise, even as Robert proved unexpectedly good and eager at sucking the head of my cock. Then again, he had the same junk that I did, only his turned out to be smaller, if only by an inch or so. I got very hard, of course, by now, from having this androgynously handsome, blonde, blue-eyed goy from Wall Street suck my dick while his curvy brunette of a wife sucked my balls. I always had the sense that Robert felt the need to compensate for his less than manly physique by being a shark at the stock market and this might have driven him to compete (albeit ineffectively against me) at cards, too. It might well have fed his gambling addiction. As good as Robert was at sucking my dick, Lindsay was twice as good, and she took over at several points to help him do better. Her mouth was everything that my fantasies had anticipated, warm, wet....just like a pussy, really. Very soft and sensual, that was Lindsay's mouth as it engulfed my dick and traded off with her husband's. My cock really began to leak precum now and both of them could tell how close I was to cumming, but I didn't want it to end there. A considerable part of me no longer wished that Robert would stop betting. I now hoped that he would keep upping the ante on me, so I could fuck his wife after all and maybe feel his soft tongue on my balls or ass as I did so. Then again, at the rate that we were going, there was no telling if or when we would stop. It was clear that this action was no longer just about a game of cards. We were all rather excited, especially Robert as Lindsay actually freed his cock from his pants and began sucking it, too. Apparently, I was very wrong about him not getting lucky with his wife that night. We were now a daisy chain, with Robert sucking my dick and Lindsay sucking his. I had to cum pretty soon, however, and I decided that one last lesson was necessary, so I let my cock and balls twitch and kept my hands on Robert's head while I actively fucked his throat, ignoring his gag reflex for now. He was distracted enough with Lindsay's sensual lips and tongue on his dick, anyway, and he didn't seem to mind at all, beyond the initial panic. I let first one, and then another rope of my cum coat his throat, followed by a third large spurt. I withdrew from Robert's mouth right as he expelled his own load into Lindsay's mouth. Lindsay rose and pulled Robert up to kiss him and mix his cum with mine. I walked over to both of them and joined their kiss, planting my lips on hers first for a snowball, followed by another straight from Robert's shockingly kissable mouth. She smiled at me now and knelt to suck both of us, moving her mouth back and forth between us. Then she pulled a real surprise by spreading my cheeks apart to slide her tongue along my butt-crack. My cock, not yet fully soft, hardened all over at this sexy move of hers. When she did the same to Robert, he got another boner as well. She then put a finger in each of our asses to play with our prostates a little. We were fully hard then, and that was when Lindsay dropped another bombshell on me. "I want in. Deal me, Isaac. I want to play my hand, too," Lindsay grinned at me and then went to was her hands in the sink of my studio apartment. "Very well, then. Does that mean that Robert is out, or are you playing against your wife, Bobby boy?" I smiled at them, rather excited by the reality of having just been sucked off by man and wife both....and the prospect of what might follow. "Deal us both then, please. Right, Robert? I don't want to keep you out of the fun. Wouldn't be fair to you. Who knows what can follow? Now, what are the stakes this time?" Lindsay urged me with a lustful gleam in her eye, still licking her lips a little for another taste of salty seed. "How about....bottoms up?" I smiled. "Oh, does that mean what I hope that it does?" Lindsay asked with a grin on her face. "You're really getting into this, aren't you, honey?" Robert asked his wife. "Hey, stud, don't look a gift horse in the mouth. I'm so turned on right now and even though I was pissed at your earlier offer, I have to admit that it made me a bit wet. The thought of getting fucked like that by Isaac....God, he's so fuckable, I want to drool. Plus I'm a little sauced, too. Then again, there are times when I just have to grab Robert here and ride him like a bronco, he's so sexy, too. Win or lose, honey, you're gonna get even more action tonight. Both of you. Count on it in my present mood," Lindsay confessed to us her lusty mood, as if we couldn't already tell....somehow, having her body at risk was a turn-on for her. "Well, thank you, Lindsay. The feeling is mutual. Anyway, bottoms up is simple. Winner takes the losers' asses tonight, with the right to fuck them, spank them, lick them, etc. all night long. Bottoms as collateral. Bare and ready for whatever the winner wants from them, no limits, no questions, except no mutilations or long-term damage. Are we clear? Just to be fair, I'm putting mine up for security, too. Last time, I really didn't have much at stake, but now that it's clear how much we're all enjoying this little ménage a trois, I'm willing to risk my butt for the night. Let's see Lady Luck pick her favorite tonight. Five-card stud. Joker's wild," I laughed. Lindsay broke out into a wide grin, while Robert smiled more nervously, still a little awkward about having sucked a male friend's cock....having tasted his cum, too. It was a real line that had been crossed, especially when I got a blowjob from his wife as well. Now, whatever happened, there would be some ass play going on and while I could tell that this prospect appealed to all of us, it was another boundary about to be crossed, regardless of who won. I dealt several hands of winners before Lindsay got her wild card and played it, triggering another hand, followed by a surprising high card for Robert, who especially wanted to raise the stakes now. Lindsay shot the moon at this point, and the result was almost predictable....almost. Lindsay did pull off a couple more winners, just enough to keep it interesting, but finally, she overplayed her hand, as did the compulsive gambler Robert. Lindsay's tells were surprising by now....she would lick her lips when she got a really high card, but she would slip her fingers down her pants whenever she got a low one. This time, however, Robert and I were both stunned. Lindsay seemed to have high card, judging by the tongue gliding across her lips again, but we both called her, anyway. It seemed to be an undeniable draw for all of us to keep playing until the chips were gone....knowing that when they were, the losers would have to surrender the booty. I knew that whatever happened, it would be fun and games for the three of us...or at least I was fairly confident, of course. What really would Lindsay want from me if she won? What would Robert want? Anal play? Spanking? Even caning I could handle, being a switch. What would I want, for that matter? By now, the chips were down just enough that Robert couldn't afford to lose without literally paying with his ass, but I thought that perhaps Lindsay still had a chance other than the miracle that her husband needed. She had what I supposed was a high card, but as stated, we both called it, for reasons of our own. I wanted to see how she would handle herself, either as a winner or as a loser. Robert just had to keep playing, whatever the cost. Robert dropped a full house, which was surprisingly high, but explained his confidence in calling his wife's bluff this time. I put down my four of a kind, eager to see if Lindsay really had either a straight flush or a royal one, the only two hands that could beat me. Robert's ass was already lost and he knew it, just not who would own it for the night. He seemed shockingly calm, perhaps due to knowing his own fate a little more, not having it in suspense, though his cock was also visibly hard and his precum leaked....apparently, the prospect of getting used anally had some appeal to him. Lindsay utterly floored both of us when she laid down her hand, a simple flush, much lower than either of us. She had to have guessed from some tells of mine that I had a pretty good hand, but she had played with a remarkably lower one and knew it this time. She had really taken her chances here, but instead of getting down over her defeat, she rose and planted herself on my lap. "You really played it dangerously tonight, Lindsay. One would have to wonder if you deliberately lost," I teased her. In full view of Robert, her husband of just six months, Lindsay grinned and said, "You're really naïve about this, aren't you? Both of you. This was a win-win for me. I couldn't lose for winning. I just didn't know who would get me, but what did that matter? In fact, the worse my hand, the wetter I got. "Here, the panties are yours, complimentary with your victory, sir. Smell how wet you made me every time you beat my hand. Both of you. This is from losing more than winning, truth be told. If I won, I would get to do whatever I wanted to your asses, how delicious a prospect, but if I lost, as I just did, well, you could have your way with me, and that would be even better. That was the reason that I shot the moon. Now, speaking of moons, do you like the lunar view?" Lindsay bent over and bared her bottom, as she slipped down her soaking panties and passed them to me from between her thighs. My cock was extremely hard as I took her drenched panties and stuffed them in her mouth for a moment, grabbing her buns and kneeling for a taste of her fine ass. I smacked Lindsay a couple of swats on her tush and she reacted by getting wetter still, plus pushing her hips and butt back at me for more. "Robert, come over here. Taste your wife's ass. Tell me, have you ever rimmed a girl this delicious?" I urged her husband. "Oh, fuck, no. She's sweet as punch. That's one yummy ass. What do you want from my butt, however?" he asked me. "Take the panties from her mouth and bend over to let her rim you for now. I can tell that she'd love to do that right now. Put her panties in your own mouth now. I'm gonna keep tasting this ass for a good while now. I want to fuck her bottom, too, but right at this moment, I have the urge to lick and spank it," I commanded him. "Yes, sir!" Robert eagerly obeyed me, not one to miss out on his wife's tongue between his cheeks. This rimfest lasted for several minutes, with my tongue driving Lindsay's further up Robert's butt. She squirmed, especially as I spanked her, but she creamed herself thoroughly as well. It was evident that both of the Cullens loved this little daisy chain that I set up. I just knew that I had never tasted or owned a female bottom quite this delectable. "Got any lube?" I asked them, rising suddenly after Lindsay shook all over with her orgasm and Robert was hard as steel. "Yes, in my purse right here," Lindsay brought it to me with a look of brazen lust on her face. "Alright, Lindsay, bend over again and spread your cheeks. Robert, I want you to lube up Lindsay's butt and slide your dick into it. I do not want you to focus on anything but fucking her ass, no matter what. Is that clear?" I instructed Robert, who smiled now with surprise. Lindsay moved her hips with obvious enjoyment, even if it clearly hurt just a little in spite of the lube. It was obvious that she welcomed the intruder into her booty. "I wouldn't grin too much, Robert. You owe me your ass. Time to pay up," I announced as I prepared his butt for my own dick. Robert turned a little pale as he realized that he truly would have to follow through on his lost wager, not that he wasn't a bit hard and presumably aware of that distinct possibility from having put it at risk. Even so, he didn't resist and his cock stayed just as hard as before, though the fact that it was buried inside Lindsay's bottom obviously had more than a little to do with that. A strictly straight guy, however, might well have gotten so terrified that he could have gone limp, though maybe not while fucking his wife's sexy ass. In any case, it was tough luck for him. I had won his ass in a game of poker, and it was time to collect. Predictably, the harder I pushed inside Robert, the harder he reamed Lindsay, but she didn't complain in the slightest. In fact, given how she bucked her hips every time that he thrust further up her butt, I would say that she was rather aroused by not only her husband's steely rod inside her asshole, but also the knowledge that I sodomized him just as much as he did her. We were a train now, with me as the caboose and Lindsay as the locomotive. I was soon too far gone to stop myself even if I wished. Robert's ass was remarkably tight and hot, his enthusiasm grew with each stroke, and his wife's delightful hips excited the both of us considerably. Her moans of absolute ecstasy and squirms of painful pleasure, clearly indications of her masochistic and submissive side, simply stiffened our....resolve. At last, however, Lindsay really let go with a hell of a climax, moans becoming worthy of a porn star as her entire body shivered and her limbs grew taut for a moment. Robert could no longer hold it in, due to having his wife react so favorably to his cock and his first experience of a dick up the butt, reaching to his prostate to apparently rub it the right way. He jerked, twitched, and shot his second load of cum for the night, this deep inside Lindsay's once cherry ass. At that, I unloaded as well, emptying my balls into Robert's now used bunghole. Both had started out with virgin assholes that night, but neither had them anymore. "Damn, that was the best sex I've ever had!" Lindsay blurted, kissing each of us men hard on the mouth. "I wouldn't go that far myself, but it was a hell of a first time fucking another man's ass!" I grinned as I slipped her some tongue. "Well, I would go that far, though granted I've never had the other kind of threesome yet," Robert confessed, "it was incredible! I was so afraid to take your dick up there, but once I did, it only made the first time in Lindsay's ass even better." "Yet...good way to put it. I owe you big for that one, honey. You made a major fantasy, a couple of them actually, come true tonight. I definitely owe you fulfillment of the classic male fantasy of two women at once, having our way with you. You took a cock up your ass and in your mouth for me. You swallowed another man's cum for me. Well, for yourself, too, I could tell. You enjoyed it, too....but, still....damn, you had to have known on some level that I would enjoy this. "And you, Isaac....Jesus.....wow. You're so damn sexy. You're clearly not gay, either, just more comfortable with your sexuality and all that. Do I get a turn at your cock in my ass, too? God, I hope so! You still own it for the rest of the night. There is certainly the lube for it already deposited by my dear hubby, no less," Lindsay invited me while fondling my own buns. "I'll hold you to that," Robert warned his wife. "Any excuse to be held, especially by you, honey," Lindsay answered playfully. "I'd say to get a room, but then I couldn't resist joining you there," I teased them both. "True, and we already have a room...yours," she winked at me. Robert didn't take long to give Lindsay a taste of her own medicine, caressing her bottom as well, much to her obvious delight. When I placed my hands on her booty, too, Lindsay smiled and turned around to kiss him fully on the lips while I groped her ass. It wasn't long before Robert went behind me and spread my cheeks to rub his semi-soft dick between them now. That definitely got me excited, though I still needed to recover after cumming twice already in one night. Shooting The Moon Ch. 02 Apparently, I fell asleep drunk and tired, which wasn't too surprising, given how much Jameson I drank the night before and how much I had fucked my three playthings. I didn't wake up alone, however. I was in my studio apartment, lying on the sofa, with Dana planting kisses on my cock and balls. Oh, yes, Dana ... the pizza girl, who had been so passionate and submissive as a lover the night before. Evidently, she hadn't changed her mind, either. We weren't the only ones in the apartment, as demonstrated by the noises that came from the kitchenette, where Lindsay was riding Robert cowgirl style. No matter how much she craved me, Lindsay was still very much in love with her husband, which made perfect sense to me and really didn't make me jealous at all. "Morning, sir. Sorry about waking you, but I'm horny and even if I still have a job, I don't have to show up for it until 4 in the afternoon. How about it? I've only felt your cock in my mouth. I'm ready for it in the pussy and ass. I don't care which first, as long as you tap both. How about it, Mr. Super?" Dana teased me about owning the complex. "Well, there are worse ideas before I get dressed and show up at the front office. Mind you, Valija will wonder if I'm too late, so it might have to be a quickie unless I call in ... sick. Hey, that's a plan. Except not sick. I'm the boss. I don't have to lie. I'll just tell her to handle anything that she can and leave to me anything above her pay grade for tomorrow. I get to choose my own schedule and make up the days when I see fit. I'm not on hourly or salary. I'm the owner." I laughed at my workaholic habits picked up from Uncle Moshe ... it was mostly a good thing, but there were limits to being so hands-on and I often stretched those limits as it was. "Who is Valija?" Dana asked me, as I bent her over the sofa and lubed up her asshole for my dick. "My manager. She handles whatever I don't. She's kind of young, but I saw that her talents were wasted as a secretary, so I promoted her and told the ones who didn't like that to kiss my ass, since they were skimming the rents, anyway. She actually brought that to my attention. Uncle Moshe was a great man, but sometimes he trusted old friends not to steal from him. Usually, he was right, but the Brookes were crooks. Pardon the rhyme, but they were. He died very rich, but he could have been even richer if they hadn't fleeced him. Now they're in jail where they belong and Valija runs the shop for me whenever I'm gone, for whatever reason. She's loyal as could be, of course. Latvian girl, very sweet to me, but tough as nails when people try to rip us off," I smiled as I slid my cock into Dana's tush. Dana's reaction to my cock there was absolutely delicious. She dug her nails into the sofa, squirmed, thrashed with her legs, and began sighing a little as we fucked. She also bucked her hips a lot as I kept up the thrusts into her bottom, clearly reacting to what the smell of her soaked pussy and other signs indicated was genuine pleasure. It was evident that her mother resented Dana's sexuality as a threat and I could see why. The pizza girl who had seemed so sexless when she first arrived, to where I couldn't even be sure of her gender at first, was now undoubtedly a sexy young woman in serious heat. For what seemed like another half hour or so, I kept pounding Dana's sweet booty while touching her shoulders, breasts, and back. I fondled her all over while I sodomized her and the young lady really seemed to welcome it. Meanwhile, I could hear Robert and Lindsay cumming together, with a very loud gasp as Robert shot his load inside his wife. I did not expect that Lindsay would limp over to me and start rubbing her creamy cunt against me, grinding her pussy on my ass. Pretty soon, Robert's jizz was smeared on my butt, at which point both Robert and Lindsay started licking it off my buns. This was just too much stimulation, and I unloaded completely in Dana's ass, flooding her bowels with my cum. What happened next was no real shock, of course. Lindsay and Robert both attacked my cock with their lips and tongues, even licking my balls before each taking my dick into their mouths. Dana, for her part, rose and parted my buns to rim me enthusiastically. My cock didn't get a chance to go soft, as the trio kept it nice and hard for me. "Now, clean my cum from Dana's ass," I ordered Robert, who grinned at this order and got right to work, sucking my spunk from Dana's butt. "I need a shower," I told Lindsay, taking her by the hand to indicate that she should join me. Lindsay didn't wait for my command before she began soaping and lathering me up under the hot water. She kissed my lips repeatedly and stroked my dick as she washed it. Once I had her nice and clean, I began kissing her skin and even licking it up and down for the hell of it. She moaned and shivered in reaction, sliding her tongue along my flesh as well. She wanted it bad. I wanted it even worse. When I began rimming Lindsay, her knees buckled and I had to keep her from falling over. "Master ... please. Fuck my pussy, please ... I want your load in me. Robert's fucked me there, but not you yet. He's great ... but, damn, Master, I want your cum, too. I love having both of you cum in me. I loved how slimy and slick my ass felt after both of you came in me. I loved sucking your dick, knowing that it had been in his butt, too. Please... ," Lindsay begged me. I smiled a little more as I realized that I could get used to the idea of both Robert and I shooting our loads into Lindsay and Dana each back to back. The sloppy seconds of each of us would feel incredible to the ladies as well as us menfolk. I could already sense that we were all kinky enough to enjoy such an experience of mixed cum and other fluids. It was a way to bind us to each other in ways that few could understand or match. I didn't hesitate to enter Lindsay in the shower, fucking her under the jets of hot water for our mutual gratification. I had to admit that my life had changed dramatically since agreeing to enslave her husband and her, not to mention Dana. In less than 12 hours, I had picked up three voluntary playthings who seemed eager to fuck me half to death. Lindsay, for her part, was so undeniably submissive and yet also extremely mischievous and playful. I loved that side of her, fully of tricky plans and devious surprises. I also loved how much Lindsay adored her husband. She was, in spite of her recent experience with me, very much in love with Robert. I could tell that and I found that rather pleasing about her, that she treated him with affection, not disdain, for his submissive and bisexual ways. He was not a cuckold, as far as she and I were concerned, and I very much doubted that Dana thought of him that way, either. He was not a sissy. He was just a submissive bisexual man who loved his wife and enjoyed fucking her as much as he liked being fucked by a guy ... and who also enjoyed another woman, as witnessed by Dana. There was nothing "cucky" about him at all. Anyway, as I continued to fuck Lindsay from behind in the shower, I could hear the front door to the studio apartment open and someone walk inside. I could have heard a pin drop after that. Absolute silence for a moment. Then I heard high heels walk across the apartment to the bathroom and saw a blurred figure open the shower door. Valija looked at Lindsay and me with complete shock for a second, but then she did something that truly floored me. She tossed her shoes into the short hallway to the bathroom and removed her skirt with its straps from her blouse. This left her in only her blouse and panties as her pale blue eyes blazed with lust for me. "Fuck him as much as you wish, my dear, but after that, we need to talk. All five of us, it seems. You have something that I want, or rather someone... ," Valija's tone made it apparent what or whom she desired ... me. "We can share, you know," Lindsay panted as I thrust yet again and finally exploded from the sheer sensuality of the wanton debauchery prevalent in my apartment right then. "Oh, we will, darling. We will. That's what I want to talk to you about. You and Isaac here, as well as the others," Valija stated as she led the way back into the living room where Robert had now progressed to the reverse cowgirl position with Dana on top. Seeing us depart the bathroom and Valija half-naked while the other two of us were in our birthday suits, Robert came deep in Dana's cunt and she squirmed with another small climax. They struggled wobbly to their feet and I gestured for everyone to sit on the floor, Valija included. "So, Valija, you have the floor, if you'll pardon the pun. What is it that you wish?" I asked my manager. "In a word ... you. I want you. I want to be your lover. I want to make sweet love to you. I want to kiss you and hug you. I want to fuck you like the slut that I am. I want to have your baby. I want to wake up to you ... and I can see that the price for all of this is small. Very small. Am I right? Do you want me as much as you seemed to in the shower just now?" Valija looked smoldering hot and sexy in just her white blouse and red silk panties ... her pink lipstick and purple mascara somehow very appealing right then, set against her dirty blonde hair, too. "Yes, but what price do you think that you'd have to pay?" I asked her curiously. "Judging from what I have seen, I have to share you, as stated. Fine with me. I planned to, anyway. I have had all kinds of fantasies about kinky sex with you. This works just fine with me. Are they all your lovers, or just the ladies?" Valija probed. "All of them. They're my sex slaves. Willing playthings, you see. As of last night. What do you think of that? Kinky enough for you?" I wondered. "Oh, darling, I just have one question," Valija surprised me with her candor. "Which is?" "When do they get collared, because I want mine to come with a leash. Detachable, of course. Haven't you realized by now that I am completely your bitch and have been from the day that we met?" Valija pleaded, "What must I do to get what you freely gave to these others? Your domination, your power, your authority, and your guidance ... I am a slut who needs to be taken, owned, you see." "All that you had to do was ask," I stunned us all with my confession. "Then I am asking now," Valija closed the distance and kissed me hungrily on the lips. "Very well, then. What do you want to do with me? How did you want to arrange the contract? I still haven't formalized the precise terms with these three, but they've all committed to be my new playthings. Is that what you desire?" I asked her, caressing her hair with my fingers. "Actually, Isaac won us in a game of poker and I'll never regret it. We're a married couple, but we serve him gladly," Robert noted, pointed to Lindsay and himself. "Is that so? And what about you? Did you serve him completely ... are you and he ... are you his bum boy?" Valija asked him. "Yes, as a matter of fact. Here, let me prove it," Robert said as he leaned over and began sucking my cock again. "Oh, and yes, as you can see, I am very much still married to Robert and love him dearly, but I need this, too. It's just what we are and what we need," Lindsay added, sucking Robert's dick to reinforce this. "And I was just the pizza girl, but they seduced me and boy am I glad that they did!" Dana confessed, punctuating things by sucking my toes. "So, a game of poker. Pity that I didn't accept your invitation last night. It seems that I missed out on the fun. I just wasn't ready to act the part of a platonic friend right then. Not when I wanted to be your slut, my dear. True, I am getting divorced, but that is neither here nor there. I told you, I do not mind sharing and I really do not. What I do mind is that Arlen thinks that I am here as his personal maid and doesn't like me working at all. I don't mind serving a master, but let's make it fun, right? Whips, chains, and leather, all well and good. "Black eye, broken nose, and sheer drudgery, being a party favor to his butt-ugly friends who have bad breath that you can smell clear to China ... ugh. Being made to cut his meat for him, yes, and pour him glass after glass of brandy Alexanders, after which he would call me a whore for fucking his friends and say that the whole thing was my idea. Then he would just stick it in me and cum. Flat on my back. No foreplay, no teasing, no fun about it all. Just a drunk using me as his personal flesh light. No fucking thanks. What he really resented is that he was using me to suck up to his boss and friends and that they didn't thank him for it, only thought less of him for doing so, even though they suggested it. It never occurred to numb-nuts that they were testing him and that he did what they wanted, but couldn't respect. "Arlen wanted to fit right in with the in-crowd at work and pimped me out to get there. I swear, if it made him more popular to wipe their asses with a sponge, he would do so. Other women? I wish! I should be so lucky! Then he might learn from fucking them and watching them pleasure me. They could teach him. Group sex and orgies, gang-bangs, all of that are fine, but I don't appreciate being asked to fuck men that I find repulsive. "No, Arlen wasn't into other women. He wanted me as a trophy, a prize, to give him status. He wouldn't go down on me, by the way, because I always had another man's cum in me, but that was his fault! He was the one who wanted me to put out for his boss and buddies. I pleaded for him to at least let me insist upon a condom, but he refused. He said that this would hurt him at work with the team. He also hated my Goth look. Said that it made me look like a Satanist or worse. This is who I am. I'm not evil, just a little naughty when I wish to be. "It never clicked with him that it was weird that his own wife was the party favor every time, not the others ... well, actually, come to think of it, he took pride in that and saw it as proof that he had the sexiest wife of them all. Which was flattering in a way, but a girl needs to know that even if she fucks around, she has a man to come home to at the end of the day. I wasn't a woman to him, not a wife really. I was a maid and a whore that he lent out to his friends and his boss. The sex was fun itself, but not fun enough to overcome the sense that I was just a party favor to his friends, a toy for his use and theirs," Valija explained a little more about her estranged husband. "Well, as much fun as this is, perhaps we should go out and get some breakfast. Valija, you have the day off today, just like me. The front office is closed until lunch. I know that it's rent day, so just print out a sign saying that the rent deadline will be extended for another 48 hours, just to make up for the inconvenience. It's unheard of, so it will be a nice surprise for some tenants," I chuckled, "anyway, you're all going out with me to breakfast. I'm a rich man, but I can be a bit too miserly. High time to enjoy my money a little more. There's a place for thrift and industry, but I've taken it too far of late." "Where to?" Dana asked me, curiously. "Herb's Café, of course. Best damn diner in town, bar none. Herb's semi-retired now, but his daughter Ruth does a better than decent job running the place for her old man. Always treats me well in particular, so I have no complaints for sure. If I ever went the traditional route in Judaism, you know, marriage to one of the Faith, that sort of thing, it would be with Ruth," I commented. "Well, that's funny. I'm half-Jewish," Dana laughed. "Are you now? That's very interesting," I smiled at her, "Mother's side, right?" "Hell, yeah. Jewish mom, Mexican dad. Makes for an interesting situation at times. Not that you will catch Mom dead at temple. Ain't gonna happen. She's only as Jewish as lox and bagels. That's about it. Has that in common with you, I guess," Dana teased me as we dressed and headed out the door. "All the more reason for you two to meet. You might have something in common," I joked. "You mean other than wanting you?" Lindsay laughed. Turning to Mrs. Cullen, I feigned ignorance, "What would that mean, my dear Mrs. Cullen?" "Oh, really, sir? I think that it's not rocket science to see how you affect women and even some men. Robert here, for instance. If Ruth is especially nice to you, she probably is carrying a torch for you. Don't worry, I'll read her body language and interpret it for you. Men! So clueless about that!" Lindsay kissed me hard on the mouth. "Yeah, that sounds like me, too. I didn't have a clue about Lindsay until she made it obvious," Robert agreed, "women's signals are in some code that no man can decipher." "It's a foreign language, I guess, so one can't blame the men for not knowing it. Easy to forget that men don't speak female," Valija had a little fun at our expense, "word of warning, Ruth or no Ruth, when I can get you alone, even at Herb's Café, I'm gonna have that cock of yours in at least one of my holes. I leave it to you to decide which one." We stopped briefly by the front office long enough for me to have Valija print out the extended deadline on rent and the front office being closed until at least the afternoon. This was likely going to draw a lot of comment, since the front office was usually open 7 days a week. At this point, however, I didn't really care. I just wanted some breakfast and a nice bit of R and R after working my ass off so much. What better mini-vacation than a little orgy with my new playthings, right? In this I now counted Valija, whose desires were hardly left to the imagination. So, yeah, it was a great day already, and I hadn't even eaten breakfast yet. "We still need to talk about that contract," I whispered to Valija as she joined me in my Jeep. "Yes, sir, we do!" she grinned as we roared down the road ... no doubt, she intended to talk about it right after she drained my balls. Shooting The Moon Ch. 03 When we arrived at Herb's Café, I was almost immediately greeted by Ruth, whose eyes practically tripled in size when she saw me holding hands with Valija and Dana, while Lindsay kept putting her hands on my ass and Robert kept kissing the back of my neck. She finally decided to just go with it, I suppose, because she winked at me and made sure that we had a nice corner booth with plenty of room for us. The menus and ice water came quickly, as Ruth personally brought them instead of entrusting them to a waitress. "My name is Ruth, though Isaac knows that. I will be serving you today," Ruth announced, her hands on her hips in a rather curious way. "Don't you run this place?" Valija asked curiously. "Yes, I do. Nor do I wait on just anyone. Isaac, however, is not just anyone. He's a truly great guy and it is my pleasure to bring you anything that you want. On me. I'm paying for this meal myself," Ruth informed us, much to my shock. "See what I mean? She's very sweet to me. I'd come here more often, but it would be bad for their profit margin. Ruth, every time that I come here, you refuse to let me pay you. Let me pay this once at least. I've told you a thousand times, I'm rich. I can afford to pay for this... ," I said before Ruth cut me off with a finger to my lips. "Now, now, sugar, no protests, please. This is my pleasure to serve you and your ... companions," Ruth snickered at that. "Told you she's in love with you. Also told you that I can read body language. Well, honey, she's into you, big time. The signs are vividly present," Lindsay informed me while touching my hand with hers. "Is that true, Ruth? Are you into me in that way? How long have you ... wanted me?" I asked her, realizing that Lindsay was correct. "Yes ... Isaac. I want you. I've always wanted you, but I never had the nerve to do anything about it. I was working it up, though. Seems that you have a harem, so what harm to adding me?" Ruth's eyes were moist and I could smell her arousal through her skirt. "Ruth, baby, all you had to do was ask. Think that I haven't liked you that way, too? That perky, bubbly, enthusiastic way that you have, your eagerness to please me ... it's very attractive to me. Is that the only issue?" I asked her. "No ... but promise not to tell?" Ruth asked me. "Sure. What is it?" I repeated. "Daddy fucks me and he needs to keep doing it. I didn't know you would understand, but now I can see that you might, right? I know it's not kosher, but neither is the ham steak, eggs, and biscuits with gravy that you always get here. Please don't ask me to stop doing Daddy. I'll do anything that you want except that. He needs my body. He ... thinks that I'm Mom these days. It's best that he keep thinking that. His mind is half-gone, but his body still has needs. Some of the things that he likes, well, I thought that I knew Mom, but apparently not well enough," Ruth explained to me in a whisper. "Your secret is safe with me, Ruth. Sure, you can come and go as you please. Be a part-time partner and I will still love you. As you can see, I have a lot of partners to please. I can understand your need to service the old man. In fact, perhaps I can arrange someone to surprise your father some time. Would any of you girls volunteer now and then for that?" I asked around the table, since the girls' reactions indicated that Ruth's whisper wasn't as low as she thought. "Are you serious, Isaac? You would do that for me? For him? Thank you! You have no idea what that means!" Ruth thanked me with a kiss in full view of her customers. "He was always kind to me. The only question is which girl would do that for me," I asked again. "I will, baby. I love older men," Lindsay smiled at me. "So will I," Dana spoke up, no longer stunned. "And me, of course. I have done worse for Arlen and I think that this guy is probably a lot nicer than his friends. I just hope for a taste of Ruth as my reward," Valija said her piece. "A taste of me? You mean, you want to go down on me?" Ruth grinned, blushing a little ... evidently, she was fairly open-minded, but not used to women hitting on her. "Exactly that, sweetie. You look good enough to eat," Valija reassured her. "Well, trust me, I will gladly do that for anyone willing to help me please my father," Ruth brightened in her mood, "now, how about those orders?" "The usual for me, of course. What about you, ladies and Robert?" I smiled at my party. "Flapjacks with real butter and maple syrup, that sounds great. You really use real butter here?" Robert asked with astonishment. "Always. None of that oily junk called margarine. It's real butter, unless you're a vegan or something, and we don't get a lot of those here," Ruth laughed, "sausage or bacon with that?" "Sausage," Robert smiled. "Yeah, from the look of you, sausage is kind of your thing, isn't it?" Ruth teased him a bit. "Well, I sort of go both ways," Robert blushed slightly. "Ooooh, sexy!" Ruth purred, kissing him on the lips and then me right afterward, "Yes, you two are lovers, too, but you're married, judging from the ring on your hand and hers. A couple, right? A couple sharing a man. Very nice." "We do share him, and Dana ... and now Valija ... and apparently you and your old man now," Lindsay giggled a bit. "Well, Daddy's not into guys, but otherwise you're right, it seems. What do you want?" Ruth chuckled. "You mean other than your sweet pussy? I want some pancakes, butter, and marmalade, with sausage as well. Yes, sausage is my thing, too," Lindsay flirted with her. Ruth blushed again and asked Dana, "What about you?" "Bacon, eggs, and bagels with cream cheese," Dana said as she lightly caressed Ruth's hand. "And you, honey?" Ruth asked Valija. "Eggs Benedict with hash browns. I love Hollandaise sauce, I confess," Valija laughed a bit herself while pushing her leg up toward Ruth's thigh. "With pleasure... ," Ruth winked at us again. I thought that was it for a while, but Valija had other ideas. She rose from the table, practically grabbed me by the arm, and all but dragged me toward the men's room, when Ruth caught us and gestured to both of us. "Use the supply closet for that. I did that all the time when I wanted to fuck a guy when I just came back from college after Mom died. Daddy needed me, so I never finished school, but I still needed guys, so I would sneak lucky male patrons and sometimes the short-order cook in there to screw their brains out," Ruth confessed, as she unlocked the closet for the two of us. "And you never married because of your father," I mused, as Valija took out my cock to start sucking it. "I never married because I wanted a man that would make my knees buckle. I never met that man until you. Suck him twice as hard, just for me, sweetie. He deserves it," Ruth urged Valija, who was now going to town on my dick. "Join us and do it yourself," Valija encouraged Ruth. "Really? Now? Oh, what the hell! These schmucks can wait a moment or two for me to please my new man," Ruth said, getting on her knees to put my meat into her mouth as well. Despite having cum twice in one morning, and despite no breakfast yet, when I had sweet Ruth and Valija on their knees below me, sucking my dick, I was very hard again. Valija was such a sexy Goth type with her strange makeup and her dark clothing, while Ruth looked the part of a sultry waitress with just a hint of the classic Jewish-American Princess underneath the surface. To see ... and feel such women go down on me, that was absolutely delicious. What I didn't expect was what followed, when Valija hiked up her skirt and slid her panties down to invite me to do a quickie, while Ruth lifted her own dress to reveal that she went commando that day. She began rubbing her clit and pussy against my ass, her breasts against my back, while I continued to thrust my cock in and out of Valija. Ruth began hungrily kissing my back and my neck, as well as fondling my buns as I kept up my strokes in Valija's pussy, but when she slipped an oiled finger into my asshole, I lost it. I shot a shockingly large load into Valija, which only resulted in her cumming right then ... and cursing in Latvian. When I stood up at last, Ruth planted a kiss on my lips and scooped up some of my cum from Valija's pussy to lick it off her fingers. Valija then fell to her knees and Ruth joined her again, to lick my dick clean of her juices. They even kissed so that Ruth could share some of my jizz with Valija, at which point they rose and both gave me a deep tongue kiss each ... followed by a steamy lesbian make-out session that prevented my cock from totally softening just yet. As we got dressed, Valija handed Ruth her panties and the café's owner sniffed them before slipping them on herself under her dress. "I'm gonna love walking around in her panties, knowing that she's commando now and your spunk is leaking down her thighs. Don't worry, lovers. There will be more of that in the future. A lot more, but now I must wash my hands and bring over your breakfast," Ruth thanked us with one more kiss each. "Don't forget. You owe me some Ruthie pie," Valija reminded her. "Oh, I will gladly pay up. Trust me on that. You'll have all that you can eat," Ruth teased her as we went back to the table. "So, what happened?" Dana asked for details. "A threesome, actually. Ruth joined us," I laughed, "but only a partial one. There will be more to come of that, I believe. A lot more, in fact." "Good, because Ruth looks good enough to eat," Lindsay said as she stroked Robert's dick through his pants and blew me a kiss. "Damn straight on that," Robert chuckled. "She's wearing my panties right now, drenched with cum, probably as much hers now as mine. She knows now that she's yours, just like we are yours. She also knows that I plan to eat her pussy like it's going out of style soon," Valija said as she played footsie with me. Dana at that point slid a finger into her own pussy and then licked it clean before saying, "I'm wet just thinking about it right now." Just then, Ruth arrived, with plenty of breakfast for each of us and condiments without being asked. She knew me well enough to bring hot coffee, cream, and sugar, too. Her smile didn't go away the whole time, as she brought us our meal and then planted a kiss on each mouth as a promise. Ruth knew exactly what she was doing. She was making it plain that she wanted in the harem for keeps, whatever it took ... well, except giving up her father's needs, but that I could respect. I'm not very religious, but our Faith teaches us to defer to parents, and Ruth had found her own, rather unorthodox way to do exactly that. Of course, my own experience showed me that this was not always a rule to be followed in practice, but enough about that for now. As we ate our breakfast, Ruth made herself as useful as she could while attending to her other business, and more than once she flashed me Valija's panties to show me just how wet she really was. Her long, chestnut brown hair was truly beautiful, while her long legs, curvy hips, and shapely ass left no doubt that she was born to fuck and to be fucked. Her breasts were not as nice as some others, but they were still very nice. Ruth was a truly sensual woman and I really noticed her now instead of thinking of her as just the little girl that she once was. She was all grown up now. As we rose to depart, Ruth slipped me Valija's panties in my back pocket and whispered, "Tonight. My place. I'll make it worth your while." Robert, meanwhile, was glad that he had some vacation time left. This was supposed to be day one of his vacation and Lindsay's, but something told me that they wouldn't be going very far at all. As for Dana, well, she had a new boss, and that was me. Like Valija, she would be on my schedule, not hers. Still, if she wanted to munch her old boss's rug, I wouldn't complain, especially if I got to fuck said boss while she did so. All in all, this week was quite a dramatic improvement. Life couldn't get any better, could it? Shooting The Moon "As much fun as this is, I need to eat a bite and I think that so could you guys. We've already had some Jameson as it is, so none of us are in any condition to drive. Your asses are mine, anyway, for the night, so you're spending it with me. No arguments. That's an order from your temporary Dom," I instructed the couple, "we're gonna order some pizza, aren't we now? What are your favorite toppings? My treat." "But you're poorer than us! Let us treat you," Robert begged me. "I agree with hubby. You pick the toppings. We pay. You paid for the liquor and this is your place, so you provided the roof under which we will sleep. "I have a surprise for you, boys and girls. I only seem poor. Robert, haven't you noticed that I haven't touched the stock market for a while now? Haven't you thought that strange?" I smiled at him. "I just thought that you were too poor," Robert stammered with confusion. "Uncle Moshe left me this complex in his will. I just chose the cheapest apartment because I didn't need much and it was his personal apartment. I carried on the family tradition. He and I understood each other, unlike Mom and Dad, who just didn't get why he wasn't kosher and didn't go to temple on Shabbat. He was actually a millionaire or so. Worth roughly 69 million when he died. Total shock to Mom and Dad when they learned that the entire damn thing went to me and how much it turned out to be. I chose to invest in real-estate like Uncle Moshe and I've done pretty damn well for myself. So, while I do appreciate the gesture, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, I do not need to have my slaves pay for the pizza tonight. Meaty Triplet?" I shocked the couple with the news that I was filthy rich and then proposed a pizza specialty smothered in Canadian bacon, sausage, and pepperoni. "You've not kosher, either, that's for sure," Lindsay teased me, pouring each of us a Jameson with Dr. Pepper. "Hell, no, missy. I'm a sick bastard and a lousy Jew, but I own it freely and with style," I chuckled. "Well, here's to sick bastards, because I've never had better sex, though I'm still hoping for that classic threesome someday, as long as Lindsay is in it," Robert grinned. "Try and stop me, honey. Though if you don't mind, I think that I owe both men that threesome. You both made my fantasies come true tonight," Lindsay smiled and kissed us again as I ordered the pizza. "Just for that, you have to go down on the pizza boy," I warned her, before I remembered, "sorry, forgot that I can only command your ass, not your mouth." I felt a little sheepish until Lindsay shook her head and answered, "Forgive me for disputing your point, sir, but you still own our mouths from earlier. No one put a time limit on our oral duties, either, and even if they did, I'm more than ready to surrender my mouth to your will all over again. How about you, Robert?" "I fully agree to all of that. My mouth is yours, too. Come to think of it, both of my holes are now yours and two out of three of Lindsay's, at least for the night. You won our mouths and butts fair and square at poker. They belong to you for the night. In fact, one could argue that due to a failure to stipulate a time limit, your rights to our mouths are permanent. I really enjoyed sucking you off and I knew that I would, just needed an excuse. Besides, this will teach me not to gamble so much....maybe. Would you agree with that, honey?" Robert asked his wife's opinion while stroking himself and fondling her right cheek. I now turned completely pale for a second. Did I just hear right? Had this man and wife more or less permanently offered me ownership of their mouths? Was I ready to claim the right to have them at my beck and call, to suck my dick whenever it pleased? Was I really prepared to have lifelong oral sex rights to this married couple? How much responsibility would that bring and what else might that entail? "You're serious?" I asked for clarity. "As the heart attack that I nearly gave you just now. I think that at least this once, I speak for Robert and me alike when I say that we've never had more fun than serving you orally and anally. In fact, if I thought that Robert would be cool with it, I'd surrender my ass to you as well," Lindsay confessed with a passionate French kiss for each of us. "You did for the night, but that's different than from the rest of your life. Trust me, when I'm up to it again, your ass will be mine and I will plunder it to my heart's content. That fine booty of yours is calling my name. Anyway, I concede your point. Your mouths are now mine. In which case, you will suck off the pizza guy when he shows up as an extra tip, as I said before. If it's a girl, you'll eat her pussy without any complaints. Only stop if the delivery guy or gal insists," I ordered Lindsay, adding, "actually, both of you can do it. The only difference is that Robert must rim the delivery guy or gal, while you, my dear, get to either suck a cock or eat a pussy. Oh, and a little ball-sucking and taint licking won't hurt, either." "Very well, but if I had my way, as I still hope to do, you'll claim my ass and my wife's before you know it," Robert really floored with the honest declaration prompted by a bit more whiskey. "Permanently?" I wanted to be clear about this. "Oh, hubby and I are very much in sync now....I love how he thinks, and I do think that he means a complete and lasting submission....yielding our asses to you for life. If he means that, as I hope and believe, then he and I are even more compatible than I thought. We're both bottom bitches after all....butt-sluts for our man. See why I love him so much? How about it?" Lindsay kept up the pressure by seconding her husband's motion. "So, you want me to own your asses as well as your mouths.....I hope that you realize what a serious commitment this is. This is a long-term, polyamorous, D/s relationship, a ménage a trois between a top and two bottoms. Some people would use an uglier term for this, label you a sissy or a cuckold or a fag, Robert. They would label me a Bull....and Lindsay a Hot Wife....you and I know better. This would be a real poly, bisexual relationship, nor would it be exclusive to us, as noted. As least not for oral and anal. You're husband and wife, however. You have some control over this situation. Even with the anal deal, you could still opt to keep me out of your wife's pussy, Robert. That's entirely up to you," I explained while emptying my tumbler. "Oh, well, in for a penny, in for a pound," Robert said, "I don't think that Lindsay would like me hoarding her sweet pussy for myself. I've already treated her as a possession once tonight." "Yes, and that excited me. This does, too. But you're right, I wouldn't appreciate you excluding Isaac from my cunt. I take it that you won't, then. I want to belong to you....and to Isaac. I want to serve both of my men. It is different with him, though. He's so much more dominant and aggressive than either of us. He already owns your mouth and we're turning over our asses as well, if he will accept. Why not surrender your claim to my pussy? I doubt that he would deprive you, would you? From the sound of it, you'll get some strange yourself, too," Lindsay encouraged her husband's newly discovered leanings. "I agree.....Lindsay's pussy can belong to you if she wishes," Robert stammered, his cock now very hard again at the prospect of his wife's pussy being mine. "No, if you wish, honey. If you're fine with it. This is your pussy, but I would be so pleased with you if you turned it over to him," Lindsay admitted to her husband. "I will never deprive you of anything, lovers. Neither of you. If you're both serious about this....I accept, but just bear in mind that your lives will change forever," I declared. "I'm up for it. I'm already your bitch. Why not submit totally?" Robert grinned. "Me, too. Like Robert, I'm your slut. Mouth, pussy, ass, it all belongs to you. For life. Congratulations, you now have two fuck toys, Sir," Lindsay sweetly informed me. "Plus my cock and balls. The whole thing. It's all yours," Robert surprised me. "Alright, then. I'm somewhat harder again now, but I still need to rest my dick for now. So, both of you had better entertain me while I recover enough to fuck you. I want you to really gratify the pizza guy or gal. Are we clear?" I commanded the couple who had apparently decided that they wanted more of belonging to me beyond what I had won from them. "I aim to please, Isaac, or should I say, Sir?" Robert told me, correctling his use of my Hebrew name. "Whatever You wish, Master," Lindsay stunned me by being even more bluntly submissive now. Luckily, right then, the doorbell rang and I answered it to pay for the pizza....person. At first, I just wasn't sure of his/her sex, of course. That lasted all of about thirty seconds, because regardless of his/her sex, the pizza person was androgynously sexy in a way that only a bisexual person can truly understand. I love men and women, both....so someone that could be either....not an issue. "So.... Dana, lovely name. Name of the Goddess of ancient Ireland. Did you know that? Would you mind an extra tip, plus the money? You'd have to stick around a little bit for it," I asked, slipping my hand down the front of Dana's pants...unsure of what I would find, but ready and eager for whatever it was. Until I encountered a little raised surface and smelled a very strong, yet pleasant scent....followed by a little nub....Dana's response as she....yes, it had to be she, felt the thrill of my touch. Dana had the right equipment, alright. Flat-chested, perhaps, but Dana was undeniably female. I planted a kiss directly on Dana'a eager lips and she kissed me back, after which I gestured for my new playthings to help me out. Robert found the opening for Dana's pants, in the back of all places. He hesitantly slipped his hand inside and found definite proof that Dana went commando. Lindsay applied her fingers to the waistband and together we pulled her pants down to her ankles. "So, Dana....you've got a certain understated sexy side....a naughty side....very girly in spite of yourself. You're clearly not gay, because you didn't flinch when I touched you. How does it feel to have two guys and another gal caress your body?" I now raised her shirt to find breasts after all, just bound tightly, but real A cup breasts, soft, with no sag at all. Sure, they were smaller, but lovely in their own right. "Unbind her tits, Lindsay," I instructed my new, married slut. Lindsay was only too happy to unbind Dana's tits and let them show their full beauty. They were lovely, too. Her brown skin was so smooth and soft, as I put her tits in my mouth for a second to suck them. I could see Dana drooling and begging me with her eyes. She needed to be initiated into the night's festivities, too. I placed my hardening cock between her small, but perky tits, rubbing it in the cavity between them, much to her delight. "Lindsay, part Dana's cheeks and rim her ass. Robert, eat her pussy and try to really work on her clit. Dana, we're gonna have our way with you. If you get in trouble with the boss, I'll find work for you with me. I own this apartment complex, you see. I can find a spot for you," I told her. "Can I....move in with you? I'll be the best slut ever!" Dana promised, her eyes pleading with me and tearing at my heart strings. "Sure, sweetie, but actually, I want Lindsay and Robert living with us, too. You want to fuck and be fucked by them, too, don't you?" I asked Dana. "Yes, please," Dana reacted with pleasure as Lindsay started rimming her and Robert went to town on her pussy. "Come on, Dana. Suck my dick. Suck it hard, while Robert eats you out and Lindsay rims your ass. I'm going to bugger her tonight, and if you've very lucky, I'll take your ass before morning, too. Would you like that, Dana?" I urged her as she eagerly began sucking my cock and playing with my balls. "Yes...please," Dana begged for it. "That's a girl," I told her, bringing a smile to her face....until she moaned from Robert's licks to her pussy and fingers to her clit, plus Lindsay's tongue in her butt-crack. It wasn't much longer before Dana had goose bumps on her flesh and I saw her breaking free from whatever possessed her to make her gender unclear. She was unquestionably female now....very girly in her own way, even with the pixie haircut that could have been a twink's, too. I wasn't ready to lose this load, however. It had Lindsay's name on it already, as far I was concerned, so I pulled out after a bit of edging from Dana's hot mouth. "I'll have to take a rain check on cumming down your throat yet. Robert, fuck Dana while I pound your wife's ass. Dana, you're not a sex slave like these two, so you get the choice. Which hole?" I asked her with a grin. "Why can't I be a sex slave? I want to be one!" Dana surprised me by complaining. "You do?" I expressed surprised. "Yes, please....Master," Dana begged me, "make me your slut, too. Tell Robert which hole to fuck. I'll take it in any hole with pleasure." "Very well, then. Robert, fuck her pussy this time. Bareback. I want you to cum in her hole and give her plenty of seed. Who knows, you might put a bun in her oven," I grinned at them. Robert smiled widely as he slipped his cock into Dana's pussy, tip first...and then more and more, by the inch. Once he was fully inside her, he began actively pounding her cunt and she reacted immediately, moving her hips with evident enjoyment. While he was deep inside the pizza delivery girl, I moved behind Lindsay, added just a little cooking oil for lube, and eased my way into her booty. The response was electrifying, especially as Lindsay had resumed rimming Dana while I pounded her and Robert was balls deep inside Dana from the front. The deeper I probed Lindsay's ass, the more she licked Dana's and the more Dana used her hips as Robert fucked her standing up. The sight of this was extremely thrilling, too, as I saw Lindsay tonguing Dana and I kept ramming her bottom. The way that Robert began kissing Dana as they fucked was thrilling as well. We were quite the train in our own way, and we were all enjoying it very much. Lindsay, for her part, really seemed to get into licking Dana while I rammed her tush, plundering her booty with my hard cock, which now strained and leaked its precum into her ass. It was hard not to feel that excited, after so much fun and games and the exciting friction and heat of her asshole on my dick. She really had that terrific of a butt, though it also excited me to get Robert's sloppy seconds from when he came in her bowels. When that happened, Lindsay shook all over and I could tell that she was quivering with her orgasm. In so doing, she had slightly inched her tongue into Dana's sphincter and that drove Dana past the point of no return. Dana squirmed and gushed on Robert's cock, much to our surprise, including hers, and he flooded her pussy with his cum. Finally, I felt my own cock and balls twitch a tad, and then my own spunk shot out into Lindsay's butt. "May I lick her clean?" Dana begged me, prying Lindsay's cheeks apart. "Go right ahead, slut," I grinned as the pizza girl went after Lindsay's ass and orally cleaned it of Robert's and my loads. Lindsay, meanwhile, grabbed both Robert's dick and mine to begin sucking them clean as well. This gave her a decent taste of Dana's pussy juice from her husband's cock and her own ass from mine. This continued for a little bit, but our lust was petering out, if you'll pardon the pun. We were all sated and hungry...still, it was a kind of aftercare and showed how much Lindsay and Dana really wanted to serve me. When the two ladies rose to exchange a sizzling hot French kiss, I knew that I would have to get a third wind (second wind was what I just had)....these two ladies had more than earned. Robert would have to do his part, too, but I suspected that he wouldn't mind. "So, pizza time, I would say. As your new Master, Dana, I command you to eat with us and quit your job tomorrow if they haven't already fired you for being late getting back. You won't be leaving this apartment tonight, I can tell you that. I plan to tap that ass, too. Yours, I mean. Not to mention your pussy and Lindsay's, neither of which I've fucked yet. So, the three of you want to be my sex slaves, do you? Very flattering to me, I admit. "Just realize this.....I like you all. I can already see that and so can you. This is about our pleasure together. Yours as well as mine. Yes, I am the boss, but no true BDSM relationship relies entirely on the will of the dominant partner or partners. In the end, it's a matter of consent. We're in this because it excites, thrills, pleases, and satisfies us. If any of you ever feel differently, be honest with you and I will accept your choice. Naturally, I hope that you continue to love this, but I won't lose sleep if you tire of it. "Dana, you're what, 18, 19?" I asked her, as I saw her looking thirstily at my Jameson. "20, but close enough. Can I drink anyway?" Dana pleaded. "Dana, we're in Louisiana. 18 is the drinking age here," I grinned at her. "Thank you, sir! What's your poison, so I can mix it up for you? I hate it when Mom makes me do that for her nasty boyfriends and her, but I'll gladly do it for you," Dana confessed. "Dana, I like Jameson and Dr. Pepper," I told her with another smile. "Coming up. Four highballs?" she asked me. "Yes, very much," I smiled at Dana as well as Lindsay and Robert. "I love highballs, big balls, hairy balls....," Lindsay snickered while playing with my balls....coincidence, I think not. "Sweaty balls? They're great, too. My mother's boyfriends all make me suck them off and I love it. They're rotten boyfriends, so she gets jealous and forces me to dress like a guy to fool any new boyfriends. Come to think of it, she's a rotten girlfriend herself, since she keeps several men on a string and plays each of them while getting jealous if they put moves on me. Not that it stops them, especially after they catch her cheating on them. "Can I keep sucking and fucking my mother's boyfriends? They're often jerks, but they fuck well. Lindsay can do, too, if you wish," Dana offered, "it didn't stop the last one when they thought that I was a twink, They just wanted me for a twink and fucked my mouth, never finding out that I'm a girl. They must have been bi, much like you." "Guilty as charged. I'll make you a deal. If Robert and I can fuck your mom, too, you can keep fucking and sucking her boyfriends. This will make it up to the bastards, to the extent that they deserve it, which isn't much. I love the sexy thrill of putting one or two over on a woman like that. Maybe Lindsay can even try her out," I grinned at her. "I'm submissive to you, but I'll make that bitch crawl and suck my strap-on. Which I don't have yet, but I will. Then I'll fuck her ass and pussy with it and paddle her bottom until she wails," Lindsay laughed. "As long as I get a turn. I want Mama's tits heaving over my face while I suck them and pound her pussy from below. We should DP her, Sapphic style. Or she could do that while I ram her ass. I love it. Sooner or later, Mom will be ready to cream herself whenever we touch her and she'll do whatever we ask of her. She left Dad but she won't leave us. Mind if I seduce Daddy, too?" Dana asked me. "Honey, you just go right ahead and fuck your father and anyone else that appeals to you. Even your boss if you wish to keep working for him. I changed my mind. You should beg to keep your job, suck his cock, and God knows what else. Lindsay can join right in, too. Which side gave you the wonderful complexion, by the way?" I asked Dana. Shooting The Moon "Daddy. He's a Mexican by birth, but has stayed in the country for years. Oh, and the boss is a woman. I'll be happy to eat her out, though, to keep my job, and encourage her to fuck you. Mom still fucks him whenever he drops off the alimony, by the way. She says that it's a way to screw him twice in the same visit. Sometimes, she calls him up when she's fighting with her boyfriends and uses him as a booty call. He's remarried, but he can't resist. His wife is yummy, too. You guys might want to fuck her as well. I think that she's aware of it, because she often jokes about Mom being Daddy's girlfriend as well as his ex-wife," Dana admitted, "I think that she'd be cool with me fucking him." "So, the plot thickens. Plans, plans, and more plans. A real porn script of bed-hopping, workplace sex, bisexuality, voyeurism, incest, and bondage. Delicious, just like this pizza," I said as I put a piece of my slice of pizza in each woman's mouth, "but you three are mine first. Don't forget. Fuck the others if you wish, but you belong to me. Is that clear? You're my sluts first, all three of you. Soon, you'll have the tramp stamps to prove it, even Robert," I made it clear to my new fuck toys. "Master, your wish is my command," Lindsay told me with a kiss while she played footsie with me and Dana started sucking my ear. "My sentiments exactly," Robert added with a wink, his own cock stiffening just as mine did.