0 comments/ 33206 views/ 10 favorites The New Girl Ch. 01 By: BigMeanie Fiona and I had been together for several years. We lived a contented life together as owner and slave. She'd learned my likes and dislikes and she'd become used to my many demands, often anticipating them. We'd explored many kinks and fetishes and had done them so often that we no longer thought of them as being kinky; they'd simply become a part of our daily lives. Because I worked at home, I could enjoy Fiona whenever I wanted and as often as I wanted. Very early in the relationship I decided there was no reason she should wear clothes unless we ventured out. Besides keeping her completely exposed and vulnerable, I saved on her wardrobe and she had less laundry to do. It also allowed both of us to admire the welts, bruises and fluids on her body. She was especially fond of the welts and bruises. I liked seeing my cum on her face, tits, tummy and ass, and loved to see it leaking out of her pussy and ass, not to mention watching her lick up any that dripped onto the floor. My job as a sexually-oriented portrait painter paid well and also allowed a lot of free time and travel. My specialty of painting in a super realistic style was of couples involved in sexual scenes, but with the faces of my client and someone of his or her choosing as the participants in the scene. I usually photographed myself with Fiona and then painted the scene from that photo, along with normal photos from the client. Practically all of my contacts and clients were in Europe so I occasionally made trips there to meet them and to deliver finished pieces. It was during one of my trips to Germany that I was introduced to Lily, the 18-year old daughter of my biggest client. I'd painted many perverse scenes for her father over the past few years so I was shocked when told that Lily, a petite blonde girl with fair skin, was a virgin. I was even more shocked when asked to take her back home with me and train her for a life of slavery. I was offered €5000 as an initial down payment plus a monthly stipend of €1500. I was asked to do whatever was necessary and to take as long as I needed. As I started to clarify what I was being asked to do, Lily's father repeated that it was entirely up to me, that I should mold her into a slave fit for my desires. He then produced a contract prepared by his attorney which stated in no uncertain terms that he was placing his daughter into my care for any and all education I warranted, for however long that required. I looked at the young girl and then at her father and told him it would please me very much to take her with me. Her father and I signed the contract. I then looked back at her and asked if she was wearing a bra or panties under her dress, and if she was, to remove them now. She turned to leave the room, but I grabbed her by her long blonde hair and told her to stay here and remove them immediately. She blushed as she first removed the dress, then the bra, and finally her panties. Her father stared at her naked body, a bulge forming in the crotch of his pants. Before she started to put on the dress, I nudged her feet apart with my own foot and exposed her delicate pink pussy. I instructed her to raise her arms and clasp her hands behind her head. While making her stand like that for close to a minute, I walked around her to get a good look at what was, for the next few months or more, mine. I paused behind her and admired the down-like blonde hairs on the soft curve of her ass. I leaned down far enough to reach my hand in between her thighs and slipped my middle finger inside the now wet slit of her pussy. Her body jerked once and them trembled as I slid my finger forwards and backwards through her wetness. I could hear the loud breathing of her father as I molested his daughter. Reaching farther, I pushed my finger up and over her clit a few times and then pulled all the way back, dragging my finger over the tightly puckered rim of her ass hole. I then straightened up, reached around her body and placed my wet finger to her mouth. Instinctively, she knew to lick it clean. I then told her to get dressed. As she did, I shook hands with her father and told him I'd keep him informed of my progress. He handed me two first class tickets for the flight home and wished me well. I took her hand and escorted her out of her house. She was still trembling, either from being aroused or from not knowing what she was about to endure, or both. I told her that from that point on, she was to address me as "sir," to ask my permission to do anything and everything and to wait until I granted her permission before doing it. I explained that anytime she failed to follow my instructions, she'd be punished, and each successive failure would result in a harsher punishment. When we arrived at my car, I opened the door and she proceeded to take her seat. I jerked her by the hair and asked if she'd forgotten something. In perfect English she replied, "What the fuck?" I slapped her lightly on the cheek. "Think about how you're to address me and try again." Stunned, she responded, "What... sir? What have I forgotten, sir?" I smiled and said, "That's better. Before you get into my car, aren't you supposed to ask for and get my permission?" "I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive your stupid girl, sir. May I be seated in your car, sir?" "That's it, Lily. Yes, you may sit in my car, but pull your dress up to your waist and sit with your knees spread apart." "Pardon me, sir, but why must I sit like that?" she asked. "Until I return you to your father, you belong to me and you will do everything I say. You need to get used to that fact. Now, hike up your dress, tell me that you belong to me, and then sit." As she reluctantly raised the hem of her dress up to her waist she replied, "Yes, sir. I belong to you, sir. I will do everything you tell me, sir." She eased herself inside the car and sat on the cool leather upholstery. She parted her thighs and waited for me to get in. Once I'd gotten into the driver's seat I looked over at her. "Lift your dress higher and spread those knees wider apart. If anybody cares to look into the car I want it to be worth the trouble. You're a very pretty young girl and I'm pleased to be able to show everybody what I have." "Thank you, sir." I drove to my hotel to collect my things. Once parked, I opened Lily's door and waited. This time she knew what to do. "May I get out of the car and go inside with you, sir?" she obediently asked. "May I lower the hem of my dress, sir?" "Yes, but first check to see if you've left a wet spot on the seat. If you did, you'll have to lick it clean before we go inside the building." I waited and watched as she placed her fingers on the seat beneath her pussy. She giggled. "Oh my god, I made a puddle, sir!" "Well, get out and then lick it all up." I looked around the parking garage and when I didn't see anybody, I lifted her dress and squeezed both ass cheeks as Lily bent over to lick the seat. "I think you're going to make an excellent toy. I can barely stand the thought of having to wait any longer to get inside you." "Do you want me now, sir?" "If you weren't a virgin, I'd fuck you right now." "I've played with dildos, sir. Maybe you can fuck me now, sir." I glanced around and still saw no one. There was a security camera in the far corner, but I didn't think that would display a clear picture to anybody who might be viewing it. I unzipped my trousers, pulled out my cock and positioned the bulbous head between her slightly swollen pussy lips. I started pushing but met resistance. "Hold still, girl." I leaned in but still wasn't able to enter her. "You're too tight. I'll have to break your cherry elsewhere. Get up and lick my cock clean." "I'm sorry, sir. Your cock must be larger than the toys I played with, sir. I do so hope you'll enjoy it when you finally bury your beautiful cock deep inside me, sir. May I lick your cock now, sir? mmmmm... your cock tastes wonderful, sir!" Although I loved the feeling of the new tongue and lips on my cock, I knew this wasn't the time or place to enjoy it. "You'll have plenty of time to enjoy the taste of my cock later. Right now, we have to get inside, get my things and check-out so we can make the flight. First class or not, we still have to make it to the airport on time. Straighten your dress and let's go inside." Lily stood up and tried to shake out the wrinkles in her dress. "Sir, there's a large wet spot on my dress! I can't go inside like this, sir!" "Yes, you can and you will. Everybody who sees your wet dress will think I fucked you and that you're a cum dump, and although that isn't true at the moment, eventually it will be. Just smile and stay close to me." "I like the sound of that, sir. I'm going to be your cum dump! Oh, sir, I can feel my pussy juice dribbling down my thighs. You're getting me so hot, sir." I raised my arm and looked at my wristwatch. "Damn! Well, there'll be no time to do anything in the room besides grab my stuff and leave. I'm going to have to wait until I get back to my house before I can use you. When we get on the plane I'll get a blanket to spread over our laps and I'll finger you during the flight. At least I'll be able to start stretching you some." We hurriedly went in, gathered my luggage and checked-out of the hotel. In the elevators and in the lobby, many people, mostly men, stared at Lily's wet stain. Some winked at us. Some pointed and muttered under their breath. One German woman asked if we had time for a Drei-Personen-Fick (threesome). I rushed to get to the airport. I was relieved that there were no problems when I returned the rental car and that a shuttle was waiting to take us to the terminal. When we arrived at the security check I offered to let them do a strip search of Lily, but they noted that we barely had time to get to the departure gate as it was and let us pass through. Once on board we were told we were the only passengers in first class and were shown to our seats. Almost immediately we were offered our choice of drinks. I wanted something light so I selected a Kabinett Riesling wine for both of us. I thought that might be enough to relax Lily without putting her to sleep right away. After take off I told the flight attendant we were a bit chilled and asked for a blanket. She smiled knowingly and as she placed the blanket over us, said she wouldn't disturb us until either I hit the call button or it was time for our meal. I thanked her as she took the wine glasses and then she disappeared. "Pull up your dress and part your thighs, Lily." Lily raised her butt off the seat and pulled the hem of the dress up to her waist. She smiled as she spread her knees open. "I'm ready, sir." I lifted the edge of the blanket and moved my arm underneath, reaching my hand down to her naked pussy. At first I played with the hair above her clit, twirling it around in my fingers. "You know that's all going to disappear, don't you?" "Sir?" "Yes. I'll have Fiona keep you smooth and completely hairless below your eyebrows." "Who is Fiona, sir?" "Fiona is my slave girl. She's been with me for several years, taking care of the house, preparing our meals, and doing everything else I've wanted. I think she'll like having you with us. I rarely eat her pussy, so I know she'll enjoy having you do that." "I thought I was just for you, sir! You want me to have sex with other girls, sir?" "Just Fiona, at least for the time being. She'll be a good teacher, for both the girl things and the things I like. Plus, as long as you only have sex with the two of us, I won't have to worry about you picking up any diseases or getting pregnant." "I definitely don't want any diseases, sir, but I think it could be enjoyable to have you keep me pregnant. Think of the fun you'd having playing with my huge tits and spraying my milk all over me, sir!" "Number one, I can't get anybody pregnant. And number two, you don't have to be pregnant to produce milk, so that's still a possibility. We'll see." I changed my concentration from playing with her pubic curls to playing with her pussy lips. I pulled on them lightly before parting them and sliding my finger in between them. Lily whispered to me, "I wish that was your cock and not your finger, sir. When it comes time for that, I don't want you to worry about hurting me, sir. I want to feel your cock open me up - I want you to take what belongs to you, sir." "If you get this wet just thinking about it, my cock may slide in easier than we both think. Regardless, I'm pretty sure you'll feel it even after I've fucked you. If you bleed, Fiona will take care of you." I pushed my middle finger inside her pussy and slowly stroked it in and out. "How does that feel?" Lily sighed and said, "Please put in another finger, sir." It was definitely a tight fit, but with a little effort I managed to get a second finger into her. "Eventually you'll be able to get my entire hand inside you. What do you think about that?" The walls of her pussy clamped down around my fingers as her eyes and mouth opened wide in disbelief. "Sir?!?" "Fiona had the same reaction when we first got together, but now she looks forward to being fisted, and not just in her pussy." I chuckled wickedly. "Don't worry! You'll be ready for it when it happens. I won't even attempt it until you're able to take Fiona's fist." During my brief talk about fisting, Lily's breathing suddenly quickened. I felt the walls of her pussy rhythmically contracting. Her juice flowed out around my fingers and down between her ass cheeks. Her eyes closed and her face became a brighter pink as her breasts heaved. I watched motionless until she calmed down again. "Did my little virgin have an orgasm without permission?" She rolled her head to the side to face me, opened her eyes and blushed a deep red. "I'm sorry, sir. It happened so quickly! Please don't punish me here, sir." I gave her clit a hard squeeze and then told her, "That's the last time you cum without permission and without being punished. Do you understand?" "Yes, I understand, sir. If I ever cum without permission, I'll expect a harsh punishment, sir." "Good! Now, get ready to lick my fingers clean. I think it's about time for our meal." I withdrew my fingers from her pussy and out from underneath the blanket. I placed them within an inch of her mouth and paused. "May I please lick your fingers, sir?" "Yes, you may. Hurry, I think I hear the flight attendant heading our way." The New Girl Ch. 01 It was strange relationship to be sure. His partner had found her waiting tables in a local restaurant/bar during one of their rare boy's nights out. He was looking for some help in the office, and she professed to have the skills he needed. A recently divorced single mother of two, working a second job, trying to make ends meet. As unlikely as the circumstances were, a deal was eventually struck, and she became part of the team. He was a senior manager, thinning hair, overweight, irreverent to the extreme, but not outside the accepted norm from a propriety standpoint. In a sterile marriage, the last, he swore, in a string that he was not proud of. Celibacy, the order of the day, was not an option, but neither was any circumstance that would jeopardize the relationship he was in. The odd pickup, hookers, even a regular NSA fuck buddy were possibilities, but discretion was paramount, with never any possibility of a long term relationship developing beyond the sexual. She was 25 years his junior, slender, attractive, strong, intelligent, independent, perhaps wound a little too tight, but friendly and with a confident air. She was the preeminent soccer mom MILF, devoted to her girls. There was little to indicate anything unusual, other than an occasional comment that telegraphed a somewhat offbeat sense of humor. It started innocently enough with a stray comment here and there that pushed the bounds, but not necessarily by much. She was still proud of her tits, even though in earlier years they stood prouder and firmer. He commented that she had a cute ass, which she dismissed. It really started with her strange question regarding his porn viewing preferences: Did he prefer MMF or MFF? As strange and out of place as the question appeared to be, he never hesitated in answering, saying that he had previously participated in a MMF three-way. He really wasn't sure why he answered that way. Given their respective positions, he was risking a lot, but testing the waters seemed important. Without hesitating, she confessed that a MMF provided the best of all worlds! OK, life was about to get interesting! She was a willing participant in the sexual banter, holding little or nothing back. Nor did he hold back, again, in spite of the risks involved. The connection between them was remarkable in its depravity. She described it as a common perversity. He suggested a kindred spirit connection. They were both right. He knew this feeling well, experiencing a missed connection years earlier that he would not let happen again. He knew this would never be more than a sexual relationship, which is about all either needed or could handle at this point in their lives. The friendship that ensued was a surprise, but provided an intense booster to their play. He knew in his heart, and told her so explicitly, that before it was over he would taste the nectar of her sweet pussy. She just put her head down and laughed, dismissing the possibility for all the obvious reasons: their age difference, his marital status, potential work complications, and more. He dismissed them all summarily, never acknowledging the possibility that he would not get his "taste". The banter continued, and escalated, with long hidden secrets shared. Secrets that are rarely shared, except amongst lovers, if even then. She loved to suck cock, swallowed, and was good at it. OK he thought, here was the explanation for the MMF preference. He affirmed his love of eating pussy, as well as his prowess in doing so. She said her lover had to have a big dick, which almost seemed to be setting a barrier to entry, so to speak, establishing a standard that most men would not want to risk failing at. He professed that he was comfortably equipped, but, she had heard that before, so the impasse continued. It wasn't until her appetite for anal sex was revealed that the MMF reference made complete sense. He acknowledged participating in the forbidden art, often, but that it was not a make or break requirement for lovemaking. Their exchanges continued, irregularly, but without bounds as to content. No topic was taboo, or too personal. Then a strange event took place: one day she handed him her phone. On the screen was a naked upper torso, no face, but ample, perky tits he could see himself diving in to. There was a strange comment about sending it to someone that he didn't understand, but it didn't matter. Nor did it matter that it was 'posed' to use her words. The biggest question in his mind, besides 'How do I get between those?' was why? He didn't ponder long, trying to decide whether the next logical step was again, 'worth the risk'. He quickly found his courage, and an old adult swinger's website that he had a profile on. He found a pic of himself, and downloaded it to his phone. It was an older photo, his hair less gray, but what it showed hadn't diminished much over the years. He delicately asked if this were a picture sharing day, and her acknowledgement, while not robust, was a yes, so he handed her his phone. The silence was almost deafening, as if she were trying to determine if this impressive cock really belonged to the man in front of her. Somehow, she made the connection, acknowledged it's place in her history of sucking and fucking cocks, and perhaps came to the conclusion that she was possibly in fact dealing with someone that not only talked the talk, but might just be capable of walking the walk, or more specifically, bottoming out in that sweet little pussy of hers. A slightly elevated level of banter ensued, if that were even possible. She still dismissed the idea of an eventual union, but it seemed that the reasons were diminishing, but that may have been nothing more than wishful thinking on his part. And then one day, seemingly out of the blue, she made a simple statement: "You're never getting that monster near my ass!" Whoa, so many implications! Did that mean that there was a chance I would get it in her pussy? Or any of the other places it might fit? His head was spinning! He pursued the topic, only to find that she loved to be fucked in the ass, and not just tolerating it, she enjoyed it! And then the revelation that would change the nature of their relationship, her deepest, darkest fantasy, never shared with another; she wanted to fuck a man in the ass with a strap-on! There was not a moment's hesitation as he said "I volunteer!" The New Girl Ch. 02 Shortly after the plane landed and we were allowed to depart, I called Fiona to let her know I was back. "Fiona, I'm back from Germany and I have a surprise for you!" "Oh, sir! A surprise? I've missed you! I can't wait to see you! Shall I come get you now, sir?" "Yes, Fiona. I'll meet you just outside the Lufthansa arrivals terminal. And bring a blindfold with you." I asked Lily if she needed to freshen up, but apparently she didn't know what I meant. I guess "freshen up" isn't used the same way in German. "Do you need to make a trip to the toilet? If you need to go, now is the last chance you'll have for a while. We'll have to go through Customs and possibly wait for Fiona to arrive, and then there'll be the drive to my house." Lily replied, "No sir, I'm alright." "Fine. Maybe we can get through Customs quickly if we get there before many others do. You have nothing to declare, and I don't think I'll declare you since your father gave you to me." I winked at her. I took her hand and we walked briskly to the Customs area. Luckily for us, there were only a few people in line ahead of us. "If you're asked any questions, be polite and answer briefly. Don't make any comments about why you're here other than to say you'll be visiting with me. Understood?" "You mean you don't want me to tell anybody that you're going to train me to be a slave, sir?" "Shhh! Don't even joke about that. You're here to visit with me, and that's it. If there are any more questions about your purpose for visiting, I'll answer them. If you're asked why you have no luggage, just say I have everything you'll need, or that you wanted to buy clothes to fit in with everybody here." Lily and I stepped up to the customs inspector together. I explained that we were traveling together. With a very tired expression, the inspector asked if we had anything to declare, and after I told him "no," he wished us a pleasant stay and asked us to move on. We walked through the terminal and headed for the exit. A few yards before we got to the doors Lily squeezed my hand and said, "Sir, I have to pee. May I go to the toilet, sir?" I looked into her eyes and asked, "Don't you remember my asking you about this just a few minutes ago?" Looking at me sheepishly she replied, "I remember, sir, but I thought I could hold it." Looking at her sternly I said, "That's too bad because now you're going to have to hold it longer. And you'd better not pee in the car!" "But, sir! I have to pee now." "I gave you the opportunity less than 20-minutes ago. I told you it would be the last chance you'd have for a while, and you said you were alright. Unless you plan on squatting right here and peeing, you'll have to hold it. And if you know what's good for yourself, you will not embarrass me by peeing on the floor! Is that clear?" "Yes, sir," she said as she pressed her thighs together. We walked outside and found an empty area to wait for Fiona. I checked my watch to see the time. Thank goodness for dual time zone watches, I thought. "We may have a bit of a wait. Try not to look like you have to pee. Might as well start learning to control that." "What do you mean, sir?" "Once your training is officially underway, you won't be allowed to use the toilet anytime you please. You won't even be allowed to go outside and squat like a dog, although there will be times when that's exactly what you'll have to do." "What? Sir, you don't mean that, do you, sir?" "I do." I pointed to the approaching red Lexus SUV. "There's Fiona. Finally!" Fiona pulled up alongside the curb, cut the engine and hopped out. "Let me get your bag, sir!" She reached out, picked it up and proceeded to stow it in the back. When she returned to open my door, I asked her, "Don't you want your surprise?" "Now, sir? You don't want to give it to me at the house?" "Fiona," I said, pointing to Lily, "this is your surprise. Lily was given to me by her father to train, and I want you to help." Stunned, Fiona replied, "Oh, sir! Yes sir! Just tell me what you want me to do, sir!" "First, help her into the backseat and put the blindfold on her. Once she's situated, you can drive us home." I opened the backdoor and motioned to Lily to get in. "May I get in, sir?" Lily asked. "Good girl - you remembered. Yes, get in and sit in the middle with your feet spread as far apart as you can." I turned to Fiona and instructed her to place the blindfold over Lily's eyes. "Make sure her thighs aren't touching her pussy and check to see if she's wet." Fiona placed her hand over Lily's pussy and pressed her middle finger in between her lips. "She's okay, sir." Lily quickly reminded me that she needed to pee. "Hold it. When we get to good spot, I'll have Fiona pull over and you can pee on the side of the road." Fiona giggled and whispered in my ear, "Oh, you're wicked, sir!" After holding the door for me, I got in and then waited for her to go around to the other side and take her seat. "Sir, do you want me to ask for permission for everything like I used to do?" "I think we're past that, don't you?" I answered. "She replied, "If you want me to set a good example, I'll do it again, sir." "No. Not necessary. Besides, it'll remind Lily that her place is at the bottom of the ladder. Now, let's go." Although she couldn't see anything, I turned to face Lily and continued. "Lily, there's really not a lot to being a good slave. It's not about having sex, although there will be a lot of it, just not for your pleasure. Basically, you do what you're told. In my house, both you and Fiona must do what I want. What you must remember is that you'll also do what Fiona wants. Fiona takes care of the house, laundry and yard, does the cooking and fulfills my every desire, whether sexual or otherwise. You will help her with all of that. If she has any problems with you, she'll tell me and I'll dole out the punishment. Since I don't yet know what things will be considered as punishment for you, I'll have to learn by trial and error. For instance, Fiona used to do things to piss me off so I'd use a cane on her. After I figured that out, the cane became a reward for extra good service. I'm sure she'd like to show you the marks sometime. Any questions so far?" "Not about that, sir, but I do have one question." "Well, what is it?" "Will you have Fiona pull over and let me pee, sir? I don't think I can hold it any longer, sir." We hadn't gotten as far away from the airport as I'd hoped and there were still quite a few cars on the road, but decided not to take a chance on Lily ruining the upholstery. "Fiona, slow down and pull over. Once the car is stopped, help Lily out and steady her while she pees." Fiona looked at me, probably wondering why I wasn't going to wait until we got off the main road. I nodded and motioned at the curve ahead. When we were almost to the curve, she started slowing the car and then moved it onto the shoulder of the road. She waited until it was clear and then hurried out of the car, ran around to the protected side, and opened the door for Lily. She took Lily's hand and pulled. After getting Lily to slide out, she helped her into the grass, stood on the far side of her so the oncoming cars could get a good view and told her to pull up her dress and squat. As the pee began to flow out, a car slowed and the occupants stared and laughed loudly. "Oh, mein Gott! Was ist los?" Lily yelled. "Speak English, Lily," I shouted back. Lily corrected herself. "Oh! What is happening, sir?" "You said you couldn't hold it any longer, so I did what you wanted. I had Fiona pull over to let you pee." "But, sir! There are people watching me, sir!" "Maybe the next time I give you the opportunity to freshen up you'll take advantage of the offer. And maybe you'll be more specific when you ask me for a special favor. Now, finish up so we can continue." Somewhat humiliated, Lily squeezed out the rest of the pee, stood up and came back to the car. "May I get back inside, sir?" "I don't think so. I didn't see you wipe yourself when you were finished." "I don't have anything to wipe with, sir." "There's plenty of grass right there. Sit down and wipe yourself." Lily turned hopefully towards Fiona. Fiona said, "You'd better get down on the ground and wipe yourself like a dog or you won't be getting back into the car." As another car passed by us, Lily lifted her dress and sat down, dragging her pussy over the grass. "Is that good enough, sir? May I get back into the car now, sir?" Just to prove a point, I told her, "no, keep wiping." She scooted herself another few feet, paused, and then scooted some more. "Help her up, Fiona. I think she's ready now. Be sure to check for dirt before she gets in." After Lily was standing again, Fiona held up the hem of the dress to check for debris. "She's dirty, sir." "Well, brush it off with your hand. Don't give her any pleasure, though." As Fiona started brushing off the dirt, she whispered into Lily's ear. "That's a pretty pussy. I remember when I had tiny little lips, but after so many years of Master playing with mine, they've gotten much fuller and longer." As she finished brushing away the dirt, she grasped Lily's delicate folds and pulled down firmly, stretching them as far as they'd go. Fiona looked at me and before she could utter a word I said, "Yes, definitely! You can play with them, but not right now. Let's go home." The New Girl Ch. 02 He had a substantial void in his recollections of the evening they met, which, given their professional relationship, was a serious concern of his. He was afraid he may have wandered over the line while sitting next to her at the bar, and she would have something to potentially hold over him. And in fact, she did offer that he became somewhat 'touchy/feely' during their initial meeting that night. It was a playful remark, and he took it that way. But there was also the implied admonition that 'touchy/feely' had no place in their relationship. But he wasn't sure she was serious, or perhaps he just didn't care. Pursuing her was worth the risk. Other than the initial revelation of her desire to fuck a guy with a strap-on, and his volunteering for the duty, the subject did not come up again. Just as well, for the time being anyway. He never considered himself to be dom or sub. Nor did being in the immediate proximity of a cock while fucking another man's wife cause him to think about anything other than pounding the pussy in front of him. But, he had enjoyed having a toy in his ass during conventional sex with previous partners. No, that wasn't entirely true. The vibrations of the toy against his sphincter carried right through to his dick, and right into his partners' pussy, causing the most extraordinary, unconventional orgasms either one of them had ever felt! So he couldn't help but wonder what a nice pair of tits bouncing against his back while being drilled by a strap-on would feel like. To be able to reach back, grab her ass cheeks, pull her in, deep and close. He had no idea of what the impact of her watching the strap-on pound into his ass would be. Could she feel the other end of the dildo pounding against her own pussy? Maybe she needed a jumbo butt plug/vibrator in her own ass so she could share the experience? He would eventually bring himself to climax, while fingering her clit and bringing her own climax to an explosive end! But, he would have to wait, as that could never be their first encounter. He would need to prove he could satisfy her pussy, and possibly her ass, before asking her for similar treatment. However, her intrigue with the size of his dick did persist. He had only physically touched her once in a sexual manner. A quick, or perhaps not so quick, handful of her right ass cheek during a congratulatory hug after her divorce was final. While she didn't encourage him, neither did she pull away, something she vowed would happen earlier in their relationship during the 'touchy/feely' discussion. She often remarked about the size of his hands, trying to correlate the size of his dick with the size of his hands. At least now she had a real reference, seeing that old picture, and perhaps fantasizing on riding that beast? "Did you have anal sex with all of your previous partners?" she asked. "No, not all. Some just were not into it. No biggie, not a fundamental need for me" he answered, again wondering whether she would consider trying that big dick of his on for size in that cute little ass at some point. Despite her admonitions that it would never get near her ass, he couldn't help but wonder. Changing the subject, and believing he already knew the answer, he asked nonetheless: "Have you ever tried a threesome?" "No. I had a chance with my ex's friend one night after a trip to the strip joint. His wife and I got a little too much into the show, and after we got back to their place, he said I could fuck him if I wanted to, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Guess I'm a one man woman?" "I'm not sure that's what it means at all, especially from someone that wants to feel a cock in both her ass and pussy at the same time." I needed to convince her that she was in a different place now that she was single, that her previous experiences were not an indicator of things to come, and that I needed to be part of that new experience. "You want to fuck two guys, or better said, want two guys to fuck you at the same time, don't you?" Before she could answer, he added "And having a third guy for you to suck off at the same time would be the cherry on top of the Sunday, wouldn't it?" She didn't answer, absorbed in the visualization of having every hole filled to the brim with big, juicy cock. His big juicy cock, he hoped. He could almost see her upper thighs quivering, and he desperately wanted to reach out and help her with the orgasm she needed so badly to experience. What he really wanted was to get between those quivering thighs, and taste her sweet nectar, while she fantasized about him pounding her pussy, or her ass, or even sucking his juice out of that monster cock while others filled those holes. But the time wasn't quite right, and there was no overt acknowledgement that she wanted him the way he wanted her. He had plenty of time, his seduction of her had only begun. And he never left a doubt in her mind that he would taste and fuck that sweet pussy of hers. Though she continued to deny a potential coupling, citing the usual reasons: work complications, wife, age difference, they seemed to have less conviction than before. She didn't want 'work complications'. "Work complications? Are you kidding? We've transcended the bounds of both propriety and 'work complications' long ago" he reminded her. They had already gone so far beyond 'work complications': their banter, highly sexually charged conversations, exchanging nude pics and flirting, which could easily leave him outside looking in if it went wrong, were nevertheless becoming the norm. Yes, he could almost taste that sweet pussy of hers, and began to consider when and where it would happen. It would have to be carefully orchestrated. She had to be willing and complicit. The road to getting in to her pussy had to be the result of her wanting his cock. But the seed had been planted, and while it grew, he had plans to make! The New Girl Ch. 03 With Lily still blindfolded and sitting alone in the back seat with her legs spread wide and the hem of her dress pulled up to her waist, I talked to Fiona about my plans for the three of us. "My initial thought was to turn her into a fuck toy as soon as we got to the house, but after seeing how easily she cums, I'm not so sure I want to do that. Instead, I'm thinking you should put her to work helping with the chores you like the least. For instance, I'm fairly sure you've never liked scrubbing the toilets. To make it a little more interesting for everybody, I'd like Lily to be responsible for cleaning the toilets, but instead of using a regular scrub brush, I'll have her hold the brush between her teeth and get her head inside the bowl. That way she'll be able to see that she doesn't miss any places. I think the garbage cans outside are due for a good cleaning, too. If we lay the cans on their sides, she can crawl inside and scrub them using the same technique as with the toilets. If there are other things you want her to do, feel free to put her to work. If she ever complains or does a less than satisfactory job, let me know. As far as sex is concerned, I want her to learn from you, Fiona. You already had wonderful cock sucking technique when you came to me and I want you to teach her everything you know about that. I think it's only fair that you also teach her how to eat you. She's here for your pleasure, too, not just mine. Don't get carried away with it, though. If the house starts getting dirty or anything else is let go, you'll both be punished. Her father claims she's a virgin, and judging from the way he looked at her when I had her remove her bra and panties, I'm leaning towards keeping her a virgin, at least her pussy, that is. I have a feeling he'd like to pop her cherry. I could be wrong about that so I'll have to double-check with him, but for the time being, I'll use her mouth and ass only. I've already fingered her with two fingers, so if you want to finger her, just use two, and if you want to insert anything else, keep it small. Regardless of who takes her virginity, she should still be tight for him. That reminds me... make sure she knows how to do Kegels and that she does them regularly. Her ass will be used often. At first I want you to give her the enemas so she can learn what's expected, and then she can do them herself. As long as she knows she'll have to lick my cock clean after it's been inside her, I think she'll get the hang of it, but just to be sure, you give her the first two or three. Any questions yet, Fiona?" "Sir, I noticed she still has hair down below. Are you going to have it lasered like mine?" "Good question! If I was going to keep her, I'd go with the permanent removal, but since I'm just supposed to train her, it could be that her new owner will want her natural. So, I want you to wax her. Everything from her eyebrows down." "What about her long hair, sir?" "Once again, because I don't know what her new owner will want, I don't think we should shave her head or even cut it any. Instead, braid it into two pigtails. That'll make it easy to grab and when she'll be working, it can be tied together to get it out of the way. It might even come in handy when I've got her strung up." "Are you going to pierce her anywhere, sir?" "Not right away. Maybe not at all. But maybe I'll pierce her pussy lips and put a padlock on her. A big, heavy one that'll stretch her lips and make her walk funny." Fiona and I laughed out loud after that comment. I turned to see how Lily was doing and saw what was most likely a horrified girl. I then glanced out of the car and realized we'd be at the house very soon. "Lily, when we get to the house, I'll remove the blindfold and your dress. There's no need for you to wear anything because the nearest neighbors are about a mile away. Don't worry. Fiona will be naked, too. A lot of the time, I'll be naked. Whenever I am naked and get near enough to touch you, that's the signal that you're to stop whatever you're doing and prepare to be used. In the beginning I'll help you know what I want. Eventually you'll learn to recognize the signals and know whether you should open your mouth or make your ass hole available. I'll let Fiona work with you so you'll know what she wants. And this is just as important... you are never to touch yourself unless you're told to. If you're ever caught pleasuring yourself, the consequences will be severe. Any questions?" "No, sir," she quietly responded. Fiona turned off the road and onto the winding driveway to the house. In another minute she pulled the car into the oversized garage and turned off the engine. "Oh, it's good to be home again!" I sighed loudly. "Come on, Fiona. Let's get the new girl out of the car and ready to go inside." Fiona got out and walked quickly to my side, opened the door for me and asked, "Do you want to inspect her, or shall I, sir?" "After she's out of the car and undressed, we'll both take her to the backyard, bind her to the St. Andrew's Cross and I'll hose her down. After she's air dried, you can braid her hair and get started with the waxing. I'll be happy to spread her cheeks so you can get in and do a thorough job on her ass hole. I may even stick the hose up her butt for a quick flushing so I can fuck her before you get to the rest of her body." Fiona look a little upset. "But, sir! I've already cleaned and prepared my ass for you! And it's been days since you last used me! Please fuck me, sir!" "Well..." I grinned at her. "Let's get her out of the car and onto the cross and I'll decide then." Fiona helped Lily out of the back of the car. I removed the blindfold and then lifted the dress up over her head and pulled it off. I looked down and saw her still dirty pussy, and while shaking my head said calmly, "I see you're going to need a lot of practice with the wiping. Well, come along girl. And take off those shoes." Barefooted and naked, Lily looked extremely concerned. Fiona and I each took one of her arms and guided her to the back of the garage, through the doorway and into the backyard. In a clearing stood a large wooden "X" shaped cross secured to a slightly elevated platform. Up and down each side of the boards that formed the cross were heavy metal rings with buckling leather straps attached. "Face up, sir?" asked Fiona as she removed her skin-tight, white, ribbed knit racerback tank dress. Fiona's tanned and toned body aroused me but I wanted to tease her just a bit. "I don't know. Maybe not. Let's get her butt in plain view. I can hose down all the important places with her like that, don't you think?" "But, sir. Don't you want to be able to spray her tits and pussy, too? And don't you want to use me as soon as you've rinsed off the dirt on her?" "Well, it has been a couple of days since I last touched you, and she hasn't been waxed or cleaned out. Yeah, let's put her on the cross face up." I turned to Lily and told her, "Go ahead. Stand up there. Raise your arms and spread your feet apart so we can cuff you in position." Lily hesitated, remaining completely still. I backhanded one of her tits leaving a bright red mark in the shape of my fingers. "I'm sorry, sir," she whimpered. She stepped up and positioned herself on the cross. The cross was made for Fiona who is taller than Lily, so Lily's arms and legs were really spread apart. Fiona fastened the straps on the left side and I fastened the ones on the right. Fiona brought the hose to me and whispered in my ear, "I drained out the warm water, sir. It's very cold now." "If I wasn't going to use you in a couple of minutes, I'd give you a test spray right now. Maybe I'll rinse you out when I'm done, How about that?" "Oh, please don't, sir! Don't you want to watch her lick it out?" "Actually, that does sound better. Step back so you don't get wet." "Alright, girl," I said to Lily. "This is probably going to feel a little bit cold and it may even sting a little, but I want to get all the dirt and grit off you. I'm going to wash off all of your bits and while you're drying, you can watch me enjoy Fiona's ass. If you're dry by the time I'm finished, Fiona will start with your wax to remove all those little hairs on your body. If you're still wet, I'll tilt the cross down to its horizontal position so you can lick the cum out of Fiona's ass. Now, before I turn the hose on you, tell me what you are." "I'm your slave, sir," she replied. "And what are you going to do?" "I'll do everything you say, sir." "That's right!" I then aimed the hose at her pussy, turned the nozzle on full blast and watched her body jerk and strain against the bindings. "Come here, Fiona, and lick my cock and balls." Fiona kneeled at my feet and sucked one of my balls into her mouth, rolling her tongue all around it. She gently let it ease out of her mouth and then sucked in the other one, this time sucking a little stronger while gently stroking the full length of my cock with one of her hands. I aimed the hose up to Lily's tummy for a few seconds while I delighted in the sensations I was receiving from Fiona's tongue, lips and hand. "Damn, girl! I could get rich off you doing that to other men! But I'm keeping you all to myself." I pointed the hose up to one of Lily's tits and concentrated on splashing the cold water onto one nipple and then the other. Fiona let my ball out gently and then licked from the bottom of the sack all the way up to the tip of my cock before pausing to swirl her tongue around and around the head. She toyed with me, probing the urethra with the tip of her tongue. I repositioned the hose so it sprayed in between Lily's spread thighs. "You keep this up and I'm liable to cum in your mouth. Better get up and get ready for me to enter your ass." As Fiona got up and positioned herself on the fucking bench a few yards across from the cross, I moved closer to the cross and sprayed Lily's backside. Between the cold water and the slight breeze, her nipples were hard as a rock and her body was covered with goose bumps. Every tiny hair stood straight up. I put the hose within an inch of her pussy, spread the lips apart with one hand and let the water flow onto her clit and down between her lips. I then shut off the nozzle, tossed the hose to the ground and told Lily, "Watch me use Fiona's ass. Watch how she relaxes to let me inside. Watch and learn because that will be you before much longer." "Yes, sir, I'll watch." The New Girl Ch. 03 Things around the office had been strange lately, as his partner was heading back home to resume his consulting business. The activity level had increased beyond reasonable, and looked like it would continue for some time. His free time was minimal, as was his opportunity to plan the next stage of his seduction of her. He spent some time looking for dildos, butt plugs, strap-ons, and any other toys that might have promise, but a trip to the adult toy store was not in the cards anytime soon. As the time for his partner's departure neared, and the requisite 'going away parties' were being discussed, he decided that he should interject himself in the process. A few key people in a more casual setting might be more appropriate, at least for those people closest to his partner. With a Friday coming up, the traditional 'Margarita Friday' at the local Mexican restaurant seemed a great place to start. She didn't have 'kids duty' this weekend, and was basically in a 'I can be a cumslut whore if I want to' mode. Not that she ever did, but he liked to remind her what she was capable of. He was a bachelor for the weekend, but didn't anticipate anything happening, so really made no plans at all. It was a good dinner, with pitchers of Margaritas flowing, but no one overindulging, and everyone enjoying themselves. It wasn't until after dinner, when they were all trying to plan their next move that she said 'Let's go to the strip joint!' She was serious, which was amusing to him, but not necessarily believed by the rest. They knew she could be a little 'off the wall' at times, but just assumed she was kidding, trying to be 'one of the boys', which she basically was at the moment. He knew better. He was aware of her fascination with strip joints, and the field trips she and her ex made while on vacations around the country. He always enquired "Do you usually go on amateur night?" "No" she would say, shaking her head, either not understanding his implication or unwilling to go there. She enjoyed watching the action, receiving lap dances, and was more than willing to stuff bills into a dancers g-string. He was sure she relished the attention, becoming the focus, if even for a short period of time, of multiple potential sex partners in the highly charged atmosphere. He also wondered about the extent of her interest in multiple partners, and did women fit in to those fantasies? "No" she would say, while women were better at kissing because of their soft lips, and she admitted that 'playing with boobies' might be interesting, she insisted there was no attraction to women. She had an aversion to the smell of pussy juice, such that she couldn't even tolerate being kissed after having her pussy licked by her lover. She insisted that men 'got the raw end of the deal' there. At least she could just 'swallow' and make it go away while sucking a cock, while men had to endure the taste and smell of pussy juice. There might have been a touch of homophobia there, but he didn't think so. He did wonder if she didn't protest a little too much to mask an interest she didn't want unmasked? For his part, he was completely incapable of comprehending her remark. He probably wore a beard for the sole purpose of extending the taste and odor of recent lovemaking. He loved eating pussy, pure and simple. Given a choice, pussy won over fucking. Not every time, but virtually any time. And as often as not, his partners never objected to his sharing of their essence with them, some even relishing it! "Let's go" he said. That created a divided response from the group, but after some cajoling, they generally agreed, and exited the restaurant. Due to the final destination of the individual members of group being spread like the four winds, this was going to be a caravan rather than a party bus type trip. It was a 20 minute trip if you didn't hit all the lights, and you didn't need to stop for gas! He arrived 30 minutes later, only to find her waiting patiently, and alone. His dick sprang to attention immediately on seeing her. She had dressed appropriately for the restaurant, an attractive dress, showing some cleavage, but not an inappropriate amount. No hose, as was the fashion of the day, and a new pair of CFM heels that literally screamed "COME FUCK ME!" Which was exactly what he intended to do. "Where is everyone?" he asked. "I have no idea" she said. "I saw a couple of them turn off right at the restaurant, lost track of the rest along the way, and figured I might just be the only one coming. Except for you. I was fairly sure you would show up." Without hesitation, or thinking it through, he walked up to her, brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her lightly on the lips. Their first kiss. He held her close, gently caressing her cute ass. He knew she like thongs, but apparently not tonight, and decided that if she had been wearing any underwear earlier, she had lost it during the trip. He resisted feeling for her pussy, sensing it was what she wanted. She tried to guide his hand to the sweet spot between her legs, but he reversed the move, allowing her to feel his bulging cock through his jeans. Not for long, as he had no idea how much, or little, of her attention that it would take to cause him to blow his load. He did think about bending her over the hood of the car and giving her a taste of what his cock felt like in her pussy, but he also thought that he needed time to build a little anticipation, especially since they hadn't even seen the dancers yet. He noticed her 'headlights were on' and did manage to find a rock hard nipple on her left breast, confirming what he had seen on her phone. No, it may not have been as proud and firm as it once was, but it was considerably more than a mouthful, or even a handful, and he was sure it would be just as sweet as any he had tasted previously. His touch was firm, but not rough. Likewise, his tone and hand on her arm was commanding as he said "Let's go inside and check out the pussy!" The New Girl Ch. 04 Renee had told him when the subject first came up some months earlier that the place was a dump. But, after looking at the building and the surroundings he realized she was being generous with her remarks. They didn't serve alcohol, which was fine with him, he was planning on getting high on pussy tonight, and booze would be a distraction. She also mentioned that she had bigger tits than the dancers, but that didn't matter either, as the only tits he was after tonight were hers. Or so he thought! The place was as dingy inside as it was out. She was the only woman in there, except for the help and entertainment, overdressed, or perhaps better described as dressed not nearly slutty enough. It was early, so there were not many people there, so they were able to get a small table right next to the stage where they had a great view. Their backs were to the rest of the patrons, or perverts, depending on your point of view. As it turns out, the dancers had a great view of them too, which was to prove interesting as the night progressed. The first two dancers were competent, would never make it in the big city, but knew what they were doing. She managed to stuff a few bills into each of their g-strings, and got a credible lap dance from the second one. I was discreetly massaging her breast during the dance, which got her attention, but not her undivided attention! After the dance, her dress was pushed up near her waist, providing a clear view of her sweet little pussy to the dancers, but to no one else. A situation he was not thrilled with, not being able to see it himself, but he thought it might pay out before the night was over. He would occasionally lean over to whisper something in her ear, secretly reaching over to play with her clit. She would push his hand away, but still didn't rearrange her skirt. The next dancer was a different story. Billed as 'Shadow', she had a dark complexion and short hair, she was slender with an athletic build, had medium sized perky tits, pierced with small rings, and eyes that you couldn't break contact with. She exuded sensuality. She was definitely not from this neighborhood, and he couldn't understand how and why she was here. But he was going to enjoy this show! She was refined in her moves, seductive, and danced privately for everyone in the room, or so they each felt. He noticed at one point that she was watching Renee more than he was, and felt he had a great deal in common with this new dancer: they both loved pussy! As she danced in front of them, bills were gently and delicately inserted into her g-string, a woman's touch, perhaps lingering a bit longer than needed, and not noticed by anyone but him. When offered a lap dance, he declined, suggesting Renee would gladly accept. "No, thank you, but no" she said. She was almost shaking. Not from fear, but perhaps the fear of anticipation? The dance she got from the previous dancer was routine, almost perfunctory. Sensuality and attraction go hand in hand, so he guessed that Renee was just not that in to her. Perhaps not so with Shadow? "How about a private dance, for the both of us?" he asked the sultry dancer. "I'm not really supposed to do that" she said. "But they won't stop you, will they?" He knew she made her own rules, a condition of working in this place, so far beneath her station. "Let's go sweetie" she said, looking at him, but obviously talking to her. She led them behind the stage, into a private room with a door that locked. A room that shouldn't be there, with a door that shouldn't lock. Regardless of what she had in mind or wanted, she knew she had to follow the accepted protocol, at least to a point. Perhaps she would get lucky before it was over with. "It's $500 for a private dance" she said. "A little rich, isn't it" he smiled as he reached for his wallet? "Not for a threesome" she countered, looking directly at Renee, who seemed to be shaking her head no. There was no hesitation as he paid her. Inviting Renee to sit down next to him on the small loveseat, ample for one, cozy for two, unmanageable for three people, she declined. "I'll just sit over here" she said cautiously as she sat down on an overstuffed couch, hugging the arm as if it would provide some level of protection. He desperately wanted her closer, so he could play with her also, but decided he'd let it play out for a while. Shadow sat him down, beginning her dance, removing the transparent shawl and G-string, which really didn't cover anything. He maintained the accepted protocol, at least for now, not touching, but enjoying the closeness of her body, all the while watching Renee and her reaction. The dancer would occasionally move over to Renee and slide her ass across Renee's lap, pushing her dress towards her waist, exposing her sweet little bush. She neither objected nor resisted, nor did she restore her dress. By this time Shadow had his pants open, his massive erection out, trying to coax out his salty juices. Her mouth was warm on his cock, and it was obvious she was an experienced and enthusiastic cocksucker. Renee seemed enthralled by the show, eventually moving her hand between her legs. It was like watching porn, but so much better, she thought. Her fingers worked feverishly on her clit, intermittently inserting as many as 3 fingers in the drenched pussy, almost oblivious to her surroundings, but still wondering how she could get some of that. Upon noticing Renee's near stupor like state, the dancer looked up at him, and he motioned that she should go. She buried his cock deep in her throat one final time, and then quickly moved between her legs, replacing Renee's fingers with her sweet lips and tongue. "Oh my god, no, no " murmured Renee, weakly protesting the woman servicing her pussy. That was the extent of her resistance, though, shortly thereafter grabbing the girls head and holding it tight against her pussy, shouting "Yes, eat me, please, harder!" He watched the action, stroking his cock as he sat there, wondering how he managed to end up on the outside looking in. Feeling left out, he moved over to the girls, and positioned his cock in front of Renee. Semi-delirious from the pleasure she was receiving from Shadow's tongue working on her clit and pussy, she instinctively knew what to do. She didn't hesitate, also bottoming out, gagging slightly, but sucking with a vengeance. It wasn't what he envisioned their first sexual encounter would look like, but he wasn't about to complain. His most immediate concern was not shooting his monster load in Renee's mouth. At his age, it would take longer than he would have to revive his cock for round two, and he still needed to fuck at least one of the two inviting pussies in front of him, if not both. He needed to feel his cock in a pussy, and desperately wanted to taste Renee's sweet juices, but had to plan this carefully. The New Girl Ch. 05 During the course of having her pussy serviced by Shadow, he observed Renee having at least three major orgasms. Now, she just seemed to be experiencing a series of aftershocks, unable to control any bodily functions. She sucked on his cock reflexively, because it was there. Even in this diminished state of consciousness she was an experienced cocksucker, and allowed to continue, would eventually suck the cum right out of his dick, swallow, and keep sucking as if nothing had happened. As much as he wanted to experience that very thing, it was not in his plans for this evening. "Leave her be for a little while, and let her come back to reality" he told Shadow as he gently pulled his cock out of Renee's mouth, and coaxed Shadow away from her pussy. She required more than coaxing, and had to be forcibly turned around. She had the look of a wild animal that had been separated from its kill. She glared at him, struggling to get back to the pussy she had been immersed in, ignoring reality herself for the sexual pleasure she was deriving from servicing Renee. "Ouch, damn, stop it, that hurts!" she said as he pulled hard on her nipple rings. As he saw the veil of lust start to clear, he gently caressed her breasts, kissing first one nipple, and then the other, gently, replacing the pain with a warming sensation. She reached for his cock, remembering where they started, but he stopped her. "I need to feel a pussy around my cock," he said. "You know that's not what I'm really in to, don't you?" "Yes, I know, but I allowed you to enjoy yourself, and will again, but I need a little help right now. But it's her pussy I want to fill, and she's not quite ready yet." He knew she preferred pussy over cock, but for a chance to get back between her legs she would suck him dry if needed. Looking at Renee, she silently acknowledged her incapacitated state, and remembering their financial arrangement, pushed him down on the couch and moved to mount his glistening cock. "Just for a while, and just for fun" he said, "I know you really don't want to taste my cum, but you'll be able to suck it out of her pussy later if you change your mind" motioning towards Renee. His cock slid in without effort. She had been dripping for some time, and even though she preferred pussy, she had to admit he filled a void, and it felt good. She rocked back and forth to get maximum contact with her clit, all the while thinking about Renee and how sweet her pussy tasted. He wasn't going to last long at this rate, and he was fucking the wrong pussy, if that's even possible. But then, he noticed Renee start to wake up, with a puzzled look on her face. "What the ..." she started to say, and then began to remember the events of the evening. Her pussy was still burning with desire, but she needed cock now, not a tongue, and there happened to be one right there for the taking! Feeling overdressed, she slipped out of the dress and bra she was wearing, preparing for battle. She moved over to the couple on the floor, and gently but firmly pushed Shadow off of his cock so she could take her place. "I've been waiting for this for a long time, and I'm not waiting any longer" she thought. Her pussy was drenched from earlier, with her juices still running down her thighs. He slipped right in to her engorged pussy, and she let out a moan, almost scream of delight. "Ohhh my god..." it's even better than I thought it would be. The months of flirting hadn't prepared her for this moment. She was riding his cock like she was in a race for a Gold Medal. Rocking back and forth, lifting up slowly and slamming down until he bottomed out in her pussy. It wasn't long until her orgasm overcame her, wave after wave of pleasure, all the while she kept thrusting onto his cock. He couldn't go on too much longer, so he reached up, pulled her down and kissed her passionately, massaging her tits before kissing and sucking them, one by one. He needed to taste her pussy, but didn't want to break the cycle she was in, so he went for the next best thing. He looked at Shadow, and motioned her over. "I realize you love pussy over cock, but I need to taste her, and I have no idea how to interrupt her fucking me," he said, hoping she would understand. Without hesitation, she leaned in close and kissed him, and allowed him to lick the pussy juice off of her face, savoring every trace. It wasn't the real thing, but it was her essence, and he would have to settle for this until the next time. "Do you want me to eat your pussy?" he asked Shadow. "Thanks sweetie, maybe next time. I'd really like to have one more go at Renee!" "I noticed a strap-on on the desk when we walked in" he said. "Think she can handle both of us?" A devious smile came over her face, she gave him a quick kiss, jumped up and headed for the desk. Although almost completely absorbed by the action of his cock in her pussy, she did wonder what was going on. Even as he reached up and pulled her forward, she failed to understand the activity behind her. It wasn't until she felt the warm lube being applied to her ass that the smile came over her face! "Oh my god, you guys are bad" she smiled. Shadow slowly inserted the dildo into Renee's ass, being careful to go slowly and not shock her. Watching her face, he was not surprised when she suddenly pushed back as hard as she could, bottoming out on the rubber dick, and almost knocking Shadow over! After the initial shock of the near violent move, she reached out, grabbed Renee's tits, and started riding her with a vengeance. Unknown to him until just then, the strap-on was double ended, and vibrating. One end was securely being held in Shadow's pussy, while the other was sliding in and out of Renee's ass. He could feel the vibration of the dildo through the thin wall separating her ass from her pussy, as well as the in and out motion of the dildo itself. It was a feeling he had waited for a long time to enjoy, and the wait was worth it. Renee had climaxed almost immediately after the initial penetration of her ass, and was on the verge again. The look on Shadow's faced told him she was close, and he was feeling the need to shoot his load as far into Renee's pussy as anyone had ever sprayed before. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck me damn you" she screamed to no one in particular! He reached behind her, grabbing Shadow's nipple rings. Not quite as hard as earlier, but hard enough to start the chain reaction. She winced from the pain, but the sensation went right to her clit. "I'm coming" Shadow screamed, thrusting her artificial dick deep into Renee's ass. "Yes, fuck me, oh my god, I'm coming, fuck me harder, deeper, please, more" Renee screamed, incoherent, in the throes of an orgasm that wouldn't stop. He kissed Renee deeply, their tongues intertwined, as his cock exploded. She never noticed her pussy juices on his tongue and face, or if she did, she ignored it. The cum was more than she could contain in her pussy, running out and soaking his cock and balls. Before he knew what was happening, he felt Shadow licking up his juice, coaxing it out of Renee's pussy, and causing those aftershocks she experienced earlier. Already on his back, there was nowhere for him to go. Renee collapsed on top of him, quivering and mewing. He could feel Shadows tongue, alternating between his cock and balls, as well as slurping at Renee's pussy, trying to get every last drop of both of their love juices. He awoke later, with Renee next to him, just coming to, with no sign of the dancer. A bowl of warm water, wash cloths and towels were on the desk. They cleaned up, dressed, and slipped out from behind the stage. Shadow was doing her best to make every man in there feel like she was dancing for him, and him only. She smiled when she saw them slipping out, blowing them both a kiss. They knew who provided the motivation for her sexy dance! The New Girl Ch. 06 "What the Fuck" she thought? "We been doing this crazy dance for months, with all of the sexy talk and flirting, and the best I get is a kiss and a quick feel of his dick?" Obviously her plan to get him here tonight wasn't turning out as planned. While he was quick enough on the uptake to get here, he seemed surprised that no one else was here. She was careful to make sure the rest went off on their own, so she would finally get him to herself, in a place that would leave no question what was going to happen. So she ends up with a kiss and a feel. "Maybe he really isn't going to do anything, and he is just fucking with my head." "Maybe one of the idiots in this joint will be interesting" she thought as she walked in the door. It was just as run down and dumpy as she remembered. "At least I'll be the best looking woman here, and there might be at least one worthwhile guy here willing to pay a little attention to me." The table they sat at gave her a good view of the stage, but she wanted to check out the crowd. "Oh well" she thought, maybe he'll watch the dancers and she can look for cock!" She now wished she had brought along something to drink since this place was dry, and a little 'liquid fortification' might help pass the time. The first dancer was tolerable, but just barely. She had seen better days, a lot of them probably, but the guys behind her seemed interested in her, and that was all she needed, to get one of their dicks worked up. So she slipped her a few bills, patted her ass, and made sure the boys got a good view. The next one was better, possibly even younger than she was! A few more bills, and a credible lap dance, which he refused. Why he didn't want it confused her, but that seemed to be the theme of the night. "Why was he even here" she wondered? The boys next to here were staring at her, then she noticed the hem of her dress up at her waist. "Oh what the fuck" she thought, "at least someone is paying attention to me." She remembered losing her underwear on the trip over, but doubted the boys could see that, then decided she really didn't care. A longer glance and she realized they weren't in her league, but it did stroke her ego, about the only stroking it looked like she would get tonight! The next dancer was different. She had top billing, and was way too young and pretty for this joint. She moved with a grace that this place had never seen, with a sensuality never before experienced in the dark and dingy club, and with a look that most of the men here would mistake as lustful for them. She couldn't be completely sure, but their differences seemed obvious: "She wants me, but I want cock!" Not a homophobe, but just had never really connected with women on a sexual level. Never had any experiences in high school or college where it usually happens, and decided there was no need to start now. He on the other hand seemed truly intrigued by this girl. "Playing with my tits, trying to play with my clit and pussy, all the while looking at her!" "What an asshole" she thought, "lusting after some queer bitch when I'm right here!" "And Shadow. Shadow? What kind of name is Shadow? Yeah, it was a stage name, but damn!" Yet, he again refused a lap dance, again offering the bitch to her. "No, no thank you" she said. She wanted a man, not this girl, however pretty and seductive she was. "How about a private dance" he asked? That was curious. Maybe his thing was watching two women? Not going to happen, but maybe that was his kinky streak, and nothing else? He already volunteered to be fucked by her, maybe he just didn't want a girl? They moved to a small private room behind the stage, and he tried to get her to sit next to him, but she declined. Sitting on the couch, she was isolated from him and the little bitch, and he would have no control over her. Shadow started normally, stripped out of the few pieces of clothing she was wearing, if you could call it that, trying to entice him. She doubted that it was him Shadow wanted, and by the way he sat there, hands to himself, the feeling appeared to be mutual. She would occasionally move over to her, rubbing her ass against her lap, but there was nothing there. Seemed to be a technique they used to expose a woman's pussy during their dance, because here it was again. "Fuck it" she said, "Let the bastard see what he was missing, and her too!" "She's certainly not getting any of this" Renee thought. Slowly, Shadow managed to coax his dick out of his pants, which surprised her. It was big, just as it had been in the picture he had showed her, and erect. He seemed to enjoy it, and when the little cunt and took it in her mouth, all the way to the base, he gasped, as did she! "Oh my god, the queer little bitch is sucking his cock, and he is enjoying it!" "That should be me" she thought. Shadow knew what she was doing, that was apparent. Alternating her speed up and down his shaft, licking the head of his cock, almost lovingly, while he closed his eyes, enjoying the attention. She also closed her eyes, imagining sucking that big cock herself, wondering what would come next. Her fingers found her own clit, and eventually found their way into her pussy. She imagined that it was his tongue on her clit, and his cock fucking her the way she needed to be fucked. She would occasionally glance at the young girl, greedily sucking the cock in front of her, jealous that it was not her doing the sucking, or better yet, him between her legs, licking and sucking her pussy, getting that 'taste' he tempted her with so often. Her orgasm was massive, and she almost passed out from the pleasure it gave her. As she came around, she felt the tongue on her clit, and thought "Oh my god, he's finally doing it!" But, looking down and seeing the dancer between her legs, she panicked. "Oh my god, no" she protested, without conviction. But the pleasure was incredible, and at that moment, she could care less who was pleasuring her pussy. "Yes, eat me, please, harder!" She was barely conscious of what was going on around her when his beautiful cock appeared before her. Without thinking, pure animal instinct taking over, she took it in her mouth, to the base. It was bigger than she was used to, and it caused her to gag, but she had no intention of letting go. She sucked him with everything she had. She wanted to taste his cum, to swallow every drop. She still imagined it was him between her legs providing the pleasure she no longer had to imagine, for it was as real as anything she had ever felt. Between the cock in her mouth and the tongue in her pussy, she lost touch with reality, with wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure overcoming her. She was barely aware of the cock being removed from her mouth, and there was no such thing as cumming again: it was continuous, over and over again. "What the..." she thought as she saw the little bitch riding his cock. "That's mine" she thought, "Mine!" "OK, maybe she wasn't a bitch, especially the way she sucked her pussy" she mused. "I don't do women, and I'll never play for the other team" she swore. "But, I guess that doesn't mean they can't do me, does it?" But it was more than she could tolerate for long. She got up, pushed Shadow aside, and slowly lowered herself on his dick, relishing the moment she had so long been waiting for. He pussy lips were swollen from the licking they had just received, but she was so wet there was no issue with him sliding deep inside her. She rode him slow, then fast, changing up the motion, enjoying the ride. He pulled he close and kissed her passionately, exploring her tongue with his. "How this is a kiss" she thought, "Not that bullshit from the parking lot". Maybe she had misjudged him, because there was no mistaking the fucking she was getting from him now, and he was clearly enjoying it! And then, all of sudden, he called Shadow over to him, whispering something that she couldn't hear. "The bastard, he's fucking me and still flirting with her!" With that, he kissed the young dancer, almost washing her face with his tongue. As Renee remembered where that face had just been, between her legs, she realized he was finally 'getting his taste', by proxy. Another whisper, a smile and quick kiss, and Shadow disappeared behind them. "Finally, all to myself, and I'm going to enjoy him!" Feeling the warm oil at the entrance to her ass caught her by surprise, but it wasn't until she felt the dildo just start to penetrate her that she realized what was going on. "Oh my god, you guys are bad" she said as she pushed back to bottom out on the dildo. She almost knocked Shadow over as the girl was trying to fuck her ass. She simultaneously felt the vibrations of the dildo and Shadow grabbing her tits at the same time. While she was riding him, Shadow was riding her, hanging on to her tits so she didn't fall off, but not really caring why, enjoying all the attention. "All I need now is a cock to suck on" she thought, but starting to slip into the netherworld of pure pleasure, she was almost oblivious to what was going on around her. He pulled her forward once again to kiss her passionately. While there was something new and somewhat familiar about the taste of the kiss, it took a moment before she realized it was her own pussy juice she was tasting. "Oh fuck, I don't care, kiss me, fuck me, fuck my ass, please, harder" she moaned. She was on the verge of another orgasm, and sensed both people fucking her were also. When he reached behind and grabbed Shadow's nipple rings, she could feel the dancer jump, and then start to convulse with her own orgasm starting. The shaking of the girl and the vibrations of the dildo drove her over the edge, and she began to shake uncontrollably. His eyes started to glaze over, and she could feel him pumping his hot cum deep into her pussy, shot after shot, drowning everything around with a mixture of their juices. Before passing out, as he apparently already had, she sensed Shadow pulling the rubber cock out of her ass, creating a void she was not quite ready for. She came around, gave Renee a lingering kiss and said "That was fun sweetie, we need to do that again. Check your purse, I'm leaving you a little present." After cleaning up and getting dressed, they slipped out the door, making eye contact with Shadow one last time. At least one last time for tonight. She had a feeling this was not the last time she would see the little queer bitch, actually, desperately hoping it was not!