2 comments/ 13014 views/ 1 favorites Bedroom Sex By: knickerless_n Alison ran up to her bedroom. Feeling slightly giddy from the trip to the restaurant with her husband she was now feeling decidedly warm as she kicked off her shoes and unceremoniously lifted up her dress to take off her tights. She couldn't remember why she had elected to wear them under her dress in the middle of summer and it felt much better to bare her smooth legs. Heading downstairs she found her husband opening another bottle of wine. Standing behind him she grabbed his arse before running her other hand up over his chest, her breasts pressed against his back and her head on his shoulders. Slowly her hand trailed down his body and started rubbing his cock through his trousers while kneading his arse. Turning round they kissed passionately, their tongues darting in and out of each others mouths in rapid succession as Alison felt Mark lift her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his torso and held on to his upper body as he carried her up the stairs. The door to their bedroom had been left open as they stumbled through the archway, still kissing, before collapsing onto the bed. Alison had succeeded in un-buttoning Mark's shirt which he quickly discarded, throwing it across the room in the general direction of their bathroom, and allowing Alison to run her hands over his bare chest before reaching further down his body. She could feel Mark's cock was throbbing through his trousers and as he had already removed his shoes and socks she thought it only fair to help him out of the rest. Mark's trousers and underwear were soon joining his shirt on the floor, his manhood standing to attention. Ally leaned forward on the bed to admire the shaven manhood in front of her. She cupped his balls as her mouth worked its way down the shaft, leaving a trail of saliva down Mark's aching member. Alison teased him, as she sucked one of his balls into her mouth and toyed with it with her tongue through the smooth skin, before moving back to the tip of Mark's cock and the exquisite sensation as her tongue passed along sensitive edge of the tip. With the tingling sensation growing at the base of his spine Mark knew it was his wife's turn. He gently pulled back before kneeling down to kiss her again, before getting onto the bed behind her. He unzipped her dress as she slithered out of the silk material and lifted it from the hem up over her head before placing it gently on a chair. Alison's cooed, as her bare breasts felt the midday summer breeze coming in through the window and her nipples hardened, becoming erect and even more tender. She hadn't bothered to wear a bra that day, not wanting the extra tension across her 34A breasts which had only added to her husband's pleasure as he had been able to see them moving freely under the dress before. Now Mark cupped them firmly from behind, his own erection pressing into Alison's back as she tilted her head up and they kissed again. As they re-positioned on the bed, Alison was lying on her back and Mark had worked his way down until he was kissing her navel. The small damp spot on his wife's knickers told Mark all that he needed to know. With Mark's hands taking a gentle grip on her knickers, Alison lifted her hips until her ass no longer touched the bed. The next instance her bum was bare, as Mark slipped her knickers over her bottom before lifting her legs back up towards her head. He enjoyed the smooth sensation of her legs as he lifted her red thong over her ankles, before noticing a small wet patch, and flinging them across the room and turning his attention to his wife's recently waxed and completely hairless pussy. He crawled between her legs as they lay invitingly splayed open on the bed, gently kissing her thighs as he went. As he reached the skin by her quim Mark decided to prolong the anticipation a little longer and worked his way around Ally's pussy onto her other inner thigh, down to her ankle and back up her leg until he reached her breast. He raised himself up onto his arms and they kissed deeply, his cock banging against her thigh as she lifted her bum, trying to bring her pussy into contact with his body. Mark moved away from his wife's mouth before slowly kissing his way down her body to her breasts and navel, before his tongue arrived at her soaking and silky smooth pussy. Mark tasted her, before moving his tongue out of her vagina and onto her now exposed rosy-pink clit. The bud was poking out as Mark lavished it with tongue strokes, alternating between gentle and firm, rapid and slow movement over the surface, and breaking from this to suck Alison's clitoris, increasing the sensation on this delicate spot. At the same time one arm snaked its way up her body while the other hand gently teased the entrances to her pussy and ass. Mark's tongue continued its unrelenting and unyielding assault on Alison's clitoris as he could feel the heat emanating from her pussy. Mere moments later Alison's hips started to buck under the constant ministrations from Mark's tongue and she moaned in ecstasy as he tongue fucked her to a powerful orgasm. She tasted her own love juice as Mark moved himself behind her as they spooned while her orgasm subsided and her trembling stopped. She could feel his erect cock pressed against her arse. Wanting to feel him inside her she raised her leg and threw it behind them both as they continued to spoon, and without hesitation the Alison could feel the tip of Mark's cock as it moved from her bottom to her pussy. They moaned in unison as the rest of his shaft entered her. Mark pulled back a little before pushing his cock back inside Alison as she moaned again as it filled her hot soaking pussy. They slowly did this again and again until his shaft was buried in her up to the hilt. Alison started to push back with her bum trying to get her husband deeper and deeper inside her as the couple settled down into a rhythmic fucking. Precum was already oozing from the tip of Mark's penis as he felt the flush of blood to his head and genitals of his pending orgasm. Not wanting to end things just yet, he withdrew and rolled them both over until Alison was on all fours, her ass in the air. He re-engaged and granted his wife's wish as his shaft thrust deeper and deeper into Alison's expectant pussy. Before too long he could hold back no more. Moaning our load he could feel his cock pulse and quiver as he shot a stream of hot cum deep inside Alison, followed by another, and another, and another. The couple collapsed on top of each other on the bed as the last drops of cum splashed against Alison's cervix while she enjoyed her second orgasm of the night. Reaching behind she grabbed hold of the base of Mark's shaft, keeping it inside her before flexing her own muscles to milk the very last drops of cum from his member. They rolled over to caress each other, with Alison lying spread eagle on the bed, her pussy still quivering inside sending echoes of her orgasm up her spine. She lifted her bottom again as Mark reached behind them for a spare pillow, which he placed under her raised bottom before rolling onto his side to kiss her again. Fin. Bedroom Slave Miss Abbey walked through the lines of slaves, followed by her own coterie; three large black men wearing nothing but tight trousers. Whispers went down the line about Miss Abbey; it was rumored that she bought slaves only for her sexual pleasures; a widower she'd found comfort in having well-endowed men around her. A young widow at 35 she was very comely and they knew that they would be treated well in her company, her slaves never had any marks on them and they were all well-fed. It had even been rumored that if they pleased her well that when she tired of their company they would be freed. The overseer took Sam back into a tent with Miss Abbey where the man forced the slave to disrobe; Miss Abbey inspected Sam's limp package. Frowning, she nodded at the overseer who immediately left the tent, leaving her there with her three slaves that she'd brought with her and Sam. "My name is Miss Abbey," she told him. He nodded, not wanting to talk until he was sure it was ok. She smiled a little and told him, "You may talk freely in front of me." "Yes Ma'am. My name is Sam." He stood stiffly, not sure of what to expect. "Call me Miss please," she corrected him gently, every bit the southern lady, "I feel old when people call me Ma'am." Despite himself, Sam felt a smile creeping onto his face and he saw the delight in her eyes at his smile and he relaxed, allowing himself to actually grin at her. Stepping forward she looked up at him and went on her tiptoes to kiss him, her small mouth fluttering against his and the stiff fabric of her dress pressing against his naked body. It was the first kiss he'd had in a long time, and from such an attractive woman like her... he was already stiffening. Really, it had been far too long since he'd had a woman's touch and so he was reacting without any control. After a long and passionate kiss, her little hands pressed against his chest, she pulled away - although she left his hands there. He was surprised at how erotic her paleness against his dark chest looked, he'd never really thought about skin color in that way before. The expression on her face was very pleased as she looked at his large dick, smiling up at him she patted his cheek and went out to talk to the overseer. As soon as she was gone the other three slaves gathered around him, congratulating him and introducing themselves - George, Darrel, and Henry. They explained that the rumors were very true and that she'd been looking for a replacement for one of the slaves that she'd freed - they'd just gotten past the point where each other's company was enjoyable but there were no hard feelings. Miss Abbey was an easy taskmistress on all her people, although especially on those destined for... bedroom work. ****************** That evening was the first that Sam spent in her bed. One of the other slaves stayed in the room - basically to make sure that Sam would remain properly grateful to his new mistress and not try to escape. They didn't really need the extra guard though because Sam was already quite fond of his new mistress; everyone had eaten a fantastic dinner together (it was probably the best and most filling meal that he'd had in his life) and he'd found her to be kind, humorous and good-natured. Everything that anyone would like in a woman. Not to mention that she was very beautiful and if nothing else he'd been left with blueballs earlier that day... knowing that he most certainly wouldn't be now was quite nice. The first thing that startled him was that she didn't seem to expect to be pleasure right away. Of sure, she stripped down and his eyes caressed her body like his hands were longing to do, but instead she had him lie down on the bed and then began to explore him with hands and tongue. Unsure of what he was allowed to do he just lay there for the first few minutes, moaning as she caressed his nipples and her mouth worked up his neck to his earlobes. Pulling away she kissed him on the lips and smiled. "You can touch me back, however you want," she told him, and he eagerly took a hold on her body, running his hands up and down her white flesh. He had never had a white woman and he found the thought of mounting one quite a turn-on, almost as though it was a way to get back at those white folk who kept his people in slavery. They kissed, passionately and she began to move down his body again; this time he caressed her breasts and the soft skin of her shoulders and back. Every part of her was every bit the lady; soft, pale and creamy. He liked to look at the way their skin looked against each other, the stark difference was very arousing... even more arousing was the way her little ivory hand looked as it fisted his hard dick. Licking her pink lips she lowered her mouth to the head of his dick and her tongue lashed out, flicking against the sensitive head. He moaned happily as her mouth engulfed him, moving down and trying to swallow as much as she could. Greedy Miss Abbey, she couldn't take all of him between those pretty pink lips but she gave it her best shot; slobbering over his dick like it was a piece of expensive chocolate. Moving his hips up and down he stroked her hair, moaning loudly as her tongue swirled around his shaft. To his disappointment she didn't stay there for very long; but as she straddled his waist he decided that was ok too. Her pussy was so pretty and pink; a pale pink almost like the inside of the sea shells that he'd seen in her dining room. Next to that delicate pink and ivory opening his cock looked incredibly large and dark, almost threatening... he decided that he liked the contrasting appearance. Her pouty lips made a little "o" as she lowered herself onto his fat cock, he groaned and put his hands on her hips as she sank onto him. Incredibly tight, her pussy gripped and released, moving around his dick as it swallowed him up until their groins were pressed tightly together. Closing her eyes she squirmed on top of him, rubbing her splayed pussy lips against him. Then she began to move up and down, slowly at first and getting faster and faster, her heavy creamy breasts bouncing seductively. Using his stomach muscles and his hands on her hips he pulled himself up, unable to resist the hard pink nipples that topped her globes, like cherries on vanilla ice cream. Sucking and nibbling on her breasts, his hands wrapped around her back as she fucked him, riding him like a man would a horse. Her intense enjoyment was obvious in her passionate moans and the glazed look in her eyes. Gripping her rounded buttocks he squeezed them, helping her up and down on his shaft; every time he bit down on her nipple her pussy would convulse around his shaft. Switching back and forth between her breasts he licked and sucked, nibbling on both of the pink buds until they were a reddish pink. With a sudden and resounding cry she slammed herself down onto his body and ground hard, her pussy clamping down on his dick and making him jerk in reaction. Gasping with surprise, his dick began to release white frothiness into her pussy just as she began to shake and heave on top of him, cumming hard. Collapsing back onto the bed, Sam smiled as she fell on top of him, nuzzling her head into his shoulder. This was probably the best day he'd ever had in his life. It got even better as she pulled herself away from his limp dick but then began to suck on his earlobe again, working her way from his neck, down his chest and to his groin where she began to clean their sex juices from his groin. As his dick began to stir back to life she gripped it and looked up at him, a happy and wicked grin on her pretty face. "You on top this time," she said, her tongue flicking out and licking his dick. Oh yes... he was going to enjoy his time here quite a lot. He could already tell. Bedroom Slave So far Spring Break wasn't turning out that good. It was an improvement from what I usually did, which was going home to Canada, but I was still bored out of my mind. I went home with my roommate, Jeff, who lives in Texas. It was a 10-hour buss ride from college, which was a lot cheaper than the flight home, and he promised me time at the beach and lots of girls in bikinis. However, when we got home, his dad, who was in construction, said they were short a couple guys on their project, and asked if we wanted to earn a grand over vacation. Being a Canadian, I couldn't work legally without the right paperwork, but Jeff could, and I couldn't argue with him wanting to earn good money. He told me to hang out at home and we would go out each night. So far we hadn't done anything. He came home after dark, exhausted from a hard day's work, and he kept promising we would do something the next night. The next night came and it was the same thing. Now there were only two days left in break, and I hadn't really left the house. It was a nice house though. They had a huge entertainment system with a big screen and surround sound. They had a large game room with pool and foosball. They also had a large pool in the back yard, and I spent a couple hours outside each day working on my tan. The only real highlight was his sister Katherine. She was a senior in high school and very hot. She looked like a Cowboy Cheerleader, with blonde hair, tan skin, and all the right curves. I saw very little of her though. She came home from school and usually went out with friends right away, getting home pretty late. It wasn't until last night (Thursday) that Kate came home relatively early and spent some time out by the pool. She wore cut-off jeans and a bikini top, but she was doing homework for a big test the next day. I didn't want to be the creepy college guy, so I basically just peeked at her from an upstairs bedroom. She spent the whole time with a book in her lap, catching a few rays, so it wasn't that great to watch. After I had lost interest, I heard a splash and ran back to the window to see that she had finished studying and had dove in to cool off. Her shorts were lying by the lawn chair she had been sitting in. I ran downstairs to get a better view, but by then, she was done cooling off and had a towel wrapped around her and was coming back in from the back porch. I pretended like I was heading to the basement, and she didn't even look at me as she made her way upstairs with her books. I listened to her showering in the upstairs bathroom, and images of her standing naked in the streaming water wouldn't leave my mind. It seemed like her shower went on for an hour, and it drove me crazy. Eventually, father and son came home, and the mother, who lived in the basement watching soaps and game shows all day, came up to serve dinner. Kate was at the table wearing jogging pants and a cutoff, mid-sleeve sweater. Her hair was wet, and she looked really hot, but I had to engage in conversation at the table and couldn't just stare at her. Now it was Friday. School started again on Monday, and we had bus tickets for Sunday. Jeff promised me that we would do something on Saturday, but even if he didn't have to work, I was guessing he would be too tired to stay out late or have any real fun. The coast was 45 minutes away, and they told me I could catch a bus to the beach, but going there alone on a bus was not my idea of a good time. Instead I watched a couple movies, and then decided I should probably do a load of wash before we went back to school. If we did do something tomorrow, I wouldn't have time, and it wouldn't be very smart to take a bunch of dirty clothes back to school with me when I could do them for free here. The laundry room was upstairs between Jeff and Kate's room. I brought my duffle bag up and loaded my clothes into the washer. When they were done, I opened the dryer and found a towel still in there. As I pulled it out, something else fell to the floor. I picked up the smaller items and saw I was holding Kate's bikini from last night. The bottoms were side ties with a tiny triangle in the front. I cursed myself for not being at the window to see when she had taken off her shorts, and then for not being fast enough to be downstairs when she had pulled her dripping body from the water. The top was made up of two small triangles with a loop over the neck and a tie in the back. I had seen that on her, but had never got a really good look at it because she had always been holding a book in her lap with her head down. I put the swimsuit on the top of the dryer and loaded my clothes in and started it. I would make sure I remembered to put the towel and suit back in after I was done so Kate wouldn't know I had handled her suit. I looked around briefly to see if there were any of her other clothes up here. Maybe I could find some panties or a bra. All I found were Jeff and his dad's dirty work clothes. It was frustrating until I realized that her bedroom was just down the hall. I hesitated a moment. Could I really just go into her room and root through her drawers? It was 2:30 in the afternoon. She wouldn't be home until about 4, and the mom wouldn't move from her lazy boy for at least another 3 hours. She was two floors away in the basement. With all the frustrations of this vacation so far, I figured I had to make good on this temptation. Kate's door wasn't locked. It looked like a typical teenage girl's room. Ironically, there was a poster of the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders on the wall. The blue and white theme was continued in the bed spread and curtains. There was also a boy band poster on the wall that she had probably put up 4 years ago and just forgotten to take down. Before going to her dresser, I looked at the bed. Her pajamas were there. They consisted of a tiny half shirt that looked like her breasts would hang out the bottom of, and a tiny pair of gym shorts that I know her butt cheeks must hang out of. I guessed she probably wore this to and from the bathroom each night and morning, and I would have to remember to get up early tomorrow to see that. On a hunch, I checked in the small gap between her bed and the wall and found a prize. In zip lock bag, half stuffed under the mattress, was a little rabbit vibrator. I was tempted to pull it out and take a smell, but I decided not to. I pushed it back into place as best I could and then, with a full erection now, turned to her dresser. The top drawer was predictably full of underwear. She had regular white cotton bikinis, thongs, and boy shorts. I pulled out a few and held them up, trying to imagine them filled with her body. They all smelled clean, and I don't know what else I expected. The second drawer held bras and bathing suits. She had a few more bikinis as well as some one-piece suits. The bras were 34B, with several push-up styles. I pulled out a white lacy bra and laid it on the floor and then took out a matching thong and put it underneath. They were a sexy combo, but this fantasy of mine was falling short. I might as well take a trip to JC Penney's and get off in the underwear section. I stood there with my arms crossed when I heard female voices in the hallway. The mom? No, it was definitely Kate's voice. There was also someone else's voice, but it sounded too young to be the mom. The voices were getting louder, and I panicked. I shoved the drawers closed and then saw the bra and panties on the floor. Without time to put them back neatly, I grabbed them off the floor, and then ran to the closet. I opened the door, ducked in underneath the hanging clothes, and pulled the door mostly closed before the girls cam into the bedroom. I peered through the crack of the closet door and saw that it was Kate and another girl her age that I didn't know. The second girl was a brunette. She was a little taller than Kate's 5'3'', and was curvier too. I caught a brief glimpse of her before they walked out of my field of vision deeper into the room. I could only see the bedroom door and the lower portion of the bed. The dresser and desk were on the other side of the room. I picked up their conversation as soon as they walked in. "He was watching you the whole time?" It was the brunette talking. "I'm pretty sure he was. All the way up to the end anyway." "Did you get any studying done?" "Not really, I kept reading the same paragraph over and over. I think I bombed the test today. I doubt the teacher will accept my excuse." "Where is he?" Were they talking about me? "I don't know," Kate answered. "He's usually here when I get home. But then, I usually get home around 4." "Who needs Bio," the other girl said. "I'm sure they won't miss us in study hall either." "We're seniors. We've earned the right to leave early if the last two classes are boring." As they talked I also heard the sound of rustling clothes. They were changing less than fifteen feet from me, and I couldn't see them. "So should we go down to the pool if he isn't here?" "He's probably here, just downstairs watching TV with mom or something. We can go down and make some noise in a bit. Mom doesn't need to know we're home yet." "What should I wear?" "I don't know, pick any of my suits. They're all probably too small for you, which he will only like better." They both laughed. I was getting very anxious. I was pretty sure they were talking about me. It sounded like they were going to go to the pool with the knowledge that I was going to watch them. This was great. If only I wasn't trapped in their closet. I just had to wait it out. Eventually they would change, and then head downstairs. When they were out by the pool, I could show up, and they wouldn't now where I came from. "I don't know about this," it was the brunette. "After that test, I'm not really in the mood." "You need a little help?" Kate suddenly came into view, jumping onto her bed. She bounced on it for a second or two and it took me a while to realize she what she was wearing. She was in a bra and panties. They were nothing special, but it was incredibly sexy to see her frolic on her bed dressed like that. It was a push-up bra, and her cleavage bounced as she moved. It surprised me even more when her hand went behind the bed to where I had replaced her vibrator. "This should help," she said and tossed it across the room to the other girl out of sight. "Did you change the batteries since last time?" the other girl asked. Last time? Did high school girls have masturbation parties often? "Yea, they're fresh. Fresh enough, anyway. I used it after dinner last night. He was staring at me all through the meal. It made me horny." "He better be as cute as you say he is." "Don't worry," Kate assured her, staying on the bed and leaning against the wall so her feet were pointed toward her friend. Then I heard the unmistakable sound of the vibrator turning on. "Ooohh, these are good batteries. Your mom won't hear this?" Kate didn't answer but rolled over toward the head of her bed and partly out of view. When she rolled back, she had a remote in her hand, and soon I heard music in the room. It was some rapper I didn't know talking about his sexy bitches. Two of those sexy bitches were in the room now, and as one masturbated, the other watched from her bed. Kate didn't do anything but watch, but the expression on her face was too much for me. I had to see what was going on by the desk. The door was too far closed to create a gap by the hinge, and I would have to open it a little further to get any chance at a view. I kept an eye on Kate as I pushed the door open a millimeter at a time. Her eyes never went my way, and soon I saw a slight crack of light from the hinge side of the door. However, from the angle I was sitting, I could only see the wall right next to the closet. I needed to shift over about two feet. I moved the first foot very carefully, not wanting to rush anything, but not wanting the show to be over before I could see it. I took another careful step and put my foot down on something I thought was secure, but it was a high heel shoe, and as I transferred my weight, it tipped and I lost my balance. There was that moment of panic as I hung in the air, and then I knew I was going to fall forward. My hand reached up for the doorknob, hoping to somehow keep myself in the closet, but I only batted at the knob, throwing the door wide open and spilling out onto the bedroom floor. A pair of screams greeted me, followed by an intense scuffling of the girl by the desk, until she was safely hidden behind the open door, and then by laughter from Kate. I looked up from my sprawled position to see Kate still on the bed. She had pulled her body into a tight sitting position and had a large pillow in front of her, but she was laughing. "Danny boy," she said, "you big pervert. What are you doing in my closet? Have you been trying on my underwear?" "Huh?" was all I could respond back. I pushed myself up and realized my right hand was still clutching the bra and panties I had set out on the floor. That's why I hadn't been able to grab onto the knob. I knelt there, just outside the closet, holding out her underwear as if it were an explanation. As if they had been lost in the closet and I was just finding them for her. To my right, around the open door, the brunette poked her head around to look at me. I had no idea how many clothes she was wearing. She only half frowned, and laughed at me. "Meet Crystal, my best friend," Kate introduced us. "Crys this is Daniel." The brunette only nodded briefly at me and then hid again behind the door. I heard more rustling clothes and figured she was pulling them on this time. "We were just talking about you, Danny. But then, you probably know that, don't you?" She was all smiles as she looked at me, still holding the pillow in front of her. "Had we known you liked wearing girl's underwear, we would have made different plans." I thought she was taking this very well. If only I knew how to respond. I just dropped the underwear I was holding on the floor. "Yes," she said. "Those look good on me, but I don't think they would fit you. Why don't you get back in that closet, and I'll find something for you to wear." "What?" "I said get back in the closet." She got off the bed and held the pillow high in the air as if to hit me with it. I took in her gorgeous body underneath, and my hesitation cost me. She whacked me hard on the head with the pillow. It didn't hurt, but I instinctively did as she said and moved back into the closet. Kate used her foot to move the bra I had dropped out of the way, as the door wouldn't have slid over it, and then shut the door on me. "Now, you stay in there like a good pervert until we tell you to come out." I don't know if it was the lack of air flow with the door closed or if it was just my sudden confusion of emotions, but I found it hard to breath at first. What had I got myself into? The girls seemed playful enough, given the circumstance, and it had sounded like they wanted to me to check them out and that they even got off on it, but doing something in secret and doing it in the open were two different things. But then, I might pose as a certain fantasy to them. After tomorrow, they would probably never see me again. I might come back next year, but then they would be in college. They could do what ever they wanted and not have to worry about any type of relationship happening. Plus, I hoped they thought I looked cute. I didn't spend all that time in the weight room in college so girls wouldn't look at me. But what was Kate talking about girl's underwear for. She had to know that I was going through her drawers to see her unmentionables, right? I mean, she knew I didn't really want to try them on. Outside in the room, I heard a bunch of hushed whispers and giggling. I could hear drawers being opened as well as the unfortunate sounds of close being put back on. After a couple minutes, the door finally opened and I saw Kate looking down at me. She was dressed again, but looked really good. She was wearing the cut-off shorts from yesterday, which were a dark blue denim and a tied together half-shirt that didn't even cover her ribs. Add some white boots and pom-poms and she could be in the poster on her wall rooting for the Cowboys. I saw off in the corner on the pile of her clothes that she had taken off the bra and panties she had been wearing while sitting on the bed. Had she put on the ones I had picked out for her? I got up and walked into the room. Crystal was still wearing her school outfit: a narrow knee length denim skirt and a button down blouse that was short enough to reveal her pierced navel any time she moved her arms. There was a chair sitting in front of the closet door. "Have a seat," Kate said. She was clearly the leader. "Now you obviously heard what we were planning to do. I've been watching you check me out all week and am getting sick of you not doing anything about it. We were going to invite you to swim with us this afternoon and have some fun, but now that you know about it, there's no point." I guess playing hard to get doesn't work if the guy knows the girls actually want to be gotten. It made sense. They wanted to tease me into making the first move (or maybe even betting if I would do anything) and now that game wouldn't work. "Because you spoiled or game," Crystal said. "We are going to play a new one." "If you are a good boy, we will give you a show. If not, then you get nothing and can go to bed wondering what could have been. And if you try leaving right now, then I will tell my father and brother that you were in my room going through my underwear drawer and they will drive you to the bus station tonight." I nodded. I had no intention of leaving the room. They wanted to have fun with me, fine. If they embarrassed me, fine. If they made good on their promise to give me a show, I would not complain. Like I thought before, we would never see each other after tomorrow. If I was their private joke for all time, I didn't care. "Good," Crystal said. "Now strip." That was all? They just wanted to see me in my underwear? I had no problem with that. I stood up and began to pull off my shirt. "Wait!" Kate said. They had turned off the music when I had been in the closet, but now she went back to the stereo. Her IPod was plugged in and she shuffled through a few songs and then hit play. The song was "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun." You're kidding, right? I was pretty sure this song came out before they were born. Probably before I was born. I shrugged my shoulders and pulled off my shirt. Crystal "ooohhed" and my smooth, tanned, and muscular chest, but Kate frowned. "We said 'strip,' not 'take your clothes off.'" She shook her hips a bit to the music. "If you don't do it right, the games off." I sighed. They apparently weren't going to make this easy. I moved my hips a bit, trying to find some type of dance beat in the heavily synthesized music. I moved to the belt on my jeans and looked down to see I was also wearing socks. I took a seat and tugged off the white socks in beat with the music and then whirling them over my head before tossing them into the corner of the room. The girls laughed and cheered, and I tried to feed off their energy. I stood again and pulled my belt off through the loops. I doubled over the leather band and slapped my hips with it, turning half way to invite them to look at my ass. I turned all the way then, undid the front of my jeans and looking at them over my shoulder. I bumped the pants down an inch at a time to the music and then dropped them all the way. They cheered again as I continued to move my hips. I was wearing boxer briefs, which I feel is the perfect underwear for guys. Tighty whities look dorky no matter how good a body you have, and anything tighter than that is just weird. Boxers, on the other hand give no support, and aren't in any way sexy. I thought I looked pretty good, and I turned around to show the girls. They clapped and cheered some more. I moved a little more to the music, but I was pretty much done. Eventually I just took a seat. Bedroom Slave Kate turned down the music and looked at me. "What are you doing?" "I stripped." "Not all the way," Crystal said. "You want me to strip naked?" I was incredulous. They both nodded and then turned the music back up. There was only about thirty second left to this miserable song and I stood up and took off my underwear. They giggled, and I knew why. "I'm a little nervous," I argued. Of all the times I've been betrayed by an erection, you'd think the one time you want to be big, it wouldn't be a problem. I wasn't exactly tiny, but in my current state, I'm sure any pictures of guys they might have seen online would be way bigger. So, as the music ended, I just stood there without a stitch on looking at the girls laugh at me. I felt like my guy downstairs was shriveling back into me by the second. "Look," I said. "I was a good sport, now make good on your promise and show me something. See if you can impress my dick, and I promise it will impress you." "Sure," Kate said between giggles. "What do you want us to do?" "Strip," I said obviously. They both shook their heads. "Not quite. Ask us to take something off, and we will." This was their game after all. "Fine, take off your tops." "How predictable," Crystal sighed, but they complied. "One at a time," I said, my dick already beginning to stir at the thought of them shedding clothes. Kate went first. She slowly undid the tie in front of her shirt, creating an open front in the top. She pulled the two sides straight down, letting me see the center of the lacy white bra I had picked out and pushing her cleavage together. Then she turned around, flashed the wall, by opening the shirt completely, and then looked over her shoulder at me as she slid the sleeves off. She shook her hips a bit as she turned around, letting me see how the soft white cups held her perfect breasts snug against her chest. Crystal was next. She unbuttoned her blouse from the bottom, pulling the shirt wide after each one to show me her tight stomach and the diamond stud in her navel. She kept that pattern all the way until the last button, giving me a brief view of a brightly colored bikini top before the shirt closed again for the top button. She didn't turn around, but after undoing the top button, she just let the shirt hang naturally. It stayed closed for a while, but after shaking her shoulders a bit, her large chest pushed through, and the halves of the shirt slid down either side. She had massive breasts, too, barely squeezed into one of Kate's triangle bikini tops. It was a bright yellow tropical print that, contrasted with her deep tan, made her skin come alive. She gently pulled the shirt off her shoulders and let it slide backwards off her arms. She put her hands on her hips and struck a great pose. "Better?" Kate asked. "What do you think?" I said, my hand moving down to heft my new size. The girls looked down and smiled. I wasn't erect, but I was definitely engorged now. "Much better," they both said. Kate turned to her dresser and pulled out some underwear and tossed it at me. "You like girl's underwear? Then put these on." I held up the sports bra and large white panties. "They're from my chubby days," Kate explained, "they should fit you." The panties were beyond granny panties. They had some type of control top that would probably go up several inches past my waist. They were an extra large pair, and looking at Kate's slim waist, I had a hard time believing these were hers. The idea that they wanted me to put on her mother's underwear did cross my mind. "Put them on or my dad finds out," Kate said. I did as I was told. I put one foot through at a time, and the leg holes were not easy to pull up over my thighs. It was even harder to stuff my swollen package inside the narrow strip that made up the crotch. Each of my balls took turns sliding out either side as I shoved the other in. The girls laughed. They better get naked by the end of this or I would be very upset. The crisscross banded top of the panties hugged tight against my abdomen and I could see how these could slim your appearance. My dick was straight up inside. It would be tough to get an erection in these, and if I did, I would still be several inches from poking up above the waistband. Now the bra. It was a sports bra with no cups and was not an extra large. I was pretty sure this was something she wore now while working out. Still, it was a very stretchy knit material, and the give in the bra usually used for stuffing in breasts, I used just to get it around my chest. It actually wasn't too uncomfortable once I got it on. In the process of shifting my body to get it on, my left nut slipped out again, and I didn't bother to fix it. There was no more music anymore, and I just stood there with an exasperated look on my face when I was done. "You look very pretty," Kate said as both girls laughed. I didn't mind. Their laughter was deep enough to make their breasts jiggle. "And since you heard, that I masturbated last night thinking about you checking me out, and since you want to try on my underwear and be in my room, you should also learn how I get off." She turned around and produced the vibrator she. "Now you will do it like a girl does it." She handed me the vibrator. I looked at it, and then at the straight jacked my dick was in. With my sack squeezing out of either side of the panties, it almost looked like I had huge pussy lips. But I didn't. What was I supposed to do with the vibrator? "Use it through the panties," Kate explained. "Maybe if you showed me how you do it-" "Not a chance," Kate cut me off. "I know a pervert like you has seen enough videos on the internet to know how it is done. Now get to work." I wanted to argue. But I didn't know what to say. I thought being the sex toy for a couple hot teenage girls would be thrilling, but so far having them laugh at me and dress me up in girl's underwear and then have me masturbate with a vibrator wasn't that much fun. The lack of "fun" translated to my dick, and it started to shrink back down inside the white vise around my body. I removed the plastic texture pad that was on top of the vibrator and just used the three metal nubs. I turned it to its lowest setting and started to massage myself through the panties. I found the base of my dick easily enough, but the vibrations tickled more than anything else. I tried rubbing it up and down, but I didn't know how this was ever going to excite me enough to actually be successful. "With guys-" I tried to explain. "You're not a guy right now," Crystal interrupted. "You need to learn to do it like a girl." "Do girls ever use visual aids?" I asked. Kate's eyes unconsciously went to the boy band poster that hung over the foot over her bed. It was positioned so she could see it straight on if she were sitting up in bed. Dirty little girl. Kate saw that her eyes betrayed her. "What do you want?" "Take off your shorts and skirt." The girls looked at each other and nodded. I turned the vibrator off, but kept rubbing myself as the girls gave me a little show. Crystal went first this time. She first smoothed out the skirt on her legs, rubbing her hands over her hips and butt. She rotated her hips a little as she rubbed, getting her self in a groove. Eventually, she moved her fingers to the back zipper and pulled it down. She turned around and slowly slid the skirt down. The bikini bottom beneath was loosely tied, and it started to come down with the tight skirt as it slid over her round ass. She felt the cooler air on her cheeks as she gave me a half moon, and paused to pull the bottoms up before continuing to slide the skirt down. Soon the skirt was on the floor and she bent at the knees to stick her ass out toward me and shake it around. The ties at her hip were calling out to me as they flopped around on her legs and butt, but she pulled herself up before I could reach out to grab one. She turned around to show off the front. She had a great stomach and smooth tanned thighs that the yellows and oranges in the bikini brought out beautifully. I would get those offer her I promised myself. Kate went next, and didn't turn around. Instead, she undid the button on her shorts and pulled the zipper all the way down showing off the white front of the thong she was wearing. She left them alone for a while, letting her hands roam up her body, cupping her breasts and rising above her head as she bent her knees to wiggle her but down to the floor and back up again. When she was back standing straight, her hands went to her hips with her thumbs inside her shorts. She pushed down on them slowly, revealing more of the white thong until I could see it curl back under her body. She did turn around then, showing off her tight ass in the thong and bending at the waist to pull her shorts all the way down, showing off the bulge of her pussy lips through the thin fabric. She held that pose for a couple seconds, wiggling her ass and then stood back up and turned around. I was hard now, and I continued to rub the metal nubs of the vibrator around my cock, feeling the veins move and slide under the pressure. Both of my balls had escaped out the sides of the panties, and I tried to shift in my seat to pull them down in the back to give me a little slack. "You don't have it on," Crystal critiqued. "You have to turn it on at least or it won't work." It would work fine if they kept stripping, but I satisfied her by thumbing it on to the lowest setting. The vibrating feeling was not unpleasant, but it wasn't what I was used to. The more I thought about it, the more I realized my position of wearing women's underwear and masturbating to an audience. I felt the pressure in my cock start to lessen, and I knew I needed more. "I think you guys need to keep taking things off." "I don't think so," Crystal said with a smile. "You need to earn this show, and you won't get to see anymore until you do what we've asked." "Well, you need to give me something," I pleaded. My eyes spotted a pump lotion container on Kate's vanity. "How about you two apply lotion to each other?" They both looked where I had and saw the bottle. They exchanged looks and shrugged. "Okay," Kate replied. "Men," Crystal sighed, "they are so high maintenance. He's really like a little girl." They both looked at my outfit and laughed again. However, they did (bless their hearts) go get the lotion bottle. Crystal did Kate first, pumping the white lotion into her hand and the rubbing it onto her friend's back. She started slowly, but soon moved her hands in big sweeping motions, following the contour of Kate's hourglass figure, over her hips and rubbing her bare ass. Her fingers slid under the back of the bra strap and rotated around so the tips of her fingers just caressed the side of Kate's breasts. The shorter girl purred at this, and then they got into it. Crystal liberally added moisturizer and went all over her friend's body, creaming her thighs and stomach, her fingers playing with the top of the thong, dipping inside an inch or two with each pass. Crystal massaged the ribcage, her knuckles pushing up under the hard bottom of the push-up bra and revealing the bottom of Kate's full breasts. Kate moaned and purred as Crystal's fingers worked the moisturizer into her. And I worked the vibrator into me, pushing hard into my cock and rolling the head of the device over every inch of my throbbing member. Soon Kate had had enough and she turned to do Crystal. Instead of pumping it into her hand first, she tilted the bottle and shot the cream at Crystal in the front. It looked like a cum shot to me, splashing against her breasts and dripping down her stomach to outline the top of her bikini bottoms. Kate wasn't deterred by the edges of clothing either. The string bikini top didn't have the hard under wires or padding of the bra, and Kate's fingers slipped easily under the brightly colored triangles to massage Crystal's massive breasts. She was aggressive and fast, but also careful, not letting me see anything other than the cleavage I had seen before. She was fully cupping each breast, and as she moved her hands in and out of the suit, she made sure the small triangles always fell back in place. Crystal was oblivious to her level of exposure though as her head was rolled back and her mouth open in a silent moan. Her shoulders rolled back and forth, with her massage, enjoying ever bit of it. I saw Kate tweak her tits a few times, and when she finally removed her hands, Crystal's nipples were poking through the thin material. The two girls were facing each other, giving me a side view of the action, and as Kate wrapped her arms around her friend to spread the moisturizer, I watched her pull the bikini bottom into her butt crack creating an impromptu thong. Kate worked the butt cheeks, kneading them like dough, lifting and pushing them together with vigor. Above, their breasts were now pushed together, shifting their cleavage up and down as Kate moved about her friend's body. She put her fingers under the side ties and rotated them back to the front. Her finger tips found the jackpot deep in the front of her bikini, and Crystal went rigid as she bit her lip and thrust her hips against the curious fingers. I was building up fast, watching the show in front of me. The unorthodox method of jerking off was not speeding things along as it should, and I knew if I could have my dick out in my hand, I could hit them from where I sat. Instead I was built up to the brink, but I didn't know how to push myself over the edge. Watching their bodies mash together should have been enough, but I knew I needed just a little bit more. "You guys should kiss," I said weakly, my voice coming through as squeaks. As if they had been waiting for me to say just that, Crystal tilted her head back down and met Kate's coming up. Their tongues touched first, pushing their way into each other's mouths as their breasts continued to roll against each other. Their hands curled around their bodies, feeling up each other's asses and pulling at their bottoms as if they needed to come off. I agreed, but right now I had to deal with the fact that I was about to explode. "ahhhhAAAHHH . . ." I started unconsciously, and the girls in front took a brief pause in their oral exploratory adventures to turn cheek to cheek to look at me while their hands paused on each other's butt cheeks. I know about that spot right in front of the anus that if you apply pressure during sex, the orgasm doubles and quadruples in intensity. There was plenty of pressure their now and I could feel my contractions as my body tried to push my ejaculate past. Finally the pressure was too much and I cried out as my body sat up straight. I dropped the vibrator on the carpeted floor and my hands when to my cock. It was still pinned to my abdomen, but it convulsed the same, filling Kate's panties with shot after shot of cum. The girls watched in amazement as the white cotton became wet and transparent, revealing the amazing sexual activity below. It was probably one of the largest cum shots I had ever had, as I had been too nervous to jerk off in my friend's house, so it had almost been a full week. Yet none of it flew through the air and just worked its way through out the panties. I finally relaxed when it was over, leaning back in the chair, exhausted. The girls released each other and came over to kneel next to me to get a closet look. Their faces were inches away, but they didn't touch me. Instead they watched as the rock hardness of my erection left me, and my dick squirmed in its own liquid like an eel in an aquarium. They mumbled something to themselves, but my head was ringing, and I didn't hear it. Instead I flexed my dick muscles a few times, more for myself than them, but they giggled and chatted all the more as I did it. "You did a good job," Kate finally said, moving away from me and standing up. Crystal moved away too, but she stayed low, her eyes still fixed on the unique sight in front of her. "Now it is time to clean up. Follow me." She started to walk to the door, but I was still sitting down, breathing hard. "Wait a minute," I struggled to say. "I'm not going anywhere like this." I was wearing a cum soaked pair of granny panties and a sports bra. "You will go where we say, or you will not see anything else," Crystal argued. "I think I've done enough to see everything you have," I argued. Kate put her hands on her hips as she stood at the door. "Remember who was snooping in whose bedroom. We don't have to show you anything and I still have every right to tell my father what you were doing and what you . . ." she motioned toward my soaked panties, "did." She opened the door. "My mom is still in the basement for at least another hour, and Dad and Jeff won't be home for another 2 hours at least. Come." I didn't have the strength to argue, and I wanted these panties off me as soon as possible. I got up on weak knees and stumbled after Kate, with Crystal walking behind me. I heard her chuckle at how my sweaty butt must look in the underwear, but I didn't care. I would get these girls in the end. I knew I would. The trip to the bathroom was short, and Crystal hurried in behind me to shut the door and lock it. The shower and tub were separate and the shower stall was nice and big. There was a flip down chair in the back of it so a woman could shave her legs in there. "Get in the shower and take those off." I didn't need to be told twice. I pulled the sticky panties off and hoped they were eventually going in the trash. My dick felt relieved to finally be free of that confinement, and I could feel the blood flowing again. For now I left the panties on the floor of the shower and turned on the water. I pulled off the sports bra too and didn't need to be told how to clean off. The girls sat on the large double sink and watched as I soaped up my balls and cleaned off everything. After a few minutes I thought I was as clean as I was going to get and I turned off the water. "Not yet," Kate said. "Your time as a girl isn't over yet." I stood naked and dripping wet in the shower, looking very much like a man, by skin red from the hot water and my dick still big. What could she want me to do know? Kate pulled out a can of feminine shaving cream and a pink razor. She shook them in her hands as she smiled at me. "I am not shaving my legs," I told her. "No, no, of course not," Kate agreed. "That would be evidence everyone could see, and we would be here all night. No, you are going to shave your balls. No girl really has that hard a time shaving her legs, we do it so often. But to look good in a bikini, there is a lot more tender shaving that guys never have to experience." Not true, I thought. I've shaved my balls before. If you want your girlfriend to put her face down there, you might as well try to make it as appealing as possible. "Okay, I'll do it, but I was promised more skin if I cooperated." The girls nodded reluctantly and they both started to reach up behind them to unhook or untie their tops. "Stop!" I called. "I get to do it." They looked uncertain. "You want me to shave? Then I take your tops off. Don't worry, I don't bite." There was another silent exchange between them and then they walked over the few steps toward me. I turned to Kate first. I wanted to leave the bigger breasts for lasts, but I also thought Kate was being too bossy and needed to get stripped first. She was still holding the shaving cream and razor in her hands and didn't move when I reached for her. Her eyes went up and down my nakedness until I was too close for it. My fingers gently brushed her shoulders, knocking the straps from their purchase. I pulled them down over her arms a bit, revealing some more cleavage and making her breasts jiggle. Bedroom Slave I reached around with one hand and with a well practiced maneuver had the clasp undone. Her bra fell forward, and she caught it with her arms. They might be smaller, but they were perfect. Not a hint of any hair or freckle. She had tan lines, but not that bad, and I was sure with her father at work and Jeff in school, she spent some time topless by the pool. I reached out gently with my fingers and squeezed the breasts a bit, letting my fingers trace their way to her tits and then tweaking them. She gasped at the feeling, and I left her with that on her mind. With Crystal, I didn't waste time. The triangles could slide on the lower string to be fully adjustable, and with both hands moving in opposite directions, and slid the covering away. Her breast popped out and hung over the bottom string a bit. They were nowhere nearly as perfectly shaped as Kate's, and they probably looked better in the bikini, but there was something extra erotic about them when exposed. Her areolas were a bit big for my taste, as were her long nipples, but imagining them swaying if I fucked her doggy style or having them bouncing in my face if she were sitting in my lap made me start to get hard again. I felt them up for a few seconds and decided I could get used to them if I had to. "Very nice ladies," I said, backing away from them. I hadn't really taken off Crystal's top yet, and she started to move the triangles back in place. "No, no, no," I said, looking at what she was doing. Kate turned to and frowned at her friend. If one of them was going to be topless, they both were. "Okay, okay," Crystal placated us. She reached behind her back and pulled the strings loose and took the top off. I took the razor and shaving cream from Kate. "One more thing," I told them. "When I am done, you are both going to suck it." "We are not," Kate said, though not very firmly. "Yes you are, and not just because I am telling you to, but because you want to." I paused as I watch them exchange glances. It looked like they were each silently asking the other, "You do?" "Yes," I answered their unspoken words, "you do. That is why you had me clean it up. That is why you are having me shave it. You want a close look at this cock, and I will give it to you, but you will have to suck on it." "You won't shoot anything in our faces?" Crystal asked. "Cause I'm not up for that." "You think I have anything left?" I motioned toward the sodden panties in the shower. "We'll do it," Kate agreed after a nod from Crystal, "but you better not cum on us." "Ladies, please," was all I said and then got to work. Like I said, I had shaven down there before, and it wasn't that hard. The trick was trying to get your sack to inflate a bit. If it is all loose skin, you will cut yourself. Luckily, with two topless girls in front of me, there was no chance of anything down their being loose. I took a seat on the very edge of the flip down seat in the shower and lathered up. It takes short, slow strokes. You have to always be conscious of where your dick is too. By pulling it in certain directions, you can flatten out different sections of your sack. I imagine to the girls it looked like I was playing some type of weird arcade game, moving my penis like it was a joystick. There is no grain to cut against, at least on the sack. The hairs just pop out at any angle they want. So you need to stroke the blade in all directions to make sure you get it smooth. For the hair at the base of the penis, it's best to let that soak in the shaving cream as long as possible to get it as soft as possible. I usually liked to trim it with a clippers first, but that wasn't an option now. After five minutes of careful work, I stood up and cleaned off in the running water. I then walked over to the two girls, who hadn't been able to take their eyes off the process the whole time. I don't think either of them blinked. They both crouched down a bit and began to gently touch and stroke it, feeling all of the freshly smooth contours. I walked past them, getting a few complaints at first, but went to the towel rack and took two down to fold and put on the hard tile floor. "Kneel on these," I suggested. They did and then continued their examination. They made no move to bring my dick to their mouths, but I let them play a bit first, knowing they would eventually come around to the idea. Their fingers were exploratory first, feeling me out and working me up into an erection. I wasn't so naïve as to think either of these girls were a virgin, but a quickie in the backseat of a car with a boyfriend that is only interested in one thing is a little different than being given free reign to explore a man's clean shaven genitals. Crystal was actually the first to take the plunge, extending her tongue to lick my shaft delicately. Kate watched her with interest and then joined in on the other side. My view was heaven. Both girls' hard nipples brushed against my thighs as their tongues made slow circuits around my ever hardening shaft. It had been long enough now to regain an erection after my last orgasm, and with this type of prodding, it didn't long. The girls watched and giggled as it went from a five-inch sausage arched toward the floor to an eight-inch rock hard pipe arched toward their faces. Again Crystal was the first to experiment trying to fit the head in her mouth. She had to straighten her legs as high as they could go while kneeling to attack it from above, but she got it most of the way in. She left it there and swirled her tongue around for a few glorious seconds and the pulled back. "It's big," she replied, slurping up some drool that tried to escape. Kate took her turn. She was the smaller girl in every way, and she didn't get quite as far down it as Crystal, but her inexperienced tongue made up for it, darting around my head in a chaotic method that sent shivers up and down my spine. They traded off and on now, playing with my balls like someone trying to count the remaining tiles in a scrabble bag from the outside and sucking and licking my cock with ever increasing vigor. It turned into a contest between them who could take it in further or who slurp on it louder or who make me moan louder. They had already stripped me, forced me to wear women's underwear, and masturbate. Now they began to take this new activity as an additional type of torture. Arousing me and then backing off to switch places. Since they were told I had nothing left to shoot at them, they figured they could get me all riled up and I wouldn't be able to orgasm. Boy, were they in for a surprise. I almost lost my chance when a bit of precum began to leak out. They tasted it before they saw it, but when they did see it, they looked up at me in concern. "I thought you said you were done?" Kate asked. "That's all I have left," I said in a strained voice as if it were causing me pain. Crystal looked at the slow, pathetic dripping from my cock as if this were an orgasm. "Aww," she said as if talking to a baby. "Is that all you have left? I bet there is more in there." And she went at me with vigor, sucking and stroking like she hadn't done before. My moaning increased ten-fold and I could see her look up at me from her work, a mischievous grin in her eyes. Kate shoved her aside to take her turn. She too went at it vigorously, using her hand as if it were an extension of her mouth. She added a twist with her wrist too that drove me insane. I was holding onto my orgasm now, like a man hanging from a rope atop a 50 story building. They traded off again and with each variation in their methods, it was like they were hanging 20-pound weights to my body as I hung from the rope. Crystal went at it for thirty seconds and then Kate traded off again. My hands were getting sweaty as my grip on the figurative rope slipped more and more. When Crystal nearly swallowed me whole after the next trade off, it was too much and I let go of the rope. "Arrghhhh!" I grunted. Crystal pulled her face away, still holding my cock in her hands and smiled up at me at the agony she thought she was causing me. That's when I hit her in the face. With her aiming my cock at her upturned face, I hit her in the bridge of her nose, filling her nostrils and overflowing up on her cheeks and into her mouth. "Ugh!" she cried and fell back. Kate was mesmerized by the sight, probably having never seen an ejaculation up close like this. So I gave her a closer look. My left hand came down to hold the back of her head as my right took my cock and stroked a second stream into her face. She had enough time to close her eyes, which was good, because I hit her right between them. True to my earlier word, I didn't have much left, and both blasts were pretty small, but they were enough to hit the girls, and after the second convulsion, I was pretty much done. I let my cock go as it grew soft quickly and dripped on the towel on the floor as I tried to regain my breath. The girls just knelt there screaming and waving their hands in the air, not wanting to touch the offending cum on their face, but also feeling it run down, threatening to drip on the rest of their bodies. Finally they both got up and rushed to the sink. This orgasm wasn't as intense, and the humor of the situation allowed me to come back down to earth rather quickly. This was the turning of the tables. They had been in control up until now. Their threat of going to dad was no longer an option. It was time for me to take control. Before me were two perfect asses bent over in front of the sinks. They were different, but each perfect. One was large and plump with a perfect round shape to it. The other, in a thong, was tight and firm. I walked up between these two fine pieces of ass, not worrying what their upper halves were doing. I had a hand for each, and I reached down inside their bottoms, my palms flat against them with my middle finger sliding down their crack. They each straightened at the sink a bit, distracted from their washing efforts. My movement was quick and strong, and I had slid underneath them both with my middle fingers plunging into their tight cunts. They each began to protest, but I pushed them forward into the edge of the sink. Both of them braced their hands on the counter in front of them, and with a groan I lifted each of them up. Neither of them was that heavy, maybe 120lbs for Crystal, Kate being much lighter, and their hands on the counter took up a lot of that weight. I routinely curled half their body weight in the gym. "Hey, put us . . ." the voice trailed off as my middle finger began to wiggle around inside them. They kicked backwards a bit, but I was not standing behind them. The more they wriggled, the deeper my fingers went. Both of their hands were braced on the counter on either side of the sink, and to move an arm would mean to do a face plant in the sink. I had them where I wanted them. "I have been a good boy," I said gruffly, my arms getting tired. "I was promised a show, and so far you guys haven't given one. I did everything you asked me to do." "You said you wouldn't shoot in our faces," Crystal cried. She wasn't really crying. I guessed her voice cracked only because she was being hoisted in the air by her pussy. "I told you I didn't think I had anything left. I had no idea you little sluts were that good at cock sucking. Did you guys take a class, or do you blow every guy at school?" It was rough, but I was frustrated. "An orgasm is an involuntary action. You did it to me. So far you have done everything to me. Things are going to change. Understand?" I hoisted their asses another inch or to in the air. "We understand." They answered too quickly, meaning they were lying, or down deep they wanted to take orders for me. My ego allowed me to believe the latter. And, lucky for me, I was right. "I am going to put you down and then we are going to go back to the bedroom. Okay?" Both girls nodded. "Okay?" I said a little louder, using the last of my arm strength to pull up a little further. "Okay!" they both answered. I gently lowered their hot asses back down so their feet could touch the ground. They were pretty much done, cleaning up at the sink, and they each turned around to look up at me, a mixture of fear and excitement in their eyes. Their naked breasts rose and fell with their accelerated breathing, their nipples hard as rocks. "To the bedroom," I instructed, pointing toward the door. I worried for a moment about leaving the discarded articles in the bathroom, but we would be back for them before anyone else came upstairs. In the bedroom I had both girls stand in front of the bed while I put on my boxer briefs. It's not that I didn't want to be naked in front of them any more, but I felt more in control when I wasn't flopping around. The girls stood quietly, no longer giggling or smiling. They were wet from the sinks, as I had not given them time to dry off. There was also the look of expectation on their faces. I was experienced in ways they were not. They were still learning about sex and they looked ready to be taught. "Take those off," I said, looking down at the bottoms they still wore. Neither girl hesitated. Kate dropped her thong to the floor while Crystal simultaneously pulled on both bikini ties. Neither of them was shaved clean. It was tough to say if either of them was even trimmed. There was not a lot of hair on either girl, but some women had more than others. There was not so much though, and their waiting lips were clearly visible. "Lie down on your backs," I continued my instructions. They did and I went up to each of them for their examinations. Kate was first again, and as my fingers parted her lips I felt a slight groan move through her. She rotated her hips as she arched her back, practically begging me to enter her. I didn't though. I merely spread her lips to look at the cute pink flower below. I did giver her a few licks, though, flicking her clit at the end of each. She tasted good, almost fruity with a hint of sour and sweet. I left her pussy too soon (in her mind -- and mine) and went to Crystal. Her pussy was puffier, the lips looking very swollen. I wondered if women could get injections in their vulva like they could in lips further up. I sincerely doubted a girl of 18 had, but they looked very inviting. Swollen as they were, they required very little spreading, and once open, they stayed that way. Crystal was a darker red than Kate, and if the puffy lips were a result of more blood flow, that would make sense. Her clit was swollen too, looking like the post of a door knocker. I was going to do some knocking, but not quite yet. "You girls are very lovely. I'm sure you play with these beautiful pussies all the time. I would like to see that. I want to watch you masturbate." I picked up the vibrator from the floor where I had left it and handed it to Crystal. I looked at Kate, "Where is your dildo?" "What?" Kate replied, a little too emphatically. "I don't have one of those." I stood quietly for a few seconds looking at her. "Where is your dildo?" I asked again with the tone that let her know I did not want to have to ask again. Kate sighed. "Bottom drawer on the left under the jeans." As I turned to get it, I listened to the girls' exchange. "Kate? You told me you didn't have one." "Crys, it's private. It goes inside. I didn't want to share it. Besides, you go through all my batteries with the rabbit. You should get your own." "Well, I thought we were-" I turned around with the 9-inch piece of purple hard rubber in my hand and they both shut up. I handed the dildo to Kate. "Now, each of you are going to masturbate, but you are going to do it to each other. Show each other what you like, what gets you off. You won't be done until you both orgasm." "We need to do each other?" Kate asked, realizing the dildo I had handed her would now have to be shared. "Yes," I replied. Crystal didn't hesitate and turned the vibrator to a high setting and reached down and across to her friend's pussy. They were lying next to each other on the bed and now slid closer together so their bare hips were touching. Kate bit her lip and arched her back again as Crystal went to work between her legs, and the selfish girl finally decided to share, turning her toy on as well and reach down and across to Crystal's wet pussy. Crystal gasped sharply as the large, vibrating prosthetic entered her tight hole and didn't let go of that breath for ten seconds until Kate pulled it back out. The tip of the dildo danced on Crystal's quivering clit for a second or two and then plunged back in. Crystal responded by rotating her toy on Kate's private nerve center, tracing out letters only she knew and following patterns that seemed rehearsed. Together, the two girls worked each other skillfully, each occasionally hitting a sensitive spot that distracted them from their activities for a while. That ended after a few seconds, and then the other would repay the favor. They both sung together in a perfect duet of moans and cries, and despite my activity already, I felt a familiar swelling in my boxers. It was a good thing, too, because as I sat there watching the two beauties playing with each other on the bed and seeing their moist pussies in action, I knew I had to feel that tight grip on my cock. It looked like Kate was getting close and I gave a warning. "Don't come too soon. You must do it together." They changed their tactics then, letting Kate do most of the work between Crystal's legs while the taller girl only occasional tapped her toy against her friend's clit, keeping her on the edge for when she was ready. When it looked like that moment was about to come I gave new orders. "Now finish yourself of on your own with your hands." Each girl eagerly dropped their toy and reached down with their fingers, stroking and plunging in with a passion. I got off my chair and knelt down in front of Kate who I guessed would be first. She was and the arch in her back grew more and more until after a moment of complete stillness, her hips bucked and she let out an orgasmic cry. She bounced up on the bed, speaking in tongues for almost ten seconds, and I watched from a close, but safe distance as the muscles around her sex flexed open and closed. Next to her, Mount Crystal was about to erupt, and I shifted for another view. Her orgasm was completely different. Instead of arching her back, her legs extended out on either side of me and went stiff as a board, her toes spreading wide. Her back too went completely rigid as only her fingers had any movement. Slowly a small tremor started in her hips and then exploded across the rest of her body like the shock wave of an explosion. She let out a long solid tone that vibrated with her body like a child bouncing at the end of a father's knee. Watching her massive breasts jiggle throughout the orgasm was quite impressive as well. Soon both girls were panting heavily on the bed, their hands investigating the crime scene on each other's body, desperately wanting to know if they had felt the same thing. They hummed playful as they gingerly groped their soaking wet pussies. "It looks like you girls need to kiss and make up." They agreed and were soon intertwined on the bed. I retrieved the still vibrating toys, turned them off, and put them back in a drawer. My eyes never left the pair in front of me though. As their legs wrapped and unwrapped around each other, their pussies flashed me almost teasingly. I was fully hard now, and as good as the blow job had felt, I wanted to really fuck those girls. I dropped my boxers and walked over. Kate was on top when I came over and I lifted up on her hips, getting her to her knees while her lips and tongue stayed entwined with the girl below her. I spent a short time stroking her smooth skin and hard ass before plunging my cock between her thighs and into her hot, moist cunt. She let out a vibrant moan at the unexpected intrusion but then went back to work on her friend with out too much hesitation. Bedroom Slave It was a great view from behind, but what I knew I really wanted was to see Crystal's breast bounce with me inside her. I pounded Kate hard though, knowing I was still a long way from a third orgasm, but maybe thinking I could get Kate to come again. I reached under her with one hand and felt my way to her clit. She moaned again, this time too much to keep on playing tonsil hockey with Crystal. Crystal looked down beneath her friend to see why. She giggled and then I felt her sliding toward me, off the bed and between Kate's legs. I widened my stance to give her room on the floor next to the bed, and watched as her amazing breasts appeared beneath me. Then she stopped and I could feel her nose pushing away my fingers. Next I felt her tongue on my cock as it slid in and out. She adjusted up and I felt my balls crashing into her chin as she began to suck and lick at her friend's clit. It didn't take long then and as Kate's cries of "Oh, fuck, yes!" reached a volume I thought might not be safe for our secret encounter, she came again, falling forward away from me and bouncing around on the bed above Crystal's head. We let her be and I motioned to the other girl to stand. She was already squatting on the floor with her shoulders arched back on the bed. She stood and I led her back to my chair. I sat down, my glistening cock standing straight up in my lap. She took a seat, and a few seconds later I had her bouncing breasts in my face. Crystal was mostly quiet and her legs worked against the floor to create the bounce. I reached around, clenching her full ass in my strong hands and bounced her even harder. As she slammed down on me, I finally started to get a sound out of her. I looked for any evidence of her stiffening routine before an orgasm, but she seemed as fluid as ever, tossing her brown hair about her head as she rode me hard. It felt like I might actually come again before she did, but then her feet left the floor as her legs lifted up at a right angle to her torso. I flexed my muscles to keep her bouncing as long as I could as her neck went straight and her eyes rolled up in her head. She went still again for a second, and then the eruption came from her pussy again. She vibrated on me like the energizer bunny, and it was the most amazing feeling I had ever had on my cock, which then suddenly spasmed with her. I buried my face between her jiggling breasts and my dick continued to convulse inside her. There was no way she could tell that I was coming too, and I doubted I had one sperm left to risk pregnancy. We both just enjoyed the ride for the next 30 seconds until she collapsed in my lap, her head resting on my shoulder. Kate was now sitting up on the bed trying to catch her own breath. I tested my legs for stability, and thinking I would be okay, I stood up and carried Crystal a few short steps to the bed, and dropped her next to her friend. I pulled a tissue from the box next to the bed and cleaned off my very limp and exhausted dick. I tossed the used tissue at the girls and then pulled my boxer shorts back on. I put on my jeans and shirt afterwards and only picked up my socks. "I will be down by the pool in about 15 minutes. Don't keep me waiting too long. And don't forget to clean up the mess in the bathroom. If you aren't down by the pool in half an hour, I will come up looking for you and we will do this again." With that I walked out the door, hoping and praying that Jeff had to work again tomorrow so I could stay home again. Bedroom Submission I climb the stairs heading up to bed. It has been several days since we last had sex and I am in need of release. I already have plans to pull out the harness and fuck her until we both pass out. But when I enter the room she stands there waiting. She is wearing a corset and tall black boots. "On your knees." Immediately I kneel at the foot of the bed, my eyes following her perfectly accented curves as she walks to the closet. The corset pushes her full breasts up and hits just above her rounded ass. "Did I say you could look at me? Eyes forward." I turn and stare straight ahead seeing only the bed and wall. I hear the boots clip along the floor as she walks back over. The fabric pulls firmly over my eyes and my body hums with anticipation as I feel her breasts press tight against my back and the world goes black. My hand travels to her leg and she slaps my ass. "Did I say you could touch me? Hands over your head." I do so as she pulls my shirt over my head. "Hands behind your back." I obediently place my hands behind me as I feel the cold metal and hear the click. If I don't hold my arms just so the cuffs become uncomfortable around my wrists. My pussy throbs with desire as she walks away. "Don't move." I hear her boots clicking the floor downstairs as the sound of the freezer opening travels up to me. She walks slowly back into the room setting something down near me. Walking away I hear the sound of her rifling through the chest of toys. Moments later she walks back over and lights a match, the smell of burning sulfur fills my nose and my pussy is dripping with desire. My body literally quivers as the cold liquid hits my breast and nipple. Slowly the cool liquid drips down my belly. "Lean back," she orders as she pulls my head back. The next instant heat hits my shoulder, then my breast, and finally my nipple. I gasp as her hand rubs over the hot wax peeling it off. Again the cold comes, this time where heat has just been. Dripping down until it reaches the top of my pants. "Stand up," she orders as she helps me get on my feet. She once more presses her body against mine- the feel of her against me makes me desperate for more. I whimper softly as her hands tug my pants off. Her breath comes hot on my pussy as I step out of my pants. Again she presses against me, her hand bringing the cold ice cube against my overheated pussy. I gasp at the sensation, writhing and twisting, pressing against the frigid cube. Her face is next to mine and without thinking I turn to kiss her. "Did I tell you to kiss me?" She asks as she pulls away. "Na ma'am," I whisper as I hear her rifling through the chest. Anticipation fills me as I stand waiting. The clip of her boots returns my way and a gentle slap of fur hits my ass. Disappointment surges through me as I long for the hard leather to slam against my bare ass. Her hand trails along my ass as she whispers in my ear, "That's not what you want, is it?" As the hard leather back slaps against my ass I gasp and moan with pleasure. Twice more it strikes when suddenly she grabs my nipples and pinches as she pulls me toward her. I moan as the pain in my nipples sends my pussy throbbing in overdrive. She steps away again. When she returns I feel something against my skin as she asks, "Do you know what I have?" I breathe quickly as I feel the rubber move over my shoulder, then belly, and then over my ass. "Please," I moan. "Please what?" She asks. "Please fuck me in the ass." I am begging. She walks me to the bed. "Climb up." I awkwardly struggle up onto the bed, collapsing forward with my hands useless for balance. She lifts my hips and I eagerly comply. Her finger trails along my soaked pussy. "I sure wish I knew if this was you or the ice making you so wet." I moan again, my face pressed to the bed, ass high as I try to grind against her finger. Finally, after what seems like hours of wonderful torture the dildo slides into my ass. "God yes," I cry. "Did I say you could speak?" "No ma'am." The dildo hangs just slightly in me, I am afraid to move and make it fall out. I lay there as I hear her moving about. She smacks my ass when she returns, flipping me onto my back as her hand pushes the dildo further into my ass. I feel a second dildo running over my swollen clit. I press against it as she rams it into me hard. I draw a sharp breath, but am so aroused it goes in easily. She begins to pump and I scream in delight as pleasure fills me. I gasp, panting, my pussy worn but still aching for more. She leaves me lying there, the two dildos hanging limp in my holes. A second later I hear the buzz of a vibrator as she climbs on top of me, her hand grasping the limp dildo in my pussy as the vibrator rubs against my alert nipple. She builds this time, slow at first but then quicker as she presses the vibrator to my clit. I am beyond any control as she fucks me hard, then harder, I beg her to stop but don't mean it. She pauses and I plead with her to continue. She chuckles sardonically as she resumes. I pull against my cuffs, bucking my hips against the dildo. My ass plug falls out, she shoves it back in as her speed and mine increase. I am screaming and moaning, drenched in sweat, completely lost in the intense pleasure. My body surges with orgasm and I explode in waves of pleasure. She stops. "Enough?" "Yes," I whimper, though I wish I could handle more my body has reached its limit. She leaves me, sweat soaked, blind-folded, and hand cuffed lying on the bed as she changes into pajamas. When done she comes over, undoes my hand cuffs and removes the blindfold. "Go wash your toys." I obediently walk naked to the cum covered toys, taking care to clean them well before putting them away. I return to bed where my pajamas are laid out and waiting for me. As I put them on she says, "You can sleep in your pool of sweat and cum tonight and think about what a dirty girl you are." Elated, I lay down and go to sleep. Bedroom Surprise This story is a follow up to the 'Bedroom Research' stories. * I think my minds been messed with; a few months back I would not have dreamed of dressing up in girls clothes but now I was looking forward to a special delivery. Mandy had told me what to order and I had been busy on line picking out a nice pair of frilly pink panties and a pretty sissy dress. During the order process I had been rubbing my cock and I had a nice hard on. The choices I made seemed to be very good and I finalised the order. I also finalised my wanking and enjoyed a sticky climax. Now, in the hard light of day, it seemed the order was silly and I was very embarrassed to think that I had been shopping on line for panties and dresses. Just what had Mandy turned me into? The necessary 'five working days' passed and it was Thursday. I took the day off college and waited in for the parcel to arrive. After a nervous wait through till ten the doorbell finally rang and my parcel arrived. I grabbed it and ran upstairs to my room. Embarrassment was replaced by excitement and I ripped the package open. I turned my attention to the panties first; glorious, glorious pink panties. This was the description on the packaging: 'Our shiny satin panties feature a smooth front, with a deeply ruffled rear! Made in soft satin, they have an elasticated waist and leg openings with a ribbon at the centre. They are also double lined in satin, and have a double lined satin gusset.' I dropped my trousers and pants and pulled the panties on. The front panel was nearly see through and the shape of my hard cock was visible in the mirror. I turned round and looked over my shoulder at the rear view. Oh so lovely; row upon row of frilly pink lace ran across the back of the panties; I was longing to parade in front of Mandy and Beth but that pleasure would have to wait. Now I turned my attention to the dress. This was how it was described: 'It is made from high quality shiny satin that is so soft to the touch. It features a wind satin neckline that is trimmed in stunning pleated chiffon. The upper part of the dress from the neckline to above the bust-line is in matching semi-see through chiffon that continues to the upper back of the dress. Stunning puff ball sleeves that are also trimmed in chiffon at the top that follows through the bust line and around the back of the dress, and trimmed at he hem of the sleeve in beautiful lace. The skirt is full and has an elasticated waistline for your ease and comfort, and trimmed in lace at the hem of the dress.' I repacked the clothes and hid the parcel behind the heavy wardrobe. The weekend was fast approaching and my parents were going away for two days so I would be alone in the house with the two girls. It was reasonable to expect some action. I penned a note and put it under Mandy' bedroom door. Hi Mandy, my parcel has arrived and I am ready in case you should need me this weekend.Felicity. Friday came and I attended my lectures at college. I spent the day in a state of nervous apprehension. As soon as I could I rushed back home and checked the mail; nothing for me there. After briefly passing a few minutes with Mom I went to my room. Sitting on my dresser was an envelope for me; I ripped it open and read the following note. Felicity, Beth and I would love you to come and visit us at 10 am tomorrow. We need you to have no body hair so that it will be easy for us to prettify you. Bring your new clothes along and don't be late. No need to dress, just wear a bath robe. We have some lovely surprises for you! xx Mandy I think I must have spent nearly ninety minutes in the bathroom that evening. It was a struggle but I managed to remove all my body hair. My penis looked sort of isolated and exposed with out the cover of pubic hair. I slept restlessly and was up early the next morning. I heard Beth slip out of the house around nine thirty; I couldn't imaging where she was off to that early but hoped she would be back soon. Ten o' clock found me outside Mandy's bedroom with my new knickers and dress tucked under my arm. I knocked and was rewarded with an instant reply. "Come in Felicity," invited Mandy. I entered the room to find Mandy sat on her bed, she stood up and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, "Hi Sis. Put the clothes down and hang the robe on the door." As I complied she said, "Let's see what sort of a job you did with the body hair." I made a slow turn for her and I think she was pleased with the result. Now I stood facing her as she sat back down on the bed. My cock was hard and pointed in her direction. I couldn't help it being hard because Mandy was sat there with just panties and bra on; her hair was swept back in a pony tail and she looked very sexy. After looking at me for a minute she reached forward and gently held my cock. "Felicity dear, this thing could be a problem. Most young ladies don't have a bloody tent pole up their skirts." She gave it a gentle squeeze. "Let's see what we can do about it shall we." She started a slow rhythmic squeezing of my prick; my legs felt like jelly and I thought I would sink to the floor. "Don't move," she instructed. Her hand moved up and down my shaft. The blood started to pound in my head, I felt as though my whole body wanted to explode, I wanted this to last forever. "Hands on head," said Mandy "And keep them there." I closed my eyes and then opened them again immediately as Mandy's lips slipped over the end of my cock. I just couldn't believe this was happening to me. As I looked down my penis disappeared into her mouth and then slowly appeared again; this happened several times and then her head moved back and just the tip of my cock stayed in that warm loving mouth. Her tongue played on the underside of my cock; I wanted to hold back my climax to prolong the experience but I could hold on no longer. The orgasm that followed ripped through my body; it blew my mind apart and transported me to a place far removed from this earth. I pumped string after string of cum into Mandy's mouth as she expertly held my cock in place. When I thought there was no cum left she sucked even more out till I felt totally drained. I settled back on my haunches and looked up at Mandy; she ran her finger across her lips and then sucked it clean. "I hope you enjoyed that Felicity dear; it might be the last time you come for quite a while. Come and sit next to e I have a surprise for you," saying this she reached into the drawer by her bed and pulled out a strange plastic object that resembled a see through penis. "Lie back on the bed." I lay back and watched with fascination and trepidation as Mandy slipped the object over my limp penis. My cock fitted inside the devise perfectly and after a bit of adjustment Mandy snapped a padlock in place. "That's it, you can pee and wash but you can't get a hard on. So now you really can be a Felicity." By way of proof she leaned across me and initiated a deep French kiss. My cock struggled to become erect but there was room only for a placid penis and anything else caused pain and discomfort. Mandy was pleased with the outcome and pushed me away from her. She followed up by saying "Put on your pink knickers Felicity dear, and your pink dress. I know you're dying to wear it. We'll also have you in the white frilly socks, flat shoes and brunette wig please." I dressed but it was difficult; as I put on the pretty clothes my cock kept trying to enlarge but this would double me over with discomfort so I would have to will it to relax each time. Five minutes later and I was fully dressed. Mandy was pleased with the result and I was pretty chuffed as well. "Pop downstairs now love and get the vacuum and while you are there get some polish, a duster, some window cleaner and a feather duster. Hurry along now," instructed Mandy. Feeling quite ridiculous but at the same time sexy I hurried downstairs as ordered and collected the various items. Just before I was ready to go upstairs again I realised there was someone at the front door. I had a panic attack. I knew it should be Ruth but there was a part of me that was terrified that it might be my parents. The door bell rang insistently. I had no choice. I opened the door; my sense of relief when I saw it was Ruth was extreme. She came into the hall, "Oh Felicity what do you look like?" Ruth stood there and inspected me. "Let's have a little curtsey when you see me please Felicity." I did as I was told and bobbed down whilst holding the sides of my pretty skirt up. I picked up all the gear and set off upstairs. Beth slapped me on the backside and followed me up. I set my cleaning equipment down on the floor when I reached the bedroom. With a wave of the hand Mandy instructed, "Get cleaning Felicity; I want this room spotless." As I cleaned and polished and dusted Mandy and Beth lay on the bed side by side. It was as if I wasn't there. They chatted quite happily about the boys they had met, the boys they fancied and what they hoped the boys might do to them. Every time the conversation turned to a naughty sexual topic my penis strained against the restraint and I'm sure the girls were aware of my discomfort. After a while I was not really aware of the clothes I was wearing as I had become engrossed in my cleaning duties. I was standing on a chair cleaning one of the top windows when I heard Beth say, "Look at Felicity's cute bum in those pretty pink panties. I do love my little sister." Mandy called out, "Turn round poppet and show Beth your new restraint." I turned and lifted my skirt and pushed the front of my panties down. In an effort not to get excited I closed my eyes tight shut. Beth came over to me and had a fiddle with the chastity devise. Of course I reacted instantly to her touching me but I just stood there and suffered the humiliation and pain. "I'm thinking that will keep my little sister in check. Do I get a key to the padlock Mandy?" "Oh yes," intoned Mandy, "We two will hold a key each to. A key each to her life and destiny!"