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An Evening Out

By: Gojenngo



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She set her briefcase down and threw her keys on to the hall table. It had been a long day, made longer still by an anxious client that didn’t seem to have faith in her ability to represent him. She’d already suggested that he hire another attorney but he’d thrown a temper tantrum and accused her of abandoning him. After several minutes spent reassuring him she was finally able to get some work done. Needless to say she was tired and happy to be home. All she really wanted to do was curl up on the couch beside David with a nice glass of wine.

“Long day?” The question came just as David’s hands settled on her shoulders. His strong fingers worked their way deep into her muscles, relieving the stored up tension. Within minutes the headache that had been threatening was reduced to nothing but a memory.

“Needy client.” She tilted her head forward, giving him better access to the sensitive skin of her neck.

“I have just the thing for you. Go on up stairs, you’ll see it lying on the bed.” David released her and stepped away. He could see the wear the day had had on her but he refused to alter his plan for the evening. This was something she’d wanted for a long time and he was happy to finally give it to her. After two years together he’d come to care for her unbelievably, more so than he would have thought possible in the beginning. She was an ideal partner, aggressive in her professional life but incredibly giving in their private life.

She walked into the room and sighed. David had set out his favorite outfit, the one reserved for when he had a special night out planned for the two of them. Normally she enjoyed their nights out, and she knew better than to protest, but tonight she was just too tired to think about going out and being social. With something more than a little reluctance, she stripped out of her business suit and hopped into the shower. She started feeling a little more human after washing away the day with her favorite lavender scent soap. 

She had little need for make up and her dark hair dried to a soft curl around her shoulders. She had to admit that she enjoyed the feeling of slipping her long legs into the silk stockings and the shower had done much to refresh her. The rest of the outfit was simple and unimposing; the short black skirt and white blouse were conservative yet sexy when worn well. 

Fully dressed, she made her way down the stairs and into the living room where David stood waiting with a nice glass of white wine. “You look lovely.”

“Thank you.” She took the offered glass and sipped. David was a charming man, his handsome good looks often times setting people at ease. In his early thirties, he was successful at what he did and he enjoyed living life. She had been attracted to him right away, his silent strength and quiet control brought her a sense of peace and security she couldn’t get anywhere else.

David stood and offered her his hand. “We need to get going, we don’t want to be late.”

At the car, she slid into the passenger seat and settled back. She was used to David’s mysterious expeditions and she trusted him completely. The drive was fairly short; David drove through the city and into a familiar residential neighborhood. Within minutes they were parked outside a large house owned by David’s best friend Jason and his wife Emily. The four often spent their evenings together having dinner and taking in a show.

Tonight there was a noticeably different tension in the air as they were admitted into the foyer. Jason smiled and showed them into the living room where Emily had already arranged for drinks before dinner. Dinner was a simple affair with quiet conversation among friends. David and Jason had met in college and worked in the same industry together. She and David were already seeing each other when Jason met and married his wife and the four quickly fell into a routine of sharing evenings and even vacations together.

After the meal the small group adjourned to the living room where they sipped coffee and after dinner liqueur. She was surprised when there was another knock at the door, Jason went to answer it and it was while he was gone that David turned to her. “Stand up.”

Taken off guard, she was slow to respond. A quick frown and a pointed look brought her quickly to her feet.

“Take off your blouse.”

She looked to where Emily sat quietly in the corner. She seemed unsurprised by the request and smiled encouragingly. After a moment’s hesitation she raised her hands and slipped the small buttons free. It didn’t take long before she stood naked to the waist.

“Now your skirt.”

Reaching around behind her back, she unzipped her skirt and pushed it off her hips. After stepping out of the skirt she slipped out of her shoes and stocking and now stood completely naked. It was then that she noticed Jason standing at the door, an older man at his side.

David came to stand before her, motioning to the unfamiliar man waiting quietly. “This is Aaron, he’s an expert at body piercing.” Reaching up, David caressed both her exposed nipples. “He’s here as a favor to me. I thought that you would prefer the privacy and the familiarity of our friends’ home when you have these done.”

A shiver of excitement rushed through her at both his touch and his words. She’d been wanting her nipples pierced since before they met but David had systematically denied her request. David’s hands left her breasts and moved down to her hips. Pulling her close he kissed her gently and looked at her questioningly. “Are you ready?”

“Yes.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.

David moved to stand behind her and motioned for Aaron to begin. The older man stepped forward and laid out various instruments upon the coffee table. After slipping his hands into a pair of latex gloves he cleaned both of her nipples. “Raise your arms up over your head.”

As she complied she felt David take her hands and place them behind his neck, this forced her to lean into him, allowing him to support her as Aaron proceeded to clamp both her nipples.

“Take a deep breath and hold it.” Quickly he pierced first one and then the other nipple. The pain was sharp and intense but brief. Her entire body shuddered as she exhaled and there was a noticeable tingling between her thighs. Looking down, she watched as Aaron slipped the rings through the hallow needles and locked them into place. To her they looked incredibly sexy and the sensation running through her nipples was unlike anything she’d ever felt before.

Before she could lower her arms, David reached around and gently cupped her breasts, careful not to touch the sore nipples. “Do you like them?” His voice was low and gentle against her ear.

“Yes, thank you.”

“Show me your appreciation.”

Slowly, she turned and slid her arms around his neck. A quick intake of breath and a small shudder communicated the touch of pain that swept through her nipples as they brushed against the front of his shirt. She lightly brushed her lips across his before moving to nibble at the firm line of his jaw. Her hands slid down the front of his shirt, feeling the muscles tense beneath her palms. She lowered herself until she knelt before him, her hands caressing the front of his thighs.

David watched, his breath held as she slipped his belt free and undid his pants. He was already hard from holding her and watching as she got her nipples pierced and his cock sprung forward, having been released from its binding.

She caressed the length of his shaft with her hand, running her thumb over the head using his precum to lubricate her way. She leaned forward and rubbed the head of his cock across her lips, tasting him before slowly sliding him into her mouth. She started moving up and down on his cock, each time taking a bit more of him into her mouth until he could feel himself bumping up against the back of her throat.

She worked him into her mouth, using her tongue to caress the length of him while her other hand reached up and caressed his balls. With one hand in her hair he guided her rhythm until he felt his orgasm starting to build. Slipping from her mouth he pulled her to her feet. “Get dressed, we’re going home.”

Carefully she slipped into her shirt, relishing the feel of her sensitive nipples being caressed by the soft material. As she zipped up her skirt, David paid Aaron and thanked Jason and Emily for their hospitality. He knew that Jason was hoping to convince Emily to have her nipples pierced, which was one of the reasons Jason had been happy to have it done here. 

The ride home was quick and quiet. When they arrived David barely had the door closed behind them and she was once again caressing him. David pushed her up against the wall and thrust his tongue between her lips; she was warm and welcoming and her body molded to his.

With his hands in her hair he pulled her head back and caressed the tender skin of her neck. His own desire grew as he stripped off her shirt and cupped her breasts, running his thumbs across her nipples. She hissed softly and pushed her breasts more firmly into his hands. David was aware of the pain that would come with pleasure for the next several days and was careful not to play with them as he usually would.

He couldn’t wait to be inside of her; pressing her more firmly against the wall he pushed her skirt up around her hips and after releasing his self from his pants thrust deep into her. Instantly, he was surrounded by her wet heat, the walls of her pulsing and contracting around him in as she came immediately. 

David continued to thrust inside of her, setting off one orgasm after another until she was practically limp in his arms. It was only after he sent her over the edge a final time that he took his own release. In a series of sharp, hard thrusts he came deep inside of her, filling her with his cum. He held himself still until the last of his orgasm subsided, then he slowly withdrew and led her up stairs where he wanted her to once again show him how much she appreciated his gift.

An Evening Out



He was standing at the bar. I didn't know him. I wouldn't know him. He was tall, dark hair and what looked to be darker eyes. Strong, confident. I made my way to the bar and ordered another drink. He reached forward and paid. Nice. I felt his willingness. I took my drink in one hand, his in the other and made my way back to my usual corner booth. He followed. My booth, the one where I sit and quietly watch all the couples meet. I could always tell which ones were going to leave together and which weren't. I'd watch the married men go into the bathroom with a ring on and come out with it off. People were too obvious, too easy. Not worth my time. 

Maybe this one will be, I thought to myself. At least he didn't sit across from me, but beside of me, it was a start. He didn't even bother to ask my name, or where I was from. Good, I didn't care about his name or where he was from, just that he was here now. In this moment, when I wanted him to be. I slid my hand up his thigh, squeezed it hard. No response. We just looked at each other. I knew it was going through his mind too. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead, soft and warm. Lower still, kissed both of my cheeks, then my chin. Different. I leaned into his shoulder and ran my tongue over his neck. I could feel his pulse, blood rushing under his skin. It sent shivers through my body. 

He felt my response, pulled me closer and bit down on my earlobe. Hard, but not painful. We separated long enough to find the others lips. Mouths open already, his tongue ran over mine. He bit my lip, I could taste my blood. He sucked it off, licking gently. I ran my nails along his bare arms. He hissed through his teeth at the suddenness of it. I watched as the welts rose on his skin. Fascinated. His eyes seemed to change to an even darker shade as he stood up. Uh oh, I thought, too much too soon? No, not this one. He reached for his drink, finished it in one swallow, grabbed my arm and walked me to a door that said "employees only". He looked at me questioningly. 

I nodded my head and he opened the door, pulled me inside. It was dark and cool. I could still hear the people and the music on the other side. Better in here. He pushed me against the wall, ran his hands down my back, ass.... kneeling now, down my thighs and calves, up again. Up my skirt. I was wet, he knew. He pulled hard on the band of my underwear, I heard them snap. He tossed them on the floor. I felt his lips run over my thighs, his tongue leaving a cool trail in it's wake. He pulled a few crates over, my leg found it's way onto them. Instinctively we knew what the other wanted. 

Open to him now. He swirled his tongue over my clit. I could feel my cream run over his fingers and down my inner thigh. One finger, then another inside of me. Rough, ramming them inside of me over and over, pushing in a third. It hurt. I liked it. I shuddered a little, glad for the cool support of the wall. His hand braced against my upper thigh. I moaned when he left my pussy empty. Soon enough I felt his fingers at my ass. Wet, one slipped right in. At that moment I felt a shock of pain, the force was unexpected. He paid no mind, just kept going. I welcomed it. Pushing down on his face and finger until I came in one hard scream. He worked his tongue over my clit in a manner that told me of his confidence. I pushed him away. He stood, looked at me through the shadows then told me to open my mouth, I did, and he ran his cum covered tongue over mine. I reached down and started rubbing his cock through his pants. He grew from the touch. His turn. I unbuttoned his pants and slid them and his boxers down to the floor. Large, but not so large that I couldn't handle it. 

His hands went to my head as I lowered myself to the floor and looked eye level at his dick. I swirled my tongue over the head. It pulsed. I watched the veins move under his skin. Life. I swallowed down his length, sucking to the base. A groan. I took his balls into my hand as I worked my way down his cock over and over again, methodical. I knew what I was doing. His hands guided me on my head. Faster, then slower. Faster again. He was close. I pulled away. Leaned against the wall and fingered myself for a bit, as he stood and watched. Not breaking eye contact. 

He stroked his cock as I stroked myself, stopping before I came. I took the tip of his dick in my mouth again, reached behind him with a cum drenched finger and slipped it into his ass while I continued to suck. He flinched, not much though, he didn't stop me. I fingered his tight hole while I ran my lips up and down the length of his cock. I felt the familiar throb and stopped. I wasn't ready for that yet. I stood up and kissed him hard, this time biting his lip. His blood. I sucked as much as I could. Tasting the metallic flavor that I craved. His hands went under my top. Squeezing both of my breasts, pinching my already hard nipples. I strained against him, wanting more. 

We kissed feverishly. I wrapped one leg around him. He pushed me up against the wall, my feet not touching the ground. He ground his cock into me, I wrapped my other leg around him and held on while he thrust hard inside of me. A ripple went over me as I came moments later. I bit down on his neck, a half scream came from my lips as a new gush of cream slid down his cock. He slid me off of him, allowing me feet to touch the ground. He spun me around. I held onto the crates as he slipped his cock in from behind, then stood me up so that my back was almost flat against his stomach. Stretched on my toes, my calves ached. I balanced myself, palms flat against the wall as he twisted a nipple. I pushed against his cock, wanting that fullness. 

He gave it to me. He pushed my hair aside and licked the back of my neck. Deep, slow strokes, stretching me. I started to cum again, he bit down on my neck. God, what a feeling. I loved it. I knew I was bleeding, it didn't matter. He pushed me back down over the crates, I tightened my grip on them as I felt his finger go back into my ass. He pushed it in and out of me in time to his thrusts. Growing faster each time. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. My knees were giving out. I bit down on my already swollen lip as I came this last time. Shivering entirely.

He pulled his cock out of me and I felt his warm cum splatter on the cheeks of my ass. I stayed there for just a moment. I stood back up, straightened my clothes and left without looking back.



An Evening Out



We meet in a small, quiet restaurant. you're wearing a slip dress with nothing on underneath, nipples visible through the thin fabric. I tell you to go wait for Me in the men's room as I take a seat, sipping at My drink and watching your body move as you head off to follow My instructions.

you walk in slowly, several men are already inside. They're nervous and embarrassed at first, then they see how you're dressed and how your nipples are pushing against the dress, hardening already. They start to leer and come closer to you, backing off as I enter and grab you. Throw you on the counter, your dress riding up and showing off your trimmed, dripping cunt. I shove your legs open, taking you quickly on the counter. No preliminaries, nothing but a hard, rough fuck as they watch. Their cocks getting hard as you moan against Me, knowing I'll give them a turn when I'm through with you. your head falls back against the mirror as you moan against the power of My fucking, whimpering and begging for more...the sounds echoing in the room.

Pulling My cock from you and switching place, having you stand in front of Me while I sit on the counter. your body leaning over the counter as I give them their turn....letting you nurse on My cock while you're fucked from behind. The strangers taking turns with you as you gurgle and moan happily, sucking hungrily at My hard shaft until I pull you away. Rising and straightening Myself as I look back at you, leaving you there to finish off the last couple of men, to milk their cocks dry in order to please Me...leaving your cunt a cum-filled mess.

Returning to our table, waiting for you to finish up, My dark eyes following as you walk back out into the restaurant. Cum dripping down your legs as the room sits and looks at you...and knows that you're a fucking whore....filled with all their cum. They tell the other men around them and you can see them looking at you, your nipples so fucking hard as I tell you to go back to the restroom and strip....and do anything they ask of you.

Enjoying My meal as I wait for you to return, watching as you come back flushed and out of breath, your hair mussed and body hot and sweaty, smelling of sex. Knowing that cum is dripping down your thighs from your well-used cunt. Having you sit next to me again, placing your hand on My cock as I unzip my pants and let you stroke it for Me...knowing that every man in the place has seen you in action and knows exactly what you're doing now.

you can still smell all of them on your skin. your cunt sore and dripping, ass filled with cum too...knowing you will stain the chair seat, your naked cum-filled ass dripping all over it. your dress up in the back...barely covering you. your fingers wrapped around Me ....still hungry...always hungry for Me...always needing Me inside you...hoping the restaurant will close and I'll have you perform on the waiters and anyone else that is left over. your nipples raw and swollen against the satin of your dress. your legs open and needing My touch.

Ignoring your cunt, My arm coming around you, hand brushing across your hard nipples through the light fabric of your dress. Every eye in the place on you as you let out a little moan at My touch, your hand stroking me faster. Not caring that everyone can see what you're doing now as your grip around Me tightens and your eyes close while you lean against My chest...enjoying the thrill of My touch. Still wanting more after you've been fucked by nearly every man in the place...a true whore for Me.

you continue to moan as My hand covers your tits, your eyes closed...wanting them all to watch what I do to you...what I make you do just from a hunger to please Me. your fingers stroking and squeezing and pulling on My thick, hard cock, knowing how much you love it...that you would do anything for it...anything just to have a taste, to feel it inside you. your head back as I squeeze your tits, feeling you press them up into My touch. The wives and girlfriends noticing now, hearing the words slut and tramp and whore coming from around the restaurant. Smiling as I hear you moan again, louder, as they call you what you are for Me. Taking hold of one of your nipples through the fabric and pinching it hard, twisting the dress around your flesh, a look of pure pleasure coming over your face as I tease you in public like this.

your legs opening wide as the cum flows from you...hearing the names...the whispers...not caring. Knowing that their loving husbands and boyfriends had been inside you only minutes before....knowing that they want to be inside you again. You whisper softly, telling Me that you've given them your phone number as I instructed...that they will be kissing their boring wives and coming to fuck you again very soon. Making you so fucking hungry, knowing you're close to cumming for Me...here ...at the table...for everyone to hear...and still not caring.

Looking around as you stroke My cock. My hand still twisting your nipple through the thin dress for everyone to see how hard and aching they are. Watching some of the women still acting repulsed as they call you a slut and whore, but a couple others licking their lips as they watch you, wishing they could be abusing you like I am. Bending My head to whisper in your ear as you moan again, telling you to open your eyes and look at them as you cum, My cock swelling in your hand...ready to shoot.

you open your eyes...seeing looks of hunger and disgust....all making you hungrier for Me. Feeling My cock throbbing in your hand...your nipples swelling and throbbing under My fingers. your legs open wider, giving several tables a good look at your cum-drenched cunt....watching them watch as I torture you...making you ache and beg for Me...they hear you whisper..."please...please...now"

Speaking softly yet firmly, "Catch My cum, little whore..." Feeling My shaft pulsing as I start to shoot into your hand. you trying to catch every drop as I told you to...pulling on your nipple again as I spill My seed onto your skin, ripping the dress slightly with My roughness, exposing your red, aching nub to everyone watching as you cry out and cum for Me.

your head back and mouth open as you start to cum....arching your back in the chair and shoving your tits against My tortuous fingers. Cum dripping from your empty cunt...legs open nice and wide...giving everyone a lovely view....feeling the cool air on your heated body. Wanting Me to throw you on the table and rape you right here and now...letting them watch...begging Me, "please...show them what a filthy whore i am for you....please."

Looking at you, every eye in the place on you as I lift your hand with Mine, My cum cupped in your palm.... "First have your dessert, little whore...show them all how much you love it." Watching as you drink the cum from your hand...some stray drops of the thick, creamy jizz dripping down your chin as you lick your lips and try to get every drop. Hearing the sounds of disgust and hunger from around the room as you stand up and let your dress fall to the floor. Naked and hungry you stand before Me, knowing that all of their eyes are on you. you kneel before My chair....legs open and mouth at My lap.....your eyes looking up at Me...showing what a whore you will be for Me....

Quickly searching the room, finally catching the eye of one of the busboys, young and black, motioning him over and asking if he'd like to use you in front of everyone. All eyes on you now as you sit there waiting, his eyes devouring you, his cock already hard as he nods and I stand before you, lifting you up onto the table as he moves between your legs, quickly dropping his pants and fucking his hard, black tool into you as you cry out. Some of the wives have dragged their husbands out, but some stay to watch, tongues slowly licking their dry lips as you're fucked in front of them.

your mouth open wide and gasping as he shoves into you. your tits bouncing with every thrust, hearing the voices as he fucks into you.....whore and bitch and cunt....all making you hotter. you hear as some leave but then the door locks. People crowding around the table to watch as he pounds away at your tight, hungry cunt....hearing you begging him to be rougher...harder...nastier..."please...hurt me..."

One of the women left comes close to you, pushing some men out of the way , watching you being fucked like a total slut out in public like this. She reaches out, grabbing your bouncing tits in her hands and squeezing them hard, calling you a little slut who'll fuck anything as she starts to abuse your tits, leaving little marks all over them from her blows and her nails.

you moan as you feel her sharp nails digging into your tender flesh...squeezing hard...you beg for more, "yyyyyyeeeeeessssss - hurt me...please"....your body bucking against the young cock inside you...rocking back and forth...feeling your cunt taking him in...tightening around him...moaning and getting ready to cum again. Her words and abuse making you hotter and hungrier.... the table moving beneath you as he pounds deep...hard....again and again....

I watch her grow more excited as she sees the effect her words and abuse are having on you. Her thighs rubbing together as she continues to hurt your tits, watching the young cock fucking into you so hard and fast, her breath coming faster as you shake beneath her, ready to cum. All of these people surrounding you...their voices...her fingers digging deeper into your tits...feeling them swell as your cunt grips the cock inside you....your body bucking against him as you start to cum....hard...and loud.....screaming as the cum flows from you, drenching his hard cock with your juices.

As he lets out a loud yell and cums inside you she growls, leaning over your body when he pulls out and sucking his cock clean, getting the last few drops from him and holding it in her mouth. Moving back to your lips, slapping your tits and kissing you hard, letting you taste his cum, pushing her tongue between your lips, sharing it with you...finally pulling away from you and calling you a hot little slut, a hungry look still on her face.

your body limp and naked and dripping with his cum. you can feel the eyes of the others on you as his cum drips from her lips onto your tits....making you even hotter. you lay there, legs open wide and fucked cunt dripping for everyone to see. you look to Me, knowing that what ever I tell you to do - you will do....waiting for Me to give you permission to be a whore if it's what I want. Seeing his still hard cock over your body as it drips cum on your face and tits, in your hair....hearing her calling you a whore and a cunt over and over as she strokes that big, black cock and milks it dry over your body.

Watching her excitement and stepping over to her...asking if she'd like to have a whore of her own for the night. Her reply coming quickly, yes, as I stand you up...taking hold of you by the hair and pulling you in front of her, forcing you to kneel at her feet, your naked body still hot and ready for more. you can feel the cum dripping from your cunt as you kneel in front of her...My hand still in your hair...forcing you to stay in place....hearing the sounds around you as I give you to her.....

She looks down at you with hunger in her eyes, her husband coming up next to her, watching as I tell her to lift her dress. She looks at Me with a shocked expression, resisting until I tell her it's a condition for using My whore. Her eyes go back to you and she slowly lifts her dress, not wearing anything beneath it either, her breath coming harder as she exposes her shaved pussy, obviously wet already. Pulling you forward by your hair I push your face into her cunt. "Taste her, baby whore...let's see if she's good enough for My slut."

you mouth greedily tasting her...the smooth skin and the heated wetness....sucking on her clit as you tongue slips inside her. My hand forcing your mouth harder against her. you can hear her breath as it catches. Her husband steps up next to you and grips your tit tightly...watching you eating his wife ...you can hear her moans and his as well...

"I think she'll do, baby whore....please her like you'd please Me, and give her your number for later before you make your way back to Me...." Guiding your face up and down against her cunt as she grinds against you, her legs weak. Reaching out to take hold of her breast as she continues holding up her dress, her nipples already hard as she presses against My touch. Her husband is gripping yours, watching you eat his wife...hearing her moan as i touch her and you suck on her clit....knowing that she'll do anything for a whore like you. Telling her to be sure to take good care of My little slut.

Her juices covering your tongue...her husband tightens his grip on you as he hears Me telling you what to do and watches Me squeezing her tit. All you can smell is cum and heat....making you so hungry again....needing to be fucked...with anything. Pulling your head away from her, bending over to kiss your lips, thrusting My tongue into your mouth and tasting her wetness on you. Speaking to you softly, "Make Me proud, little whore, and I'll give you more when you're returned...." Pulling your hair again, placing it into her hand as she looks at you hungrily, then back to Me, her eyes thanking Me for this gift. Smiling to Myself, knowing that she'll be back for you again...willing to do whatever I ask just to get a chance at My slut.

She drags you to your feet....pulling you through the room, naked and dripping with cum...knowing you will pleasure them all night.....knowing you'll come back to Me fucked and filled....eager to please Me by pleasing them.... Watching you go before taking My leave. Headed home to wait for your return and to hear everything you've done to please Me like the good little whore you are.

You walk proudly, knowing that all eyes are on your naked body. Pleased that your body pleases Me. Tits bouncing as you leave, determined to be a good whore for Me...wanting always and only to please Me ...excite Me....fulfill Me.

Thinking to Myself that you do all of these things by your submission to My will.



An Evening Out



When it came to sex Jackie had just two obsessions! The first one was to have a tongue on her pussy. She loved oral to the point that a session was not complete without she had been licked and sucked to orgasm.

The second was to have someone watch her enjoy the first, but she had not yet gathered up enough courage to actually do it! Even so, it was the subject of most of her masturbatory fantasies, she dreamed of being seen with her legs wide and a tongue lashing at her pussy, to be watched as her hips jerked in oral orgasm! Her fantasies could be very varied and sometimes quite kinky, but almost all revolved around the single theme of a third party being present when someone went down on her. Somehow very soon, she promised herself, she would raise the nerve to turn that longing into reality.

But she didn't know that her husband, Andy, for reasons of his own, was busy arranging to realise her dream by 'accident'. To make it work he had agreed to meet with another couple late one evening at a local - and very secluded - beauty spot. The man, Justin, had been a member of an opposing pool team playing at his local club, and the two had got into a beery conversation that had led to him telling Justin of his wife's unlikely desire. During that conversation Justin told Andy that it would give both himself and his partner, Anne, a real kick to help in fulfilling Jackie's ambition, and so arrangements were soon being made! The venue was chosen because it would be comparatively easy to convince Jackie the meeting was accidental, and anyway, doing it in the open would add extra spice, said Justin, and Andy agreed. Andy and Jackie would arrive first and as soon as things hotted up Justin and Anne would just 'turn up'. Plans were laid and a date set, though from the complicated way it had all had to be organised by phone Andy had come to the conclusion that Justin and Anne were not a 'proper' couple and may well be married to other people. But then so what?

When the evening arrived Andy took Jackie out for a few drinks and, though he was careful to limit his intake on the grounds of being the driver, he made sure that Jackie was just slightly under the influence when it was time to go. He hoped that this tactic would make Jackie more amenable and less observant, just in case anything didn't ring true! As they pulled out of the car park and turned right instead of their usual left Jackie looked at him questioningly, but said nothing.

"I fancy a cuddle". He said by way of explanation "And I thought it might be nice to park up somewhere for a change. I quite fancy you in those clothes!" 

'Those clothes' were a short-sleeved blouse and short skirt over bare legs, and on her slim frame they made her look almost school-girlish. Jackie smiled at him and squeezed his arm in pleasure and agreement, and the first hurdle was overcome.

A few miles and not many more minutes later they were parked under some trees in the picnic area suggested by Justin. It was not quite the end of a beautiful and calm late summer evening, with the still warm sun casting long, long shadows and just the merest hint of a breeze rippling the leaves. Ideal for what Andy had in mind and, as his mouth locked with Jackie's and his hand cupped her breast, teasing the nipple, he could not help but think - with a wry grin at his own pun - that tonight would be a revelation!

As for Jackie herself, she was hopeful that the hand inside her blouse promised that the 'cuddle' was to be turned into something rather more substantial! The alcohol had awakened her libido and she was, she admitted to herself, already feeling unusually horny! It seemed she was not to be disappointed, for Andy was now busy unbuttoning the front of her blouse, exposing her small breasts and rolling the erect nipples between his fingers, making her groan with pleasure. With his mouth still fastened over hers and his tongue searching between her lips Jackie could feel unusually intense heat and desire in Andy's attentions. He was playing with her left nipple harder than she could remember him doing before, tugging, squeezing, and twisting it, until she arched her back from arousal and groaned deep into his open mouth. Moving on his mouth from hers to her breast Andy suckled, treating her right nipple with his mouth as he was doing to her left with his hand. She could not, she thought, take too much of that before she came, and, though it might be an unusual experience to be taken to orgasm simply with her breasts, she wanted to get there, as always, with his lips on her clitoris.

"My pussy, do my pussy, darling, pleeeaaase!" Her need was becoming insistent!

Andy reacted to his wife's urging by leaning over and clamping his mouth over her left breast, flicking the nipple with his tongue and moving his hand to stroke up the inside of her thigh to her crotch. Jackie moaned again, opening her legs in encouragement as far as the available room would allow and just hoped that his mouth would soon follow his hand, though in this confined space she couldn't really see how! She felt his fingers move across her little black panties, stroking her clit and then burrowing down between her thighs to seek out her vagina, the feeling of fingertips tracing delicately across the tight material increasing her arousal and putting a small damp spot on her undies! Soon Andy was rubbing more firmly on her panties, as if attempting to penetrate her through the silk, while still sucking on her nipple, and Jackie was responding with more moans of pleasure, but this was not all she wanted.

"Go down on me, Andy." She needed his tongue, not his fingers.

Andy ostentatiously looked around at the back seat to 'discover' that it was full with the files he had left there! 

"Sorry, lover, we can't go on the back seat tonight, I forgot to take my files out!" He paused, then said, "But it's quiet enough here. Want to try it in the open?"

He was still rubbing her wet pussy through her panties, and Jackie would soon each the stage where she would say 'yes' to anywhere he suggested.

"Yes ok, just do it, I really want your tong..." She stopped abruptly as she realised that other couples might also decide to stop here for a cuddle and an adrenalin rush made her heart beat suddenly faster and her breath quicken. Tonight - if that happened - perhaps tonight she'd really got the nerve to fulfil her dream! 

All of a sudden she didn't want to give Andy the chance to realise the 'risk' of discovery and change his mind, and she almost leapt out of the car, slipping her panties off as Andy climbed more sedately from the driver's seat! Maybe, just maybe, another car would pull up, or even better, perhaps the local peeping tom would spy on them, not realising that Jackie had seen him and was deliberately showing him her all! Jackie was as horny as hell at the possibilities. A good licking and then a good fucking with an audience - oh, yes please! Tonight she was just too damn hot to be shy! Tonight just could be her night, and her heart hammered with the thrill of thinking of it!

As they moved to meet each other Andy unceremoniously picked Jackie up and dumped her over the front of the car so that she lay on her back with her head against the windscreen. The warmth of the engine against her back accentuated the cool of the air against her nipples, but that wasn't the reason for the shiver that ran through her. Andy stood between her legs and pushed them apart and back so that her feet waved in midair. She shivered again. Her panties lay on the passenger seat of the car and now only Andy's body prevented the Peeping Tom (whom she was now convinced was nearby) from seeing her naked pussy - her naked and very wet pussy! 

"Lick me, Andy, lick me good, make me cum!" Jackie pleaded.

'Oh God, please let it happen and please don't let me stop it!' Her silent prayer was heartfelt! Tonight she really, really, felt that she could experience the ultimate thrill, the one that she had alternately dreamed of and dreaded for so long. Determined to prove to herself and to Andy just how wanton she could be, Jackie pulled apart her already unbuttoned blouse and took a fully exposed breast in each hand, cupping her fingers around, but carefully not covering, her very erect nipples, squeezing and kneading the flesh. 'I want the world to see me playing with my tits', she announced to her husband in the privacy of her mind, seeing his excited face looking down at her.

Then Andy's mouth was on her cunt, his own lips moulded against her pussy lips while his tongue probed into her vagina and her long slow climb to orgasm began, helped along tonight by all the hopes and fears that chased each other through her racing mind. He was so very good at what she liked to call a 'french cunt kiss', his tongue becoming almost prehensile as it explored and investigated the first inch or so of her vaginal tunnel. It never failed to increase her arousal, making her wetter and wetter as her juices flowed, coating his mouth and chin and often dripping from her. Andy lapped at her wetness, she knew he enjoyed the taste and would drink all he could, and tonight that was plenty. God, he was good tonight! 

She felt his tongue leave her hole and begin a slow trail up and down her slit, tracing the inside of her labia, around the hood of her clit without touching the button itself and then down and down until it skirted the rim of her anus before beginning the slow climb to repeat the journey again and again. It was so frustrating, but, oh, so bloody good! Sometimes he would give her a taste of pleasures to come by flicking at her clit or gently probing her cunt and anus with his tongue. She knew he would love to fuck her arse, but something in her makeup prevented her from allowing this, even though she knew full well that she would probably enjoy it. But she liked his tongue working away at her 'back door' and even enjoyed his oral fascination with it, so she allowed, even encouraged, him to do that as often as he liked. Now he was licking away the juices that had run down here crack to her anus, pushing the tip of his tongue into her arse for his own enjoyment in the process, not that she minded that - so long as it was only his tongue! 

Back up and down the sides of her labia tracked his tongue, circling, but not touching, her clit. Then his lips nibbled at her hood, gently gripping the shaft of her engorged clitoris and triggering a gasp of delight. His tongue followed his lips, licking, flicking, swirling around her clit, causing her back to arch with pleasure. She groaning and pushed herself against his mouth as best she could, intent on intensifying the thrill of his touch but only succeeding in flexing her legs and pushing him away. Frantically she pulled her legs back, letting his mouth go back to her cunt once more and his tongue back to her clit, whimpering from her frustration and need. Andy was relieved and delighted at her responses. It was not often that she was this aroused and for it to be tonight of all nights was a hell of a bonus to his plans! His mouth fastened itself around Jackie's clit again, and she sighed with joy and satisfaction, and as he sucked her clit into his mouth to send his tongue dancing over its tip, her journey to orgasm began again. 

Looking down at Andy's head bobbing away at her cunt, Jackie also saw that her hands were no longer on her breasts. Unnoticed, she had spread them out to the sides to help balance herself during the unintended pause of a few moments before, and now she realised just how hard she had been mauling them, for her nipples were rock hard and her flesh around them red from her treatment. God, she thought, if anyone sees that they'll think I'm being abused! The thought seemed to arouse her even more and she renewed her attention to her right breast, taking the nipple between forefinger and thumb and pulling it out as hard as she could bear. If anyone came now and watched her doing that, at least they would know how her tits got so red! 

Was someone already watching? She couldn't see anyone, but the sun was low now and anyone could hide in the dappled light beneath the branches, not that she could see very much from her current position anyway. So someone could be watching! The thought gave her a jolt to match that almost simultaneously caused by Andy's teeth very gently chewing on her clit. But please let me know if they're watching! What good if they see but I never know? Oh God, Andy was getting her close to an orgasm, she could feel it building deep within her, the intensifying of sensation, the hot spot that was developing ready to explode through her body. It seemed twice as hot tonight, twice as intense, twice as deep inside her, and she knew that when it came she wouldn't care if half of town's population were watching or if the sight was beamed around the world on 'pay to view' TV! 

And then she came! The orgasm was not the violent explosion that she half expected, but more of an eruption. The hot spot deep within her suddenly boiled over sending lava like streams of ecstasy flowing through her, spreading from the heart of her pelvis throughout her body until everywhere, from her toes to her fingertips, was overwhelmed with the raw sensations of total pleasure. Her legs flailed, her hips bucked, she clung to the car with her spare hand for grim death, pleading with Andy, both silently and vocally, not to stop whatever happened. For his part he was doing his best, he had wrapped his arms around her threshing thighs, buried his face in her cunt, and had not paused in whipping her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. 

Then, just as she thought things could not get more intense, the sound of car tyres came crunching across the loose stones of the car park before the car itself came into view, coming to a halt scarcely ten yards from Jackie and Andy, with it's nose pointing straight between Jackie's outstretched legs!

For Andy this was the testing time. Would Jackie chicken out, especially as her climax subsided? Would the arrival of the other couple kill her orgasm? Or would she actually let it happen and allow Justin and Anne watch her being tongued? If she allowed her declared fantasy to be fulfilled, he would have quite a leverage to get her to fulfil his own! The best thing he could do was to keep going, to assume her consent unless she actually tried to stop him, and to hope that she was turned on enough to continue.

For Jackie, oblivious to Andy's intentions, it was the moment of her life. Looking across his back to the car, she could just make out two people, a man and a woman, gazing straight at her, and for a brief heart-stopping moment her eyes caught those of the woman. Her orgasm, which was just beginning to subside, seemed to begin anew and more waves of pleasure, fuelled this time by the knowledge that at long last she had her audience, crashed through her body. Hot lava flowed again through her veins and she was carried along on a tidal wave of pure bliss! She tugged harder on her nipple, the pain only adding to her pleasure, and she pulled her legs right back as far as they would go, opening them wide in the hope that her viewers would catch at least a glimpse of her streaming wet pussy as it continued to be whipped by Andy's tongue. He seemed not to be in the least put off by the arrival of the newcomers and had carried on licking and nibbling at her cunt all through her climax! She would, she felt sure, be eternally grateful, for never had an orgasm been so good!

Eventually, of course, her orgasm did begin to subside, leaving her spent for the moment, panting and sweating, and gasping out Andy's name, over and over. He responded by squeezing her legs harder momentarily, but his tongue never missed a beat! He was determined that she wouldn't get the chance to cool down and call things off!

He needn't have worried, Jackie was now more concerned about Andy's nerve than her own. She didn't know, of course, that the arrival of the other car was no surprise to him and half expected him not to carry on. 

"Keep going, Andy, let them watch, I don't mind"

He paused for a moment, eyes widening in surprise! "You sure?"

"Oh God, yes, I want them to see everything we do!" She wanted to make it absolutely clear to him. "It's making me as randy as hell!"

Andy smiled to himself as he bent back to his pleasuring of her cunt. 'I'm gonna remind you of what I did for you tonight the next time you won't let me arse-fuck you', he thought to himself, once more giving silent voice to his reason for setting the rendezvous up in the first place!

Andy's tongue settled once more into its tantalising routine of brushing across her clitoris, descending to explore first her vagina and then her anus, before returning upwards to lick her button once more. Jackie was in heaven! She could hardly believe that she had finally raised the nerve to let someone watch this happening to her, or that Andy had accepted the intrusion so easily! If only it could have happened sooner! From time to time she raised her head to look at the couple in the car, her arousal feeding on their eyes as they gazed at Andy's use of her nearly naked body. Sometimes she caught the eye of one or the other of them, the woman smiling softly at her while the man winked lewdly. She was not sure which of their reactions did most for her, but together with Andy's tongue they were triggering the beginnings to another orgasm, one that threatened to be at least as powerful as her first. Suddenly Jackie wanted to do more. She suddenly experienced an unbelievably strong urge to be more lewd, more obscene, more everything, so that her audience could enjoy the same level of thrill that they were giving her!

"Stop a moment, Andy, stop before I come" Jackie's voice was thick with excitement.

Andy was alarmed, his heart sank momentarily, thinking she had bottled out, but then he noticed the heat in her voice and her use of the words "a moment" and confusion reigned. But he did as she had asked and took his mouth from her clitoris, wondering as he did, just what she wanted.

"Let them see me! Stand away, Andy, let them see my cunt, let them see how wet and wide it is!"

Again, Andy was surprised by her words, but did as she asked and moved to her side. Jackie lay writhing gently, a sinuous movement of her hips ensuring all three had the most erotic view possible of a very wet pussy. Andy was shocked. He would never have believed that she could be so totally uninhibited in front of two (to her) total strangers! But he was even more surprised by her next words!

"Tell them to come closer, right up close so I can see them looking at me. Then make me cum again!"

Andy obediently turned and walked silently across to the couple in the other car, his robot gait betraying total astonishment (and not a little pleasure) at Jackie's behaviour. Car doors opened and closed and a few moments' later three heads came into her field of vision. Now she knew for sure that she was completely on show and the knowledge made her pussy wetter than ever. She tried hard to part her legs further, but they were already as far as they would go and anyway, her muscles were tiring.

"Jackie, this is Justin and this is Anne" 

Andy's incongruously formal introductions made Jackie giggle a little but she managed to control it and looked over the newcomers. Justin was a handsome thirties dark haired man with 'sales rep' looks in slacks and a sweat shirt, while Anne was a gorgeously slim twenty-something blonde in tennis skirt and blouse. To her surprise Jackie saw that Anne's blouse was open, revealing small pert breasts very like her own. So, she was not the only exhibitionist here then! The watching couple now took station one either side of Andy, who bent once more to her cunt. Feeling his tongue once again dancing across her slit Jackie relaxed a little and closed her eyes, immersed in the dual pleasures of being tongued and doing it for others to see! After only a few moments, feeling the first signs of her orgasm rebuilding, Jackie opened them - and looked straight into Anne's. The metaphorical sparks that flew between the two women threw Jackie for a minute. She had not expected the look of lust she saw in those blue eyes, nor the pleasure she felt in realising that she was the object of Anne's desire! 'Christ' she thought 'the woman's a dyke and I'm showing her my cunt - and enjoying it!'




An Evening Out



"Oh Andy, that's so good, I love your tongue on my clit" She was being deliberately crude for the benefit of the watching couple. "Lick me out, darling, I'm going to cum!"

And so she was, her orgasm was building rapidly, more quickly than she expected the cauldron of pleasure deep in her pelvis was once more beginning to bubble and threatening to soon boil over. The intensity of the feeling throughout her body was becoming unbearable, hot flames of ecstasy spreading along her legs, through the pit of her stomach and up her arching back, until they reached her brain and finally exploded in a cataclysmic orgasm. Her legs pushed at the air and her hips bucked as she pressed herself against Andy's mouth, her head thrashed from side to side, her hands scrabbled frantically at the metal of the car, and from her mouth came a rising series of deep guttural moans, each one louder and longer than the last, until the twilight rang with the unfettered cries of her enjoyment!

For what seemed an age she bucked and heaved against Andy, almost screaming her pleasure in an orgasm even more profound than her last, until at last she returned to planet Earth, shaking, trembling, gasping and panting, her body coated in a sheen of sweat and her cunt running with juices. All the time she had been conscious of eyes on her body, watching her in her throes of ecstasy. Her pleasure had been magnified by this knowledge, her climax made stronger by their presence. But all the time she had also been conscious that they were not witnessing the most intimate act, they were not seeing her during actual sexual intercourse - the ultimate sexual act, and she so wanted them to. So, even though she was still shivering and spent, she could not let it stop without that happening.

"Fuck me, Andy" She gasped out the words. "Fuck me hard!"

Andy was amazed that Jackie was still turned on and capable after that almighty climax of only a few minutes before, but he had been suffering for most of the evening from the frustration of his giant erection having nowhere to go and no likelihood of release, and he wasn't about to refuse her, audience or not! The fact that another couple was about to see him having sex with his wife bothered him not at all. 

Within seconds of her request Jackie heard a zip going down and felt the head of Andy's cock guiding itself into her tunnel. There was never going to be a problem entering her, she was so turned on, wet, and open, that she was sure he could have climbed in after it, but it was sure nice to feel it going in! She felt it sink in to full depth, the material of his trousers rubbing against her inner thighs, then withdraw almost all the way before being rammed back into her with full force. Jackie cried out with delight, this was just what she needed, a full blooded fucking. Her only problem was keeping her tired legs out of the way, they kept sinking slowly until she pulled them back, but then Justin and Anne came to her rescue there by taking hold of an ankle each and holding her legs right back and very open. Andy was now slamming himself in and out of her pussy, but that was not entirely the cause of Jackie's shortened breath or of her heart beating so rapidly. It was also the fact that the actual physical contact of the couple's hands on her ankles had, in her mind, moved things onto an entirely new plain. They were now no longer just voyeurs, witnesses to her pleasure, but had become participants in what she was now thinking of as an orgy - her first ever! What a night this was becoming!

Andy had no such thoughts, in fact he was not thinking at all. Driving his cock in and out of his wife, he was feeling the first stirrings of his own orgasm, and even the presence of Justin and Anne had largely been forgotten! His world had narrowed to the seven or so inches of hard penis buried inside Jackie and the hot painful pleasure of the pressure building within his balls. Harder and faster he drove his cock into her as his orgasm loomed closer and closer, until.......!

"I'm coming!" Andy announced to everyone concerned.

"No! Not yet, slow down, I'm not there!" Jackie was on the way to her third climax.

"I'm coming" Andy repeated, and the dam burst, hot cum spurting from his cock as he drove it deeper into Jackie's cunt in a final enormous thrust. Gout followed gout as all the frustrations of the evening were released in that one burst. When at last he was empty and his cock began to soften inside her, he groaned in relief and staggered back from her wide open legs, oblivious to Jackie's needs or to the four eyes fastened on the spunk running from her cunt.

Jackie had been so close to her climax that she too was now governed by her heat! "Andy, go down on me, darling, lick me, make me cum again, I'm nearly there, don't leave me high!" She was writhing in her need.

"I can't, darling, I'm shattered - and I can't go down on you now anyway, you're full of cum!"

Jackie's heart sank, but as she wondered if this was the end of the evening another voice spoke out!

"But I can, and I like the taste of cum!"

Astonished faces turned to look at Anne, who had released Jackie's leg and was stepping into Andy's spot between them! Andy himself was so surprised that he automatically stepped aside for her, but thinking as he did so. "No, it's ok, there's no way Jackie will agree to that!"

But there was! Instead of quickly lowering the leg released by Anne and covering herself with it, Jackie held it open like the one still held by Justin, inviting the woman in with both her actions and the look of pleasure that crossed her face. Somehow it didn't seem out of place to her that another member of the trio had offered to take over now that Andy was used up. The fact that it was a woman didn't really enter into Jackie's mind, one tongue being much like another to her at that moment!

But Anne's tongue, when it came, was very different to Andy's. Instead of Andy's firm licks and flicks pressing on her clit, Anne was like a butterfly's wings, gently flitting from one part to another, fluttering first against her clit then at the entrance to her vagina before tracing fairy steps along her labia to begin again. Sometimes the downward journey would continue to her anus, but even then there was no attempt to enter, just a gentle patter of tongue tip against her flesh. Jackie had never felt anything like it and, looking at her husband with bliss written large on her face, she whispered, "This is so good, thank you!"

For a instant Andy thought that Jackie knew it was all pre-arranged, but then he realised she meant him allowing Anne to go down on her, not that he had even thought to prevent her! After that how could he do anything except take hold of the ankle that Anne had released and watch his wife being pleasured by this beautiful woman.

Jackie had been close to orgasm when Andy had finished, but Anne's attentions were so different it was almost like starting afresh. This was not the intense sensation brought on by Andy, but a milder, gentler, and longer, climb to climax, and all the more enjoyable for it. Jackie couldn't help moving under Anne's lips and tongue, her hips describing a slow circle in the air. Anne accepted this, making no attempt to hold her still but instead gripped Jackie's buttocks in her hands and followed her sensuous gyrations with her mouth. After a minute or two of this Anne released her grip on one buttock, keeping that hand stationary so that as Jackie's cum-slippery crotch moved slowly past it and it came level with her vagina, it moved forward with two fingers sliding into Jackie's wet cunt while another penetrated straight past her sphincter muscle and deep into her anus. All the time Anne lapped at Jackie's clit and her long blonde hair hid her activities from Justin and Andy.

Jackie's eyes, till then languidly half closed in pleasure, shot open, a startled "Ooohh" burst from her lips and a look of shock crossed her face, rapidly followed by a small smile of ecstasy as she felt the pleasure of the unexpected invasion. The two men, not really knowing what was happening, both thought that Jackie had climaxed and smiled to each other knowingly!

Had it been Andy's finger going deep into her back passage Jackie would have reacted against it, but with Anne she somehow knew that there was no kinkiness intended, no domination, just an intimate pleasure giving penetration of Jackie's most private place. And indeed this proved to be the case, Anne did not piston her fingers in and out in the belief that harder was better, but gently wriggled them so that they rubbed together through the thin membranous wall separating the two passages. This also had the effect of bringing the two fingers in Jackie's vagina into contact with her G-spot, and the slow sensuous build to orgasm suddenly became a gallop to the finish line, the flickering tongue on her clit competing with the magic fingers inside her in a race to trigger her orgasm. In the end it was pretty much a draw as Jackie exploded into orgasm for the third time. This time Jackie actually cried with joy. The climax was so good, so powerful, and so intense, that her backside drummed against the car, her legs flailed loose from the two men's grip and blood oozed from a bitten lower lip. As it eventually subsided and Anne removed her fingers, the tears ran down Jackie's cheeks and, for a couple of minutes at least, she had to re-orientate herself to where she was and who she was with!

Anne leaned forward and whispered to Jackie. "Sorry, hun, I didn't mean to finger your ass, it just went in there - and then it sort of felt nice!"

Through her clearing tears Jackie whispered back, "I loved it, you can do that again anytime you like", without actually realising that she was extending an invitation to a woman who just might take her up on it!

Jackie was one very happy lady. She'd unexpectedly fulfilled her long standing ambition to be watched having oral sex and she'd pushed at the limits of her experience - and of Andy's tolerance, she suspected - by letting Anne do what she did, and finally, but certainly not least, she'd enjoyed the most stimulating, intense, and erotic, sex of her entire life! She was now entirely spent, totally satisfied, and completely content, although she felt in need of a good long soak when she got home. She looked at Andy, "Take me home now" 

Andy wasn't quite as happy as his wife. He was in fact a little confused. He was wondering how he had allowed the situation to drift so far away from his control as to watch his own wife enjoy being licked out by a woman, knowing that this woman was tasting his cum, and also knowing and not minding, that having allowed Anne access to Jackie, he'd have difficulty denying Justin or anyone else, the same access! Nevertheless, Jackie had clearly enjoyed herself and on that score the evening must count as a success, and might yet be turned to his future advantage as intended!

Anne was surprised both with herself for having the nerve to go down on Jackie with both partners present and likely to object. It had been a complete impulse, she had no idea or intention until the words 'but I can' had come from her lips, and definitely no expectation that Justin would let her, even if Andy didn't object. Now, having gone down on a woman for the very first time she was wondering how or when she would be able to repeat the experience - hopefully with Jackie and hopefully both ways!

Justin, on the other hand, was far from happy. He had engineered this entire evening with the covert intention of getting to fuck Andy's wife, having seen her photo when he first spoke to Andy. That he hadn't done so, and was obviously not going to, as Jackie had clearly had enough, was frustrating in the extreme, and to think that his 'bit on the side', Anne, had managed it, was making him feel really pissed off! But he wasn't about to give up completely!

"Shall we all meet up again some time," he asked.

The others nodded as one.



An Evening Out



We talked about going for years, and tonight was the night. You had a limo pick us up at 7:30, both of us dressed casually. 

Flirtatious looks at one another as we arrived to the door of the spa. The look on the adolescent clerks face was unforgettable when you slipped your hand under my skirt, fingered me and then handed him the money, visibly wet with my sweet juices. My bedroom blue-gray eyes twinkled at him, causing a slow crimson blush across his pale complexion. I was certain he was standing there with a woody. My red glossy lips smiled seductively at the young man before turning around, my long silky auburn hair flowing like a sheet of silk around me, resting against my lower back gently, swaying at my hips as we walk out to the hot tubs and into a clear sky blissful night. 

Your left hand gropes my ass as we walked out the door and down the side walk to area #5. The lock was silent as the key turned, we stepped through the gate and in front of us was a redwood hot tub, surrounded by rock tiles with dark green trim. A lovers bench stood against the right fence, a landscaped waterfall was in the nearest corner, and a settee for two was waiting on the black iron heart shaped table, champagne in ice, in which looked like a potted planter besides it. You turned to me, kissing me on the lips while unzipping my skirt. I stepped out of the skirt; unbuttoning my blouse as you were kissing me passionately, then I laid it on the lovers' bench neatly. 

"I've waited all day for this Princess," you said to me lovingly.

"Yes Master, as have I" the look on my eyes told you how hungry I was for your cock. 

You removed your clothes and hung them over the back of the bench. The heated mists of the hot tub rose as we stood in front of each other before entering the Jacuzzi. Our naked bodies slipped into the water, and the faint scent of chlorine in the air tickled our noses. Your arms wrapped around my waist, and pulled me onto your lap. With your famous Robert Redford smiles, eyes sparkling into mine.

"Hello gorgeous" whimsical smiles in return then tender loving tones in reply " hello Handsome." 

Your hands traveled and roamed over my body as I left a line of red glossy lip imprints along your jaw bone. My tongue trailed from your earlobe to your collar bone, you heard sultry whispers. 

"I want you" pregnant pause... "Soo bad" 

Without saying a word your hands lifted me up, the head of your cock brushing against my cleanly shaved pussy before lowering me onto it and holding me there. I squeeze the head with my pussy lips in response, wanting to lower myself onto it and invite you deeper inside me.

"No, Lisa "you said to me sternly, you have to be a good girl to get cock" 

Fires ignite, my cheeks flush after hearing your words. 

I asked sweetly," How can I please you My Master?"

Feeling your cock move an inch inside me while your fingertips pinch my nipples. 

"I want you to squeeze my cock 5 times before lowering another inch. 

"Yes Master" I said to you before starting to perform the task. 

You reached over the edge of the Jacuzzi into your black bag to retrieve nipple clamps and a blind fold. The cool night air breezed over my nipples hardening them. I whimpered as you tightened each clamp making sure the attachment was secure.

"Now close your eyes Princess while I put the blindfold on you. "Submissively I shut my eyes. 

"Yes Master" I reply, squeezing my pussy lips around your hard shaft for the last time.

"May I lower now My Master?" I asked, 

"Yes you may" you said, and before I could say thank you, you thrusted your cock into me hard. 

"OOOooohhhhh"

Moans are heard in the night air, my back arched, long silky hair caressed your thighs, as I rocked my pelvis into yours. You grabbed my hips guiding me up and down on your thick hard cock for several minutes, and then you stopped abruptly. My eyes covered in black satin, open sultry tones. 

"More Master," A whining plea "more, please more!" 

You smiled at me, although I couldn't see the look, I knew it is there, for I had seen it many times. It is the look of pleasure and pride.

In a domly voice you asked me "you love Masters cock, don't you my Princess, yes??"

"Ooohh Yes Master" I replied excitedly.

"Good girl" I heard you say before feeling a wash of ecstasy over my body when your cock teasingly entered and exited my moist cavern. 

You yanked on the nipple clamps before attaching a thin chain to each one, making sure once again that they were secure. I raised my hips up and down to meet your movements, our bodies communicated with each other. Hot hisses in my ear as you nuzzled your chin in my neck 

"That's it Lisa baby, fuck your Masters cock, fuck it gooood" 

Ramming it deep inside me, and then slowing down to a gentle rhythm, your thumb on my clit made slow circles counter clockwise; my moans and whimpers were carried out into the night air. My passion intensified with your words. 

"OOohhhh Gawwwwd I love you" 

I almost screamed as you pulled your cock out, rubbing the head against my now swollen clit a few times, and plunged back in deeper than before. 

I heard commanding tones, "I want you to sit on the edge of the hot tub now my little slut." 

"Yes Master, what ever pleases you," the smile on my face telling you the words I was thinking.

I stood up slowly, the water lapping against me. You tugged at the nipple clamps with your teeth as my tits hit your face. Hot flesh against cool cheek, head turning into my voluptuous breasts as I felt for the cement ground with my hands. As I climbed over your body, droplets of water fell and drizzled down my breasts and belly. The moonlight flashed on the water beads dropping as I rose, illuminating my tanned skin tone under the moonlight. I stepped out of the tub and sat on the edge, dangling my feet in the water, still unable to see anything. 

I felt your hands on each knee guiding my legs open slowly, hot kisses on my inner thigh from back of my knee to my pussy lips. My legs spread slowly as I laid my head on top of my crisscrossed arms. The tip of your tongue darted up my soft wet slit, my juices honey sweet. Your hands cupped my ass cheeks, raising my pussy into your face. Full lips sucked at my clit, feeling it engorge and enlarge. You knew that I was heating up. Two fingers slid in easily in search of the bean size g-spot as you sucked harder on my magic button. Gentle love bites were felt as my body temperature increased, loud moans of pleasure drifted from my mouth. My back arched then lowered, my hands reached for the back of your head, pulling you in closer to my pussy, my hips rocked against your face as my orgasm began to wax up to a climax, intense pleasure, and heaven. 

You raised your head as you felt your fingers being clutched; and in a stern voice "Not yet My Sweet Treat, you know you have to wait for permission to cum. 

"OOohhhh" I cry out, feeling your lips once again suckling at my itty bitty clitty. 

I moan out after several minutes...in a whiney pleading sort of sound "Pllleeeeaassssee Master, please may I cum?" 

My head rose, trying to look at you, wanting to cum soo badly.

"No Princess, not yet. " Your words echo out into the night. 

Frustrated sighs, on the edge of cumming.

"Pleeeeaaassssseeee My Master, ppllllleeeaasssseeee can I cum?" 

You pause before answering, then with certainty in your voice respond "Yes, my little slut I want you to cum now"

Your teeth wrapped around my clit, holding it in place as you sucked me into oblivion. 

"OOOOooooooo OOooo My GAAAAWWWWWDDDD... OOOOOooooooooo"

I rode the waves of the orgasm for several minutes. You licked my juices as they squirt into your mouth, drinking my passion, lapping up all my cum.

"I love the sweet taste of you My Slut" you say to me as you stood up. 

Your naked body glistened under the moonlight, your hairy chest wet and fluffy, droplets from your hair kissed your cheek. You knelt beside me stroking your cock. 

"Open your mouth my thirsty little cumslut."

"Yes Master" I say, 

"Swallow my love baby, drink it all"

Obediently parting my lips wide and sticking out my tongue to catch my drink, I felt your cum splash against my cheeks, shooting into my mouth, rolling over my tongue and towards my throat, swallowing every last drop.

"Mmmmmmmm" I said, then licked my lips. Lust filled looks into your eyes tell you that I still wanted more.

"You are a greedy lil slut today aren't you My Sweet?"

You asked me as you placed a crooked finger under my chin guiding my face to lift up to yours. You removed the blindfold and rubbed your cock head in a circular motion on my cheek and bottom lip, soft sweet sultry tones replied

"Yes Master, I am very hungry for your love, I want to kneel before you and worship at your alter."

I turned my open mouth to the tip of your cock, and softly kissed it with full lips. I bent my knees and kneeled assuming my position in front of you. You bent over taking my hand in yours and pulled me up, our bodies aligned and a shadow was cast on the back fence wall. You wrapped your arms around my waist; I raised my left thigh and rubbed it on the outside of your leg, purring in your ear. 

"I love you, ooohh I love you."

You led me to a tree and asked me to stand in front of it. I did so obediently, and then you reached down into your black bag and retrieved a couple of yards of pink satin rope. You pressed your hands against both of my shoulders conforming to my body against the tree. 

"Please Master, not too tight" I begged.

You made sure the rope was secure and that my arms and legs were unable to move. You reached down and picked up the black bag, sorting through it, a smile appeared on your face when you found what you were looking for. A silver shaped egg sat in your hand, the remote still in the bag. You walked over to me, licked your fingers and probed the egg between my legs, pushing it inside my wet pussy. The egg felt cold upon entering, and it warmed quickly, as thoughts of the last time you used this toy on me came clear in my mind. You licked your fingers again, tasting my sweetness, and looked into my eyes.

" Now My Peach, I will show you what tease means... "Your voice faded when you bent over to search for the remote. 

You turned the *incredible egg* on, and watched my facial expression change, from lustful to passionate looks back into your handsome face. You took a few steps back to admire your handiwork, enjoying the look of my body tied to a tree. You placed the blindfold over my eyes again. The first thing you touched me with was soft and feathery. You made a path from my shoulders to my fingertips using the feather pen we bought at K-Mart, smiling as you saw the goose bumps rise on my silky skin.

"I see your body is responding to me My Sweet Pet," then you paused and said "this pleases me." 

"Ya yessss Massster," 

I felt heat igniting in my pussy instantly, sultry tones "my body craves your touch, needs your kisses." 

Domly tones in reply "And soon, my sweet, you will have them." 

The back of your hand brushed up my cheek, your head leaned in and you kissed my sweet lips. My tongue darted out immediately, wanting to taste you, wanting to taste me on you. Your head leaned in and you kissed my sweet lips. You sucked on my pussy and tugged on my nipple clamps as you continued to kiss me. I moan out into our kiss, feeling my pussy juices, hot, sticky, squeezing the egg shaped ball that was vibrating inside me. You break the kiss, and adjust the intensity of the incredible egg. More moans of pleasure as I feel your index finger circling my clit. You want to get me close, to the very edge of the orgasm, and hold me there. Primitive lustful growls in my ear. 

"You are being a very good cumslut, you will get your reward ....pregnant pause...."soon," 

My pleas of passion echoing, "Please my Master, please let me cum," more desperate pitiful cries. 

"Pleeeeaaassssseeee" Please My Master, please let me cum" You respond with hot whispers on my neck. 

"Not yet baby doll, I am going to teach you what being teased is all about" 

You bend over again and lift a candle, digging in your pocket for a Bic lighter. The fire dances as you tilt the candle, and you watch little beads of melted wax drop off of my breasts and onto the tiled ground. Then you raise it higher above my head finding a better aim. Watching each hot drop of wax fall onto my nipples onto nipple clamps, hardening before the next drop hits. You walk over to the champagne, and pick up a few crushed ice cubes. Then you walk back over to me, and rub the ice over the other nipple, watching it harden and rise. Hot mouth on ice cold nipple. More Wax. More ice, more wax. You turned the egg up to high, leaning your body against mine, whispering into my ear the same time you thumb my clit. 

"Ok baby, cum for me, cum nice and hard for me." You hear my tortuous moans of ecstasy resonating in the wind as it blows over my body. Higher pitched cries of passion and ecstasy as I rode the wave up. 

"That's it, that's a good lil cumslut," strong resonating tones almost demanding in my ear.

"Cum harder for me My love" your voice coaxing me into oblivion.

I didn't try to stifle my moans of ecstasy heard loudly by the neighboring patrons. Husky throaty moans into our kiss as I rode the wave and then waned down. I was enjoying being washed away on waves of pleasure. 

You loosened my bonds, removing the egg from my pussy. Placing it on my lower lip, my steamy hot juice applied, I licked and tasted my sweetness. You wrapped the rope back up and put it back in the *magic* bag. I slipped my body back into the jacuzzi, sitting in front of low back jet purposely. The water jets pounded against my flesh, relieving myself of the fatigue, and aches of my muscles dissipated. I watched you walk towards me, admiring your stance and strut. Your dark red hair curled up a lil on the ends, your deep green eyes focused on me, admiring your perfect hair patterns on your body, that I craved and needed sooo badly. Your strong physique lowered into the water. You slid in next to me, looking deeply in my eyes 

"I love you My Princess, I love making you cum soo hard." 

We kiss, our lips touch and press lightly against each other. Our mouths part, tongues dancing, the steam from our bodies becoming a mist and floats away. The jet bubbles surrounding us and lapping against the forest green tiles making tiny little splashes that sometimes jump up on our faces. Our bodies entwine, perfectly molded as one.

"I love you Master, you make my fantasies reality."



An Evening Out



It had been three weeks or so since I had spent the weekend with Master John and Mistress Kayla at their secluded cabin. They had dropped me off at my car, where they had kidnapped me, on Sunday evening. They both told me how much they had enjoyed using me for the weekend, and they hoped I'd continue serving them. Kayla told me she was going to give me a few weeks to think about everything that had gone on. I told her I didn't need that much time to think it over. She just smiled, and told me that she and John didn't want me rushing into anything. I had made it home and collapsed in my bed. I was a zombie at work the next day. It had taken me most of that next week to physically recover. 

During that week, I e-mailed them telling them how much I had treasured the time with the two of them. I was discouraged that I hadn't received any replies. I called, and left a few messages for them, again with no reply. Finally, on Saturday, more than a week after, I received the following e-mail: 

David, 

I told you I wanted you to take some time to think about things. Writing Master John and I on a daily basis is not "taking time". It's also not following instructions...and you know how we both hate disobedience :(

I know you are excited...I know that you feel you've found something to replace Jacqui, and how badly you need that. Master and I both enjoyed playing with you and making you OURS. We want that to continue, for the long term. We want you to be sure of what you're doing and what you want. We want to be sure you're not just an infatuated little slut ;). I don't want to find you at a party serving someone else – unless we tell you too!:) 

Master John and I want a commitment from you – to serve us as we see fit. This isn't something to step lightly into – you MUST take your time making this decision. I will let you know when we're ready to hear it.

Wickedly,

Kayla 

I couldn't tell if they were angry with me, disappointed, upset, or what. It was a rather long weekend, spent home alone as I tried to sort through my feelings. Monday rolled around again, and though I thought of the two of them often, I wasn't dwelling on it. That next weekend I spent with friends, whitewater rafting in West Virginia. During the long ride back, I thought about John and Kayla, and how I wanted to be with them. Both of them reminded me of Mistress Jacqui. Like her, they both seemed to know how far to push me – to expand my limits without exceeding them. 

On Thursday, I was sitting at my desk at work. We use Instant Messenger to communicate in the company, since we've got some pretty far flung offices, so I wasn't all that startled when it chimed. I looked up: 

MK68: Been thinking? 

It was Kayla's screename: 

Festen: Yes. 

MK68: Have you made a decision? 

Festen: YES 

MK68: ;P I want you here at 6 PM tomorrow night. I will e-mail you directions to our home. 

Their home was a beautiful brownstone in the city. Miraculously, I was able to find a spot on the street. I literally bounded up the steps and rang the bell. Shortly, the door opened. 

"David, you slut! Back for more?" Master John boomed, as he opened the door. "Come in, Kayla's expecting you." 

"Thank you, Master," I replied quietly, as I entered their home. 

"Follow me," Master John said, walking up the stairs. "I have another pet to go see. A female slut, much like yourself. Kayla's going to take care of you tonight." He laughed as he opened the door to the bathroom, "Boy, is she going to take care of you." Master John moved aside so I could step past him. "Strip, and fold your clothes neatly. Then kneel next to the tub, head on the floor and await your Mistress." 

He closed the door, and I could hear it lock from the outside. I quickly stripped. As usual, my cock was already hard and dripping pre-cum. My heartbeat was beating a little bit fast. I looked around the room. It was large for a bathroom, with a beautiful marble floor. There was a pedestal sink and a whirlpool tub, along with the toilet. There was another door leading out besides the one I had come in, going, I guessed, to a bedroom. I knelt there on the cool tile, awaiting my fate. 

After a few minutes, the door I had come in from opened and Mistress Kayla breezed in, striding over to stand in front of me, as I stared at her feet, encased in red leather heels. She crouched down, and I could feel first her warm breath on my neck, then her hands, as she affixed a thin collar around my neck. "I'm so glad you've decided to give yourself to me," she whispered in my ear, and I could hear the happiness in her voice. 

"I'm glad you want me," I replied. 

"We'll see," was all she said. "Lean over the tub, ass in the air" she ordered. I could hear her running water in the sink. "I'm glad you've been keeping up with your shaving. It's one less thing we'll have to do. Tonight I'm going to change slave David into slut Darcy." She shut the water off, and turned, an enema bag in her hand, which she proceeded to hang on the shower rod. "Oh, I already know you're a slut, I just want you to be a more feminine one tonight." She began to grease up my ass, preparing it for the enema nozzle. "First though, I want to make sure you're clean. Inside and out." I squirmed as she slowly inserted the nozzle inside of me. She reached up, I heard a click, and then the fluid started running into me, distending my stomach.

"Now, while we're waiting for that to do its work, I believe I need to remind you of your place." Before I had a chance to ask what she meant, she brought a paddle down upon my ass. I gasped at the burning pain. "Jesus Christ, Darcy, but your ass is pale. Gotta' put some color in those cheeks." She quickly did that. Within a few moments I could tell from the heat that my butt must be nice and red. She stopped for a moment, just long enough to remove the enema nozzle. With an admonishment not to spill a drop, she went back to paddling me. 

The paddling quickly became unbearable. My ass was burning, and the pressure and cramping in my bowels wasn't helping matters any. I was sweating profusely, nearly crying, when she finally allowed me up, and helped me to the toilet. She told me I could release my enema, and then I was to clean up and quickly take a shower. "When you're done, go through this door," she indicated the one that hadn't been used yet, "and meet me in the guest bedroom." 

After relieving myself, I stepped into the shower. I turned the hot water tap, but nothing came out. It was a quick shower, and I was a shivering mess when I was done. Why is it that the cold makes your nipples stand out, but shrivels your penis to nothing? 

Mistress Kayla remarked on this when I entered the guest room. "You must want me to turn you into a girl. Look at you!" she laughed. "I can't see your cock, and your nipples must be an inch long!" She had me stand before her, as she quickly attached a harness to my cock, which went around my waist and pulled it back underneath me and between the cheeks of my ass. If it would even allow me to get hard, which I doubted, it would be very painful. "This is exactly why Master John and I keep the hot water off in that bathroom," she grinned. "Now, let's get you dressed." 

Mistress Kayla had already laid my clothes out on the bed. First on was a pair of black lace panties. Having my cock pulled back left them with a very smooth front. "I'd usually have you wear a g-string, but I don't want there to be any tell-tale bulges." Next was the matching bra. Mistress Kayla filled the cups with breast forms, made of silicone "So they'll sort of feel real," Inside the each form was a nipple clamp, and she took great delight in attaching them to my engorged nipples. I gasped, and she laughed "Get used to it honey! You're going to be wearing those all night long." Then she nuzzled along my neck and whispered in my ear "Still glad I want you?" 

"Yes, Mistress Kayla," I answered.

"Good." Next she handed me a pair of thigh high stockings and watched as I rolled them up my hairless legs. This was followed by a black leather miniskirt, similar to hers, and a shear white blouse, through which you could easily see the bra. To finish off my ensemble, she handed me a pair of black patent leather Mary Janes, with a 4" platform heel. "I usually have my sluts wear stilettos, but after watching you totter around on the pair we had you wear at the cottage, I figured I give you a break...for now."

Mistress Kayla motioned for me to sit down on the edge of the bed. "Now let's make you up." 

First Mistress Kayla placed a long brunette wig on my head. The hair color was remarkably similar to my own, and it all blended well together, leaving me with hair that fell halfway down my back. She then went to work on my hands, attaching fake nail tips to my fingers, and painting them a dark red. Lastly was my face. 

Mistress stepped away, looked at me for a minute, and then grinned deviously, "What a slut! You look perfect...Darcy." She reached over to the dresser, grabbed a mirror and held it up in front of me. 

I breathed deeply. She had turned me into the perfect whore. I could easily pass for a beautiful...well...fuck doll. My lips were deep red, and I had long lashes. I looked like a complete tart. I also hadn't realized how deeply the neckline of my blouse plunged. Mistress had me stand up, and I got another shock at how short the miniskirt was. You could see the elastic top of the thigh highs. 

"Oh, we are going to have so much fun, girl," Kayla said, giggling. Then she turned serious "Sit down for a minute, Darcy." 

I did, and she sat next to me, putting her hand on my knee. "I think you're very pretty. I want to take you out and show you off to the world. Are you okay with that?" 

I was nervous, and I wasn't sure. "Where are we going to go?" I asked, quietly, looking down at the floor. 

Mistress Kayla took my chin in her hand, and raised my face to her, "A club outside of town. Nowhere you'd be recognized," she chuckled, "Not that you'd be recognized, baby." I took a moment to think, "I promise nothing will happen that you don't want to happen." I swallowed hard, and then nodded my head. "Great! Darcy and Kayla out on the town." 

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It was a dance club outside of town. It wasn't crowded when we got there, but it got that way fast. There was a bar downstairs, then a DJ and dance floor on the second floor. Mistress Kayla and I chose a table that overlooked the stairway leading up from the bar. 

"This is a great seat, Darc," she said to me, "everyone coming up the stairs is going to get a great look at your panties," she started laughing as I turned bright red. "You are such a slut," she added. 

I slowly got into the atmosphere of the evening. I enjoyed being the center of attention, and I certainly was. I was flirting shamelessly – licking my lips, silently mouthing "Hi," to strange men, crossing and uncrossing my legs as guys made their way up the stairs, making sure I flashed them a look at my panties. Mistress Kayla and I danced, and I made sure to suggestively wiggle my ass. I was acting like a complete whore...and loving it. Kayla kept rubbing my ass, or whispering in my ear how much fun she was having. 

"I have to go to the bathroom," I said, getting up from my chair.

Kayla leaned over, "Remember to use the ladies room. Not that you're a lady...bitch." 

I returned several minutes later, and there was a well built young man sitting in my chair. He and Kayla were laughing heartily. She looked up, put her hand around my waist. "Darcy, this is James. He's been watching you all night." 

He was cute. Obviously in his mid-20's, 6' tall, very lean and tight, with fine, sandy blond hair. I could see the bulge straining his pants. He reached out to shake my hand, "Kayla says you're pretty wild." 

"Does she?" I replied, smiling at him, wondering where this was going. 

"Oh, yeah. I told him you'd love to give him a blow job." 

I stared at her for a moment. Quickly, I considered my options. I could walk out, but would I lose Kayla? If she was going to do this to me, did I even want to be with her? Even deeper inside though was this – James was cute, and I did want to blow him. I was terribly excited, and my cock was trying to grow, but because of its confinement, couldn't. I looked down at Kayla, and could see she was excited to. "Sure," I replied, and I thought James' grin was going to split his face. 

"Great," he croaked (was he more nervous than I was?), "I've got a van outside."

We followed him out. Kayla held me back a little so she could talk to me, while James sprinted ahead "I didn't know if you were going to do it." She told me. 

"Do you want me not to, Mistress?" I asked quietly. 

"Oh, no. I want you to. You've got me so wet, it's dripping down my legs." She grinned at me. "I told him what kind of relationship we have." I started to say something, but she cut me off, "I told him we were lezzies, don't worry. I told him he couldn't touch you, he was simply getting a blow job and I was going to be there to make sure everything went okay." We had gotten to the van, and James had opened the side door and was motioning us inside. "Remember Darcy, sluts swallow," Mistress Kayla whispered in my ear.

The van was like something out of the early seventies. The back half was taken up with a bed, and James arranged himself on the edge. Kayla sat on one of the captain's chairs, and rotated it around so she was facing James. I kneeled on the floor between them. 

James reached down to his zipper, "Should I...?"

"No, Darcy wants to open your zipper and pull that big cock out, don't you honey?" 

I nodded, and reached up, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. James went commando – no underwear – so his hard cock popped right out at me. I began to stroke it with one hand, while I worked his pants down around his ankles with the other hand. It was warm and pulsing, maybe 6" long and 2 or 2 ½" around, not quite as big or thick as Master John's. Once I had his pants down, I began licking up and down the shaft. James sighed and lay back on the bed, his legs hanging over the edge. 

I felt Mistress Kayla's hand sliding up my leg and under my skirt, rubbing along my bare ass. My cock kept trying to expand, but couldn't. I began licking around James' balls, sucking first one, then the other into my mouth. He was young, and, having been there once myself, I knew once I closed my mouth over his cock, he wasn't going to last long. I wanted to make sure he had a good time. 

Mistress Kayla had reached into her handbag and pulled out a "pocket rocket" vibrator. She told me later that she was so wet, that she used her own pussy juice to lubricate it. I felt her sliding it down the crack of my ass, and as I slowly lowered my mouth over James' cock, she slowly slid it into my ass. I felt the buzzing deep inside as she turned it on low. 

James himself was starting to get into it now. "Oh, yeah, suck it bitch, suck it good," he was moaning, hands in my hair, guiding my mouth up and down his shaft. "Fuck her with that vibe, fuck her pussy," he said to Kayla. He was moaning, thrusting his cock deep into my throat, while pulling down on my head, trying to stuff himself all the way into my stomach.

"Blow him Darcy," Kayla said quietly and steadily, while she pistoned the vibrator in and out of my ass, "make him cum. Make him cum with you. " I knew what she wanted, and I began moaning around James' cock, faking an impending orgasm. 

This set him off, and I felt his balls tighten and his cock swell. "Yeah!" he yelled "Fuck yeah! Slut's gonna' make me cum!" With that, he emptied his balls in my mouth. I swallowed it all down, and kept sucking him, making sure I got every drop, and I moaned out my fake orgasm.

Mistress Kayla slid the vibe out of my ass. When I knew he was done, I moved my mouth off of him, licked my lips, and smiled like a Cheshire Cat. "Thanks, James," I said in a very sultry voice, "that was great." 

He collapsed back on the bed. "Yeah, you too," was all he could manage. Kayla and I let ourselves out of the van, walked back to her SUV and got in. Mistress Kayla started it up, then leaned over, grabbed me by the head and kissed me long and deep. "That was great." She had changed out of her skirt before we left and was wearing this dress with buttons all the way up the front. She unbuttoned every one up to her belly button, leaving the bottom half of her body bare. There was already a wet spot on the seat. She grabbed my head, and shoved it into her crotch. "Eat." Was all she said, as she put the car in drive, and started home. 

Cum was coming out of her in copious amounts as I attacked her pussy and clit. I don't know how she made it home. We pulled into the driveway, she put the car in park, then stiffened and came hard, flooding my face. She held my face to her crotch as she came down. "One last thing," she said, "Open up," and let loose a stream of her golden nectar, which I hungrily swallowed down.

She pulled my head away, and laid her head back against the headrest. "God. You have a great fucking mouth."

"Thank you, Mistress," I smiled back at her. 

After a few minutes, she buttoned up her dress, and opened up the door. "Come on, slut. I'm not finished with you yet." I got out of the car as she came around the front and took my hand. We walked up the steps, hand in hand, and entered the house. We faintly heard a slapping sound, and muffled moaning. Kayla chuckled softly. "I guess we weren't the only ones having fun tonight. Sounds like John brought his little slut home as well." We walked up the stairs, and as we approached the door to the guest bedroom, the sounds became louder. Mistress Kayla opened the door and quietly walked in.

Master John was standing off to the side of a naked woman, whipping her back with a flogger. Her long auburn hair was sweat matted. A large red ball gag split her lips and drool was trickling out of the corner of her mouth. She was tied atop a Sybian, which was buzzing and thrusting away. She was writhing and trying to lift herself up, but she had been tied in such a way the she couldn't move. Master John had also bound her large breasts with rope, turning them red and swollen. Clips were attached to her nipples. A large puddle had formed underneath her.

"Well, hello there," he said as Kayla walked forward and began flicking the clamps. "Kayla, meet Gail. Gail, meet Mistress Kayla." All Gail could do was moan. "Did you and Darcy have fun?"

"Oh, yes," Kayla answered absently, "She's quite the cock sucking little slut."

"Believe me baby, I know," he replied, snapping the flogger at Gail, drawing a squeal from her, and smiling at me.

"Gail, honey, do you need to cum?" Kayla asked, sweetly. Gail moaned, and nodded her head.

"She's already cum seven times since I brought her home. And once in the car. And she squirts like you wouldn't believe."

Kayla looked down at the puddle on the floor. "Oh, I can believe it. She's going to clean all this up, right?"

"With her tongue."

Kayla reached over and pressed down on Gail's shoulders. Within ten seconds, she was screaming and shaking and trying to move off the Sybian, but Kayla just held her there. "That's it. Cum for your Mistress." All of the sudden a gush of fluid erupted from Gail's pussy, adding to the puddle on the hardwood floor. She stiffened, and a high keening wail came from her, then she went limp, leaning her head against Kayla's stomach. "Oh, that was so nice." She held Gail for a moment, and then turned to John. "I'm going to take Darcy into the bedroom and explain to her how things are going to be. Are you going to be long?"

"Another couple of hours."

With that, Mistress Kayla got up and led me into the Master bedroom. It was a normal room, with a king sized bed, a chest of drawers and a dresser, as well as an armoire. She told me to stand in the center of the room, and as I looked around, I noticed there were eye hooks in the ceiling above me. "Did you enjoy watching that?" Mistress Kayla walked to the chest and began retrieving things from the drawers. 




An Evening Out



"Yes Mistress."

"She's pretty, isn't she?" She walked back toward me, with a set of wrist cuffs, which she began attaching and subsequently used to restrain me to the eye hooks.

"Not as pretty as you," I replied.

"That's sweet of you to say." She reached up underneath my skirt, pulled down my panties and had me step out of them. Then she reached underneath me, and released my cock from the harness which had restrained it back underneath me. It sprang out, stiff, erect, and dripping. I let out a sigh of relief. She sat back down on the bed in front of me, and leaned back on her arms, crossing her legs.

"So, are you ready to be owned, bitch?"

"Yes, Mistress, " I replied, breathlessly.

"You will be mine, David. Everything you have will be mine. You'll serve Master John, and others I approve of and tell you to, but...You. Will. Be. Mine." She paused for a moment, her eyes boring into mine. "Do you understand that?"

"Yes, Mistress. Please. I want to be yours. I want you to have everything."

She smiled then, warm, inviting. "You'll be here every weekend...for now. After a while, you'll move in here. You'll keep working, but when you're done, you'll come right here." I nodded eagerly. Mistress Kayla got up from where she was, and placed a blindfold on me. "Don't go anywhere," she giggled.

I could hear her moving around, doing things, opening and closing the drawers and the closet door. After a few moments, she took my arms down, and then removed the blindfold. She stood before me, having shed most of her clothes. She was left in thigh high stockings and a pair of black leather knee high boots. A strap-on dildo, 8 inches long and about 2 ½ inches around protruded from her crotch. She pushed me down to my knees. "Suck me like you sucked James."

I quickly went to work on her cock, taking it deep into my throat. "You look so fuckable. You think you know what it means to be owned, but you really have no idea." The dildo was so much different from the real thing. It was smooth, not as soft and yielding, and certainly nowhere near as warm. "John got to fuck you last time, and you wore me out, so I never did." She pulled me off her cock, and pushed me onto the bed on my stomach, my legs hanging over the edge. She spread my legs apart. "I wonder if you made it wet enough, bitch," she said, as she lifted my miniskirt up around my waist. "Have you been good? Should I give you some lube or fuck you dry?"

"Please..." I whimpered.

"Please, what? Please may I have some lube? Or please just ram it in my ass?" she said as she slapped my ass.

"Please, Mistress, please, some lube."

"Oh, okay, I'll lube up your pussy." One hand continued to caress my ass, then I felt the fingers from her other hand, cold and slippery. I let out a slight moan as they entered me and she began to finger fuck me. She leaned down next to me and whispered in my ear "I'm going to violate you. You're my bitch now." Her fingers slid out and I felt the dildo at my ass.

"Please, Mistress, I need to be fucked," I breathed as I pushed back, impaling myself.

"You slutty little bitch. You want it so fucking badly, don't you?" She slowly buried the entire cock in my ass and I felt her hips pressing against me. "That's so good, isn't it, bitch? You like that, don't you?" I couldn't do anything but moan. I was full, and falling down the abyss of sub space, as she began to thrust in and out of me, slowly at first, then faster, harder and deeper. "You're my bitch, aren't you? I fucking own you, bitch. Is that good? Are you going to cum? Is it that good?"

"Oh fuck, oh, that's feels so good! Oh, fuck me!" I was moaning and fucking her back as she pounded into me.

"Don't you dare fucking cum, bitch. I own you...all of you, including your cum. You don't cum without asking permission."

"Yes, Mistress," I was moaning continuously now. "Oh, fuck! I'm so close." I let out an almost whining moan, as she stopped, and slowly withdrew from me. She then had me turn over, and slide up on the bed, as she sat into between my legs, draping my legs over hers. She slowly inserted two fingers in my ass, and slowly began moving them around.

"I want you to understand this David. I. Own. You. All of you. From now on, you don't cum without permission. That's mine, just like every other part of you. If you jerk off, you ask me for permission to cum. If I allow you to have a vanilla relationship, and the two of you decide to fuck, or she wants to give you a blow job, you need my permission to cum. Do you understand?"

She had found my prostate and was massaging it. The pleasurable sensation was moving from my ass to my cock. "Yes, Mistress."

She began pressing even harder on my prostate. "If you cum without my permission, even if I'm not there, I'll know. Don't try to fool me. I want all of you." The feeling was becoming unbearable, I felt very close to cumming. "You think you're going to cum now, bitch? No way. Tonight you learn how I'm going to control you. It's called milking. I'm milking you, just like a slutty little cow." I had this feeling of being on the edge of an orgasm, but couldn't get over the edge. As I looked down though, I saw a stream of cum coming from my cock. "That's right, slut. No orgasm, but I get all your cum. When I'm done milking you, you'll need a day or two to refill. I'm going to drain your balls, " she said with a sadistic chuckle. Cum just continued to pour from my cock as she massaged my prostate. It wasn't that the feeling wasn't pleasurable, but I needed to cum! 

"Please, Mistress, please, I need to cum!"

"No you don't," she corrected me. "You want to cum. You don't need to. Besides, I just explained to you, it's not your decision anymore. It's mine. You wanted me to own you, you wanted to be mine, and this is part of it. I decide. And tonight, I don't want you to cum."

I moaned and whined for the next couple of minutes, until, after the flow of fluid had slowed and then stopped, she removed her fingers from inside of me. She moved from between my legs, and lay alongside me. "This is what he means to be owned," she said, as she caressed my cheek, and kissed me. "Once Master John is finished with Gail, I'll bring you into the guest bedroom. I'll tie you to the bed, on one side, and John's going to tie Gail to the other. Then we'll be in to get you in the morning, and start the next part of your training."