1 comments/ 17526 views/ 15 favorites Adventure Night Ch. 01 By: Pghwriter "Yes, Mistress, I understand." In truth, I didn't really understand. I didn't understand how it was I'd gotten myself into this position, but every time She spoke, I listened and did precisely what I was told. "That's a good slut," She said into the phone, and then it went dead. I sighed. Not even a "goodbye." As I drove home from work, I realized that I was completely at Her mercy, and would do anything She asked - or told - me to do. There was nothing I could refuse Her. I was, as she put it, Her slut - to be used in any way She saw fit. Tonight would be no exception. She had just informed me that I was to head home directly from work, go up to the bedroom, and put on the things she laid out for me. I'd found the "Adventure Night" love coupon this morning, tucked discreetly into my briefcase. Adventure nights always promised something fun and different, and I grew excited at the prospect of whatever she'd lined up for me tonight. The last one was what had me calling my beloved wife "Mistress." The end of that adventure had me signing a contract that, if I could do it for a month, she would make sure that every adventure from here on out would be well worth it. So I agreed. That was the thing about Adventure Night - whoever left the card for the other one was assured total compliance. It was a trust game, really. I trusted her not to push it too far, and she trusted the same. That month from the last one ran out tomorrow, and now Mistress Ali was about to make good on her last bit of this adventure. In the last month, she'd tied me up, dressed me up, blindfolded me, forced me to suck her large dildos, and generally had her way with me, including even forcing a butt-plug up my virgin ass. I'd spent more time being hard in the last month than I could recall. I had no idea what I was in for tonight, but my cock was practically bursting from my pants as I walked into the house and ran up the steps to the bedroom. There, on the bed, I found the outfit - if it could be called that - along with a letter. "My sweet slut - tonight, you are Mine. You will shower and shave - and I do mean shave EVERYTHING - I want my slut smooth all over. Then, you will dress in your proper attire for the evening. Do not touch MY cock, except in the cleaning and shaving, and to dress yourself. You will greet me as I come in the door on your hands and knees. Tonight will be one you will remember for a long time, I assure you." Mistress Ali I looked at the outfit and my cock stirred in my pants once more. There was a pair of lacy black thong panties, stockings, and a barely there French maid's uniform that would hide nothing, I was sure. A pair of black heels completed the outfit. She was right - I was pretty sure I would remember this night for a very long time indeed. I went into the bath and proceeded to shave my body and wash up, and then set about getting dressed. Rolling up the stockings, I loved how they caressed my now hairless legs, stretching over and smoothing out my masculine legs, making them look feminine even to me. The panties were next, and my cock was instantly hard in the skimpy lace. I put on the uniform last, followed by the shoes, and stood, looking in the mirror. I gasped at what I saw. I was completely lost in my reflection when my phone rang. I picked it up. "Yes, Mistress Ali?" "Are you dressed yet, slut?" "Yes, Mistress." "Good. Send me a picture of you. Then, I want you to get the butt-plug from your nightstand and insert it. Be a good slut and have it done in five minutes." "Yes, Mistress." The phone went dead again, and I hurriedly complied, snapping a picture of myself in the mirror and sending it to her, and then inserting the big plug into my ass. It hurt, and I had to rush it, but I managed to get it inside in 4 minutes, and sent her a message indicating so. "Good slut. I will be home in 20 minutes." I eagerly went to the door to await my Mistress and waited, on hands and knees, just in case she was early. I only had to wait about 5 minutes when I heard the key in the door. I turned to greet Her, and was surprised to be looking dead into the face of my sister, Heather. My face must have turned several shades of red instantly, as Heather first just gaped, and then burst out laughing, but she did not shut the door. She put out a hand to stop me from closing the door. "No you don't. I want to enjoy this for a little while." I'd never really gotten along with Heather. While she was a nice enough person, and I was never outright mean to her or anything for my wife's sake, there was just something that never really worked between us. Maybe it was that I took her sister away from the family - I don't know, but we'd never really seen eye to eye, and now that she'd caught me in this situation, I suspected it was only going to get worse. I was right. I heard the car pull into the driveway and knew that my Mistress was about to come in and see the whole situation. Me, with a plug up my ass, the panties straining to hold it and me in, the maid's uniform, the whole thing, and my wife and Mistress about to enter the room. And I knew what I had to do. I went back to my hands and knees, awaiting my Mistress. Upon her appearance at the door, I greeted her, saying, "Good evening, Mistress Ali." She looked around, saw her sister still laughing in the corner of the foyer, and then looked at me. "Well, I'm surprised, my slut. I didn't think you had it in you to remember your place." "Thank You, Mistress," was all I said, bowing my head. She reached out a hand and patted me on the head. "Good slut. I shall reward you, assuming you continue to please me...and my sister." My look of panic must have been clear to her, because she laughed long and loudly while she shut the front door. "Yes, my slut. Heather here told me several months ago how she wanted to try fucking a man's ass. This last month, you've been coming to this point all along, and here you are, wearing panties and a servant's uniform, a butt-plug stuck up your ass, all ready to service the two of us tonight." I looked over at Heather, only to see her expression had changed from laughing to lusting. "Does he really have a plug up his ass?" she asked. "Turn around, slut, and show Mistress Heather your ass." Mortified, I did as my Mistress commanded, pulling aside the panties to show Mistress Heather. I felt a hand slap my ass - hard - and I let out a little yelp of surprise. The two Mistresses laughed at me. "Where would you like to do him, Heather?" asked my wife. "Ali - are you sure? I mean, I know you said you'd get me a sissy to fuck, but, are you sure you'd like to offer up your own husband?" "What do you say, slut?" Mistress asked me. "I am Yours, Mistress Ali. I will do anything You command." "I don't think Heather believes us, my sweet slut. We're going to have to show her just how serious I can be." With that, she took off her long coat and let it fall to the ground. She was dressed in heels and stockings, black lace panties and matching bra, and was also sporting a thick black strapon that must have been 8" long. It looked huge - much bigger than the plug in my ass. It was about the same size as some of her dildos, but wearing it, it looked much more intimidating. "Get over here and suck my cock, slut." Still on my hands and knees, I crawled over to her and, looking up at her, simply said, "As my Mistress wishes," and began sucking on the thick rubber black cock hanging from the harness she wore. I did my damnedest, sucking and licking the awesome spike between her legs, giving it all I was worth, no longer caring what my sister thought or saw. I knew this was what my Mistress wanted, and this was Her adventure night. I could not refuse Her. I looked up at Mistress Ali for approval, and She winked back at me, her fingers tracing my cheek as I sucked and slurped up and down Her cock. "That's a goooood slut, taking all of My cock. Tell me, slut - will you take all of Mistress Heather's cock, too?" I stopped sucking long enough to speak. "Yes, Mistress Ali. I will do as You command." I looked first up at my Mistress and then over to Mistress Heather. Heather's face was pure lust. "Very good, slut. Your mistress approves." She looked over at her sister. "Now, we just have to see if Mistress Heather has her own cock!" Heather shook her head, her eyes still locked on me as I began to suck on Mistress Ali's cock again, deliberately looking at her the entire time. "Luckily, I stopped off and picked you up a cock, Sis." For the first time, I noticed the bag my wife held. She handed it to her sister, who tore into it and pulled out a box with a picture of a huge rubber cock on the side. Her eyes gleamed wildly as she saw the box, and a smile spread across her lips. "So - where would you like this slut, Heather?" "Hmmm," she said, "I think I'll let the Lady of the House decide. He is, after all, Your slut, Sis!" "I think the basement will do nicely, then. Slut, you may stand and lead Us to the basement." "Thank You, Mistress Ali." I did as I was told. "On second thought - "began my Mistress, "Maybe you should help Mistress Heather wear her cock. After all, you will be very familiar with it by the end of the night. You might as well get started now." "Yes, Mistress." I moved over to Heather. "How may I be of assistance, Mistress Heather?" By this time, Heather had pulled the dong out of the box, and was eyeing it playfully. She lightly tapped me across the cheek with the rubber cock and said, "Figure out this harness while I get naked, slut." Luckily, it was the same harness that my Mistress wore, so I had one to look at to understand it, and quickly untangled it and turned to help fit it to Heather. I stopped and stared as my wife and her sister were sharing a deep kiss with tongue. Mistress Ali was fondling Heather, her hands roaming over clothing as Heather kept trying to remove it. It afforded me a little time to figure out the harness completely, and stare at the two women for a moment. Mistress Ali caught me looking and noticed my cock, hard in the lacy panties. "I think we're making the slut very happy, Heather. Why don't you help get her naked, too, slut?" I quickly complied and began helping Heather remove her clothing. I'd never thought about her sexually before, but I had to admit, the sight of her naked body was thrilling. Who knew my sister was so sexy? I helped her into the harness and then she handed the cock to me. "Attach my cock, slut." "Yes, Mistress Heather." I eagerly attached the big pink cock - longer than Mistress Ali's - to the harness and awaited my next command. "Let's get to that basement!" Mistress Ali laughed and slapped my ass. "Lead on, slut!" I led the two Mistresses down to the basement, and there, much to my surprise, the regular furniture was moved off to the side of the room and there, in the center of the room, was what looked like a sawhorse with a padded top. I turned to look at my wife, who only patted my ass and whispered lovingly, "Trust me, my sweet slut - you're going to be begging for more of this!" I walked towards the horse, and my Mistress told me to stop and remove my maid's outfit. I did, and then she had me lean over the horse. Taking my hands, she clipped some cuffs onto my wrists and then chained the cuffs to some rings that I didn't see originally, and I was then completely at their mercy. My ass was exposed as I bent over, the panties straining to contain both my cock and the plug in my ass. I could feel hands on my ass, but I couldn't tell to which of the two they belonged, until Mistress Ali came around in front of me, telling me to suck her cock once more. My sister was the one running her hands over my body! I had to admit, it felt great. I sucked and sucked on that cock, relaxing as I got used to my new position, until I felt a tug on the plug in my ass. It popped out and I yelped suddenly, both Mistresses laughing. I whimpered slightly. "Awww, does My slut want his ass filled again?" I wanted to shake my head side to side, to say no. But, I found myself instead nodding, knowing only that my ass was empty, and that was why I whimpered. I found my voice, and knew there was no turning back. "Yes, Mistress Ali, please fill my ass!" "Mmmm, yes, My slut. I think you're going to get your ass filled over and over tonight! But, I think I'll give the rights to your virgin ass to Mistress Heather." That was when I felt the panties pulled to the side and the cold lube on my ass, as Heather prepared my back door for her big rubber cock. I moaned loudly at her touch, and received another swat on my ass. "What was that, My slut? Did I hear you ask yet?" "Please," I moaned, "Please take my ass, Heather!" Another swat on my ass. "Mistress Heather!" "Please take my ass, Mistress Heather!" "That's a good slut. I love to see My slut behaving and taking cock so eagerly," said Mistress Ali, and she offered me her own cock, still wet with my saliva. I sucked it into my mouth even as I felt the hard rubber tip of Heather's cock at my opening. Whether it was the plug, the lube, or just my own eagerness, I'll never know, but I do know that it didn't take much effort for her to shove that big pink cock into me, and I moaned as I felt it fill my ass. She let it sit for a moment, and then started pulling back out. My ass gripped it like it was made of gold, and I gasped as I felt her pull most of the way out, and then practically screamed as she shoved it back in again, filling my ass once more. I eagerly slurped and sucked on Mistress Ali's cock as Mistress Heather began slowly increasing her pace, fucking my ass full. There I was, in heels, hose and panties, bent over a horse while being spitted by two cocks at once. It was humiliating, degrading, and all I wanted was more. I began fucking back into Mistress Heather while working even harder on Mistress Ali's cock, my face and ass getting fucked at the same time. Mistress Heather began spanking my ass as she fucked me harder, saying, "Take it, you sissy slut!" as I eagerly accepted her. She picked up the pace of our fucking and rammed into me harder and harder, finally screaming out, "Oh shit...I'm cumming!" and kept impaling my now loosened ass on her incredible cock. As she slowly came down from her orgasm, she slumped over me briefly, and I felt her cock move inside my ass as I groaned. "Mmmmm that was so hot, slut!" said Mistress Ali. "I wonder if you can handle another one so soon?" I nodded vigorously. "Yes, Mistress Ali, please fill me with your big black cock!" "See, My slut? I said you would be begging for it - and here you are, begging like the little sissy slut you are!" "Yes, Mistress Ali! I am a sissy slut, needing Your cock!" She was not so gentle. My now used and gaping ass was still ready for her, though, and she slid in even easier than Mistress Heather, and began fucking my ass wildly immediately. I felt like I was going to pass out from the pleasure shooting through my body and arched my back up - and was hit in the face by Mistress Heather's pink cock. I didn't even look up, I just took it in my mouth and began sucking away on it like mad while Mistress Ali had her way with my open and inviting ass. "Damn," whispered Mistress Heather. "He didn't even hesitate." Mistress Ali spanked my ass good and hard. "That's because he knows that a good slut does what I tell him to!" I nodded, my mouth still on Mistress Heather's cock, and I felt that familiar tingle start way back in my balls. I couldn't last much longer before I would cum all over from this, and Mistress Ali knew it. "Mmmmm is My slut going to cum from all this?" I could only moan and nod as I continued to suck on Mistress Heather's pink cock. "All yours if you want it, Sis," said Mistress Ali, "but we're going to have to hurry. This slut isn't going to last much longer." Mistress Heather looked greedily up at her sister. "You know I've always had a thing for cum all over me." "Then you better get over here, quickly!" I moaned loudly as Mistress Heather removed her cock from my mouth, and then felt the lace around my cock begin to pull away, and Mistress Heather's hand wrap around my now aching cock. With no warning, I began to cum, shooting all over her as she aimed my cock, my orgasm taking me far away, and I blacked out for a moment or two. When I once again had control of my consciousness, I saw Mistress Heather, my cum covering her, under me, undoing the clips that had me bound. I couldn't stand without help, and couldn't walk in the heels. They led me to the couch and laid me down gently. "Rest for a while, my slut," said Mistress Ali. "There's more for you tonight." The rest of that night was a blur. I lost track of how many times each woman achieved orgasm, and I had no idea how many I had, either. I know I ended up getting fucked at least twice more from each of them, and I loved every minute of it. Before finally fading off to sleep when it was all over, my wife, my Mistress, leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Next time, there will be some video cameras." I'm already looking forward to the next Adventure Night. Adventure Night Ch. 02 There is was, awaiting me in my briefcase as I got to work again, the little card that simply said, "Adventure Night." These were always fun and exciting nights for us, and the last two in particular made quite an impression on me. One had me signing a 30-day contract with my wife to call her "Mistress Ali," and do her bidding. The next had me - before her 30 days were up - strapped over a horse receiving (and begging for) a strapon from both ends. She'd promised that the next adventure night would include being videotaped. Needless to say, I was more than a little excited and apprehensive about what my beautiful adventurous wife had in mind. There was more in my briefcase. In a paper bag was a pair of satiny blue panties and a note. "My lover - I want you to put these on as soon as you open them, and wear them throughout the day. When you get home tonight, relax in the bedroom. Don't go into the basement. I'll know if you do. You'll find a drink on the bedside table waiting for you. Enjoy!" Well, now I was both turned on and apprehensive. I did as she asked and went to put the panties on. They were tight already, and they only got tighter as I became more excited. It wasn't long until I began to notice a tingling sensation, though, and I went to the bathroom to check. I was hot, sweating, and extremely hard - harder than I think I've ever been. I called my wife, who laughed. "It took a little longer than I thought, but I'm glad it's working. Leave them on. Trust me, you'll be glad for it, later. I love you!" And with that, she was gone. The day went by with me feeling self-conscious about my sweating, but I finally made it home. I couldn't get out of my clothing fast enough. I immediately went upstairs to find another note. "Sweetheart - just turn on the TV and relax. Enjoy your drink." As I laid back on the bed, sipping the whiskey she'd left me, I started to cool down. I turned on the TV to see a film paused. I pressed "play" and the action started. I was shocked to see my wife's face on the screen, and even more shocked when she backed up away from the camera, and I saw her dressed in some thigh-high boots, and what looked to be either black leather or pvc panties and bra, and sporting that large black strapon I remembered so well from our last adventure. She paraded around the room - which I now recognized as our basement, dry humping the horse, the couch, and anything else she could think of, all while talking to me. I was in heaven, just from watching her, and my cock was hard in an instant, straining against the panties. That's when it got really strange. The camera turned to follow her, and I saw, much to my surprise, that she wasn't the only one in the room. There were several other women in the basement: her sister Heather, who was the first to plow my ass, her mother, Karen, and someone I didn't know were all in the room, and all of them were sporting large strapons, which they were lubing up. I should have gotten a sinking feeling in my gut, but I didn't. Instead...I was looking forward to it. I was still looking forward to it even after she told me that the panties I was wearing had been soaked in the male version of Spanish Fly that could be soaked through the skin and keep my asshole nice and supple, and that the whiskey I drank had enough Viagra to keep me hard and going for a week. "In other words," she said, "Your ass and cock now belong to me, and I'm going to share them with everyone here. Now go to the wardrobe and you'll find your new outfit hanging there. Put it on and come down to the basement." I did as instructed. I opened the wardrobe and hanging on the back of the door was a tiny men's thong with a hole for my cock, rings on the sides, and a pair of heavy-duty cuffs and a matching collar. I put them on slowly, enjoying the feel of them and staying incredibly turned on. The hole in the thong had a thick rubber ring around it, which fit my cock beautifully and would act just like a cock ring. I finished dressing and went down to the basement. There was an applause as I entered the room, and I blushed, looking around for my wife. I found her quickly, the glint in her eye telling me how much she loved me. It was Heather who came up to me first and grabbed my hard aching cock while giving me a very long and very deep kiss, which was greeted with more applause. "Mmmm, he looks good enough to eat, Sis! What do you think, Mom?" She spun me to face my mother, Karen, who didn't know if she should look me in the face or just gaze at my cock. She made a movement to get to her knees, and that's when Ali spoke up. "Oh no, Mom. He's our slut for the night. He sucks your cock." Then she looked at me and I understood immediately. I hit my knees and looked up, desperate and wanting. "Mistress Karen, may I please have your cock?" She looked down at me sheepishly, almost as if to apologize, and I opened my mouth wide. As she moved forward, I engulfed as much of her long strapon as I could, taking care to milk it as though it was my own engorged flesh. I began bobbing up and down on my mother's cock, no longer caring what was done to me. I knew I was their plaything, and I loved it. I felt hands all over me, and felt my arms being pulled as I was slowly brought to stand, reluctantly letting go of Karen's rubber cock. I was dragged over to a coffee table and sat down upon it, forcefully. My arms were pinned to my sides, and the cuffs attached to the rings on the sides of the thong. Helpless but for my legs, I was pushed back, and found Mistress Heather's cock right at my face. I naturally began gobbling it down, and I heard Mistress Karen gasp. Mistresses Heather and Ali laughed at their mother's shock. "Just wait until you get to take his ass, Mom," said Mistress Ali. "That part is especially nice." I heard the other woman, whom I didn't know, speak up then. "You've done very well, Mistress Ali. I like the way you trained him - I wonder if he'd be that willing for a real cock?" "Let's ask him!" she said. Bending over me, she looked deep in my eyes for a moment before whispering in my ear, "Well, my slut? Would you take a real cock?" I had a sickening feeling that if I said "yes," a real cock would appear out of nowhere, so I answered simply, "Anything my Mistress wishes, it is only Hers to ask." Mistress Ali stroked my cock approvingly. "Good answer, slut." She turned back. "I think that's a 'yes.'" The woman nodded and stepped forth. "I am Mistress Sammie," she said. "I've been instructing Mistress Ali on how to bend you to her every whim. She's a good student, and you are an excellent little slut. But before I can have her graduate from my services, we have to see this in action." She clapped, and I heard a door open and someone else walked into the room. I looked over and saw a well built black man, with at least a 9-inch erect cock standing at attention. Mistress Sammie continued. "Max here was once like you - a regular man, until I bent him to my will. Now, he does as I tell him. Max, come over here and stand in Mistress Heather's place." Max did as he was told, and there it was, his cock directly above my face. I should have known this would happen. I really didn't want to take this man's dick. I knew I would, if asked, but I didn't want to. Then I heard it: Mistress Ali, in ever so sweet a tone, her hand resting on Max's cock, said to me, "Suck on this sweet cock, my slut. Prove them all wrong." I opened wide as she guided the thick head into my mouth, and I proceeded to suck on my first real cock. I wanted to use my hands, to help Max out as much as I could, but I was forced to use only my mouth. Max, however, was not as lucky. Mistress Sammie guided him down so that he was leaning above me, his face inches from my own cock. She moved behind him, her own strapon cock glistening with lube, and pointed right at Max's ass. "Suck, Max." I felt a man's mouth on me for the first time, and groaned on his cock, as I felt Mistress Sammie slide her cock home up Max's ass. He groaned as well, sending vibrations all through my body, starting with my pulsing cock. I felt hands on me. I looked, but couldn't see anything. My legs were parted, and then pulled back, and I knew what was coming. I felt the tip of a strapon on my ass, just moments before it was pressed into me...all the way in. I loved it. My ass eagerly took it all, and I began sucking even harder on Max's big cock in my mouth. I didn't know which woman was fucking my ass, but I didn't care. I was in heaven, getting my ass fucked as my cock was being sucked, and sucking on a cock as well! I heard my mother, Mistress Karen, giggle a little as she said, "I can't believe I'm watching this!" The cock in my ass stopped fucking me, and I groaned. "Mom, you're not just watching," said Mistress Ali. "Get over here and take my place in his ass!" I felt Mistress Ali pull out of my ass, and I groaned louder, wanting more. Soon, I felt the pressure of another cock at my backdoor, and I eagerly relaxed my sphincter to take it. Unlike my Mistress wife, Mistress Karen was timid at first, unsure of what to do, I think. But it wasn't long until she caught on, and was fucking my ass full and deeply. I loved feeling so full, and began sucking even harder on Max's big cock. I soon felt him pulsing, and knew he was close to cumming. "I told you last time, my slut, that there would be video this time," I heard Mistress Ali whisper in my ear. "Smile, my sweet slut. You're on video sucking a real cock while your mother fucks that sweet ass of yours." I worked even harder on Max's cock, and it wasn't just a moment longer that I felt him stiffen and grow in my mouth...right before he exploded. I tried to catch it all, but I know some dribbled out my mouth and smeared my cheeks. I could feel the thick liquid on my face. Max was pulled off me by Mistress Sammie, who looked down and smiled. She looked over at Mistress Ali and said simply, "He still needs some work, but you've definitely earned this." She handed my Mistress a collar that said, 'Mistress Ali's Slut' printed on it. Mistress Ali leaned over and placed it around my neck. "Thank you, Mistress Sammie. I'm glad you approve." "Write me, sometime. We should have coffee." With that, Mistress Sammie leaned down to whisper in my ear. "The next time I see you, slut, your ass will be mine." I groaned lightly. "If Mistress Ali says so." Mistress Sammie laughed as she walked out of the room, trailed by Max. "Mom," said Mistress Heather, "Nobody told you to stop fucking him!" Mistress Karen snapped to, and began fucking my ass once more, as I moaned loudly. I loved looking up and seeing my mother's face, knowing it was her cock inside me. "Ooo, I think you like having that cock buried in you, slut," said Mistress Ali. "As I recall, you also liked having one in your mouth as well. Heather, I think he needs to have his mouth filled, too." Mistress Heather moved over me, feeding me her cock, and I greedily accepted it, sucking on it, being filled from both ends, loving the pleasure coursing through me. "Smile, my slut - you're on camera!" I opened my eyes to see my wife moving about, a video camera in hand, filming me getting taken up the ass and sucking on that massive cock. I loved it. I loved it all. She filmed the ladies, too, and talked to us all through it, asking us how much we liked it. My cock, at this point, was leaking pre-cum all over. I felt a hand grip me tightly. "Mmmmmmm you really DO like this a lot, my slut." She moved behind Mistress Karen, and reached around, pinching her nipples lightly. Mistress Karen moaned loudly. "Mmm, and I think my mother likes fucking your sweet ass. Isn't that right, Mom?" "Ass, mouth, cock - I want to fuck all of him!" said my mother. Mistress Ali grinned. "I happen to know that he's one hell of a pussy licker." Mistress Karen groaned. "Oh I haven't had a good pussy licking in years!" "Well Mom," said Mistress Heather, "I'll switch places with you if you want his mouth for a while! I've been dying to take that ass again all day!" With that, she popped out of my mouth and moved behind her mother. "Fuck yes!" said Mistress Karen, and pulled out of my ass quickly, causing me to groan loudly at the sudden emptiness. Mistress Ali spoke up. "What's that, My slut? Would you like more? I nodded frantically. "Yes, please Mistress Ali! More of...more of everything, please!" Mistress Karen was already almost out of her harness. "Damn, he really is a little slut, isn't he?" "Yes, Mistress Karen. A willing and able slut!" All three women laughed at me, but it was Mistress Karen who came right over and straddled the coffee table, her wet pussy only inches from my mouth. "Show me," she said, and thrust her pussy at my mouth. I happily accepted the command, and began licking her very wet pussy. I felt my legs being moved again, and knew to expect Mistress Heather's pink cock. I gladly accepted it, too, and was moaning onto Mistress Karen's pussy when my lovely wife, Mistress Ali came into view above me, the videocamera in her hand, shooting all the action. "Put on a good show for the camera, slut." I poured myself into licking the pussy on my face, and began fucking my mother's pussy with my tongue, as commanded. Mistress Karen moaned and writhed on my mouth, her pussy slick with her own juices and my saliva. I could barely breathe while she pushed herself harder onto my mouth, but I kept licking at her beautifully wet slit. With Mistress Heather ramming my ass full, and me moaning into my mother-in-law's pussy, she finally came, squeezing my head between her thighs as she convulsed on top of me in orgasm. My cock was aching in need and desire; the cock ring was keeping me from cumming, and I needed to explode badly. Mistress Ali sensed this, and said simply, "Who wants some of the slut's cum? I don't think he's going to last much longer, even with that cock ring!" To my surprise, both Mistress Heather and Mistress Karen eagerly reached for my cock. They shared a brief look between them, as if unsure who was going to get me. All three Mistresses were grinning widely. "I think both of you would look fantastic covered in My slut's cum," said Mistress Ali. "Maybe you should finish him off using both your mouths." Mistress Heather pulled out of my ass and I moaned again, needing to feel filled. "Please Mistress Ali," I pleaded, "please fill my ass with your big cock!" Mistress Ali moved between my legs, her big black cock poised for a moment before she rammed into me all at once. It felt so good to be filled, I moaned loudly. As she settled into her rhythm of fucking my wanton ass, I looked down and saw Mistress Heather and Mistress Karen tonguing and licking my cock. I could barely feel it, but the sight was amazing. They both moved up to the tip of my cock, and shared a kiss between them, the purple engorged head between their lips before Mistress Karen proceeded to take my whole length into her mouth, looking up at me with greedy hungry eyes, determined to get my load. Mistress Heather reached up and pinched my nipple, sending shocks through me like I've never had before. My moans became louder. "Mmmmm - I think he likes this!" she said. With that, she pulled up on my nipple. It was excruciatingly blissful, and I could no longer help it - I came in jets of hot cum down my mother's throat. Mistress Karen only sucked harder, milking everything from my cock. I don't know how long my orgasm lasted, but I know all the women were smiling. "Oh my, slut, THAT was impressive!" said Mistress Ali. "I think we're going to have to put some nipple play into our sessions from now on." Mistress Karen was wiping up my cum from around her lips. "Oh, that is the tastiest cum I've had in a long time. What do you feed him?" Mistress Ali grinned. "Slut, what was the last thing you ate?" I looked back at her, and as she held the videocamera. "Mistress Ali, I just ate the cum out of a thick black cock, and then I ate Mistress Karen's pussy!" "And?" "And I liked both!" Mistress Ali smiled. "That's a good slut. Now it's time for your reward." I was curious, as this hadn't been mentioned before. "What reward, Mistress Ali?" From behind her on the sofa, Mistress Ali produced two pieces of paper. "These," she said, "Are contracts that will allow Mistress Karen and Mistress Heather to use you whenever they like, provided it does not interfere with me using you. If you sign them, you will agree to these terms." I read the papers over, noting that both Mistress Karen and Mistress Heather had already signed them. I looked over at my mother, who was pinching one of her nipples. Mistress Karen looked back at me and said simply, "Hurry up, slut. I need to fuck that cock of yours." Needless to say, I signed.