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My Niece Simone Ch. 01

By: MastrStoryTeller



Simone isn't really my niece. In fact, we are not even related by blood. Actually, she is the step-daughter of my cousin Rita. Rita is 2 days shy of being one year younger than me. During high school and college we were like brother and sister, getting together regularly to talk and smoke grass together. I had lusted after Rita ever since she was about 15, when we had gone swimming together.

Rita had married Simone's father when Simone was about 2, and our family had assimilated Simone and her father as part of our family. Over the years, Simone became more of a niece than the step-daughter of my cousin's husband. Simone was now working on a PhD at a local university. I hadn't seen her since a family reunion when she was 16. She was now 24, and lived a few miles from me.

I received an email from Rita, asking if I would do some mentoring for Simone, as both she and Simone were struggling with an issue between Simone and her father. There were no details other than that. A few days after I received the email, Simone called me as a follow-up. Being very vague on the phone, Simone asked if I would meet her for dinner near the campus, as she wanted to discuss it face-to-face. The mystery surrounding the issue aroused my curiosity, and I agreed to meet her at a pub near her apartment.

Simone was already there when I arrived. I had come straight from work, dressed in my usual Dockers and a shirt. Simone was dressed as a student; jeans, sweatshirt and sneakers. Simone was, in a word, beautiful. She had olive skin, stood about 5' 7" tall, with an oval face framed by long straight black hair. The large sweatshirt hid her figure, but her loving hug upon my arrival allowed me to feel her large breasts against my chest.

We chitchatted as we perused the menu. Simone had already ordered a pitcher of beer, and we caught up on recent history while we awaited our food order. As curious as I was, I figured, she'd get around to the reason we were meeting when she was ready.

Our food arrived, and after a few bites, she finally started in, "I'm sure you're curious as to why I've asked to meet with you.

"Well, yes, since both you and Rita have been strangely vague about the reason."

"There are several reasons for the vagueness, but principally it's because I'm a bit nervous about talking about this issue with you. But Mom said that you're pretty liberal, fair and understanding. And I don't need a parental lecture on this. But that is what my Dad would give me, and even before I finished talking."

"Ok."

"Well, I want go get into the phone sex business. Mom can accept it, but I know that Dad would probably lock me away for twenty years and throw away the keys. He is so chauvinistic. Mom says she knows he's used phone sex services, but we all know that he would never allow his daughter to work in the trade."

"Why?" I asked.

"You know Dad. He's from the sticks, and ..."

I interrupted her, "No, why do you want to get into the phone sex business?"

"Oh, that. Well, three reasons, really. First, I am going into psychiatry with a focus on sexual dysfunction, and this will give me a lot of insight into how men think about sex. Secondly, I understand that if one is good at it, one can make quite a bit of money at it. And, thirdly, I learned last summer how much I enjoy phone sex, when my boyfriend was spending the summer back east." Even in the dim light, I detected a bit of blush in her cheeks with the last comment.

I offered, "Having phone sex with a complete stranger for money isn't the same as intimate conversation with the one you love. And besides, how would James react to you having phone sex with strange men."

"And women, too, I hope," she added. "James's opinion no longer counts. We broke up a few months ago, so I'm currently unattached. He definitely had issues with my desire to pursue a sexually focused career."

"Oh, sorry 'bout that."

"That's all right. It was my choice. He was too demanding, jealous, and closed-minded. As much as he was willing to talk about wild sex, he would only do it with me missionary style, no matter how hard I tried to open it up. And I'm not ready to settle down yet."

"Ok, so how can I help you? It sounds like your mind is already made up."

By now we had finished our meal, although we were still working on the pitcher. "Well, a couple of things. Mom said that if I could convince you that it was a good idea, a good plan, and that I'd be safe, she'd help me convince Dad to accept my doing that kind of work. Secondly, I want somebody to help me make sure I am doing it smart and not getting screwed. And, thirdly, I'm hoping you can help me get some contacts to get started in the business."

"Whoa, that's some pretty high expectations. I really don't want to get between you and your Dad or Rita. That's asking for trouble. And I try to avoid staying out of family issues. That's part of the reason I so seldom showed up for family reunions. Perhaps I can help with the second reason, and what makes you think I can help with the third."

"Well, Mom told me how liberal you were, being a hippie and all in college, and how she used to tease you all the time when you were teenagers."

"That was a long time ago."

"Yeah, but she told me about the last time you chatted, when you told her that she still turned you on. I figured if you could have that kind of conversation with her now, you must be pretty liberal still, and could figure out a way to get info on this business. I've already got some leads on places to work. I just don't know how to do due diligence on this, and ensure I'm not getting screwed. Hopefully, you could help me find someone in the business that could mentor me."

I secretly thought about my good friend and phone sex provider Alex, but wasn't about to admit that I had a regular provider.

She continued, "Really, I'll take any help you could give me. I'm pretty much sure I'm doing this; I just need some help from someone I can trust. And Mom says I can trust you. Oh, and one last thing that I shouldn't tell you; Mom has always wanted to fuck your brains out, ever since she saw the size of your cock way back when."

With that comment, I blushed. "She told you that?"

"Yeah, I guess you could say that Mom and I share pretty much everything, now. I know Mom would never hurt my Dad, but she told me you're probably the one man that could cause her to stray from monogamy, even today. And from what she says, you found her to be quite sexy back then when you were teenagers."

"Hmmm. This conversation is moving a bit away from the primary topic, but I guess I understand why Rita suggested you chat with me. Not every mother and step-daughter relationship is as intimate as yours seems to be."

"Well, it wasn't always that way. But, it's been like that since I was about 16, and Mom found my vibrator. Boy was she pissed, but we worked through it, and we've been best friends ever since then. So, are you going to help me? Please!" She pleaded. And it worked.

"All right, all right. I'll help. What's the most useful thing I can do?"

"Great. Thanks, Uncle Bob. Would you like to look at the information I've collected so far. It's at my apartment which is only a couple of blocks from here."

"Sure, why not?"

Since she had walked to the pub, we left my car in the pub lot and walked back to her pad. Simone shared a 2 bedroom apartment with another girl. Anna was out, so we had the place to ourselves. We shed our coats and Simone offered me some wine or beer. I took a beer, while she poured herself some wine. Then, she asked me if I still smoked grass. When I acknowledged that I did, she brought out a joint, lit it, and took a deep drag before passing me the j. As I was taking my toke, Simone brought out a couple of file folders, opening them on the table. She had information from a couple of phone sex service providers, and several magazine article reprints that described the business.

We finished the first joint and started another as I perused the material. Simone had certainly done her homework, as she had accumulated substantial information, much of it of high quality and integrity. Sometime during this perusal, Simone had shed her sweatshirt, as the apartment was quite warm. As much as I tried, I couldn't avoid sneaking peaks at her ample breasts, straining against the too small tee shirt she was wearing. 

Eventually she caught me. "I see you've noticed my breasts. Mom was right; you're not very good at hiding your voyeurism." I blushed a bit, but she continued. "It's okay, go ahead and look. I've always enjoyed being looked at by men. My boobs developed early, and I had to get used to it. Now, I enjoy the attention they get me. I do wish men would look past them occasionally and realize that I have a brain as well. And for women, our brain is a very highly charged erogenous zone. That's why I enjoy the phone sex idea so much. The men on the other end of the phone line would be turned on by my voice and words, not by my boobs or pussy."

The combination of beer, weed, and the conversation caused a significant stirring in my loins, and I tried to adjust my slacks for more comfort without being too obvious. But, I failed.

"I see that this is having an impact on you," she allowed. "But, I'm not going to apologize, nor am I going to change. If I'm going to get into this business, I have to be able to get men of all ages and interests turned on, and then I have to get them off, all over the phone, right?"

"Well, yes, but I'm not one of your customers," I replied, expecting to put this line of discussion to an end.

Simone was not about to back down, and was clearly feeling the effects of her beer, wine, and grass when she said, "Ah, but when I'm in the business, I'd hope you'd be one of my customers. Anonymously, of course. And I certainly hope that you'd be a satisfied customer."

In my mind, I couldn't wait, but I was not about to admit it here and now. I also figured, that I'd better make my exit before the situation got any worse. I allowed as how it was getting late, and I'd better be going. We mad a date to get together again the next week to further discuss her business plans. Her good-bye hug was considerably more firm than a traditional uncle-niece hug, as she pressed her boobs firmly against my chest. She made sure to press close enough to feel my semi-hard cock through my slacks. "Mmm," she said, "I'll be looking forward to next week."

As I walked out the door, I turned and commented, "By the way, your research is very good and I think you have a clear understanding of what the business is all about and what it will take to be successful, and I wish you the best of luck."

"Thank you," she yelled.

And I was looking forward to it as well, but with some trepidation, as this was clearly moving to somewhat dangerous behavioral territory. I definitely found Simone quite attractive and sexy, and would be happy to engage in phone sex or real sex, for that matter, with her, except for the fact that she was Rita's step-daughter. That made it off limits; right.

I wavered as to whether or not to email Rita about my conversation with Simone, and the extent of its intimacy. Eventually I did, although I kept the content quite vague. A couple of hours later, Rita called me. Rita probed aggressively as to the content of our conversation, and I finally relented, sharing all of the details. When I described Simone's reflections on Rita's sexual attraction towards me, Rita gasped audibly over the phone, so I queried her as to her real feelings. Rita hemmed and hawed, but reluctantly admitted that she still found me sexually attractive. I admitted to her that I still had fantasies about her, and we agreed that we would have to find some way to resolve our mutual feelings so as not to hurt ourselves or others. Rita also confirmed that Simone was highly sexual, and seemed to be mature for her age, and again pleaded with me to help Simone do whatever she wanted but in a safe way. Rita even admitted that she was kinda excited about having a daughter in the phone sex business, and hoped that Simone would share some of her experiences with Rita.

My conversation with Rita made the issue even more interesting, as I was now fantasizing about fucking my cousin and her step-daughter. The dilemma got even more interesting after my conversation with Alex, my phone sex friend. Alex was turned on by the idea of mentoring Simone, even though she lived clear across the country. We toyed around with several scenarios for introducing Alex to Simone, and finally agreed that I should just provide Simone with Alex's contact information, and let it go from there. I emailed Simone the next day with contact info for Alex.

I heard back from Alex a couple days later, and Simone had contacted her. They had chatted on the phone for over two hours, and were due to talk again that evening. They had spent the entire two hours chatting about the business, its risks, its rewards, and lots of advice as to how to safely participate in the phone sex business. The upcoming evening conversation was focusing on content of phone sex calls. Alex allowed as to how she hoped the conversation would get really hot, as she found Simone erudite, entertaining, and quite sexy. I agreed and wistfully commented as to how I would love to listen in. Alex laughed, and agreeing with my desire, promised that she would conference me in on the call so that I could listen.

My phone rang right on schedule. I answered and immediately heard Alex and Simone talking. As I had promised, I put my phone on mute, and listened. It was evident from the start that Alex had already gained Simone's trust. By the time I had ensconced myself comfortably in a chair, Alex was already sharing call management strategies with Simone. All about how to get a guy hard, and keep him that way while extending the call to use as many minutes as possible, or ensure that the customer got his money's worth so that he would call back again. This fairly mundane conversation continued for about twenty minutes. But then, it got interesting.

It started with Simone's question, "So, how do you get a strange man turned over the phone?"

Alex responded, "Let me give you an example of how I turn the temperature on a call up to searing hot." Alex then launched into a monologue about her and a younger woman, and what she was would do with this younger woman while the "guy" was watching, explicitly describing each move. I was well aware of Alex's skill, as I had enjoyed it many times, and Alex succeeded once again. My cock was stirring within a couple of minutes after Alex started the monologue. Before Alex even finished her first example, I had unzipped my slacks and freed my cock.

"Wow!" was Simone's response in a voice somewhat huskier than her normal conversational voice. "I don't know what effect that would have on a man, but it certainly affected me. My pussy is getting wet listening to you."

Alex replied, "That's a good sign. Generally speaking the hotter you can get, the hotter the man is going to be. It won't always happen, and with some men it never will, but if you want callbacks, which are where you really start making the big bucks in this business, I've found it to be more successful telling stories that get you hot. Of course, you need to listen to any guidance the customer may provide. Some men are helpful, some aren't. But you can always ask your customer, as they are getting hot, what turns them on the most. For example what part of my story turned you on the most?"

"Oh, god," Simone replied, "the part where you are licking the young girl's pussy while the man is watching. I just love having my pussy eaten, and to be watched while it's happening! Wow! That is such a turn on."

"Mmmm, and I just love to eat pussy," Alex continued. "So very few men know how to eat pussy, which is why I particularly enjoy sharing it with a woman. Have you eaten pussy before, Simone?"

"No, I haven't. I have only had sex with two men total. But, I've fantasized about it ever since I found one of my parents' pornos and watched two girls making love. Have you, or is that a silly question?"

Alex laughed, "It's not silly, and yes I have. And I do it as often as I can as long as I'm in a safe situation."

"Are you a lesbian or are you bisexual?"

Alex answered, "Oh, bisexual, absolutely. I like cock too. There's nothing quite like having one's orifices stuffed with cock for a total over the top orgasm. And while strap-on dildos are useful for an all-woman orgy, nothing beats the real thing when it comes to cock meat. So, tell me about the two men you've been with, and the wildest sex you had with each."

Simone responded, "Well, there's James. Up until a few months ago he had been my boyfriend since I was a freshman in college. He took my virginity in the back seat of his Malibu. Other than the summer of our phone sex, our wildest sex was when he fucked me here in the apartment under a blanket in the living room while my roommate was watching TV with us. I found out later that we really turned her on, even though we were very careful to not make noise or let on that he had stuck his cock up my cunt during the love scene in the movie. She told me later that she masturbated thinking about us. The only other man I've been with is Professor Jackman. I had him for a calculus course, and then TA'd under him for a term. About half way through the term, we got stoned together and I seduced him. As if it was hard to do. So, Alex, is my Uncle Bob one of your clients?"

"I'm not answering that," Alex responded. "We must respect the privacy of our clients, or potential clients."

"Yeah, okay. I just figured that Bob must have met you as a customer. I've got to tell you though, even though he is so much older than me, I would jump into bed with him anytime. After hearing my mom tell me about the fun the two of them had when they were younger and how big his cock is, and then chatting with him about this line of work. He is understanding and sensitive, on top of being good looking. God, I think I could be his sex slave if he wanted it."

Alex chided her. "Careful, girl. That is probably a fantasy of most men; to have a young sex slave. That and two women together are probably the two most common fantasies I hear about. To be honest, I suspect that you would definitely enjoy it if it ever happened."

By now I was stroking my very hard cock, my mind reeling with the new information that I now had, yet knowing that I couldn't officially know it.

Alex continued, "I'm going to tell you to expand your sex life a bit, because experience will help in this job, but be very careful. Be very selective in your sex partners, and play safely. Broaden your horizons, but maintain full control of who your sex partners are. And on the other hand, if your partner wants to take full control of the sexual experience, submit, and enjoy the experience. Being a sex slave often provides mind blowing orgasms."

"I take it that you've been a sex slave before?"

"Oh, yeah, and I will again. But I also like to be in charge as well. Both are fun."

"I'm not sure I'm ready to be in charge, you know. I haven't had enough experience yet to really know what to do. But, I think I'd like to try it."

"Well, the nice thing about phone sex is that you can try everything out that you want to. Even the absolutely forbidden is within reason, since it is all virtual."

"Oh, and I want to try it all."

I had been stroking my cock lightly all this time, waiting for the conversation to get hot again. I was dismayed when Alex spoke next. "Hey, hon, I've got a call coming in from a customer and I have to take it. Wanna talk again tomorrow night."

Simone responded, "Absolutely. I want to get in some more practice. I'll be thinking about you when I go to bed tonight. I'm already horny."


My Niece Simone Ch. 01



"And I'll be thinking of you. Good night, hon"

As horny as I was, I got out a XXX DVD and prepared to sit down and finish what Alex and Simone had started. But that was not to be, as the phone rang. It was Simone.

"Hey, Bob, how you doing?"

"Pretty good," I answered. "And you?" I had to be careful not to let her know that I had any knowledge of her conversation with Alex.

"I'm great. I just got off the phone with your friend Alex. She's awesome. She's talked with me for probably four hours over the past couple of nights. She seems to really know her stuff. What's more she's very willing to help me get started."

"Aw, jeez. And I was hoping she'd dissuade you from doing this."

"Like that's going to happen! Hah! You didn't really expect her to dissuade me, since she is in the business herself. I really want to thank you for your help. To repay you, I'm going to guarantee you two free phone calls a month with me."

"Whoa, there. I'm not so sure that is a good idea. Besides, what makes you think I'd be interested?"

"Well, for one thing, you've been calling Alex several times a month for the past year or so. I know you are her customer. So I know you utilize this type of service, and so why shouldn't you use the services of a relative? Huh? If I was selling a normal commodity that you needed, you'd buy it from me. What makes this different? Never mind, I know. It's because it's all about sex."

My mind reeled. I knew that Alex hadn't told her about our calls. Was she fishing? Or, what? I probed, "And how do you know I'm a customer of Alex?"

"Oh, that's easy," she answered. "I looked up you cell phone records, and found many calls to her over the past year. So, logically, it makes sense."

"And how did you get my cell phone records?"

"Come on Bob, I'm not dumb. And I've got several hackers as friends. It was a piece of cake."

"But, we may have just been talking as friends."

"Come on, Bob. Give me a break. We are both adults here. Quit fretting about us being related. And although my personal sexual experience is relatively slim, I am old enough and smart enough to know what's going on, and to know where I want to take my sexuality. And I've decided that I want you as an intimate friend, confidant, and someone I can trust. And I'm good at getting what I want. And if I weren't Rita's step-daughter, I bet you would be willing to have sex with me. Moreover, wanting to have sex with me. I know I'm very attractive, and I already know that you were aroused when we met a few days ago. And to be clear, you turn me on. You may be older, but you are very sexy. So, deal with it!"

"But,..." I interrupted.

"No buts about it. If you don't like the way this is going, you're going to have to hang up on me. Now, I'm going to tell you what I'm going to do. I really hope you let it be and go along. We are going to say our good-byes now. I am going to call you back in about an hour, and I am going to practice with a phone sex call. You may listen, hang up, or participate. I hope you don't hang up. Talk to you soon." And the line went dead.

Wow. Simone had gone from naïve young lady to an aggressive sexual woman in only a few days. After thinking about it, I figured I might as well go along for the ride. But, I had clearly lost control. I proceeded to light a joint, get stoned, and pour a scotch, waiting for Simone's call, and wondering where this was headed. Figuring I was in for a hot call, I changed into a robe, and made sure that my lube was handy.

I was quite relaxed by the time the phone rang. It was Simone, but her voice was huskier and definitely sexier. She took over as soon as I said hello.

"Hi, Bob. I want you to sit back, relax, and listen. I am going to share a fantasy with you. I hope you enjoy it. This is my fantasy, but it is based on Mom's description of her 18th birthday celebration with you. Do you remember that?"

"Oh, yeah," I answered. I did remember it, and I still fantasized about it, too. We had gotten stoned and spent some time in the hot tub at her apartment complex.

"Ok, here goes," she continued. "We're in the hot tub sipping wine. We've had some weed in my apartment before we hit the hot tub, so both of us are feeling mellow. You're wearing swim trunks, and I am wearing my bikini. We've been chatting for several hours already and are pretty wasted from grass and wine, so we're basically laid back and enjoying the soothing effects of the hot tub. Unbeknownst to you, I have positioned myself such that one of the jets in the seat is focused directly on my pussy. As we sit quietly, it starts to have a major effect on me. The jet, beating against my clit through the thin material of my bikini, is definitely stirring up my sexual juices. You're leaning back in the tub, your head laid back and your eyes are closed. The pressure on my clit focuses my mind on one thing and one thing only, and that is satisfying my sexual urges. I had noticed the bulge in your suit as we entered the tub, remembering how small my boyfriend's cock is, and how yours looked to be bigger, even if you weren't aroused.

"My mind is visualizing you out of your swim trunks, sitting there allowing me to study your manhood. I want to see it, touch it, feel it, and study it. With my boy friend, it's been in the back seat of his car, and he had planted it in my cunt before I ever got much of a chance to enjoy the cock. Thinking about your cock, and feeling the jet on my clit, I can't help myself. My hand finds its way between my well spread thighs. With all of the jets and bubbles, there is no way that you can see what I'm doing. I feel my nipples hardening under my bikini, as I imagine your tongue playing with them; your teeth nibbling on them. I massage my clit through the thin fabric of my bottoms. But, I want more. I spread my legs even more. This allows the thin strip of material to slip between the lips of my pussy. The material rubs on my clit, driving my internal temperature into the red hot zone. While the fingers of one hand continue to caress my clit, I slide my other hand under the top of my bikini to massage the nipple, sliding lower in the tub to keep my straying hands well hidden from your sight. 

"But I still want more. Seeing that your eyes are still closed, I push the material of my bikini to the side, allowing my fingers full access to my clit. I bit my lip to keep from moaning, as a jolt of excitement surges from my clit to my tits and then straight to the center of my brain, causing my body to twitch. I am so horny. I know I'm on the verge of an orgasm. I know I should stop. But I can't stop. Your eyes are still closed. My fingers slide across my clit, teasing it, and sending paroxysms of pleasure through my entire body. I continue to play with my nipple, squeezing it and pinching it, imagining that you are the one giving me this pleasure. The fingers on my other hand slide easily into my pussy, finding my G-spot, as the thumb continues caressing my clit."

Listening to Simone describe the scene rekindles my long held fantasies of Rita, and my cock has stiffened by now. The combination of my memories and Simone's sexy story telling is definitely raising my temperature. I remain silent, allowing her to spin her story of lust.

And she does, continuing, "Your eyes are still closed. I lay my head back and close my eyes, succumbing to the feelings generated by my own hands. I have masturbated many times, but this is the first time that I've done it in someone's presence. Even though you have no idea what I'm doing, the feelings are so intense realizing I could be discovered at any moment. I pinch my nipples harder, having learned how pleasurable it can be. I slide two more fingers inside my cunt now thrusting four fingers in and out. My orgasm is building, as I feel the pressure deep inside my loins, begging to be released. I pinch harder, and thrust further." Her voice was huskier than ever, and I could hear that Simone's breathing had become shallow as she got into the story. "I can't stop. My clit is big; I can pinch it now between my thumb and a finger. I hesitate, knowing that that will take me over the edge. But, I can't stop, driving myself to an orgasm. My body shudders, and I moan uncontrollably, now totally oblivious to my surroundings, as the orgasm completely encompasses my consciousness."

"I don't stop. I can't stop. I want more. I squeeze my clit even more, sending another shock wave through my body. Another moan escapes my lips, this time louder, as I am no longer focused on hiding my lust. Another orgasm spreads through my loins, finally releasing my pent up horniness in one last mind-shattering orgasm. Completely spent, I let my hand slip out, and relax catching my breath. My eyes are still closed as I come down from my orgiastic high. Then you shatter my entire well-being, when you speak up, 'Wow, that was one hell of a show.' My eyes flash open, as I realize in horror that you had now witnessed it all. I start to apologize, but seeing the grin on your face, I realize that apologizing is not what I want to do. I suggest we return to my apartment, and you agree like a good little puppy. 

"As I watch you get out of the tub, I can see that your swimsuit is now much tighter, and the bulge larger. I feel so alive. I can feel my pussy juices flowing from my cunt. I know that if it weren't for the water from the hot tub, anyone would see how wet I was, as the juices dripped down my thighs. My apartment is a studio, so I go into the bathroom first to change, coming out in a light robe, with nothing on underneath. You grab your clothes and head into the bathroom. Before you close the door, I tell you that you can use the blue robe on the door. 

"You emerge awhile later wearing the robe. I have taken the entire couch by laying out with my head at one end and feet at thither, forcing you to sit in the easy chair at the end of the couch nearest my feet. We share another joint, and I ask you how much you saw, to which you answer, 'Enough.' My pussy is creaming again remembering how nice it felt. I slide my right leg off the couch, leaving my left against the back cushion, spreading my legs and thighs wide open. My robe falls away giving you a full view of my trimmed bush and pussy. Your eyes are riveted on my crotch. I slide my hand between my thighs, slowly approaching the center of my sexuality."

Simone's words were working their magic on my libido, as my cock is rock hard. I stroked it lightly as Simone continued her fantasy seduction of me. 

"I'm tracing my inner thighs with my fingertips, bringing them tantalizingly close to my wide open pussy. You're eyes are fixated on my pussy and you can't seem to move. Finally, my fingertips reach my swollen pussy lips. I trace the outline of my pussy, and then spread it open even more using both hands to pull the labia apart. Your breathing is heavy and labored, and I can see your cock twitch under your robe. My fingers continue to explore my wide open pussy. I tell you to undo your robe because I want to see your cock. You willingly accept my control, and open your robe. God, your cock is big. It's almost as big as the one in my parent's pornos. I order you to stroke your cock as you watch and you obey immediately. I slide a hand slowly up my belly, approaching my breast. We are watching each other. I caress my breasts running my fingers around them. The lust in your eyes tells me how much you want to touch me, explore me. As much as I want that, I'm enjoying the view too much. I watch you slide your hand up and down that huge shaft of yours.

"I slide my fingers across my turgid nipples, sending more shock waves through my body. I can feel my orgasm building yet again. I slide a couple of fingers into my pussy. I take the time to explore my pussy as I like to do. I press against the hip bones, and then feel the wall separating my pussy from my anus. Then I slide my fingers back around feeling out my G-spot. I start pumping my fingers into my cunt even faster while pinching my nipples, pulling them out, making my breasts stand away from my body. I stroke my cunt faster and faster. You're moaning now, as my teasing gets you ever so close to your orgasm. You haven't moved from your chair, even though I can tell how badly you want me; to fuck me.

I finally speak up, barely able to enunciate. "Oh, god, I'm so hot Simone. I can feel the jism building in my balls as I imagine watching you masturbate. You're going to make me come any time now."

"Me, too," Simone says. "I have fantasized so many times about watching you come. My pussy is so wet. I'm stroking it hard with three fingers pumping in and out. I've got my legs spread wide open. Give it to me Bob. Make yourself come."

That did it. I was over the top. "Oh, fuck, I'm coming," I moan. "I'm squirting now. Streams of cum. You should see it. Fuck. I'm still coming. God. Oh, god!"

Simone was right behind me. "Me too. I'm coming, Bob. Awwwwwww fuuuuuck."

Our orgasms seemed to go for minutes as each of us moan and groan imagining the other. The phone goes silent as we each recover from our intense experience.

After many seconds, Simone finally breaks the silence, "It sounds like I did a pretty good job. Did you enjoy it, Bob?"

"Oh, yeah, without a doubt."

"So, will you be taking me up on my offer for free phone sex?"

"Duh. Anytime. Thanks."

"No, thank you. I need the practice if I'm going to be good at this."

"Well, I'd say you've got a great start."

We said our good-byes, and I basked in the afterglow, wondering where this was going to end. And I wondered what I was going to tell Rita. This was clearly not the behavior she would be expecting from me. I sipped my Scotch as the pleasure of Simone's call dueled with my guilt. My guilt won and I vowed to set the pattern straight when Simone and I next met. I would help Simone, live up to my commitment to Rita, but I would cease the sexual connection that we had started. I knew that if I allowed it to continue, it would end up very ugly. I finished my Scotch and climbed into bed. Having had a delightful orgasm, and assuaging my guilt, I fell into a deep sleep.



My Niece Simone Ch. 02



I went about my business the next day, finishing the evening with a call to Alex. She was booked for the evening, but had a few minutes between calls to chat. She was blown away by Simone's call to me, and acknowledged that Simone would make one hot phone sex provider, given her now obvious talent for it. 

In my last email check before bed, I received an email from Simone, inviting me to her place the next evening for dinner. Her roommate would be out, and she wanted to cook me dinner. Maintaining my avowed virtue, I declined the invite to her apartment, but agreed to meet her for dinner at a restaurant.

But it was not to be. Simone played a trump card, calling in Rita. Rita called me at work the next day, telling me how disappointed Simone was that I wouldn't allow her to make me supper. Simone had told Rita how helpful and supportive I was being, and as she was still in school, she couldn't afford to buy a nice dinner out, and this was her way of repaying me. At least according to what Simone had told Rita. Still intending to be virtuous, I reluctantly agreed. Surely, I could keep my cock inside my pants for one evening. I emailed Simone, accepting the invite and chiding her for bringing out the big guns to convince me. I received a smiley face in return.

I showed up at 6:30 with a bottle of wine, wearing my usual Dockers and shirt wardrobe. Simone buzzed me in, and I found the door to her apartment slightly open when I got to her pad on the second floor. I could hear Moody Blues playing in the background. Rita had obviously told Simone a lot about us, as Rita and I had gone to one Moody Blues concert together. We had gotten ripped that night at the concert, had flirted with each other, and did some heavy kissing on the way back to Rita's flat. I was too stoned to drive home, so I crashed on her couch. We said our good nights and Rita had gone into her room while I curled up on the couch. That was the night Rita and I had masturbated separately in her apartment. We both knew it, but had never really talked about it or done anything more ever since.

I wondered how much Rita had told Simone. I walked in, and was greeted by delightful odors emanating from the kitchen. I closed the door behind me and announced my presence. Simone came out of the kitchen. In two steps, she had her arms around me for a hug, close but not inappropriate for an uncle and niece, but not before I noticed that she had on an apron, high heels and stocking or pantyhose. The apron came up to her neck, so I had no clue what she had on underneath. She had her hair tied back in a bun, but had spent some time putting on make up, and a very delightful perfume.

She graciously took the wine, and offered me an already rolled joint as she headed back into the kitchen to open the wine. The rear view was more informative, revealing the back of a tight fitting maroon dress completely covering her back and accenting her tight well shaped ass. The dress ended about mid thigh, tight enough to reveal that she was wearing stocking as I could see the telltale indicator of a garter snap. My cock stirred uncontrollably, but I willed it back to sleep. She informed me from the kitchen that dinner would be ready in about ten minutes, and to make myself comfortable

I plopped myself into the chair and lit the joint, taking a long toke. Simone returned with a glass of wine for me, and took a deep drag on the joint. She was bubbling and giggly, talking all the while about her day at school. She informed me that I should finish the joint, as she had already shared a couple of joints with her roommate before she had left on her date. I did so as she returned to the kitchen to finish the meal.

I could feel the joint starting to hit, when Simone announced dinner was ready. She put everything on the table, and excused herself, going into her bedroom. I sat down at the table and admired her effort. Although the plates, silverware, and serving platters were Value Village specials, she had done an elegant job of displaying the meal. Small salads of lettuce, tomato, bleu cheese and chopped pecans sat next to plates holding salmon filets covered with a delicate sauce, accented by asparagus spears and cheese topped double baked potatoes. Fresh sourdough bread contributed to the fragrant smells of the meal. A Chardonnay completed the presentation.

I couldn't hold my wolf whistle back when Simone reentered the room. Having doffed her apron, the front of her dress was now revealed. She had undone her hair and it now flowed about her beautiful face. The dress was as tight in front as it was in back. The neckline was tight around her neck, obviously clasped at the front. It was completely open down the middle fully displaying the valley between her breasts, and her upper abdomen all the way to her belly button. A single diamond hung teasingly between her 36C breasts. Her breasts did not sag at all, standing out firmly against the silk of her dress with the buds of her nipples making their presence known pressing through the fabric. My eyes lingered on her breasts longer than appropriate, but Simone just smiled. I finished my appraisal of her by noting that the dress was slit below the crotch as well, with the slit start just fractions of an inch below the crotch. As she walked the dress parted revealing her naked thighs above the tops of her stockings.

"You like?"

"It's very nice," I answered. "Very sexy."

"Yeah. My last boyfriend bought it for me. But we broke up, because I refused to wear it out to dinner with him. I was too nervous to be seen as such a sexy person. I thought it made me look like a hussy or a slut."

"Hussy and slut don't fit, but you certainly are sexy as hell. You would certainly draw the attention of most men, and probably quite a few women with that on."

She joined me at the table. The meal was delicious, better than many I'd had at five star restaurants. We chitchatted about school, the Seahawks, my work, and family through the meal. Dinner was topped off with homemade Key Lime Pie. We finished the wine and another joint while we enjoyed our dessert. 

After an appropriate amount of post-dinner small talk, I thanked her for dinner, and announced my intention to return home. She demanded that I stay and chat, smiling all the time. How was I supposed to fight such a beguiling creature? I helped her with the dishes, and then we returned to the living room. We sat together on the couch, much closer than necessary. Every move she made caused the front of her dress to peek open, teasing me with views of the inside slopes of her well shaped breasts. The skin was smooth and unblemished, and I was jealous of the diamond caressing her breasts as it caressed her skin.

After a few more minutes of chitchat, the effects of the latest joint hit, and we were both laughing and giggling. It wasn't until then that she mentioned our last phone call. "I hope you enjoyed our call the other night. I certainly did, although I didn't get much sleep. I was so horny, and my pussy was so wet. I must have masturbated two or three more times after we hung up."

I responded, my virtue still in charge. "Well, yes, I absolutely enjoyed it. But, I have to tell you that we can't continue. I'll help you like I promised, but we have to keep the relationship platonic."

Her unhappiness showed up as an amazingly cute and sexy pout, as she responded, "No, you don't mean that. You enjoyed it. I enjoyed it. Who gets hurt? And I need access to your fertile brain for hot male fantasies. Who else is going to educate me on the dirtiest of men's sexual fantasies?" She turned to face me as she finished her question, causing her dress to open even more, allowing my eyes a teasing view of her nipple peeking out from behind the fabric. She laid her hand on my knee and slowly slid it up till it covered my crotch. "And, I'm not letting you leave tonight until I watch you come."

"What?" I exclaimed, pushing her hand from my crotch and my hardening dick. "I'm not sure that is such a good idea. And if you want to get ideas on men's fantasies, all you have to do is watch a few good porno movies or go on the internet." I was confident that my answers would quell her desires.

"Oh, I've been doing that for awhile. But, I want a real male's take on these things, and you're the one to help me. Remember, you promised Mom."

"I didn't promise her that I would have phone sex with you, much less having an orgasm in your presence. I'm not sure she'd like that."

"Is that what's stopping you? You're worried about what Mom would say? Let me fix that." Simone fetched her phone from the table and plopped down next to me, even closer than before. She dialed the phone, and I could hear Rita answer on the other end. "Hi, Mom," Simone started. "Bob's here with me, and he feels it would be inappropriate for us to continue what we started the other night on the phone. He's convinced you would not approve. Would you please tell him the truth?" After a couple more seconds, Simone handed me the phone.

"Hello?" I said suspiciously.

"Hello," Rita responded. "I understand you think I wouldn't approve of your having sex with Simone, over the phone or in person. She told me all about the call you two had the other night. All I can say is that I wish it had been me on the phone with you. In fact, I'm hoping to have phone sex with you sometime soon. In the meantime, let me explain to you that I fully endorse what Simone is doing, and I approve of it. It's her Dad that will have issues with this. In the meantime, let me assure you that I'm hoping you and she will have a very exciting affair, as I will then get to enjoy it vicariously. Can I be any clearer?"

My head was spinning. "Wow, Rita, I never realized you felt this way, or had this liberal an attitude. I just don't want to hurt her or you, or cause a family incident."

"Like that'll happen. To be honest, you'll piss me off if you don't take her up on it. And I'll know because she tells me everything, just as I tell her everything. Including how I watched you masturbate that night in my apartment way back when I had just turned 18. My pussy still creams thinking about it."

By now my virtue had taken flight. "Okay, okay. I give up. This should be very enjoyable."

Rita and I said our good-byes, and I hung up the phone. No sooner had I hung up, but Simone climbed into my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. Without hesitation, she moved in, her lips headed directly towards mine. Our lips touched, and the electricity sparked. Within seconds our lips were open and our tongues were making music together. My cock stiffened as I reacted to the kiss. As we continued our kiss, I sensed her breasts pressing against my chest, while she rubbed her tight ass against my crotch. My cock responded enthusiastically as I let any concern for moral judgment slip away.

She continued to grind against my cock, clearly knowing the response it was causing. My passivity took flight, and I moved my hand to her ass, feeling how taut it was under the silk dress. 

He moaned as she felt my hands squeeze her ass. She then rose up on her knees, but still straddling me. She spread her legs, and grasping my wrist, directed my hand under her dress. I slipped across the tops of her stockings, now intimately feeling the flesh of her smooth skin. Urged on by her eagerness and my lust, my fingers continued further, as her tongue continued its tango with mine. Within seconds, I had found my target, knowing I had hit the center, as my fingers felt the wetness of her arousal. She spread her legs even wider, inviting my fingers to explore, and they did. I found her clit almost instantly, sliding my index finger across her love bud. Another moan escaped from her lips fighting its way past our still locked lips. As I rubbed her clit with one finger, I slid a finger inside her pussy. She broke our kiss at that and pulled back.

"Oh, god, yes," she moaned. "Don't stop. Please."

I didn't. I slid another finger in. Although her pussy was very tight, her copious juices allowed my fingers full freedom in exploring her most intimate regions. It didn't take long for me to find her g-spot. She was moaning continuously, but as soon as my finger found that special spot, spasms shook her entire body. I felt her muscles tighten around my fingers as I continued my sexual onslaught. Her moans changed to shrieks of pleasure as I massaged her special spot.

"Awww, shiiiit! I'm coming!" she screamed.

I continued my pressure on her precious spot, while my thumb continued to caress her clit, driving her to yet another orgasm, on top of the first. I continued my relentless pressure, making sure that another orgasm started just as soon as she started to relax from the previous one. After uncountable orgasms, she collapsed against me, and finally finding her voice, begged me to stop. I smiled inwardly, reveling in her pleasure. Rather than doing as I was told, I slid my fourth finger into her pussy, pounding even harder into her cunt. This incited spasms, as yet another orgasm rocked her world. I slowed my movement, and allowed her body to recover from the sexual highs that she had been experiencing.

After her breathing returned to normal, with her head still resting on my shoulder, she mumbled into my ear, "Wow. That was the most fantastic streak of orgasms I've ever experienced. I've heard that older men know how to treat a woman, and now I'm a believer."

I slid her off my lap, laying her back against the couch. She was completely spent, her limp body flopping down as if she was unconscious. Her eyes were closed, completing the image of a completely wasted young woman. But, God, was she sexy. Her legs were spread wide, juices dripping down her crack. The front of her dress had come completely open, as somehow, during our hot embrace, the snap of her dress at the neckline had come undone. I drank in the sight of her deliciously semi-clad sexy body. This only inflamed my already hard cock, forcing me to reach down and adjust my trousers. I lit another joint while drinking in the beauty of Simone with my eyes. My voyeurism was short-lived, as my stiff cock demanded attention. While Simone's eyes were still closed, I shed my clothes, contemplating the opportunity in front of me. There was no doubt that I was going to fuck this sweet, adorable, and very hot girl; the only question was when. My hand was still wet with her juices, and I used them to lubricate my 10 inch cock. I was standing next to the couch looking down on her, stroking my cock lightly and slowly when her eye reopened. 

It didn't take long for Simone's eyes to focus on my manhood. Her eyes widened, and she smiled. I stroked my cock a little faster as she continued to stare at my hard-on which was only inches away from her face.

"Oh, god, yes, Bob, stroke your cock. Show me how a man pleasures himself. God, it's huge. It's even bigger than my dildo. And so much sexier."

I did as she asked, knowing that it wouldn't take long for me give her what she wanted. I increased the pressure slightly as my hand sped up. As she watched, she moved her right hand down to her pussy. As her eyes were transfixed by my wanton display of lust, her fingers attacked her clitoris. It wasn't long before she had inserted a couple fingers into her own pussy. I could feel the jism building in my balls. I told her I was going to come soon, which only caused her to increase her aggressive pounding of her pussy.

"Yes, Bob, I want to see you come. I want you squirt all over me, just like in the movies. I want you to come on my breasts and my face. Show me what it's like for a man to orgasm. My pussy is so fucking wet from what you've done to me. I want more. Oh, god, I can feel another orgasm coming on." She had trouble getting the last sentence out as her breathing had already gotten heavy from the arousal. She started moaning, but kept her eyes focused on me. I cupped my balls with my left hand, playing with them, as my right hand continued its feverish pace of up and down strokes. I was within seconds of my release, and I warned her.

"Give it to me," she breathed. "Oh, god, I'm coming!" she yelled.

And that took me over the edge, as I could hold back no more. My hot juices exploded out of my cock, shooting a ribbon of cum across her breasts. I kept stroking, and shot after shot of cum exploded from my cock. It landed on her belly, her breasts, her neck, and her face, coating her with my jism. One squirt laid a ribbon of cum across her chin, lips, nose, and eyelids. I continued to stroke my cock, and more juices dribbled out. Her smile got larger, and she stretched her tongue to lick as much of my cum as she could from her lips.

"Mmmm, that tastes good," she said. While she continued to finger fuck her cunt, she used her other hand to slide across her breasts and belly, collecting my juices. She then brought her hand to her mouth, and teased me by slowly and sexily licking her fingers and hand clean of my juice. "Oooh, that tastes good. Oh, god, that was so hot. So fucking hot!"

I was spent by now, and collapsed on the chair next to the couch and tried to catch my breath. She could tell by the shit-eating grin on my face that I had enjoyed it as well. We lay there, collectively reveling in the afterglow of our lust.

We were still splayed out on the couch and chair, with our intimate parts openly displayed, when her roommate walked back in the front door, surprising us.

*

But that will have to wait for the next chapter!



My Niece Simone Ch. 03



Anna gasped as soon as she saw us, and she gushed an apology as she rushed into her bedroom, slamming her door shut behind her. I attempted to cover my sexual organ, but failed. Simone blushed, but didn't lose her smile. Then she giggled.

"Well, I was wondering how I was going to tell Anna about my new sex life. This will make it easy."

"I guess I had better get going," I offered.

"No, don't leave yet. Let me talk with her a minute. She'll understand. You'll see. We've been roommates for about four months, and she is one sexual animal, while I have been a bit of a prude. She's fucked her boyfriend several times in her bedroom while I've been here, and believe me, she is not quiet when it comes to sex. So, she won't be mad at me. You see, every time I've told her that I heard her fucking, she laughs, and tells me to get a sex life. So, now I have one. I'll be right back. Roll us another joint, will you? And I know you don't have to work tomorrow, so why don't you plan on crashing here for the night. Oh, and you can grab a robe from the closet in my bedroom. It belonged to my ex-boyfriend, and I haven't returned it to him yet."

Simone got up off the couch, and walked over to Anna's bedroom door and knocked. She didn't bother to readjust her dress, so when Anna invited her into the bedroom, Simone walked in with her breasts and pussy still fully displayed. She closed the door behind herself, and I did as I asked, having concluded that crashing on her couch was definitely the plan for the night. I refreshed my Scotch and rolled us another joint

Several minutes went by and I had resettled myself on the couch when Simone returned from the bedroom, her dress still wide open, and the last vestiges of my cum reflecting the light off her breasts.

"She's okay. It seems that she and her boyfriend had a fight tonight, and that was why she came home early. If you don't mind, she'll join us in a few minutes and I suggested we watch a movie together. I hope that's okay. But I'm going to change. I'd shower, but I'm really enjoying the wanton slut feeling of having your cum all over my body. I hope you don't mind."

I nodded acquiescence, figuring I'd might as well let this play out and see what happens. Simone returned a few minutes later, wearing a very sheer pink negligee with matching crotchless panties. They did nothing to hide her breasts or pussy. She plopped down on the couch next to me. I asked her what movie she had in mind, and she said that Anna was going to choose. Simone picked up the joint and took a toke while cuddling up close. Simone explained more about Anna, who I hadn't even met officially. They had been roommates for only about four months. The condo belonged to Anna, who was in her late 30's, although I had figured from my quick glimpse that she was 10 years younger. Anna stood a petite 5'1" with a curvy busty figure. She sported short blonde hair, green eyes, and an infectious smile. Simone explained that Anna had inherited a string of night clubs, including two or three strip clubs, when her father and mother had died in a car crash when she was 22. She was now running the clubs, and very successfully, as near as Simone could tell. Simone further explained that Anna had gone through three different boyfriends since she had moved in, and one girlfriend. Although she didn't use the term, I recognized the lifestyle of Anna described by Simone as that of a sexaholic, as Simone would often hear the sounds of sex emanating from Anna's bedroom, even when no friends were over. 

I asked Simone how the living relationship was going, given Simone's somewhat minimal sexual experience. She admitted that it was tough at first, but over the last few weeks, Simone had transitioned from embarrassed to curious. Without any apparent overt or covert intent by Anna, Anna had successfully gotten Simone to obsess on sex, wanting to know and learn as much as she could. As Simone explained it, Anna had subtly influenced the entire transformation that she was undergoing. Simone had kept it secret for awhile, sneaking into Anna's room and secretly investigating Anna's large collection of erotica, including books, magazines, and porno movies. Simone had finally admitted it to Anna a month earlier, and now Anna was tutoring her on the adult entertainment business. I wondered why Simone needed my help, given her in-home tutor. Simone explained that Anna knew the night club and escort business, but not a lot about the phone sex business. 

My mind attempted to wrap itself around all of this new information. It was obvious now that Simone was not as naïve' about sex as I had imagined. She was undoubtedly somewhat inexperienced, but not naïve'.

A few minutes later Anna joined us in the living room. She was wearing a well worn red flannel bathrobe and had a couple of DVD's. She tried to apologize to me for bursting in on us, but Simone told her to knock it off and relax. She poured herself a drink, and inserted a DVD.

I smiled inwardly when I realized that Anna had selected "9 ½ Weeks" as the movie we were going to watch. This being one of the hottest R rated movies I had ever watched, I always enjoyed it, and it was certainly going to be interesting in this setting. Anna then explained that she really loved this movie, and had been pushing Simone to watch it, and she figured tonight was good night for it.

Anna turned the lights off, so that we could see the TV and plopped down on the couch on the other side of me from Simone, pulling her legs up on the couch under her thighs. We smoked the joint and sipped our drinks as the movie got started. By the time the second sex scene had finished playing, both girls were breathing hard, and my cock had indicated to me that it might live to fuck again. Simone whispered in my ear about how hot the movie was, and that her pussy was getting wet again. Next to me, I could feel Anna shifting uncomfortably. The scene I found myself in reminded me of the overused metaphor, "the sexual tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife." If I could have bet on the situation, I would have bet against us watching the movie through to the end.

Amazingly, I would have lost, as we did see it through to the end, albeit with occasional repositioning by each of us to reduce the internal sexual stirrings created by the images on the TV. It seemed as if each of us was unwilling to allow our horniness to show. Given our intimate knowledge of each other, I found this self-induced near-Victorian morality to be very erotic. My cock vacillated between semi-erect and extremely hard as I continually shifted my sensory focus from the TV to Simone to Anna and back again. There was no doubt in anyone's mind about the level of our individual sexual arousal; we all knew we were horny and hot. The strong perfume of our arousal added a third sensory dimension to the movie. But none of us made any aggressive move during the movie.

At the end of the movie, Anna bopped up from the sofa and excused herself, heading for the bathroom. Simone took the opportunity to slip her hand under my robe, finding my hard cock. I twitched uncontrollably, when her fingers touched my shaft. She whispered into my ear, "Mmmm, I think you want some more sex. Me, too!" She then jumped up and took our glasses into the kitchen to refresh our drinks.

My answer followed her to the kitchen, "Oh, yeah, absolutely."

Anna reentered the room just as I was answering and joined our conversation, "Absolutely what?"

I attempted to deflect the question, but I was interrupted by Simone, "Oh, I asked him if he wanted some more sex tonight. I still haven't really been able to enjoy his manhood." Turning to me, she added, "Sure, I've seen you come, but I want to have you in me, and I want to suck that beautiful cock of yours."

The ice was now broken, and our sexual tension was now fair game. Anna's question cinched it, "Can I watch?" I didn't get a chance to speak, before Simone answered for us in the affirmative.

My cock twitched, and Anna purred at the response. We finished our bathroom break, and returned to the couch, armed with fresh drinks, and another joint. Anna loaded the next video, but wouldn't tell us what it was. She did admit that it was from her porno collection. I knew we wouldn't make it all the way through this movie. Simone snuggled up to me and I put my arm around her shoulders. Anna begged to be treated equally, so I found myself flanked by two hot gorgeous barely clad women, about to watch a porn flick. Clearly living out a fantasy many men only get to dream about, my cock was at full hardness.

The movie started, and Anna made us watch the trailers of three pornos before we got to the main feature. Our already inflamed libidos were teased by the sex scenes, and I could smell the aroma from the pussies surrounding me. Finally the movie started. It had a plot about a woman who had just found out her husband had been having an affair and in the first scene she was being consoled by her best girl friend. The consoling turns into a backrub. Soon the friend's hand is playing with the wife's pussy. Anna shifted a bit moving her legs away from me and laying them across the armrest, leaning back into me a bit more. I glanced over and watched as she let her legs drop open, and she slid her hand between her legs. With her other hand she adjusted my arm so that my hand was inside her robe lying on top of her breasts. I casually caressed her breast, my fingers instantly discovering her very hard nipple. I pinched her nipple, eliciting a moan of satisfaction.

I played with her nipple as we watched the two women fingering each other. I felt her nearing her orgasm, and told her not to rush it. I pinched her nipple hard to emphasize my point sending a spasm through her body. She argued, but I forced her to stop, or else I wouldn't let her watch us. She obeyed me, and then surprised me by taking it one step further, whispering, "Yes, master, I'm your sex slave tonight" into my ear, low enough so that Simone would not hear her submit to my control. "I will do whatever you order me to do."

Meanwhile, Simone had slid her hand inside my robe, and was holding my stiff shaft. Simone had started to stroke my cock, but I told her to just hold it for awhile. She stopped her motion, but her heavy breathing told me how hot she was. I slid my hand to Simone's breast and cupped it, but held my hand still as I had instructed her to do. I felt her breath catch as she reacted to contact. I returned my attention to the TV and found the two women using a double dildo. They were stretched in opposite directions, their legs wide open like a pair of scissors, and they were grinding against the double dildo, and occasionally against each other. 

I now sensed that I was in total control of the pace of our sexual adventure. That being said, I knew that I would be cumming once again real soon as I could already feel the juices building. I hurried our scene along when I ordered Anna to stand up and strip off her robe for me. The order surprised both of them, and I told Simone about Anna's whispered submission to me for the night while Anna got up and started to dance to the music from the movie. It didn't take long before Anna had all of our attention. She only had one piece of clothing on, but she gave us a really hot strip as she would first show some skin, and then cover it, only to show it again. When she finished the strip, I told her to undress Simone for me. I saw the lust blaze in Anna's eyes as she understood that was she was being ordered to touch the roommate she had been lusting after for four months now.

Anna did as she was told, pulling Simone to her feet, and then seductively removing her negligee. I watched Anna slide her hands lightly across Simone's nipples as she pulled the teddy over Simone's head. Anna leaned in and their nipples touched. Anna shook her breasts back and forth continuing to tease their nipples. The already hard nubbins grew even more. Once the teddy had been lifted free, Anna dropped to her knees, and while leaning in close to Simone's crotch, proceeded to remove Simone's panties. Anna moved in close, her lips within an inch of touching Simone's blood-engorged pussy lips. She didn't follow through though as she now had Simone undressed.

I ordered Simone to kneel on the floor on her hands and knees, and I told Anna to go back to the chair. They did as instructed, and I moved in behind Simone, who had positioned herself such that Anna had a side on view. I felt Simone's pussy, finding it extremely wet. I removed my robe, and looking over at Anna, I gesture for her to spread her legs open. She did as she was told. I told her she cannot touch herself, and she obediently places one arm on each armrest, her eyes focused on my swollen turgid manhood.

I stroked my cock slowly as I moved closer to Simone's hungry pussy. By now we were way past foreplay, and I sank my cock deep into her cunt without any hesitation. The tightness of her cunt, lubricated by her copious pussy juices, by now dripping down her inner thighs, welcomed my cock as it slid between her tight pussy lips. Simone pushed back against me, devouring my fuck pole. I slid my cock back out, making sure that Anna could see it. 

Simone moaned, "Oh, god, Bob, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Show Anna how hard you can fuck me. I've never been fucked like this. It's so fucking hot with Anna watching. Look at her. Look how wide open her pussy is." I thrust into Simone again, driving to the center of her body with my cock. I leaned over, and squeezed Simone's nipples with one hand, while I found her clit with the other. 

I continued my full assault on Simone, and ravaged her sopping wet pussy, driving deep into her. I could feel my orgasm building. I pulled out and rolled Simone over on her back. I rammed my cock back into her pussy driving Simone over the top, as she screamed in orgasm. I held back on mine for a couple mores strokes. I screamed in orgasm, and pulled my cock out, as my cum started squirting. I sprayed it all over Simone's pussy and belly. I watched Anna the entire time. She was a very good slave, never taking her eyes off our coupling, but remaining in the sitting position with her hands still on the armrests. 

I stood up and walked over to Anna. Leaning down, and whispering in Anna's ears, I asked her if she had an eye mask. She nodded and I told her to fetch it. She did and I made a big deal out of masking Simone while she still lay on the floor. The DVD was playing in the background, now showing a two couple orgy. 

I then instructed Anna to kneel between Simone's legs and clean my cum from her body. Anna did as she was told, slowly lowering her lips towards the nexus of Simone's sexuality. Anna zeroed in on Simone's clit, causing Simone to groan loudly when the tip of Anna's tongue found its mark. Anna was obviously very experienced in the art of cunnilingus, as Simone's body shuddered from the intense feelings emanating from her clit. Anna's tongue ventured upwards, licking every inch of Simone's skin to ensure a complete clean up. Anna slid a finger smoothly into Simone's cunt as her tongue teased Simone's belly button. Anna continued her northerly trek arriving at the under-slopes of Simone's spectacular firm breasts. 

My cock hardened again as I watched Anna play with Simone. Anna had spread her legs wide, giving me a full view of her shaven pussy with its swollen lips, and an engorged clit. Simone was moaning loudly by the time Anna's tongue found its way to the top of the breast and teased the nipple. 

Anna teased one nipple, and then licked her way to the other nipple, giving it equal time. Anna alternated between nipples, while her hand continued to fuck Simone. My nearly hard cock jolted to attention as Simone screamed, "Oh, gawd. She's chewing on my nipple. Don't stop. God, I'm cumming." Anna switched nipples and sent Simone over the top again. But, my cock wanted more attention. I kneeled down next to Simone and with my cock suspended just above Simone's face. I gestured to Anna to suck my cock. She immediately bent to the task, and I pulled off Simone's blindfold, confronting her with the close-up view of her landlord/roommate sucking a cock. It didn't take long before Anna succeeded in extracting my last load of the night. I screamed as I let loose with a stream thick enough to seep out from between Anna's lips and drip down her chin, falling into Simone's waiting mouth.

I fell back in sexual exhaustion, lying down on the floor to catch my breath. Totally spent, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the rug. When I awakened with sunlight streaming in the window, I realized that somebody had given me a pillow and a blanket, and helped me find the couch. The delightful smell of fresh brewed coffee told me that I was not the first to awaken.



My Niece Simone Ch. 04



(If you haven't read chapters 1-3, this won't make as much sense, so I suggest you read the first three chapters. Enjoy, vote, and send me a message.)

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Putting on my robe, I walked into the kitchen, finding Anna whipping up pancakes, similarly garbed in an old flannel bathrobe. She smiled at me, handed me the morning paper and a cup of coffee. She had chopped pecans for the pancakes, but verified that I wasn't allergic to nuts before mixing them into the batter. Several minutes later, my newspaper reading was interrupted by the arrival of a steaming plate of pancakes, accented with crisply fried bacon, and a selection of syrups. 

We read the newspaper as we ate, absorbed in our own thoughts, with no conversation. I finished my breakfast and started to carry the dishes to the sink. Anna jumped up, saying, "Let me."

"You don't need to. I can handle it."

She argued with me, although her eyes were on the floor. "No, actually I'd like to. You see, I really enjoyed last night, and while I've been submissive before with a man, last night you had me creaming all night long and I want to continue to be your slave, if you'll let me, and still allow me to run my business. Your style of control is what I fantasize about. Please?"

"I'll consider it," I offered. She accepted that and proceeded to do the dishes. While she worked, her robe sash came undone allowing the folds in the front of the robe to separate displaying the inner slopes of her breasts and her shaven pubes. Pulling her robe wide open, she ambled towards me, in a seductive walk that quickly got my cock's attention. 

She stopped in front of me, her shaven pussy within an inch or two of my eyes and nose. Still averting her eyes from direct contact, she whispered in an almost hoarse seductive voice, "And you can do anything with or to my body that you want, as long as you don't do any serious or permanent injury or scarring. Anything!" As she finished, she lowered her breasts to my face, rubbing her tits across my nose and lips.

Knowing inwardly that I was definitely taking her up on the offer, I teased, "I'll definitely consider it," emphasizing the word consider. "But I've got to run. I've got some work I promised to a client that I have to finish."

She dutifully allowed me to escape. I peeked in on Simone' to say good-bye, but she was still sound asleep, so I let her be.

I called Alex later that day, intending to tell her about the events of the night, but by the time we connected up, Simone' had already told her about it. In excruciating detail. Alex explained that Simone' had actually gotten her off a couple of time, although Alex was convinced that Simone' hadn't realized it at the time. I asked Alex what she liked best and she laughed, responding with the scene where Anna has to watch me fuck Simone'. I'm secretly relieved that Simone had already told Alex, as my cock is hurting a bit from the intense sexuality of the past few days, and I wasn't sure I could deal with hot phone sex that evening. 

I then mixed a Scotch and called Anna. Her Caller ID had clearly registered my name, as she answered, exclaiming, "Oh, god, Bob, I'm so glad you called." I wasn't sure but I thought I detected a note of panting.

"Hi, there," I responded, struggling to keep my voice businesslike, as my cock was already semi-hard contemplating the tortuous path I intended to put Anna through, if she wanted to really be my slave. "I've given your offer some thought. And, Yes! I'd like to have you as my sub. But! There are some conditions that must be met. The first is that you are to call me Master at all times when we are alone, but only when we are alone. Until I am ready to pronounce you my slave, we will keep this in the closet, so to speak. When other people are around, we will continue to continue the relationship in place prior to this agreement. Later this week, I will give you a written list of expectations that must be met, before you can become my true slave. Understood?"

Anna answered meekly, "Yes, Master, Sir. May I ask a question sir?"

"Very good! Asking permission. Permission granted."

"If I understand the rules, then it means that we are to continue to our sexual acting with Simone'? Is that correct?"

"Yes, exactly."

"Master, is there anything I can do now to show you how much I want to be your slave?"

My mind raced, contemplating many alternatives, filing most away for future pursuit, hopefully near future. After a couple moments of thought, I had one. "Yes, as a matter of fact. I want you to go home, find Simone, drag her to the bed if you have to, strip her, and eat her pussy until she comes. And then you are to call me immediately after she orgasms and tell me about it. In her presence. Understood?"

"Yes, master, sir."

We hung up and I made myself some supper.

Simone' called me about 9 that evening. I answered the phone, and was greeted with labored breathing. As soon as I proffered my hello, Simone responded, "Oh, god, Bob, Anna is eating my pussy, and I've already had several orgasms. Why don't you come over and join us. She is so hot, and such a slut. She desperately wants your cock, although she would never ask for it. I just know she does. You wouldn't believe what she did tonight. She came in, and just marched into my room and dropped her dress revealing that to be the only garment. Then, while I was still trying to grasp what was going on, she pulled my T-shirt off, pushed me onto the bed and pulled off my shorts. Within seconds she was sucking on my clit." She paused, and I listened to her heavy panting. Then, "Oh, fuckkk. I'm cummming. She's making me cum again."

Simone's vocabulary dwindled to moans and groans as Anna took her over the edge yet again. I smiled as my imagination converted the sounds into lusty images, recognizing the reality to be even more erotic than my first fantasy when I gave Simone' the instructions. My cock twitched, but sent conflicting messages to the brain. The first message focused on the availability of pussy, and definite interest. The second signal reflected the need for recovery from the previous night's debauchery. As much as I wanted more pussy, moderation won out, and I begged off for the evening, but Simone' made me promise to come by the next night. Alex had arranged for Simone' to make a real phone sex call and Simone' wanted Anna and me to watch. This was going to be kinky. Very kinky!

I arrived at their pad about a half hour in advance of call time. Both girls were wearing baggy sweat suits that hid every curve of their bodies. I asked about them, and they both laughed, telling me to be patient. Simone mixed me a Scotch, and Anna lit a joint. We drank, and smoked and talked about everything except sex, as it was obvious how nervous Simone really was. The phone rang, earlier than expected and Simone shrieked, jerking the phone off the table.

The nervousness in her voice showed as it cracked, "Hello."

We hear a feminine voice from the other end, too low to understand. But, Simone visibly relaxed, and responded, "Oh, Alex, it's you. Yes, I'm ready. Or, as ready as I'll ever be."

Then, after a pause, she added, "Oh, yeah, I've got a scene in my mind that I'm going to describe to him. From what you've said, I'm pretty sure he'll like it."

Another pause. "Okay, I got it. When he calls, as soon as I verify that it is Matt, I'm to just start describing the scene."

Simone and Alex hung up after a few more moments of calming talk from Alex. I relaxed and enjoyed seeing her nervous, knowing she'd do fine, once the scene got started. My curiosity was certainly aroused, wondering what scene Simone might have in mind for the lucky guy. Just before the call was supposed to start, Simone ushered Anna and I into her bedroom. I was surprised to find out that she had rearranged it in such a way as to have a stage like area in the corner, with theater floods lighting it up. Simone directed me to sit on one side of her queen sized bed, and she plopped down on the other. Anna took a seat in the chair. Simone had hooked up a headset for herself so that she could talk hands free, and she arranged herself on the bed. We had all gotten comfortable, and shared another joint by the time the phone rang. Simone answered.

"Hello." A pause. "Oh, hi, Matt, are you ready?" Another pause, and then Simone started her call.

"My girlfriend, Anna, just walked into your room. She removes her coat to reveal that she is wearing a white lace bra and panties set, with a white garter belt holding up white stockings. She is petite and well rounded, and the calves of her legs are stretched by the 4" heels she is wearing." As Simone talked, Anna got up from the chair, turned on the theater lights, and pulled off her sweats to reveal exactly the outfit that Simone had described to Matt. It hit me. Hard. Anna was going to act out the scene being described by Simone, and unless I missed my guess, I was playing the role of Matt, experiencing the scene. I wondered if Alex had anything to do with this, or if it was just Simone and Anna who had come up with it. Either way, my cock was already voicing its appreciation, as I felt it twitch in my pants. I listened attentively to Simone, but my eyes were focused on Anna.

Simone continued, "Anna is dancing seductively at the foot of your bed. Her eyes are closed as she imagines a sexy beat in her head. She spread her legs a bit, giving a full frontal view of her sexy curvaceous body. She slides her hand up her sides, casually sliding them across the sheer panels of her sexy bra. You watch as she slides them across her breasts, teasing the nipples through the bra. She's pinching them now, making them stand up. The material is thin enough for you to make out the darkness of the aureoles surrounding her now hard nipples. Take the rest of your clothes off Matt. She wants to see you as she teases you."

Anna continued dancing, and Simone continued her description as I took off my clothes, revealing my hard boner to both Anna and Simone.

"Anna's sliding her hands down her front, giving her breasts one last squeeze before she continues the downward slide. Her fingers find her navel, and you watch as she teases it, her now open eyes staring straight into yours. She purses her lips, and runs her tongue all along them in a sultry display of wanton lust. She knows she is getting to you, as your cock hardens for her to see. Her fingers slide lower, always in harmony with the soundless melody playing in her head. She plays with her garter belt with her right hand. Anna slides her left hand back up to her breasts, teasing some more. Your cock is hardening as you watch her every move. She continues to pinch her nipples through the material of her lacy bra. You want her to take it off, don't you?"

My cock was completely hard, and both Anna and Simone had noticed. Simone continued, "Anna's eyes are focused on your hard cock, as she continues to dance. With both hands, Anna reached behind herself and slowly undoes the clasp of her bra. Slowly and seductively, she lowers the bra, finally giving you a full view of her now naked breasts. Her large breasts barely sag, and her nipples are even larger than you had thought. Still swaying to the internal music, she continues to tease her nipples, sometimes caressing them softly, and at other times pinching them. Your hand slides down to your hard cock as she continues her slow seduction. While one hand continues to play with her nipples, her other hand once again journeys to the garter belt at her waist. This time, though, she don't stop there. The fingers slide beneath the waistband of her tiny panties. You watch as she slides her hand across her pubic mound, slipping a finger into her love channel. What you don't know is that her pussy is already wet. I can tell you it is soaking wet. At least it was when she left me just a little while ago. You see, Anna and I made love before she went over there. I fucked her hard with my dildo. I bet you would have enjoyed watching me fuck her. So, as you watch her fingers working inside of her panties, know how wet she is."

My eyes had widened at this wanton admission of lust by Simone. As Simone had described the scene, Anna had been acting it out of course. But when Simone mentioned the dildo, Anna broke from her role and reached behind a chair to pull out a strap-on with a dong that had to be at least twelve inches long and as thick as a fist. As Simone had been describing the scene, I watched Anna suck on the dildo while her fingers played in her pussy. I looked over at Simone and discovered that even though she was still wearing her sweats, her right hand had found it's way into her bottoms, and I could tell that Simone was giving her own pussy as much attention as Anna was delivering to hers. I continued to stroke my cock lightly, avoiding rushing to an early orgasm.

Simone continued, "Stroke your cock, Matt. As you do, Anna moves closer to the bed. There she is standing only a few feet from you as she continues to toy with her nipple and her pussy. She stops her playing long enough to lower her panties, allowing you full visibility of her shaven pubes. Her pussy lips are wide open and glistening with her love juices. You can see her distended clit. Anna spreads her legs a bit and using both hands she pulls her pussy lips even farther apart causing her pussy to gape open in hunger. Your cock is so hard knowing that I have eaten that pussy and fucked it just a little while ago. And I can tell you that she tastes so good. I can still taste her succulent slightly salty taste on my lips. Wouldn't you like to taste her?"

Anna is standing right next to the bed in front of me, her pussy less than a foot from my face. I wanted Anna so bad. I wanted to reach out and feel her; drive my fingers up her snatch and feel those juices on my skin. But this was Simone's show, and both Anna and I were going to let her direct the scene. I didn't know where this was going, but I was confident that Simone would make it exciting. My hard cock let Anna and Simone know that I found it exciting.

Simone continued, "Not yet. You'll have a chance to do that to her eventually. Right now, you're to just enjoy the show. Your eyes are focused on Simone's wide open pussy. You watch as she rubs her clit with her finger. She is moaning from the stimulation. You watch as she slips to fingers into her pussy. When she pulls them out, you can see her fingers are coated with cunt juice. Deliberately teasing you she raises her finger to her mouth, sliding them between her lips. She sucks on them as if they are a cock, smiling at the pleasure. She lowers her fingers back to her snatch and reinserts them into her wet pussy. Not just the two, but two more. She returns her other hand to her nipples, pinching them firmly, while she pumps her fingers in and out of her juicy cunt. She is now fucking herself with her hand. Her moans are intensifying, as her orgasm is building."

It was obvious to both Simone and I that Anna's orgasm was in fact approaching. Despite Simone's direction, Anna had closed her eyes, and was obviously fully focused on the pleasures of her own hand. I could feel the jism in my balls, and knew that at the current storytelling pace, I wouldn't last long before demonstrating my own orgasm for these two young ladies. Simone had managed to stay somewhat calm during all of this, although we could still see her hand working underneath her sweats. 

Simone pressed on, earning her phone sex wages, "Anna is moaning loud now, as her fingers play with her nipples and pound into her pussy. She is watching you stroke that hard thick cock of yours." Simone paused.

"Ooh, is it that big? Then I'm sure that Anna is staring at it with an intense longing. You can see it in her eyes. She wants to devour you, and you want to fuck her. Anna is licking her lips eyeing your big dick. Her pace accelerates, with her fingers flying in and out of her pussy."

That was when Anna went over the top. She bit her lip to stay silent, but her entire body twitched in an intense masturbatory orgasm, and I watched as more juices flowed from her soaking pussy. God, I wanted that pussy so bad. My cock wanted attention beyond my own fist.

Simone stayed with the program, "As you watch, Anna starts cumming, screaming in orgasm, as juices drip from her pussy and fingers. She continues to pump in and out stretching the orgasm out for many seconds, ensuring that you are absolutely aware of the intensity of her lust. As she comes down from her orgasm she removes her fingers from her cunt, and languorously moves them toward your mouth. Hoping that she is going to let you taste her delightful love juice, you open your mouth in anticipation. She doesn't disappoint you as she slides her wet fingers into your mouth, letting you taste her. Doesn't she taste good?"

I nodded in agreement, as Anna had provided me the delight of tasting her pussy juice just as Simone had directed.

Simone continued, "Now Anna is going to take care of you. She climbs up on the bed next to you, but stops you as you start to reach for her. She is there to give you pleasure. You are to just lay back and enjoy. That's better. She is kneeling on the bed next to you, and reaches down to feel your big hard cock, smiling in anticipation. She places one knee next to your shoulder and then lifts the other leg and twist around so that she is now straddling your head, with one knee on each side, and her pussy hovering a few inches above your face. Her sexual aromas are strong, and you can see her cum dripping down her thighs. As you watch up close, she once again plays with her clit, and slides in and out of her pussy. Then she lowers her pussy to her face. You're ready, as your tongue thrusts out to meet the clit as it descends to your hungry mouth. Your vision is snuffed out, but the delight of having her pussy planted firmly on your mouth more than makes up for the inconvenience."

Anna had done just as Simone had directed, and I was now enjoying the taste of her delightful juices. Moments later my hand on my cock was brushed aside to be replaced by Anna's softer hands. Electric impulses shot from my cock to my brain as the atmosphere heated up even more in Simone's bedroom. Anna stroked my cock a couple of times, but it wasn't log before her mouth replaced her hands.

Simone continued her storytelling, "Anna is now giving you the attention you want, as she has wrapped her hands around you huge cock. You can feel the wetness of her hands as she uses her own cunt juice to lubricate your cock. As much as you are enjoying this, you're surprised when you feel her lips touch the tip of your cock." My cock was already twitching, and I didn't expect to hold back much longer.

Simone had paused her documentary, but Anna only intensified her ministrations to my manhood. Within moments of the initial electric jolt of her lips touching my cock head, she had completely engulfed it, her lips teasing the base of my cock. Applying pressure with her lips, she slowly slid her mouth all the way back up my ten inch cock. I demonstrated my appreciation of her sensuous mouthing on my cock by driving my tongue deep into her soaking cunt, sucking the juices of both Anna and Simone from deep within Anna's very hot pussy.

Simone resumed her talk after another up and down stroke by Anna. "Oh, yes, Matt. I am soaking wet as I visualize what Anna is doing to you. I've got three fingers up my cunt fingering my g-spot as I imagine her.. "Oh, god yes, she's making you cum. Oh fuck, that is so hot.."

As if on cue, I erupted into Anna's mouth, blowing my entire load of cum in one strong spurt. Simone didn't miss a step, continuing, "oh yes, I can see your cum dripping from her mouth. And, yes, I am soaked... Hello. Hello? Matt? Matt, are you there. Shit," Simone said, hanging up the phone. "He hung up on me. Alex had warned me that might happen, but god, I at least expected a thank you."




My Niece Simone Ch. 04



Of course, I barely made out what she was saying as I was still catching my breath. But, as Anna rolled off of me, similarly exhausted, Simone continued her monologue. Focusing her words on us, she had become a regular sex talk addict, "You guys got me so god damn hot. Anna, pull my pants down! I want you two to watch me as I cum. I've been right on the edge for so long, but I had to hold it together for Matt." Simone raised her ass off the bed, allowing Anna to pull her sweats down. Simone spread her legs, giving us a full view of her wide open pussy, framed by her over-engorged vaginal lips. She had four fingers pumping into her twat. "I'm so fucking hot, oh, god, fuck..." Simone moaned continuously as we watched her finger her twat. It didn't take long before she reached her climax, screaming, "Oh, fuuuuuuck, I'm cummmming." She continued to shake and throb in mini climaxes for another minute or so, but her documentary had been overtaken by her orgasms. 

It wasn't much later when Simone collapsed onto the bed with Anna and me. 

I awoke to daylight streaming into Simone's window, and I climbed out of bed, careful not to disturb the sleeping beauties. It wasn't out of respect for their beauty sleep; no, it was because of realization that if they awakened horny, which was quite likely, I would undoubtedly die as they took advantage of me one time more than my heart could stand.

I gathered my clothes, slipped out of the bedroom, and dressed in the living room. I jotted the girls a note, and jetted home.



My Niece Simone Ch. 05



(This is a continued story. While I hope you enjoy this as a standalone story, it will make more sense if you read the previous chapters.)

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Simone called me later that afternoon. We chatted at length about everything, including the events surrounding her phone call. But, she was bummed a bit. Seems she had told Alex everything, and Alex chastised her royally, reminding Simone that it important to be able to get the guy off, without the benefit of a personal live show to describe. Alex had forced Simone to agree to do the next three calls without any audience, and further, to avoid having sex with anyone else until she had finished three more calls. As much as Simone whined, I could tell that she was a bit overwhelmed and excited by the amount of control that Alex was demonstrating. Simone made it very clear she intended to do exactly as Alex ordered; admitting to me that she would probably do anything Alex told her to do. I smiled to myself.

I got some business taken care of, but my mind was playing with Anna, thinking up fantasies, and putting them in my mental filing cabinet, trying to find the next test for her. Finally, I landed on one, and sent her an e-mail with the following cryptic note, "A FedEx package will arrive by 10AM. You are to follow the instruction in the box."

That night I crashed with a good book. I awakened the next morning, contemplating my day. I finished my day's business, with my mind focused on the upcoming happy hour. I arrived at the cocktail lounge at my selected hotel earlier than Anna. In my package to her, I had sent her some money, and some instructions as to what to wear, what to bring, and where to go. I had selected a lounge at a hotel where there was a major convention of security officers, guaranteeing an ample supply of hunks. I slipped the hostess a fifty and asked for a quiet booth with a sexy waitress. She smiled and escorted me to a booth in a dark corner of the lounge.

A few minutes later a slim petite black girl arrived at my table introducing herself as Angie. She was wearing the appropriate uniform of skirt and white blouse, but with her trim figure and 34A breasts, she wasn't wearing a bra. While the other three waitresses were well endowed and showed lots of cleavage, Angie sex appeal was in her flagrant display of her obviously aroused tits. I ordered a Scotch, and a Margarita for Anna.

Anna showed up right on time, and after a short conversation, the hostess escorted Anna to my table. I asked Anna about what she was supposed to bring, and she handed me a bag. I looked inside and smiled with the satisfaction that Anna had followed my instructions to the letter. Moments later Angie arrived with our drinks.

Angie turned to leave, but I stopped her. I handed her a hundred dollar bill and promised another one at the end of the evening if she went along with me, and did what I asked, telling her that I was not asking for sex, and she could opt out at any time and keep the hundred. She smiled at me, and said, "Whatever you want."

As Anna listened next to me, I told Angie what I wanted. "This slut sitting next to me wants to be my sex slave. There are many things she has to do before she can be my slave, and we are out tonight to fulfill one of those requirements. In this bag are two remote controls. One controls a vibrating egg that is in her pussy. The other controls an egg stuffed up her ass. Isn't that right, Anna?"

Anna nodded, "Yes, master."

I continued, "Tonight, I am going to film Anna as a sex toy for a couple of young hunks having their way with her. So, here's the deal for you. You are to choose the two hunks from the customers in the lounge, and arrange the taking of Anna. I will be the director and they will wear masks and do only as their told. They must sign waivers for my personal use of the video. When you select the two hunks, you will give them the bag, and explain what it contains. You will demonstrate to them the effect of the controls on Anna, by showing them how to use the remote control. I suggest that you try out the remotes right now, so that you see how they work."

By the time I had finished my very specific oral instructions, Angie was smiling. She answered, "I'd love to. Can I try the remotes out now?"

"Yes, why don't you? And you can try them out anytime you want."

Angie pulled the two remotes out of the bag, and with one in each hand, slowly advanced the slider control. It didn't take long before Anna groaned, and Angie slid the control back down.

Angie went on about her duties, and we sipped our drinks. Anna kept her eyes downcast, as she should. I took the opportunity to ensure she understood the rules. I gave her a safe word, and asked if she was ready to proceed. She nodded in affirmation, muttering, "Yes, master."

We sipped our drinks, and I took the time to outline all kinds of possible outcomes for Anna for that evening. I would pick out a guy in the lounge and then describe to her an explicit rendition of what he would do with her. I knew I had Anna's pussy wet when Angie brought our second round of drinks.

Angie took the opportunity to test the remotes, proving to all of us that still worked as Anna moaned. I took the opportunity to ratchet up the excitement. Before Angie walked away, I told her that I would double her tip if she joined us in the hotel room later. 

She responded instantly, "That's easy. Count on it. You have one really gorgeous slut here. I can't wait to see what you intend to do to her. But can I ask her some questions?"

"Sure."

Angie turned to Anna and said, "Come with me. Let's go to the lady's room. If that's okay with you?" she asked, looking at me.

"By all means."

They returned several minutes later. I noticed an additional flush in Angie's cheeks, but didn't mention it. I asked, "Did you find out what you wanted to know?"

"Yeah," she laughed. "I learned that this slut really wants to be your slave, and is prepared to do whatever you ask. Oh, and by the way, she really knows how to eat pussy. Can I have her as my slave when you're done with her?" She laughed again, smiled at me, and returned to work with the comment, "My pussy is so fucking wet!"

I continued my verbal teasing of Anna, describing kinky sex scenes with various customers in the lounge. I raised the level a couple of notches then, ordering Anna to crawl under the table, take my cock out, and suck it. She did so without hesitation. Within seconds, she had my zipper down, my hard cock out and in her mouth. I was surprised when Angie returned after only a minute or two. 

She reached into the bag for the remote, asking me where Anna was. I very explicitly told Angie what Anna was doing.

"Oh, god, that's hot. I've decided on who is going to enjoy your slut. Do you see the two black dudes up at the bar? They've been chatting me up, and I can tell you that their cocks are huge. As tight as their pants are, there is no doubt. I want to watch them fuck her." A sensuous tightening of Anna's lips around my cock indicated her willingness to submit to my desires. Angie picked up the bag, and said loud enough for Anna to hear, "I get off duty in thirty minutes, and I've told the two dudes to meet me afterwards for a party. I'm going to give them these controls some time in the next thirty minutes, with a full explanation of who is receiving the benefit of their attention." She walked away and I ordered Anna back up to the table. 

Anna started to raise her drink to her lips, when she started muttering, "Oh, god, she's turned it up to the tease level. Oh, god, I'm so fuckin' wet." I ordered Anna to keep quiet. She did her best to meet my demands. We sipped our drinks for a few minutes, and I watched as Angie delivered drinks and the bag to two dudes across the room. She slipped up to the bar next to them, and visited with them for several minutes. Shortly after Angie left them, one of the guys sauntered over to our booth, and slid in next to Anna. 

As he sidled up next to Anna, she started moaning. The dude smiled and said, "Angie says you're a slut, and we can do whatever we want with you."

Anna moaned louder, clearly unable to control herself.

The dude continued, "I can see how hot you are." He reached over, and pulled her top aside, baring Anna's boob. Her turgid nipple was swollen and bright red. As soon as the black guy touched her nipples she was creaming in the booth. 

"Whoa, fella, slow it down," I commanded. "If anything is going to happen here, it will be when I say. Do you have any problem with that?" 

The black dude, recognizing my control, replied, "No problem at all, and neither will my buddy." He signaled his friend to lower the speed. His friend apparently obliged, as Anna's loud moans subsided to whimpers. As she recovered, Anna did nothing to cover her exposed boob, but did study the black dude, her eyes exploring every inch of his body. He looked to be about 6' and weighed a solid 200 pounds. He was in his early 20's, and would qualify as a trophy boy toy for any woman. 

"What's your name?" Anna asked.

"Dylan, and my friend's name is Shawn."

"You can call me slut-whore for the evening. My master wishes it."

"Ok, slut-whore, we want to go up to your room and fuck you. Now!?" he added, looking at me.

"In due time," I answered. I took his cell number promising to call when we were ready. I closed Anna's top, and started to leave with her. I found Angie, and whispered our room number into her ear, telling her the plan to call the dudes a bit later, and that she was to bring the remotes with her. Angie assured me that she would be up in about ten minutes.

The elevator was crowded, and after we found our way to the rear, I put my arms around Anna's waist. I pulled her back into me, letting her feel my hard cock through my pants and her thin dress. I whispered into her ear, describing quite explicitly what I hoped the black dudes would do with her. She shivered, and pressed more firmly against my cock, clearly embracing my nasty thoughts.

We finally made it to our room. As soon as the door was closed, I ordered Anna to disrobe. I had already set up the video gear with two tripod cameras, and one hand camera. She quickly removed her one piece of clothing and laid down on the bed. I ditched my lounge clothes for a pair of lounging pants and extracted some bondage gear from my bag. Her eyes widened, but she said nothing. The room had two queen beds, and I quickly tied her face up and spread-eagled on one of them. I put on her mask so that she couldn't be recognized in the video

I had just finished the last knot, when there was a light knock at the door. I figured it was Angie, and I opened the door to let her in. It was Angie, but I was surprised to find out she was not alone. Next to her was a tall late 30's woman with long flowing brunette hair and elegantly dressed in a silk pantsuit. The pantsuit was belted tightly at the waist, accentuating her narrow waist. The material clung lovingly tight to her abdomen, hips, and ass, displaying her very curvy hips. Above the waist, the material was loose, with a neckline that plunged to the belt, allowing pleasing views of the canyon between her obviously enhanced breasts. My eyes finally found their way to her face. In a word, she was beautiful, with firm but sensuous features. Smiling green eyes and a delightfully thick pair of lips finished the image.

Angie introduced her. "This is Inga, my Mistress. She said that I can enjoy your party, but only as long as she is present."

Inga spoke up, "That is enough Angie. Here is the deal, sir. I understand that this is your scene, and I respect that. When Angie told me what you were doing, I was quite enthralled. Excited in fact. Since you invited Angie, I assume that you like an audience. Now, I wasn't so naïve that I didn't figure you expected to include Angie in the evening's activity somehow, but it was evident that you don't mind additional players. So, here is my offer. You may have Angie for the evening, and she is to be completely under your control, unless of course she utters her safe word. For that, I get to watch everything. While I hope that you find a way to ensure my pleasure during your scene, I have brought my own toys, and I will be more than satisfied to just watch and masturbate. I will give you permission to do whatever you want with me, except penetration. I choose who, when, and where penises enter me. Okay?" She held up a large handbag, implying it contained her toy collection. 

I had no doubt as to its contents, and seeing no downside to her offer, I quickly accepted and ushered them into the room. When they first saw Anna tied down to the bed, Angie squealed, and Inga commented positively on the blatant display of womanhood. I had to agree. Anna had been so hot and horny for so long, that her juices were dripping from her wide open pussy. I saw her eyes open wide through the eyes slits in the mask when she saw Inga, but she remained dutifully quiet. My mind was racing a mile a minute with the new options, and I acted quickly.

"Angie, I want you to undress Inga, and help her get comfortably ensconced in that chair." I pointed at the chair I had placed right at the foot of Anna's bed, next to one of the tripod cameras. Angie did as I instructed her, and Inga voiced no opposition. I did my best wolf whistle when Angie bared Inga's breasts. Clearly enhanced, they stood out firmly from her chest. The C-cup boobs were tipped with large bright red aureole and thick firm nipples. Inga was now wearing only a garter belt and stockings. I told Angie to leave them on. Angie then pushed Inga back into the chair, where Inga proceeded to lay back, and allow her legs to open wide, revealing a clean shaven crotch, with her pussy lips showing obvious signs of arousal I walked around behind Inga and slid my hands down across her shoulders to her wonderful pendulous breasts. As my fingertips found her nipples, she moaned appreciatively. I pinched her nipples firmly, and she responded gutturally, "Oh god yes! Harder!" I gave her what she wanted and was rewarded with another appreciative moan. But I soon pulled away as Inga was not the focus of the evening.

I had brought masks for the guys, but had not anticipated using someone like Angie in the video. I mused out loud about my problem, and Inga solved it by telling Angie to don her scarves like a harem girl. Angie pulled a couple of pink scarves out of the bag and tied them around her head, instantly transforming herself into an anonymous harem girl. Nice! I had her remove her blouse, but told her to keep her skirt on. She presented a very photogenic young harem girl. Now for the setup.

I wanted the girls to be soaking wet when the guys arrived. I pulled the double dildo out of the drawer and handed it to Angie. I started the video cameras, and gave Angie her instructions. I then called the cell phone. Dylan answered on the first ring, surprising me what with the background noise in the bar. I told him the room number and told him to be there in 10 minutes; no earlier, no later. He agreed. I noted the time, and picked up the hand cam to catch Angie's action. I captured the action as Angie turned the knobs up on the remotes, not high, just enough for Anna to feel them. Then she got up on the bed, and threw her leg over Anna's head so that she was facing the foot of the bed. She slid her hand beneath her skirt and blew kisses to the camera at the foot of the bed. "Can you see my pussy, Anna? See how wet I am. My juices have just been flowing like crazy ever since we went to the bathroom. Now lick my clit." Angie played with her tit with one hand as she lowered her pussy onto Anna's face. "Oh, yeah, that's the way, lick it. Lick my clit. God, yes! Oh, yeah, push your tongue up into my twat. Oh, god, she's doing it. Yeah, go girl. Oh, god!"

I looked over at Inga. She was watching the scene play out in front of her. But she still had her hands resting on the chair arms. I adjusted my slacks to allow my boner to stretch out. I then ordered Angie to go down on Anna getting into a 69 position. She did exactly as I asked providing Inga a great view of her sucking on Anna's pussy. I moved around to catch the view of Anna eating Angie's pussy. I watched as Anna would slide her tongue up one side of Angie's pussy, then flick the clitoris with the tip of her tongue, and then slide it back down the other side of Angie's pussy. Anna would then give attention to that tight piece of skin separating the pussy from Angie's asshole.

I was getting a good close-up when the buzzer announced the arrival of the black dudes. Inga offered to let them in, and I accepted but I told her to have them stand by for another minute or so. Inga nodded, and went to the door. I told Angie it was time for the double dildo. I wanted them to be fucking each other when the dudes came into the room. I kept the camera running as Angie raised herself off of Anna and slid around to face her. Angie grabbed the double dildo and slid it easily into Anna's dripping cunt. She then twisted so as to still face the camera and while straddling Anna's stomach, slid the other end deep into her own cunt. With one hand she had hold of the double dildo and was pumping it back and forth into and out of each of their cunts. At the same time, Angie pumped up and down to add even more action to the scene. I then told Inga to let the dudes in, but to tell them to be quiet and just watch.

Both Shawn and Dylan gasped when they saw the scene on the bed, but they controlled themselves pretty quick. I kept the camera running on the scene on the bed, but I smiled as I watched Inga undress the dudes out of the corner of my eye. They just watched the scene as Inga pulled down their pants. Their members were already rock hard, and Inga slid one hand onto each cock. I could tell that Inga was getting into performing the "fluff" role; getting the guy hard off camera before he enters the scene. It didn't take much for these guys. Dylan's cock was pretty big at about nine inches, but Shawn's was gargantuan, easily measuring 13" or so. As soon as they were both hard, Inga had them put on their mask and she pushed them into the scene, one on each side of the bed. I gave them permission to touch the girls. 

They immediately reached out and started playing with Anna's tits. Angie kept up the fucking action with the dildo buried in their cunts. The additional attention of the hands on her tits took Anna screaming over the top rolling into series of orgasms driven by the pounding of Angie's cock into her. As they continued to fuck, I looked over at Inga. Inga was now well into the scene. She had returned to the chair, and was slumped down in the chair with her legs wide open. She was squeezing her own nipples with one hand while three fingers of the other hand were already buried in her pussy. Here eyes were locked onto Shawn's huge cock. I had Shawn move up onto the bed next to Angie. I then directed Angie to play with Shawn's cock. Angie continued to hump Anna while she started to stroke Shawn's cock. Angie reached between her own legs, and scooped up some of her pussy lube, and used it to lube up Shawn's huge member. After some attention to Shawn's cock with her hands, Angie lowered her mouth to his huge member. We all watched as she deliberately and slowly licked his shaft, causing the pre-cum to ooze from the head. I zoomed in with the camera as she licked the pre-cum from the head of Shawn's cock. Wanting to be fair, I ordered Dylan up on the bed, telling him to put his cock into Anna's mouth.

Inga and I watched as our two slaves ministered to the guys. My cock had hardened by now, and I stroked it occasionally as I soaked up the eroticism of the scene playing out in front of me. Anna and Angie, still filled with their double dildo, were driving Shawn and Dylan crazy with their mouth action on the huge cocks. It hadn't taken long before Inga had extracted a vibrator from her toy bag, and was already using it on her obviously hyper-sensitive clit. 




My Niece Simone Ch. 05



I was counting on the fact that Shawn and Dylan would be able to get it up again, given the scene in front of me, as I ordered Angie to make Shawn cum on Anna's tits. I wanted the video to pick up on the guys shooting their jism all over Anna. Angie bent to the task willingly, and Shawn's moans let all of us know that Angie was having an effect. And Anna was treating Dylan the same as best she could as Dylan drove his cock deep down her throat, and back out again. I was focused on the action in front of me, keeping the camera focused on the intense mouth action being provided, and not wanting to miss the cum shot.

I was so into the filming that I didn't notice Inga leaving her chair. I first realized that she had moved when I felt hands at the opening of my lounging pants. Keeping the camera focused on the action on the bed, I glanced down to see Inga kneeling in front of me. She deftly extracted my hard throbbing cock and immediately started emulating the action on the bed. As hard and excited as I was, I didn't think I could take much more without blowing my wad. I did my best to stay focused on Shawn and Dylan. 

"Oh, fuck, I'm cumming," screamed Shawn as Angie's mouth action combined with her hands stroking the lower part of huge cock. Angie caught some of his cum in her mouth, but knowing I wanted the cum shot, she pulled his cock out, and continued to stroke him as stream after stream of cum pumped from his cock, much of it landing on Anna's breasts and neck. 

It wasn't but a few moments before Dylan followed Shawn, pulling his cock from Anna's mouth, and unloading another huge spurt of cock juice. Much of Dylan's load landed on Anna's face and in her mouth. Her tongue went to work instantly sucking in as much of Dylan's love juice as she could, sliding her tongue all around her lips, searching for man juice.

Both Dylan and Shawn fell back in post-orgasmic bliss, but Angie didn't stop. By now, the men's cum combined with the steady fucking she was giving Anna had driven Angie over the top. She had bent down to start licking the cum from Anna's tits, when she erupted with her own orgasm. She screamed in orgasm, still pumping the dildo into both of their cunts. 

The action took Anna over the top as she started screaming, "Oh, fuck. I'm cumming. Fuck me, slut. Hard! Oh, fuuuck. Drive it into me! Oh, yeah!" I kept the camera rolling as the two of them gave each other a string of orgasms that I knew I'd enjoy again later on video. In the meantime, Inga had not stopped her ministrations on my cock, and I could feel it throbbing in anticipation, and as much as I wanted to cum as well, I wasn't done with any of them.

"Inga, stop!" I ordered. "Return to your chair!"

She looked up at me, and with a grin of acquiescence she responded, "Yes, sir." She did as she was told, plopping down on the chair and draping her arms over the arms of the chair. Her legs were spread wide open giving us a full view of her wide open and soaking wet pussy.

I stopped the cam to give us all a break. I asked the guys if they were capable of recovering, and both responded positively and with passion. With that, I explained the next scene I wanted to shoot. They were to take turns fucking Anna, but when they came it had to be outside of her cunt so that the camera could capture their spurting. Neither one of them had a problem with that. I reset the cameras and told Anna to start playing with herself to tease the guys. She didn't need to be told twice, as she slid her hands to her twat. She spread her pussy lips wide and started fingering her large engorged clit. I zoomed in on the action, not wanting to miss the opportunity to capture her sexual bliss digitally for my future enjoyment. My mind raced as I knew that I would be showing this video to Simone and I imagined her hot reaction to seeing her roommate/landlord as a sex slut. And, of course, my cock responded to the hot visions that my mind jumped to, stiffening even more.

I then had Angie pour us each a glass of wine from a bottle I had, allowing us to relax a bit. I drank my wine, and realizing that everyone had orgasmed except for Inga and I, I went over and knelt on the floor between Inga's wide open thighs. I sensually slid my hands up the inside of her legs, not stopping until my fingers reached her hungry pussy. Even that didn't stop me as I slid three fingers into her hot twat. I wasn't sure whether what I was doing was acceptable to her or not, but I figured she would respond one way or the other. She moaned in pleasure as soon as my fingers pushed inside of her, and with that I knew I had permission to play with her pussy. I started massaging her clit with my thumb as my fingers sought out her g-spot. She continued to moan loudly as I fingered her, sliding further down in the chair to enable my fingers to penetrate her deeply. My fingers found her g-spot and her moans increased in volume and frequency.

"Oh, god, don't stop," she mewed. I kept my focus on Inga, although I was hoping that we had an audience as my ministrations had a dual purpose. Not only did I want to bring Inga to an orgasm, but I wanted the show to reenergize the guys for another round. It wasn't very long before I heard sounds behind me that indicated I was successful.

I wasn't sure which one, but one of the guys couldn't hold back, "Jesus, these are three hot fucking sluts. I really need to fuck one of them."

I didn't want to stop playing with Inga, so I told Angie to start the camera, and told the guys they could take turns fucking Anna. I slid around to the side of Inga, positioning myself so that I could continue to stroke her pussy while we watched the action in front of us. It was quickly obvious that Dylan had spoken as he was already stroking his very stiff cock, and climbing up on the bed between Anna's widely spread thighs. This time there was no foreplay, as he guided his cock to the landing zone between her legs, and with a quick thrust he penetrated her completely, driving his thick long cock deep into her pleasure pot. We watched as he withdrew almost completely and then drove it in again. He quickly settled into a rhythm, and after about four or five strokes, Anna was again moaning in pleasure, and begging for more. My newly found slut was definitely demonstrating her desire to please me by pleasing whomever I allowed to fuck her.

Shawn and Angie weren't just sitting idly either, as he had started playing with her little titties, squeezing her hard nipples and eliciting moans of appreciation from her. Her hands encircled his hard cock sliding up and down his shaft. She looked over at me and asked if she could fuck him. I agreed, and she quickly pushed him onto his back next to Anna with his head towards the camera. She threw her leg across his thighs, straddling him above his cock. Then, obviously starring for the camera, she reached between her legs, and spread her pussy lips wide, sliding fingers within the folds of her cunt. With her other hand she grasped Shawn's stiff organ and pressed it against her clit, sliding it back and forth. In his obvious state of excitement, Shawn pushed his buttocks off the bed, trying to force his cock into Angie, but she was quicker, raising up to avoid penetration.

"Lay back and let me do it," she commanded. "I'm fucking you, not the other way around." While I was surprised with Angie's total control of the scene after having learned that she was Inga's sub, I had learned many years earlier that many people in the alternative lifestyle enjoyed being both sub and dom, depending on their mood and partner. Clearly, Angie was enjoying the control she had right now. All the time this was happening Dylan had continue to pound into Anna's twat, and I admired his ability to drive her crazy. Inga and I continued to watch this wanton scene play out in front of us, but I knew my own lust would need satisfying very soon as my cock continued to throb in its fully aroused state.

As I continued to finger Inga, I could feel her juices flowing indicating her arousal as well. Forsaking my original intent to give her an orgasm I became selfish and told her to suck my cock. She responded instantly, lowering her face to my rigid cock. She wasted no time on pretense, surrounding my purplish cockhead with her delicious lips. Inga demonstrated her cock sucking skills by immediately taking my entire 10 inches into her mouth, sliding her lips all the way don to my balls. I settled back to enjoy the pleasure of her lips as I watched the girls on the bed get fucked. I prayed to myself that the camera was capturing the action since I was too far gone to get up and check. By now, all of us were panting and moaning in excitement and the room reeked of sex. Anna had been having a string of orgasms, finally driving Dylan over the top. Dylan was clearly enjoying the role of a porn star, as he pulled his cock out of her twat and started stroking it. With just a stroke or two, he started shooting spunk over Anna's belly and twat with string after string of cum juice squirting out.

His performance triggered the rest of us. The show combined with Inga's cock sucking skills took me over the top just as I heard Shawn screaming in orgasm. I added my moans to the cacophony as I came in Inga's mouth. I looked up to Anna's face, to see her staring at my crotch watching her mistress pleasure me. She was squeezing her own nipples and moaning in pleasure. Within seconds, Anna announced her orgasm, and as she did, I felt Inga gush her own juices onto my fingers which were still buried deep into her cunt.

I continued to finger Inga as Dylan and Anna collapsed on the bed next to their fuck partners, providing Inga with one prolonged orgasm before we both collapsed backwards in post orgasmic bliss.

I don't know how long we laid there catching our collective breaths and reveling in the intensity of our orgy. After I had recovered, I moved to shut off the camera, hoping that the video captured the orgy for future pleasure. Dylan and Shawn extricated themselves from the girls. They asked for a copy of the tape, but I declined reminding them of the original agreement. They didn't argue very hard, accepting the situation. They took quick showers, dressed, thanked me for a great evening and left. I then ordered Angie to clean the rest of us up, which she did efficiently. 

I asked Anna if she had enjoyed the scene. She responded, "Oh, yes, master. Can we do it again sometime?"

I smiled at her answer, and replied, "That will be up to me!"

Anna and Inga finished cleaning up and dressed. Before they left, Inga handed me her business card, expressing the desire to get together again some time. I smiled and nodded and gave her my business card in return, telling her that we would invite them over some time to watch the video with us.

I took Anna home. On the way I gave her further instructions as my slut. She was free to have sex with whomever she chose, but she was to tell me about it afterwards in explicit detail. She was also to be available to do my sexual bidding whenever, wherever, and with whomever I ordered. She agreed completely with my terms and asked if I wanted to come up. I declined, but watched smilingly as she disappeared into her condo building.



My Niece Simone Ch. 06



(If you haven't read the earlier chapters this will make more sense after you do. Enjoy, and don't forget to vote.)

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I focused on work after my debauchery with Anna, imagining our next time together. In the meantime, my sexual energy was being replenished. I was working when Simone called me early one afternoon. We hadn't chatted for a few days, so we spent the first several minutes catching up on day to day life and family. But she was hemming and hawing around, so I figured she wanted something.

"So, what do you want, Simone? I asked.

"Is it that obvious?"

"Yeah, it's pretty obvious."

"Well, I need your help again. Alex has set me up with a new client for tomorrow night, and he has a special request for his first call. He wants me to describe giving him a sensuous massage. With something called a 'happy ending,' which I think means the masseuse gets him off by masturbating him or something. Anyway, I looked through Anna's porn collection and watched a movie called 'The Masseuse.' It got me hot, but Alex suggested that I do more research. Got any ideas?"

I gave it a quick thought, and my mind quickly focused on Sharon, a sensuous masseuse I had visited a couple of times. Sharon was in her mid 30's, a slender redhead with nice sized 36C pendulous breasts and sensitive nipples. I smiled remembering her 'happy endings.' "I've got an idea. Can you be available for a couple of hours this evening?"

Simone checked her commitments, and verified she could be available at about 10PM. While that time made my plans run a bit late in the evening, I told her to hold the time open and I'd see if I could work it. We hung up, and I called Sharon instantly. I left her a voice mail when she didn't answer, and she called me back about fifteen minutes later. I explained the situation to her, and she quickly agreed to see us at about 10:15PM. We chatted a few more minutes establishing a shared plan to titillate Simone and prepare her for her phone call. I promised to pay her enough to keep her for two hours in case it worked out as well as I hoped. I knew that Sharon was bi, and very easily aroused. My mind was already imagining the scene of Sharon giving Simone a sensual massage. 

I picked up Simone at 10 on the way to Sharon's. Simone was wearing a too tight t-shirt with no bra, and a pair of cutoffs, cut so short, that barely a strip of cloth held them together in her crotch. They were so low slung that I saw the bright red strap of her thong across her lower back as she got in the car. 

Sharon opened the door as soon as we knocked and her eyes immediately travelled the full length of Simone's body. Sharon was wearing a sheer peignoir that barely clung to her breasts above her nipples. The peignoir draped to her mid thighs, but did nothing to hide our view of a very thin black thong between her shaven pussy lips, which bulged out on each side of the too small panties. Sharon gave me a very friendly hug, grinding her breasts into my chest as she kissed me on the cheek whispering, "God, she's adorable. I want to fuck her tonight!" My cock twitched upon hearing her words. 

I introduced Simone to Sharon. After a few minutes of chit chat getting to know the basics about what was going on, Sharon suggested that she demonstrate a massage on me while Simone asked her questions. Sharon showed Simone the various oils and lotions she used in the massage as I undressed. I climbed up on her massage table laying face down and closed my eyes, awaiting the sensual massage I was about to receive. It excited me to know that Simone would be watching as Sharon gave me her full massage treatment including the "happy endings" finish. My cock was already stirring at the thought.

Sharon started her massage and spent the first few minutes setting the stage for Simone' to understand how it worked. 

Simone interrupted Sharon's monologue with a question, "And your husband knows all about this right?"

"Uh, yeah," Sharon answered. "How did you know I was married?"

"Óh, the telltale pale band on your left ring finger where the wedding ring belongs was a pretty good giveaway."

"That's pretty observant," Sharon responded. "He's known all along. He admits that I'm too hot for just him to handle, so this is one of my sexual outlets. But, he does make me tell him about my more enjoyable clients. In great detail! Usually by the time I'm done telling him about what I did for the client, he is either his rock hard cock deep into my pussy, masturbating, or eagerly waiting for a blow job."

I was lying in a position such that when I opened my eyes I could see Simone relaxed in an easy chair about four feet away. Although she had lain back in the chair in a fully relaxed position, her eyes were intently focused on Sharon's massage technique. Although the lights were dim, there was enough to enable me to see Simone's hard tits underneath her tee shirt.

"And do you enjoy giving massages?" Simone asked.

"Oh, yes. I'm a giver, and I enjoy giving my clients the pleasure of a relaxing massage."

"I got that, but I was really asking whether you get turned on at all doing the massages."

"Well, obviously, it depends on the client, but with a good client, I can get really turned on."

I had to ask, "What kinds of clients turn you on the most?"

"Well, a young hunk is always nice, but I don't get much of that type of clientele. But what really gets me hot is a man that can relax and just let me do my thing, allowing me to control his arousal. I enjoy teasing him with my touch and my talk, while spending just the right amount of time on each muscle group. I try to make sure that when I have the man roll onto his back that he is semi-hard but not overly excited. The client wants his money's worth. He doesn't want to cum too quickly, or else he'll feel cheated. But then when he does cum, it needs to be a real strong orgasm, giving him his money's worth. I love watching a man cum, and it really makes me hot and horny when I am the sole cause of his sexual experience. Usually with a good client, my pussy is dripping wet by the end of the session. But, I always have to remember that the session is for the client's pleasure; not mine. I'd say that happens with about a third of my male clients." Sharon paused her dialogue for a few seconds to focus her hands on my thighs, carefully stoking the insides with just enough contact causing me to want her hands around my cock. Sharon continued her monologue, "But what turns me on almost every time is when I have the opportunity to have a lady as a client."

I saw Simone twitch involuntarily at Sharon's confession. Simone had allowed her legs to relax and I had a delightful view between her thighs. Although she still had her cutoffs on, they covered only the most private of her pleasure zone. 

Sharon continued, "Women are a bit tougher to arouse, and sometimes difficult to read, but once I get a woman turned on, I really enjoy giving her several orgasms in a row. When I'm done with a woman who can enjoy it, she leaves with a smile and an extremely wet and satisfied pussy."

Simone asked, "So, what do you do when you're horny, and you've got another client?"

"If I'm lucky, my next client is a regular, in which case he may get some extra special treatment. But, I have a secret as well. If I don't know the client, I'll put my Ben-Wa balls in before the client gets here. With them inside of me, it actually mellows me a bit, and allows me to focus on giving my client all of my attention, and at the same time keeps me right on the edge sexually. Bob doesn't know this, but I had the balls inside of me on his first visit. I was so hot when I was done with him, I almost asked him to stay and pleasure me. But he had had such a great orgasmic finish, I just waited for him to leave before I fingered myself to my own orgasm."

That information went straight from my ears to my cock. I felt it stiffen, realizing that Sharon had been really hot when she had done such a great job on my first visit. I remembered playing with her nipples during that session and how hard they had gotten as I had played with them.

And as luck would have it, Sharon finished her attention to my back and ordered me to roll over. As I did, Sharon removed her peignoir freeing her delightful breasts. Sharon returned her attention to me, starting on my lower legs and feet. Simone's eyes found my cock and I observed her staring at it. Even though she had seen it before, she was entranced with it. 

Sharon pointed out, "Once I have his cock hard, like Bob's is here, I work hard at the timing of it. With the client on his back, he now has full view of my upper body, and the visual stimulation combined with the sensual contact of my hands on his by now hypersensitive skin usually gets a man right on the edge. This is where the tease really begins. As I caress his legs and thighs, I make sure to give the client plenty of visual stimulation, leaning over letting my breasts hang sexily in front of him." Sharon then moved to the side of the table away from her oil table and between Simone and me. Sharon moved to the head of the table, and reached across me to replenish her massage oil on her palms, dragging her breasts across my chest, causing hot flashes to rush through my body. Sharon had spread her legs slightly, providing Simone with an up close view of her crotch, barely covered by her thong. Sharon continued, "Depending on the client, I position myself in such a way as to allow his free hands to touch me without a great deal of effort. I don't want him to work at it, but I do want him to have the freedom to feel my body." 

I took my cue, and slid my hand up the back of Sharon's thighs. I felt her spread her legs a bit more, clearly appreciating the attention of my hand on her skin. Simone was now watching my hand creep closer and closer to the intersection of Sharon's legs. Sharon played with my nipples, now focusing her attention on sexually stimulating me, increasing my level of excitement. With my other hand I started playing with her nipples.

Sharon moaned at the contact. "Oh yes, Bob, squeeze my nipples. Hard." I did as she said, and was rewarded with her hands sliding down to my cock. I moaned on the contact, realizing that I was quickly becoming very excited. Sharon moved back around the table, once again giving Simone the full view of my body and very obviously hard cock. Sharon pumped some more lubricant onto her hands explaining to Simone, "I use a variety of lubes, depending on the client. For general purposes, I use a basic water soluble lube. If I know I have a hyper-sensitive client; these guys often cum when my hand first touches their cock; I use a de-sensitizing lubricant to prolong the enjoyment. For my special clients, I might use a flavored lubricant with a warming sensation. This allows more freedom for me in how I choose to provide the client with his or her 'happy ending.' With Bob tonight, I am using a strawberry flavored lube that warms when rubbed." Sharon hands had returned to my rock hard cock as she talked, and I could feel the warmth penetrating my cock and balls.

"Flavored?" Simone asked. Her eyes were wide, and I could see just the hint of a sweat sheen that had broken out on her forehead. She was still wearing all of her clothes, and had remained absolutely passive throughout the session with the exception of asking questions. 

Sharon picked up on the question. "Oh, yeah, flavored! You'll see why soon enough."

By now, I could feel the pressure building in my balls as Sharon continued stroking my cock lightly, teasing me with the delectable touch of her fingers. As the fingers on my left hand continued to squeeze Sharon's nipples, I slid my right hand down her back and across her buttocks. I continued south, directing my hand between her thighs. Sharon cooperated and spread her legs a bit. As my index finger slid along the thin fabric of Sharon's thong, I could feel her pussy juices seeping out from around her thong. I applied more pressure with my fingers, forcing the narrow strip of material deeper into the folds of Sharon's labia.

Sharon rewarded my effort with a tighter squeeze of my cock and then moaned, "God, yes, Bob, that feels good. Simone, why don't you come on up to the table for a closer view of our activity? Bob is not only squeezing my nipples as you can see, but he has his fingers pressing my thong into my cunt. And you can see how hard his cock is right now. This is the really enjoyable part, especially with a good client, as Bob is. He is relaxed, and allowing me to have total control of his sexual release. At the same time, he has tuned in to my state of arousal. With just a little effort on his part, he has successfully gotten me very hot and very horny. And your presence has only heightened the excitement. I have always enjoyed having an audience, and you have been a very good audience. I hope you are not only getting a feel for how I perform my art, but that you are enjoying the show as well."

Simone rose from the chair, answering, "Oh yeah, I'm enjoying it. Your skills are clearly very good." Simone moved closer to the table as she continued, "I've just tried to focus all of my energy on capturing the visuals in my mind so that I can use this with my call tomorrow night. But, I must admit, the show so far has certainly affected me, as my pussy is very wet as well." And her arousal was obvious, as her nipples strained against the tee shirt, either trying to escape or begging for attention. Most likely, both.

Sharon took full control of the situation. She continued to stroke my cock sensually with her right hand as she used her left hand to move my left hand from her breast over to Simone's chest, making sure that I was caressing Simone's breast. "Play with her nipple Bob. Isn't Simone so sexy. We want to drive her crazy with pleasure as I pleasure you." I pressed my finger tighter into Sharon's crotch as she talked. "Oh, god, Bob, keep pressing on my thong." Explaining to Simone what was happening, Sharon continued, "Bob has pushed my thong aside and has now slid his fingers into my cunt. His thumb is pressing against my clit. That pressure combined with the pleasure of stroking his hard cock scratches my deep seated urges to please my partner. Watch as I return the favor, stroking his cock to his highest level of arousal."

I was moaning in heightened lust by now. I could feel Simone breathing hard as she watched Sharon's hands manipulating my cock and balls. Sharon would slide her hand down my cock and then cup my balls, squeezing them gently, coaxing my love juices to he brink of orgasm. Between my moans of lust, I egged Sharon on, "God don't stop. I can feel my juices building in my balls. I'm fighting my eruption as hard as I can, a I don't want the pleasure to stop." Sharon slid her right hand even lower as her left hand slid back up my cock. Her right index finger found my anus, and as it was well lubed she started rimming my asshole with her finger, only adding to my arousal. I returned the favor, moving one of my fingers to Sharon's asshole and pressing her as well.

Sharon took a moment to renew the lube on her hands and my cock. Telling Simone, "Although I don't do full service, which means 'fucking the client,' I do sometimes finish a guy off orally if I know the client well." The next thing I knew, Sharon was emphasized her comment, bending over and licking my cock. Holding my cock standing straight up for Simone to see, Sharon licked the side of my cock, running her tongue up and down my shaft. By now, pre-cum was oozing from the tip of my cock. Sharon ran her tongue up the full length of my shaft, and circling the tip of my cock, she tasted my pre-cum. "And the combination of flavors of the lube and the client's juices only adds to my own level of arousal," Sharon explained in a now very deep and husky voice. 

Her tongue was definitely having an effect on me. "Oh, god!" I said. "I'm about to cum. Fuck. Give it to me!" Sharon continued her tongue work for a few seconds more, and then pulled back a bit, using her hands to keep on the ragged edge of an orgasm. "Oh, god, don't stop!" I pleaded, desperately wanting to release my juices into her mouth. By now, all of my fingers had pushed deep into her sopping wet pussy.

Sharon responded, "Oh, yeah! Keep fucking my pussy with your finger. God, Simone, I am so hot. I want to suck his cock and have him cum in my mouth, but this show is for you. Do you want to watch him cum, or watch me suck him off?"

Simone didn't hesitate. "I want to see him cum. Make him spurt for me. I want to see his juices just like in a porno flick. But this so much hotter than any porno flick."

Sharon straightened back up, and at the same time, spread her legs even more, giving me the opportunity to pump my fingers into her pussy. Then she started stroking my cock a little faster with both hands squeezing it tighter than before. And that was it! "Oh, fuck!" I screamed. "I'm cumming! Oh, gawd!" They didn't need my oratory, as cum was spurting from the tip of my cock in hot streams of creamy goo. Sharon relaxed her grip just a bit, knowing how sensitive a man's cock can get as he reaches orgasm. But she didn't stop stoking my throbbing cock. And I was still squirting loosing a load of cum like I used to do in my twenties. My stomach and chest were coated with my copious juices, and I had blasted so hard that quite a bit had landed on Sharon's boobs and Simone's tee shirt. After what seemed like minutes of spurting my juices, Sharon slowed her stroking to a very slow and gentle touch, ensuring that my ride down from a very intense orgasm was as delightful as the climb up to that orgasm. We were all silent for a few minutes as I was allowed to recover from my state of sexual delirium.

Simone broke the silence, "Wow! Was that ever intense! I hadn't realized how hot it could be to do sensual massage. And I can see that Bob certainly enjoyed it."

I mumbled something that was supposed to let them know how much I enjoyed it, but I'm not sure it was intelligible, as I was still in lust driven confusion from the very intense orgasm Sharon had provided me.

Sharon explained to Simone that the session wasn't over until she had completely cleaned up the client. As she talked, Sharon got a warm wash cloth and carefully and sensually cleaned me up. "So, Bob would you like to take a quick shower while I start Simone's massage?"

Simone sputtered, "What? I came to watch, not to get a massage."

Sharon retorted, "Maybe you did. But you paid for a couple, and you may as well get the benefit of what you paid for."

Simone continued to argue, although I wasn't sure why. I certainly knew that she was hot and horny, and had previously not had any problem with sharing her sexuality with others. After all Anna and I had played with Simone several times before now and Simone had never been reluctant to participate.

I took Sharon up on her offer of the shower, figuring that Sharon, as horny as she was to fuck Simone, would figure out how to get Simone up on the table. Simone had been pensive for a bit, but finally answered Sharon as I was heading off to the shower, "I guess I would like a massage, but honestly, right now I'm so hot and horny, I'm not sure I'd enjoy the massage."

I slowed my pace a bit to hear Sharon's response. "I'm sure you are," she said. "So am I. But trust me. I'll make sure you enjoy the full benefit of my skills. I promise. So, get yourself undressed and get up here on the table."

I heard a somewhat reluctant agreement from Simone as I turned the shower on. I spent a few minutes enjoying the refreshing shower. Not wanting to miss any of the action in the next room, I wasted little time, and returned to the room wearing the robe that Sharon always had hanging in the bathroom for clients.




My Niece Simone Ch. 06



I returned to the living room to find Simone face down on the massage table fully undressed, with Sharon massaging her calves and feet. Sharon was still wearing her thong, and I wondered how long it would be before the thong came off. Both ladies were quiet, and Sharon signaled me to be quiet by bringing her finger up in front of her mouth in the classic "Shhh" gesture. I did as I was told and moved to the chair previously occupied by Simone. I dropped into the chair, settling in for what I was sure was going to be a great show. For the next several minutes the only noise in the room was the soothing sound emanating from Sharon's cd player. Sharon was doing an admirable job of cooling Simone off some, by spending more than the usual amount of time massaging Simone's arms, legs, and upper back, keeping her touch far away from any of the normal erogenous zones on a woman's body. 

As Sharon massaged the small of Simone's back, she asked, "How're you doing Simone? Are you able to relax some?"

As if awakened from a nap Simone mumbled, "Mmmmm, yeah. Your touch is so relaxing. I can feel all of my stresses just leaving my body. I figured I'd be twitching in total orgasm within seconds of your hands on my body. Instead, you've successfully cooled me down to a very deep level of relaxation. I think I was falling asleep."

"Good. That was my intent. If you aren't fully relaxed, you can't fully enjoy and appreciate my massage. I always try to relax my clients completely before I awaken their sexuality. I'm not always successful with men, but I try. It's usually easier with women. I'm not exactly sure why, though."

"Oh, I'm enjoying it. That's for sure."

With that short exchange, the two of them fell into silence once again as Sharon started massaging Simone's buttocks and upper thighs. Sharon once again broke the silence, asking me, "So, Bob, what should I tell Simone about now?"

"Why don't you tell her about your most intense experience with a female client?" I offered.

Sharon smiled at me, answering, "Hmmmm. That would be very interesting. Very interesting indeed. But, I agree with you; that is a very good idea. And I don't have any problem remembering the experience as it was quite memorable. This actually happened about three months ago. I had had a gentlemen in his forties come in a couple of times for a session. Sam was a nice guy, but nothing extraordinary one way or the other. He had the normal hour session and left with a smile on his face. Other than that, nothing extraordinary. He was a good client, but he hadn't made it to my top list at the time., so he got the usual service. Then Sam called me again, and booked time for a couple, explaining that he was bringing a younger lady along this time. The two of them arrived on time, and I opened the door to a tall statuesque black woman who looked to be about 25. She had medium dark skin, and absolutely gloriously beautiful facial features with green eyes that were sizzling hot. She was wearing a nice button down the front white blouse that did little to hide her well-endowed chest. Black slacks accented her tight waist and well rounded ass. The only jewelry or adornment that she was wearing was a black collar with chrome spikes. I didn't say a word, but I recognized it as an indicator of her being sub to her master for those who participated in the alternative life styles."

"Sam introduced me to Ophelia, and described her as his 'girl.' I proceeded with my usual plan, which is to always do the man first, as this usually contributes all the more to the arousal of the woman who is present. But he would have nothing to do with that. Ophelia was to be first." Sharon was still massaging Simone's buttocks and thighs, but had managed to help Simone spread her legs a bit, providing more freedom to Sharon's busy hands. "Ophelia attempted an argument with him, at which point he asked me if I had some restraints that could be used. I do have restraints, but generally they never see the light of day with my clients. I saw Ophelia's eyes open wide on the suggestion, but she did not express any opposition to the suggestion. In order to make sure I wasn't getting into any trouble, I asked Ophelia directly if she would mind being restrained. She mumbled acquiescence, and at that point I took complete control."

As Sharon continued her description, I watched Simone who had remained quiet throughout the monologue. Although Sharon was still massaging Simone's ass with one hand, her other hand was now deeply ensconced between Simone's thighs, and I could only imagine what Sharon was doing. Sharon described undressing Ophelia and getting her up on the table, on her back at Sam's request, and shackling Ophelia's hands and arms to the legs of the table such that her legs were spread quite wide.

Sharon continued, "Once Ophelia was undressed, I saw that she had nipple rings in each nipple and her clit was pierced with a loop hanging down. Her large breasts, obviously enhanced, stood up proud and firm on her chest. I started my massage with Ophelia's feet."

I interrupted Sharon, "Why don't you demonstrate with Simone what you did with Ophelia."

Simone sputtered, "What?"

Sharon jumped in, "That would be fun! How about it Simone? I've got some very nice felt lined cuffs that are very comfortable. And they are designed in such a way that you can actually get free anytime you wish. They are really just symbolic cuffs."

"Are you kidding? You really want to cuff me to the table while you give me a sensual massage?"

I answered before Sharon could, "Yeah, absolutely, as far as I'm concerned. That would be so hot, watching you receive a massage while bound to the table."

Simone gave me a dirty look with just a hint of a smile as she gave in to my desire and agreed to be bound to the table. Deep down I knew Simone would be really pissed with me if this didn't work, but I wasn't really worried. I knew how good Sharon was with her hands, and Simone's pussy had to be soaking wet by now. So, as long as Sharon gave her a great orgasm or three, I wasn't too worried about the consequential fallout from putting Simone in such a vulnerable position.

Sharon ordered Simone to roll over onto her back as she fetched the cuffs from her supply cabinet. Sharon then proceeded to cuff Simone to the table with her arms at her sides, and her legs spread wide with each foot bound to a table leg. Sharon showed Simone how to release the cuffs if she desired as I moved the chair around to the foot of the table to enhance my view of Simone's pussy. With her legs spread, Simone's arousal was obvious as I could see her juices lingering on her wide open labia. As much I wanted to dive in and enjoy giving some oral pleasure, I refrained, knowing that his was Sharon's show. Besides, with the orgasm that Sharon had provided to me, it was doubtful that my cock would be able to follow the lead of my eyes, brain, and tongue in satisfying Simone's lustful hunger.

Sharon, now standing beside the table so as not to block my view, continued her massage, now focusing on Simone's thighs. She continued her story of Ophelia, "I started my massage with Ophelia with a light touch as I wanted to make sure that every nerve ending in her body was in tune with my hands. Managing someone else's arousal as a service requires patience and sensitivity. Sam urged me to be firmer, telling me that Ophelia liked it hard and rough. That was obvious, given her jewelry, but I intended to make Ophelia putty in my hands. There would be plenty of time for 'hard' later. I had already checked my schedule and knew that I didn't have to be a clock watcher for this one. And once Ophelia had given control of her sexuality over to me, I intended to prolong the pain and the pleasure." 

Sharon had continued to move her hands across Simone's skin as she chatted, making sure that her fingers occasionally brushed lightly across Simone's labia and clitoris. And every time Sharon's fingers touched her there, Simone's body twitched, giving me a strong indication of how turned on she really was. Sharon continued, "You see, pleasuring a woman is different than a man. With a man, one wants to slowly but surely build the man up to a fantastic orgasm. Only a few men can go two times with me in an hour after the total over the top orgasm I give them. With most women one orgasm is only a start of a roller coaster ride, with some higher points and some lower points, but a woman can experience multiple orgasmic thrills. Simone, your clit is so beautiful. I love playing with it. And your juices are really oozing out now. I think we're getting you nice and hot." Sharon accented her last couple of lines by moving her fingers onto Simone's clit and started massaging it directly

I heard some mumblings from Simone that I couldn't make out. But Sharon's response cleared it up. "Bob is sitting at the foot of the table watching me play with your pussy. He's watching me insert my fingers deep inside of you. I'm looking for your G-spot right now. I want to give you some real jolts to get us started." Just then, I saw Simone twitch uncontrollably raising her body up off the table. "Aw, there it is," Sharon continued. "Cum on Simone, give it to me. Oh, yeah that's good."

Simone was now convulsing in unbridled lust as Sharon pushed and prodded Simone's pussy to drive her crazy.

"Oh, FUCK!" Simone yelled. "Im fucking cumming! Oh, gawd." Simone continued to moan for at least another thirty seconds as Sharon slowly backed down on her pressure, eventually pulling her fingers from inside Simone. "Wow, that was incredible! You've got me hooked now. I'll be back again." 

"Oh, I'm sure you will," Sharon responded. "But, just in case you think I'm done, you're seriously mistaken. That was just a warm up. But, we are going to up the level of mystery a bit now, just as I did with Ophelia, after I gave her her first orgasm of the session." As Sharon was informing Simone that the session had a long way to go, she reached back into her cabinet and pulled out an eye mask. Simone protested, albeit weakly, as Sharon placed the blindfold across Simone's eyes.

Sharon continued, "By the time I had given Ophelia her first orgasm, Sam was hard and stroking himself. He didn't have that long a cock, but it was nice and thick, and with the combination of Ophelia's lust and the sight of Sam's hard organ, I was feeling the juices in my pussy oozing from my pussy lips. So, I took off my remaining clothes, and moved over to Sam to give us each some attention." Sharon removed her thong as she spoke, teasing me with sights of her ass and pubes as she stripped. Sharon moved over in front of me, and placing her hands on the edge of the table, she bent over, spreading her legs, and exposing her cunt to me only inches from my face. Providing a running commentary for Simone's benefit, Sharon continued, "With Sam, I knelt between his legs, and played with his cock making sure that Ophelia knew exactly what was happening. With Bob, right now, I have bent over with my legs spread in such a position that he has a great view of my now very wet pussy. I am reaching between my legs with one hand, and am separating the lips of my labia nice and wide giving Bob a full and unobstructed view of my clit, as well as a deep look into my cunt. I am now teasing my clit, pinching it, and rubbing it as Bob watches. I am so horny after playing with Bob and you Simone, that I just want to cum and cum hard. I am stepping backwards a bit now, putting Bob's face within an inch or two of my hot wet naked pussy. For Ophelia, I played with myself while masturbating Sam to an orgasm. Bob, I want you to lick my pussy and taste my juices."

I leaned forward enough to give Sharon what she asked for. My tongue found her clit instantly, and the slightly salty and musky taste of her womanhood caused stirrings in my cock. Nonetheless, having already received my pleasure, I bent to the task of pleasuring Sharon, running my tongue lightly across her clit, and then sliding it up and down her wet slit, making sure to tease her labia with quick flicks of the tip of my tongue.

Sharon continued her play by play, following my action, "Bob's tongue is sliding up and down my pussy lips, driving me crazy. While he is doing this to me, I am looking straight at your pussy, Simone, watching your juices ooze from your pussy. Gawd, Bob's a good cunt licker." Sharon moaned, as my tongue once again focused on her now very hard protruding clitoris. "Oh, yeah, now suck on it. That's right, suck my clit between your teeth. Nibble on it a bit. Oh, fuck, yes, that's it. That's the spot. Don't stop. Oh, gawd, Simone, he's going to make me cum. Fuck. Bob. Harder! Now stick your fingers into me, and fuck my pussy with your fingers. Oh, shit, yes." 

By now, Sharon's body was throbbing and writhing in excitement, so I used my other hand to hold her steady as I continued fucking her with my fingers and tongue. Sharon screamed and started convulsing in orgasm, as her cunt squeezed my fingers. I could feel her juices running down my fingers, and onto my wrist and arm. "Oh, fuck. I'm creaming. Fuck. Feel my juices Bob. It feels so fucking good. Ram your entire hand in there. Oh, god. YES!" she screamed as I did as she asked, fisting her pussy like crazy. Her orgasmic frenzy continued for nearly a minute, before I could extract my hand from her sopping wet pussy. 

My hand was coated with Sharon's juices, and I decided to tease Simone a bit while Sharon recovered from her orgasmic blowout. I stood up and walked to the head end of the massage table and put my fingers into Simone's mouth, providing her with an unadulterated taste of Sharon. Simone eagerly sucked my fingers hard into her mouth. She sucked and licked each of my fingers completely clean. Simone spat out the last finger to be cleaned, and then begged, "Can I have some more, please?" I smiled at the wanton lust of her request.

"Mmmmm," I said. "So, you want more of Sharon's juices do you? I suppose that can be arranged." I took the couple of steps necessary to reach Sharon, who was still recovering from the fisting she had begged for. I reached between her legs, and slid my fingers back inside her pussy, scooping out an incredible amount of her juices as I pulled my fingers from her soaking wet pussy. Sharon moaned and jerked in excitement at the touch, so I repeated the invasion with my other hand.

I returned to Simone and put my fingers in her mouth again. Her voracious appetite for sex took over from there and she once again licked me clean. By the time Simone had finished cleaning both of my hands, Sharon had recovered enough to see what was happening. 

Sharon moved back up to the head of the table on the opposite side of me. Although still breathing heavily from her orgasmic bliss, Sharon once again focused her energies on Simone. Recognizing that Simone was quite aroused, Sharon started caressing Simone. Sharon slid her fingers lightly across Simone's abdomen and then back again. On the second pass, as her hands reached Simone's belly button, she fingered it sensually, and then continued the caress, with her hands separating and going to opposite sides of Simone's tummy. She languorously slid her fingers lightly up the sides of Simone's chest, allowing her fingers to just tease the underside of Simone's boobs. Her fingers reached Simone's underarms and then continued their leisurely caress across Simone's upper chest. Her hands were once again together, and from there, Sharon slowly moved her fingers lower down the center of Simone's chest and between her delightfully shaped boobs. Sharon repeated the journey around Simone's boobs, only this time the fingers moved a bit closer to the breasts. Simone's nipples were firm and hard, and she was now breathing heavily again.

Sharon ceased her caressing for a moment to once again retrieve something from her cabinet. I smiled when she revealed a pair of nipple clamps. They looked like mini thumb screws, and I smiled knowing that these were high quality and allowed the user to adjust the pressure on the nipple in very small increments, ensuring the right amount of tease without too much pain. Sharon handed me one, and we attached the clamps to Simone's nipples at the same time.

"Oh my god! What are you doing? Fuck, what are you doing to my nipples? Are those nipple clamps you're putting on?" The clamps certainly got Simone's attention, but even as we tightened the thumb screw, Simone did not complain. Sharon signaled for us to stop tightening, and she once again started caressing Simone's breasts focusing on the area just around the aureole. After a few minutes of attention to Simone's breasts, Sharon started working her hands lower on the belly, continuing to massage and caress Simone's smooth skin. Sharon spent extra time with Simone's navel on her southerly journey, ensuring that even this erogenous zone on Simone's body got plenty of attention.

Sharon continued to describe Ophelia's experience, "When I focused my attention onto Ophelia's breasts, she was quaking with desire. Every move I made caused her to twitch and moan. She was completely relaxed and under my total control. I want you to let go Simone. Let loose of your control. I can feel you fighting the pleasure. I promise you that you are going to enjoy the next few minutes, but if you really want to enjoy this to the limit, let go. That's better. I can feel you relaxing through my fingertips. You see, once all of the muscles are relaxed it allows the body to fully experience the orgasm, as all of the nerve endings will be free to participate in your pleasure. Much better. Now I'm going to slide my fingers even lower, spreading your thighs further apart." 

Simone's level of relaxation was visible; as I saw her entire body seemed to go completely limp. With the exception of her nipples, which were even more engorged as a result of the pressure from the nipple clamps. 

"Ophelia's pussy was completely shaven, and by the time I was focusing on her pussy, it was glistening with her copious juices. Her labia were fully engorged and stood wide open, welcoming anyone or anything that might wish to enter. As I massaged her lower abdomen and upper thighs, teasing her with my nearness to her sexuality, I studied her clit loop. Her clitoris was one of the largest I've seen, just like a miniature penis. The silver loop that pierced her clitoris had loops at each end, reminding me that many masters would have their lady stand against a wall with her legs spread and then would hang weights from these loops causing the clitoris to distend. I asked Sam about it, and he acknowledged that she often had weights hanging from it when they were at home. He told me that when the clip was pulled on, Ophelia would go into a mind-blowing orgasm almost instantly. I brushed my fingers against it lightly, causing it to move. The slight movement was enough to give Ophelia a mini-orgasm." Sharon was teasing Simone now, by barely brushing her fingertip across Simone's pussy lips and distended clit.

Simone was now moaning continuously. At this point, Sharon adjusted our position. She unshackled Simone and moved her to the bed. I wasn't surprised to find that Sharon's bed had attach points at each corner, and within a few seconds Simone was now completely spread eagled on Sharon's king size bed. Simone made no attempt to fight the move, and willingly allowed Sharon to touch her and move her in any way Sharon wanted. After she had Simone properly spread, Sharon returned to her cabinet and pulled out a couple more toys. I quickly recognized a strap on of monstrous proportions, easily 12 inches long and quite thick. Sharon made show of putting it on for me and modeled it in several mock macho positions.

She had also pulled out a small anal plug vibrator, which she lubed up nicely and set besides the bed. Sharon returned to the bed kneeling between Simone's legs. She patted the bed beside her indicating I should join her. I did. Sharon once again started massaging Simone's thighs. Slowing trailing her fingers up Simone's legs, Sharon continued her story, "I did this to Ophelia, because I wanted to see as much of her pussy as I could. Just like you are, Simone. Your pussy lips are wide open begging for attention."




My Niece Simone Ch. 06



"Oh, god, yes. I'm so fucking horny! I don't know how many orgasms I've had so far, but my pussy is on fire and begging for more."

With her fingers matching her storytelling, Sharon continued, "I continued to massage my way closer and closer to nexus of Ophelia's legs. I was now close enough that I couldn't massage her without continuously causing the clitoris hoop to move. Ophelia was moaning loudly in sexual delight, and her pussy was clenching at my fingers demanding more. Then, I finally moved my fingers directly across her clit. Ophelia screamed at the contact. With a shattering orgasm, Ophelia revealed herself to be a squirter as pulse after pulse of love juice was pumped from her pussy, coating her legs and my arms with juices. I bent over and cleaned her up with my tongue and mouth, closing my mouth around her cunt."

The story stopped as Sharon slid her tongue up and down Simone's pussy, taking Simone over the top yet again. Simone screamed in ecstasy as Sharon continued her sexual onslaught. Sharon slid her hands up Simone's sides finding her nipples. I watched Sharon tighten the nipple clamps a bit more as her tongue continued to caress Simone's clit. Simone was screaming in delight and her body was writhing around on the bed as much as her bindings would allow. The sight started my cock twitching, even though it had only been about twenty minutes since Sharon had drained me dry. Sharon continued the onslaught for another few seconds before slacking off some, giving Simone an opportunity to catch her breath.

I'm sure Simone was convinced the massage was over, but I knew better.

Sharon only added to the suspense by saying, "Relax a bit now Simone." Sharon moved over next to me and bending over started sucking on my cock. To my surprise it responded and reached total hardness almost instantly. She then maneuvered me around so that I would be straddling Simone's face with my cock hanging directly over her mouth, although Sharon had me keep it high enough to avoid contact. I then watched as Sharon lubed up her 'dick' and the butt plug. 

Sharon moved between Simone's thighs again moving her hands and fingers back into duty pleasuring Simone. Sharon was now focusing more on Simone's anus, using the lube and Simone's own love juice to lubricate her rear entrance. Sharon picked up the butt plug, while commenting, "And as your body is experiencing Simone, we should not forget the erogenous feelings that can be stimulated by playing with a person's asshole. We can see your pussy twitch, as I massage your anus, and probe it's insides." Fitting action to words, Sharon had slid one of her slicked up fingers into Simone's anus, and was pumping it in slowly, while her thumb continued to stimulate Simone's clit. After a minute or two of anal stimulation and relaxation, Sharon slid another finger into Simone's anus. Simone was once again moaning in sexual delirium, as Sharon slowly but surely increased her arousal, moving Simone closer to yet another orgasm. I watched as Sharon pulled her fingers out, and then moved the butt plug to the tight opening of Simone's ass. 

"Relax your sphincter!" ordered Sharon. "This might hurt a bit at first, but once you relax, you will discover the delights far outweigh the initial pain." Sharon rubbed the tip of the butt plug across Simone's clitoris and up and down between her soaking wet labia. Slowly and teasingly, Sharon moved the tip of the butt plug across the sensitive skin separating pussy from ass.

"Oh, god," moaned Simone, as Sharon slowly pushed the plug against Simone's tight virgin anus. "What are you doing?"

"Trust me. You will enjoy this." Just relax a bit and allow your muscles to relax and accept the penetration. I watched as Sharon slowly and carefully inched the butt plug into Simone. "Aw, that's better. Now, just a bit more. There. Now, it's all the way in."

"Oh, god, it does feel good. I feel so filled up!"

Sharon returned her fingers to Simone's clit and pussy. It didn't take long before Sharon once again had Simone on the edge. Then without warning, Sharon adjusted her position and plunged her 'dick' into Simone's begging pussy.

Simone was screaming in instant orgasm, "Oh, fuck YES! Give it to me!" Fuuuuuck!" At that point Sharon put her hand on the small of my back and pushed me down slowly forcing me to push my cock into Simone's mouth. Not that I was fighting it. My hard cock wanted attention, and Simone's mouth would be glorious. I rammed it deep down her throat as Sharon fucked her hard. Simone took all of my cock into her mouth forcing her throat to expand to take it all in. I could feel her head bobbing up and down, as she was really into it. The bed was shaking from Sharon's aggressive pumping, and I knew that I was going to cum again. Two strokes later, I lost it. "I'm cumming," I screamed, pumping load after load down Simone's throat.

Apparently that was what Sharon was waiting for, as she screamed, "Oh, fuck yes. I'm cumming too! Take that Simone! Oh fuck." 

I pulled my cock out of Simone's mouth dripping cum all over her face. She joined the screaming, "Oh, god yes. I've been cumming forever. Jesus! Oh yeah, fuck me Sharon! Oh, FUCK!" she yelled, erupting in an orgasm topping all of her previous orgasms. Sharon pumped into Simone for a few more minutes, slowing the pace and bringing Simone down from her orgasmic high deliberately and patiently. We both rolled off of Simone and collapsed on the bed beside her. 

Sharon was the first to catch her breath. She got up and went about the normal closing actions of her service, washing Simone off, and toweling her dry. Simone had cum all over her face and thighs, and although she wanted a shower, I told her that if I had my way she'd ride home naked and smelling of sex. To my surprise Simone agreed. Sharon laughed and then bade us good night.



My Niece Simone Ch. 07



(This is a continuing story with several chapters to go. Things will heat up considerably in ensuing chapters.)

*

After our party with Sharon, I desperately wanted to watch when Simone did her call. I was confident that it would be very hot, but after she had been reprimanded by Alex, she wanted to do her calls alone. I pushed and cajoled, but to no avail. It was always, "Alex said not to allow anyone in my room when I'm doing a call."

It hit me. In her room. "Can I set up a video cam and watch you from my computer. Then I'm not in the room."

"But, then everybody will see it. No way!"

"No, no. I can set it up for password protection and all that. Besides, you'll know where the camera is, and if you want, you can put something over the camera."

I continued to press the advantage.

"But, it doesn't seem fair. You getting to see me and all, but what about me. What do I get out of this?"

"Well, besides getting paid and the pleasure of the verbal tête-à-tête with your caller, I could set up a video feed from my bedroom to yours, and you can watch me."

She considered my proposal, and slowly a smile crossed her face, "Oh, cool. Done. Can you have it ready by 9PM tonight?"

It was tight, but I was going to do my best. I hit Fry's, bought what I needed, and set her apartment up first. She offered me a joint, but I refrained, knowing I'd need to focus to get the job done and tested in time. I finished the installation at her place by 6PM, and headed home, leaving her to rearrange her computer so that she had a monitor she could see from her bed. I grabbed a burger on the way home and finished the installation at my place about 7:45. Fortunately, mine was easy as I had already linked my laptop to the flat screen TV in my bedroom. Then I called Simone. 

I detected nervousness in Simone's voice as soon as she answered. When I asked about it, she admitted to having second thoughts about having the camera installed. As much as she trusted me, she realized that she had just given visual access to her private moments. I reminded her that she could turn it off or remove it any time. Or just cover it with a towel or something similar. She asked if I would be leaving mine on all the time for her to watch. I laughed and admitted that I only intended on letting her watch when we had already planned it in advance, although I could well imagine occasionally turning it on when something wild was happening on the off chance she might be watching. 

"Oh, that's actually pretty fair, and yet kinky," she finally admitted. "We each control when we can be watched, but the other person might be watching at any time, and we might not know it. But, how do I know you're not recording it?" 

"You don't, but neither do I. We just have to trust each other on that one. And I will promise to never record you without prior permission. And I expect the same. Besides, Rita would kill me if I ever violated your trust, and I'm not going there."

"Okay, you're right" she said. "Now I guess it is up to my client."

"Well, first, we gotta test the equipment."

"Oh, yeah."

We tested the equipment, set up the passwords, and then took some time to adjust focus and zoom for the best enjoyment. Each of us took note on where to lie to provide the best view. We finished the setup and testing with a few minutes to spare. I hung up with Simone promising to text me when the caller came on.

I relaxed with a joint and a scotch. Well, it wasn't exactly relaxing, with the boner in my lounging pants awaiting the show. I was pretty enthused with this call, as much as Simone had truly enjoyed her massage. There was no doubt that she was going to give the client one hell of a call. Time dragged. By 9:30PM, she hadn't texted me, so I went ahead and turned on the cam to see what was happening. When the picture appeared on my screen, I saw Simone lying on the bed reading. She was wearing one of her sexy wraps that she had been wearing for her calls. Enough material to tease her skin as it rubbed against her sensitive flesh, yet not enough to hider her beautiful body from the gaze of anyone around her; like Anna and me.

It was clear that she was not on the phone. I zoomed in and found her reading a Cosmopolitan. While her right hand held the magazine, her right hand idly played with her tits. I was wondering whether or not she had already had the call or was still waiting. I watched her for another few minutes, trying to be patient, before my curiosity got the best of me. So I texted her, asking her what was going on. It was eerie watching her retrieve her phone and read my message. I watched as she read it, and then typed a reply. It only took a second or two before my phone indicated a response. She replied, "No call yet??"

I responded, "Ok. God, I'm horny!"

She read my note and then just called me.

Seeing that is was her with my Caller ID, I answered, "Hi, there, Simone. So, we're still waiting, are we?"

"Yeah, but it is hard. I was already horny, thinking about talking to my client, knowing you were going to be watching. My pussy has been creaming for the past hour, ever since we talked. And then the note from you telling me how horny you were. Oh, gawd, that was all I needed. So, are you watching me?"

"Uh-huh."

"For how long?"

"A few minutes. All you've been doing is reading your magazine and teasing your nipples. But, just watching you do that for the past couple of minutes, has given me one hell of a boner."

"Show me!"

I pulled my pants down to reveal my raging hard-on. "Now, show me yours."

She did as I commanded, spreading her legs wide, giving me a full view of her crotch. 

"Reach down, and spread your pussy lips. I want to see how wet you are."

She did as instructed. "Can you see me that close. I can tell you that my pussy is soaking wet. I have been avoiding touching myself, because I want to treat my client to a really hot orgasm. I just wish he'd call."

"How much more time are you going to give him, before you give in to your own needs and desires? Even if you cum now, you'll still give him a great call. Of that I'm sure."

"Yeah, I know. It's just that I find it so intense to orgasm while I'm talking about sex with an absolutely unknown stranger! It is such a turn-on. I've been hot for the past 24 hours just thinking about it."

She was idly playing with her pussy lips while we were talking, and I started stroking my hard cock. I saw her eyes widen as she saw my actions on her monitor. "Oh, god, Bob. Yeah, play with it. It is such a turn on to watch you masturbate like that." 

"I can't help it when there is such a great looking pussy live on my monitor absolutely driving me crazy. And when you're playing with it like you are right now, it only adds to the excitement."

"And I do love to watch you masturbate. To watch you stroke that hard cock of yours, teases me so much to see you turned on, knowing it is because of me that you have such a boner."

While I knew that Simone could last and have multiple orgasms when her caller did finally call, I knew that I was unable to have more than one orgasm tonight and I wanted to save mine until I could watch her teasing and playing with her customer. "I think we need to hang up now, because if I continue to watch you and talk with you I won't be able to enjoy the show, when your customer finally does call."

"I know, I know. I hope you know, though, that I'm going to tease you until the call comes in. I am so hot, and it turns me on so much to know what I am doing to you." With that promise from her, I watch as she summarily hit the off button on her cell phone disconnecting us.

To distract myself, I picked up one of my magazines to read, as I awaited her customers call. She continued to play with herself teasing both herself and me. About 10 minutes later, I saw her answer her phone. Anticipating that it was her customer, I returned my full attention to my monitor. I watched the monitor for a couple of minutes as she chatted with whoever was at the other end of her phone connection. I quickly realized how much I would miss because we did not have audio, just video. I made a mental note to add audio pickup in both of our apartments before the next opportunity arose of rest to a watch each other.

As she chatted on one phone with a Bluetooth headpiece, I watched her enter a text message on her other phone. Shortly after that, my phone beeped indicating I had received a message. I pretty much figured it was her caller, and the text message verified it. I settled back to enjoy the show.

It didn't take very long for my cock to reach full hardness again. After all, Simone's legs were spread wide, and she was busily teasing her clit with one hand. Her other hand was busily squeezing her tits. I slickened my cock with lube and started stroking it as I watched Simone continue to talk to her client. I could see that she was staring at her monitor and she licked her lips seductively when I started stroking my cock. 

Not knowing how long the call would last, I was careful with my own stroking, as I wanted to prolong the visual enjoyment that Simone and I were sharing. It didn't take long for Simone to get into it, though. She had her legs spread extremely wide, and was using one hand to hold her cunt lips wide apart while the fingers on her other hand massaged her clit. With the view I had, I could also see her chest rising and falling as she talked. Even though I couldn't hear the talk, the rapid pace of her breathing indicated a high level of arousal. 

Despite my attempts to stay calm, I could feel the excitement building in my balls. Simone's stared straight at the monitor, so I knew she was watching me just as I was watching her assault on her wide open pussy. I licked my lips in excitement, exaggerating the move to ensure that Simone knew how hot I was. She echoed my response during a break in her talk. I continued to watch her talk as she plunged three fingers deep into her cunt. She pumped vigorously and I knew she had to be close to an orgasm, but I had no idea where her client was. Then I saw her scream in orgasm, lifting her ass off the bed and driving her fingers even deeper into her twat. I watched her continue screaming for what seemed like an eternity, stroking my cock all the time, but I held back. Moments later I saw her disconnect her Bluetooth.

And as I continue to watch, she picked up the phone and dialed another number. I prayed that she was calling me, but I was disappointed, as she started talking without my phone having rung. I slowed down my playing with myself, relaxing a bit, wondering where the evening might go from here. I knew I wasn't done yet. I continued to watch her and she picked up her other phone and started texting something. Soon after she finished keying a fairly long message into the phone, my phone buzzed with a message alert.

I took the message from Simone, reading, "Don't stop. I wnt 2 watch u cum. I m on phn w Alex. Call u asap."

I messaged back, "ok'.

I continued to watch her talk with Alex as I stroked my cock. She played with her nipples as they chatted. I could tell that Simone was doing most of the talking. I continued to stroke my cock, keeping it hard for Simone's voyeuristic enjoyment. Then she slid one of her hands back down to her crotch, and as I watched as she once again started finger fucking her twat. For a couple of minutes I figured she was doing this nonchalantly as she chatted about the billing details of the last call. The visible increase in her breathing finally woke my mind up and I realized that she was probably giving Alex a blow by blow description of the phone call. My cock jerked in excitement when it hit me. I texted her to confirm, "R u gttng Alx off?"

Shortly after I sent the text, she read it. She looked directly at me in the camera, and nodded her head in affirmation. She continued talking as I watched her renew her finger action. And since I knew how much Alex enjoyed good hot phone sex, I was sure that Alex was pretty hot back in her bed in Massachusetts. The thought of her pounding her blonde pussy with her favorite dildo finally did it for me, as I erupted in my orgasm. I jerked at my cock as it pumped stream after stream of hot jism up over my chest. I kept my eyes open to watch Simone as she reacted to the scene being played out on the monitor in front of her. I don't know about the timing with Alex, but apparently my timing was good for Simone, as she started screaming in her own orgasm before I had stopped squirting. She pounded her fingers into her pussy while she continued to scream or moan in pleasure. I continued to stroke my cock lightly until I could tell that Simone was winding down. I fell back in sexual exhaustion.

A few minutes later my phone rang. I looked in the monitor and saw that Simone was on the phone in her bedroom. She was calling me.

I answered, "Hello."

"God you were hot! It was driving me crazy watching you stroke your cock while I talked with Stevie, my client. I wanted your cock inside of me so bad. It is just so much longer than my fingers."

"Well," I answered. "It didn't look like it stopped you from enjoying the call, or should I say calls."

"Oh, yeah, I did. No doubt about it! Stevie came as I described wrapping my lips around his cock, and that was what did it for me. He was quite loud, and very descriptive of his own orgasm. His words, combined with the view I had of you was really intense. And then Alex surprised me by asking me to describe the call in detail. At first I thought she was just checking on me to see how I was doing. I was several minutes into the scene with her before it hit me that she was getting off to my description. And that was only moments before you started spurting. I never realized how intense my orgasms could be with just masturbation."

"And the benefit of a vivid imagination and erotic story telling."

"Not to mention having a live show going on your laptop monitor."

"Yeah, it was pretty fuckin' hot!" I responded. "But, we need to provide audio as well as video. I so badly wanted to hear what you were saying to your client."

"Can you do that, so that we can have video with audio, or just audio, or just video?"

"Oh, yeah! Piece of cake."

"Do it!" she commanded. "Soon."

We talked for a few more minutes and then said our good nights. I was asleep in minutes.



My Niece Simone Ch. 08



Simone called me the next day to let me know that she'd be doing her third call since Alex had put her on probation so to speak that night, and would I be willing to go out with her and Anna the next night to party in celebration of her return to freedom. I agreed instantly and asked if the video was going to be on tonight and she laughed. 

"Sorry, no. I intend to do this one without benefit of anything other than my fertile imagination. And from what Alex says, it should be a piece of cake. She says this client is one of the most talkative, and really quite creative in his fantasies. From what Alex described, this will most likely be one in which I can just lay back, enjoy his story and moan a lot. Anyway, I'm doing this one completely solo. I promise I'll tell you about it if it is any good. I promise."

"Ok. I'll expect to hear about it tomorrow night!"

"Yeah, right," she answered.

"Have you invited Anna yet?"

"No, I haven't seen her today. She's been very busy at the club."

"I'm seeing her for lunch. I'll tell her we're going out tomorrow night. I'll tell her to pick a hot club for us to visit."

"That'd be great. I hope she picks a really hot one. I wanna' get down and dirty. And I plan on fucking you tomorrow night. I really need some real cock meat. I certainly hope you're not tired of me yet."

"No way!" I responded. "I'll be ready. But you know, if Anna picks the club, it could be pretty wild and far out. Are you ready to go there?"

"Oh, Bob, thanks for asking. Yeah, I'm fucking ready. I wanna' party. Whatever Anna chooses will be fine with me. Bring it on!"

My mind whirled at the thought. I had no clue where this was headed, but I figured it would be one hell of a ride.

We chatted a few more minutes and said our good byes.

A couple hours later, Anna arrived at my place right on schedule, and dressed appropriately as my sex slut. She was wearing a raincoat suitable for the weather, but underneath the raincoat she was barely covered by a slutty maid outfit with a sheer white button down the front blouse, unbuttoned to near the navel and no bra underneath. A black micro-skirt covered her hips, but did little to hide the black thong, garter and stockings that showed off her fabulous legs. The 5" stiletto heels made her sexy and slutty. As soon as she entered the premises, she dropped the coat, kneeled on the floor in front of me, uttering, "I am here to serve, master."

I command her, "Make my lunch as you were ordered."

"Yes, master," she responded, disappearing into my kitchen. She returned a few minutes later with my soup and sandwich, just as I had requested. She kneeled at my feet with her eyes down while I ate. My mind wandered as I ate, mostly focusing on my recent run of good luck in the sexual part of my life. I had been single for several years, and although I had several lady friends with occasional benefits, the majority of my sex recently had been solo with the added attraction of phone sex a couple of times a month. Not that it bothered me. I had always had a vivid imagination and enjoyed masturbation; not as much as good or great sex with a partner, but a whole lot more than bad sex with a partner, if you know what I mean. Anyway, here I was confronted with two very hot younger women, one of whom was my subslut and the other my nymphomaniac niece. The sex gods were certainly smiling on me. My cock twitched at the images splashing through my mind as I imagined a hot Simone dressed to the nines for partying tomorrow night.

And in the meantime, my eyes traveled over the displayed sexuality of Anna kneeling in front of me in complete submission. As my eyes enjoyed the wanton display of womanhood there for my pleasure, my cock came to full attention, and I knew what I wanted. I wanted a blow job now, and then nothing else until we went out the following night. But first, we had to determine a club to go to.

I excused Anna from her serfdom temporarily so that we could discuss what club to go to. I explained the situation to her, and her eyes light up like a Christmas tree.

"Oh, god, I know just the spot. It's called Janie's closet. It's a very private alternative life style dance club. I met Janie through my club and ever since she explained to me her club style I've wanted to go over and party. And it's a great time to introduce Simone to a little B and D and dom sub role playing. Let me call Janie and get us invites for tomorrow night."

I granted Anna permission to make the call. Anna made the call and I was able to hear her side of the conversation. They made some idle chitchat before Anna stated the desire for an invite to the club for the following evening. In the follow on conversation I heard Anna fully explain the current status of the relationship between her, Simone, and me. The conversation continued for some time, but it didn't make complete sense until after Anna hung up and explained the situation to me.

Anna explained, "Janie runs her club with theme nights, and she only invites people who will enjoy and contribute to the theme and the patrons enjoyment of that theme for that night. The theme for tomorrow night is, "Women with boy toys!"

The paradox of the theme compared to our current relationship was obvious. But Anna was insistent on finding a way to fit in the theme as she said, "God, Bob, I really do want to go to Janie's club. I hear it is smoking hot!"

We brainstormed on ways to play it, but we agreed that it would be challenging for me to truly fulfill the role of boy toy, even if I tried hard. It was both out of character for me, and I was long past being a 'boy' age wise.

As we were talking, I saw Anna's face light up with an idea.

"All right, let's hear it?" I ask seeing that she has come up with an idea.

"Well, I don't know if you'll go for it, or if the guys are available, but how about this for our meeting the theme. Remember Shawn and Dylan; you got their phone numbers, right. They only live a couple of hours away. Perhaps, if they are available, we can invite them to join us. They can be Simone's and my boy toys!"

I didn't like be left out, and spoke up, "Yeah, that works for you two! But what about me? And why do you think Shawn and Dylan would go for it?"

"Slow down," she pushed back. "Firstly, you go as the leader of our 'family'. If we bring two boy toys to share, I think I can convince Janie to let us all in as a 'family' unit. Shawn and Dylan are our toys, but Simone and I are completely under your control, and are dressed appropriately as your subs. And as for Shawn and Dylan, I bet that they would jump at the opportunity for a hot evening out with Simone and me, given half a chance."

I pondered her suggestion for about two seconds, quickly realizing that if Janie went for it, it would likely be a heck of a lot of fun. I instructed Anna to make the calls to try to make it happen, telling her to first check it out with Janie, find out if the guys were willing to submit their sexuality to Simone and Anna's control, and then make sure that Simone was willing to go along with the role playing exercise.

I further instructed Anna to clean up after lunch, and then join in my entertainment room. With that, I left her in the kitchen, and went to my entertainment room. While she did my bidding, I checked on my email, and then settled in to read some erotica from Literotica on the subject of boy toys.

I had read a couple of pretty good stories before Anna joined me in the entertainment room. She informed me that all was set. I asked her if Simone was cool with it. She smiled and answered, "Oh, yeah. The idea of being your sub, while still having a boy toy to play with and control really registered with her. She made me promise to take her out tomorrow and buy an outfit for the evening. I agreed, of course. I assume that you want me to make sure that she is hot to trot by the time we get to the club. Is that correct, master?"

"Yes, slut!" was my answer

As part of her sub slut training, I had shown her how to run the entertainment system, and where my stash of pornos was stored, so that she could do my bidding in the future without needing my guidance. I had her put in one my pornos that had some excellent blow jobs. With her kneeling at my feet in total submission, I leaned back to enjoy the next blow job on the monitor. I instructed Anna to watch the video, and to be prepared to give me a blow job when ordered. I also gave her permission to play with herself.

The video opened with a busty blonde doing a quick strip for a hunk relaxing on a couch. He had his cock out of his pants by the time the blonde had her top off. For the next couple of minutes we watched the blonde continue to strip, first removing her bra showing us her enhanced boobs, and playing with her already hard nipples. She did not dwell on her nipples as she proceeded to release and drop her skirt, revealing a pair of red thong panties. She slipped her fingers under her thong and was clearly fingering her pussy. After a few strokes, she pushed the panties down and pulled them off. The camera panned out to show us the guy had now full stripped and was stroking a hard and very large cock. The girl dropped to her knees between his legs and lowered her face to his rock hard cock. The camera zoomed in as her lips surrounded the huge head of his prick.

My cock was hardening rapidly as I anticipated receiving the same pleasure soon from Anna. Anna was already playing with herself as she obediently watched the movie. I had her get up and sit on the arm of my chair so that I had a better view of her pussy. I knew that even though she was supposed to be watching the movie, she'd also be watching me stroke my cock. My cock stiffened even more when I saw how wet she had already become. I continued to stroke my cock as we watched the blonde deep throat the guy on screen. I laid back and enjoyed the scene, teasing my cock just enough to keep it hard, while Anna got hotter and hotter.

When it became obvious that Anna was on the brink of her orgasm, I ordered her to stop and to get down again and suck my cock. She did as she was told and I nearly came when her hot lips touched the head of my cock. I successfully held back while her experienced and very capably lips descended down the entire length of my very hard shaft. She continued a slow pace of up and down, knowing how much I enjoyed being kept on the brink. Anna had only been sucking my cock for a couple of minutes when the blonde brought the guy off on the video and we were treated to the shot of him cumming dripping from her lips as he flooded her mouth with his cum. Seconds later my resistance gave way to the combined visual and tactile sensuality that enveloped me.

"Oh, fuck!" I screamed as my jism erupted out of my cock and down Anna's throat. She continued to consume my cock with her mouth and throat, draining every bit of cum from my balls, literally sucking me dry like a vacuum cleaner. I pushed her off me after a couple of more strokes as the intensity overwhelmed my nerve endings. I collapsed back into the chair to catch my breath as Anna collapsed onto the floor at my feet.

Neither of us had moved when my cell rang several minutes later. Caller ID revealed that it was Simone.

I opened my cell, but even before I got a hello out, I heard Simone, "Shit, shit, shit!"

Even as insensitive as a male can sometimes be, I quickly realized that she was truly and royally pissed. "What's going on?" I asked as calmly as I could.

"Mom just called and she's coming out to visit us."

"Hey, that's cool, isn't it?"

"Yeah, but she's coming TOMORROW! EVENING! Like, when we were going out to party tomorrow night."

I jokingly offered, well only half-jokingly, "We could always invite her to join us."

"Oh my Gawd! You are kidding aren't you?"

"Of course, I am!" I lied. But realizing that we would certainly need to postpone our scheduled debauchery, I did my best to placate Simone. "Hey, look, it's not the end of the world. We can always do our dinner and party out after she leaves. Besides we can lasciviously tease each other with hints of the possible events for the upcoming visit to the club all the time that she's here."

"Oh, you are so bad," she replied, already calming down with the realization that we would deal with reality and then party. And that was the way it had to be.

Anna was as disappointed with the delay, but realizing we had no choice, she called her friend and apologetically requested a rain check. Which she got.

Realizing that Rita would be at my place in a little over 24 hours, I put Anna to work deep cleaning my place. She did not complain one little bit as she focused on the cleaning, vacuuming and dusting, while I did some straightening of my desk, kitchen and bedroom. The spare room was already in darn good shape as it was seldom used. During the couple of hours of work, I continued to enjoy the delightful views of Anna doing her chores in her little maid outfit. When my cock started to voice interest in more sex, I got an idea.

I texted Simone that she might want to watch my video cam at about 7PM. That was a bit over an hour away. I then went in and made sure that the cam was on and focused on the appropriate part of the bed. 

"Ok, maybe" was the response I got. I didn't care whether she watched or not, I was going to have some more fun with Anna. I gave Anna a few more chores to do to keep her busy until a bit before 7. During that time, I disappeared into my office, and proceeded to do some reading and viewing of porn on the internet, getting myself horny again for the planned show. At about 15 minutes to 7, I sent Anna into my bedroom to straighten it, telling her that when she was done, to turn the TV on and watch some porn. I knew it wouldn't take her but a few minutes to clean it up, so she'd be well into the porn at 7PM. I continued to surf in my office, finally finding a video to watch of a man fucking a maid from behind. 

When I quietly showed up at my bedroom door, making sure that Anna couldn't see me, I peeked in to find her laying on the bed, fingering her pussy. I couldn't see the TV from where I was standing, but I could hear moans of sex coming from my sound system. I stroked my semi-hard cock as I watched Anna tease herself. I waited until the bedside clock read 7:10 hoping that Simone was enjoying Anna's masturbation scene as much as I was. The moans and groans from the TV indicated that orgasms on the video were approaching, and it appeared that Anna was not much further behind.

I walked in at that moment, still stroking my cock. "Don't stop now. Fuck yourself. I can see how horny you are. Tease yourself. Show me how hot and wet you can get."

Anna's eyes opened wide when she heard me, clearly realizing that she could get punished for her behavior, but relieved when I told her to continue. My permission gave her extra fervor, and it wasn't long before she was pounding several fingers into her twat. I moved over to the bed and kneeled beside her, opposite the web cam. I held my cock above her face, stoking it slowly as she played with herself. I could tell from the look on her face that she desperately wanted my cock. With Anna though, I had no clue which hole she wanted it in, and at that particular moment I wasn't sure which hole or holes I intended to fuck. I did intend to give Simone a 'porn star' finish if I could. At my current level of arousal it wasn't going to be long before she got that finish.

Anna was getting really hot, moaning beneath me as her fingers played with her clit and pumped in and out of her pussy. I took a look at the porno she'd been playing and decided to match the TV action, where the guy was banging the girl from behind while she was kneeling on all fours. I ordered Anna into position, and she obeyed willingly, positioned so that she could still see the TV. I adjusted her position slightly to enhance the web cam view, and then eased in behind her, still holding my hard cock. I reached down with my other hand between her thighs, and slid my fingers through the slickness of her arousal. Her labia were swollen in excitement, but provided no defense against my fingers sliding inside of her. She moaned as I slid two, then three, and finally four fingers into her twat. She pushed back hard against my hand, her sexuality begging for as much penetration as I could deliver. I was still stroking my cock with my other hand fast enough to stay hard and slow enough to keep myself on the ragged edge of control. But it wanted more. And I obliged. Using my hand to hold her pussy wide, I slid my cock up into to the crease of her pussy. As soon as I knew that the head of my cock had found her opening, I rammed it deep inside of her and started pumping hard without any regard for her. Whether she liked it or not, she was getting fucked hard and fast.

She started screaming in orgasm almost instantly, "Oh, fuck! Yeah! Give it to me! Hard! Oh, gaaaawwwwwd!" Her screams egged me on and I pounded even harder. In! Out! In! Out! After I few more strokes, I could feel the jism building in my balls.

"Oh, shit Anna. I'm so fucking hot. I can feel the jism building in my balls. You are such a hot bitch, and your cunt is so fucking tight."

"Oh, yeah, give it to me!" she screamed. "Fuck me!"

"Oh, shit," I screamed and exploded, spilling my sperm deep into her cunt. I pulled out instantly. My cock kept spurting cum. I stroked it harder, aiming the cum across her ass and back, drenching her with my fuck juice. Spurt after spurt shot across her back until I was completely spent. I fell to the bed in complete exhaustion, trying to catch my breath. But Anna wasn't done.

She also fell to the bed on her belly, but slid her hand back under her belly and down to her pussy. It wasn't long before I heard her moaning once again in sexual bliss. I hoped Simone was watching and enjoying the carnal lust being self administered by Anna.

"Oh, gawwwwd! Fuck! I'm cummmmmmmmmiinnnnnnng!" Her breathing was erratic and then with one more scream, she shuddered and collapsed on the bed next to me having now reached my level of exhaustion.

I smiled inwardly hoping that we had gotten Simone nice and hot for her upcoming phone call.

Hopefully we'll find out in the next chapter.



My Niece Simone Ch. 09



(For those of you who are following and discovered a flawed storyline, here is the correct chapter, Apparently the system got some stories crossed. Enjoy)

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I called Simone later that night. She was in a wildly happy mood, but she was worried. Happy, because the evening had gone well. Very well! Worried about Rita's arrival the next day, even though Rita was well aware of what Simone was doing for a living. She had seen my scene with Anna, and the caller was as good as Alex had intimated, and she had had a glorious orgasm with the caller. She promised to tell more about that later. I couldn't see any problem for Simone, as Rita had actively contributed to getting her into the business. On the other hand, I was worried, as I wasn't sure how Rita would react to my continuing involvement with Simone as she pursued her business. We also chatted extensively about how we would jointly host Rita. I had already figured she'd crash at my place, as I had room, but Simone was not completely happy with that. She argued with me, since Rita was expecting to stay on the couch at Simone and Anna's, but we finally agreed that my spare bedroom would work better. We also agreed that we would pick her up together and go to dinner before settling in. That way I could provide moral support to Simone. We hung up and I hit the sack, needing a night's rest.

Rita's flight arrived on time, and we met her as she exited security. It had been a couple of years since I had seen Rita, and while she had always retained her good looks, I was taken aback when I first saw her. She looked a good 20 years younger than her age, wearing tight jeans and a tight V-neck sweater that was showing significant cleavage. While Rita had always been attractive, her 34B breasts were, well 34B breasts. But now, she was either wearing one hell of a padded bra, or she had had some augmentation done.

Simone gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I went to do the same when it was my turn, but she surprised me by turning such that her lips intercepted mine before I reached her cheek. Our simple hug lasted longer than normal, and she pressed tightly against me, ensuring that I could feel her breasts flattening against my chest. We caught up on family while waiting for her luggage at baggage claim. We loaded the luggage in the back of my SUV and then we headed for one of my favorite Mexican places. Rita and Simone sat in the back seat while I drove, and they chatted continuously like teenage girls the entire trip to the restaurant, catching up on schoolwork, and Simone's father's activities. We arrived at the restaurant and I requested the back booth so that our conversation was less likely to be overheard. 

After our chips, salsa and pitcher of Margarita's arrived, I finally found a politic way to ask about Rita's new look, "Rita, you know how I've always considered you to be an attractive lady, but I must say that you are absolutely gorgeous, and I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to enjoy having you on my arm for the next couple weeks."

Rita always enjoyed life, and in character, laughed at my compliment, "You like? Henry did really well in his business last year, and for Christmas, he arranged for me to be pampered. He bought me my new body, paid for Lasik for my eyes, threw out all my old clothes and bought me an entirely new wardrobe. Whaddya' think?"

"I like, I like. I trust he is getting a good return on his investment?" I asked jokingly.

Rita laughed at that as well, "Oh, yeah. That was part of the deal. Our sex life wasn't dead or anything, but it had gotten a little boring. So, as part of the deal, we agreed that we would do what it takes to spice up our sex life. I had thought that my exhibitionist tendencies had died a long time ago, but we've found that we really enjoy it when I dress up like this and he takes me out for the evening. He really enjoys showing me off, often calling me his 'trophy bride,' and amazingly I get really turned on being his sex object. While I have a few clothes that are suitable for our normal life, most of my wardrobe is quite sexy and revealing."

I asked the obvious follow-on question, "So, which clothes did you bring out here?"

Rita laughed again, "He packed my bag. I assure you that you will enjoy my wardrobe, as I doubt that he put anything from the normal side of the closet into the case. I can go shopping, but only with you and Simone along, and I'm supposed to make both of you promise that whatever I buy will give him a hard-on."

I gulped and Simone giggled. I realized then that whatever concerns either of us had with Rita being here were foolish. I only wondered how I was going to keep my dick in my pants with her around that long. It was obvious that I would be needing help from both Anna and Simone.

Rita changed the focus of our conversation as our main dishes arrived. By now both of them were on their third glass of Margarita's. I sipped my first one, knowing that I had to drive us home. Rita asked Simone about her new work, how the calls worked, how much money she was making, was it boring or exciting; those kinds of things. Simone answered all of them nonchalantly, but avoided getting into any details. Despite Rita's confessions, Simone was obviously still a bit worried about sharing it.

Then Rita asked, "Don't you get horny doing all of those hot calls?"

Simone blushed, but answered, "Yeah, sometimes," clearly not willing to admit that she was always horny when she did the calls. "Some are boring, but some can get really hot."

Rita leaned forward then, responding softly, "I just have to tell you how horny I've been these past couple of months imagining what you are doing for an income. All of those anonymous horny men on the other end of the phone jacking off to your words. Henry had told me a long time ago that he enjoyed phone sex, but we never did it. I hadn't thought much about it until you raised the issue with me. Now, I can't get the thoughts out of my mind. I am so looking forward to hearing the juicy details about some of your calls. I hope you'll share."

I rolled my eyes, as Simone answered cautiously, "Uh, yow, sure, we can do that."

We finished our meal, and the ladies finished the pitcher of Margarita's. We left the restaurant, and I headed to Simone's place. We dropped her off, and Rita joined me in the front seat for the short ride to my place. After I parked in the garage, I lugged her suitcases to the guest room, and showed her to her own bathroom. 

She wanted to take a shower after her trip, and so I went to mix myself a Scotch and I offered her a drink as well. She asked for some wine. I poured her a glass and went and knocked on her door. As I handed her the glass of wine, she gave me an envelope telling me that it was from Henry, and I needed to read it as soon as I could be alone. This was quite extraordinary as Henry and I barely knew each other, only making polite chit chat over the phone a couple of times and at a one of the few family reunions that I actually attended. Musing about the strangeness of this, I took the envelope and escaped to my in-house office while Rita settled in. I opened the envelope and took out a couple of pages and read Henry's letter:

Dear Bob,

I'm sure you'll find this letter as strange to read as I am finding it to write. By the time you are reading this, I am sure that you have discovered that Rita's and my relationship has taken a somewhat interesting turn. And I can tell you that both of us are enjoying our new relationship. I'm not going to beat around the bush. For the past eighteen months, Rita has been my total sex slave. Outside of our intimacy, she of course lives her own life as always, and I love her dearly. And, to reassure you, I have every confidence that Rita is enjoying our relationship as much as I am.

So, you're probably asking yourself, "Why is Henry sharing this with me?" There are several reasons, but most importantly, I can tell you that Rita still cherishes her memories of your shared youth, especially as she describes it, the size of your cock. And over the past several months, Rita has shared with me how much she continues to fantasize about you. Don't let it go to your head, either one, but you are one of her favorite male partners when it comes to her sexual fantasies. And I can assure you that her fantasies are easily as wild as mine. I've never had as good a sex life as over this past year and a half.

To the point, with this letter I am giving you permission to use Rita any way you wish sexually with only two caveats. Please respect our health and do not do anything that risks her health (I'm sure you understand that). And, no pain is to be inflicted that causes any injury or marks on her body. Rita does not know how far I am going with this letter. More on that later.

What she does know is that I have told her that she is to dress as slutty as possible at all times, and she is to tease you sexually, and allow you to enjoy her exhibitionist streak. I have told her that she is to masturbate regularly, and make sure that you know she is masturbating, whether it is just by her being loud enough for you to hear, or doing it in front of you. I hope you'll forgive me, but I told her to try and keep you with a perpetual hard-on as much as possible. I have informed her, that she is to do anything around the house that you demand including housework, what she wears, the extent of privacy that she is to expect while there. Which is to say if, for example, you tell her to do the housework in the nude, and always leave her bedroom door open, she will do it. When you go out, she will wear whatever you decide. I have packed a variety of outfits that will suit most social occasions (probably not church), but in a teasing exhibitionist style. If you want something else, she has a clothing allowance, but whatever she buys must be approved by you and Simone. In essence, she is to make sure that you are smiling and enjoying her visit. None of those instructions will surprise Rita, as she has been told all of them already. But, when it comes to sexual intercourse, she has been trained only to fuck around with people I specifically approve. She does not know this, but with this letter I am giving you permission to fuck her anytime and anywhere you want. Further, you have authority to order/approve of her having sex with anyone you choose anytime and anywhere. Whenever you are ready to invoke these privileges, just tell her to read this letter. I'm sure she will follow your every instruction. And I am confident that you will enjoy the time you are together.

Now about Simone. I know what she is doing for an income. Between you and me, I am so turned on by the idea; I get a hard-on thinking about it. I enjoy phone sex, and it gets me so hot thinking that I may inadvertently end up talking with my own daughter. I hope you don't think I'm a perv, but I have to admit, I've caught myself admiring my sexy daughter and fantasizing about her. I only trust and hope that you are doing whatever you can to keep her safe as she pursues her own sexual life. I wouldn't have it any other way; I just want her safe! I have asked Rita to get as many hot details as she can, so that when Rita and are back together again, she can tell me all about it. I hope you'll help Simone feel comfortable telling Rita the hot details.

Let me finish this by sharing with you some details about Rita that should help you enjoy these next few weeks: •She gets really wet when she describes that old scene of the two of you in the pool when she turned 16. •She loves to have an audience when she masturbates. •She likes going out without panties on, especially in her short skirts and dresses. •She gets wet whenever she knows that a strange person is seeing her tits or pussy. •Her nipples are extraordinarily sensitive, especially with nipple clamps. •Her favorite position is doggy style. •She loves being fucked in the ass, but she needs lots of foreplay to relax enough to take a cock up her ass. And for a big one, she'll need lots and lots of foreplay and lubrication. •She gives great head. •She loves being eaten. Duh! •We don't do it very often, but she enjoys being tied up in compromising positions. •All girl and orgy scenes in pornos get her hotter than one on one m/f scenes. •She loses all of her inhibitions and becomes completely submissive when she is stoned. If we go out in public when she is stoned, I usually have to limit her behavior. One night she tried to do a strip tease at the Outback Steakhouse when one of her favorite songs came on, and would only stop when I ordered her to.

Please call, text or email me after you have shown her this letter. Since she and I talk every day, I'd like to know when her responsibilities have been increased.

Have fun and enjoy,

Henry

P.S., I have emailed Simone a letter telling her that I am expecting Rita to let her hair down, all the way, and to really enjoy her visit. And that she has my permission to do anything she chooses. Anything!

I was stunned. I'd always enjoyed reading letters about wife sharing, but other than when I was a swinger, I hadn't had that particular experience. Now, a man was offering his wife to me for two whole weeks. Not just his wife, but my cousin, who I had secretly lusted after my entire post-pubescent life. With Simone and Anna already available and demanding as sex partners, I wondered if I shouldn't get a prescription for Viagra just to make sure I could survive and satisfy them. 

I was in information overload and struggled with what to do with it. Not that there was any doubt about me taking Henry up on his offer, but wondering how I wanted to play this. Multiple scenarios and fantasies played through my mind, so I decided to at least wait a bit and enjoy the slutty exhibitionist Rita before I dropped the letter on her. Trying to recover to a reasonable state, I powered up my computer and checked some of my emails.

Rita found me in my office about 45 minutes later. She came in wearing a clingy bright red silk robe. Her nipples jutted into the fabric making it obvious that she had no bra on underneath. I could smell a delightful perfume wafting subtly off of her. My cock twitched at the sight and smells of my lovely cousin.

I offered her another drink, to which she responded, "Come on, Bob. Don't you have some joints we could share? I always enjoyed getting high with you ever since you first turned me on back on my 15th birthday. And I know that you and Simone get stoned together. But, I will take another glass of wine with it."

I fetched my stash, and refreshed our drinks, wondering how this would proceed. We settled in my living room and continued our catching up. She was completely relaxed and did nothing to cover up when the flaps of her robe fell open as she crossed her legs. This provided me with a full view of her well toned and well tanned thighs. We continued to engage in some stilted conversation for awhile. I made the obligatory effort to avoid looking at her with my obvious lust, but I was sure it wasn't working as I could feel my hardening cock constrained inside my pants. I needed to adjust my cock, so I made an excuse and headed for the bathroom. After peeing, I zipped my fly such that my cock would be more comfortable and returned to the living room. Rita had turned on the TV and was channel surfing through my movie channels. I subscribed to the full satellite package, and wasn't too surprised when she clicked on a soft porn movie. Now, there was no doubt. Rita was going to tease me for the entire time she was here, just as Henry had said. As enjoyable as I knew it was going to be, I wasn't sure how I would survive the visit.

Trying to maintain my composure, I made an excuse about an early morning, and tried to head off to my room. Rita stopped me, asking, "What's wrong? Didn't you read Henry's letter? Am I making you uncomfortable? I always thought you enjoyed looking at me. Don't you?"

"Uh, yeah. I do. But, no matter what you and Henry say, you're still my cousin, and you're married, so, I'd best head off to my room."

She wasted no time in setting the record straight, "Look, Bob, here's the deal. Henry is off in Europe, and I'm up here with you and Simone. Henry ordered me to misbehave with you and Simone, and gave me permission to do whatever I felt like doing. And I am supposed to give him an explicit report when we're back together again. So, I'm going to make it perfectly clear. While I am here, I am going to tease you to death, and you're supposed to enjoy it. If I have to tell Henry that you went to bed before I did anything, I'd be in trouble with him."

I laughed, saying, "Yeah, okay, go for it! But, tell me first. Are you really enjoying this new lifestyle, or are you doing it to make Henry happy?"

"Are you worried about me? That's so sweet," she said. "And yes, I do love it. I've always enjoyed sex, as you well know, but ever since we discovered this side of it, it's been fantastic. And it couldn't be any be any better now that Henry has ordered me tease you while I'm visiting. And I intend to give you a hard-on and keep it that way the entire time. And I hope to watch you masturbate as much as possible. And if you'll let me, I want to watch or listen in whenever you have sex with someone else, like Anna. Both of us have tortured ourselves over these many years with our memories and ongoing fantasies of each other; at least I have. You still have one of the biggest cocks I've ever seen, and I intend to enjoy it while I'm here. At least as much as Henry and you will let me. And then when you and Simone decided I'd bunk here, I knew it would be awesome. Now the hard part is figuring out how I can watch Simone do one of her sex calls. My pussy gets soaking wet thinking about her hot body and sexy voice getting some strange guy to masturbate over the phone."

I slumped back down into the chair to avoid fainting. "Wow. You could knock me over with a feather. I had no idea. And you're going to tell Henry everything you do?"

"Oh, yeah, he ordered it. You see, essentially, I have become his personal slut, and I must do anything he orders me to do."

"Really?" Even as she reaffirmed what I had read in Henry's letter, my mind was still trying to wrap itself around the concept. But, my mind was racing with possibilities. "How did this happen?"

She smiled wantonly. "It started innocently enough. About four years ago, we started watching pornos to liven up our bedroom. Then, a year ago this past fall, we ended up with a porno rental that we hadn't picked out. It had a dom/sub theme, something we hadn't discussed or watched before. But we decided to watch it anyway. It wasn't heavy duty b and d or anything like that; it just had a lot of situations where the girls were used as sex toys by a bunch of men at poker parties and the like. I didn't expect to like it, but before the end of the first sex scene, I was wetter than I'd ever been before from just watching the video. Pornos really turn me on, but usually it takes a few scenes to get me really hot. And then when Henry touched my nipples for the first time that evening, I erupted in an instant orgasm, drenching the lingerie I was wearing, and making a large mess on the couch. Needless to say, Henry noticed, and took immediate control of me, ordering me to do things to him. It wasn't like it was anything we didn't normally do, but when he ordered me to do things, my pussy just gushed. We still have regular sex occasionally, but most of the time he takes control of our sex life. Real control."

"Wow!" was about all I could muster.

She confronted me then, "So, are you going to stay and watch TV with me now?" She spread her legs a bit, clearly showing her intent to deliver on all of the implications in Henry's letter.

"What the hell," I said, settling back. But she was having none of that, as she told me to go get more comfortable, making it clear she and I had the same expectation that this would end up with us masturbating together. As I headed off to the bedroom to change into my lounging pants, she lit another joint. And just before I returned, she yelled to me to bring out a porno movie. Seems the one on TV wasn't hot enough for her. Who was I to argue?




My Niece Simone Ch. 09



She had settled in on one end of my couch by the time I returned, with her legs tucked underneath her. I stuck the DVD into the machine and moved towards my recliner. But she patted the couch next to her pleading, "Join me here?"

I did as she asked while the video started. I skipped the phone sex ads and the trailers, going straight to the movie. The title gave away the all-girl movie as it was one of the "Where the Boy's aren't" series. Rita cooed in approval when she saw the title. The first scene opened with a brunette executive sitting at her desk. Her hair was up, and she had librarian glasses on with a blouse buttoned to the neck. The conservative look did nothing to hide her enhanced breasts as the lack of a bra allowed her aureole and nipples to be visible beneath the light blouse. She finished the phone call, and then requested over the intercom that her secretary join her for some dictation.

The secretary was a petite, well-endowed blonde that didn't look a day over 18, dressed in a white blouse, short black skirt, a visible garter and stockings and 5 inch stiletto heels. As the secretary approached the desk, the brunette pushed her chair back from the desk and spread her legs, telling the secretary, "You know what to do!"

Instantly, the blonde dropped to her knees, kneeling between the brunette's thighs. I heard Rita readjust herself as the camera zoomed in on the action of the blonde tonguing the slit and clit of the brunette. The brunette's fully shaved pussy was clearly aroused and her juices glistened on her pussy lips. The blonde wasted no time in diving into her task, using her tongue and lips to suck on and tease the brunette's clit. The brunette's moans expressed her pleasure with the service being given. The tongue action continued, and my cock was hardening. The blonde obviously knew her stuff, as the brunette had an orgasm quickly. Before we knew it, the two girls were nude and on the couch. I snuck a glance over at Rita to discover that she was definitely into the movie. One hand was hiding between her legs, while the second was inside her robe playing with her nipples. She looked over at me, catching my sly look. She smiled at me, and spread her legs, pulling the robe flaps clear. While her hand hid her pussy from my view, her near nudity only heightened the pressure in my dick. 

Staring me in the eyes, she turned the temperature up another notch as she slowly and deliberately raised one of her legs until it was against the back of the couch, while her other leg hung over the edge. Her pussy was now fully visible for my viewing pleasure. She had my full attention and she knew it. Using both hands now, Rita spread her beautiful pussy lips, showing me how wet her cunt was. My cock was at full mast and begging for attention. Knowing that she would want to see it, I stood and slid down my lounging pants, making sure I stood close to her as it popped free. 

She cooed in happiness as my turgid cock stood proudly in front of her. "Oh, god," she said. "It's as gorgeous as I've imagined it all these years. You don't have a clue how many times I've fantasized about having that cock of yours to play with." Her fingers hadn't stopped teasing her clit, and by now her breathing was labored, as her nerve endings continued to overload her brain with feelings of lust.

I sat back down, trying to claim some control of the evening, "And I've fantasized about you so many times. I don't know if you knew back in high school how much you turned me on. After we would get together and get stoned, I masturbated like crazy when I got home. Usually, at night, I would masturbate to the Playboys that I snuck into the house. But, on the days you and I got together, my imagination of you stripping for me, beat out all the women in the magazines. You were always so sexy in your bikinis. I'm sure you know how much I stared at your boobs."

"Oh, yeah, I remember. It made my pussy tingle, knowing that you were staring at my boobs. They weren't that big then. How do you like them now?" She pulled her hands up to her breasts and squeezed her engorged nipples to accent the question.

As much as I had already been enjoying her boobs, I tried to focus an objective analysis of them. Rita was now in her early fifties, and she was leaning back on the couch. Nonetheless, her breasts stood firmly and proudly on her chest, as good as many sets I'd seen on girls in their twenties. I responded by telling her they were magnificent, but that when I was 16 and 17, her boobs then were the best in the world. I admitted that while I was still in High School, her boobs were the ones that I had a fixation on. Sure, I had felt a few and played with a few, but Rita's had been the ones I had ogled and fantasized the most.

She asked, "What did you think about, when you masturbated about me?" Her hands continued to squeeze her boobs and pinch her nipples.

I raised my eyebrows, realizing that Rita was into this tease as much as I was. My right hand found its way to my cock. I started stroking my cock slowly, as I answered, "Wow, that's a tough one."

"You mean you don't know what you fantasize about, or are you just too embarrassed to tell me?"

I laughed, "Oh, no, I can remember! That's not it. Maybe I am a bit embarrassed about some of my fantasies with you, that's not the real issue. It's just that my fantasies about you when we were teenagers were somewhat tame compared to the fantasies I have nowadays. Some of my current ones can get pretty wild," I admitted.

"Tell me one of the ones you had when we were teens," she pleaded, the fingers of her left hand, now ministering to her clit again, having left her nipples to the sole pleasure of her right hand. We were completely oblivious to the move still playing on the TV.

"Hmmm," I mused. "Well, I kept hoping you'd invite me to spend the night sleeping on your couch or something, after we'd gotten stoned, you know. Anyway, you invite me to stay, and I agree. We stumble back to your apartment, where you throw a sheet and blanket on the couch and disappear into your bedroom. Anyway, I crash on the couch, falling asleep almost instantly. Then, a few hours later, I awaken to the feel of something on my cock. As I come fully awake, I realize that someone's hand is on my cock, and it's not mine. Pretending to still be asleep, I open my eyes just enough to see what's happening. My mind has cleared enough to remember where I am, and as my eyes open, I see that it is really true. There you are stroking my cock with your hands, your eyes focused on my dick. It's already hard, although I have no idea whether it was hard when you started playing with it or not. Without letting you know that I'm awake, I watch as you continue to stroke it." I was stroking my cock fast now, and her three fingers buried deep in her cunt kept pace. Rita was panting and moaning as I continued sharing my fantasy with her, pausing only to make it clear I expected to hear her fantasies of me. As soon as I threatened to stop if she didn't agree, I had her nodding assent instantly. 

"Go on, please," she panted. "I'll tell you, already!"

I was still stroking my cock, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I wanted to fuck Rita so bad, and I knew I could at any time, but I didn't want to shorten the journey. I wanted to enjoy every possible sexual variation on the way to fucking each and every one of her delightful orifices.

I continued, "I could feel the jism building in my balls as you stroked my cock. You were enjoying every moment of play, believing that no one had any idea what you were doing. I continued to pretend to be asleep, as I wanted to see how far you were going to take this. I wasn't disappointed. You slid your hand across my balls causing them to twitch, and you knew I was close. Then you blew my mind and started to lick my shaft with your tongue. That did it." I was very close, and was barely able to tell the story between my moans and groans. Rita's hands were working furiously in her sopping cunt. "As soon as your tongue touched my hard cock, I erupted, shooting cum all over your face and my stomach." On cue, I came in front of Rita shooting a load of cum all over my stomach and chest. 

Rita was screaming right along with me, "Oh, gawwwwd yes. I'm fucking cumming. Fuuuuuuuck!"

"Oh, shiiiit," I moaned as the last globule of my cum dripped from the head of my cock.

We both slumped back onto the couch in exhaustion, catching our breath. Our orgasm induced reverie lasted for several minutes, before Rita took us to the next level. My eyes were still closed when I felt her shift on the couch. I opened them in time to see her leaning forward and reaching out towards me. As I watched silently, Rita slid her forefinger across my abdomen collecting as much of my cum as she could. Our eyes made contact, and she slowly and deliberately moved her finger from my belly to her mouth. Taking her finger covered with my jism into her mouth, she sucked on it, teasing us with her deliberate symbolism. "Mmmm, you taste good," she commented between slurps.

Not to be outdone, I reached out and caressed her pussy, coating my fingers with her juices, and did the same. Her sweet, slightly salty taste was as good as I imagined. We continued to savor our post-orgasmic bliss in silence, as I suspect each of us was unsure where to go from here. Rita, contrary to Henry's hints as to her submissiveness, continued to take the lead in our activities, by proposing, "I guess it's my turn to tell you a story, isn't it?"

I nodded in agreement, "Yeah, it is. But, unlike when I was younger, I appreciate some recovery time. So, I propose that we crash, and you can tell me a story tomorrow evening after I get done with some work I have to do. But, before we crash, I have a couple of request of you."

"Yes?" she asked.

"Henry said that you would behave around here as I asked. Is that correct?"

"Yes, absolutely! You have but only to ask?"

"Okay, here goes, at least until I decide I can't stand it. I want you to wear whatever nightwear that Henry thinks you're sexiest in, and I want you to model it for me before bedtime. You are to keep your bedroom door open at all times, whether you're sleeping dressing, or .... Or whatever." I accented 'the whatever' with a light caress of her still wide open and wet pussy. "Further, when you use the bathroom, the door is to be left open at all times. You are to wear clothes around the house, but they must be slutty and provide as much sexual teasing as possible. At all times, I must have easy access to your tits and cunt. And I can tell you that we will be having company while you're here, and these instructions must be followed then, as well. But, of course, I will likely have more specific instructions at the time. And, I trust that you brought some toys with you. Please have them out for display on the dresser for my inspection tomorrow when I return from work. Do you have a problem with any of this?"

Rita was already playing with her pussy again as I gave her my expectations. "No, sir! I have no problems with those instructions. Henry told me to do whatever you asked! I'm looking forward to it." She inserted three fingers back into her pussy as she spoke and started to pump them in and out.

It was obvious that she wasn't done yet for the night. I knew that my wonderful hand induced orgasm would be my limit for the night, but I wasn't done playing with her though. "Oh, and one more thing," I said. "You must request my permission to masturbate at any time you are here visiting."

She smiled, but said, "That's mean. What are you going to do if I misbehave?"

"That's for me to know, and you to find out. Right now, I want you to stop masturbating and go put on whatever you intend to wear to bed. And make sure it is one of Henry's favorites!"

"Yes, sir!" Rita answered with some reluctance. "I just hope you aren't too mean."

"I assure you that the penalty will fit the crime. Now, let me see what you're wearing to bed!" With that command, she headed for the bedroom, scooping up her robe on the way out. I refilled my Scotch while awaiting her disclosure of Henry's favorite sexy nightwear.

I was not disappointed. I had just settled back into my lounger, when Rita announced her return. "This is most definitely Henry's favorite outfit for me." He picked it out for me right after I finished my recovery from my boob job. I understood why. She was wearing a diaphanous cream colored harem outfit that sensually accented her well tanned skin. The top consisted of a ribbon around the neck holding two panels that covered her breasts, or would have covered her breasts if the panels weren't transparent and didn't have a slit at the front of each panel fully exposing her nipples. The bottoms of the panels were held together by another ribbon that was just under her breasts and tied in the back. As she walked the edging of the panels caresses her aureole and nipples heightening her sensitivity. The pants were tied at the waist and ankles with a ribbon, with the thin material hanging loosely in between. As she rounded my lounger, she raised her right leg and placed it on the arm of my lounger, showing me that the two pantaloons were only joined with the waist ribbon, leaving her crotch available for any type of activity that might be desired.

"You like?" she purred sensually. "Does this meet Your Highness's desire?"

"Oh yeah, it does! Henry has very good taste! In women as well as in lingerie'!" 

I took the opportunity to slide my hand up her exposed thigh. She behaved well, doing nothing to keep me from touching her. I looked into her eyes as my hand got closer and closer to her crotch. Here eyes met mine, but then immediately dropped to the floor in submission. Since I enjoyed seeing into a woman's eyes during sex, I corrected her behavior, telling her, "Rita, even though you are to be totally submissive to me, I enjoy and savor eye contact. So, unless I instruct you otherwise, anytime we make eye contact, you are to look at me, not the floor. Now, look at me!"

She did as instructed and I saw her green eyes light up enthusiastically. As she did so my hand was still sliding up her thighs, now only an inch or so away from her wet pussy. She moaned as my fingers finally made contact with her pussy lips. I slipped two of them into her pussy quite easily, not believing that Rita had now become my plaything as well. The happiness in her eyes, accented by her moans, told me she was enjoying it as much as I was. My cock was stiffening again with excitement.

But, I knew I need a break. "Now, I think it's time to crash, so head off to bed."

She turned and headed back to the bedroom submissively. I had seen that her pussy was still dripping, and I was pretty sure she intended to masturbate in bed, so.... "Oh, and no more masturbation until I tell you!"

She turned and looked at me, very disappointed, and muttered, "Yes, master."