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First Time Milf

By: hardwillingone



First Time M.I.L.F

Let me begin by saying this is my first submission to this outstanding site. The events in this story are true, and I am willing to accept all feedback.

Darcy was my best friend's mom. I had secretly wanted her since the age of 12 when I knew what the thing between my legs was for. Let me describe myself a little before I begin.

At the time I was 18 years old, and heavily involved in every sport I could play. I had a very athletic build for a high school senior, and was voted to all conference team in football, and baseball. I was 6'2", 234 lbs., light brown hair, and green eyes. Many of the girls at my school wanted to be with me, but I chose sports over the girl game. I did not have a regular girlfriend, by choice. Don't get me wrong I was a high school senior so I did like girls, and chased them regularly at after game parties. I usually ended up with one of the cheerleaders, and we would engage in some heavy petting and once in a while venture as far as a blow job, or hand job. I was still a virgin in terms considering.

Darcy was 16 years my elder, having her first born my best friend at the young age of 16. She was short and petite, with an ass to die for. Darcy had short brown hair, nice firm handsize breasts, and a beautiful face with blue eyes. Darcy was always wearing something revealing and in the summer time I would masturbate to her bikini clad image several times over the three months. Darcy spent a lot of time at the swimming pool in their backyard, and I spent a lot of time at Jason's house using the pool and watching his mom sun bathe.

The day in question I arrived at Jason's house at around 11 AM, I knew Jason was at work but we were like brothers and his family did not care if I came over to use the pool. I jumped right in and began swimming around before I noticed nobody was home no cars were there at all. I swam briefly before getting out to use the toilet. I went around the side of the house and pee'd on a tree when I came back around the side of the house Darcy was standing there by the pool removing her shirt. I could not believe what I was seeing. She slowly turned her back to me and undid her pants next. I instantly got hard watching her pants slide over the curves of her ass and hips. Her small, firm little ass came into view and my cock was straining against the front of my shorts. I watched very quietly not wanting her to know I was there. Darcy then completely removed her panties, and when her little shaved pussy popped into view I thought I would cum on the spot. I had never seen anything so enticing in my life, I wanted to walk up behind her and shove my hard cock right into that tight little opening. What she was doing? I don't know but I couldn't resist and slowly pulled on my hard cock through my swim shorts. Darcy then began rubbing sun tan lotion into her body. Rubbing her firm tits and running her hands all over herself. My erection was bigger than I had ever seen it, and I was close to cumming. Darcy then laid down on the lawn chair and began rubbing lotion into her stomach and legs. I had a perfect view of her tight little pussy glistening in the sun. I could not believe I was 20 feet away from my best friend's naked mother and I was stroking my cock.

After about 5 minutes of rubbing in the sun tan lotion on her naked body, Darcy began spending extra time on her firm tits. I would see her hands run the length of them and then slowly squeeze her nipples. In a matter of speaking she was beginning to enjoy her attention, because I could soon see her nipples becoming erect. She continued this slow massage of her tits, and then slowly slid one hand down to her pussy. I watched as she spread her lips apart, and slowly rubbed her hardening clit. Darcy released a low but audible moan as her finger began to circle her clit. She continued this for several moments, until I could see her pussy glistening with its wetness, she was fully aroused and was now beginning to really manipulate her clit. Soon she was raising her hips to meet her finger on her clit, and began to really moan. That is when it happened; I could not take it anymore. I walked up on the deck and stood 5 feet from her as she continued to pleasure herself. She had not seen me. I was so turned on I just took my shorts off and stood there with my eight inch cock in my hand stroking it slowly as I watched her pleasure herself.

Darcy now had two fingers in her tight little pussy while the other hand continued to play with her erect clit. I was in heaven and I could feel the cum starting to rise the length of my penis. It would not be long now, and I would be ready to release myself, and I was going to do it on her tits. Darcy still had no idea I was there, her eyes were closed and she was moaning loud enough that she did not hear my labored breathing as I stroked my hard cock in time with her fingering. 

As Darcy began to convulse and moan in orgasm I walked right up to her and shot the biggest load I had ever seen all over her tits. She screamed, looked at me and became very embarrassed very quickly. I saw the look of embarrassment on her face and just smiled at her, she looked at my cock, and then back at me with wide eyes. Darcy jumped up really quickly and ran into the house. I was so busted I was scared to death that she was in there calling my parents as I quickly put my shorts back on and gathered my things to head home.

As I walked by the house to head home Darcy opened the door standing in a robe and asked me to come in really quickly. She proceeded to tell me how sorry she was and how embarrassed she was to be caught doing such a dirty thing. I told her it was alright that I did it quite frequently and it was really kind of hot watching her. "Really?" she asked. I explained to her that it was the hottest thing I ever saw and my cock got so hard watching. "Yes, it did, and it was rather nice also." What? "Your cock, it was nice." WOW!!! I couldn't believe what she had just said to me. I told her of my fantasies and how by watching her do that to herself, I could contain myself in the future about thinking of being with her. Darcy just smiled, and said "Come over tomorrow, and lets do it again, except this time I want to watch you stroke that big hard cock."

To be continued...

First Time Milf Ch. 02



The next day I showed up at Jason's house the same time as usual. I wasted no time as it was really hot that day. I proceeded right to the pool and jumped in. I wore a pair of white shorts this day on purpose, and I knew when it was wet Darcy would be able to see right through the material to my cock. I had only swum a couple of laps when Darcy showed up pool side; she was wearing a robe and removed it as she stared me in the eye. Darcy was completely naked under the robe and I could feel the stirring in my loin just watching her firm breasts and shaven pussy come into my view.

Darcy wasted no time and slowly started running her hands over her breasts and down her stomach. She told me to come out of the pool so I could have a better view. I slowly eased myself out of the water and watched Darcy's eyes as they flew straight to my crotch. I knew the material of my shorts was stuck to my quickly inflating cock, and I knew she could make out the whole picture. She ohhed as she slowly ran her hand down her stomach and to her quickly wetting pussy. Darcy watched my cock the whole time I was walking towards her, and then she told me to remove my shorts. I did as she asked and she just dropped to her knees in front of me.

"My God, I have never seen such a magnificent piece of cock in my life." She said as she continued to play with her pussy. I slowly began to stroke my cock inches from her gazing view as she played with her pussy. "Chris, I never knew that they came this big, except in those movies." Darcy said as she marveled at my cock. 

My cock is only about 8 inches long, but it is very thick, I am a big man and I can barely get my hand all the way around it. Darcy just watched, with the look of lust in her eyes as I stroked my member to full hardness. Darcy looked at me and asked if she could touch it. "Of course," I said. She slowly reached her hand out and rubbed the head of my cock, and it instantly let out a dribble of pre cum. Darcy AHHHED, as she took the pre cum and rubbed it all over the head of my cock. She continued to rub her hand around the head of my cock, and play with her pussy at the same time. Her fingers were dripping with her wetness and I could see it flowing down the inside of her thighs. I wanted to taste that pussy so badly.

Darcy then brought both hands up and began to stroke my cock with both hands. "I want to taste your cum." "Cum on my face with your big cock." That was all it took. I could feel the cum making its way up my hard shaft. Darcy felt it to, and squeezed my balls away from my cock, and wrapped her hand around the base of my cock and squeezed hard. It kind of hurt, but I felt what it really had done. It stopped my orgasm. She just smiled up at me and said, "Not yet, big boy." I have plans for this big hard cock.

Darcy then lay back on the lawn chair and began to move her fingers in and out of her tightness. "Come here, get real close. I want you to see my pussy up close as I make myself cum." I did as I was told. I got down on my knees and rested my head between her knees; I watched her fingers slide in and out of her wet cunt. Her cunt was so wet that juices were flowing out freely. I could not resist and as she pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy I reached my tongue out and tasted her. I ran my tongue along her fingers and across her clit. She spasmed uncontrollably and came all over her hand. "OH! FUCK! It feels so good." She screamed as I continued to suck on her clit. She continued to buck her pussy against my tongue as her orgasm took hold of her hard. She clawed at my hair as I continued to suck on her hard little clit. I had her juices all over my chin. 

I sat up and looked at her and she gave me a mean scowl. "Why did you do that? Why did you touch me? I am a married woman. I just wanted to have a little fun I didn't want no touching." I was scared and confused, she had just stroked my cock almost to orgasm, and now I was getting yelled at for touching? I was really confused.

"You did something without asking, and I am not very happy about that." Darcy said to me as she stood up. She looked down at my hard cock, and with lust in her eyes said, "Now because you did something without asking you will have to take care of that for yourself." With that she stood up and put her robe on and walked towards the house. I could not believe what was going on. I was very confused, but very turned on at the same time. As she entered the house I laid back on the lawn chair she was on and grabbed her sun tan oil. I slowly squirted the oil all over my hard cock and began to stroke the full length of it, as I remembered what had just happened, with the woman of my fantasies. I looked over at the house as I was stroking my cock, and saw Darcy standing in the window playing with herself. She was watching me. I stroked my cock with one thing in mind, to cum when she came. I slowed my strokes down and watched her face intently. As I saw her throw her head back and open her mouth I began to stroke faster. I felt the cum coming up the length of my cock, and that is when it hit me. I had an idea. I would have Darcy, and she would beg for it. LOL I did not finish my orgasm I stopped just before I came and saw the disappointment in her eyes, and I stood up and put my shorts on. I jumped into the pool to cool off. As I was gathering my things to leave Darcy came to the front door again. "Why did you stop?" "How come you didn't finish stroking your hard cock off?" I just laughed at her and went home. 

To be continued..



First Time Milf Ch. 03



Chp. 3

Today was going to be different. Today I would have Darcy, and she would beg for it. I had planned this and thought about it since the occurrence from yesterday. I was going to show Darcy what this cock of mine would get me.

I went over to Jason's house about the same time as I had every other day this summer. I had not worn any swim trunks this time. 

Jason was out of town and would not be back for two days with his step dad, Darcy's husband. I decided since nobody but Darcy had the potential of being there that I would just skinny dip, and tan in the nude. 

All part of my big plan. I took all of my clothes off and left them in the corner of the deck, I then jumped into the pool, I swam around a few laps and then noticed Darcy watching me from her bedroom window. I pretended like I had not seen her, as I climbed out of the pool. 

I laid down on the lawn chair with my manhood laying over on my right leg. I just laid there soaking up the sun, and briefly imagining what Darcy was doing looking at me through her bedroom window. Was she watching me with her fingers buried in that tight little cunt that I would be owning in a few hours? Was she stroking her stiff little clit imagining what it would be like to have my hard cock buried inside of her? Who knows and who cared? I was here for a reason and this was all part of the plan.

After about 30 minutes Darcy emerged from the house. "I am sorry about yesterday" I said.

she told me it was alright just don't touch her again without asking. 

"Why are you out here naked anyway?" Darcy asked. 

"Well I didn't think anyone was home, and you have already seen me naked anyway, so why worry about clothing?"

"Oh, I see" said Darcy. 

"Mind if I join you?" She asked, as she took her robe off showing me her hot body once again.

Even though my plan was falling into place just as I had suspected, I could not contain what her image did to me. My cock slowly began to inflate and moved up my belly, until it was resting there semi engorged with blood. Darcy was looking at it, and I could tell she wanted it. 

"Nope, I don't mind at all, I rather enjoy looking at your naked body." I said laughing.

she looked at my cock and said, "I can tell". 

After laying there for about 15 minutes Darcy asked me if I wanted to do it again. 

I asked "Do what?" "tease me to an inch of cumming and then leave me hanging?" 

"No, I am sorry about that, I was just scared when you made me cum with your tongue." Darcy said sympathetically. 

"Well the way I see it is that you owe me one." I said. 

"What?" She asked. "I am not going to do anything for you in that manner, my husband loves me very much and I have to be true to him." Darcy said.

"Yeah, but does your husband have a cock like this, and do you masturbate just at the site of your husbands cock?" I asked. Darcy was pissed now, she could not believe that I was talking back to her, and in my favor it was all truth. 

"No he doesn't have a cock as big as yours, but he knows how to use it, even if it is only once a month" she said under her breath. 

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, just talking to myself" she said.

"Look Darcy, I can see your pussy is wet and you haven't even touched it. I know you want to feel this hard cock in you." I said as I stroked my cock the entire length. "So look, lets quit the BS and just get on with it. I want to taste your pussy again, may I?" 

"I do not want to fuck you." Darcy said and she started to get up, I quickly moved over on top of her straddling her chest with my hard cock laying between her firm tits. She squirmed a little, and told me to let her up. 

I told her "No" Not until you tell me why you keep coming out here everyday." 

"Is it because you are amazed with my cock, or is it because you love the attention of a man?" 

"Kind of both." She said. 

I slowly rubbed my cock inbetween her tits, and she moaned. 

"I want nothing more than to please you right now, but I will not do anything unless you ask for it." I told her. 

I continued to rub my cock between her firm tits, and I could feel the blood filling my cock to full hardness. 

Darcy moaned again and rubbed her legs together. 

"Are you wet? Do you want me to please you? Do you want to feel my tongue on your clit again?" 

"Yes, whatever just do not put your cock in me."

I moved down between her legs.

Darcy moaned immediately as I ran my tongue over her wet slit. She was so wet, and hot and I hadn't even touched her yet. I think she liked the forcefulness I showed. I slowly ran my tongue from her clit to her asshole and then back up again. She was moaning consistently now, and begging me to eat her out. 

"Please eat my pussy, make me cum Chris, I want to feel your tongue in my pussy." 

I dove into her and ate her pussy like a possessed man. I could feel her climax building and continued my assault. Her juices were flowing down around her asshole, so I reached my tongue down there and cleaned it up. She went crazy when I used my tongue on her ass, I thought she was going to pass out she was screamed so hard. I could tell from her movements that she was about to cum, so I stood up and stopped. 

I laughed, and stroked my cock as she looked at me like I was crazy. 

"Why did you stop?" 

"I want you. And you will ask for it." 

"Please Chris make me cum. Use your tongue on my pussy and ass, and make me cum please." 

"First I want you to suck my cock." "No, I can't my husband will find out, and I don't want to hurt him." 

"Steve is gone, and will not be home for two days he will not find out anything, You have already gone past the point, of nothing happened." 

"You have used me for your pleasure and now it is my turn." 

"I am going to fuck you today, but you will ask for it." 

I picked her up and took her into the house, she was fighting me the whole time, but never screamed. I threw her down on her bed and straddled her chest again. With my thick cock laying between her breasts I reached back and started fingering her little clit. She began to moan again quickly, her orgasm had not subsided as much as I had hoped it had. I continued my manipulation of her clit as I continued to rub my cock back and forth between her tits.

Just as Darcy started bucking her hips forward and moaning out in pleasure I stopped. 

"What the hell, why do you keep stopping?" 

"Make me cum now!" 

"What?" I asked as I flipped her over on the bed and then straddled her ass. My hard cock was now resting between her tight little ass cheeks, and she was moaning and pushing back into me. 

"I say what happens here, Do you understand?" I asked her. 

"I will not let you cum until you understand I am in control here. Is that understood?" 

"Yes, Chris" Is all she said and she continued to push back into me with her ass. My cock was straining to penetrate her, but my plan was for her to ask. 

I took my cock and slowly slid it up and down her slit, it was so wet it would have slid in easily, but I denied this to her. She was pushing back trying to get my cock in her, and I made my move.

"So Darcy, you want this hard cock in you don't you?" 

"Yes" she said. 

"Well all you have to do is tell me you will help me with this erection whenever I need your help, and I will make you cum. I will pleasure you beyond your wildest fantasies. I will fuck you like you have never been fucked, and I will reach places that have never been reached." 

"Do you want that Darcy?" 

"Yes, Please fuck me, I will do anything you ask just make me cum." 

"I want to feel that big hard cock inside me now." 

"PLEASE FUCK ME NOW"

I had it, she had asked for it, and I was going to give it to her. I slowly slid the head of my cock into her tight, wet little cunt from behind she started moaning loudly as I pushed the head past her tight lips. She was so tight, I could not believe this woman had given birth to my best friend. 

She started cumming when I had about three inches of my cock into her, and when I felt her pussy convulse around my cock I sank all eight inches into her. She cried out in pain and pleasure at the same time, as she finished her orgasm with my cock buried to the balls in her tight cunt. 

"Oh FUCK!!! I am CUMMING, your cock is so big, I can't believe it is all in their." 

"FUCKING SO GOOD!! FUCK ME now."

I began a steady slow thrusting of my cock, pulling it all the way out and pushing it all the way back in. Darcy was cumming continuously around my hard shaft; I could not believe how much she was cumming. Her juices were pooled up in a puddle on the bed spread, and she just kept cumming. 

After several minutes of this I pulled Darcy up on to her knees and began to fuck her doggy style. She was moaning with constant pleasure telling me to fuck her harder, fuck her deeper, she just could not get enough. 

"OH MY GOD, Your cock is so FUCKING big" 

"I love your cock" 

Were the sounds filling the room in between her moans and gasps of pleasure. Her pussy convulsed again around my shaft as her fourth orgasm began I continued to fuck her hard and deep and I played with her asshole as she finished her orgasm. 

"OH MY GOD!! THAT's IT PLAY WITH MY ASS" 

"OH FUCK AHHHH!!! I AM CUMMING ALL OVER THAT BIG HARD COCK AGAIN!!"

That did it for me with this convulsion her body began to quake and I couldn't take it any longer. I pulled my cock from her tightness with a pop and exploded jet after jet of hot cum all over her ass and back. 

"Fuck you are tight Darcy!" 

"That was the best pussy I ever had" (and the only to this point.. LOL).. 

"Chris, you can have this pussy whenver you want it, I have never cum like that in my life." Darcy said as she reached back and stroked my softening cock. 

"This is just the beginning." She said as my cock began to grow again.



First Time Milking



I had not seen Linds in a while. She stopped by with her friend Joan. I had never seen Joan before. She was beautiful, long brown hair and long slender shapely legs to match. They both wore short skirts that hugged their figure. They stopped by to pay a visit and check up on me. I quickly found out the real reason for their visit. They wanted to know if they could have a party at my place and to invite a few friends from college and the local area. I really did not have a problem with that but played like I did. And of course Linds knew just how to sway me over to her way of thinking. 

Linds got that look in her eyes that I know so well, and Joan smiled wickedly at me and turned to Linds saying, "Well, I guess we will have to convince him somehow."

Linds giggled, "Hmmm, it has been a while since I had him between my feet and toes. Maybe that would work." I looked at her feet. She wore pumps and her high arches looked so inviting. 

I laughed, "Ladies, that would definitely put me in the right frame of mind."

They both laughed and Linds said, "To the bedroom then!" We made our way up the stairs making sure I positioned myself behind them. Joan was directly in front of me and I had a great vantage point of her tight ass and shapely calves. 

Joan looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. 

Linds commented, "Joan, you have to try that milking thing out on Mr. C." 

We made our way into my bedroom and Linds said, "Only if he wants to."

I sat on the bed removing my clothes and asked them, "What is this milking thing you two are talking about?"

Linds said, "It is something Joan has been doing with her boyfriend. I will let her explain it to you."

I had gotten over feeling uncomfortable in the nude in Linds presence. However, being naked in front of Joan, whom I just met, made me feel a bit uneasy. 

I stretched out on the bed and Joan smiled saying, "Mmmmm, Linds you were right, for a 40 year old man he does not have a bad looking body." 

This put me more at ease with her. I watched as they both slipped off their shoes. Joan's feet looked amazing. Linds was wearing pumps and Joan had on a pair of black mules. 

Linds sat on the bed cross-legged next to my right hip. She pulled her long hair back over her shoulders and then grabbed my already hard cock and began to fondle it. 

Linds approached the foot of the bed saying to me, "Make room for me and spread your legs please."

I did as she instructed and watched as she took a seat on the bed between my legs. She also sat crossed-legged. Her legs were amazingly long and shapely. Her calves were smooth and nicely formed. She lifted each of my legs up and rested them on top of her crossed thighs. With my legs raised atop her thighs she was able to scoot in closer to me between them. Linds continued to stroke my shaft causing me to moan. She leaned over me, her beautiful face hovering over mine smiling as she said, "I love the way you feel in my hands."

Joan said, "Let me." And reached over grabbing my cock. Linds released me and leaned over to the bedside stand and pulled out the bottle of baby oil from the drawer. She applied a generous amount over my cock and Joan's stroking hand. Joan's fingers were slender and much longer than Linds and wrapped completely around my throbbing shaft. 

As Linds applied a liberal amount of oil Joan smiled saying, "That's better, I like the slippery feel and smacking sound a cock makes in my hand." 

After a few more strokes she stopped stroking my shaft and began to rub her long thumb very slowly up and down along the sensitive glands at the head of my cock. She finished each slow torturous thumb rub by squeezing the head of my cock firmly. Her doing this to me caused my body to tense up and raise my hips into the air. She saw what her thumb rubbing was doing to me and smiled. Linds saw this and reached in with her left hand grabbing the shaft of my cock between her fingers and stroked it while Joan continued to relentlessly rub and squeeze my sensitive head. 

Linds said, "He likes it when you do that with your thumb."

Joan replied, "I can see that. His body is really tense."

I moaned each time Joan's thumb passed over my cock's swollen head. She was relentless as was Linds who continued to pump my shaft. It did not take long before I started to ooze precum. I watched as it leaked out of my slit and on to Joan's thumb. 

Joan giggled saying, "There it is. Amazing what my thumb can do." 

Linds said, "His cock is throbbing in my hand."

Joan said, "That's a good sign."

Linds and Joan stopped what they were doing and Joan began to fondle my balls as she explained to me about how she wanted to milk me. She explained that she would insert her finger up my ass pumping it against my prostrate. All the while keeping me hard. She said it would allow me to remain hard much longer and my orgasm would be much more intense and longer.

After explaining all this to me I was pretty sure it was not for me. I said, "I do not like anything stuck up my ass. I prefer to remain a virgin there."

Linds laughed, "Oh c'mon just try it once. I will keep playing with your cock while she does it."

Joan said, "It will not hurt you. I have done this many times to Ron, my boyfriend, and he says it is so intense. I know what I am doing and I promise to be gentle."

They both continued to talk to me about it trying to convince me. Joan kept playing with my balls. I watched as her slender fingers worked their magic. Finally after much deliberation I agreed. I further explained that the moment I said stop they would have to stop. They agreed.

Joan slid my legs off of hers and got up from the bed. She made her way over to where she had placed her purse and brought back with her a small jar of KY jelly. I commented, "Do you always carry that with you." 

She smiled at me saying, "I never leave home without it."

She assumed her position between my legs, only this time scooted herself in even closer causing my hips to spread even wider and my buttocks to tilt up higher towards her.

Linds looked on and asked Joan what should she do?

Joan told her to get me to the point of precum again while she does her thing.

Linds immediately placed her foot in my lap and inserted my cock in between her big toe and second toe. She began to jerk my cock the length of my shaft all the way up to the head where she paused and gently wiggled her toes back and forth a few times then stroked me again. It was driving me crazy and she knew it. I fit very tightly between her toes. 

Joan said, "I can tell u have done this before." She poked her finger in the jar and pulled out a healthy dollop of KY.

Linds said, "It shouldn't take too long before he starts oozing. I just have to work his head between my toes."

Her toes were working me over good. I began moving my hips up and down and my moans of pleasure were coming more frequently.

Linds raised up her other leg and laid it across my lower abdomen pressing it against the shaft of my cock propping it upright. The sight and weight of her smooth shapely calf across my abdomen excited me further. 

Joan reach down between my butt cheeks and I felt her gently separate them she lowered her face down a bit to get a better view. She smiled at me and said, "Nice virgin bud you have there. Now you have to relax and let my finger slide in. Do not tighten it up. I promise it won't hurt."

I felt her apply the lube against my rectum and then she gently entered her finger up to the first digit. I could not help but tighten my muscles. She smiled at me and said, "Relax now, I am going to move it around a bit so you get use to my finger." Linds continued to stroke me between her toes as I felt Joan's finger moving up down and around inside me. After a while I felt her finger enter me further. I asked, "Is that it?"

Joan laughed, "Oh no. Only half way, I still got more to go sweetie. I can feel your muscles contracting around my finger. You have to relax and accept me." Then she smiled at me and said, "I love pumping my fingers inside a virgin. At this moment you probably feel a sensation of being violated. That's okay, the feeling of being violated is normal, don't worry after a while the feeling will go away. You and I are going to be real close." Her smile broadened even wider as she pushed her finger in even further.

I said, "I am trying to relax but God u have long fingers!"

They both laughed and Joan said, "That's funny…Ron tells me the same thing." She then added, "I am going to move it around again so you get use to it."

I began to breath harder and Linds asked, "How you doing sweetie? Does it feel okay?"

All I could do was grunt and take short breaths.

I tried to take my mind off of what Joan was doing to me as I concentrated on Lind's golden toes working over my cock. I could not help but move my hips up and down. She applied more oil to her toes and reached down with a free hand to stroke my shaft while her toes began to squeeze and work harder on the sensitive area of my head. 

Joan concentrated on what she was doing to me as I felt her finger move even further inside me. She said, "almost there now." 

I gasped, "Thank goodness."

Linds commented on how my cock was throbbing and twitching.

Joan said, "That's good he is responding to what I am doing to him."

Linds said excitedly, "There it is, he is starting to precum now." 

I looked at Linds toes and saw beads of my precum ooze out of my slit and onto her beautiful toes.

Suddenly I felt Joan's finger slip in further and press against what had to be my prostrate. I arched my back up and groaned loudly, "Oh God!" 

Joan said, "That's it I am all the way in now. See how he responded Linds?" Linds laughed, "Hell yes! He bucked so high my knee almost rammed into my chin."

Joan bent her head down further to examine what she was doing to me saying, " I just poked something inside him never touched before." 

Linds said, " That's so wonderful." 

I relaxed a bit then Joan moved the tip of her finger back and forth against my prostrate. she called it my squirt button. Each time she touched it I felt a tingle race down my legs and into my toes. I also felt a tingle at the head of my cock. 

Joan said, "Now we start to milk him Linds. Stop stroking him for a while. Keep him between your toes. I am going to pump his squirt button." 

Linds kept my cock locked between her toes. Joan began to slowly pump her finger in and out of my rectum, each time ensuring she made contact with my so called squirt button. She was right about me feeling violated. Yet it felt amazing. I remained hard as I felt her finger move in and out of me. Each time her finger hit my button I felt it in my cock. Suddenly she created a new sensation as I felt her enter me with two fingers. She increased the speed of her thrusts and before long I saw my cum oozing out of my slit. At first I thought it was precum but there was too much of it and it flowed freely. The sensation was strange, as I had no prior feeling of it coming. The flow was beyond my control. Each time she made contact with my prostrate more would flow out in a steady stream. I could not help but moan as I watched it flow onto Lind's perfect toes and foot. 

Linds was beside herself as she looked on in awe, "Oh my God he is leaking like crazy look at it, all over my foot! It feels so hot. I love it!" 

Joan laughed, "I know. It's great. All I have to do is keep hitting his button." 

Joan reached in with her free hand and lifted my heavy balls up fondling them as she increased the pace of her fingers inside me. After several minutes my tense muscles began to tire and I began to let myself go. I became more relaxed as Joan's relentless pounding continued. I could feel the knuckles of her remaining fingers push against my ass cheeks each time she shoved her fingers inside me. Joan recognized the state of relaxation I was feeling and looked up at me smiling, "That's better now, just relax and let us milk you dry." She told Linds to start jerking me again while she tries something new.

Joan removed her fingers from me and repositioned herself saying, "So you like toes and feet eh, well I am gonna finish milking you with my toes." 

Linds said, " You go girl, give him those long sweet toes, that's what he wants. " 

I watched as Joan remained seated between my legs and pulled her knees up to her chest. She then reached back down spreading my cheeks with her hands. I felt one of her big toes enter my rectum slowly and smoothly. All the way in and then I felt it hit my squirt button just as her finger had done before. 

She said, "Oh yes he is very receptive, good and loose now."

My God! It felt amazing as she began to rub the tip of her toe against my prostrate up and down and around. Seeing her long beautiful legs between my legs and feeling her toe pressing against my insides excited me to no end. I rose up onto my elbows, my body shaking with sexual bliss. Linds looked at me and giggled as she continued to squeeze the head of my cock between her toes and stroke my shaft with her fingers. All the while Linds continued to flex her foot as her toe rubbed and pressed my button. 

I was shaking with excitement, delirious and on the edge as I watched a slow steady stream of cum ooze out onto Lind's foot every time Joan's slender ankle flexed, moving her toe inside me. I watched the muscles in Linds calf move each time her ankle flexed. I could not help but moan each time I saw this and felt her toe press inside me. 

Each time, my body shook uncontrollably when Lind's toe rubbed my sensitive head and Joan's toe hit my button. 

Linds said, "Wow! I have never seen him like this. He is losing it Joan." Linds reached over and ran her hand gently along the side of my flushed face. 

Joan said, "I know. That's what I like about milking a guy. It gives me complete control." 

I gasped through my excitement. "Amazing! Your legs are so beautiful Joan." I leaned forward and tried to touch them but I could not. 

Joan laughed and said, "Why thank you." She then raised her right leg and gently placed her calf across the top of my cock and began to rub it back and forth. My cum was flowing continuously as I watched it ooze onto her shapely calf. Her toe continued to work my rectum and Linds slid her toes down my shaft stroking it faster. 

Joan smiled wickedly at me and commented, "That's nice isn't it?"

I fell back onto the bed closing my eyes as I felt myself being swallowed by these leggy vixens.

Seeing me do this they both laughed as they continued to work me over with their hands, toes, and legs. 

Linds said, "I think all this stimulation is almost more than he can stand. He does not know if he is cumming or going." 

Joan giggled, "You don't know how true a statement that is. Right now his brain is telling him one thing but his body is doing something else."

The sensation caused by Joan's toe was incredible and prevented me from a complete orgasm. I continued to ooze my juices for several minutes. I could not control it. My level of excitement was controlled by the pressure of Joan's toe and Lind's feet and toes on my throbbing cock.

It was a strange sensation in that I was being held back from an exploding orgasm. At the same time the urge was not as strong. Joan had a lot to do with that, as she seemed to know just the right amount of pressure to apply with her toe. 

After what seemed like an eternity Joan finally said, "Lets make him explode now." 

Linds smiled hungrily and said, "Yes. Lets." Then she asked me, "Are you ready to explode?"

My senses were a wreck as I breathed heavily. My heart was racing and my blood felt like fire burning in my veins. I responded through heated breath, "Yes…yes."

Joan and Linds laughed seeing how I was struggling beneath them.

Joan said, "Okay. I am going to start pumping him and you work your magic Linds."

Linds raised her left leg that was resting across my abdomen and locked the base of my shaft between the big toe and second toe. She kept the head of my cock locked between the same toes of her right foot and preceded to jerk me with her feet. Joan tucked her right leg back into her chest and inserted her other big toe into my hole. When she did this I came out of my skin shouting, "No! no! Not both of them!"

Joan leaned forward placing both her hands on my hips saying, "Sssshhhhhh, just relax and let it go," as she consoled me I felt her slowly push her other toe deeper inside me saying, "almost there sweetie."

I squirmed watching her as she looked down between my legs intensely. All the while feeling her toe slip further in along side the other one. Once I felt the tips of her remaining digits push against the outside of my rectum I knew her toe was fully inserted. She looked up and smiled at me and wrapped her arms around the front of her long tucked legs and resting her chin on top of her knees said, "There that's not so bad now is it? Both my toes are inside all the way." I felt her wiggle them up and down inside me as she giggled. This caused me to thrust my hips up involuntarily as I released a long groan saying, "Oh my God."

Linds continued to pump my hard throbbing shaft and leaned over to look at Joan's feet saying , "Oh my God, that looks awesome! I definitely want to try that."

Joan said, "Here we go." She started to slowly pump her toes in and out of me while Linds quickened her jerks on my cock. I matched their pumping and jerking as best I could with thrusts of my own. Each time I felt Joan's toes enter me and press against my squirt button I could not help but grunt. Linds matched Joan's pumping toes with her jerking of my shaft. After a while we reached a good rhythm. Both girls realized this as well and Linds said, "Now we got it going good." 

Joan looked over at Linds saying, "Yep, it won't be long now." 

Joan said, "He is really loose down here now. He is getting use to my toes."

She began to pump her toes in and out much faster and harder. She unwrapped her arms from around her legs and grabbed my balls with both sets of her fingers and began to fondle them by gently squeezing them and pulling on them. She cupped my swollen balls from underneath with her left hand lifting them up and slowly ran the tips of her fingernails of her right hand across the taught skin sending more shivers through my body. The sensation of her nail tips rubbing back and forth across my nuts sack was a totally new sensation to me. The muscle tone in her legs looked amazing as she flexed her ankles and pumped her toes in and out of my hole. All the while the smile never left her petite pretty face as she concentrated on what she was doing to me. Feeling her fingers fondling my balls and watching her long legs while she smiled at me from above her knees was driving me crazy. My cock was twitching like never before between both sets of Linds toes as she began to concentrate most of her efforts on the swollen head of my cock. Seeing and feeling all this I could not help but raise up in the seated position almost shouting out, "Oh God, oh God!", in unison to Linds strokes and Joan's pumping toes. Their efforts felt so strong as my limp body was totally given to them. I could feel my body being physically rocked back and forth along the bed. They were pounding me pretty hard. Joan's legs were powerful as she was thrusting her toes into me. I was amazed at the strength I felt coming from her long legs and the seemingly tireless effort they exuded. Through prior experience I knew the same was true about Lind's legs. She studied dance and could go on for hours if need be. I knew I would not last long. Eventually it would all come out in the end...right between Linds magnificently tanned toes. 

Just as I was beginning to feel the desire to finally cum I felt Joan lift my nuts up between her groping fingers. She then pressed the tips of her toes harder than she had done before against my Squirt button and gently pinched it between them, gripping it firmly with her toes she began to lightly tug and push back and forth on it. 




First Time Milking



I jerked completely upright into a seated position, releasing a loud half scream, half groan. I closed my eyes seeing colors red and white flashed across my mind. I opened my eyes to see Joan stretched out backwards on the bed and resting on her elbows. She smiled up at me saying, "I never did this with my toes before. Normally I pinch it between my fingers and tug on the tiny squirt button. I got it between the tips of my toes now." 

I bent forward over Lind's pumping toes staring down at Joan's petite feet half buried between my ass cheeks. The looked back up at her incredibly beautiful long legs slightly bent at the knees. I watched her ankles flex slightly, the same time feeling the tug on my throbbing prostrate. I reached between my legs and grabbed each slender flexing ankle almost tempted to pull them away from between my legs. Instead I caressed them feeling the strength and smooth elegance they possessed. 

Joan turned to Linds and laughed saying, "Look Linds, he is in sexual bliss."

I closed my eyes hearing Linds say, "I would have to say yes, because whatever you started doing to him with your toes has resulted in a real gusher between my toes. Look at my feet. He is leaking all over my them. They are completely soaked now."

I opened my eyes and saw Linds was not exaggerating. Both her feet looked completely wet.

Hearing and seeing my response as I rose up and flopped back down caused them to both giggle and look at each other. My cum continued to leak steadily from my cock even more so than before as I could hear the smacking sound created by Lind's toe strokes. 

Suddenly the familiar sensation I had been waiting for arrived, as I felt the urge to explode begin to build up inside me. I reached over in front of me and clutched Lind's long shapely legs in my arms. A sign that Linds was familiar with, having given me many foot jobs in the past. It was a gentle display of submission on my behalf that I was on the verge of cumming. She knew this and smiled at me wrapping her left arm around my neck hugging me as I shook with excitement. 

She pressed her lips against my ear whispering to me as she has done so many times in the past, "That's it sweetie grab my legs and hold on. Let it come. I want to feel your hot seed all over my toes and feet. Rub my smooth legs. Let it all out." 

Joan said, "Awwww, isn't that sweet. He is shaking like crazy."

Linds said, "He always hugs my legs like this when he is about to blow his load. I love it, feeling his body shake against my legs as he loses it."

Joan sat back up with her knees tucked into her chest and finally released my prostrate from between the tips of her soft toes and continued to pump me. I felt her toes touch my sensitive squirt button more frequently. My body was tingling all over as my shakes became more violent. I clutched Lind's legs even harder into my chest feeling her smooth muscles flexing with each stroke as I shouted, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" 

Joan stopped her pumping and withdrew her toes halfway out of my hole and began to wiggle them up and down. With Joan's knees pressed tightly into my neck, I looked over at Joan's smiling face as I felt my cum rising up my shaft. 

Linds continued whispering in my ear as her toes stroked me in powerful jerks saying, "Cum on my toes come on baby, come on."

My body locked up hard and Linds said, "That's it he is cumming now!" She pulled away to watch my cock blow between her toes as I clutched her powerful legs into my chest. I watched Joan fondle my balls even faster, rolling them between her fingertips and felt her slide her toes the rest of the way into my hole. Her timing was incredible as I felt the tip of her soft toes press against my squirt button as she wiggled them up and down. The last thing I remember seeing before closing my eyes in complete orgasmic bliss was her wickedly smiling face above her knees as she winked at me saying, "blow hard for me baby."

I did exactly that, as I grunted hard between my clenched teeth and felt the most incredible orgasm ever. I buried my face between the tops of Lind's knees as I felt her toes clench my shaft and head in one final powerful upward jerk. Feeling all this at once was too much as I threw myself back down on the bed feeling the first load leave my body. 

I heard Linds gasp, "Oh my! Oh my! That one was incredible." 

I then felt Joan's toes flex again, rubbing across my squirt button, causing me to rise back up in tense excitement. I groaned, "Oh God, I'm cumming!"

I heard Linds comment nonchalantly followed by a giggle, "Hmmmm, didn't he say that already."

I gripped Lind's shapely calves in my hands feeling them flex as she squeezed the head of my cock yet again between her toes jerking it quickly up and down in rapid fashion. I grunted and threw myself back down onto the bed a second time as I felt another load escape me. 

Linds said, "Wow! That hit hard!"

I heard Joan giggle and yet again I felt the tips of her hot toes press even harder into my squirt button and wiggle up and down against it. 

My body locked once again causing me to rise back up for the third time. I opened my eyes through a glaze and saw Joan looking down between my legs as she squeezed and pulled gently on my swollen balls. Linds continued to pump me between her toes and reached over with her index finger slowly rubbing the slit of my cock. I watched as she rubbed the cum from her fingertip into her calf smiling at me as she did this. She then jerked up with her toes causing her calves to flex in my clenching arms and against my chest, as I felt another load being pulled from me. I groaned, "I'm cumming!" as it left me.

Joan laughed, "Honey, you been cuming."

I was breathing hard trying to catch my breath as yet again I felt Joan's toes rub against my throbbing squirt button, I could not believe I was still hard between Lind's toes. I could not rise up any more as I just lay there twitching uncontrollably watching Lind's strong legs rise up and down pulling out load after load from my tired body. The tips of Joan's toes felt like warm prods against my prostrate. My rectum felt completely numb around her toes. 

Throughout this all I watched as every so often Linds continued to rub the head of my cock with her finger and then rub the cum into her swaying shapely calf. Occasionally she let the cum pool up in the connecting skin between her toes and scoop it up on her finger rubbing it into her calf as well. 

I knew she could go on forever like this. There is not enough cum in the world to satisfy her. She was enjoying herself. Her golden tanned toes and legs were magnificent. I finally had enough and said, "Joan stop. Pleeease stop." 

She asked, "Are you sure?"

I shouted, "Oh God yes I am sure! You both are killing me!"

Joan laughed as she withdrew her toes from inside me. Linds responded with, "My God! I had never seen so much. I was rubbing it all over my legs. Another hour and we could take a bath in it. He's still hard though?"

Joan laughed, "That's okay we can gently finish of what is left."

It was amazing. As soon as Joan removed her toes from my rectum my body relaxed like a wet dish rag. I pulled myself up resting my back against the headboard breathing like I had just finished running a marathon. Linds released my cock from her toe grip as Joan scooted in further between my legs. She then placed her legs in my lap in such a way as to sandwich my hard cock between her right shin and left calf in a cross legged fashion. She looked at Linds and smiled asking, "May I? I love finishing a guy off by sucking him dry." 

Linds giggled, "By all means, you deserve it. Besides I don't think he will mind." Then she looked at me and smiled. Joan pulled her black hair away from her beautiful face smiled at me and swallowed my cock. Linds got on her knees and moved over behind me sliding in between my back and the headboard so that I rested in between her legs. She then wrapped her long legs around me resting them across my abdomen. Joan's mouth felt amazing, so warm and soft around the head of my cock. She used her hands to lift her legs up and down along my shaft while her tongue and mouth sucked on the head. 

I lay my head back onto Lind's chest and moaned, "Oh Joan your mouth and legs are incredible." I gripped Lind's smooth calves that were crossed on top of my body and rubbed them as I watched Joan's head bob up and down and around the head of my cock. Occasionally Joan lifted her head, smacked her lips, and smiled at me. Linds spoke to me the whole time telling me about the orgasms I had just minutes ago between her toes. 

She said, "Your loads shot so hard and thick. One landed all the way up the inside of my knee. That one surprised me. Another one hit inside my left calf. My feet are completely soaked with your milk. I never have seen so much cum."

I said, "Oh God, oh God, I am about to cum again Joan." 

Linds laughed knowing how much I love to hear her talk dirty to me, and Joan moaned with my cock in her mouth and clenched my cock firmer between her shin and calf, jerking it up and down into her mouth. Feeling this I began to throw my hips up into Joan's beautiful sucking mouth. She firmly clenched her lips around the head as I felt the tip of her soft tongue sliding up and down over the sensitive gland of my head. 

Linds wrapped her beautiful shapely legs tighter around me and began running her slender fingers through my hair saying, "Let it come sweetie. Shoot it out into Joan's warm mouth. Give it all to her." 

I arched my back up against Lind's clamping legs and threw my hips up against the weight of Joan's stroking legs in my lap, as best as I was able. I had little strength left in me after what they had done to me. 

Joan sensed my imminent orgasm and really started to work the head of my cock with her sweet mouth and twirling tongue. My body tightened as I jerked and groaned feeling my cum rise inside me. Joan raised her head up slightly opening her mouth above my cock resting the head of my cock against her tongue. She stared up at me as she did this and began to stroke my shaft in full measure between her legs. Up and down, up and down I watched her beautiful legs pump. Linds lowered her face to my ear saying, "Look at that beautiful mouth. Cum into her mouth. Feel her legs stroking your cock." 

Linds continued to look at me as I saw an opened mouth smile cross her face. I continued to concentrate on my throbbing cock being stroked by her beautiful legs. 

My body was quivering like crazy between Lind's legs. I could not believe I had not cum yet! Why? Was I completely spent from earlier?

Linds said, "Let me help before he has a heart attack."

Linds lifted her incredibly long legs, resting the soles of her feet flat upon my lower abdomen and began rubbing them up and down, running her soft toes through my pubic hairs. She slipped her toes under Joan's pumping legs and then back up again. Back and forth she did this, curling her toes down into my skin, running my pubic hairs between her toes. She said to Joan, "He likes the feel of my toes pressing into him down there. I like it too. Feeling his silky pubes running between my toes."

Lind's has the shapeliest calves I have ever seen on a woman. Watching her calves sway loosely back and forth in front of me as she did this was too much. I cupped them in my hands. 

Linds continued to run her fingers through my hair and in a soft gentle voice said, "How's that sweetie, you gonna blow now? Concentrate on feeling my toes push your cum out of you."

Joan felt it in my cock as well. She smiled again as I watched her legs pump up a final stroke forcing a load from my cock. It landed squarely on her tongue. Linds saw this as well and giggled. She curled her toes downward and slid them harder back down to the base of my cock. Joan's legs pumped another load out into her smiling open mouth. It landed on her upper lip and back onto her waiting tongue. Joan continued to stare at me as another load eeked out onto her warm tongue. Then she lowered her beautiful small face back down and closed her mouth around the very tip of my cock as she finished stroking me with her legs. 

My body went limp, as did my cock. As my cock shriveled Joan took more and more of it into her mouth until I was completely flaccid. She twirled my flaccid member around with her soft tongue. 

I was completely spent. My body exhausted. I lay there between Lind's legs rubbing them as I caught my breath. Linds lifted her head but kept my flaccid cock between her lovely legs.

I said, "Ladies, that was incredible we need to do this again."

They laughed and Joan said to Linds, "See I told you he would like being milked."

I lay there amongst their fine bodies and beautiful Legs and feet with my eyes close as they spoke among themselves. Linds asked a lot of questions about how often should she milk a guy and what is too much. What does the prostrate feel like, etc?

I thought it was kind of funny how they talked about it like I was a cow or something. 

As they spoke Linds continued to apprehensively and gently fondle my cock and balls, occasionally looking down at it. All the while she addressed Linds questions. The dexterity of her slender fingers was amazing as she played with my genitals; it seemed to be second nature to her. As they talked, I passed out into a deep sleep between Lind's legs. I don't know for how long I was out but I awoke as Linds was slipping out from behind me. She saw me wake up and smiled saying, "Sorry, I tried not to wake you."

I said, "That's okay, I don't want to miss the game tonight. I need to get up." I watched Joan leave the bed, pull her long hair back and slip on her mules. 

I said, "You are so fine." 

She smiled back at me saying, "Thanks, anytime you want to be milked again let me know. I never used my toes before. I liked it. I like having my hands free for other things."

I noticed Linds slipping on her pumps, my dried cum still covering her golden feet. 

I said, "Your are so fine also Linds." They both laughed and Linds said to Joan, "I think this is what you call after sex obsession." 

I laughed saying, "I don't know about all that, but this time don't be away so long, I really do miss you." 

Linds turned to me and smiled holding up the jar of KY jelly and sticking it in her bag. She said, "Don't worry about that. I am going to need someone to practice milking on and you are it." 

I flopped back on to the bed smiling as I watched them leave my room. As they walked out Joan hollered back, "Call me anytime. Linds has my number. Bye."



First Time Mistress and Slave



Jane had rung the doorbell and now stood on the doorstep waiting anxiously for Fran to answer the door. She was very, very nervous and fearful that if her friend didn't answer the door quickly she would bottle out altogether and run for cover. But what she didn't know was that Fran, approaching the door from the other side, was also anxious, and genuinely concerned that she wouldn't be able to go through with what they had arranged either. 

The week previously the two women had enjoyed a very explicit alcohol fuelled discussion about their most secret sexual fantasies. That afternoon had revealed a mutual interest. Jane had confessed to fantasizing about both giving another woman oral sex and about being dominated and disciplined, fantasies that dovetailed neatly into Fran's craving to enjoy the services of a female sex slave. 

On the back of that they had arranged to meet today to satisfy those secret longings, but now, faced with the real possibility of fulfilling their fantasies, both women were worried that they might let each other down. Neither had ever done anything similar before, and neither really knew what they were doing, apart from what they had read, or fantasized. 

Much as Fran wanted to be 'served' sexually, especially by a woman, ordering someone about in the bedroom was something new, and she was a little bit daunted at the prospect of having to discipline her friend. She was, after all, a very slim five foot two, while Jane was curvy and four inches taller. She would need to dominate her slave without using physical strength.

For her part Jane was scared that she would chicken out of everything at the last minute. She had never, ever, had any sexual contact with a woman before for any reason and she wasn't sure just how far she could submit.

The door finally swung open and Jane gazed at her friend, her soon-to-be mistress and lover, and thought how beautiful she looked. Jane had taken care with her make up and appearance, dressing in a long colourful gypsy skirt and white blouse with her long blonde hair hanging loose over her shoulders, but Fran was dressed as usual in jeans, coupled this time with a Betty Boop tee-shirt, and looked simply gorgeous without any artificial help. 

Fran motioned Jane into the house without a word and the pair walked into the lounge in silence, suddenly very aware of why they were meeting and with their hearts pounding in sudden trepidation. The moment of truth had arrived, fantasy was about to become reality.

Jane watched as Fran poured wine for them both, this simple act of hospitality the last thing she would be doing for her today. From now on it was Jane who would be the servant. She wondered too how an evening's sex might affect their ongoing friendship, but shrugged that problem off in the belief that they had known each other long enough to separate the two. For a little while they sat facing each other in a silence so heavy as to be almost visible, sipping wine and looking more than a little apprehensive, while Jane tried desperately to think of a way of starting things off.

"Do you wish me to call you 'Mistress'?" She asked finally, solving the problem with a question.

"Yes, but not until we start. There are things to agree first."

Jane sat silently, waiting for Fran to continue.

"First. You will give me pleasure and you will refuse me nothing, in return I will give you humiliation and pain. Do you agree without reservation?" 

It sounded a bit contrived, as if Fran had carefully rehearsed the line to cover everything and to set the tone. But Jane didn't mind, far from it, she felt a delicious shiver run through her as her Mistress began to set out her conditions.

"Yes. Completely." Jane replied, knowing that her answer committed her into Fran's control.

"Second. I do not want to know what your preferences are, because it is only mine that count. I intend to do and to order you to do whatever I want without considering your enjoyment at all, but if there is anything in particular that you know you can't face, now is the time to say. Is there?"

"Oh no, absolutely nothing!" Jane's reply was immediate, that scenario was just what she had envisaged. "I just want you to make me do whatever you like."

She hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again.

"I've been thinking about today and the more I thought about it the surer I became, and I want you to know that I will do anything you ask and take absolutely any discipline or abuse that you want me to, the firmer the better. But my husband doesn't know anything about this, so all I ask is that you don't leave me with any lasting marks to explain."

"I can promise you that." Fran assured her. "Now, I want you to pick a word, one that is absolutely not going to come up normally today. That will be your safe word, a word that you can use if things get too much for you, because if you say it, then everything will stop immediately."

Jane thought for a minute. "Geronimo." She said eventually.

"Geronimo?" Repeated Fran, clearly surprised at the choice.

"Yes, Geronimo. Sam shouts it sometimes in fun when he jumps on top of me, but I hate it, so it's one I'm going to be really hard pushed to use it." Jane wanted to make it difficult for herself to back out.

"Geronimo it is." Fran looked at her and took a deep breath. "Then are you ready?" 

Jane felt a sudden jolt of adrenalin at those words, but she nodded and answered meekly. "Yes, Mistress." 

"Then take off your clothes." Fran's tone was not harsh, but it didn't allow for refusal. 

It had begun. Jane rose from her chair with her heart pounding and walked quietly to the centre of the room, kicking off her shoes as she went. Then, having reached a clear space she unfastened her skirt and let it fall to the floor, taking pleasure in showing Fran her long slim legs and the tiny black thong that she had chosen to wear.

She stood facing Fran; her feet planted firmly about eighteen inches apart, and began to undo the buttons of her blouse, all the time looking her friend in the eye. The blouse slid from Jane's shoulders and joined her skirt by her feet, leaving her in just her matching black underwear.

Jane stood still for a few seconds, mustering the courage to carry on, but then just as Fran's mouth opened to prompt her to continue, she reached behind and unclipped her bra, sliding it down her arms and letting it fall from her wrists. Then she quickly hooked her fingers under her thong and, with a single stoop, slid it down her legs and stepped neatly out of it. Now breathing just a little heavily she stood upright to watch Fran's gaze roam over her naked body.

"Lower your eyes in front of me, and tidy away your things."

Jane immediately complied with Fran's instruction, blushing slightly at her first reprimand. As she moved to pick up her discarded clothing she turned around, consciously wanting to allow Fran a view of her beautifully rounded bottom and just a tantalising glimpse of her pussy when she bent over. Without rushing, but without deliberately dawdling, Jane neatly folded everything and placed in a neat pile on the side table. As she did so Fran got to her feet and walked forward.

"Now undress me." Fran lifted her arms above her head and waited for Jane to obey. "And with a little less theatre, if you don't mind."

Jane's cheeks flamed from her second rebuke in so many minutes, but she took hold of the hem of Fran's t-shirt, sliding it up her body and over her head, while at the same time allowing the heels of her hands to brush over Fran's breasts, catching her erect nipples as they passed. That very fact of touching Fran sexually for the first time, even in such a small way, gave her a definite thrill, especially as Fran seemed not to have noticed, or had deemed the touch accidental. 

But Fran had noticed, she waited until Jane had pulled the top clear and then deliberately reached forward and twisted Jane's left nipple hard. Jane gasped as the unexpected pain coursed through her, her face showing a shock that masked the joy that she felt at experiencing her first punishment.

"I will tell you if, when, and where, you may touch me." Fran told her harshly. "Now kiss my feet in atonement."

Jane felt much happier now because her fear that Fran wouldn't be strong enough was proving to be wrong. The immediate response and abuse of her nipple had settled any doubts she had about Fran's confidence. She believed now that her Mistress was deliberately testing her willingness to submit, and that it would be a day that she would both endure and enjoy.

"I'm very sorry, Mistress." Jane murmured as she knelt before Fran, lowering her face to her feet and pressing her lips to them in turn.

"Now remain kneeling and continue to undress me." Fran commanded, placing her hands on Jane's shoulders as her slave made to rise. 

Jane sat back on her haunches and reached forward to obey. Then while she fiddled with Fran's belt, trying to unfasten the buckle from this unfamiliar angle, she felt Fran run her palms and fingers lightly over her shoulders and neck, softly caressing her and absorbing the sensation of touching female skin in this intimate context. She sensed Fran shudder slightly at the unfamiliar sensation and she glanced up instinctively to see her Mistress's eyes closed in pleasure before she hastily lowered her gaze once more. She smiled inwardly with contentment knowing that Fran was finding their contact pleasurable. 

The belt finally gave way and Jane freed the waistband, opening the front 0f Fran's jeans and feeling that little tremulous vibration through her fingers as the zip descended. Then with two soft and gentle hands she wriggled the jeans over Fran's hips and down her legs, careful all the way not to touch her skin any more than was necessary. Fran raised one foot, leaning slightly for balance on Jane's bare back, allowing her jeans to be worked over first one foot and then the other, so that she was left with just her black briefs.

Jane paused momentarily to admire her Mistress's body, letting her eyes rove upwards to appreciate the small firm breasts, flat stomach and boyish hips, taking in a snapshot of her beauty and then returning to her task before Fran could reprimand her. Hooking her fingers over the waistband she gently lowered Fran's briefs, removing them completely as Fran lifted each foot in turn. She placed the briefs alongside her with the jeans and sat back on her haunches to await instruction, gazing surreptitiously up at Fran's nakedness and the trimmed fuzz of curly brown hair over her pussy with a thrill of apprehension and anticipation.

"Tidy my clothes away, please, and then stand before me."

Silently Jane folded the clothes neatly and placed then with her own before returning to stand before Fran, her hands by her sides and her eyes downcast. 

"Kiss me."

Jane was a few inches taller than her diminutive Mistress and had to look down to Fran's upturned face for them to kiss properly, but there was still no doubt as to who was in charge. She felt one of Fran's arms go around her back, pulling her close, while the other entangled itself in her blonde mane to draw her face down to the kiss. At first it was Fran's tongue that found its way into Jane's mouth, probing and exploring, but as it withdrew Jane followed it with her own tongue, tentatively seeking admission between Fran's lips, wanting to taste Fran as she had just tasted her. Permission tacitly granted Jane gently explored between Fran's lips, finding her Mistress's tongue and allowing it to run over her own before retreating once more, withdrawing before consent could be removed, happy at being allowed that one deep kiss. 

Both women taking pleasure from the contact between their naked bodies and both were instinctively moving one against the other while caressing each others backs, though it was Fran as always who led the way. It was Fran who eventually broke away, breathing heavily and, to Jane's delight, looking less than ice cold.

"We'll go to my bedroom, you lead the way."

Jane knew that Fran had deliberately wanted to follow her so that she could gaze at her bottom swaying before her and watch for the quick little glimpses of her glistening wet pussy as she climbed the stairs, but she didn't realise yet just how unexpectedly hot Fran was getting at the prospect of disciplining her, or that the main reason for wanting to gaze at her smooth white bottom was to contemplate it being an entirely brighter shade. Fran was dropping into the persona of Mistress with unexpected ease and totality, but all that Jane knew was that the prospect of flaunting her already aroused body before her friend was stimulating her greatly. She made sure that Fran saw as much as possible as she climbed the stairs in front of her, and in the process inadvertently increased her chances of chastisement.

As they reached the top of the stairs Jane stood waiting meekly until Fran held her bedroom door open and gestured for Jane to go first, smiling unnoticed with horny satisfaction at the gasp of surprise and apprehension that Jane uttered as she entered. Laid out on Fran's dressing table were purchases that she had made with today in mind.

Taken aback, Jane stared at the items laid out on the table with elated disbelief. She hadn't foreseen Fran going to this amount of trouble for their shared pleasure, nor had she thought that her new Mistress would take things so seriously. There, spread out before her were all the things she dreamed of, including handcuffs, nipple clamps, a whip and a tawse, and more besides. Jane felt adrenalin flood through her, making her heart beat so rapidly that for a moment she felt slightly faint and mildly euphoric. This was going to be a time to remember and she turned to Fran with an astonished hand over her mouth.

"Your job today is to make sure that I get all the satisfaction I need, and now you have seen how I intend to ensure that you do it." Fran raised her hand to cut of the thanks that Jane was about to express. "We'll wait and see just how good you are and what pleasure you deserve."

Fran walked across to the foot of the bed and sat on it, her feet on the floor and the back of her knees against the end of the mattress. The bed had been stripped of its duvet, leaving the mattress covered only by a deep red fitted silk sheet against which Fran's pale skin showed enticingly vulnerable. She looked at Jane and then lay back flat and opened her legs.

"Kneel between my legs." She instructed her slave, at the same time raising her knees and drawing her legs back to expose her pussy.

Silently and obediently Jane left the dressing table and walked over to the bed where she knelt on the floor facing it and waited for Fran to tell her how to continue. Reaching down, Fran spread her labia wide, showing Jane her very wet and open vagina, and remained like that, silently watching Jane's face as her slave stared longingly at her mistress's pussy.

"Would you like to lick my cunt?" Fran asked, sending another burst of anticipatory adrenalin into Jane's bloodstream.

Jane nodded silently, unable to speak even if she was allowed to.

"If I let you lick me, you must be aware that I want you to make me cum very hard, and if you don't do it well enough I will punish you. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Very well, then you may go down on me."

As Jane leaned forward to obey she noticed how strangely easy it had been to take this intimate instruction, almost as if it were quite normal to be asked by another woman to give her oral sex. She didn't find it at all embarrassing to follow Fran's order, in fact, not only was she expecting to enjoy complying, but she was already actively looking forward to receiving further orders, no matter what they might be. 

In the same way Fran found that she didn't feel in any way embarrassed or inhibited by spreading her legs to her friend. She had begun to feel that Jane was simply an object, something for her use and enjoyment, and she wasn't quite sure why she liked that feeling so much. She was also wondering what a woman's mouth would feel like on her pussy and hardly able to contain her eagerness at the idea of feeling a feminine kiss there for the very first time.

The first touch of a tongue on Fran's pussy was very hesitant and nervous, because all though she'd had her own pussy licked many times, Jane had never actually had the opportunity to do it herself to anyone before and she wasn't quite sure how to set about it. She wanted to feel both the tawse and the whip on her body, and she shivered deliciously at the thought, but she also dearly wanted Fran to enjoy her attentions. To take her Mistress to orgasm would almost be reward enough in itself. 

At first Jane simply allowed her tongue to travel gently along Fran's slit, experiencing and enjoying the unfamiliar scent and taste of another woman's juices, but then, as she became more adventurous she began to probe and explore among the folds and contours of her Mistress's pussy. Fran sighed with pleasure and let herself lie back on the bed, allowing her fingers to slip away from her opened labia and lie motionless by her side. Now given unrestricted access Jane moved her own hands to spread Fran open, using her thumbs to hold her Mistress's labia wide apart so that her mouth could now do as it wished. 

Not knowing quite what was expected of her, Jane improvised using memories of Sam's mouth on her own pussy as her base. She remembered how erotic it had been to have her clitoris gently nibbled, and how nice it had felt to have a tongue investigating the entrance to her vagina, and she did both of these things to Fran, enjoying every moment.

Licking and sucking another woman's pussy was something that Jane had long wanted to try. She had fantasised about the texture and the taste, even going to the extent of licking her own fingers after masturbating just to get some idea of what it would be like. Now she was doing it for real, and not only that, but she was being allowed to do it as part of her service to Fran. Her dreams had been answered and she nuzzled deep between the folds of Fran's pussy, pulling her thumbs away and letting her Mistress's juices wet her cheeks and nose. Her own pussy now responded as she became more aroused by her task and she could feel it lubricating as if getting ready to be entered. 

Pushing her face into Fran's pussy Jane probed into her vagina, licking and lapping to fill her mouth with Fran's taste, exploring as deep as she could into her tunnel. She groaned from her own pleasure, wrapping her arms around behind her partner's held back legs to grip her hips and hold herself close, while in the background she was conscious of her Mistress letting out little sounds from her own pleasure. She began to wonder if she might cum just from what she was doing without Fran touching her at all. Her hands wandered higher, coming to rest on Fran's breasts, gripping and tugging at her nipples almost without conscious effort. She was so fucking horny and this was so fucking good.

"Stop!" Her Mistress's voice came without warning as if piercing through a fog of desire. "Don't move."

Jane stopped with a jolt, trying to clear her head of her arousal as she raised her eyes to peer along Fran's body to find out what was wrong.

"Look where your hands are." Fran spoke as if to a child instead of a grown woman. "Who gave you permission to play with my nipples?"

Jane was silent.

"Nobody did, did they?"

Jane shook her head almost imperceptibly.

"Stay where you are."

Fran wriggled free, lifting her leg clear of Jane's head and rolling away to stand by the side of the bed and leave Jane kneeling on the floor with her torso prone along the bed and her arms extended.

"That position will do nicely." Fran walked around the bed and out of sight behind Jane.




First Time Mistress and Slave



For a few minutes Jane heard nothing, although she had the impression that Fran was standing directly behind her, contemplating Jane's naked bottom. She hoped so, oh, how she hoped so! She knelt there, half enjoying the pleasure of her humiliating position and half waiting for the chastisement she longed for.

Slap!

Fran's hand landed without warning, sending a hot sting of pain through the left cheek of her bottom. Even though she was expecting it the blow came as a shock and Jane was unable to stop herself from crying out, a sharp gasp of surprise and hurt.

Fran ran her hand briefly around Jane's bottom before lifting it away, making Jane tense in anticipation. She waited for the next slap. It was not a long delay, only a few seconds, but it was long enough for Jane to feel trepidation bordering on delicious fear.

Slap!

This time it was her right buttock that was punished, a sudden flare of pain delivered by Fran's descending palm. She was caught out again, gasping from the sudden sting and jerking forward against the bed in an instinctive effort to avoid the abuse. The hand stroked her bottom once more, straying over both cheeks this time, fondling and massaging gently in complete denial of its violence before lifting away with ominous abruptness. The contrast made Jane shiver with sensuous expectation.

Slap! Slap!

Two blows came one after the other, taking Jane by surprise once more and making her cry out, a short sharp cry that now had more to do with pleasure than pain. Again Fran's hand remained in contact with Jane's bottom, but this time rested stationary on the soft warm skin of her bottom. She waited for it to fondle her again, hoping for more intimacy, but this time she was denied and the hand lifted away.

Then once again Fran surprised her slave. Instead of her hand landing in a hard smack against Jane's bottom it was placed quietly and gently back on her buttock, this time stroking and caressing the tender flesh while working its way slowly towards her crack. Jane held her breath, waiting for Fran to touch her, but then just as Fran's fingertips came tantalisingly close to her anus, they lifted away once more. Jane breathed out in beautiful frustration.

Slap! Slap!

Another two blows delivered in quick succession to each side. This time Jane didn't cry out loud, she just moaned softly deep in her throat. The spanking was making her bottom glow, a warm friendly glow that was spreading from her bottom to her pussy and bringing back the earlier possibility of orgasm. She kept her face down against the mattress in case Fran could read her enjoyment and stopped her punishment. 

"Slap!"

A sudden, unexpected single smack that landed hard across both cheeks and made Jane grip the bed sheet in sudden pain. It was harder than before; harder and nicer, so nice that Jane could almost feel her juices flow in response. Jane wondered if Fran was aware of the effect she was having, for her hand didn't run over her buttocks this time. Instead it dipped straight between her cheeks, sliding down to her arse, where two fingertips circled her rear entrance as if threatening to invade before moving on to find her wet and gaping pussy.

"Do you know now who is in charge?" Fran's voice was firm but not aggressive, the voice of someone confident of their authority. 

"Yes, Mistress." Jane was thrilled with Fran's new power.

"You will seek permission before you take any action. But I will do to you as I wish." 

To underline her point Fran pushed forward with the fingers that had been hovering at the entrance to Jane's vagina, thrusting them deep into her before pulling them out just to ram them back into the sopping wet tunnel.

"Do you understand?"

Jane had to gather her thoughts and fight back the waves of pleasure before she could answer coherently.

"Yes, Mistress." The answer came in a tight breathless voice.

"Good, then we will carry on from where we left off." The tone of voice left no doubt where the fault lay.

Fran climbed back onto the bed and insinuated herself back in front of Jane, returning to the two women to the position they had been in before.

"You may continue." She told Jane. "And you may touch my breasts if you so wish."

"Thank you, Mistress." Jane squirmed forward and opened her mouth, lining herself up with Fran's beautiful pussy. It was, she noticed, considerably wetter than before. Jane wasn't the only one to take pleasure from the discipline.

"But make sure I cum soon." Fran warned her. "You must make up for the interruption you caused."

"Yes, Mistress."

This time there was no hesitation. Jane drew Fran's clitoris into her mouth between and held it between her lips while flicking the engorged tip with her tongue. She felt Fran tense from the sensation and heard her gasp with pleasure. Now she squeezed and fondled Fran's breasts, playing with them, mauling them, gripping them tightly while all the time continuing her assault on her Mistress's pussy. Fran continued to gasp and moan, gyrating her hips slightly and pushing herself at Jane's mouth. Jane wasn't sure which of them was enjoying it most.

It wasn't long before Fran reached down and entwined her fingers in Jane's long blonde locks, gripping her hair tightly and sometimes using it to pull her mouth hard up against her pussy. Jane responded by shaking her head from side to side, rubbing her face into Fran's labia at the same time as licking and sucking her pussy with renewed enthusiasm. Both women were now moaning and grunting with arousal, Fran from what was being done to her and Jane from what she was being commanded to do. The fact that she was being made to do these things somehow freeing Jane from any moral guilt and allowing her to enjoy breaking taboos.

Jane alternated between Fran's vagina and her clitoris, probing and lapping at her tunnel, sucking in her fluids and swallowing them before going further up to bite and nibble at her clit, nipping it between lip covered teeth and extending it until it snapped free from her grip. Each time that happened Fran shuddered with pleasure and groaned loudly, until after one particularly loud reaction she changed Jane's instructions.

"Now just lick my clit. Don't do anything else, just lick my clit hard and fast." There was erotic urgency in her voice, especially when she added. "And pull my nipples."

Jane did exactly as she was told, sending the tip of her tongue scudding over the surface of Fran's little clit, flicking it around as she did so and pulling on her engorged nipples so that her Mistress's pert little breasts stood proud of her body.

"That's it, keep going." Fran told Jane, her hips beginning to twitch and her knuckles showing white where they were tangled in Jane's hair.

Jane kept up her efforts, being rewarded by ecstatic little groans from Fran, until eventually her Mistress lifted her pelvis from the bed, pushed herself hard against Jane's mouth and let out a series of gasping sounds as her climax finally hit her. Jane smiled with delight into the privacy of Fran's pussy, pleased beyond words at having been able to satisfy her Mistress, as she kept licking more and more gently as Fran came down from her orgasmic high until she eventually stopped moving and just lay with her head between Fran's legs.

It was a little while before Fran got her breath back well enough to speak.

"That was well done, my pet. Now let's see what else you can do."

The compliment pleased Jane inordinately. She felt disproportionate pleasure in satisfying her new Mistress's needs, especially as she had yet to cum herself, a fact that she had almost forgotten.

Fran wriggled slightly back along the bed to free herself from Jane's arms, and then swung her legs right back, holding them wide apart with her hands to completely expose her pussy and her anus. Both were shining wet with the juice from her recent orgasm. Looking down between her own legs Fran gave her slave her new orders.

"Now lick my arse."

Normally Jane would not have even dreamt of doing any such thing, but her Mistress giving her such an instruction seemed quite all right, even welcome. She pushed herself forward and presented her tongue to Fran's anus.

Jane didn't know what to expect from such intimate contact, but she was pleasantly surprised to find no unpleasantness about it. No unwholesome flavours or smells, just a warm soft puckered entrance that tasted of pussy juice from their previous fun. Jane licked around the entrance and then probed tentatively at Fran's rosebud as if seeking entrance.

"That's it. Push your tongue in." Fran told her, consenting to Jane's invasion.

Jane licked and pushed, but although she managed to get just the very tip of her tongue into Fran's sphincter, she wasn't able to penetrate her anus with her tongue, much as both women perversely wanted it.

"Try harder." Fran instructed her, reaching down around the back of her legs to hold her bottom open and help stretch her anus. But it was to no avail. Eventually both women gave up and Fran let Jane simply lick and lap at her arse with her tongue just exploring as far as it could.

"That's enough." 

Fran called it a day and moved on, climbing from the bed to stand looking down at Jane, her body still pink and shiny from her orgasm. Jane waited patiently to be told what to do next, pleased to have been able to perform what many people would have considered a distasteful and humiliating task.

"Take my place on the bed." 

Jane stood, wincing from the effects of kneeling for so long, climbed onto the bed and lay flat on her back, wondering what was coming next.

"Open your legs, I wish to see your cunt."

Jane thrilled at the instruction, pleased that Fran wanted to see her body and happy to show herself off to her Mistress. She opened her legs wide, bending her knees to give Fran an unrestricted view.

Fran stared at Jane's pussy for what seemed like ages before she spoke again. 

"I am going to go down on you." She told a delighted Jane. "But I want it to be clear that this is for my enjoyment and not for yours. You do not have my permission to cum and you must resist doing so. You know what will happen if you fail."

The last was a statement rather than a question, but Jane meekly answered anyway. 

"Yes Mistress." 

Jane knew that Fran wanted to try oral sex with her, she had said as much when they had been arranging today, but what she had not thought of was her Mistress denying her permission to cum from it. She wasn't quite sure what she thought of that. On the one hand she was thrilled at the idea of having to overrule -- if she could -- her urge to cum and what might happen if she failed, and on the other hand she was frustrated at the thought of not enjoying a full orgasm from Fran's mouth. The only thing she was sure of was that she was content to be under Fran's full control and would do her very best to carry out her instructions.

"Spread yourself for me."

Jane did as she was told, using the forefinger of each hand to push her labia out of the way of Fran's mouth, and then lay back to try and control her heightened arousal. Fran didn't hesitate in the same way that Jane had; she just planted her mouth fully over Jane's pussy and immediately thrust her tongue into her slave's vagina. Jane gasped from the thrill of it, gritting her teeth in an effort not to respond.

Several times Jane felt Fran's probing tongue enter her and then pull out as it tasted her juices. Then she felt it pulled free and placed flat against her pussy to lick her entire slit in a long dog-like stroke. Jane knew immediately that Fran was deliberately trying to turn her on, to force her to disobey her order not to cum, but she didn't mind. It was enough that Fran intended to make her cum; the discipline that would surely follow would be a bonus. Even so, she tried hard to control her body as Fran repeated that long languid tonguing of her pussy time and again. But, no matter how much she attempted to hold it back, she knew that an orgasm was inevitable unless Fran called a halt.

"Mistress, please, I can't hold back much longer." Jane pleaded for a respite. 

Jane expected Fran to respond by doing even more to precipitate the punishable climax, but she was wrong. Fran raised her head and looked coldly up the length of Jane's body to deliver a rebuke.

"You will need to learn a little more self control if you are to be my slave." 

Jane immediately and happily picked up on the implication that this would not be their last session while wondering how she was to learn sufficient control to warrant it.

"Wait there. Do not move." Fran got to her feet and padded around to the dressing table and her collection of 'goodies', and Jane lay motionless with her legs still wide apart.

Fran took something from the dressing table and came back to the bed, standing alongside Jane and gazing down at her apprehensive expression.

"Put these on. As tight as you can stand."

'These' were a pair of silver nipple clamps, little rings with a knurled screw passing through the top and having a teardrop shaped weight hanging beneath.

Jane reached up, partly fascinated and partly in dread of the little gadgets that Fran placed in her palm. She looked down her heaving chest to her breasts, where her hard and elongated nipples seemed to invite the clamps. A little clumsily at first, she set about threading a nipples into the ring and then, taking a deep breath, she began to tighten the little silver screw until she could feel it biting into her tender flesh. The nipple hurt cruelly as the screw pressed it against the inside of the clamp.

She let her breast become accustomed to the first one while she fastened the second one to her other nipple, tightening that one until it squeezed her nipple as tightly as the first.

"Very good. Now tighten them up."

Jane had thought them to be tight and she blanched at the prospect of tightening them further, but she obediently screwed each one harder onto her nipple until she was breathing heavily from the pain in her abused buttons. 

"Is that as tight as you can bear?" Fran asked.

"Yes, Mistress."

Fran looked at the clamps and then without comment reached forward to tighten each one a further quarter turn. Jane gasped loudly, clenching her fists and wriggling against the hurt. 

"Lie still. You must learn to control your body."

Fran stood and watched while Jane did her best to obey; forcing her mind to accept the discomfort and let her muscles relax. Finally she was satisfied and she turned back to the dressing table and out of Jane's view.

Jane closed her eyes and concentrated on herself, until after a minute or so the throbbing in her breasts became first tolerable and then welcome, giving her a sense of triumph and power. She still felt incredibly horny and was sure that her pussy gaped as wide as her legs, triumphantly showing her Mistress that she could take and enjoy anything that would give Fran pleasure. Smiling to herself, she just lay and waited, eager now to go the next step in her serfdom, whatever that entailed.

"Open your eyes and take the silly smile from your face." 

Jane looked in the direction of her Mistress's voice to find that Fran had returned to the foot of the bed wearing a large black strap-on dildo. The 'silly' smile disappeared instantly to be replaced, first with a gaze of shock and amazement, and then with a look of nervous anticipation.

"I've often wondered what it would be like to be a man, and now I'm going to find out." Fran told her climbing onto the bed between Jane's knees.

Fran moved forward, laying herself over Jane and then, supporting herself on one arm and looking between their bodies, rather clumsily reached back with the other hand to guide the tip of the dildo into Jane's vagina. Once she had entered her slave with the tip of the dildo she shuffled her self into a more comfortable position and looked down at Jane's anxious face.

"I'm going to fuck you with this nice hard cock." She told her. "It's ten inches long and nice and fat, but the way you've been behaving you won't need any lube, will you?"

The question was rhetorical, because Fran went on.

"I am going to do my best to make you cum, and you are going to make sure you don't. If you do, then you will be punished. Do you understand?"

Jane nodded, trying to mask the fear and delight that both ran through her at the prospect before her.

"Then let's see if you have any control at all." As Fran spoke she thrust forward without warning, driving the dildo deep into Jane's pussy and driving the breath from her lungs.

At first Jane lay passively trying not to get too turned on as Fran pushed the big imitation cock in and out of her, her slim form belying the power of her thrusts. But before long the familiar warmth began to grow again in her pelvis and she found herself breathing more quickly and less quietly. She had never had a strap-on dildo inside her before and certainly never been fucked by a woman, and the newness was working its magic.

It wasn't the just the unfamiliar feel of a cold and very large counterfeit cock plunging into her that did it, but the contrast between the unyielding hardness of the dildo and the soft warmth of Fran's flesh against hers. Fran's arms had now gone around her and she could smell her fragrance as she breathed against her neck, grunting softly in unison with her own gasps each time the strap-on cock was pushed into her. She wasn't really being fucked, she was being made love to, and it was the most stimulating thing she had ever experienced.

Fran shifted her position, pulling herself higher so that she could plunge even deeper into Jane's body and at the same time brought her their mouths level making a kiss inevitable. Of course it was not Jane who initiated it, but Fran. She fastened her lips over Jane's, forcing them apart with her tongue and exploring her mouth. Jane could not help but respond, feeling herself moving under Fran, thrusting back as the dildo entered her, and letting her tongue follow Fran's back into her Mistress's mouth. The warmth in her pelvis became hotter, the embryonic orgasm growing in strength, forcing itself into Jane's consciousness, defying her to ignore it.

Jane groaned, unsure whether to be pleased that the inevitable was about to happen, with the promise of beautiful chastisement to follow, or sad that she had been unable to obey her Mistress and control her instincts. She knew that she would never be able to cum without Fran knowing, her orgasms were always notoriously noisy affairs and a source of embarrassment to her, but even so she had eventually to surrender to her arousal and let it happen.

"I'm sorry Mistress, but I'm going to cum!" 

They were the last coherent sentence that Jane was able to form for several minutes, for immediately after uttering them her orgasm exploded inside her and turned her into a juddering, gasping marionette that jerked and twisted under Fran's battering ram dildo. She half expected Fran to immediately withdraw and to leave Jane unfulfilled and sweating on the bed, but instead she kept going, thrusting in and out of Jane's pussy while whispering encouragement in her ear.

"That's it, let go, let it happen." Fran whispered, thrusting relentlessly into her. "Don't hold back, cum as hard as you like, because the harder you cum the harder I will punish you."

The last part of the sentence nearly escaped Jane's attention, but some part of her brain fastened onto it, translated it into the promise of pleasure to cum and made her jolt, twist and cry out all the more, pleasure flowing through her like a torrent. 

In the end Jane's climax ran its course, leaving her laying limp and spent in Fran's arms on the bed, her skin shiny with sweat and her mind a haze of lingering sensations. Fran gazed down at her expressionlessly, the dildo still buried motionlessly inside Jane's vagina, just waiting for her ecstasy to pass before reacting. Eventually Jane's eyes began to focus once more and she gazed back into Fran's with a smile of gratitude on her face. 




First Time Mistress and Slave



That was the time that Fran was waiting for. She pulled herself free of Jane's embrace and climbed away to stand by the side of the bed looking down, the artificial cock still standing proudly from her crotch.

"Did I not tell you to resist?" She asked Jane coldly.

Rejoicing bizarrely at Fran's tone Jane replied without remorse. "I resisted as long as I could, Mistress, but you are too good, too sexy for me to resist altogether."

"Don't try and soft-soap me. I instructed you to resist and you have failed. Is there any reason why you should not be punished?"

"No Mistress." There was nothing else to say.

"Then get off that bed and stand against the wall." Fran pointed to the wall opposite the bed.

Still breathing heavily Jane clambered from the bed and staggered jelly-legged across the room, feeling the clamps on her nipples swing and tug as she went.

Fran pointed to the clamps. "Now change them over."

When Jane stared at her uncomprehendingly she explained icily. "Take the clamp from your right tit and put it on your left and vice-versa. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

Jane unscrewed her left clamp with some difficulty and wriggled it free of her breast, immediately expelling her breath through clenched teeth as the blood flowed back into her abused nipple and took the pain to a new, almost unbearable intensity. Removing the second was a toe curling experience that brought genuine tears of pain to her eyes, but she still felt elation at being able to follow Fran's instruction even knowing the pain it would bring.

She paused momentarily with both clamps in the palm of her hand as she got to grips with the hurt in her breasts, but then, with a quick glance of triumph at her Mistress she screwed them back onto her tender throbbing nipples, taking the pain with no more than a tiny involuntary groan as she tightened the second screw.

Fran was impressed, but successfully hid the fact, issuing new orders to her slave. "Now turn around and lean on your hands against the wall with your feet apart."

Jane 'assumed the position', knowing exactly what Fran wanted from the countless cop shows on television, and then waited expectantly for either the whip or the tawse to bite into her flesh, knowing that Fran was intent on delivering more physical pain yet.

Suddenly she felt a sharp stinging pain across her backside, a blow delivered without warning and feeling totally unlike what she expected from either of the two implements she had seen. But she wasn't given time to think about it, because the first blow was followed by the second, and then the third quick succession. A fast rat-a-tat of sharp light strokes on her flesh, flesh that was still warm and tender from the earlier spanking. Of themselves, none of the strokes was more than a quick sting, but the rapid fire delivery let the discomfort accumulate, the hurt of the next coming before that of the previous one had died away. Soon Jane was gasping from the pain in her bottom and still without knowing what was being used to torment her so very effectively.

She received a few seconds relief when Fran stopped to adjust her stance, but then the staccato beat of the punishment began again, this time against the tender skin on the back of her legs. Once again the build up began, each stroke adding to the discomfort of the last until she wondered how much more she could take. She moaned and writhed from the ever-increasing pain, unable to prevent herself and making her nipple clamps sway and pull at the same time. 

Instinctively Jane tried to take her legs away from the ordeal, bending them at the knee and moving them further apart, trying to find relief. But instead of relief it brought greater torment as Fran was now able to turn her attention to Jane's inner thighs, bringing her never ending rhythm of pain to that more tender area. She looked down, seeking to find what devilish instrument was causing such pain, only to be amazed to find Fran wielding a thin green cane of the kind used to support pot plants. It ain't what you do but the way that you do it, she thought irrationally, almost giggling from the mix of comedy and torture.

Jane gasped and wriggled, anything for a respite from the ordeal, and without thinking she took a hand from the wall and reached down, trying to get her hand between the cane and her tormented flesh, but her Mistress simply hit her hand instead, doing it harder and harder until she took it away.

"Now keep your hands flat against that wall and spread your legs wider." Fran told her in a tone that brooked no defiance. "Or you'll surely wish you had."

Jane made a wide 'vee' with her legs and leaned on her hands again, adrenalin rushing through her from a strange mix of trepidation and satisfaction. 

"That's better, now stay that way. If you keep interrupting it will take longer to do, won't it?" 

The question was rhetorical, but Jane answered submissively anyway.

"Yes Mistress."

The tattoo of cane against flesh began again, and with Jane's legs now spread wider, Fran was able to keep up an even faster rhythm by whipping the cane to and fro between Jane's thighs, and even though she had had a short break, it was only moments before Jane was gasping and panting once more. Back and forth went the cane, sometimes landing just above Jane's knees, but often tormenting the more tender skin towards the tops of her legs, occasionally landing within a hairs breadth of her pussy and making her gasp with fear.

Jane withstood her punishment with gritted teeth, her legs now on fire from the continuous sting of the little green cane, her breasts throbbing from the pull of the weights still swinging from them, and her bottom still burning. To add to that her shoulders were beginning to pound from leaning on he hands and her whole body starting to ache from the unnatural position she had been forced to adopt. Her safe word leapt into her mind but she forced it back, determined not to give in.

But there was no sign of Fran wanting to stop, and with her face twisted with pain Jane simply couldn't prevent herself from writhing and turning, raising first one leg from the floor and then the other, in an attempt to get relief. Of course, all that did was to make her nipple clamps bite harder and tug more harshly, but she just couldn't stand still. In the end the inevitable happened and she fell, collapsing in a heap on the bedroom carpet, tears breaking out at what she saw as her failure.

"Sit up if you can't stand, but don't lie there and expect sympathy."

Jane shuffled round to sit on her very tender bottom with her back against the wall, her legs still held far apart in a subconscious effort to prevent them from rubbing together. She stared fixedly at the carpet, wondering how she could make things up to her Mistress.

"Look at me."

She raised her head to gaze passively into Fran's face, incongruously noticing as she did so that the big black dildo was still standing at Fran's crotch and bobbing on its straps before her face. Somehow it didn't seem as ludicrous at the time as she would think it later, but instead it just seemed to reinforce her Mistress's authority and control.

Fran moved forward to stand between Jane's thighs and, taking the black plastic cock in her hand as if it was real she offered it to Jane's mouth, resting the tip against her lips and gently but insistently pushed it towards her.

"You've interrupted me twice so far today, so let's see how you handle this. Give my cock a blow job." 

Normally such an order wouldn't have made sense, but Jane knew exactly what Fran was doing and exactly what she wanted. She opened her mouth and accepted the fake penis. She had been ordered to give the strap-on a blow job, but knew she would never be allowed to do so. No sooner had the hard black head passed between her lips than Fran leaned forward, pushing it further in and in effect fucking her mouth. 

Jane accepted the thrusting passively, just leaning back on the wall and letting Fran use her mouth as she would, tasting her own drying juices on the black plastic as it slid back and forth over her tongue. But then Fran was pushing it deeper, pressing it to the back of her mouth, nearly into her throat and making her gag reflexively. She brought her hands up to grasp the cock and stop it making her retch.

"Take your hands away." Fran's command was sharp. "In fact, if you need employment for them, remove your tit clamps."

The cock was now thrusting hard and fast into her mouth, its sheer size forcing Jane to breathe through her nose and making it difficult for her to concentrate on obeying Fran's latest command. But she managed to free one clamp, the surge of returning blood making her groan with agony before she turned her attention to the other. Her body was being jolted by Fran's mouth-fucking and the movements made her pull at her own breast, hurting herself even more, but eventually she freed the second one too, tensing herself for the brutal pain she knew it would bring. She wasn't sure if she should be pleased to be rid of the torture or sorry to lose their presence, but she laid them almost tenderly on the carpet beside her, her throbbing breasts a reminder of their use.

"Now keep your hands down."

Jane couldn't respond, her mouth was fully occupied and her body was being pushed about by Fran's movements, so she placed her palms flat on the floor to give her some stability. Her mouth was beginning to ache from dealing with giant cock and she was starting to feel very second hand from her experience with Fran. The session had already been at least as tough as she had expected and it was not over yet.

Fran slowed her thrusts, leaning on the wall with one hand and using the other to hold the dildo and prevent it from coming out of Jane's mouth, pushing it as far as she could into her throat and only stopping when Jane began to gag on it. This, of all the things she had done today, was giving her the greatest sense of power over her slave and she intended to take it as far as she dare. She was beginning to realise what an adrenalin rush domination could bring.

At the same time Jane was proud of herself for forcing her Mistress to go this far, even though she was worried, maybe a little frightened, about what she had given herself into. She could tell that Fran was very turned on; every time she pushed the dildo forward and she was forced to breath through her nose Jane could scent her arousal. Her concern was that she was already having trouble breathing except in little gasps when her Mistress pulled back and she wasn't sure how far sexual stimulation would make her inexperienced Mistress go. 

Shortness of breath and adrenalin generated from her state of arousal were soon making Jane feel euphoric, she was getting to where she wasn't quite sure what was happening and didn't really care. All she was sure about was that she was being completely dominated by her Mistress and loved every moment, regardless -- or maybe even because of - the pain, anxiety and humiliation. She wanted to just passively accept everything that was thrown at her and then ask for more.

"Sit up straight, you little bitch."

The unexpected order made Jane notice that she had unconsciously slumped to one side, her supporting arm sliding away from her across the carpet. She tried to sit up again, but the fake penis in her mouth made it awkward and she struggled to get her hand back under her. 

"Do as you are told." 

Fran's voice was harsh and her fingers entwined into Jane's hair, grabbing a handful of her blonde curls and hauling her bodily back into an upright position. Jane's face was forcibly turned forwards again and the dildo pushed deep into her throat, once more making her retch and gasp for breath.

A sudden pain in her pussy caught Jane by surprise and it took a moment for her to realise what had happened. Fran had kicked her. From her position standing between Jan's widespread legs her Mistress had lashed out, giving Jane a sharp kick that landed exactly on target. A second kick followed, catching Jane on her clitoris before the foot was quite brutally ground into her pussy. It hurt, but the thought that Fran was kicking her most tender and intimate parts, parts that should normally be treated gently and almost even reverently, gave her a perverse thrill at the demeaning action.

Jane could feel Fran's toes pushing and wriggling at the opening to her vagina, seeking entrance like so many clumsy fingers. She tried to adjust her position to give them access, but Fran was still holding her by the hair and preventing almost any movement. Even so, it felt good to have her Mistress's foot pressing into her pussy.

"You like that, don't you?" 

Jane was unable to reply with the enthusiastic 'yes' that she felt, but she tried to convey her agreement with her eyes, wanting Fran to continue. "You enjoy having your worthless cunt kicked, don't you?"

Fran's foot came back and swung hard into Jane's soft and tender regions. Jane grunted with the impact, hurting but feeling immense arousal from the violent and unlikely stimulation. Again Fran swung her foot, nearly jerking the dildo from Jane's mouth in the process, and again being rewarded by Jane's mewling cry of pain and pleasure. She ground her toes into Jane's flesh, pressing hard on her clitoris, wiggling her toes deliberately to make her red painted toenails scrape at the tender flesh. 

Jane cried out as she felt Fran's toes gouge and scratch at her clitoris and her labia, feeling humiliating pain mixed with embarrassing pleasure and not knowing quite which she wanted most. She was still nearly suffocating from the strap-on stuffed into her aching mouth, her face being shaken about as the effects of Fran's jolting kicks were transferred to the strap-on, but she was nevertheless beginning to feel another orgasm stirring slightly deep inside her pelvis.

She still did not have Fran's permission to cum, but by now she no longer had the self-control to even try and stop herself. Instead she just let it build, each time Fran's foot drew back to swing forward once more Jane felt her climax loom closer, and each time her Mistress's foot mashed into her pussy she let the pain stimulate her. The feelings were sensational, her mind astounded that she could be abused into an orgasm, but her body reacting spontaneously from sheer ecstasy. It was going to be good, and nothing was going to stop her.

When she did cum, she opened her mouth to try and get the air she needed and, failing to breathe around the plastic cock, she slumped to the floor, letting it slide from her mouth and almost dragging Fran down as well by her grip on her hair. There she lay, twitching and shuddering as her orgasm rippled through her body, gasping and moaning, her pelvis jerking with instinctive thrusts that found only air, with her surprised Mistress standing over her open-mouthed.

Fran watched in awe, astounded that the cruelty she had heaped upon her friend could have triggered such a reaction, and profoundly stimulated herself by her own power. She looked down at the dildo, still glistening wet with Jane's saliva further along its shaft than she would have thought possible, and then at Jane, and felt a wave of affection spread through her. Quickly she undid the straps, slipping the dildo from her crotch and letting it fall to the floor, its job done, and then, as Jane flopped onto her back and lay in the exhausted aftermath of her orgasm, she lay alongside her and took her into her arms.

"That's it, my darling." Fran whispered to Jane. "It's over, and you did well."

Jane looked at Fran, a little smile on her sweat-shiny face, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"Thank you, Mistress."