1 comments/ 28625 views/ 6 favorites Seth's Crazy Vacation By: EsotericNiceGuy It seemed like such a harmless offer when my friend Benny invited me out to his family's timeshare one summer. It was supposed to be just Benny and his girl along with me and mine. I had never had any obsession with older women. I had never had any desire to submit to a woman. And, at first at least, my girl Kitty was to be my only sexual partner for the summer, and if things went well, then for the rest of my life. I had been looking forward to the trip, a chance to take a break between high school and college, a chance to unwind, hang out with friends, but mostly to spend time with my girl before I popped the really important question. I know they say not to make commitments like that too young, that kids are not wise enough to make decisions like that, but I knew she was the one I was meant to spend the rest of my life with. It took me by surprise when Kitty dumped me the week before we were to leave. She had been cheating on me, had fallen in love, and had never intended on making the trip. "Seth, I'm sorry. If it's any consolation I was supposed to break up with you months ago, but I really couldn't give up on the sex." Of course, that was no consultation at all. At least I didn't think those words were at the time. I tried to drop out of the trip myself but Benny was not having it. Benny was a little guy and prematurely bald, but he had this ridiculous force of personality that people just couldn't say no to. The women he dated were testimony to this. I hadn't met his date for the trip yet, but I would be shocked if she wasn't an aspiring model or some such ridiculousness. It took a few days, but in the end I folded. He said his girl, Jenny, felt nothing but sympathy for me and anger at Kitty (whom Jenny knew through going to the same school), so she was bringing her busty and "fun" friend Nichole in my exes place in the hopes that we hit it off and fuck each other senseless all summer. He pulled up a pic of Jenny and Nicole. They were hot... I mean, hanging with a bud and two hot chics was still a lot better than working all summer. Right? The drive down went perfectly. I decided to treat Nicole and Jenny like old friends, in order to bypass any awkwardness. I mean an entire summer together is one hell of a long blind date. And I am not going to lie either, I was more than a little nervous. The girls were both gorgeous, and while sexually confident I had never been overly charismatic. I needn't have worried. Benny was more than capable of carrying the conversation for everyone. At first I sat up front with Benny but by nightfall I was sitting comfortably in the back with my arm around Nicole while she slept soundly on my shoulder. I am normally a leg guy, not a breast guy, so normally I would have gravitated more towards Jenny than Nicole, but Benny assured me that there was nothing for rebound sex like a round ass and a nice full set of tits. Nicole definitely qualified. Nicole had three or four years on me, but she didn't seem to care. She was short, blonde, blue eyed and had plenty of curves. She wasn't fat by anyone's reckoning, and I couldn't imagine she could sit at a bar without men tripping over each other to buy her drinks, but my eyes couldn't help but wonder over to Jenny's long legs and short shorts. Jenny was tall with long auburn hair. She was a little small in the chest maybe, but she was absolutely my type. Tall, tanned, long hair, unbelievable legs, and she was, as I expected, an actual model. She wasn't a famous one or anything, appearing only in local magazines, ads, and maybe the occasional car mag, but she had a confidence about her that said she was going places. We got to the beach after dark. Benny and the girls hit the beach straight away, while I was left to carry things in from the car. The time share, which was really a condo on the beach, had only two bedrooms, a single bathroom, a kitchenette, and a small living room with a small sofa table, and no TV. I was getting along fairly well with Nicole, but sharing a bed seemed a little bit rushed. I hesitated when it came to putting our things away, but I had little choice with where to put our bags. Jenny and Benny got the main room, while I sat Nicole and I up in the smaller room, then changed into a pair of trunks. The girls passed me as I finally made my way down the beach, promising to return in their swimwear. I was glad that the two of them would be in there alone, as it would let them talk about the sleeping arrangements more privately. By the time things wound down at the beach, Nicole found some time to talk to me about it. Jenny took Benny out into the dark surf alone, giving Nicole a meaningful look. I enjoyed watching Nicole step slowly out onto the sand, the moonlight highlighting her sexy figure as it kissed off of the ocean water. My erection was incredibly curious to find out where things might be leading. I didn't think I was ready for a full blown relationship or anything just yet, but I am man, here me roar, and I'll be damned if I wouldn't make a move on this beauty if she gave me half an invitation. She dropped next to me in the sand, and told me that she saw the bed, and that she knew that I was a guest long before she was, so she was not going to ask that I sleep on the couch or anything. She was comfortable sharing a bed with me, but she wanted to make sure that I was could handle being a gentleman. "I think I can handle that," She looked at me doubtfully. As I mentioned, I was male, which hurt my credibility. I went for humor. "for the first night at least." I amended. She laughed. It sent electric jolts down her sizable breasts and magically through the air and down my cock. "We can take things one day at a time." she told me. "I am going to shower and unpack. Why don't you head up with me and give those two some privacy?" My jaw dropped as she stood and her fantastic ass popped up in front of me. God bless the man who invented thongs. "There are other people on the beach." I said. Which was true, I doubted Benny was going to be scoring out there in the water. Nicole arched an eyebrow at me in a way that implied that I might be a little slow. "You would be surprised what lovers can get away with in the ocean at night. Most who notice will look away. Well... let me re-word this. You can come up and flirt with me for a bit, or stay here alone and watch your buddy make out with his girl." I followed the girl. See? I am not that dumb after all. That first night, Nicole laid with her back to me. I lay on my back. Neither of us were falling asleep. An hour passed that way, wondering if I should spoon with her or stay on my side. Eventually I got up and grabbed a pair of trunks. "Can't sleep?" she asked me. I thought about my answer for a second. "It turns out being a gentleman can be harder than I thought." She didn't turn to look at me, so I was hoping that I sounded more flirty than creepy. I was not very charismatic. "I am going to go on a run and burn off a little energy. I will be back by morning." She didn't say anything. I could only hope that she was smiling. She was asleep by the time I returned, showered the sand off of me, and climbed into bed. When I laid down she didn't wake, but she backed up against me. As tired as I was, I reacted on instinct, turning into her and wrapping my arm around her. She had on a white night shirt and based on the way her breasts felt against my forearm I guessed that she had decided to remove her bra after I left. It still took me a bit to get to sleep, but knowing the girl was already asleep took all of the challenge out of being a gentleman. I woke when Nicole got out of bed. I watched her put on her bra in that way women do without actually taking off their shirt. She changed panties, which gave me a fantastic view of her ass. She knew that I was awake and watching. She even winked at me when she bent down to pull on the other pair. The view of her cunt from behind made my mouth water. After the shorts came up the shirt was next, and she made no effort to face away from me as she pulled off her sleep shirt and put on her fresh top. I know that technically a bra covers every bit as much as a bikini top, but trust me, the two are completely different animals. She closed the door behind her when she left, and I head Jenny and Benny talking in the front room. I hadn't gotten very much sleep the night before, so I rolled over to get a little more while I had the chance. I didn't wake up until just after noon. The condo was empty, and I had no idea where everyone was. A quick look around the condo for a note provided no clues as to where everyone went either. I knew Benny's aunt and uncle lived somewhere close by, and that we were all expected to go see them this morning. Perhaps they had all gone over there without me? I was not one for breakfast, so I decided to head down to the beach and check out the area by the light of day. I stripped down and into a pair of trunks before stepping out through the sliding glass door and out onto the back deck. The condo was connected to the one next door, so the two shared a wall and a deck. There was a dividing fence between the two properties down the middle of the deck, but it was low enough that someone tall like myself would have little trouble stepping over it. The stairs down to the beach were shared, and there was a hose at the top with which you could wash off your feet. That space was occupied by a rather normal looking man in his late thirties and his fantastic looking wife that I guessed to be thirty one or two at the oldest. I gave her a 9 in passing. She was a tall blonde with shoulder length hair. Her breasts were large for her very slender frame, enough so that I guessed them fake. Maybe a large C on her tiny body. I didn't doubt for an instant that they would look just as firm and gorgeous outside of the tiny bikini top. As I mentioned before, I am a leg man, so I was immediately drawn to the blonde's long legs and slender hips. They had just the right amount of muscle on them to make a man want to feel them wrapped around his head or hips. The husband caught me looking. I decide to play it off, and he let me. I walked up, as they were in my way, and offered my hand. They introduced themselves as the Campbells, and asked if I was Benny. It turns out Benny's aunt and uncle, Dan and Anna Johnson, were the ones who owned the actual property, and that they owned most of the condos on the block. The Campbell's owned a portion of the one next door to ours and when they were not using it it would get rented out and the profits would be split evenly between the families. While they were using it they paid Dan and Anna what amounted to a rent payment in compensation for the time the time share was occupied. It wasn't much, maybe twenty percent of its actual vacation rental value. I was guessing that it was a similar arrangement between Benny's parents and aunt and uncle. The Campbell's asked if I would mind taking the Johnsons their payment whenever I went to meet them. I agreed, and Mrs. Campbell went inside to presumably fetch it. I couldn't help but watch her go. A long moment passed in silence. "So which of those pretty young women are yours." Mr. Campbell asked pointedly. At least he was smiling. "Oh, um, neither technically. My girl dumped me a month ago. The tall one is Benny's girl and the shorter one is her friend. I only met her yesterday." "Ahh. Well I am sorry to hear that." He said, giving me a look of understanding. "Sorry to here what?" Mrs. Campbell asked when she came back out. Mr. Campbell told her what we had said, pretty much verbatim. Mrs. Campbell expressed her sympathies. "But don't worry, I am sure a handsome young man like yourself will find plenty of pretty young girls to help you get over her." She touched my arm when she spoke, and Mr. Campbell coughed disapprovingly. They gave me the cash in an envelope, and as I didn't have any where to put it (I was only in my trunks) I took it back into the condo and put it on the dresser in my room, under my own wallet. I made sure to lock up on my way down to the beach, and set out on another long run. I guessed it was about ten miles to the peer and back. I took my time. I was gone for over an hour, probably closer to two. I even chatted with a few pretty girls, which was a very brazen thing for me to do. I had no idea how to get to the Johnson's, so I figured I had plenty of time to kill on the beach. I was not about to spend that time sitting patiently on the couch. When I got back, people were in the condo. I had assumed that it was my companions up until I opened the sliding glass door. Yeah, I know it is glass and that I should have known before I opened it, but I didn't look, so shoot me. A woman I had never met sat on the couch. She was in her mid to late fifties, wearing a long grey T shirt and a pair of denim shorts. The shirt had a wide enough opening at the neck so that it was actually draped over one shoulder, and I could see she had on a zebra striped bikini top underneath. Mrs. Campbell was in the kitchen area, which was only blocked off from where I stood by a counter/bar. She was apparently making a pair of mixed drinks using our booze. She had changed tops, now wearing a thin orange bikini top that covered more of her breasts but was so thin it did nothing to disguise the position or firmness of her nipples beneath it. I was pretty sure a splash of water would render it transparent. "For a bunch of kids fresh out of high school you all certainly brought a lot of alcohol." she said. She smiled and winked at me. "Nicole and Jenny were old enough to buy. How did you get in here?" I asked a little less than politely. I know, stupid right? Why be upset to come home and find two unexpected MILFs in your condo? Well, I was curious how they got there, and I felt slightly uncomfortable with the idea that someone could just let themselves in to our place. "I let her in." said the brunette on the couch. "I guess you could say that I am your hostess this trip. My name is Anna Johnson, Benny's aunt. And of course I have a key darling." her eyes were smiling, but she wasn't. I have never been charismatic, but I have always been good at reading people. Too good in fact. As I knew she wasn't truly displeased with my words of greeting, I almost missed that she expected me to think she was. I mumbled my apology and introduced myself. "Of course I know who you are dear. I heard all about you from Jenny and Nicole." She left an amused pause hang in the air, giving me time I guess to wonder what the two girls would have said about me. "Dan and I wanted to take the four of you kids out on the yacht. You were not here, obviously. Cindy and Randy said that they saw you go out for a stroll. We waited for quite a bit." At this Mrs. Johnson motioned to Mrs. Campbell. Which was good, as I hadn't learned her or her husband's first names. "Dan ended up inviting Randy to take your place, and he jumped at the idea. I have no love of Cindy's husband, as Dan well knew, and as Cindy had not been invited I volunteered to stay behind with her and have a girl's night out. We were going to spend the cash Cindy had set aside for our timeshare payment, and apparently she gave that to you. Does that adequately explain what we are doing here, wasting away the afternoon waiting on you?" This time I couldn't have missed the sharpness in her voice. It made me flinch, to which Anna and Cindy exchanged a smile. I apologized and offered to fetch it. Only when I got to the bedroom there sat my wallet, but the envelope was gone. Had Nicole hid it as a gag? I had no concept of how much money was in it, so I frantically went looking thru Nicole's things. Then I looked though my own. Growing frantic, I lifted the mattress. No luck. I got down on the floor to check under the bed when Anna came to stand in the doorway. It wasn't under the bed. I rolled over onto my back, a desperate apology on my face. "Having trouble?" Anna asked, casually taking a sip from her mixed drink. I was abashed. I struggled, trying to find words to explain what had happened. I stammered out that the money wasn't where I had left it, and my guess that Nicole must have hidden it. "When?" asked pretty Cindy, stepping into view. "When everyone came looking for you, we invited everyone over to our place. No one but Anna and I have been in here since you left." The two women stared at me expectantly. It was a mistake, giving me time to think and all. "If no one has been in here but the two of you," I said, sitting up, "then one of you two already found the money. What type of game are you two playing at?" This time Mrs. Campbell was the one to stutter. Her poker face shattered as she struggled to respond. Anna Johnson turned and gave her a less than friendly stare and said only "Smooth." Cindy turned, cheeks glowing red from apparent embarrassment, and walked back to the living area. "Well so much for our little game. But you being intelligent should hardly be a deterrent." she said giving my body such an open and overt appraisal that I grew self-conscious. Of course I had checked her out, she was hot, but not so hot that I couldn't tell she was ten years older than my mother. "It would take more than that for me to give up on my plans this evening. I guess I will try honesty." I moved to stand, but she lifted her enticingly long and deeply tanned leg and placed her bare foot on my abs, pushing me back down into my back. "Now don't get up on my account young man." she commanded. Oddly, I obeyed, staying when she removed her leg. I am normally not that bright. "Here is the truth. Benny and the girls came over to my place this morning. I got to meet them. Dan asked about you. Benny mentioned how you had stayed up late, probably trying to get over your ex." "Once Dan and Benny went outside, however, Jenny grilled Nicole in front of me about what happened last night. I heard all about what a sweetheart you were, and how you respected her wishes even though she secretly wished that you wouldn't. The girls told me how handsome you were, and all about the break up. You don't know this from me, but Jenny called your ex and asked for more details about the break up last week. She said she wanted to hook you up with a friend of hers, and asked for your ex's honest opinion about you." I hadn't had any idea that Jenny had ever spoken to my ex. Anna gave me a moment to soak in what she had said. Once I was lost in thought I tried again to sit up, but she lifted the other incredibly sexy leg of hers and pressed her other foot to my chest, pushing me back down onto my back. It was impossible to hide my erection in my trunks. I am not the smartest man in the world, but I had a strong intuition that I didn't need to. Anna continued, leaving her bare foot on my chest. "Your ex gave you a glowing review. She said you were the sweetest, most masculine boyfriend she had ever had. That your cock was huge and always ready when she needs it, that you were talented with it as well as with your tongue, and that you could go for hours. She said whoever you had your break up sex with was in for a treat." Then why cheat on me, I wanted to ask. Anna saw my unasked question and replied with a shrug. "Apparently the girl just fell out of love. It happens." Anna took her foot off of my chest and stood with her legs straddling my hips. This let me see into the hall, and I realized Cindy had returned to the doorway, watching us silently. Anna waited until my eyes crawled back up her sexy body before she started up again. "So then we came here. I had been looking forward to meeting you after the fascinating description the girls had given you. Seth's Crazy Vacation Ch. 02 As you can understand I felt disappointed when the two women stood. Cindy stood first, leaving my cock still pressed snugly against Anna's ass cheeks, but then Anna stood as well, and my large cock attempted to stomach punch me in frustration. The situation was absurd. I was not the kind of guy who ended up in situations like this. Cindy Campbell was a tall blonde in her early thirties. Her hair came down to just below her shoulders. She was wearing white washed denim shorts and an orange bikini top, one that did nothing to camouflage the large succulent nipples that stood out from her firm, fake, but fantastic looking c-cup chest. Anna was shorter, though somehow just as leggy. Her shorts were denim but traditional blue, and did a remarkable job of accentuating her ass. She had a very deep, dark tan. Anna Johnson was a brunette, and do to the loose fitting shirt she wore I had absolutely no idea if her large breasts were real or fake, but I was 99% sure that I didn't give a damn. Both women were married and strangers to me until this afternoon. Both had done an unbelievably fast job seducing me into being what I guess would amount to being their sex slave for the evening, just before they abandoned me on the floor. Feeling dejected, I moved to pull my trunks up, the only stitch of clothing I had handy, but Anna's foot came down on my bare cock, gently but firmly pressing it against my abs, preventing me from covering it. "We can't spend the entire day having sex in here. Your summer bimbo wouldn't be able to mistake that smell for anything other than what it is. Likewise our places are out, but luckily I own another condo a few doors down which just so happens to be vacant this week. And look, I even brought the key." Mrs. Johnson fished said key out of her pocket. It wasn't on a ring. If this was an affair of opportunity and not planned out, which is what she had described, it seemed odd that she just happened to have the key to an empty condo on her person, but I am not a complete idiot. Not only was her foot pressed against my cock, but she was offering me the sexual opportunity of a life time. I kept my mouth shut. "Cindy and I are going to go next door and grab some things. You are going to pack up all the drinks and two solo cups from the kitchen and walk maybe a dozen doors down that way by way of the beach." She pointed out which direction for my benefit. "Cindy and I will walk down the street and enter through the front. We will open a patio door for you once we are ready. When you see the door open, you will come inside, set the drinks out on the counter, then stand opposite us and wait for instruction. From this point forward you will do exactly as you are told. Understood?" I had the sudden impression I was not the first young man they had shared. I nodded. "Yes ma'am." I said. "Yes mistress Johnson." she corrected me, applying more of her body weight to the pressure on my cock. It didn't hurt at all. A hard cock is actually designed to take a considerable amount of pressure and abuse, when you think about it. I knew better than to let Mistress Johnson see that. "Yes Mistress Johnson." I amended obediently. "You will notice that Cindy will also refer to me as her mistress while we are alone. Regardless of this, anytime you are alone with either of us for the duration of your summer here you will call us only Mistress Johnson and Mistress Campbell respectively, and you are to obey both of us without hesitation, myself first and foremost. Understood?" "Yes mistress Johnson." I replied. She finally eased the pressure off of my cock. "Lie there exposed until you are certain we have left the condo," she told me. She didn't wait this time for a reply but turned and left me alone on the floor. I waited until they were gone, and they took their time, before I pulled my trunks up and stood. I was not used to this whole submissive thing, and was not sure if I had a taste for it, but a little subservience was certainly worth the prize at the end of what seemed like a fairly short tunnel. And she did just say all summer, didn't she? I didn't even try to wipe the smile from my face. I gathered up the alcohol and two cups as ordered (very much aware that neither would be for me) and bagged up everything into the brown paper bag that we had bought them in. I was fairly certain my friends would later ask me where they went, and no decent lie came to mind either. I would just cross that bridge when I came to it. I was strolling down the beach in no time with a suspicious brown paper bag and a massive erection tenting my shorts. There were two condos I thought might be vacant that were both in the right area, so I had no idea which one we would be using. To say I was excited, nervous, and intimidated was an understatement. It is illegal to have booze down on the beach during the day, and I became self-conscious of the large plain brown paper bag in my arms. I ended up setting it down somewhat close to a trash can while I waited, and stayed close enough to keep an eye on it. The women kept me waiting. After a subjective eternity I saw the perky and sexy Mrs. Campbell in her orange bikini top and white washed shorts appear in the sliding glass door. She spotted me, smiled warmly, opened the door, and disappeared inside. Swiftly (because I thought the women might enjoy seeing me jump, and not at all because I was really freaking eager to see what happened) I gathered up the alcohol and hurried up the patio. I almost forgot to wash my feet in my haste. I felt certain Anna would have scolded me for tracking sand into what should have been an unoccupied condo. Anna and Cindy were sitting on the couch. The layout was identical to the condo that my friends and I were staying in. As instructed previously I sat the drinks out, cups and all, before moving to stand opposite the couch and await instruction. There was no television across from the couch here either, not even a framed painting like at our place, just an empty space for me to stand. I was disappointed to see the two women with as much on as they had on earlier. Anna Johnson had on a bikini top under the shirt, and I was dying to get a better look at her chest. After a few seconds of pointed silence of me standing by the wall and the women eyeing me with smiles on their faces Anna said casually "Lose the trunks." The trunks were all I had on of course, but I only hesitated for a moment. Both women had already seen and touched my cock in one fashion or another anyway. Soon I stood completely naked in front of the two married women. "You are every bit as handsome and well hung as Nicole said you were. Does it surprise you to learn that she snuck her hands into your trousers last night before you woke? It shouldn't. The slut wants you badly. I can't blame her. But we get you first. Isn't that right Toy?" "Yes Mistress Johnson." I said. "Do you know how to mix drinks Toy?" Anna asked. "Yes Mistress Johnson." I replied. She waived dismissively, permitting me to get to it. I made the two women drinks, very much aware that I was nude and they were not. I decided making the drinks either too strong or too soft would go over poorly, so I aimed for something right down the middle. I brought the drinks over to them, and when neither woman reached for theirs I sat the drinks down on the table. Lacking any further direction I went to stand back in my designated spot against the wall. I stood there for a moment while the two women considered me. Anna was the first to pick up her drink, but Anna waited until Cindy had done the same before she took a sip. Again Cindy mirrored her. "Not bad." Anna admitted after a moment. Cindy nodded in agreement. Anna asked me "Do you like having your cock sucked Toy?" "Yes Mistress Johnson." I replied quite enthusiastically. "My pet here said that she would very much like to try and suck that very large cock you have. Would you like that?" "Yes Mistress Johnson." "Then ask her nicely." "Please Mistress Campbell, please suck my cock for me?" Anna glanced over to her friend. "My Pet, why don't you get down on your knees and make sure we didn't give the poor boy friction burn with our teasing earlier?" "Yes Mistress Johnson." Cindy replied. She stood and came slowly towards me. Her hips rolled with a sensuality that told me that she was somehow looking forward to this as much as I was. Cindy met my eyes, and I saw real lust and excitement in them. It was the way my ex used to look at me. A look that always got my blood boiling and made me want to fulfill every fantasy the girl ever had. It occurred to me that she had put on make up at some point after I had seen her with her husband. Cindy held my gaze as she lowered herself to her knees in front of me. Only when she was ready did she take her eyes from mine and start examining my cock. It was at full mast, and held itself upright and ready for inspection. She didn't touch it, but instead slowly and teasingly moved her head so she could see it from all sides. Then she said "It doesn't look injured Mistress Johnson," so close to my cock that her breath made the muscle jump. The teasing was too much. I placed my hands flat on the wall, mostly to keep myself from grabbing Mrs. Campbell's head, and begged "Please suck my cock Mistress Campbell." It was Anna who answered. "The Toy will speak only when spoken to!" Shit. I stood there, prostrate against the wall while this sexy stranger took her time breathing on and examining my erection. Another eternity passed before she reached up with her delicate hand and finally wrapped it around my shaft. The blonde's nails were pink, and her diamond ring looked huge on her thin finger. I am a middle class guy from a middle class family. What I mean is, my family has never come close to owning or co-owing any beach front property, or had the kind of money to waste on cosmetic surgery, so I should point out that both of these women were from more elite walks of life than I was. It was a turn on, a major turn on, seeing that huge ass ring on the hand that wrapped around my underclass shaft. Aside from the taboo of what a married woman was about to do for me, the knowledge that a woman of privilege was so intent on turning me on, and intended to spend the better part of the day with my lower class dick deep inside of her turned me on in a way that I never had been before. Mrs. Campbell spoke, and I again felt her breath wash over my sensitive skin. "May I play with my new Toy yet Mistress?" "It is your Toy my Pet. Help yourself." Anna said smugly from where she watched us on the couch. She sounded neutral, but I had the feeling she would have been irritated had Cindy started witho- All rational thought left my mind as Mrs. Campbell ran her tongue up the entire length of my shaft. Had I been able to dig my fingers into the wall I would have. I watched Mr. Campbell's beautiful trophy wife as she explored the head of my cock with her tongue. I struggled against moaning as my cock slid between her lips. I failed. Mrs. Cindy Campbell didn't try to swallow me whole, not straight away. Instead her lips slid slowly back and forth over the length of the shaft, going ever closer to its base with each and every cycle. She took in maybe another centimeter between her lips each time my cock slid into her mouth, often not even that much. It was a kind of torture I guess, but one I thoroughly enjoyed. I have a cock that is both thick and long. This slow progression was going to take quite a while. I took full use of the time to enjoy the visual stimulation of this beautiful cougar on her knees in front of me, as I watched eyed another attractive woman watch on with interest. Maybe being a sub wasn't all that bad? She was to the halfway point, and I had just grown certain that my cock head was sliding back and forth down her actual throat, before Benny's aunt spoke up. "It occurs to me that my Pet has a new Toy in her mouth and she hasn't tried to bite it yet. Does she not like her gift? I could take it away..." I would have smiled at the joke had Mistress Campbell not bit down onto my cock immediately. And she bit down hard. My legs almost gave out and I sagged against the wall. My fists hit the wall before I gathered my wits and her hair as I prepared to jerk the married psycho off of my shaft. Anna almost screamed at me as she rose to her feet. "The Toy does not have permission to touch his betters. Release her now or walk home naked and dickless!" She was all but shouting. Strangely, obediently, I let go of Mistress Campbell's hair and slapped my hands back against the wall. The pressure she had applied to the bite never changed. She worried her head back and forth, which hurt more, before releasing my cock from her jaws. The woman laughed and began licking the area where she had bitten me. There were teeth marks. Holy crap these women were crazy. Mrs. Campbell resumed her previously slow progression towards deep throatting my surprisingly still hard shaft while Mrs Johnson walked over to the bar to refill her drink. I watched her wearily, and absolutely hated the fact that she had more on than either of us. I realized that was probably not a coincidence, just another subtle was of establishing and maintaining control. She walked slowly over to us, drink in hand. She placed one hand on my shoulder as she leaned bodily against my chest from an angle, so as not to intrude on Cindy's fun. Casually Anna politely turned her head to sip at her drink. It was like her outburst hadn't happened, which lends weight to the argument that the sexy scary woman had a screw loose. With each couple of intense seconds that passed my cock came closer and closer to sliding all the way down Cindy's throat. "You are certainly a handsome young man." Anna said, giving me appraising look. My cock flinched and jumped somewhere deep down Cindy's throat, and I felt her mirth filled laugh vibrate up through my shaft. I groaned, and Mistress Anna smiled knowingly. Mrs. Johnson circled to stand directly behind Cindy and, right when Cindy finally took my entire cock deep down her throat; Anna pressed herself bodily into me, holding Cindy's head in place with her hips, pinning the woman down onto my cock. Cindy sputtered and choked, struggling to compensate for the unexpected application of force. Ignoring her, Anna casually leaned in and kissed my neck. Then she licked it. It made me nervous. I was worried about Cindy biting my cock again, but I couldn't help but shift my cock just a little deeper down her throat. Anna responded not with anger, like I feared, but with a smile. The smile was scarier. Anna started sensually grinding her hips into the back of Cindy's head. Back and forth, up and down, fucking me with her friend's mouth. She was acting cool, but Anna's eyes betrayed how turned on this was making her. I couldn't help but buck my hips in turn. She poured some of her drink out onto my chest and started licking it clean as she pressed into me. Cindy held out for as long as she could but she started gagging uncontrollably and started trying to talk. Anna looked both irritated and thrilled. "What was that? Are you thirsty, Pet?" she asked mockingly. She lifted her hips away so that Cindy could finally slip my cock back out of her mouth. I was disappointed. To be honest, I had been close to cumming. Mrs. Campbell tried to speak, an apology I think, but Anna poured what was left of her mostly full drink onto the woman's face. Cindy sputtered and choked again, and I am sure the alcohol would be burning her eyes. She tried to close them too late. She opened her mouth to cough and Anna forced her head back down over my raging erection. Anna was even less gentle this time around. With her hand gripping Cindy Campbell's hair she all but humped me against the wall, using her "Pets" face to fuck me. "Are you mad at me for embarrassing you in front of your Toy?" Anna asked casually. Somehow Cindy managed a nod in spite of the tight hold Anna had on her hair, Anna's hips pounding the back of her head, and my huge cock filling her mouth and throat. "Well he is your Toy, why not take it out on him, show him who is boss?" Oh... shit. Cindy bit my cock again, much harder than before. Anna kept bouncing against her head. It hurt. A lot. I came. Hard. Mistress Johnson realized what was happening when Mrs. Campbell started gagging again, and she picked up the pace of her humping. Crazy bitches, I thought as I tried to hide some of the pain from my face as I painfully emptied my load down Mrs. Campbell's eager throat. "I feel like I need a cigarette." Anna said as she walked over to her purse and then slowly over to the kitchen counter to refill her drink. I couldn't help but stare at her ass as she walked. Why was I so turned on by her after all of that crap? I wanted inside of her more now, not less. I should be smacking these bitches around and running but... Anna came back to us, and offered the drink to me. Well, no point in trying to run now. I took the drink and downed it. I didn't even ask what it was. "Are you ready to return the favor Toy?" Anna asked, turning dismissively and walking back to the couch. I looked down at Cindy Campbell. She had seen better days. Her mascara had run, from both the alcohol and the tears. There were little black spots from where it had landed on her orange top and fanatic legs. Her fake breasts looked even more firm from her arousal. She had never actually stopped playing with my cock. Even now she bent low to suck my slightly deflated balls into her mouth. She looked like she needed to be taken. I wanted to repay the torture she had dealt to me by fucking her roughly and mercilessly. "Absolutely." I replied, offering Mistress Campbell my hand. "No." Anna corrected us. "The Pet stays on the floor where she is. I gave her permission to suck that massive cock of yours. You owe that payback to me." Even as she spoke Anna Johnson finally unsnapped her shorts and unceremoniously dropped them and her bikini bottoms to the floor in one fluid motion. She sat on the couch, spreading her legs for me and crooking her finger in invitation. Again, I obeyed. I left Mrs. Campbell on the floor and went eagerly over to the couch. Anna's legs were up on the table, so I had to crawl to come up between them. It didn't seem odd in any way by this point. Technically, Cindy was the hotter between the two, but something about Benny's aunt made me eager to pleasure her, to seek her approval. She had a bald cunt, fairly wide hips, no tan lines, but still had a deep and dark tan. Somewhere she sunbathed nude. I was going to tease her, to slowly build her up and turn her on show her how good I could be, but she grabbed my head and brought my mouth forcefully down into her pussy. I guess I should have expected that. Still I was damned good at going down on a woman, and the crazy bitch was already turned on... It took me a while before I realized she was fighting off her orgasms. Once I knew this, I focused on learning what best got her juices flowing, and the next time I suspected she was fighting one back I pulled out all the stops. Anna came hard, kicking at me and trying to pull me away from her cunt. I wanted to taste her, needed to taste her, so I disobeyed her unspoken request and stayed right where I was, flicking her labia with my tongue. She came even harder than I had expected. When it was over, she pulled me up to look at her. I beamed, expecting her to compliment me. Instead she slapped me across my smug face. I am a big guy. I am not going to cry or complain about a simple slap, but it stung, and more than just physically. She asked if I understood why I had been slapped. Seth's Crazy Vacation Ch. 02 "Yes Mistress." I said, and was surprised when my cock throbbed in both anticipation and agreement. Traitor. "Promise to control yourself in the future, and we can move on." I nodded. "Yes Mistress." "Your disobedience will need to be punished," my best buddy's aunt told me. She smiled warmly, a smile that did reach her eyes, as she leaned in to within a few inches of my face as she reached down between us and lightly gripped my again stiff as a board cock. "Somehow, however, I just came harder than I had in years, I'm impressed enough to make your punishment pleasurable... this time." To be continued... Seth's Crazy Vacation "But you were not here, so I asked Cindy if she thought you were attractive, and we compared notes. Her husband had told her that you couldn't keep your eyes off of her ass. We agreed that you would be worth seducing, but I couldn't help but feel annoyed that the busty young slut was going to get her hooks into you before I could. Then..." Anna paused to lower herself into a sitting position on my abs. She motioned Cindy over who straddled me as well, taking a seat behind Anna and sitting more or less on top of my erection. Both women began to grind their hips into me. I didn't stop them, obviously. I had morals back then, but I was no saint. "So then Dan invites Randy, and actually suggests that Cindy and I have a girl's night, and I think to myself what a fantastic opportunity that would be to take the mysterious handsome and well hung stud out for a test drive, and here we are." Cindy stopped grinding on me long enough to pull my trunks down a bit, and I felt her manicured nails scratch against my fully hard cock as she pulled it free and let it thwack itself against Anna's denim clad ass. Anna smiled at me and shifted back a bit, so that my cock was forced to stick straight up in the air. Then Cindy snuggled back up pressing her rough shorts against my cock from the other side. Now that my cock was firmly pressed between one married vagina and another woman's married ass, the two women resumed their grinding. It was incredible. Erotic in a way that I had never experienced. I dug my fingers into the carpet. Anna dug hers into my chest and Cindy dug hers into my legs. I moaned. Anna kept talking. "Keep in mind now that Randy and Dan are pigs. I was disinvited for a reason. Those two have every intention of getting Barry and the girls so trashed that they can't stand, and if Nicole gives them half a chance she will come back good and plowed by both of them. Maybe Jenny too. And there is no way they are coming back before the sun goes down, assuming they make it back before midnight." "So," Anna paused for a moment to moan when Cindy let go of my legs and slid her hands around Anna's stomach and squeezed her breasts in front of me through the grey shirt. The view was... stimulating, to say the least. Anna's breasts were very large, round, and natural looking. Anna picked up her drink from where she had set it on the floor and took another sip before finishing her thought, "while those to men are out all day trying to shag the girl that was rightfully yours, how do you feel about spending a few hours fucking their sexy but undersexed wives?" I didn't hesitate. "Yes please." I said at once. Mrs. Johnson and Mrs. Campbell smiled down on me. "Yes mistresses." they both corrected me. "Yes mistresses." I said without hesitation...