0 comments/ 6423 views/ 2 favorites She's the Boss: Kinky Spa Break By: SonofGondor A Note to the Reader: although the following scenario is fictitious, it is based on real life. Once again, I must begin by thanking 'Aubrey' - my girlfriend, partner-in-crime and mistress - for allowing me to immortalise our wonderful relationship in this way. ***** "I love you baby..." I could still remember the first time that Aubrey had said those words to me. At least, I thought I could. To be honest, my memory of our earliest days together were rather confused; they just seemed to blend together into one glorious tapestry of sensations. Even our first kiss was a moment lost in the haze of my subconscious; all I could remember clearly were the circumstances that had surrounded it. Sitting through that dull sales conference in Liverpool; expecting to stagger into the hotel room and collapse into a long-awaited sleep; being greeted instead by the sight of my buxom boss in a black evening dress; that first breathtaking embrace, when I'd first felt our bodies pressing together... A small cough brought me back to the here-and-now, and I jumped slightly in my chair as I snapped out of my reverie. Aubrey reached across the table and stroked the side of my face, her plump fingers stroking the few days' worth of stubble that I'd allowed myself to cultivate. "You were daydreaming again," she whispered, a half-smile playing across her lips, "I do hope that you weren't thinking about work." I forced myself to meet my girlfriend's gaze, resisting the temptation to be distracted by her teasing caress, and tried to look as innocent as possible as I watched her hazel eyes sparkling at me. "No, I can see it in your eyes." She said at last, giving me a small nod of approval. "You must have been thinking about me. You're always thinking about me, even at the office." Suddenly, I felt movement under the table, and Aubrey began tracing one foot up and down the back of my calf as she continued to stare me out. "It's a good thing that you can multi-task you know," she chuckled, "or you'd probably never get any work done. Still, for the next couple of days, we can both of us forget all about work, and focus on enjoying some rest and relaxation before that big performance evaluation next week." I groaned, raising my eyes to the heavens and throwing up my hands in an elaborate shrug. "Don't remind me babe. That's the last thing that I want to be thinking about right now." Officially speaking, the performance evaluation would determine whether or not Aubrey and I would be receiving our end-of-year bonus, but to be honest, we both knew that we'd breeze through it without a hitch. "Anyway," I continued, my hand moving to join Aubrey's as she cupped my chin and began to twist the hair of my goatee between her fingers, "we're a great team, so we've got nothing to worry about." At this, Aubrey broke into a broad grin, and swatted my arm playfully with her free hand. "Flatterer!" She hissed, sticking out her tongue and running it over her lips, her silver bar glinting in the light. It was early morning, and we had just finished breakfast in the dining room of our hotel; a large spa complex in the heart of Manchester. Knowing that we were both dead certs for our bonuses, we'd decided to celebrate early, and treat ourselves to a good pampering for a few days, as well as take the chance to escape from the prying eyes of the office. Actually, I was amazed that no-one at the office seemed to suspect anything, even though I was pulling more than the usual number of night shifts. Slowly, I felt Aubrey pull her hand way from my face and ease herself out of her chair, picking up another piece of toast as she did so. "Come on then Leonard," she urged, nibbling one corner and gesturing towards the door. "We want to make sure that we get to the pool before all those German tourists nab all the good beds on the deck!" I drained the last of my tea, straining to suppress a laugh; if there were any Germans staying at the hotel, we'd neither of us seen any of them. It was obvious that Aubrey was in a hurry though, and I couldn't wait to find out why. As we entered the lift and started to ride the five floors up to our room, I felt the tension between us snap like an over-stretched elastic band, and almost simultaneously, we flung ourselves into each others' arms. Not only was Aubrey at least a couple of inches taller than me, but she was heavier than me as well, so her momentum sent me staggering backwards. As we hit the side of the lift car, I gasped loudly, revelling at the feeling of her big soft body squashing me against the wall, and feeling her massive bosom heaving with every breath. Then, placing her hands either side of my face, her fingers sliding up into my hair, she leaned forward and kissed me with a fierce, urgent passion. My head spinning, I ran both hands down the length of Aubrey's spine, tracing the curve of her waist and hips, slowly allowing my lips to part as I did so. There was a familiar click of metal, and her tongue was suddenly jousting with mine, filling my mouth and locking our lips tight together. With a groan, I brought both hands down onto my girlfriend's voluptuous arse, squeezing her plump cheeks through the fabric of her morning dress, and smiling inwardly as she moaned in appreciation. Suddenly, we heard a disembodied voice saying 'fifth floor,' and the doors to the elevator slid open, revealing us like a prize on a tv quiz show. We both froze, too scared to move, and still locked in our tight embrace. As we slowly drew apart, and I surrendered my hold on Aubrey's arse, we both turned towards the open doors, to be greeted by an elderly couple staring at us with a mixture of shock and amusement. Blushing like naughty schoolchildren who'd been caught behind the bike-sheds, we edged past them sheepishly, exchanging a rather embarrassed 'hello.' However, the lady smiled and winked, causing Aubrey and I to exchange bemused looks as the stranger nudged her companion in the ribs. "Just a couple of horny newlyweds," we heard her chuckle as the lift doors closed again. "That rather reminds me of our wedding night!" That did it. Aubrey gave me a hearty slap between the shoulder-blades, bellowing out a roar of laughter as she did so. Although I was almost knocked off my feet and sent staggering once more into a wall, I couldn't hold it in either; I doubled over, grasping my knees and quaking madly as tears began to stream down my face. "Randy old bitch." I heard Aubrey cry in shock, "sounds to me like hubby's going to get some action later on!" My knees gave way, and I slumped to the floor, clutching my sides and snorting as I tried desperately to stop laughing. It was no good though: the shock of having been caught, coupled with the ensuing exchange, had rendered me quite helpless, and I just had to ride it out. Finally, I managed to calm down enough to allow Aubrey to help me back to my feet. "Sorry about that," she panted, gently touching the spot where her slap had connected, "got rather carried away." I drew one arm across my face to dry my tears as I recovered my breath, and flashed a toothy grin and a reassuring wink. Then, I offered her my arm, and, still rather flushed, we retreated into our room to carry out a quick-change operation. "I'll take the bathroom." Aubrey gasped as we fought to be the first through the door, "if we both start undressing in the bedroom, I have a feeling that we'll never get poolside." Barely five minutes later, we were back in the corridor. I was wearing a pair of black jockey-short style trunks that bulged satisfactorily in the front, and had a towel draped around my broad shoulders, flaunting my hairy chest and stomach. As for Aubrey, she was clad in a stunning pink one-piece that emphasised every one of her ample curves, and gave her huge breasts exactly the right support, producing a truly hypnotic cleavage. The high-leg cut of the suit also did a wonderful job of showing off her full arse, and accentuated the plumpness of her thighs. She was also wearing a satin robe - the kind that professional dancers wear in-between performances - which billowed out behind her like a cape. Back in the lift, we risked another kiss and cuddle between floors, but we made sure not to get too carried away. However, on the ground floor, we ran into the old couple again, who both smiled as we passed, and gave a friendly wave. "I do hope we didn't embarrass you." The woman said shyly as we moved aside to let them pass, her husband glancing down at his feet, "it's just that seeing you two young lovers in a clinch like that brought back some very happy memories. You really do make a very sweet couple." Once again, Aubrey and I found ourselves blushing slightly, but we managed to stay calm. "We like to think so." I heard Aubrey saying, "but I'm afraid that we're not newlyweds." She held out her hand to emphasise her bare third finger. "That said," she continued, draping an arm around my shoulder and hooking the silver chain that still hung around my neck. "This serves a similar purpose. It's to remind my gorgeous boyfriend that he's all mine, so I don't want to find out that you've been trying to steal him away from me, ok?" Aubrey winked at the other lady, who let out a giggle and offered her hand to us both, introducing herself as Emily. "Don't worry about that." She countered. "I'm too old to go chasing after young bucks like him; I don't have the energy for it any more. In any case, Robert and I are celebrating our 50th Anniversary, so we're not going to have eyes for anyone else this weekend." She gave her husband another playful dig in the ribs, just to make sure to emphasise the point, but he had fallen into a silent reverie, and was gazing lovingly at his wife. We both offered hearty congratulations to the couple, and promised to buy them a round of drinks in the bar, before rushing off to the pool. Thankfully, none of the - possibly imaginary - German tourists had shown up to take possession of any of the loungers, and in fact, we pretty much had the pool to ourselves. Evidently, the Rugby World Cup was occupying the attention of most of the guests; unsurprising, given the last-minute shock defeat of former champions South Africa to rank outsiders Japan. To start off, we headed for the sauna, still needing to sooth out the aches and pains incurred in the hallway, and Aubrey took a seat on the tiered bench behind me so that she could massage my shoulders. The hearty buffet that she'd given me earlier had left a noticeable mark between my shoulders, but soon, Aubrey's soothing touch, combined with the warmth of the steam, had me drifting away into a blissful daze. Slowly, she reached around my broad frame, bending over and cuddling me from behind, the weight of her bosom pressing, soft and heavy, against the back of my head. I snuggled back into her, pushing backwards and raising my hands to her face, stroking her auburn locks, which she'd had cut into a very sexy bob. Finally, I decided that it was my turn to take charge, and craning my neck up and around, I brushed a teasing kiss against Aubrey's lips. Easing myself to my feet, I indicated that she should lay down on her front, and, cracking my knuckles, I began to gently kneed the soft flesh of her back, working my way up and down her spine before using my fingertips to play across the knots that I could feel in her naked shoulders. Clearly, this was having the desired effect, because Aubrey began to purr and stretch out like a cat, and urge me to increase the pressure in my fingers; every so often, a moan would escape from her throat, and a twitch of pleasure would ripple through her body. As I paused to flex some of the cramp out of my hands, Aubrey lazily rolled over onto her back. "Right baby." She grinned at me, "let's see what you can do to this half of me!" Without saying a word, I leaned over and gave her a deep, hungry kiss, reaching down to place one hand over the crotch of her suit. Aubrey gasped as my fingers brushed her clit through the fabric, but I decided to let the tease linger, tracing my way up over her plump belly, until I was cupping one huge breast in each hand. Shifting around slightly, I kept my mouth clamped on hers as I squeezed and fondled her heaving bosom, moaning as I felt her fat nipples harden beneath my palms. Suddenly, Aubrey grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me away from her. "It's no good Leonard." She panted, a wild glint appearing in her eyes; I need something more. Follow me." Jumping up, she seized my wrist and dragged me from the sauna, leading me across the tiles and down the steps into the still-deserted pool. As she towed me out into the centre of the deep end, treading water as we lost touch with the bottom, she reached under the water and slipped one hand into my tight shorts. "I knew it!" She crowed with glee as she felt my rigid fat cock, "I just knew that you were getting nice and hard for me." She was right. All the way through the massage, I had felt my crotch starting to burn and my Lycra-clad manhood twitch with every touch of Aubrey's flesh. Even though I'd been playing with her through the suit, I'd felt myself nursing a obvious hard-on, but with all the attention I'd been lavishing on her, my 'predicament' hadn't really seemed all that important. Now, however, it was a different story. Aubrey quite literally had me by the balls, and she was making my aching cock feel very happy indeed. Even though the tight Lycra kept it pinned down, my suit now showed a huge bulge, and I was on the verge of begging Aubrey to release me. "Tell me Leonard," she purred, leaning in close and kissing me gently on the forehead. "Would you like to do something very naughty with your mistress?" That was the magic word. Nothing turned me on more than hearing Aubrey refer to herself as my 'Mistress,' or hearing her address me as her 'slave.' It was the game that we played, and a very kinky game too. I nodded vigorously, pushing my crotch forward as much as possible while being buoyed up by the water. Whatever it was that Aubrey had in mind, I knew that it was going to be a lot of fun, and as she gave my cock an extra hard squeeze, I inclined my head to share another deep kiss. Gazing levelly into my eyes, Aubrey drew her hand out of my shorts and brought it up to my face, her other arm around my waist, holding me up and close to her so that the tip of my bulge was pressing against the crotch of her suit. "What I want you to do slave," she whispered, running her tongue over her lips, "is to slip off those tight shorts and release that big fat cock of yours, then pull my suit to one side and push it inside my tight wet pussy." I moaned audibly, struck dumb for the moment. "Yes Leonard." She said, deliberately. "I want my hunky slave boy to make love to me, right here, right now, in the water, where anyone could catch us." It felt as if I was dreaming. "Oh Mistress!" I moaned again, not willing to belief what I'd just heard. "Do you really mean it? Are you going to take my virginity?" She leaned forward and kissed me again, hard and deep, her fingers running through my hair as we bobbed together in the water. "I've been waiting for this moment for so long." I continued as we broke apart. "I can't imagine giving my virginity to anyone else. I've never met a more exciting, passionate, loving woman in my life. I love you so much, and I want to make our relationship truly unique." We were both on the verge of tears, and embraced tightly, taking a moment to gather ourselves. Aubrey, her hands roaming over my back, lay her head on my shoulder, nuzzling her face into my neck and rubbing against the coarse hair of my beard. Reaching down under the water, I managed to wrestle my tight trunks down over my thighs, my thick, hard cock bouncing slightly as it was released from the tight confines of the Lycra. Raising one hand, I began stroking Aubrey's beautiful dark hair, feeling her move her hands down my body and onto my bare arse, and twitched involuntarily as the tip of my cock made contact with the crotch of her suit, stretched taut over her pubic mound. My other hand still under the water, I reached out tentatively, still not quite willing to believe what was happening, and hooked my fingers between the seam and the soft, smooth skin of her inner thigh. To my delight, I could also feel that Aubrey had continued to cultivate a full bush, and as I eased the material to one side, exposing the dark fur, she slid one hand off my arse and grasped my throbbing shaft, rubbing the head teasingly against her bulging clit and along the length of her lips. As she did so, she gave my arse a gentle squeeze, her nails pressing into my flesh and causing me to thrust my hips forwards. "Wait a moment baby," Aubrey purred, her hand still stroking the length of my cock. "It won't work if you can't touch the bottom." Kicking out, she pushed off from the side of the pool, her powerful legs sending us both gliding through the water and propelling us back down towards the shallow end. Finally, I felt my feet touching the bottom, and gave Aubrey's full arse a playful slap, causing her to hit the brakes and glance up at me. "Naughty boy!" She grinned. "You'd better remember who does the spanking around here, or I might keep you a virgin a little longer." I gazed up into her face, adopting a suitably chastened expression, hanging my head as Aubrey stood up and towered over me. "That's better." She whispered approvingly, her hand moving down my shaft to gently massage my aching balls. "My slave boy knows who's in charge. Now, it's time for you to make your Mistress feel really good." Taking a step forward and wrapping one arm around my back, she pulled me into a tight embrace and, with an air of finality, guided the fat head of my cock between her juicy lips. With a gentle push, I felt myself entering Aubrey for the first time, and a long, low groan escaped my throat as I threw my arms around her and almost lunged forward, our lips meeting in a furious, fiery kiss. Obviously, I was well aware of just how wet Aubrey became whenever she was aroused, and had often stroked the wet, velvety walls of her vagina with my fingers, but the sensation of having my cock enveloped by her warmth was something altogether more intense. As I began to move my hips gently back and forth, I felt Aubrey brace herself on my shoulders and lift both feet off the bottom of the pool, wrapping her legs around my body. Locking her feet together behind my back, she squeezed me between her plump thighs, drawing me closer to her, and pulling the last inch of my throbbing shaft inside her dripping pussy. Gasping as I bottomed out and my own hairy mound met hers, Aubrey gazed deeply into my eyes and pulled both hands down my back, scratching me like a cat and purring with lust. Her tongue slid out and along her lips, one again revealing the beautiful bar that glinted in its centre, and I could feel myself being reduced to a gibbering wreck. "Oh Leonard!" She moaned softly, subtly increasing the pressure in her thighs as I started to grind against her, "your cock feels so good inside me. Not too long, but nice and thick, and such a nice fat head too!" As if to emphasise the point, she grabbed my hands, which I'd placed on either side of her head, and guided me down her body. With her legs locked around me, the water was supporting most of her weight, and her huge breasts were floating in front of my face. As she brought my hands over her shoulders, Aubrey allowed me to fondle her soft mounds, smiling to herself as the feeling of her warm flesh beneath my fingers caused me to give a couple of extra-hard thrusts. Then, pulling my arms under the water, she urged me to slide my hands beneath the fabric of her suit, cupping the broad cheeks of her arse. Mimicking her leg action, I took a firm grip of Aubrey's buttocks and drew her into me, our bodies now locked together and moving as one. Throwing her head back and smiling with pleasure, she slipped the straps of her suit down off her shoulders, wriggling from side to side so that her massive mounds bobbed free from the full cups. Taking hold of one breast with both hands, she raised it invitingly towards me. "Go ahead baby. Suck on Mistress' fat titty." Without a word, I inclined my head and took the hard nipple between my lips, trapping it between my teeth and batting it back and forth with my tongue as I began to suckle. She's the Boss: Kinky Spa Break Just like that first night together, I felt myself becoming overwhelmed by a tide of passion, and as we continued to move our bodies as one, I smothered my face as hard as I could into Aubrey's warm, heavy breast. Her hands cupping the back of my head, she stroked my hair lovingly and murmured gently, and I began to shudder involuntarily as her vaginal muscles clenched around my cock, massaging my shaft as I slid in and out of her. I could tell that she was close to an orgasm, and as I felt her thighs squeezing me even tighter to her, I pushed my hips forward, letting go of her nipple and sucking the entire areola into my mouth, mewling incoherently. Aubrey's entire body was spasming now, a rush of adrenalin coursing though her as she tumbled over the edge. Her fingers in my hair, she held my head tight to her heaving mounds, urging me to suckle harder, riding out her climax. I could feel my own orgasm nearing, but the force with which Aubrey was crushing my body against her was too great. Also, with my face buried in the warm flesh of her bosom, I was having a lot of trouble breathing, but the joy of nursing on her massive breast was overwhelming, and I couldn't bring myself to stop. With no other option, I relinquished my hold on her arse, lifting both hands to her bosom and pushing some of the warm flesh away from my nose, mewling as I inhaled deeply. Although Aubrey was still stroking my face and beard, encouraging me to take my fill of her breast, experience told me that I needed to hold back, and I slowed my thrusts until only the grip of her thighs prevented me from pulling out of her. The first powerful waves of her orgasm had now subsided, but she continued to spasm and twitch, a smile of pure pleasure spreading across her face as she unlocked her legs and released me. As I stepped back and felt my still-hard cock slide out of her pussy, Aubrey reached one hand under the water and gently caressed my balls, purring with contentment until I finally pulled myself off of her fat nipple. "Not bad for your first time darling." She grinned down at me, tickling me between the legs as we disentangled and allowed ourselves to float for a moment. "But I don't think that you're going to be able to shoot your load in the pool. We need to be able to get a bit more 'vigorous.'" Desperate to find out what she had planned, I kicked off my trunks, which had remained bunched around my ankles during the whole of our aquatic romp, scooped them up out of the water, and followed Aubrey out of the pool, my fat cock bouncing up and down in front of me as I took in the sight of her swaying Lycra-clad arse. Once we we both on the pool-side, Aubrey - her breasts still hanging free from her suit and jiggling on top of her plump belly - linked her arm in mine and led me across to the sauna, which, like the steam-room and the pool, was deserted. Spreading a towel on one of the long wooden benches, she motioned for me to lie down on my back, snatching my trunks and tossing them into a corner of the room. Having stretched out on the bench, I propped myself up on one elbow and stroked my cock lazily with my free hand, gazing in awe as Aubrey stripped off her own suit, revealing her large dark bush to my eager eyes. "What do you think baby?" She whispered seductively, her hands caressing the full curves of her body as the temperature in the room made her glisten with sweat. "Do you think we might be able to manage it better in here?" I flashed a broad grin and nodded excitedly, grasping the base of my cock and shaking it back and forth, emphasising how hard the sight of her furry pussy had made me. Hefting one huge breast in each hand and pushing them together to display her seemingly endless cleavage, Aubrey threw back her head and giggled playfully, running her tongue over her lips as she glanced at my waiting hard-on. "Please!" I begged, subtly increasing the speed of my strokes as I watched her fondling her massive bosom. "I need my Mistress to help me cum. I'm so very close..." My voice tailed off, cracking with arousal, and Aubrey's expression softened as she reached down to run her fingers through my hair. Slowly, she traced her way down my body, brushing gently against my cheek, pausing to tweak my erect nipples, and caressing the hair of my chest and stomach before easing my hand off of my cock and replacing it with her own. As she leaned over me and planted a deep kiss on my lips, I opened my mouth and felt her tongue sliding over mine, heard the familiar clicking of her piercing against my teeth, and moaned as she massaged my cock with long, blissful strokes. I began to buck my hips upwards, bracing myself against the wooden planks, frantically humping into Aubrey's hand as if begging for release. However, she stopped stroking me and broke the kiss, bringing both hands up to my face. "Hush darling. Slow down. I don't want you to cum just yet." I was almost ready to scream with desperation, but I fought back the urge to climax, waiting for her permission. "Good boy Leonard." She smiled, kissing my forehead and stroking my face with one hand. "Mistress is going to let her baby squirt his big sticky load, but she wants him to do something very special afterwards, so she needs to make sure everything's just right." Taking me by the hand, Aubrey pulled me to my feet and took my place on the bench, her massive breasts rolling off her chest as they always did when she lay down on her back. I loved how they seemed to have a life of their own, and I couldn't resist reaching down to cup them in my hands, fondling them and making them jiggle like twin jellies. Aubrey swatted my arm playfully and let out a small giggle. "Will you kindly stop faffing about?" She asked. "I know how much you love my big fat tits, and watching you worship my body always turns me on, but right now I need you to focus on the matter at hand." Reluctantly, I lifted my hands away from her breasts, resting them on my hips and waiting for further instruction. "Thank you baby." She smiled. "At least I shan't have to spank you later on. Now, why don't you climb up between my legs and pick up where you left off earlier?" In my eagerness to comply, I almost tripped over my own feet, toppling over and falling across Aubrey's plump belly. "Get off you silly boy!" She panted, gasping slightly from the impact of me landing on top of her. A firm slap on my arse sent me leaping back to my feet, and I swung myself up onto the bench, sitting back on my heels as I knelt between her legs. Smiling up at me over the swell of her breasts, Aubrey watched as I leaned over and kissed the soft inside of her thighs, alternating from left to right and moving slowly, teasingly, towards her pussy. At last, I reached her fat outer lips, and ran my tongue along their length before lazily circling her juicy clit, which throbbed under my touch. Nuzzling my face into her furry bush and reaching both hands up towards her breasts, I felt Aubrey's legs begin to quiver, her thighs clamping around my head and encouraging me to inhale her heavy musk. Her pussy was still dripping, and I could tell that she was ready for me: as she released her grip, her hands on top of mine and guiding them to fondle her heaving mounds, I slid myself forward and along her body until our lips met once again. "Go ahead you naughty boy." She purred, her eyes flashing brightly, "slide that nice thick cock back inside Mistress' pussy. I want my horny slave boy to make me cum again." Letting go of Aubrey's huge bosom, I braced my hands against the decking either side of her head, and bent down to give her another furious kiss. As I felt her tongue pushing between my lips, I eased my hips forward, our bodies pressing together and her bosom squashing up against my chest. Suddenly, Aubrey gave a loud moan as the head of my cock brushed against her bulging clit, and she threw her arms around me and squeezed me tight, hooking her legs around the back of my thighs so that I was pulled inside her in one smooth movement. Almost before I had time to realise what was happening, I felt the velvety smooth walls of her vagina once again enveloping my hard cock, which became coated in her musky juices. As we continued to kiss passionately, our tongues roaming back and forth in each others' mouths, I pulled my knees up to give myself more leverage, and began to settle into a rhythm, thrusting firmly but steadily into Aubrey's warm pussy, feeling her raking her fingers along the length of my spine and gripping my arse as I clenched with every thrust. Breaking off the kiss, Aubrey gazed deeply into my eyes, one hand tracing back up my body until she was stroking my face. "That's it Leonard!" She whispered urgently, half gasping, half smiling. "You're doing very well. Very well indeed." I couldn't say anything in reply - I was too intent on pleasing the goddess who lay beneath me - but I smiled back at her and groaned with pleasure as I felt her starting to clamp down on me. Taking her other hand off of my arse, Aubrey cupped one of her massive, jiggling breasts and held it steady, allowing me to take the fat nipple into my mouth. As I resumed nursing on her wonderful bosom, I felt Aubrey relax and stretch out her body, stroking my hair and cradling my head, but keeping her legs wrapped firmly around mine. As I pushed myself as deep as possible inside her pussy, my crotch pressing against hers, Aubrey's muscles squeezed tightly around my shaft, and her thighs clenched, keeping our bodies locked together and moving in a steady rhythm. I was so aroused that I couldn't speak, reduced instead to mewling contentedly into the warm flesh of her heaving bosom, sucking hungrily like a starving baby. "Come on darling!" Aubrey urged, her hands now caressing my back as she kept me locked between her ample thighs. "It's ok. Mistress wants you to squirt that thick load inside her. Just let me take care of my sweet little slave boy. Mistress knows exactly what you want." I pulled myself off her jiggling breast, the fat nipple now fully erect, and gave a long, rattling moan, staring desperately into Aubrey's eyes, a look of pure ecstasy spreading across my face. "Leonard's a good boy." She continued softly, her voice barely more than a whisper. "So make your Mistress happy and let it all go." I could feel my climax building, the tell-tale feeling of pressure backing up at the base of my cock, but I wanted to be sure. "Please Mistress Aubrey!" I begged, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "I think I'm going to cum...I can't hold on any more...please..." I trailed off, but Aubrey carried on stroking my neck and shoulders, purring gently into my ear and craning her neck, planting kisses all over my face, nuzzling against the fur of my beard. "Oh Mistress!" I cried again, more urgently than before, "please may I cum for you? I'm so close..." Aubrey cupped my head in both hands hand stared deeply into my eyes. "Yes Leonard." She said firmly, clenching her thighs and pulling me tight against her. "Be a good little slave boy and give me all of your sticky cum. Mistress wants you to shoot your load deep inside her pussy!" As she spoke, I felt her rake her fingers once more along my back, causing me to bury my face into her deep, warm cleavage and let out a series of incoherent moans. Then, with one last thrust, my cock erupted, and I felt my thick cum spurt out of my throbbing cock, my body quivering as I collapse once more onto Aubrey's plump belly. "Oh fuck!" I cried, unable to control my shuddering body. "Oh Mistress...I love you so much...you're so beautiful..." I fell silent again, nuzzling against her heaving breasts and kissing and sucking each of her nipples in turn as my cock deflated, feeling Aubrey release her grip on my legs and allow me to slowly slide myself out of her. Grasping my head in both hands, she raised my chin so that I was staring into her shining hazel eyes, before pulling my face to hers and enveloping me once more in a deep, passionate kiss. "Mmm." She purred, her tongue swirling around my mouth as she reached down between us and slid a couple of fingers inside her warm slit, coating them with a mixture of her own juices and my warm spunk. "That felt wonderful sweetie. Leonard's such a good little boy for his Mistress." Pulling her slick fingers from between her lips, Aubrey raised her hand to my mouth, and I sucked on them greedily, tasting the bitter-sweet, salty mixture. "I think you know what to do now." She whispered gently, tracing her fingers across my lips and allowing the taste to linger. "After all, you need to help me cum too!" I knew exactly what Aubrey meant. The last drops of cum dripping off the end of my cock and onto the towel beneath us, I slid myself back along the bench until my face was positioned directly above her still-wet pussy. I could actually see some of my cum seeping out from between her lips as her vaginal muscles continued to contract in anticipation of a further orgasm, while her fat clit bulged inviting from beneath her hairy bush. Sliding my hands down Aubrey's body, and allowing myself only a moment to caress her heaving bosom, I hooked my arms around her thighs and dived forwards, smothering my face in her crotch. Although this was completely new to me, I was overwhelmed by the desire to suck every last drop of my spunk out of Aubrey's musky pussy. I knew that she had started taking the Pill, so pregnancy wasn't an issue; rather, it was the habit I'd developed of swallowing my own cum after jacking off in my bedroom late at night. Rather than make a big mess and risk being caught, I'd begun to make sure to squirt into my hand or on my belly, and either rub it into my skin or lick it up as time allowed. However, eating my load out of Aubrey's pussy felt even more exciting, and I set to work eagerly, lapping hungrily at her juicy lips and sucking the warm, sticky mixture out of her dripping slit. "That's it baby." She murmured approvingly. "Make sure that you clean Mistress up properly. Eat up all of your yummy cum like a good little boy." I was in heaven now, tasting the bitter flavour of my load as it mixed with the sharp musk of Aubrey's own juices, and letting out a series of contented moans as I swallowed the heady mixture. At last, Aubrey shifted her grip on the back of my head and guided my mouth onto her still-hard clit. "You know what good boys get, don't you baby?" She purred, pressing me down onto her mound. "It's time to help Mistress have one last big orgasm." I raised my head slightly, flashing her a broad smile before sucking hard on her fat clit. Sliding one hand up her thigh, I slipped a couple of fingers into her still-warm pussy, thrusting gently as I fluttered my tongue over her erect nubbin, curving my fingers as I searched for her g-spot. Her clit felt like a miniature dick between my lips, and I tried to mimic the way in which she'd licked and sucked the head of my cock during our first lustful night together, but in the end I simply settled down and lapped at it with long, teasing licks, my fingers thrusting in and out of Aubrey's moist pussy as she began to moan and writhe, overwhelmed by another climax. Pulling my fingers out of her dripping slit and raising them to her lips, I sighed contentedly as I felt her lap up her own juices. However, I knew that at times like these, it was best to let her ride things out, so I slipped my free arm around her shoulders and held her gently, swinging myself off the bench and kneeling on the floor as I did so. Aubrey's eyes were glazed over, the aftershocks of her orgasm still rippling slowly through her body, but she managed to grab hold of my hand with hers and give a gentle squeeze, a blissful smile lighting up her face. Finally, as the last waves of her climax subsided, Aubrey heaved herself upright, her whole body glistening with sweat. "Well done Leonard." She cooed, stroking my face with both hands and raising me to my feet. "You made your Mistress feel very happy indeed." I blushed scarlet, suddenly feeling rather conscious of my nakedness, and of how small my cock seemed to be, now that I had sprayed my load inside Aubrey's pussy. Instinctively, I reached down and tried to cover myself, but Aubrey simply swatted my hand away and gave my flaccid manhood a few playful pats. "I keep telling you baby." She whispered. "You've got a beautiful cock. It felt just perfect inside me." I gave her a disbelieving look, but Aubrey leaned down and kissed my forehead, one hand fondling my emptied balls. "Trust me." She purred, "the last guy who tried to fuck me wasn't nearly as good as you. He had a thick cock like yours, but he was just too big. I couldn't do anything with him; it was like trying to stuff a marrow into a sock!" At this, we both burst out laughing. "You're different anyway." She murmured, "you take the time to make me cum as well." As we stood up and shared a final, lingering kiss, there was a knock at the door of the sauna. "Just a minute!" I shouted, crossing the room in three strides and snatching up my trunks. At the same moment, Aubrey grabbed her swimsuit from where she had discarded it, and in what must have been record time, we both wrestled back into our tight Lycra, seizing our towels from the bench and trying to look reasonable presentable. Only seconds later, the door opened, and for the third time that day we found ourselves face-to-face with Robert and his wife. Both Aubrey and I attempted to maintain innocent expressions, but it was no use; he was grinning from ear to ear, while Emily was glancing knowingly at us both. As they stepped aside to let us pass, Robert placed a hand on Aubrey's shoulder, smiling at me as he did so. "Young man." He said gently, turning to his wife for support, "if you and this gorgeous lady have been doing what I think you've been doing, take my advice and make sure you treat her right." I nodded slowly, turning to Aubrey and pulling her into a tight embrace, smiling at her as the other couple disappeared into the sauna. Then, arm-in-arm, we strolled out into the corridor, heading back to our room and the soft warmth of our bed.