****** Tongue Slave by BeeJay ******
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Tongue Slave


Rachel is ten years my junior but she was far more experienced in sexual
matters than I. She was a nude dancer when I met her and I knew she was special
the first time I saw her.

I didn't normally go to nude bars but one evening, several friends of mine at
work talked me into going to one of the better nude bars in town. The girls
were all very pretty and it was exciting to see so many lovely, young bodies.

One of the specialists of this particular bar was something called a couch
dance. In a couch dance the dancer stands on the couch with feet on either side
of the man's body. Her legs are spread and her crotch is right in the man's
face.

For the most part the men aren't allowed to touch the ladies but the ladies are
allowed to rub their hard bodies on the men, and rub they do. Bare nipples
against bearded cheeks and kneading fingers against the budge in your pants,
direct sexual contact that was probably unlawful but hardly ever enforced.

While sitting with my friends I took particular interest in one young lady. Her
hair was coal black, in the front was a "Widows Peak" and in back it flowed
down over her shoulders in a cascade of beauty that was equaled only by the
ebony fleece of her pubic area. Her breasts were full and firm and were tipped
with erect little nipples that could probably have cut glass. Her stage name
was Rachel but as I would find out later that her name was Rachel.

She wore thigh length black leather boots and a black leather collar studded
with Rhinestones. Other than these she wore nothing except an exceptionally
sensual smile.

As I watched her move around the club I realized that her preference was older
men. Not once did she ever dance for a guy under forty. Several tried to lure
her with fistfuls of dollars but she just smiled and slid away to the men with
less hair.

When she did choose a man it was as though he was the only man in the club. She
had eyes for no one else and until she was finished with him the chosen one
remained like a mouse before a cat, enthralled, mesmerized.

It was obvious that most of the men were regular customers who came to see her
often. With rare exception the men were conspicuously very oral in their sexual
desire. It was also obvious that this beautiful young woman was very much in
control and very attuned to the desires of the men who came to see her.

There was something very bewitching about her smile and as she swiveled her
crotch in their faces. The chosen ones showed their appreciation with the
offering of their outstretched tongues. Hardly ever did she accept their
offering but on occasion she would move forward that final inch and allow the
very tip of an enthusiastic tongue to glide through her sweetness. Of course
this act was frowned upon by the club management but the couches were dimly lit
and sat back in an alcove so there was opportunity for such erotic activity if
the dancer was careful.

As the evening wore on, my friends, one by one, made their excuses and left for
home or other friendly places and I was left by myself at the table. Several of
the ladies came by my table and rubbed their tight butts on my cock but they
soon wandered off after realizing I only had eyes for Rachel. After leaving my
table one of the young ladies returned and inquired if I would like to be
entertained by Rachel. Having obtained my enthusiastic reply I watched her
approach Rachel and then after a brief conversation pointed in my direction.
She smiled at me then turned back to the other dancer and whispered something
in her ear.

It was at that point that I was distracted by the warmth of a naked breast
being thrust against the side of my face. I turned my head and was surprised by
a very erect nipple, which was vigorously trying to enter my mouth. The young
lady whose body was attached to the nipple giggled and her hand dropped to my
bulging crotch. I tried to turn my head to keep track of Rachel but the sweet
young thing's fingers were clutching my cock so hard that I couldn't ignore
her.

"Come on baby," she cooed. "Let me dance for you."

I tried to make excuses and pull away but the sweet thing just removed her
nipple from my mouth and bending over whispered into my ear.

"I've been watching you... I know what turns you on."

For the first time I looked at her face, she was indeed a "pretty young thing."
About eighteen years old I would guess, slender body, small breast, blonde
hair. I smiled... she smiled.

"Why don't you follow me over to the couch and I'll give you a show you won't
forget".

I wasn't sure about it being unforgettable but sweet thing's hand was really
starting to have an effect on me.

"What is it you think I want?" I asked her nervously.

She chuckled softly, stared me straight in the eye and with a mischievous wink
said, "Well, you look hungry, hungry for pussy".

Her face was up close and I could smell the alcohol, she was distinctly tipsy.

"Whaaa..., what makes you think that?" I exclaimed with chagrin.

"Because I know that look you've been giving the ladies, and the way you lick
your lips when you look at their pussies. I've seen it before."

She sure had me pegged right.

"Now... am I right or wrong?" she said, and then bending down whispered into my
ear, "You want some nasty lady to stick her pussy in your face and let you suck
the sweet meat..."

She was so young and pretty my cock betrayed me as it began to pulse and throb
in her fingers. She took quick notice of my predicament and twisted my cock.

"Ohhhh... baby, that little ol' cock of yours just told me all I need to know.
You want it, and I know you want it."

It was true that I wanted to eat some pussy but I wanted what Rachel had to
offer, something a little more than just eating pussy. I didn't know exactly
what it was at that moment but I knew that only Rachel had it.

Sweet thing saw my hesitation. "Look," she whispered and with her finger she
traced a path down between her breast, over her firm belly and then paused, her
finger tapped the exposed hood of her clitoris.

It was just the kind of pussy I would have expected her to have. Blonde wispy
hairs partially covered a pair of pink lips and I could see that she was wet,
very wet.

"This pussy is so sweet baby... and it's here, and it's ready. Lick it a
little... taste it... you know you want to."

"Yes... I think I do," I whispered.

"Yeah..." she hissed. "I can see it in your eyes, you want to taste this pussy
real bad... don't you... hmmmm," and I felt her hand at the back of my head.
You need this pussy, you need all that sweet juice."

Maybe I'd had too many drinks, maybe I was drunk or maybe I was just horny, but
sitting there looking at that wet pussy was more than I could endure.

"Yes," I said slipping out my chair and onto my knees, vaguely aware that
several dancers had stationed themselves between the crowd and sweet thing and
me.

"You want my honey don't you," she cooed, bringing her hips forward as her hand
began to force my face downward towards the pink lips. "Just like fine wine,
get your mouth in there and drink me up."

I heard several of the dancers giggle at her remark.

"Yessss... yesss," I moaned and then flattened my tongue against sweet things
dripping pussy.

"Yeah baby, lap it up, lap it up good... get all my honey."

She did have a nice pussy and although it had a slight odor it tasted sweet,
besides, the odor was a lusty sexual odor and not unpleasant.

"Ohhh baby," she cooed and began to rock her hips up and down, "I do love the
way you suck pussy. I might just let you be my primary pussy licker."

I was starting to get that feeling of intoxication that I often get when I suck
pussy. My head was beginning to buzz as I explored deeper and deeper with my
tongue. I could hear her moaning and the other dancers moved closer to shield
us. They began to encourage her to do more.

My fingers clutched at her tight buttocks as she shoved me over backwards on to
the floor and moved up in a squat over my face.

"Do him, do him," I heard a dancer say. "Fuck his face, cum in his mouth."

Sweet Things pussy was back in my mouth and I was sucking hard at her clit.

"Jesus, look at that guy go, he's stoned on that pussy, he can't get enough."

Sweet Thing was rubbing her wet pussy all over my face and I was just about
stoned. All thoughts of Rachel were gone, nothing mattered but the pussy that
was at that moment trying to swallow my face.

"Suck her clit!" I heard one of the dancers say. "Yeah, gobble that pussy,"
another one whispered.

A hand began to squeeze my cock, moving back and forth and I knew that no
matter what I wouldn't stop sucking.

Just as I was about to surrender my self to the whims and urges of the dancers
Sweet Thing was shoved off my face.

"Don't be selfish," I heard one of the dancers say and in seconds a strange new
pussy was fitting itself over my extended tongue.

It was the lone black dancer who had taken Sweet Things place and she moaned
loudly as she bore down on my tongue.

"Oh baby, I been needing this so bad, make me cum."

The stiff black pubic hair of the black dancer scoured my lips. I sucked the
thick lips into my mouth.

"Baby, baby," the woman moaned, "Use that tongue too!"

I pressed upwards with my chin and forced my tongue deep inside the vermillion
lips. "I think he wants to see me," I heard a voice say.

I looked up into the most sensuous, sultry black eyes I have ever seen. She was
just standing there, her eyebrows impatiently arched, an amused smile on her
face.

"You do want to see me," she said, and emphasized the word me.

"Ye..ye..yes," I gasped in an idiotic stutter.

"Well if you can extract your face from her pussy long enough to get off your
back we could go over to the couch and discuss our mutual interest."

Sweet thing and the other dancers were reluctant to give up their amusing toy
but it was clear that Rachel was not a lady to be denied or angered. Sweet
thing did a little bump and brushed her sweet little pussy one last time
against my mouth. "I sure would like to cum in that sweet mouth of yours," she
said with a smirk. "I'll be around, you'll be back".

I groggily got to my knees and began to follow Rachel who was moving to the
back where the couches were kept. On the way I saw several guys looking
curiously at me and several of the dancers smiled at me and licked their lips
knowingly.

"So" Rachel said after we had seated ourselves on the couch. "It looks like you
have a preference in the type of entertainment here."

"Yes," I said reaching for a cigarette. I needed something to steady my nerves.

"I don't like for my customers to smoke," she said flatly. "It takes away from
their sense of... taste," and she smiled a wicked little smile. "If you know
what I mean."

I knew what she meant and I couldn't help the sheepish smile that must have
been on my face.

"I think I've had a little too much to drink," I said, trying to cover my
embarrassment.

"Yes... I would say you have," she said smiling at my feeble attempt at an
apology. "Anybody that would lick Amber's pussy in the middle of the club has
got to be more than a little drunk".

"I only did it because you weren't available," I said defensively and a little
bit defiantly.

"Oh really..." she said humorlessly. "And how was it, was it good, did she
taste 'fine as wine?"

"It was okay," I said matter-of-fact.

"Just Okay?" she smirked "I had you marked for a little more class than her."

"Well... after watching you with all those other guys I was really getting
horny. I thought you were unavailable and Amber was really hot for it so I did
it."

"Do you like to eat pussy that much... that you would do it right here in the
club."

I knew that she was mocking me a little but the tone of her voice also made me
believe that she was testing my personality.

"I love to eat pussy."

"Honey..." she said, amused at my drunken candor. "All these men..." and she
waved her hand around the room at the seated men, "love to eat pussy, why do
you think they come here?"

She lay back against the couch and spreading her legs just enough that those
luscious lips opened said, "That's how I make my living... from men like you.
Men that love to eat pussy but don't get it from their wives. They come here to
me thinking they will take me home and get to suck for an hour or so. But you
guys are all alike. You eat a little pussy and then you want a blowjob or you
want to fuck. You love to eat pussy until your cock gets hard then you forget
about it."

I tried to interrupt her but she was on jag. "That's why I work here. Guys come
in and want to eat my pussy. I let them lick a little, maybe let them get their
tongue inside. It's fun, and I like a hot tongue. Then I take their money and
I'm gone. I never have to suck a cock or fuck unless I want to, and I never do
it here in the club or with a customer."

"You don't understand," I said patiently, staring straight into those sultry
black eyes. "I mean I really love to eat pussy." It's the only thing I never
get enough of and do it with all my lady friends. I'm not married, I don't want
a blow job and I don't care if I ever fuck again. I only fuck because most of
the women I meet want a cock. I don't need to fuck. I just want to eat pussy."

I gazed down over her smooth young body and felt my cock convulse as my eyes
came to rest on that tiny patch of hair between her legs. For the first time I
noticed that the silky black hair was wet, I wondered if it was from excitement
or from the saliva of the many men she had been with today. I licked downwards
towards her pussy, stretching my tongue to it's full length and then brought my
eyes back to hers. "And I want to suck yours so bad I can taste it from here."

She sat there for a long moment, contemplating what I had said. A soft smile
began to form on her pouting lips. "I won't fuck you but if you're telling me
the truth I might let you suck me."

"I'm telling the truth... honest," I said as though I was pleading for my life.
"I just want to suck your pussy... nothing else."

"You know... I met a guy like you before, just wanted to suck. Turned out he
was a submissive and wanted to be my sex slave. I had a lot of fun with him."

"That's what I want," I said with an enthusiasm I hadn't felt for a long time.
"I want to be your tongue slave."

Her smile was much broader now, she reached out with her hand and squeezed my
hard cock. "A tongue slave... hmmmm... that sounds very interesting but being a
tongue slave means more than just licking my pussy."

"I know," I said excitedly.

"I get off at midnight," she said, now without a smile and her voice serious.
"Be here and be ready to show me you mean what you say."

I had dated around occasionally and had met a few women who were very fond of
my oral fetish but Rachel was the first woman I've ever met who actually
preferred my tongue over my cock. Within two minutes of entering her apartment
and without undressing she had me on my knees. Raising her mini-skirt she
spread her long legs and with her fingers tangled in my hair dragged my face to
her wet pussy.

"Suck!" she commanded as she fitted the swollen lips over my mouth. "Suck my
pussy and make me cum!" She was all I had ever hoped for. She acted as if it
was her first time. After she came the first time we moved to the bed where she
stripped us nude and then forcing me onto my back, mounted my face like a
saddle. Constantly instructing me as to how I should suck or lick she rode my
face like I was a bucking horse. She kept me at it for over four hours and she
never gave me more than five minutes rest. Finally tiring she took my swollen
cock in her hand and brought me to a roaring climax as I licked at her
succulent cunt.

After that first time I knew I couldn't live without her. I think she knew it
too because I became her steady man after that. That's not to say that she
didn't continue dancing at the club, because she did, and occasionally she even
let one of her customers take her to a motel but I knew it was for money and
that she wouldn't allow anything except a little pussy licking.

Rachel would often tell me about the things she did with these men and not only
am I not jealous when she tells me but I find them very exciting. Rachel knows
this and uses this knowledge to make me very horny.

About a week before we married she told me about a customer she had met several
months before in a bar. She said that he confided to her he was a submissive
and wanted to be dominated. He told her that he wanted a lady to, tie him up,
abuse his cock, pee in his mouth and let him suck pussy as much as he wanted.
For this the man was willing to pay $500.

It didn't surprise me that she offered to provide these services for the man.
It was a lot of money and very little work, what surprised me was the change in
her voice as she began to recount that evening. I was fascinated by her
excitement as she told me of the way she had abused the man's cock and how she
had made him beg and beg to lick her pussy. I knew she was dominant in her
approach with men but I hadn't seen this desire to humiliate, I was intrigued.
She became very excited as she related how she had finally allowed the man to
cum on her feet. She made him beg to lick his cum from her feet and she told me
how she had actually had an orgasm as she watched. She told me that the man had
never returned to see her but that session with him was the most exciting
things she had ever done if she agreed to marry me I would have to take the
man's place as her tongue slave. Of course I promised.

We both became so excited in her telling of the story that on that very night
she introduced me to what she called "the game."

Her favorite part of "the game" is humiliation and from that night on I
realized that a new phase was beginning in our relationship. I would no longer
be just a tongue slave, I would be her sex slave, someone she could use and
experiment with and during the next few nights I found out that she loved to
use people.

My first lesson began with her tying me to the bedposts, hand and foot. She
tied a long cord around my cock and balls and used it as a tool to control me.
She climbed onto my chest and straddled my face, the kinky black hair just
beyond the reach of my tongue, and teased me and taunted me until I was
feverish with desire. She used that desire to drive me into a state of euphoria
and as I was at my peak, ready to cum she pulled the cord taunt. My mouth flew
open in an anguished moan and I began to spurt my cum into the air. I looked up
into her face and saw a look of pure eroticism. She licked her lips sensually
and with her fingers clutching a hand full of my hair pulled my mouth to her
waiting pussy. Once again I became oblivious to all but her savory pussy, and
my cock which had only grown larger.

Learning to eat my cum was just as easy but much more exciting. Even from
childhood I had always wondered what it would be like to suck my own cock but I
had never thought about eating my cum. To prepare me Rachel told me several
stories about men she had been with who ate their cum. It was obvious that this
particular act was very arousing for her and in the telling of her stories I
too became increasingly aroused.

As a special treat, in preparation for what was to come, she allowed me to fuck
her and after I came inside her she mounted my face and forced me to suck and
lick her pussy. It was my first taste of cum but not my last and just doing it
made my cock good for several hours.

About a month ago she began telling me how exciting it would be if we were to
get involved with another couple. I really wasn't happy about that, I just
couldn't stand the though of her sucking some other man's cock or having some
strange cock in her sweet pussy but she convinced me that she would do neither.
She told me that it would be exciting to watch me lick another woman's pussy
while the woman's husband licked her pussy. She said we would get a couple with
a dominant female and a submissive male.

The couple she chose was very young, in their early twenties. Sharon was
blonde, very beautiful and shapely and I began to really warm up to the idea.
Jeff was a body builder and very handsome but he was very, very submissive so I
overcame my jealousy and let Rachel have her fun.

After we had quite a number of drinks Jeff and I removed all our clothes. I
felt a little inadequate because Jeff had a huge cock. It was circumcised like
mine but it was thick and at least half again as long as my six inches. Sharon
said she was a little disappointed that my cock was so small but Rachel
explained that my cock wasn't what she should be interested in.

"He's a tongue slave Sharon, he's here to suck your pussy not fuck you."

When Sharon found out that I was to be her tongue slave for the night she
quickly forgot about the size of my cock. Next, Jeff and I were required to
kneel on the floor and masturbate while the ladies watched. I became a little
concerned when Rachel began paying so much attention to Jeff's cock. I could
tell that she was very impressed by it's size because she took it onto her hand
and stroked it, something she never does for me. She licked her lips hungrily
as she stared at the monster cock.

"Don't you wish you had a cock like that," Rachel said as she looked me
straight in the eyes. "If you did I might suck it."

I thought for a moment she was going to take it between her lips but was
relieved when she only licked the pulpy head.

"Don't get excited," she said as she noticed my concern. "I'm just getting him
hard."

I knew it was more than that but what could I do! I knew she wanted to suck his
cock and she probably wanted it in her tight little pussy but I also knew if
that was her intention there was little that I could do to stop her.

Jeff and I continued to masturbate until the ladies had undressed and then the
ladies decided it was time to tie us up. We were blindfolded and forced to lay
on our backs. The ladies began to tease and caress us, all the time telling us
what they were going to do to us. Sharon was twisting and bending my cock real
hard and I could tell from Jeff's moans and groans that Rachel was doing the
same thing to him.

It was all very exciting and I was a great deal less apprehensive because I
knew that unless Sharon started sucking my cock or fucking me Rachel wouldn't
suck or fuck Jeff.

After about fifteen or twenty minutes of this play Sharon let go of my cock. I
sensed that she had stood up and was now standing over me. "Stick out your
tongue slave," Sharon cooed. Seconds later I felt the kinky hairs of a pussy
tickling my nose and mouth.

"Lick my pussy!"

I instinctively thrust out my tongue and was rewarded with a sigh and a
extremely wet pussy settling onto my mouth.

From across the room I heard Rachel moan in delight so I knew Jeff's tongue was
deep inside her pussy. Wicked thoughts ran through my mind as I listened to
Rachel's labored breathing, I knew she most probably was squatting over Jeff's
face, that was one of her very favorite positions with me, and she was probably
raising and lowering her hips very slowly as Jeff held his tongue rigid and
allowed it to be fucked.

Sharon began to move her pussy around and over my face and her little squeals
of pleasure informed me that she was warming up to the night's activities. I
must admit that the thought of my beautiful wife squatting over Jeff's face
together with the taste of Sharon's succulent pussy in my mouth was warming me
up also.

The kinky black hairs of Sharon's pussy rubbed at the end of my nose and I
breathed deeply, inhaling the earthy fragrance of her aroused flesh. Timidly I
traced the edge of one luscious lip with my tongue. The texture was like the
petals of a rose, plump and succulent. The softness of it caused a tremor in my
body. Sharon settled her pussy a little heavier onto my mouth and I gently
sucked the lips into my mouth.

I cannot adequately describe the provocative taste that played across my
tongue, to some it might have been pungent but to me is was ambrosia, honey,
manna, nectar of the gods. It was also the fountain of my youth because
suddenly my cock was harder than it had ever been before in my whole life. It
was like a steel spring, a glinting piece of steel arching upward, searching
for something, anything that could sooth it.

As I hungrily sucked at the pink flesh Sharon moaned softly, her fingers found
their way to my head where they entangled themselves in my hair.

"Yessss..." she hissed. "Suck it slave... suck my pussy."

I moaned in subservient adoration and lapped thirstily at the frothy lips,
then, like a giant hungry mosquito, thrust my tongue deep into the humid
cavity.

"Ohhhhh... god... yes," she groaned. "Your tongue... so thick, so hot. Deeper
baby... deeper."

I was completely absorbed in her sweet pussy, I used my tongue like a cock,
thrusting it in and out, flicking the tip deep inside her cunt. I burrowed my
lips and nose inside and sucked at her sweet flesh.

Sharon's clit was very large and she seemed very partial to having it
vigorously sucked, as for myself I really enjoy a large clit and the more she
encouraged me the more I sucked. "Yessss, yessss, suck it, suck it, just like a
cock, yes... my cock, pretend it's my cock."

There was something wicked and exciting about Sharon telling me to suck her
"cock" and I began drawing it out with my lips.

"Look Rachel," Sharon exclaimed. "He's sucking it just like a cock."

I heard Rachel laugh softly. "Well, he eats his cum, maybe he wants to suck a
cock."

"Ohhhhh...godddd, does he really eat his cum," Sharon exclaimed excitedly. "I
just think that's the most exciting thing, would you mind if I let him cum on
my pussy so I could watch him lick it off?"

"Sure... go ahead he loves to do it, he does it with me all the time" Rachel
said with a gasp and a groan under Jeff's relentless tongue. And maybe, if he
really likes your pussy, you can get him to suck Jeff's cock, wouldn't that be
a turn on?"

"Ohhhh yess..." was Sharon's reply. "Big turn-on, major turn-on".

"Well," Rachel chuckled, "if you'll just keep him busy for another five minutes
maybe I'll see that you get your wish."

Hearing them talk like that made me extremely excited and I redoubled my
efforts on Sharon's "cock". I became completely engrossed in Sharon's pussy and
completely lost track of time or what Rachel and Jeff were doing. I do faintly
remember Rachel moaning loudly on several occasions and her commands of
"deeper" and "faster" but her voice seemed far away and failed to arouse any
suspicions of a different activity than we had talked about. Beside, Sharon's
juices were constantly filling my mouth and I had no single more important
endeavor at that moment than satisfying the demands of Sharon's insatiable
appetite for my tongue. Later after Sharon had filled my mouth with her cum
many times I heard Rachel began to moan in a way I had never heard.

"Now Sharon... NOW!" Rachel gasped.

Sharon slowly slid her wet pussy from my mouth and in a whisper asked me if I
wanted to see something very exciting. My cock was at the bursting point and I
was ready for anything at that point. Or at least I thought I was.

Sharon raised me to my knees and then slowly removed the blindfold. What I saw
before me both shocked me and excited me. Jeff, no longer blindfolded or tied,
was sitting on the edge of the couch, his body reclining against the couch and
his legs spread wide. Rachel was straddling Jeff's crotch, her back to him, her
legs spread wide, knees bent. Her lips pulled back over her teeth in an lewd
smile as Jeff's bloated cock thrust back and forth between the swollen lips of
her pussy.

I didn't know what to do, how to react. I felt angry that she had deceived me
but at the same time I felt an excitement that began in my head and then
coursed down through my body to my cock.

My head began to pound and my cock swelled with lust as I watched Rachel take
the huge cock to depths I had never touched. Sharon's fingers gripped my cock
tightly as she moved her hand up and down.

"God..." Sharon exclaimed. "He's really pumping it to her." Jeff was fucking
her slowly and very deeply. Each time he withdrew I could hear a loud sucking
noise as her swollen pubes clung to his bloated cock. I remembered the sound I
had heard constantly from the time I had been blindfolded and I knew that they
were one and the same. Jeff had been fucking her, not sucking her.

"Look at her belly," Sharon hissed. Rachel's belly bulged obscenely with the
thrust of Jeff's cock. "I'll bet you can't do that with your tongue," she
laughed.

All the while I had been watching, Sharon had been working my cock back and
forth with her hand but as she felt my cum boiling to the tip she released me
and with her hand on my behind began forcing me forward on my knees. I resisted
slightly but if the truth were known I really wanted a closer look at this
obscene act.

"Come on babe," Sharon urged, "You know you want to do it, Rachel wants you to
do it, and I want you to do it."

Sharon's hands kept prodding me forward, her voice softly urging me on.

Finally I was as close as I could get, Rachel had settled her pussy onto Jeff's
cock and was now using his legs to support her legs. My shoulders were wedged
between Rachel's thighs and my face could feel the heat of her open cunt. The
sucking noise had become more pronounced as I wedged my face between Rachel's
thighs.

"Oh gaahaahod..." I head Rachel groan as Jeff's hips began to pump faster and
faster, plunging his huge piston to the hilt.

I could see Jeff's cum oozing out of Rachel's pulsing pussy and it ran in small
white rivulets down the cheeks of her ass.

"God... look at all that cum, her pussy is so full it can't hold it all,"
Sharon whispered in a coarse and crude laugh.

Suddenly I felt Sharon's hands behind my head, she was slowly but deliberately
forcing my face forward.

"Lick it!" Sharon said, her voice husky with lust. "Lick that pussy."

I looked up over the wet pussy hairs and watched as Rachel's belly bulged from
the swollen intruder, then up over her full breasts. Apprehensively I looked
into Rachel's lust glazed eyes, hoping for a sign that I wouldn't have to do
what I already knew she wanted. She smiled wickedly and licked out with her
tongue, showing me what she wanted.

With her fingers Rachel pressured her swollen clit out from its hiding place.
"Yesss... do it... lick my pussy, lick the cum from my pussy."

I hesitated only a minute, slightly resisting the growing pressure of Sharon's
hand.

I opened my mouth and sucked the sweet morsel between my lips as Sharon pressed
at the back of my head. Rachel moaned loudly as Sharon held my face to her
pussy. I closed my eyes and began to suck.

As I sucked Rachel's erect clit I began to be conscious of movement near my
mouth. Something hard and smooth was rubbing against my chin.

"Lower," I heard Sharon say excitedly, "lick a little lower."

I knew what Sharon wanted and I knew that if Sharon wanted it Rachel would soon
want it.

"Come on lover... do it, I want to see you do it," Sharon cooed. "Do it, do it
for me and I'll let you suck my pussy all you want."

I tried to remain attached to Rachel's sweet morsel but her hips were rocking
and Sharon's hand was rocking my face up and down with such force that my mouth
strayed lower and lower, and besides, I think I wanted to please Sharon. "Come
on baby," Sharon cooed. "I want to see you take it in your mouth."

I could taste the slimy wetness of Jeff's cum as it came in contact with my
tongue. Suddenly I could feel that hard smooth column of flesh sliding up and
down against my lips. I began sucking harder, desperately trying to draw
Rachel's pussy back into my mouth but the lips were stretched so tight I
couldn't hold onto them.

"He's doing it," I heard Sharon say with a throaty laugh. "He's licking it."

The fleshy column rubbed against my lips and I began to give in to the mounting
pressure of Sharon's hand. I was in agony, I was groaning and moaning, I had
lost control. My tongue began to duel with the cock in an attempt to enter
Rachel's pussy. I wedged my tongue into her pussy feeling the hot flesh of
Jeff's cock moving against the bottom of my tongue, his cum stuck to my tongue
and was drawn in by my sucking lips. I felt the satiny head slide past my lips
as it withdrew and then plunged back into Rachel's steaming cunt, my tongue was
no match for that fleshy intruder.

Suddenly Jeff was groaning loudly and I could hear him moaning that he was
about to cum. "Hold him there," I heard Rachel say above the roar in my ears.
Then bending back slightly, Rachel allowed Jeff's cock to pop up out of her
slimy cunt. It popped up from her cunt and positioned itself between Rachel's
pussy and my lips. I looked up into Rachel's eyes and saw lust like I had never
seen before. Her face was flushed, eyes wide in expectancy. Her left hand
reached down and as though it were her own took the swollen cock in her hand.
Her right hand reached out, her fingers entangled themselves in my hair and as
she forced my face forward her left hand bent the cock downward, positioning
the head against my tightly closed lips.

"Make him suck it," Sharon said as she saw my hesitation.

I looked up into Rachel's lovely face one last time, she was breathing heavily,
her lips pulled back over her teeth in a sneer. "Open!" was all she said.

Knowing what I must do to please her I submissively opened my mouth.

"Go on baby, suck it, suck his cock for me," Sharon said in aroused
anticipation.

"Yes," Rachel hissed. "Go ahead, you know you want to. Do it, suck it all you
want," and then Rachel thrust my head downward, forcing my lips down over the
pulsing, swollen head, driving it into my throat.

Rachel held me there as Jeff slowly thrust in and out of my mouth, gagging as
the swollen head forced it's way deeper into my throat.

"That's it baby," Rachel said as her hands forced my head up and down, "suck it
for Sharon, show her what a what a good suck slave you are."

After a few minutes it didn't seem so bad. I could look up and all I saw was
Rachel. It was like I was sucking Rachel's cock.

Sharon had knelt behind me and had begun to jerk my cock back and forth and
after a few minutes I could feel myself about to cum.

"Now me," Sharon growled in passion and pulled me backwards and onto the floor.
Mounting me she lowered her inflamed pussy onto my throbbing cock.

It took only a few strokes for me to spew my cum inside Sharon's pussy and no
sooner had I done so than Sharon slid her pussy up along my stomach and chest
to my mouth. Clutching my ears with her fingers she looked down into my face.
"Stick your tongue in there and lick it out," she said with a sneer. "I want to
see cum on your tongue."

I did as she commanded and presented my tongue for inspection. "Now, swallow it
and then suck out the rest."

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