****** Domesticated Passion by Sweet CumQuat ******
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Domesticated Passion


I was at my ropes end as I entered the phone booth. I'd lost my job and was
about to lose my apartment. The sixteen dollars and change in the bottom of my
purse was not going to help. I'd been forced to close both my savings and
checking accounts. I'd called every available job listed in the paper and had
gone on every interview I could schedule. When I'd first seen this ad in the
paper, I thought it was a joke but the more I thought about it, the more I
realized this could solve my immediate problems.

The ad was under 'Alternative Lifestyles' in the personal section. "Couple
seeks live-in housekeeper/companion for enhanced relationship. For interview
call... ". My heart was racing as I waited for someone to answer the phone.
What was I getting myself into?

A cheery voice came on the line. "Dr. Stein's office. How may I help you?"

A doctor? "Ah... Yes, I'm calling about the ad in the paper," I answered
tentatively.

"OK... well first I'll need to explain the screening process and then we'll
make you an appointment if you're still interested. " She immediately began her
spiel. "The doctor is screening applicants for this position as a service for
two of his patients. If you're interested in applying we'll need you to come
down and fill out an application. If you meet certain qualifications," she
hesitated briefly, "we'll immediately schedule you for a complete physical. If
all the physical requirements are met, the doctor will schedule you for a
supervised interview with his patients. It's all quite simple and protects
everyone involved."

"Oh... I see. " It sounded like a rather lengthy process and I was running out
of time. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before responding. I had no
foreseeable alternatives. "Then I guess I need to come to your office and fill
out an application," I replied.

"All righty then. " She took my name and gave me the address. She advised me I
was welcome to stop by anytime during their regular office hours. I told her
I'd be over shortly. "Well then... we'll see you when you get here. Thanks for
calling."

I went back to my table and ordered another coffee. What had I done? A couple
who wanted a live-in housekeeper to 'enhance' their relationship? This felt
more like some kind of elaborate prostitution scam but I was running out of
options.

*********

I entered the doctor's office and was surprised to find it looked quite
typical. There were a few people sitting in the waiting room and nothing seemed
out of the ordinary. I walked to the receptionist and told her I had called
earlier about filling out an application. She immediately knew who I was and
pulled a folder with my name on it. She asked me to return it to her when I was
through. "Take your time," she smiled. "You're not being timed or anything.
Just answer the questions honestly and you'll be fine."

When I opened the folder and began flipping through the papers, I was glad I'd
chosen to sit where I could have some privacy. There were several sheets and
some of the questions were extremely personal. I quickly flipped back to the
first sheet and began filling it out before I lost my nerve. It was merely a
routine medical questionnaire and only took a few minutes. The paperwork became
increasingly intrusive, asking for details about my sexual experiences and
preferences. I didn't know what kinds of answers would get me the job so I just
answered them honestly. Yes, I had performed oral sex on men. How many times, I
wasn't sure so I put 5 with a '?'. On women.. No, 0 times. Do you perform self-
stimulation to climax? Yes. How often? 3/wk '?'. No, I'd never had a same sex
relationship. No, I'd never had sex with multiple partners simultaneously. No,
I'd never had anal sex. I suddenly realized that I wouldn't exactly be
considered an 'experienced' applicant.

There was a questionnaire asking about my work experience. Unfortunately my
schooling and work background were far from the 'housekeeping' field so once
again I was forced to admit 'no experience'. I resolved to do better on the
'sexual fantasy' portion of the application. Although I may have led a
sheltered sex life... I have a vivid imagination. I fantasize about having sex
with everybody I meet. I love the idea of bondage and being forced to perform
indecent acts. I've imagined myself being fucked by a huge dog while his owner
stands back and watches. I can make myself cum just by thinking about a forked
tongue flicking over my clit while a snake writhes it's way inside me. I've
fantasized about my father stuffing his cock up my ass while my mother licks my
cunt. There's no end to my fantasized sex life and I was becoming aroused just
filling out the questionnaire.

I looked around the room and then double checked to make sure I'd filled
everything out before returning to the receptionist's desk. One of the patients
had called her Nancy. Nancy smiled and told me to have a seat and someone would
be right with me. I tried to read a magazine but could not concentrate on the
words. I kept thinking about the phrase 'enhanced relationship' and what it
could mean.

Time seemed to stand still as people came and went but finally Nancy escorted
the last patient into an examination room. She smiled and told me the doctor
would be right out. An eternity later a distinguished looking man in a white
coat escorted the elderly woman back out to the front desk. He talked to Nancy
for a minute and then turned to me with a smile. "Miss. Weston?" he asked. I
got up and silently followed him into a luxurious office decorated in dark wood
and leather. He motioned for me to have a seat before sitting down himself.

"Miss. Weston, let's start by discussing the full requirements of the position
you are applying for. " I nodded. "The clients that I'm interviewing you for
are in their fifties and have recently determined a deficit exists in their
physical relationship. While the desire is certainly still there, they are
bored with their traditional roles. Apparently they have friends who engaged a
third party to enhance their sexual activities and they're interested in a
similar relationship. They are not interested in a short term solution and they
have no desire to parade strangers through their home. " He paused and I nodded
that I understood.

"A few years ago, my wife and I felt the same way. We formed a support group
for couples in the community who wanted to add an additional sex partner into
their existing relationship. The group has been well received and the Meyer's
were referred to us. " I didn't know how to respond so I simply waited for the
doctor to continue.

"You're thinking 'Ah ha... a threesome'. Let me assure you that this is not the
case. A threesome involves bringing in a third party for the sole purpose of
having sex. My wife and I, the Meyer's and others in our group are interested
in bringing in a third person for a RELATIONSHIP!" He drew the last word out
for emphasis. "Is sex part of that relationship? Most definitely. Is it the
basis for the relationship? Perhaps. But the intent is to bring the third
person into our families and to make them a part of our lives. They live with
us, eat with us, and of course, sleep with us. Each relationship evolves on a
personal level that only the three parties involved can determine. Do you
understand the difference between a threesome and an enhanced living
arrangement as I've described them so far?"

"Yes, I believe so," I answered.

"Good. OK... let's talk about you for a minute. I'm impressed by your honesty
in answering some of these difficult questions. I'm sure you were afraid that
your lack of experience might be detrimental in this kind of position. " I
smiled and nodded.

"Let me assure you that this is not the case in this particular situation. The
Meyer's are a quiet couple. Mr. Meyer's is not used to, nor is he looking for,
an aggressive woman. This couple has been married for over 30 years and they
are well off. Neither of them has ever had any sexual encounters outside of the
marriage. If their only interest were to have a hot tryst with a horny slut
they could easily finance such an activity. Mr. Meyer's simply has some
fantasies that Mrs. Meyer's has not been able to fulfill and vice versa. They
feel the right person could bridge that gap for them. Which brings me to the
next portion of this interview. In the past I've brought potential candidates
out to their house for a personal interview with them. This has not been
successful and they are not comfortable meeting strangers at their home. They
asked that I video tape a portion of this interview and ask you some specific
questions. This will allow them an opportunity to view! the tape and determine
if a personal meeting is actually in order. Do you have any problems with
that?"

I hesitated, "Ah... no. I guess that would be OK. I lowered my eyes and asked
if I'd need to remove my clothes or perform any sexual acts on tape.

"Oh no!" he rushed to reassure me. "This is merely a question and answer type
interview. " I smiled and he stood to turn on a camera located on the wall
behind his desk. It was aimed directly at my chair. He then turned on a monitor
located near the side wall. It was facing his desk but at such an angle that I
could see myself on the screen. He adjusted the camera slightly and then
returned to his seat.

"OK Miss. Weston. Let's start by giving the Meyers some history. You are
single?"

"Yes."

"You are 32 years old?"

"Yes."

"No children?"

"No."

"Why did you answer the ad for this position?" he asked.

"Well, to be honest, it's because I lost my job several months ago and I'm
about to be evicted from my apartment. This position would solve both my
employment and housing problems," I confessed.

The doctor laughed. "Well, that's an honest answer. Had you ever considered
entering into a multi-partner relationship... before your eviction notice that
is?"

"No. I'm afraid not," I answered.

"It's OK Miss. Weston," he smiled. "There really are no right or wrong answers
for this interview. Just be honest. I want you to think for a moment. What do
you think is the most... interesting or unusual sexual experience you've ever
had?"

"Ah... ," my mind went blank. I didn't know what to say. Finally I just
answered honestly as he'd instructed. "I don't remember any one experience
being overly 'interesting'. I enjoy sex but I think my experiences have been
fairly run of the mill. " I hesitated but the doctor was waiting for me to
continue. "I've had orgasms before. I've even had a couple of multiple orgasms.
I've done it in various positions but nothing that I think would be classified
as 'unusual'. I'm afraid I'm rather shy in that area."

"Would you consider yourself... unimaginative?" he asked.

"Oh no!" I corrected. "I have a very good imagination. I think I have a problem
expressing my wants and desires in an intimate relationship. I'll do things if
someone else suggests them but I'm afraid to initiate stuff like that."

"Stuff like what Miss. Weston?"

"Well... I remember that one of the guys I was dating had a big dog. It would
lay at the end of the bed and watch us when we were having sex. I wanted the
dog to lick me," I blushed and lowered my voice. "But I was afraid to ask for
that. I was afraid he'd think I was sick or something."

The doctor smiled. "Did you think about the dog licking you a lot?"

"Oh Yes! In fact, when my boyfriend was licking me I'd close my eyes and
pretend it was the dog. I liked it when my boyfriend licked me but I really
wanted to see the dog doing it. I wanted my boyfriend to watch me while the dog
was doing it. When my boyfriend left the room I'd slide down on the bed with my
legs spread. I'd lift myself up and put my wet cunt... ," I stopped when I
realized what I was saying. "But the dog didn't understand what I wanted him to
do," I continued in a subdued tone.

The doctor jotted down some notes and then looked back up with a smile. "Well
Miss. Weston. I think that's a very interesting story. You see, you've had more
interesting experiences than you thought. He hesitated while he flipped through
my file. "You state in your history that you've never had anal sex. Is that a
conscious choice or did you just not have the opportunity?"

"No. I tried a few times but it hurt too much. I just couldn't," I whispered
with embarrassment.

"That's not unusual. Despite the fantasy stories you may have read in
magazines, most people don't just stand still while someone sticks a six inch
rod up their ass," he chuckled. "The natural tendency is to tighten those
muscles to prevent entry. In most cases it takes some training to relax enough
to allow penetration. If you were to enter into a relationship where this kind
of intercourse were desired, would you be opposed to trying again based solely
on your past experience?"

"I don't know," I answered softly. "I just remember it hurt a lot."

"If you're interested, there are medications that I can prescribe to help you
relax. I can also offer some suggestions for graduated steps to take to achieve
full penetration. For example, the first step would be to lubricate the anus
and have you or your partner partially insert a finger. Next I might suggest
that the finger be inserted deeper and perhaps a gentle probing of the anal
cavity would even be possible at this stage. There are also various tools
available on the market to assist. It certainly need not be the 'all or
nothing' experience which it sounds like you've had in the past."

"I guess that under those circumstances I might try again," I blushed.

"I hope you will. We'll check during your exam to make sure there are no
physical problems which would prevent this activity, but I suspect you just
have not been properly prepared in the past. If done properly, anal intercourse
should be as satisfying, if not more so, than vaginal penetration. " he
counseled.

"Let's get back to the interview," he smiled. "You've never been with a
woman... sexually?".

"Ah... no, but I've often thought that it would be interesting to try it...
with the right woman of course."

The doctor smiled. "What would you like to do?"

"With another woman? I don't know... I guess I'd like to have her perform oral
sex on me. I've heard that women are really good at that because they
understand where all the sensitive areas are and how to touch them the right
way."

"Hmmm," the doctor pondered. "And how do you think you'd feel about performing
those same acts on her?"

I hesitated before answering. "I guess I hadn't really thought about that. I
think that if a woman made me feel really, really good... I'd probably want to
make her feel good too. That's how I feel when I perform oral sex on men."

"Well Miss. Weston," he smiled. "I'm very impressed with your answers so far. I
think that you have a very healthy and open attitude about sex even though you
lack actual experience. What about relationships? If you were to enter into a
relationship with a man and a woman... what would you want to get out of it?
How would you expect to be treated? Take a few moments to think about it and
then describe your expectations."

This was the toughest question so far. I'd been busy thinking about getting a
roof over my head and having three meals a day. I hadn't really considered what
this kind of relationship would be like for me. I sat quietly for a few moments
and then answered very softly. "I think I want the same things that anybody
would want from a relationship Dr. Stein. I'd want to be cherished and treated
with respect. To be appreciated for my mind as well as my body. I'd want to be
included in decisions that would directly affect me. I want my needs to be as
important to my partner... or partners," I corrected, "as their own. I want to
be able to share my feelings and feel secure that I'm being taken seriously. I
don't think I want or expect anything different than anybody else who's
contemplating entering into a relationship."

The doctor looked deeply into my eyes but did not speak for several moments.
Finally he whispered, "Thank you Miss. Weston. " He reached up and turned off
the video camera. When he turned around he was smiling. "I think this has been
a very successful interview and I have no doubt that my clients will want to
meet with you immediately. " He studied his watch for a few seconds and
frowned.

"Normally I would schedule you for a physical exam but in the interest of time,
I suggest you go home and pack an overnight bag. I will drive out to the
Meyers' home and show them this tape right now. Where can I reach you later
tonight?" he asked.

"They shut my phone off last week," I confessed. "Can I call you back?"

"I have a better idea," he insisted. "Pack your bag and come back here. There's
a restaurant just down the street. " He pulled three twenty dollar bills out of
his wallet. "Have some dinner on me and I'll stop by there after my meeting
with the Meyers. I've been working with them for a while and I'm very
optimistic about this interview. I think there's a good chance they'll want to
meet you tonight."

He walked me to the door and I thanked him for his generosity. "Nonsense.
You're doing me a favor by coming back and saving me a trip into town later
tonight," he smiled.

***********

I had finished my dinner and was working on a third cup of coffee when the
doctor entered the restaurant. He smiled when he saw me and hurried to my
table. "Mr. and Mrs. Meyers loved your tape. Mrs. Meyers cried at the end and
told her husband that she needed to meet you right away. 'This is the girl
we've been looking for, ' she told him. They want me to bring you right back.
Didn't I tell you?" he laughed.

I took a long sip of coffee and then quietly confessed that I was frightened.
"What if I do or say the wrong thing?" I asked.

"The hard part is over Miss. Weston... Julia," he smiled. "The rest is physical
and will just happen naturally. They may not even attempt to initiate anything
sexual tonight. These are good people. They want the same things that you want.
Just give them a chance to prove it. " He covered my hand with his and squeezed
it gently. I nodded and reached for my things.

************

"Mr. and Mrs. Meyers, this is Julia Weston. Miss. Weston, meet Dave and Alice
Meyers. " I shook Mr. Meyers hand but his wife hugged me gently and kissed my
cheek. "It's so nice to meet you. Welcome to our home Julia. " She took my hand
and insisted on taking me for a tour of the house. "Dave, offer Dr. Stein
something to drink and then put Julia's things in the guest room please."

I heard the men laugh as we left the room. The house was beautiful. Expensive
looking furniture and plush carpeting everywhere. When we got to the master
bedroom, Alice seemed nervous. I asked her how long they'd lived in the house
and she relaxed as she started reciting dates... when the house was built, when
they'd moved in. I cautiously sat on the edge of the bed next to her. She
looked down at the floor and didn't say anything. "I'm scared," I whispered.

She reached up and gently stoked my cheek. "Oh no, no, no sweetheart," she
whispered. "We won't do anything to hurt you. We would never do anything to
hurt you. " She leaned over and rested her lips against my cheek. I slowly
turned my head until our lips were touching. She gasped but did not pull away.
The doctor was right. This wasn't so hard. I did not feel forced to kiss her.
Maybe this wasn't even a kiss. It just felt right to be sitting close with our
lips touching.

"Alice! Julia!" We both jumped. "What can I get you girls to drink?" Dave
called up the stairs. Alice smiled and stroked my cheek. "I think I'll have a
glass of wine," she said. "How about you?" I nodded in agreement and she walked
to the top of the stairs. "Two glasses of wine Dave... and we'll be right
down."

She smiled and pointed to a door off the bedroom. "I think you'll like this,"
she said. She flipped on the light and illuminated a huge garden tub surrounded
by tiny, unlit candles. The tub appeared to be half enclosed in glass but on
closer inspection I realized it was a wall of windows. "This overlooks a lovely
pond. During the day the view is incredible. At night the candles make it seem
like you're suspended in space. You can use this room anytime you like," she
offered.

The suggestion floated in the room with just a hint of invitation. I wondered
if I'd feel comfortable enough to ask to use it later tonight. I imagined
myself floating in space, with my most intimate places exposed to Alice and her
husband. Would they remain so poised and calm? Would Alice be satisfied to
simply stroke my cheek while my naked breasts bobbed in the water? Would her
husband be content to merely sip his drink while the warm water lapped at my
pink pussy? Suddenly I realized that Alice was leaving the room. I silently
followed her down the stairs.

The doctor was obviously preparing to leave as we came into the kitchen. He and
Dave had finished their drinks and were shaking hands. The doctor handed me his
card and told me to call if I needed anything. He kissed my cheek and whispered
for me to relax and have fun.

Alice hugged the doctor goodbye. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," I heard her
whisper. He reminded her that I still needed to come back to the office for a
physical in the next day or two. She promised to call and make the appointment.
She also promised to call his wife and Jenny to make arrangements for dinner
together. "Just as soon as Julia is feeling settled," she assured.

Dave handed me a glass of wine as Dr. Stein pulled out of the driveway. His
eyes met mine and then dropped to my cleavage as he put his own glass to his
lips. Suddenly I felt very alone. No matter how nice these people were, the
fact remained, they had contracted with the doctor to find someone to have sex
with them... and that someone was me.

We went into the living room and I studied the seating. Finally I chose to sit
on the couch between the Meyers. This was difficult enough without my putting
physical distance between us. We made small talk and sipped our drinks.

"Have you met Dr. Stein's wife, Joan and their Jenny?" Alice asked me.

"No I haven't," I answered.

"You're going to love them," she insisted. "Joan is just the sweetest woman on
the face of this earth and Jenny is a beauty. She's about seven months pregnant
and she's one of those young women that just glows during pregnancy."

"How old is she?" I asked, thinking Jenny and I were probably in the same boat.


"Oh... I don't know. What would you guess dear?" she asked Dave. "Eighteen?
Nineteen?"

"I think she's seventeen," he prompted. "She was only sixteen when she joined
them and they've been together for about a year. She's actually their second
live-in. The first one isn't with them anymore."

"Seventeen?" I said incredulously. "What happened to the first one?" I asked.

"We're not sure. She just decided to leave one day," Alice answered. "Well...
enough of that. Let's talk about something more pleasant, shall we?" she
hurried on.

Dave refreshed our drinks and then informed me that they had a surprise for me.
I sat with Alice while he went to get it. A few minutes later he returned with
a large German Shepherd on a leash. I gasped as I realized the purpose of the
dog. I swallowed hard before asking, "Is he yours?"

"No. I'm afraid not," Alice said. "We borrowed him from another couple just for
tonight. We wanted to get you something that would make you feel special on
your first night here," she blushed. "After seeing your tape we knew we could
fulfill at least one of your dreams."

I didn't know what to say or do. How does one proceed in a situation like this?
Miss. Manners never addressed cunt licking by dogs in front of strangers.
Should I thank them, remove my clothes and call the dog to me? Should I wait
for them to suggest a plan of action? Part of me was angry that they would
initiate something like this on my first night here.. but another part of me
was stirred to excitement. "Does the dog know what to do?" I asked timidly.

"Oh yes Dear," Alice assured me. "He's well trained."

"The couple we borrowed him from have been working with him for years," Dave
proudly informed me. "He's very gentle and will do anything you want him to...
with the right command."

I watched the dog as he looked at each of us, waiting for his orders. "Do you
want me to take my clothes off now?" I asked, trying to control the tremor in
my voice.

"Oh my god! No sweetheart!" Alice exclaimed. "That's not why we brought him
here. We thought you could take him to your room if you like and have some
private time with him. What you do is completely up to you. And we certainly
didn't expect you to share something like that on your first night here," she
gasped.

Dave handed me the leash and sat down on a nearby chair. "Unless you want to,"
he offered.

"David!" Alice admonished. "That's not our place to even suggest. " She turned
to me and asked if I wanted them to put the dog back outside.

"What's his name?" I asked softly.

"Caeser," said Alice. "Would you like to learn some of the commands?"

"No. I don't think I'm ready for that," I confessed. "I'm very tired. I think
I'd just like to change and get ready for bed."

"Of course darling," Alice soothed. "Do you want me to help you with your
things?"

"No, I'd like some time to myself. " I hurried into the guest room and shut the
door. I gasped at the intensity of the feelings that were coursing through me.
Most of them converging and contracting between my legs. I was trying to remain
calm but a trained dog was waiting for me in the living room. A man and woman
were hoping to stand by and watch as the dog licked me to climax. I stripped
off my clothes and looked at my naked body in a full length mirror attached to
the back of the door. My nipples were hard with anticipation. I cupped a bare
breast in each hand and then rolled the nipples gently between my fingers. I
threw my head back and gasped at the intensity of the sensation. I went to my
bag and pulled out the nightgown I'd selected especially for tonight. It was
made of soft white cotton and fell just below my knees. I slid it over my head.
The loose folds of fabric floated around my naked body like a wispy cloud. I
always felt sexy in this nightgown! I looked in the mirror again. The darkness
of my nipples showed through the gauzy fabric and drew the eye to the telltale
buds like a magnet. I took a deep breath, opened the door and walked slowly
back to the living room.

Dave and Alice were sitting close on the couch, talking quietly. I was relieved
to see Caesar laying peacefully near their feet. They stopped talking and
stared as I entered the room. I walked to the couch and asked if I could sit
between them again. They moved apart and as I settled into place, I pulled the
gown up slightly and spread my legs.

"Caesar! Come!" Dave called huskily. Alice picked up one of my hands and held
it between both of hers. She brought it to her mouth and kissed my fingers in
silent gratitude. Dave was positioning the dog between my legs and guiding his
snout to my exposed pussy. He pushed my gown further up and positioned it so
that we could all see what the dog was doing. He looked into my eyes and then
gave Caesar the command to begin licking. I leaned back and tried to relax as
the dog's tongue touched my clit. I heard Alice inhale sharply and I whimpered
as the dog's tongue tickled my sensitive flesh. My legs spread further apart as
I felt his tongue seeking my vagina.

"Good boy Caesar! Good, good boy. " I could hear Dave's deep voice encouraging
Caesar. Dave was breathing heavy but I was the one being sucked into a vortex
of pleasure. I reached for his hand. Alice was stroking the fingers of my other
hand. "Oh my god!" Alice gasped. Their excited voices were getting further and
further away as the heat between my legs spread throughout my body. "Oh god, oh
god, oh god," I chanted. A dog was licking my most secret places and strangers
were watching it, encouraging it, cheering it on. I could feel the pressure
building. I was going to have an orgasm and they were going to witness it. The
dog was their gift to me... this was my gift to them. I came in an explosion so
powerful that I was unable to breathe for several seconds. I could feel Dave
prying my legs apart to release Caesar's head from my grip but I was unable to
help. I felt his fingers slide into my vagina to replace the dogs tongue. My
contractions pulled him deeper into me as I violently pumped against his arm.
Someone was yelling "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! OH GOD... FUCK ME!" but the
voice was so far away. I don't know when I finally realized it was mine.

******* Dave must have carried me upstairs to their bedroom at some point. I
don't remember how I got there. I only remember waking up and finding Alice's
face nestled against my neck. Dave was naked and I was laying on one of his
arms. He must have sensed I was waking for he pulled me closer and flung a bare
leg over mine. I felt his limp penis against my skin. Alice was in tune with
our movements and pulled herself closer too. I could feel her warm breath
flowing across my neck and down across my bare breasts. My nipples were
hardening in response to the closeness of her lips. I arched my back
alluringly. The hardness of my nipple acted as an invitation and she covered it
with her lips. She suckled contentedly without opening her eyes. Her contented
moans woke Dave and he sat up to watch us. He smiled down at the sight of his
wife trying to nurse from another woman.

I watched him stroke his penis and he smiled at me knowingly. His member grew
amazingly fast. It kept growing and growing. It was immense. He moved it closer
to my face so that I could view it's full glory. He continued to stroke it
rhythmically. I opened my mouth like a hungry baby bird and he placed the giant
worm gently between my lips. I sucked on it like Alice was sucking on my tit.
Dave cried out as I drew his sensitive member deeper into my mouth. Alice moved
to my other nipple so she could suckle and watch us at the same time. Dave
began to pump his penis into my mouth but he was too big and I gagged as it hit
the back of my throat. He pulled out immediately and used his hand to finish
the job. He cried out as hot cum splashed up on my face and across my chest.
Alice began to lick up the juices. She kissed me long and hard and then leaned
over to clean Dave's penis. Dave stroked the top of our heads. Hers as she
lovingly cleaned his manhood, mine as I lay there beneath them, watching them.
When she was done, he leaned over and kissed us both gently before leaving the
room.

********

Later, at breakfast that morning, Dave reminded me that we had to clean out my
apartment and move my things before the day was over. He also needed to return
Caesar to his owners.

In the car, Caesar rode in the back seat with me with his head on my lap.
Silent tears ran down my cheek as I looked into his innocent eyes and pictures
of the previous night flashed through my mind. Alice looked back but mistook my
tears of shame as something else. "It's OK dear. You'll see Caesar again," she
assured me. "If you like, you can throw Dave's jacket over your lap and take
your panties off?" she suggested. "Nobody will be able to tell what's going
on."

The horror of her suggestion was only surpassed by my disgust when I realized
how much I wanted to do just that. I shook my head no and looked out the window
but the pressure of the dogs head in my lap was consuming my thoughts. What
about tonight? Caesar would not be there for me. When would I get another
opportunity to feel that velvet tongue on my pussy?

We weren't far from the freeway but there were no other vehicles around right
now. I needed to make a decision. I watched the backs of the Meyers' heads as I
silently slipped the tiny scrap of silk and lace down my legs. This time I
didn't want to be watched. I dipped my finger into my wet cunt and then held it
out for Caesar to lick. I pulled my skirt up and let him smell my juices. He
needed no further prompting or commands. I spread my legs apart and his long
tongue snaked out to touch me. I turned and leaned back against the door so
that he could better reach his target.

Alice and Dave had not yet seen what I was doing. They were talking quietly and
I hoped that the radio was covering the sounds of Caesar's tongue. After
several minutes of his attentions, I wanted to scream out with pleasure but my
need for privacy was still too great. I bit my lip as each new sensation
coursed through my body. I wanted to buck and ride his tongue but instead I
twitched and quietly bore each new glorious pain as his tongue set my cunt on
fire. Finally I gripped the seat cushion and held my breath as the orgasm hit
with full intensity. I swallowed the scream of pleasure that was lodged in my
throat and concentrated on the effort of controlling my total release. I closed
my legs to signal Caesar to stop. I pressed them together until they ached.
When I finally dared to take a breath, my heart was beating uncontrollably. It
was an eternity before my breathing slowed and the world returned to normal. I
sat up and listened to the sounds of heavy traffic. We were on the freeway.
Dave and Alice had stopped talking. Something in their posture told me they
were fully aware of what had just transpired.

*******

We put most of my belongings in storage. I had no need for them at the Meyers'
house. They paid six months storage in advance but handed me the key. Later
Alice explained that they did not want me to feel like a prisoner. I would
always have the option to leave but she hoped I'd never want to.

We went out to dinner before returning home. The restaurant was lovely and the
food divine. Dave ordered a bottle of champagne to celebrate our new alliance
but told the waiter it was my birthday. We laughed when the staff brought out a
cake and sang to me at the end of the meal.

On the ride home, Alice insisted that I sit in front with them even though it
was far too crowded. We laughed and talked all the way home. It felt as though
I'd known these people my whole life. I was in a champagne mist and everything
felt wonderful. It did not seem strange when Dave reached under my dress and
caressed my inner thigh while telling me the history of the restaurant we'd
just eaten at. Alice slid her finger under the lace trim of my panties and
caressed me as she calmly talked about other restaurants they would like to
take me to. There seemed nothing odd about going directly to their bedroom when
we got home. I sat quietly on the bed while they gently removed my clothes.
Dave brought up another bottle of champagne but held my glass for me while I
took a sip. He dunked his fingers into the glass and then gently massaged the
golden liquid over one of my nipples. He stood back while Alice licked the
liquid off and then they repeated the ritual on the other breast.

Dave gave me another sip of champagne and then leaned me back slightly while he
drizzled the liquid over my already wet pussy. I inhaled deeply as the liquid
trickled over my clit. I tried to lean back further but he held me up while
Alice kneeled between my legs. "Watch Alice," he ordered in a husky voice. I
sat silently as she pulled my cunt lips apart and touched me with her tongue.
"Tell Alice what you want baby," Dave whispered, but I knew words were not
necessary. Dave reached down and stopped Alice. "Tell Alice what you want," he
barked. I spread my legs and wiggled closer to her but Dave grabbed my hair and
pulled my head back. "Tell Alice what you want bitch!" he yelled.

Tears streamed down my face. What was going on? Why was he yelling at me? "Lick
me," I whispered.

"Louder."

"Lick me," I sobbed.

He pulled my head back further. "Louder and ask her nicely," he demanded.

"Lick me please. Please. Please!" I cried out.

Alice's tongue began working it's magic again. Dave gave me another sip of
champagne and stroked my head as he quietly assured me that I was doing fine.
"Just tell her what you want," he prompted.

"Keep licking me please," I begged. "Please... please don't stop."

Dave pulled Alice's head up long enough to drizzle more champagne between my
legs. She licked it all up with gusto and then began probing my vagina with her
tongue. I gasped at the sensation. "Tell her what you want her to do," Dave
reminded me.

I didn't like talking during sex but was afraid of the consequences if I kept
silent. "Oh god! Stick your tongue in deeper," I moaned and was immediately
rewarded. "Deeper! Deeper!" I cried out. I felt her face press into me to allow
for maximum penetration. "Oh god! Deeper! I need it deeper," I whimpered.

Dave reached into a drawer and pulled out a dildo. It was huge. I was afraid it
was too big but my need for satisfaction was stronger than my fear. "Do you
want this?" Dave asked laughingly.

"Yes," I answered.

"Tell Alice what you want."

"Oh god... oh god... stick it in me Alice. Please stick it in me," I pleaded.
Alice stopped her tongue lashing long enough to reach up and take the device
from Dave. I felt the cold plastic against my hot cunt but she hesitated.
"Please, please stick it in me Alice," I pleaded and suddenly I felt the
pressure as the huge head started to enter me. It was not lubricated and the
size made it difficult to slide in but she continued to push until the tip
entered me. I gasped in pain and pleasure.

"What do you want?" Dave prompted.

"More, more," I answered.

"Tell Alice exactly what you want," he said. "Describe everything and tell her
what you want her to do with it."

I hated this. I hated being forced to talk about things like this. I just
wanted them to fuck me and get it over with. I opened my eyes and looked down
between my legs to see Alice waiting patiently with the huge dildo poised for
action.

"Fuck me with it," I growled. "Stick the big cock in my pussy and fuck me with
it.. please!" I felt it slide in further.. and further... and oh my god...
further. My pussy felt filled to capacity but when I looked down there was
more. "More," I moaned. "Oh god... give me more. " She pushed harder and I
gasped. Dave drizzled champagne over it and I felt it slide in further. I
spread my legs apart and screamed, "Fuck me with it! Hard! Fuck me hard."

I threw my head back and closed my eyes. Dave pushed my head back up and
whispered for me to open my eyes and watch her. What I saw was incredible. I
marvelled at Alice's focus and intent concentration. She looked up into my eyes
and pumped harder and faster. Tears of gratitude began streaming down my face
as I watched her working so hard to please me. My body began answering her. I
could not control the contractions and I began pumping involuntarily. Dave
climbed up behind me and tightly wrapped his arms around me to steady my body
as I met her thrusts. I watched the huge cock as it was rhythmically slammed
deep inside me and then withdrawn.

"Tell her how it feels," Dave yelled.

"Oh god! It feels good! It feels soooo good," I sobbed and gasped. "Make me cum
Alice. Please, please, please make me cum."

I wanted to let go but was terrified of being swept away on this tidal wave of
sensations. I felt Dave's arms tighten around me. "Oh GOD! Don't let go," I
screamed as the damn broke and I was swept away in a flood of heat and
pleasure. My body bucked against the giant cock, vainly trying to squeeze it to
mutual climax. Alice slowed her rhythm to match the intensity of my thrusts.
The waves of pleasure pummeled me and I couldn't catch my breath. I was
drowning, drowning, drowning. At last I collapsed against Dave in exhaustion.

Alice sat on the bed and pulled me to her. I began to sob uncontrollably. She
brushed the hair out of my face and spoke soothingly. I was not a virgin but I
had never had a sexual experience so intense and my mind could not comprehend
what had just happened to me. Dave sat quietly nearby. He was merely a witness.
He could watch but he could never understand the experience that Alice and I
had just shared. Alice rocked me in her arms and assured me that everything
would be OK. She placed the glass of champagne to my lips and encouraged me to
take a sip. When the liquid was gone, she pulled down the covers and helped me
into bed. She and Dave kissed my forehead and closed the door as they left the
room.

********

Later that night I was awakened by soft sounds coming from the adjoining
bathroom. I quietly peeked inside only to find Dave and Alice in the garden
tub. I could only see their naked torsos but I was embarrassed to have intruded
on their privacy. I started to back out of the room but the floor creaked
beneath me.

"Julia? Sweetheart? It's OK... you can come in," Alice coaxed.

I froze. "Julia! Come talk to us please," Dave instructed. I hesitantly walked
closer to the tub. The water was clear and I could see more of him than I
wanted to. I lowered my eyes and waited for them to berate me for spying on
them.

"Julia Dear, come in and join us. You must be sore. The warm water will be good
for you," Alice insisted.

Dave pushed over to make room and I felt I had no choice. It would be rude to
leave at this point. I tentatively stepped into the steaming pool and felt
dizzy as I lowered myself into the hot water. Alice stroked my face lovingly
while Dave placed his hand firmly on my thigh. "How do you feel Sweetheart,"
Alice asked.

"I'm OK," I whispered.

"You had quite a ride tonight," Dave laughed.

Alice frowned at his insensitivity. "Perhaps you'd like to sleep in your own
room tonight dear," she suggested sweetly. "If you feel like you need some
privacy we'll certainly understand."

I smiled but did not answer. Dave picked up a large sponge and began running it
over his shoulders and chest. When he was done he handed it to me but I
remained motionless. "Do you want me to help you?" he asked. Alice frowned.
"Dave! Don't push her. Let her go at her own pace. She's had enough excitement
for one night," she admonished.

I remained silent and Dave ignored her. He took the sponge away from me and
slowly ran it down my back. Then he ran it across my shoulders and down my
breasts. He lingered and drew slow, lazy circles around each one, occasionally
grazing the nipples as he did. He brought the sponge up to my neck and lifted
my chin. "Tell me what you want," he whispered. Alice stood in obvious disgust
and climbed out of the tub. Dave lifted my hand and placed it against his erect
penis. "Is this what you want?" he asked.

He stood up and positioned himself in front of me. "If you're not going to use
that mouth to talk with... we'll just have to find some other use for it," he
scolded. He grasped my head firmly between his hands and pushed his penis
toward me. I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock between my lips.
"Suck on it baby," he sighed. "Suck on daddy's big cock!" I gently played my
tongue over it but he became impatient. He pushed it deeper into my mouth. I
increased my efforts but he pushed it deeper. "Take it all baby. Open wide and
take it all. " He pulled my face closer to his crotch and began thrusting
rhythmically. "Daddy wants to fuck his sweet little baby's face. Oh ya!" he
moaned. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat but he continued.

"David," Alice warned. "You're hurting her."

"Alice! Shut the fuck up! Come on baby, open up and take it all," he panted.
"Daddy has so much more to give you. " As I gasped for air I felt his penis
slide deeper into my throat. I felt like I was choking. I swallowed reflexively
to get the object out of my throat and I heard him gasp. "Oh ya baby, that's
it! Take daddy deep into your throat... just like that baby. " He pushed harder
and I tried to pull away. When I thought I couldn't take any more, I suddenly
felt his pubic hair tickling my nose. I could feel his balls slapping against
my chin. As impossible as it seemed, his huge penis was buried deep within my
throat. He pulled back a little and then slammed back against my face. With
each stroke, more penis would slide out only to be driven back down my throat.
"Oh my god... you're doing it. You're doing it. You're sucking my whole cock,"
he cried incredulously. "Keep going baby.. keep going. Daddy's going to give
you a sweet treat," he moaned. "Oh ya... Daddy's sweet treat is coming baby. Oh
god! Keep sucking baby. Daddy's almost there... Oh God!" he cried out as he
exploded.

A few minutes later I splashed water onto my face to remove the sticky white
liquid that had dripped out around his penis. As I climbed out of the tub I
watched him panting and smiling contentedly. He was massaging his limp member
as though it were a racehorse who'd just won the Kentucky Derby. "Did you like
that sweetheart?" he asked. I forced a smile and drew a large towel around me
before leaving the room.

Alice was laying on the bed looking rather forlorn. Apparently she'd been out
here listening to the whole thing. I quietly walked to the door and headed down
the stairs to my room. Sometime later that night, I woke and found her stoking
my face. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so sorry. " I remained silent though
I wasn't sure what she was sorry for.

"Did he hurt you?" she asked but did not wait for an answer. "I'm so sorry. I
can't do what you did tonight and it makes him mad," she sobbed. "This is one
of the reasons he wanted to bring you here. I'm afraid he's going to want you
to do that a lot. I hope it doesn't hurt?"

She leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. "I'm so glad you're here,"
she whispered. "Whatever he does... I promise I will make it up to you.
Whatever you want... I'll do it. Get some sleep now," she soothed.

**********

The next morning after I showered and dressed, I helped Alice with her
housework. Her incessant chatter about mundane tasks was actually relaxing
after our intense night of passion. When we were through, we headed outside to
help Dave with the yard work. Alice and I weeded a perennial garden while Dave
mowed the lawn. As I looked around at the eloquent landscaping, I suddenly
realized I had no worries here. There were no bills for me to pay, no
collection agencies to deal with. No old boyfriends or oversexed bosses to
fight off. I didn't have to worry about any of the things I'd always worried
about in the past.

The warm sun on my skin added to my overwhelming sense of contentment. I stood
up and told Alice I was going to go inside and make some ice tea. "Oh... that
sounds lovely dear," she smiled. "I'm almost done here. Why don't you take your
tea up and relax in the garden tub?" she suggested. "You haven't really had a
chance to enjoy it yet."

**********

I strategically positioned myself over one of the tub's jets and watched Dave
as he mowed the lawn. The water pulsed against my clit, I wondered what
fantasies we would explore tonight. I closed my eyes and wiggled into position
so that the full force of the water was directed into my cunt and I gasped as
it filled me up. "Ahhhh... Calgon... Take me away," I whispered.

Julia and the Meyers are still living together. If you'd like to hear more
about their relationship, drop me a line at
Sweet_CumQuat@nightmail.com.
And if you have any suggestions, I'm sure they'd love to hear them.