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A Weekend with Elizabeth and Charlie - 2
by Lisa Rains (lLisarains65@aol.com)
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Part Two: My husband's gorgeous female boss and her
hunky male lover teach my chauvinist husband to serve my
sexual needs. My hubby starts out arrogant and selfish
but winds up as my total sex slave thanks to some fun
"training" from these two sexy strangers. (MF, F-dom,
reluc, bi, oral, mast, exh, rom, spank, swinger)
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PART 2
And as Elizabeth teased Greg unmercifully, I was out of
my head reaming him and jacking his cock. I kept
laughing, drunk with new-found power. I think I would
have kept going until Greg shot his load, but luckily
Elizabeth had a clearer head and she reminded me that it
still wasn't time to let Greg cum.
"Remember Betsy, we may need him later," she said.
Oh of course, what was I thinking? I definitely wasn't
ready for Greg to be done for the night, no way. The
night was just starting! So I eased my finger out of his
ass and stopped jacking him. He let out a little cry and
I could tell he wasn't happy to be stopped short once
again.
"How many times has your beautiful wife gone to bed
unsatisfied?" Elizabeth asked Greg as she slid off the
bed allowing him to finally straighten his legs. "For
years she's been frustrated because of you. I doubt very
seriously you ever got her as close as she's gotten you
tonight, but still you see how unpleasant it is to have
things finish before you do, right? I hope this lesson
stays with you, or we'll be back to make sure it sinks
in, way down deep in every fiber of your being,"
Elizabeth leaned in close as she spoke to him and there
was no doubt that he understood she was serious.
Greg's eyes were glazed over and he was trying to catch
his breath but he nodded to Elizabeth. I could already
see that my hubby was changing. Could it be that this
night was transforming him into the man I'd dreamed of,
the man who would cherish me and treat me like a queen?
I didn't dare let myself believe it. But the idea
thrilled me.
As if reading my mind, Elizabeth said: "Greg just needs
some training. Soon he'll be able to stay hard all night
for you and make sure that you are thoroughly satisfied.
I've trained my Charlie well." And then, with a devilish
look in her eye, she added: "Would you like to see
something else he can do?"
"Sure," I said, intrigued.
Elizabeth motioned for Charlie to come over to where I
was sitting on the side of the bed. He stood proudly
before me.
Elizabeth came over and sat down beside me – the two of
us staring at his huge cock. It wasn't really erect at
all but even soft and relaxed, it was still so big!
She winked at Charlie and told him: "Let's show Betsy --
oh and Greg too of course -- what you can do."
And with that, she clapped her hands.
All of a sudden Charlie's humungous cock went from
semisoft to absolutely hard as a rock, pointing straight
up in the air!
I couldn't believe my eyes! Did that really happen? Did
she just clap her hands and make him respond like that,
immediately? I sat there staring, my mouth gaping in
awe.
Elizabeth clapped again and just as quickly Charlie's
prick softened.
"No way!" I shouted. "That was amazing! Do it again! Do
it again!" I was bouncing up and down on the bed.
"Why don't you try Betsy?" Elizabeth said playfully.
"Just clap your hands and he'll make it hard for you."
"Oh really?" I asked, thrilled and amazed. "You'd let me
do that?"
"Of course," Elizabeth said. "It's fun. You should
experience the thrill of having a man respond to your
command."
"Okay," I said, and my hands flew together with a loud
clap.
Sure enough Charlie became instantly hard again. I
clapped again, not really wanting to see that beautiful
erection go away, but still enthralled with this new
game, and he became softer just as quickly. "Oh man," I
told her. "This is unbelievable. I feel like royalty!"
I clapped again and watched that big thing leap back to
life.
I looked over at Greg, who was also watching amazed. I
knew he was burning with jealousy. But instead of
feeling guilty, I was on fire. His passion only added to
my erotic delight. I was showing my once-indifferent
husband that men responded to me. That I was sexual and
attractive, and that there was tremendous power
throbbing in me that could make men respond.
Elizabeth noticed the look that passed between Greg and
I and, in her typical teasing way, she told me: "You can
teach Greg how to do this too. Then whenever you're in
the mood, you can just clap your hands and voila, he'll
be hard and ready for you." She patted Charlie playfully
on his sexy bare fanny and beamed at me. "These men are
here to serve us," she said, "They're on this earth to
make us happy and to keep us satisfied and always
feeling adored."
I must have clapped a dozen or more times and each time
I got more and more excited. "I don't know why I'd ever
want him to be soft," I told Elizabeth. "But I do so
love being able to make him get hard the moment I want
him to." I felt so powerful, so in control. I was aching
to touch and taste his massive pole – and to do it in
front of Greg. I think I may have even leaned in towards
him when Elizabeth interrupted. "Charlie," she
commanded, "keep an eye on our bad boy here while I take
Betsy into the powder room for some girl talk." Then to
me, she said: "Follow me, we have so much to discuss
without these boys listening in and why not enjoy a
lovely bubble bath at the same time."
On the way into the bathroom, she put her arm around me
and, in a conspiratorial woman-to-woman way she said,
"It's important for us to always be fresh and clean and
sweet," she said. "The idea is that when your man kisses
your ass or licks your pussy, he should definitely feel
subservient, humbled and humiliated by the idea. But the
actual experience should always be thrilling and
exciting to him. So, I always make sure to keep this
object of his desire nice and pristine. It makes me more
confident and it keeps him addicted to me."
She opened the bathroom door and I couldn't believe my
eyes. The whole room was filled with lit candles and a
huge bubble bath was already drawn and waiting.
"I had a feeling you'd want to freshen up so I had
Charlie get the bath ready for us before you got here,"
Elizabeth said, slipping the shirt from my shoulders.
She looked me up and down and maybe it was the look on
her face or my new-found power, but I wasn't embarrassed
at all. I actually liked the way she was looking at me.
She made me feel so beautiful. I had never thought of
another woman sexually before, but tonight was changing
so many things for me. As she stood there smiling in
such an approving way I couldn't help but feel
wonderful.
"You have such a beautiful body, Betsy," she told me,
and stepped closer to me. She eased me down into the
delightful hot water and started kissing me again. "Are
you enjoying yourself tonight?" she asked me.
"I can't believe I'm admitting this," I told her, "but
everything about this night has been so hot! I
absolutely loved watching Charlie spank Greg. Man! Those
strong manly muscles delivering those masterful smacks…
The way he was handling him so easily…. Wow, what a turn
on! And then getting to ream Greg while I was jacking
him was so much fun I didn't want to stop! And riding
him around the house with you two walking behind me and
watching, saying those terrific things about my body…
I've never done anything like this, or even thought
about anything like this before. It's all so new to me.
But I'm loving every minute of it!"
I slid deeper down into the tub while Elizabeth took her
clothes off. Her body was amazing! Once she was naked
she stood there for a moment letting me soak her beauty
in before joining me in the tub. She sat behind me and
started soaping up my back and shoulders.
"This water is not quite as hot as I like it so I'm
going to heat it up a bit," she said, and turned on the
hand-held shower head. She set it down under the water
in front of me. The water jets were aimed right at my
pussy which I thought was just a happy coincidence until
she whispered in my ear: "How's that? The water on your
clit feels great doesn't it? I must admit that I often
take long baths alone and keep it pressed right up
against myself and keep it there for hours! While you
are enjoying the pulsating water I'll finish soaping you
up." And with that, she reached around the front of me
and started lathering up my breasts.
I leaned back against her, enjoying the incredible
pampering.
"Tonight has been amazing," I whispered to her, "but I
know it will never happen again. Greg is not the kind of
guy who will do what I want or pamper me in any way. And
once you guys are gone, it will be all over. So I don't
want this night to end."
Elizabeth laughed a reassuring laugh and brought her
lips close to my ear. "There is so much you have to
learn Betsy," she whispered. "These men are here to
serve us. Believe me, Greg will be your faithful servant
from this day forward. When I met Charlie, he was an
even bigger lout than Greg. These men just need to be
trained properly. Greg is already beginning to see the
light. He has seen how desirable you are to others and
it's making him realize just how much he desires you. He
has also seen that you are extremely sexual. Pleasing
you is something he knows he has to do from now on if he
wants to keep you. He will be kneeling at your pussy
worshipping it from now on, you mark my words. We won't
leave until he's fully 'broken.' We'll make sure you're
confident and that you know how to handle him if he does
get out of line."
She wrapped her long legs around me. And as she
continued soaping me up, she kept inching the shower
head closer and closer to my pussy. I closed my eyes and
let the feeling wash over me and Elizabeth directed the
water jets from my ass to my clit and back again. She
continued doing this until I could barely catch my
breath.
"You are going to cum so many times tonight you won't be
able to count. You need to make up for lost time, don't
you?" she said, laughing in my ear. "I know you're
thinking about Charlie aren't you?"
"Yes," I admitted, blushing, "How did you know?"
"You're imagining what it would feel like to have his
huge cock thrusting inside of you, aren't you?
"Am I that obvious?" I asked, laughing a little. "It's
so-oo big and it stands up so nice! He's really awakened
some hot fantasies in me, I admit."
"Don't worry, you'll make those fantasies real before
this night is out," she said. And just then an orgasm
even more powerful than the last one crashed down and
rolled over me like a wave as vivid images of fucking
Charlie flooded my mind.
We lay there, exhausted, for a while before Elizabeth
asked me to stand up. "I want to finish soaping you up,"
she said, and, filling her hands with liquid soap she
started lathering up my still pulsating pussy. It was
almost more than I could bear and my legs felt like they
might give out. But she held onto me as she knelt in
front of me, moving from my pussy to my ass and back
again.
"You are going to love the Pussy 'n' Ass game," she told
me. "I promise it's going to be a game you'll play all
the time. And Greg is going to love it too because he's
going to know it makes you feel like a queen." Elizabeth
rinsed off all the soap and wrapped a big bath towel
around me as we stepped out of the tub. "When Greg sees
Charlie fucking you with that big dick, turning you into
a wild-animal woman, he's going to gain a new and deeper
appreciation of you. He'll be your faithful puppy
forever.
I sighed with a sweet longing and a sort of
hopelessness. "Oh Elizabeth," I told her. "I love these
wonderful dreams. "But there's no way Greg is going to
sit still and let Charlie fuck me. The idea is beyond
thrilling but I know my husband and there's no way he's
going to let another man touch me. He wanted to kill
Charlie when he was just touching my feet. I mean, of
course it would be great to satisfy this fantasy of
mine, but I know better than to expect it."
"Oh Betsy, you are so wrong!" Elizabeth laughed,
stroking my hair. "For one thing, Charlie is a VERY
strong man. I've seen him wrestle down and de-pants men
twice Greg's size. I've watched him take them over his
lap and spank their bare asses for disrespecting me
(which was quite a turn on by the way). He can handle
Greg. But more to the point, Greg is going to understand
that you need variety. It's already started to happen.
His eyes are opening to how incredibly sexual you are
and he won't let himself risk losing you. He may not
love it, but he won't stand in your way. He'll just be
grateful that he's the one you'll come home to each
night. He'll be so taken by you and enslaved to you,
he'll even let you experiment with other men.
"You can bring them home with you sometimes and let Greg
watch -- or join in if you feel like it. Or you can have
him fan you both, keeping you cool, or make him hold the
video camera, or just have him jack his prick and be
some extra eye candy for you while your lover fucks you.
You can have them compete for you or watch them both
jack off for you, there are sooo many fun ways to use
them. And I just know you'll find your own favorites.
Your days of being a one-man woman are over! There are
just too many wonderful dicks out there to play with.
And like I said before, you have some lost time to make
up for!"
The thought of being able to play with other men just
because I felt like it was such a heady idea. Could
Elizabeth be right? Would Greg ever go along with such a
thing? Even though I'd never considered such freedom
before, at that moment, I was actually feeling like I
deserved it. Part of me didn't think that Greg would
ever allow it to happen. But so much had already changed
for me tonight, so I decided not to worry too much about
tomorrow and just have fun right now.
Elizabeth pulled out a lacy red teddy from her bag and
handed it to me to put on, while she put on a black
leather bustier with black thong panties and thigh high
black boots. She looked amazing and we stood in front of
the full-length mirror admiring ourselves. The teddy I
was wearing just barely covered my ass and made my tits
look fantastic! Elizabeth looked fierce. "Are you ready
for more slave training?" she asked as she reached down
and pulled a long leather whip out of her bag.
I must have looked frightened because Elizabeth started
to laugh at me and said, "Don't worry darling, this
isn't for you. And if your hubby is smart, just the
sight of it will suffice. Now, let's go out there and
have some more fun. Remember, we are in charge and what
we want, we get!"
As we walked back into the bedroom both guys looked up
at us with their mouths hanging open. It was so nice to
be greeted that way. I was getting used to this feeling
of being a desired goddess. Oh yes, I was loving every
minute of it!
They had both put their underpants back on. But I
couldn't help but notice that both guys got instantly
hard when we walked in. The front of those tight-fitting
briefs didn't really hide much. The imprints of their
penises were obvious. Of course with Charlie it would
take a blind person not to notice. I could feel myself
getting wet imagining that cock inside me. I wondered
how long I'd have to wait.
"Charlie dear it's time to get Greg into position,"
Elizabeth said, uncurling the whip. She gave it a few
cracks in the air. "Pants off boys," she said as she
gave it another good crack.
They both scrambled out of their jockeys and Charlie
gave Greg a shove and pushed him back on the bed with
his head up by the headboard. Charlie lay down on the
other side of the bed facing the opposite way so his
head was down by the foot of the bed.
Elizabeth touched my arm and gently moved me into
position. "Okay Betsy," she said, "Time for your first-
ever game of Pussy 'n' Ass. It won't be the last! We're
going to start with Charlie showing you how it's done,
and I'll be showing Greg. Go ahead and climb on up and
sit on Charlie's face, don't be shy, you're going to
enjoy this!" Elizabeth slipped out of her thong and
straddled Greg's face.
I hesitated a moment, not really sure I should let
myself indulge this wildness. But there he was, this
powerful young stud, lying there, totally willing and at
my command. "Oh, I can't believe I'm doing this," I
said, laughing.
And feeling a shiver of mischievous delight, I climbed
onto the bed, knelt over Charlie's face and lowered
myself down onto him with my bare ass touching his nose
and my clit resting right over his chin. From this
position Elizabeth and I were facing each other and she
smiled at me and gave me a wink.
"Okay," she said, "as soon as I say "pussy" or "ass,"
you boys better get your tongues in place immediately
and start working them. I don't want there to be even a
microsecond's delay. I want you to go from one to the
other so fast that there's no time in between. If you
get lazy or just don't give it your all, you'll feel my
whip. Do you understand Greg?"
We heard a muffled noise but couldn't tell what he was
saying since Elizabeth's ass was completely covering his
face. Elizabeth and I started to laugh and she said, "I
hope you're saying that you understand and that you're
thrilled to be playing our game and that you'll be
giving it your all. I'm going to assume that's exactly
what you've said." And she winked at me again. We both
laughed so hard I could barely catch my breath.
"Okay, one, two, three, Pussy," Elizabeth called out.
Immediately I felt the tip of Charlie's tongue find my
clit and start giving it quick little licks that sent
shockwaves of delight all through my body. I knew
instantly that she had trained him to a T. It felt like
heaven.
Then, seconds later, Elizabeth called out "ass" and
Charlie's tongue darted to my asshole where he teased
and tickled me. This went on for a good ten minutes with
Elizabeth calling out the new position whenever she felt
like it. A few times she warned Greg that he was getting
behind but he must have been doing a good enough job
because she never once had to use her whip. We were both
moaning with pleasure.
At one point, she let me call the words out, and it was
even more thrilling feeling Charlie's tongue working
over my most sensitive parts, knowing he was responding
to my whims. My pace was different from Elizabeth's. She
had called the changes quickly, making the guys switch
fast – every few seconds. But I made them spend more
time in one place (sometimes keeping them licking our
asses for a full minute, then calling "pussy" and making
them spend another minute lapping our cunts.
I kept getting bolder and bolder with my commands. I
couldn't believe how I was taking charge. "Charlie," I
said at one point, "the tip of your tongue feels
wonderful, but I think I'd like to feel more of it. Use
the flat of your tongue. Lick me like you would a
delicious ice cream cone."
And amazingly, he responded immediately. His huge tongue
feel like a warm, wet sponge soothing my cunt and ass.
But it was much, much better because there was a strong,
sexy man attached to that sponge.
We kept them at it for at least half an hour. For so
much of the time, I'd had my head back and my eyes
closed, reeling with the overwhelming pleasure that was
sweeping through my body. But at one point, I felt like
I was about to pass out from the sheer thrill of it. I
leaned forward and opened my eyes. And there was that
big, magnificent, fully erect dick of his sticking
straight up in the air for me! I had been so caught up
in how great it felt to be pleasured with his tongue, I
hadn't noticed his enormous stiff prick had been right
there in front of me the whole time.
Suddenly I grabbed onto it, I just couldn't help it! I
had to see what it felt like in my hands. It took both
hands to get all the way around it and was all shiny
with pre-cum. I started jacking it like crazy loving the
feeling of power and total control.
Elizabeth noticed what I was doing. She saw the look on
my face and knew what was on my mind. "It's fantastic
isn't it?" she asked me. "Go ahead and suck it Betsy,
you know you want to!" Just then we both heard Greg's
muffled voice trying to tell us to stop.
"No talking with your mouth full Greg!" Elizabeth said
and grinded her ass playfully deeper into his face,
giggling. "I was just about to tell your wife what a
good job you were doing, don't ruin it now." And both
Elizabeth and I burst out laughing. "You know better
than to deny your dear wife any pleasure she desires.
From now on, it's all about her!"
As I sucked away on Charlie's wonderful iron-rod I slid
my arms around his waist and tickled his ass with my
finger. My other hand held his proud, majestic balls and
I squeezed them just a tiny bit. Not enough to hurt him,
but hard enough to feel their stony hardness in my hand.
I couldn't believe I was feeling this free.
He responded by putting his strong arms around my bottom
and began "making out" with my pussy, as though he were
kissing my mouth with wild passion. We rolled over on
our sides, still linked together in that wonderful 69.
My head was bobbing faster and faster, slurping up his
pre-cum and lubing his long thick shaft with my saliva
like there was no tomorrow.
He kept French kissing my pussy with absolute perfect
timing and pressure. And for the third time that night,
a thunderous, overwhelming orgasm surged through me –
just as another amazing "payload" of sperm exploded out
of Charlie's brick-hard cock and shot down my throat.
I gripped his balls just a little harder – again, not
enough to hurt him, but hard enough to make it feel like
I was squeeeeeezing the cum out of them, up through that
gigantic cock and into my mouth.
And less than a second later, I heard Elizabeth's
breathing start to get faster and heavier. She threw her
head back and moaned, all the while, grinding her cunt
harder into Greg's face. Then she began screaming with
uncontrollable ecstasy. "Pussy! Pussy! Pussy! Ahh! Ohh!
Yess! Oh yesss! Pussy, Pussy, Pussy. Yeah keep it right
there. Suck it. Keep sucking it for all you're worth.
I'm cumming! I'm cummmming! Oh Good Boy! GOOOOD BOY!!!"
To be continued?
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
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contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
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