Chapter 8
Saturday - Day 8
On Saturday morning, I woke up first for a change. I looked over at Becky. She was lying on her back, her legs crossed. It always amused me when she did that in her sleep. Her right foot was flat on the bed, bent at the knee, and her left foot was crossed over her knee. I don't know how she slept like that, but she did.
This morning I particularly enjoyed the position because she was naked, and from below you could see her beautiful pussy. I could also see the dried cum splattered on her chest and stomach. I remember when she would immediately wipe off any cum that got on her, claiming it was too sticky to remain. Now I wouldn't let her do that.
I watched her sleep for a little while, then I decided that I would return the service that she had been providing me the last week. I crawled up between her legs and lightly licked around her lips. I moved my tongue all around, very gently, brushing her clit, dipping lightly between her lips, circling her asshole, and then repeating.
Becky started moving her hips and moaning, though she was still asleep. I kept this up for a few minutes until I felt her wake up sufficiently. When she was awake, I buried my face between her legs and sunk my tongue as deep as it would go into her cunt, pressing my nose into her clit.
"Oh, sir!" Becky cried, as she grabbed my hair and tried to pull me even further in. I kept licking as I moistened a finger, and then pushed it into her ass. "Yes!" she yelled. I then moved my tongue to her clit as I sank two fingers into her pussy. "Please don't stop, sir!" Becky pleaded.
I had no intention of stopping. I loved the way she tasted. I loved the way she squirmed. I loved the sounds of her begging and pleading. And I loved making her feel good.
I kept up my assault for another five minutes, her cries getting louder and closer together, till at the end it was a chant. "Yes. Please. Please. Make me cum, make me cum. Fuck me, lick me, please, please, I'm cummmmming!!"
Becky was not exactly a squirter, but she definitely produced more fluids as she came, and it tasted even sweeter than normal. As she came down I pulled my fingers out, licked up some of the juices around her thighs and ass, and moved up her body to give her a kiss good morning.
"Oh, sir! You have no idea how good it felt to wake up like that," Becky said.
"Of course I do!" I replied. "I wake up like that every morning. And it feels just as good to me."
"I guess that's true, sir," Becky said. "Now I'm even happier to wake you up like that, if it can give you as much pleasure as you just gave me. But you're all a mess now." Then Becky proceeded to clean my face off with her tongue. I managed to grab her tongue with my mouth a couple of times as well.
"Sir, I can feel that you need some attention, too," Becky said. I guess that would be because my cock had been poking at the door to her cunt while she was cleaning me off. She reached down and guided it into her pussy. Instead of drilling into her, however, I let it stay there with just the head inside of her as she continued to run her tongue over my face.
"Sir, aren't you going to fuck me?" Becky asked, her breath starting to shorten.
"In a little while. Right now I am enjoying the feeling of your pussy on my cock," I said, giving my cock a little squeeze.
"But sir, do you want me to move? I can fuck you," she said pleadingly.
"No," I replied, "I'd like you to hold still as well."
It was clear to me that she was significantly affected by the feel of my cock at the opening of her pussy, especially after just having cum.
"Sir, I have a problem," she said, gasping. "I don't think I can lie still. Sir, I have to move."
"But I'm telling you not to move," I told her. "I'm telling you to stay still. If you can't stay still, you are going to be punished."
She stayed mostly still for about another thirty seconds, just twitching her hips a little. Then she screamed, "I can't help it, sir! Punish me! Spank me! Whip me! I'm sorry!" and she slammed her crotch into mine, burying me in her. She started fucking up to me hard, cumming from the first moment and simply not stopping. She kept yelling, "I deserve to be punished! I'm a bad girl! I'm your naughty little girl. I'm sorry, sir!"
Well, I'm not exactly Superman, and I don't think anyone could have taken much of the stimulus that Becky was providing. Between the screams of passion, the begging to be punished, her cunt slamming over my cock as well as squeezing it like a vise, I was cumming in a very short time. As I came, she screamed, "Oh, sir! I made you cum. I feel you cumming. Please, cum for me!" as she came yet again.
Even after I came, and collapsed onto her body, Becky kept moving her hips, experiencing little orgasms, till it became too much for my sensitive cock and I had to pull out. "Noooo!" Becky sobbed.
I was lying on top of Becky, and her hands were around my neck, squeezing me tightly. I felt moisture on my neck, and asked, "Are you crying?"
"Yes, sir," Becky said. "I'm sorry, but it feels so much. I'm still cumming. I can't help it, you're driving me crazy."
I started moving my hand down to help get her off some more when she screamed, "No, sir! No more. I'll die if I cum any more!"
So I just lay on top of her until her twitching eventually stopped. Then she pushed me off of her, and rolled on top of me. She looked me in the eyes, and said, "Have I told you how good you make me feel? I don't think that I have ever cum so hard in my entire life!"
"I didn't really do much," I said. "You did most of the work."
"I don't know what you did, sir," she replied. "I don't know if it was the fabulous way you ate me, or the fact that you were just in me without fucking, or the way to were controlling me, but I couldn't help it. I know that I have to be punished for disobeying you, but whatever the punishment is sir, it will have been worth it! What a way to start a day!" Then she kissed me in a way that let me know I'd been kissed.
"Can I clean up and go and make you breakfast, sir?" Becky asked.
"Not quite yet," I replied. "Clearly, you were out of control this morning, so I think I'd like some more control over you. Stay here."
I rolled her off me and went to our box of toys. I took out the dog collar, leash and cuffs. I put the cuffs on her wrists and clipped them together in front of her. Then I attached the collar and leash. I gave her a kiss and said, "Now you can go clean up and make me breakfast."
"How can I do that tied up?" she asked.
"You'll figure it out," I said.
We went into the bathroom and she went to sit down on the toilet. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"I need to pee," she said.
"I want to see you pee," I told her.
"OK, I'll spread my legs," she replied.
"No, that's not good enough," I said. "I want to see everything. Lie in the tub."
"Really, sir?" she asked.
"Get in," I said.
Becky got in and shrieked as her back touched the tub walls. "It's cold!"
"Just lie there for a minute," I told her. I had to take a long look at her. She was lying in the tub, collared, leashed and cuffed. She had cum dried on her stomach and chest, and fresh cum dripping out of her cunt. She was looking at me and asked, "Can I pee for you now, sir?" My cock started rising again.
"Yes, Becky, you can spread your legs and pee for me," I told her.
Becky did spread her legs, and with her hands cuffed together, she spread her pussy apart. She was there for a little bit, then said, "It's hard to start, sir."
"I can wait," I said, smiling at her.
After a few more seconds, Becky let go a short spurt of piss. Then the floodgates opened and a yellow stream shot up in the air. Using her hands, she moved the stream around. Quite a bit of her pee ended up on her legs and even her stomach.
"Does that turn you on, sir?" she asked.
"Actually, it does," I told her.
"Don't you have to go? Would it turn you on to piss on me too?" Becky asked, as she finished up.
"It probably would, but there is no way I can pee like this," I said, pointing to my erection.
"Well, I can take care of that," Becky said. She got onto her knees and took my cock in her manacled hands. She licked the pre-cum off the tip, and then took my whole cock in her mouth. She started moving her head up and down until she stopped and said, "Hold my leash, sir."
"What?" I asked.
"Please, hold me leash. Pull on it. Make me feel like you own me!" she said. She grabbed the leash and held it over her head, as she grabbed my cock in her mouth again. It was amazing looking at her; I wish I had a picture.
She was on her knees, bent over my cock. Her bound hands were over her head and she held a leash in them, offering herself to me. All the while, her head was bobbing up and down my cock, and her tongue was swabbing back and forth. You can't begin to understand how that made me feel.
I took the leash from her and watched her work for a minute. Then I pulled her off my cock with the leash and dropped to my knees. I wrapped the leash around my hand and pulled her lips to mine with the collar. I kissed her deeply and told her, "You are the picture of a perfect slave girl."
"Thank you, sir!" she exclaimed. "I told you that you would never find a better slave than me! But remember, I still have to prove myself to you, so please let me finish you!"
I stood back up and pulled her head to my cock by her leash. I started manipulating her head on my cock with the leash, but I soon realized that she did a much better job by herself, so I let her do it her way.
With the picture she presented to me, I could not last long, even having cum just a little while ago. I said, "Oh, you sexy slut, you are making me cum!" She pulled me out of her mouth and jerked my cock in her bound hands. My first shot hit her in her face, and she aimed my cock lower so that the next shots hit her on the chest and stomach. She then put my dick back in her mouth and made sure that there was no cum left on it.
When she was done she sat back on her heels with my cock still in her hand. She looked up at me with a little girl look and said, "Sir, I seem to have gotten cum all over me. Maybe you could spray me off?" She even put her bottom lip between her teeth. If I hadn't just cum twice I probably would have started getting a hard-on again. However, I did not, and I did feel like pissing.
It took me a few minutes, but as soon as I was able I let my stream go. Becky was still holding my cock, and she started it off pointing at her stomach.
"It's so warm!" she exclaimed, as she moved the stream up to her tits. She actually was washing off the cum with my piss. Soon she moved it up even higher. She closed her eyes and mouth tightly as she directed my piss at her face. However, all good things must come to an end, and soon I released my last few dribbles. Becky leaned up and took my cock back into her mouth, licking off the last few drops.
She wiped her eyes with her hands, then opened them and looked at me. "Was that good for you, sir?" she asked.
"That was extremely sexy," I told her. "The part where I pissed on you, however, was not nearly as sexy as the way you threw yourself into it. You did everything to make me feel good about it!"
"Well, sir," she replied with a smile, "that's my job. I am here to serve you and make you happy."
"And you are doing a great job," I told her. Then I pulled her up by her leash and gave her a deep kiss. I could taste my urine on her, but I didn't care.
"Sir," Becky said, "if it's OK with you, I'd like to take a shower now. It's getting a bit rank in here."
"That's fine," I said, "but you might have a hard time with your hands bound, so I'd better help you."
I had her stand with her hands over her head against the wall as I sprayed her down. Then I turned her around and washed and conditioned her hair and then shampooed her whole body. When I was done, I took her out and dried her off. I then took her to the bedroom and put her on the bed. I attached her cuffs to the headboard and tied the leash off as well.
"Stay here and wait for me," I told her with a kiss. I then went back to the shower and cleaned myself. When I was done, I came back to the bedroom and looked at Becky. She was so sexy, naked, squirming, bound to the bed. I disconnected Becky from the bed, took her back to the bathroom, put toothpaste on her toothbrush and let her brush her teeth.
"Ready to make me breakfast?" I asked.
"I still need to clean out my ass and lubricate it for you, sir," she replied.
"I think that is something I can let you do yourself, but you can do it later. I can pretty much guarantee that I won't be fucking you in any way any time soon!"
I took her leash and led her to the kitchen. "I think I want scrambled eggs for breakfast," I told Becky. I dropped the leash and I spent the next ten minutes watching her prepare my breakfast with her hands cuffed. When she had finished successfully I pulled her onto my lap and said, "Feed me."
It was extremely sexy watching her lift the fork to my mouth with her hands bound together. That, together with her wiggling her ass on my crotch almost made we rethink the guarantee I had given her earlier.
While she was feeding me, I was feeding her as well. When we were done, I asked, "What's on the agenda for today?"
"I have lunch with Christine," she said, "but other than that I think we're all open. Is there anything you wanted to do?"
"Well, I think you should call Jamie and see how she feels about yesterday," I told her.
"OK," she said, "I'll go do that now."
It was fun watching her dial with her hands together. I seemed to be having a lot of fun watching her do anything with her hands bound. After she dialed the phone I grabbed her leash and had her lay her head on my lap. I stroked her hair as she sat on her knees in front of me and talked to Jamie.
"Hi Jamie, how are you feeling this morning?" Becky asked.
"I'm doing good," replied Jamie. "How are you?"
"Fabulous. Never better," said Becky.
"So you had a good night?" Jamie asked.
"You know I did," replied Becky. "You heard me. Your night didn't sound so bad either! And my morning has been even better!"
"What happened this morning?" asked Jamie.
"I'll tell you the details another time, but suffice it to say that I am completely satisfied and am now kneeling in front of him wearing only a collar, leash and cuffs holding my hands together," described Becky.
"Oh, really!" said Jamie. "I can't wait to hear the details! How are you holding the phone if your hands are tied?"
"I can't believe that I just told you I have been completely satisfied, I am bound and on my knees, and your first thought was how I was holding the phone! Uncomfortably, you silly cow! But I didn't call to talk about me. How do you feel about last night? Did we push you too hard? Are you OK?"
"Mmmmm, yeah, I'm OK," said Jamie. "I have to admit it was a more bizarre night that I am used to. The dinner was interesting enough, but the after play drove me crazy. I know that I shouldn't say this, but you have no idea how much I wanted to change places with you; how much I wanted to be the one riding his cock while you were here making do with a dildo."
"Oh, I would never allow that," said Becky.
"I know," said Jamie, "I'm not trying to steal your boyfriend. I was just lonely."
"I know," said Becky, "but if you were going to be fucking him, I would want to be right there to see both your faces."
"Becky!" shrieked Jamie. "How could you say that? I can't fuck your boyfriend!"
"Why not?" asked Becky. "You certainly enjoyed kissing him last night. And I just know he would love to fuck you! I guess it's too bad he doesn't fuck on the first date."
"Then can I take you guys out on a date tonight?" Jamie blurted out.
"What?" shrieked Becky.
"I'm sorry," said Jamie. "I shouldn't have said that. It was inappropriate."
"Why?" asked Becky. "You didn't have a good time on our date last night?"
"Are you kidding?" replied Jamie. "Last night was the best date that I've had in a while. Even though I wasn't fucked, at least you guys didn't leave me high and dry!"
"Hold on a minute," said Becky. Then she turned to me and said, "Sir, Jamie has asked us out on a second date for tonight. Can I accept?"
"I know you want this," I said. "Are you sure she does?"
"She's the one that asked!" Becky replied.
"Well, make sure that it is what she really wants," I told her. "If it is, then you can accept."
"Jamie," Becky said back into the phone. "Were you serious. Do you really want to take us out tonight?"
"Yes, I'm sure," said Jamie, determinedly.
"OK," said Becky. "We'll pick you up at eight. And wear something sexy."
"I'll try," said Jamie, "but I don't think I could beat you for sexiness."
"It's not a competition, you silly cow," Becky said. "We just both have to look good so that we can keep his attention."
"I'll work on that," Jamie said. "I'll see you tonight."
After she put the phone down, Becky looked up at me and asked, "Do you fuck on the second date?"
"Do you?" I countered.
"Sir, you know very well that I do whatever you tell me to. If you want me to fuck Jamie on the second date, you know I will. Hell, if you want me to fuck a stranger, I will."
"Well, I'm not asking for that, yet," I said. "Do you want me to fuck her on our second date?"
"Only if she follows the rules," replied Becky.
"What rules?" I asked.
"The same rules that I have to follow, sir," explained Becky. "If she is following the rules, than I would love to have you fuck her six ways from Sunday."
"And if she is not. If I want to fuck her just to fuck her?" I asked.
"That is up to you, of course. But if she were following the rules I would not be jealous of her at all. If she were not, I would be."
"Well, do you think she would want to follow the rules?" I asked.
"Oh, sir, I think she would. I think she would fit right in with us. Think about it, sir. Wouldn't you love to have two slave girls at your beck and call?"
"Are you sure you want her to be my slave, the same as you are? Would you be the head slave?" I asked.
"Yes, sir, and no, sir," replied Becky. "I'd want her to be just like me. I wouldn't want to be the head slave, and I wouldn't want her to be the head slave. I want to be sister slaves with her."
"But I love you, Becky," I said. "I don't love her. How could you be even in that scenario?"
"Sir, I know that Jamie has liked you since she met you. If I were not dating you she probably would have gone for you. I think she half loves you already. And sir, I think that when you really get to know her, you will love her as well."
"You want me to split my love between you?" I asked.
"You can't split love, sir!" Becky said. "When we have kids, do you think that I will only be able to love one of them sir?"
"Whoa! Kids already?" I said with a grin.
"Don't worry, sir," Becky smiled back at me. "I'm not saying now, but maybe one day?"
I kissed Becky. "And how will they feel about their slave mother and their slave mother's slave sister?" I asked.
"Sir, I think we can work that out later," Becky told me.
"OK," I said. "Let me see if I got this. You want to go on a date with Jamie. You think she will accept the same rules that you follow. Then you want me to nail her?"
"Oh, yes sir!" she replied. "I want you to nail her good! And then, if you'd allow, I want to lick all your cum out of her, and then I want to nail her too!"
"And you've never been with a woman before?" I asked.
"No, sir. But I soooo want to be with you and Jamie," she replied.
"Wow - have I mentioned how you blow my mind?" I asked her.
"Yes, sir," she replied. "And I think you like how I blow other parts of you as well."
"Come here, you shameless hussy!" I said, and I pulled her into a kiss with her leash. At the same time, I slipped a finger into her pussy, noting that it was fairly wet.
"You have to go get ready for your first date today," I said. "I have no clue how you are planning to fit Christine into all of this, and frankly, it scares me a little!"
"Oh, sir," Becky giggled at me, "don't you worry. We'll all take very good care of you."
"That's what I'm worried about!" I replied.
I took her to the bedroom and took off the dog collar and replaced it with the nice collar, though I did not put the leash on. Then I unclipped her hands and told her, "OK, go get ready. You'll keep on the collar and cuffs when you go out, though I won't hook them together. Have fun with Christine."
"Oh, sir," said Becky. "Going out in public with a collar and cuffs is going to embarrass me so much! I'm going to be soooo wet. I'll have fun with Christine, and I promise I won't commit to anything with her without your permission."
"OK," I said. "I have to run out on some errands as well, so I'll see you later in the day. Remember, we have to pick Jamie up by eight tonight. I love you Becky."
"I love you too, sir," Becky said, and we kissed and went our separate ways.
While Becky had lunch with Christine, I went out shopping. Some of the things that Becky had said had me thinking about some kinks that might appeal to her, so I hit a costume shop. After I was finished, I came home and hid the items, and then relaxed for a while. I figured between Becky this morning, and Becky and Jamie tonight, I would need the rest. If this kept up, I was going to have to talk to my doctor about getting some Viagra.
Becky came home around four. She was very bubbly and cheerful. "I assume that the lunch went well?" I asked.
"Yes, sir. Very well. I had a really nice time," said Becky.
"Well, take off your clothes, sit down with me and tell me about it," I told her.
When Becky was nude, she came over and kissed me. She then reached into the pocket of her discarded dress and pulled something out and handed it to me. I unfolded it and it was some silky panties. "Christine's?" I asked.
"Yup!" Becky said.
"You know, for a home where women do not wear underwear, I am certainly building up quite a collection!" I said.
"Maybe we should frame them, sir, and hang them down the hallway, with little captions under them. You know, 'Last pair of panties Becky wore', and 'First pair of panties we convinced Jamie to remove' and 'First pair of panties we removed forcibly from Christine' and," Becky continued, pointing to the panties in my hand, "'Last pair of panties Christine wore'."
"Mmmmm," I said, "definitely a conversation piece. It'll be especially fun when your mother comes to visit."
That set Becky off laughing hysterically. When she got her breath back I asked, "Now are you going to tell me about your date, or do I have to spank you?"
"Can't we do both?" Becky responded, smiling at me. I grabbed her and yanked her across my lap and gave her four hard spanks, two on each cheek. Then I dipped my finger sharply into her asshole.
"Now you start telling me the story or I'm going to stop this," I told her.
"Oh, don't stop sir!" she said. "I'll tell you!"
"Good. Begin," I said as I slipped my finger out of her ass, slapped her ass another couple of times, and dipped another finger into her wet pussy.
"First I went to the store to pick her up," started Becky. "When I got there she was waiting on a customer, but as soon as she was free I grabbed her, gave her a hug and a deep kiss, right there in public! You would have been so proud of me sir!" I demonstrated my pride by flicking her clit and making her moan.
"She grabbed her things and we went out. I asked her where we were eating and she told me Chez Philippe. You know I love it and it's so upscale! We went in and got a table. Unfortunately, it was not nearly as private as I wanted, but I managed.
"Since I had gotten to the store, Christine had seemed really nervous. I told her to calm down, and asked why she was so nervous; we were just going to be eating lunch. She told me that she was very nervous and she really liked me and she didn't want to scare me off. I told her I don't scare easy. I said that she should tell me about her, maybe that would calm her down.
"So as young as she looks, she's been out of school for two years. It turns out she doesn't just work in the boutique; she owns it! Her parents are well off and they gave her the seed money to start it, but she is doing very well and making a nice profit.
"I asked her about significant others and she said that she had a boyfriend but she broke up with him last week. Can you think of anything that happened last week that might have caused her to break up with him, sir?"
"Did she say she broke up with him for you?" I asked.
"No, sir. She said they had been drifting apart and he didn't excite her anymore. But I think I can read a little into it. She is looking for more excitement, and I know a person or two or three that might be able to provide it! I asked if she has had a lot of boyfriends and she said a few, and a couple of girlfriends too. I'm sorry to say that I won't be her first girl, sir.
"Then I told her a little about me, how we met, and things like that. She asked about how you control me, and I told her that was recent. I explained a little about it - I actually told her more personal things than I even have to Jamie.
"I asked what she thought of you and she said that she didn't know you too well, but you seemed nice. I pointed out that she didn't know me that well either! She blushed at that. As we were finishing lunch, I got down to brass tacks.
"'So, you wanted a lunch date. Here I am. Did you really just want to be friends?' I asked her. She was so cute. She blushed. She couldn't meet my eye. She stammered and stuttered. Finally, she said, 'No, that's not all.'
"So I asked her what she wanted, and she said, 'I'm not sure. I just know that since the first time I saw you I haven't stopped thinking about you. I've never felt this way before. I mean, I liked you at the beginning, and wanted to see you again, but after the incident in the dressing room I really can't get you out of my mind! I don't know what is wrong with me. I know you have a boyfriend, but I want you so much!'
"I was actually a little shocked to hear her say that in such strong terms. I knew she liked me, but I didn't realize how much. I didn't want to hurt her, but I couldn't be her girlfriend, so I figured I'd just push ahead with my plan.
"I exaggerated and fibbed a bit, but here's what I told her. 'I have a boyfriend. What you don't know is I also have girlfriend, and that fills my friend dance-card.' She looked devastated, but I said, 'There may be a way'. When she heard that she said 'How? Please, I'll do anything. Tell me what I can do!'
"I told her that I wasn't in the market for a boy or girl friend, but I was looking for a completely obedient slave. Sir, you should have seen her expression! Her mouth completely fell open. She looked stunned. She had to drink some water before she could continue. 'What do you mean, a slave?'
"That's when I went for the kill. I leaned in real close to her, so that our lips were almost touching, and I looked in her eyes. I said, 'I am looking for a little girl just like you, someone who will do absolutely everything that I tell them to, no matter how dirty or filthy.' I put my hand on her legs and started running them up and down. 'I want someone who will bathe me, who will cook for me, who will lick my pussy till I scream. I want someone that I can spank when I am angry. I want someone who will suck the cum out of my ass after I get fucked there. I want someone to own.'
"I gave her a little kiss on the lips then, and I'll swear that she came a little when I did. I leaned back and looked at her. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. I just watched her for a minute, and she just stayed there. Finally she opened her eyes and looked at me. She appeared to be on the verge of tears.
"'I don't know what to say!' she said. 'I want you so bad. What you are asking is so wrong, but I want to so much! I don't understand it. I'm so confused. Just tell me what to do, please!'
"I asked her if she wanted me to explain the whole situation. I told her that I have a master. Ouch! Sir, I'm sorry, but I thought that it was easier to just say that then explain the trial period. I told her about you, and how I was a slave. I told her that I had another girl that would also be a slave to you. And I said that if she wanted, she could be my slave.
"I explained to her that since you owned me, anything that I had belonged to you as well, and so you would have full rights over her. In fact, I told her that we couldn't do anything more together until you broke her in first.
"Then I explained about Jamie, and how she would not own Christine, but that she would have certain privileges over her as well. And then I explained that I would own her. I would control every aspect of her life. I said I wasn't interested in her business, but that she would have to obey me in everything else.
"I could tell that she was scared and nervous. Even so, I told her I wanted her panties, right now. I did what you did to me, sir. I made her take them off right there and put them on the table. I didn't let the busboy take them away, though. I wanted them for you. I told her that was all that we would talk about for now. I told her to think about it; think about what she wanted.
"I told her that if she wanted to be just friends, she should call me and let me know, and we could still get together occasionally. But if she wanted more, if she wanted to be my slave, she should deliver all her underwear to me, because she wouldn't be wearing them any more.
"Then I gave her another kiss and I told her, 'Let's just have fun for the rest of this date.' We had dessert, we talked about other things, and then we went for a long walk. I really like her, and if she can't wrap her mind around it, I'd still like to be her friend."
The whole time she was talking I was playing with her gently, around her ass and pussy, sometimes dipping my fingers in. I could tell the points in the story that got her really excited. My lap was quite wet.
"Do you think that you pushed her a little hard?" I asked. "You sort of sprung it on her out of the blue. You might have lost her."
"Maybe," Becky said, "but I don't think so. I'll be sad if it doesn't work out, but I really think that she will come around. I hope I didn't disappoint you sir."
"Baby, this is your project. I am happy with just you. If we get Jamie to go along with your grand plan: great. If you get Christine: great. If I end up with only you, I will be equally thrilled!"
"Oh, sir. You say the nicest things," said Becky, and she jumped up and straddled my lap. We made out for a while, with Becky grinding on my lap.
"Well, if you expect me to be up for anything tonight," I said, "there is no way that I can fuck you now, but you look like you need the edge taken off!" And I flipped her over onto her back, dropped off the couch and dove in. I licked her and sucked on her pussy lips and clit for just a few minutes before she popped explosively.
"Oh, sir! I soooo needed that. Thank you!" Becky said as she licked my face off.
We stayed snuggling on the couch until it was time to start getting ready for our date.
We got to Jamie's apartment right at eight o'clock. When she opened the door, I knew that the girls had been talking. "OK, both of you against the wall," I said. They lined up side-by-side. Both were wearing short black skirts, slit almost to the hip. And both had on tight v-neck tops. Becky's was red, and Jamie's was blue. In addition to being tight, they were fairly thin.
I reached up and ran my fingertips across Becky's nipples. She flinched, and her nipples popped out. You could make out every bump and dot through her shirt. "Aren't you going to test me?" Jamie asked.
I looked up at her and reached up to her tits. Instead of the quick stroke I gave Becky, I squeezed her nipples tightly. She closed her eyes, and when I looked at her nipples, they were in the same state as Becky's.
"You girls do realize that you are practically indecent, don't you?" I asked.
"Yes, sir!" they answered in unison.
"Well, as long as you're happy with it, I'm happy. Ready to go, ladies?"
"Yes, sir!" they repeated.
"After you," I said. As they walked towards the front door, I watched their asses swaying in front of me. Was I lucky, or what?
We joked around on the way to the restaurant. When we got there, the girls each took an arm, Becky on my right again, Jamie on the left. Every eye in the place was on me - OK, maybe that was my ego talking. I think every eye in the place was on the girls. If I weren't between them, my eyes would be on them as well.
The waiter sat us at a table. I sat with my back to the wall, with a woman on either side of me. I could see out to the rest of the room, so I got to look at everyone else staring at my ladies.
After we got drinks, I asked Jamie, "So, you enjoyed our first date?"
"Yes, I did," she responded. "I was a little disappointed about the way it ended, but the rest of it was nice."
"Well, I know what Becky would like," I said to Jamie. "But lets talk about you. I don't think you tend to date couples much. We've known each other for a long time, and I think we are good friends. Clearly, you are much better friends with Becky. We could go out as friends any time. Why did you want a date with us?"
Jamie looked at Becky for support, then said, "I guess I was curious. When Becky started this, I thought that she was crazy. But she is having a blast, and I have to admit that both of you are happier than I have ever seen you. Plus, I am having fun when I am with you."
"But how far do you want to take this?" I asked.
"Farther than this," she replied.
"Have you talked to Becky about the future?" I asked.
"Not really," she said, "though I am very curious about what Becky meant when she said she would have a discussion with you in a few weeks and then become your slave. In fact, I'd like to know the whole story - what your plans are."
I looked over at Becky and said, "I think this is up to you here. Tell her what your plans are, and don't leave anything out."
"Everything, sir?" she asked.
"It may scare her away, but she should make an informed decision. Plus, it seems your day for scaring pretty girls." I said.
"Now you are scaring me," Jamie said to me. "What plans?" she asked Becky.
"OK, here goes," said Becky. "Jamie, I told you a lot of this already, but you were probably too stunned to really understand. You know that he wanted to break up with me and I wouldn't let him. He gave me thirty days to prove myself."
Becky looked at me with a smile and said, "I like to think I am doing a pretty good job. But here's the deal, Jamie. It's not what I want. I want to be his slave. I want him to own me. This morning he cuffed me and collared me, and I came harder than ever. I want to know that I belong to him. I want to do anything to make him happy."
"I guess I knew that," said Jamie. "I could tell that. It just seems weird to hear it out of your mouth. But I understand why you feel that way."
"There's more, though," said Becky.
"More?" asked Jamie.
"Yes, two more things," said Becky. "First, I told you about this woman I met that I felt up? I'm going to make her my slave."
"What!" shrieked Jamie.
"She wants me, and I want her," Jamie said. "I'm going to own her the same way that I am owned. She hasn't agreed to it yet, but I know she will."
"I can't believe you, Becky. How did you get this way? You are soooo different than you were!"
"It's true, I am different," agreed Becky. "I'd like to say that he made me this way, but it wouldn't be true. He pointed me in the right direction, but I took it from there."
"Boy, is that ever the truth," I said.
"What do you mean by that?" Jamie asked me.
"Well," I replied, "I know that it looks like I'm in charge, and sometimes I am, but I feel like I've got a pet tiger in Becky, and I'm just barely holding on by the tail. I might be in charge, but there is no question that she is in the lead. I love the girl, but she is a handful."
Becky practically jumped me. She shrieked and put her arms around my shoulders and started kissing my face. "Oh, sir. That's the sweetest thing. I love being your pet tiger."
I let her kiss me for a few more seconds, then placed her firmly back in her seat and said, "There is still more for you to tell."
"Yes, sir," she said, and then she went on for Jamie. "So I will have a master, and I will have a slave, but I want more. I want someone that I don't control, who doesn't control me. I want someone that will also take care of my master. I want someone that I can love, that he can love, and can love us back. I want an equal in this relationship."
Becky paused, and Jamie looked confused. Then, light dawned. She looked at both of us nervously. "Me?" she squeaked.
"Yes, you!" affirmed Becky. "I already love you. You absolutely cannot tell me you are not hot for him. You had no trouble with two of the rules last night, and you came back for more. He told me to be honest, so I will." Becky leaned forward so her face was right near Jamie's. "I am pursuing you. I am courting you. I want you. I want you to have part of what I have." She leaned forward further and gave Jamie a little kiss. "I want you to be his slave. I want you to be my sister slave."
Jamie didn't say anything. She took a drink, and sat there, staring at Becky. Finally, she seemed to shudder and put herself back together. She looked at Becky and said, "I should be running away screaming, you know. I don't know what I was thinking when I went out on dates with two people at the same time, a couple no less, and my best friend.
"You seem to have very good reasons for doing what you are doing, Becky. I don't have those reasons. I don't have any reason at all. Which is why I cannot understand why I am still sitting here. Why a voice in my head is yelling 'go for it!' at me. You have all the answers, why don't you tell me? Why should I even consider this? Why am I even considering this?"
Becky smiled broadly. She grabbed Jamie and hugged her. "Well, I don't know why exactly, but I can think of a few reasons. First, you love me. Second, even though you won't admit it, I know you have had a crush on him forever, and don't even think of denying it." Jamie looked quickly at me then lowered her eyes, blushing.
"You want to be with him, and you know this is the only way it will happen. Third, you are curious. You wonder what it would be like to be a slave. Fourth, I think deep down, you'd like to be with me. And finally, you were always a little wild and crazy and outside the lines, and I think the unorthodoxy of the whole situation just tweaks your buttons!
"But I need to tell you one thing first. Don't do it just because you want him, or even if you want me. You can have him anyway. I've already decided that he deserves more pussy, and I'm going to get him some. Even if I had never wanted you as my sister slave, I would have offered him to you, or you to him. And you can have me as well, without becoming a slave. But I really think it will be so much better if you do."
Everyone was quiet for a few minutes. "Well," I said into the silence, "That was the hard sell. At least this wasn't sprung on you quite as suddenly as Becky sometimes does, but I know it's a shock. Just think about it, and we'll talk about it more on our next date. Meanwhile, let's just have some fun tonight."
"Well, I think I'd really like to hear more," said Jamie. "I want to know what I am getting myself into if I do this."
"OK then Becky, you'd better tell her what it's like, from your perspective," I told Becky.
"All right," Becky began, "first there are the rules. Rule 1, you must respect and obey him in all things. That means calling him sir, until you are a slave, and then you can call him master."
"But not all the time," I interrupted. "Sir will continue working in many circumstances. I don't know if I can take master this and master that all the time."
"Obeying him should be fairly self-explanatory," Becky continued. "You just have to do whatever he tells you. I try and do whatever he wants, even if he doesn't tell me."
"Even if I don't know I want it?" I asked her slyly.
"Well, sir," she responded, "You are a man. You can't be expected to know what you want! As I was saying, you must obey him, or you will be punished, but that is Rule 3, and I'll get to that.
"Rule 2 is that you must take care of your body. Your body will be his, and he hates it when you are unhappy with anything of his, so you'll have to be happy with your body. He got me a personal trainer, and I'm sure he'll do the same for you. He wants you to be happy with yourself." She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
"Rule 3, punishment. He will punish you as he sees fit, when he sees fit. Maybe even in a cab in front of your best friend!"
"I'm not sure how I much punishment I can take," Jamie said.
"Well, we'll find out tonight," I said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Last night you agreed to abide by rules 1 and 3. You both disobeyed rule 1 when you started fucking before I got to the count of three. Therefore, you, and Becky, will be punished tonight."
"Yes, sir!" said Jamie with a nervous grin.
"Rule 4," continued Becky, "is that in the house you may wear only pre-approved clothes. I have two things pre-approved so far - you've seen both. The white skirt and the apron."
"There will be a third for you soon," I said.
"Oh, goodie!" said Becky. "Rule 5 I think you'll like. You have to cum as often and as loudly as you can. You can't hold back. It's my favorite rule, and I've been following it religiously! Rule 6 is that I have to track the punishments he gives and report when I deserve to be punished. So far, that's all the rules, but he likes dropping new ones on me whenever he likes.
"Oh wait! I forgot another rule, probably because he didn't number it for me. Call it Rule 7. I have to clean his cock off after he cums, no matter what."
"That's not what I said," I clarified. "Every time I cum in her mouth or cunt she has to clean me off with her mouth. It was her choice to do the same after I came in her ass."
"You lick his cock after it's been in your ass?" Jamie asked, scandalized.
"Yes!" Becky said. "It's OK, because every morning I give myself an enema and lube myself up so that I know he won't have any problems fucking my ass."
"You do that every day?" asked Jamie.
"Yes!" responded Becky. "You can't imagine how hot it gets me just thinking that I am ready for him. That any time he wants, he can bend me over and shove his cock into any orifice of mine, with absolutely no preparation. Sometimes I play with myself just thinking about it!"
"Boy, you are not the Becky I thought I knew!" said Jamie.
"That's what I keep telling her!" I said, exasperated. "Every time I think I am getting comfortable with her, she drops to a new level of perversity and depravity. Boy, do I just love it!"
"So, are those all the rules?" Jamie asked me.
"For now," I said. "As Becky told you, there will probably be more. You have to understand that I have no experience doing this. I am flying by the seat of my pants, usually chasing Becky somewhere. (sigh) At least the tiger I have to hold on to has such a beautiful tail.
"Everything we do is an experiment. If one of us doesn't like it, it greatly reduces, though doesn't eliminate, the probability of us doing it again. For instance, I probably would not spank Becky so much and so hard if she didn't cum so damn often when I did it.
"I keep pushing and pushing, but so far I haven't found Becky's limits. Another time Becky can sit down with you and go over the things we've done and tell you how she feels about it, but for now, let me talk about the trial period.
"I have two goals for this trial period. First, I am seeing if Becky will stay the new Becky, my tiger, or go back to being the old Becky. Frankly, she's already convinced me. I don't think she would go back if I wanted to."
"Oh, sir!" Becky screamed, and attacked the inside of my throat with her tongue. She practically climbed into my lap. "Thank you for believing in me! And you're right, I won't go back to being that person!"
When I had settled Becky back down I continued. "The second point of the trial period is to set limits, if I can find any. I told Becky, and I'll tell you, I will be pushing harder this month than ever again. I have done things to embarrass her, things that she would never think of doing, and I'll keep doing them. I want not to just see what her limits are, but to push them beyond what she thought they were."
I smiled at Becky. "Of course, she insists on making it harder for me by pushing where even I wouldn't have thought to go. For instance, finding me another woman. Or more than one. If you decide to do this, I'd suggest watching out for her more than me.
"So that's where we stand. Though Becky might disagree, I don't want to push you. Think about it. Think about it a lot. It is a fairly major commitment, even though you are free to back out at any time. Think about the things Becky might not have thought of.
"For instance, how did your friends treat her? What are they going to think if you join us? What is your family going to think of the arrangement, assuming they find out? Becky insists on being permanently marked as mine. Is that something you will feel comfortable about, or not?
"And I want you to understand that if Becky decides to do something above and beyond what I require, that does not mean that you have to as well. For instance, if she chooses to wear a tattoo to symbolize my ownership of her, that doesn't mean you will have to as well. I will mark you, but not necessarily in a permanent fashion.
"So, that all having been said, do you have any questions?"
"Ummm, not right now," Jamie said. "My mind is sort of spinning. Let me think about it."
"OK," I said, "and if you have any questions, you can either ask me or Becky, and we'd be happy to answer. Now, however, as this is our second date, would you like to join us at our apartment for a nightcap?" I asked with a little leer.
Jamie straightened up a little and said, "I think I would like that, sir."
We left the restaurant and went home. As soon as we walked in the door, Becky stripped her clothes off. As soon as she was naked she dropped to her knees with her legs spread and her hands behind her, in position. Jamie looked at Becky, then at me.
"That is not required of you," I said.
"I'm not sure I'm ready yet," Jamie told me.
"That's OK," I said. "Becky can be a little much for anyone. Since she was so eager to get into position, she can stay there for a while. Come with me."
We went to the couch, and I took her in my arms. "I seem to remember a kiss from last night that I really enjoyed. Maybe we can repeat it?"
She moved into me, and we started kissing and making out. I wrapped my arms around her, slipped my hands under her shirt in the back and ran my hands up and down her back. Slowly, some of the underlying tension that Jamie had was released, and as we continued kissing, she melted into my arms.
Jamie started working her hands on my front, unbuttoning my shirt and running her fingers along my stomach and chest. I meanwhile worked one hand so that I was stroking it up and down the outside of her thigh, while my other hand started moving around to cup her breast. As I held it in my hand, I realized that it was slightly larger than Becky's. I tweaked her nipple a little bit, and she moaned into my mouth.
I took my mouth off of hers and worked it to her ear. As I was licking at her earlobe, I started whispering to her. "Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Oh, yes!" she replied.
"Do you mind if I mess with Becky at the same time?" I whispered.
"How?" she moaned.
"I want her to watch us," I explained. "She pushed us to do this, but I think she expected to be involved. I want to show her that she is not in charge. I want her to watch, from close up, but not participate."
"So it's all for me?" she groaned.
"Right now. Later, we'll see," I told her.
"Please, yes, just fuck me," she cried.
I sat up and called out, "Becky. Come here now," as I pointed to a spot in front of the couch. She resumed her position where I pointed. Her pussy was glistening, and she was panting.
I pulled Jamie onto my lap, facing away from me. I slowly pulled up her shirt, revealing her perfect breasts to Becky. I reached over and started rubbing them, playing with the nipples, extending them and releasing them. It was getting both Becky and Jamie worked up.
Then I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her skirt and pushed it down. I soon had a very naked Jamie sitting on my lap. I swung her legs over mine and spread my legs, so that her legs were completely spread, and her pussy exposed, right in front of Becky. I kept my left hand playing with her tits, while I moved my right hand down and slipped a finger through her pussy lips.
While I was rubbing the juices around her pussy, I whispered to her, "After we got into the cab last night, Becky and I licked my finger off, the one I had put into your cunt. You are delicious, you know." Jamie's only response was to moan incoherently. I took the finger out of her pussy and brought it to my lips. "Even better fresh," I said.
As I moved the finger down again, I saw Becky's hands inching forward. "No playing with yourself, Becky!" I announced. She moved her hands back behind her as Jamie opened her eyes to look at Becky.
When I slipped my finger back into Jamie, Becky asked, "Can I cum if I don't touch myself?"
"Of course. Remember rule 5. And you remember it too, Jamie," I said, as I moved my thumb onto her clit.
Jamie yelled, "I remember!" and exploded on my lap. Her head snapped back and just barely missed slamming my face. Her legs stretched out in front of her, and my hand felt like it had been put under a faucet.
After she unlocked her body, I held my drenched hand up to Jamie and said, "Looks like you made me a mess. Care to clean it off?"
She looked back at me, winked, and said, "Yes, sir! If I obey rule number five, it's only fair to also follow seven!" She started licking at my fingers, then sucking them like they were a cock. Soon she had my hand fairly clean. I looked over at Becky, and she was staring at us with glazed eyes. There was actually a little puddle forming under her legs. Even given everything that happened in the past week, I can't remember ever seeing her this turned on.
When Jamie was done with my hand, I whispered, "Strip me." She practically jumped out of my lap, turned around to straddle me, and ripped my shirt off. Then she dropped between my knees and started working my pants off. As soon as she had me nude she slurped up my cock. Her first move shoved it deep into her mouth, then she grabbed it and started licking like a lollipop. I let her continue blowing me for a while, unable to help but compare her to Becky. They had different styles, but were remarkably similar in effect. I actually had a lovely thought of what it would feel like when both of them did it together, each in their own style.
I immediately stopped thinking that, as it was putting me too close to the edge. Instead, I stopped her and pulled her onto the couch. This time, I got down between her legs and I finally got to taste her sweet juices direct from the source. As soon as I stuck my tongue in she started writhing like she was having a seizure. When I moved my tongue to her clit and a finger in her cunt, she started gasping and clenching at my finger. When I moved my pinky around her asshole, she screamed, "Nooooo!" and came.
Now Becky certainly gets wet when she cums, but Jamie was a squirter. I had never experienced that before, and it was an event. My face was drenched. I loved it.
I didn't let Jamie come down too much from this orgasm. First, I turned to Becky, who was only about a foot away from the action. I took my hand that was covered in Jamie's cum and spread it across Becky's face. Then I kissed Becky on the lips with mine, which were likewise covered in Jamie's juices. As I turned back to Jamie I saw Becky licking her lips and as far up her face as she could get.
Meanwhile, I picked Jamie up and moved her. I sat myself on the couch so that when I stretched my legs out, they went on either side of Becky. I then had Jamie straddle me, and she put her pussy right over my upright cock.
From Becky's position, she had a perfect view of my cock sinking into her best friend, until she was seated on me, my cock out of view. "I'm cumming, sir!" I heard Becky cry. I looked around Jamie, as she looked back over her shoulder. Sure enough, Becky was shaking in orgasm, her hands nowhere near her pussy. I think that it was the first time in her life that Becky came spontaneously, without being touched at all, but then again, she has never before been this close to watching two people she loved fucking each other.
As Becky finished her orgasm, Jamie turned back to me and started moving up and down my cock. I grabbed her head and kissed her, enjoying the feel of a new pussy clenched around my cock. Now I haven't fucked that many women, so maybe I'm not experienced enough, but while I can feel the difference between pussies, I cannot begin to explain the way that they feel different. All I know is that they all feel fabulous wrapped around my cock.
Jamie continued slowly riding up and down me, while I pulled her ass open, giving Becky a complete view of our coupling. She had continued kissing me, when all of a sudden she pulled her face away from mine and stared in my eyes, her mouth dropping open. "She's licking my asshole!" Jamie whispered to me. Just then I felt Becky's tongue touch where we were joined.
I looked around Jamie and ordered, "Becky, sit back now!" Becky jumped back, looking confused. "I didn't give you permission to do that. If you move again until I tell you to, I will tie you to the bed, and Jamie and I will spend the next 12 hours fucking every which way on top of you, covering you with fluids, and never helping you get off!
"Do you know why I am not letting you participate?" I asked Becky.
"No, sir!" she responded.
"You need to understand that as much as I let you get away with, I am in charge, not you! Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir!" she replied.
"Now you sit and watch as I fuck your best friend for the first time. Watch as she cums, and you don't. And think about all the things that I will let you do to her in just a little while. OK?"
"Yes, sir! Thank you sir! I'm sorry, sir!" Becky said.
I turned back to Jamie and kissed her again, as she started moving on me again. She whispered to me, "It was a surprise, but it felt good when she did that. Maybe you could have her do it again?"
I laughed at her, but shook my head. "No, this time is just between me and you. But I promise, she will lick you till you scream, later. Meanwhile, maybe this will help." With that, I took a finger and got it very wet with our combined juices. Then I started probing around her asshole with it, until I finally poked it in, just to the first knuckle.
"Oh!" she cried, and started rubbing her front against me to stimulate her clit. She must have succeeded, because in just a minute she was cumming like a freight train. Another difference between Jamie and Becky is that when Jamie cums, she seizes up, becoming completely stiff. Inside, she clenches down hard. If she wasn't as wet as she was, I wouldn't be able to move, but I was able to, and the pressure became too much as I shot off inside of her.
It took a minute, but she eventually unclenched, and her body dropped onto mine as if all her bones had disappeared. She was breathing hard onto my neck, moaning softly.
"Are you OK?" I asked.
"I am fabulous," she replied. "If I were any better, I'd be dead. Thank you, that was wonderful," and she picked her head up and kissed me lightly on the lips before dropping her head back onto my chest. We lay there for a few moments, and my cock started shrinking.
"Sir?" I heard Becky query.
"Yes, Becky?" I responded.
"May this unworthy girl request the privilege of cleaning off your lovely cock?" she asked.
I couldn't help but smile at the pleading in her voice. I couldn't wait till later to review the tape of this and watch her face. And wouldn't Jamie be surprised to see herself on tape?
"Yes, Becky, you may clean me off," I told her happily.
"Oh, thank you sir!" she exclaimed. I was nearly out of Jamie anyway, and when Becky took hold of my cock, it popped out. I could feel our juices seeping out of Jamie, but she barely moved on my chest. Becky started licking all around my cock and up and down the sides.
Jamie giggled and said, "Her hair is tickling my pussy!"
I whispered back, "Soon, that won't be the only thing of Becky's tickling you." Jamie moved up and kissed me passionately.
In just a few short moments, Becky was done with me. She then asked, "Sir, may this unworthy girl request the privilege of cleaning off Jamie?"
Jamie looked at me with a smile, but I shook my head. "No, Becky, you may not. Another time, perhaps, but the first time you eat Jamie I want you to do it just to eat her, not to taste me. Everybody up, we're going to take a shower."
Becky jumped up, but Jamie groaned as she got up. Nonetheless, we all herded one another to the shower. Becky started it up and got some extra dry towels. I got into the shower and pulled Jamie after me.
"Becky, wash Jamie's hair," I instructed. I faced Jamie towards me and started washing her arms and hands. Then I worked up to her neck, then around her face. I took a little time off of cleaning to kiss her some more, and then I assisted Becky with Jamie's hair. Then I moved down and cleaned off Jamie's delightful breasts.
Becky rinsed off Jamie's hair and I rinsed off her front. "Do her back now," I told Becky. While Becky was rubbing soap into Jamie's back, I knelt down in front of her. For the first time, I got a taste of her tits. I licked around the outside. I sucked on her nipples. I bit. I played. I enjoyed myself.
Around back, Becky had shifted from simple washing to a deep massage, and Jamie was enjoying the feelings front and back. Finally, it was time to move on. "Do the backs of her legs," I told Becky, as I started up the front. I got Jamie to spread her legs, and I worked my hands up the inside of her thighs. I rubbed soap around her crotch, then sprayed off her legs and directed a nice pulsating spray right at her clit.
Although Jamie really liked the showerhead, it was time for the next step. Becky had made her way up Jamie's legs and was now cleaning/massaging her ass. I dipped my head down and started nibbling at Jamie's pussy lips. Then I reached through her legs and got one of Becky's hands. I took her finger, and inserted it into Jamie's pussy, while I went to work on her clit with my mouth and tongue.
As Jamie was getting closer, I replaced my tongue with a finger while I latched onto her tits, alternating between them. Jamie started moaning louder and louder, yelling, "Do me harder. Fuck me. Bite my tits!" I obliged, as did Becky, and within moments Jamie was cumming.
As Jamie came, I stood back up and started kissing her. Becky also stood up and wrapped an arm around her from the back, fondling one of her tits. I could tell that her other hand was still exploring the depths of Jamie's pussy. While I kissed Jamie on the mouth, Becky was kissing her neck and ears. I released Jamie's mouth to reach back and kiss Becky.
"Let's get our date to bed," I told Becky. She got out of the shower and got a towel for Becky. We rubbed her down, then dried ourselves, and then we all went to bed. I lay Jamie right in the center, and I sat near her head.
"Are you ready to have your first woman eat you out?" I asked Jamie.
"It won't actually be my first," Jamie said.
"You bitch!" shrieked Becky. "I'm your best friend. How can you not have told me?"
"I'm sorry," said Jamie. "It was a short term thing and I was embarrassed afterwards."
"You've got some explaining to do! But right now, I'm ready to eat my first woman," said Becky, "and I know I will not be embarrassed afterwards. Let me know if I'm doing anything wrong." And Becky went down on Jamie. She spent time exploring, licking all around. She licked from Jamie's asshole to her clit. She tongued around her pussy and then slipped it in.
"You're right, sir," Becky said looking up at me. "She is delicious. I could get quite addicted to this."
"I intend to see that you do," I replied, smiling down at the two of them.
As Becky had her fun, I explored Jamie's upper body with my fingertips and my lips. Despite the numerous times that she had cum, Jamie seemed ready to go again. Becky worked for about ten minutes before she had Jamie screaming again.
After Jamie came, Becky looked up at me and said, "Do I cum as wet as that?"
"Nope," I replied. "She is definitely a squirter."
"And definitely a keeper!" Becky answered.
"Now here is a quandary," I said to Becky. "When I lick you and you mess up my face like that, you clean off my face with your tongue. So who gets to clean off your face, me or Jamie?"
"Oh, sir!" cried Jamie. "Please let me do it!"
"Well, this time," I said, smiling. "But in the future I expect you to share."
Jamie held her arms open and Becky crawled into them. Jamie started licking Becky's face, but it soon devolved into a serious make out session. At one point, Becky picked up her head, looked intently into Jamie's eyes, and declared, "I love you Jamie. I love you now more than I ever have before."
"I love you too, Becky," said Jamie, and the both started crying and hugging.
It's funny, because I thought I was done for the night. I had cum three times today, and the whole time I was watching Becky eat Jamie I was turned on as can be, but I did not get hard. Watching them kiss and declare their love, however, had me hard again.
Becky noticed it first. "Oooh, look!" she squealed. "A treat for us. Who gets it this time?"
"Sir," Jamie said, "Becky hasn't been able to cum much at all tonight. Can you do her?"
"I think so," I said. "But we can do one better. Jamie, put your head over here." After Jamie complied, I told Becky to straddle her. Then I sat back for a moment and watched Becky's first 69, and the first girl/girl 69 I'd witnessed in person. The both looked like they were enjoying themselves.
I then got some K-Y and lubed up my cock. I straddled Jamie's head, and she grabbed my cock and aimed it at Becky's cunt. I pulled back and pointed it up a little bit, and pressed it slowly into Becky's ass. Jamie's tongue had stopped moving to watch this. "I can't believe it's all going in your ass," she said to Becky.
"Ohhhh, its so good!" cried Becky. "Please lick me more!" Jamie went back to work, though every now and then she pulled back to lick my balls. I started really slamming Becky's ass as Jamie was biting on her clit. Jamie also managed to worm a few fingers into Becky's cunt. Soon Becky was screaming through her orgasm. I wasn't ready to cum yet, so I didn't even slow down. Becky attacked Jamie's quim as she came off of her orgasm, and soon they were both approaching another orgasm.
They both popped pretty much simultaneously, and as they were going off, Jamie slid back and stuck her tongue up between my asscheeks. That set me off as well, and I slammed myself into Becky and came deep in her ass.
We all stayed like that while we caught our breaths. Then Becky fell forward, dragging her ass off my cock, which came out with a pop. Jamie reached up with her head, and grabbed my cock in her mouth.
"You don't have to do that, you know, especially out of her ass," I told Jamie.
She took her mouth off my cock and said, "With all due respect, sir, I haven't agreed to obey you yet, so I'll do what I damn well please!" And she sucked my cock back into her mouth and worked it until it was squeaky clean.
She then amazed me even more when she grabbed Becky's hips and stuck her tongue deep into her ass, drinking my cum out of her. "Oh sir!" Becky cried, "She's licking my ass!"
Remembering what Becky had done earlier, I said, "What's good for the goose is good for the other goose," and I lay down next to them to watch Jamie go at it. Jamie finally got everything she wanted out of Becky, and she gave her a final kiss on her clit. Becky then climbed off and re-arranged us with me on one side, Jamie's ass spooned to my cock, and Becky on the other side. A yummy Jamie sandwich.
As I nodded off to sleep, I thought, "Damn, I forgot to give them their punishments!"