Addicted to Attention Ch. 12
Kent’s house was put on the market and sold, not unexpectedly, for a small fortune to another business leader who had been introduced to the property by Des. He suspected that one of his former clients would appreciate the unusual decor and amenities offered by the mansion and he paid the full price, asked by Kent
The commission for the deal was sufficient to freehold Lakeside and some other properties Des had acquired on our family’s behalf. Kent willingly paid the commission that the other real estate agents had quoted him to us. We had always kept our individual finances on a separate footing and although we offered to handle the sale for less money, Kent insisted that we take the lowest commission offer that he had received from the professional agents in the city. All Kent’s lovely personal artworks and possessions were stored in preparation for the move and he took all his vehicles to Maple Lake.
As I had counselled Kent over the winter months, I believed that the business profits would increase by the move. Most of his contract manufacturers were dotted around the country and Maple Lake was central to both his suppliers and his client base.
All our fashion shows would be held at Lakeside in future as we now had no further business in the old city. A smaller, more intimate showroom was fitted out at Lakeside under our skilled direction, specifically for the purpose of showing BDSM gear. It was in a separate and secure area of the building from the general public and decorated like a dungeon for additional dramatic effect. Of all Kent’s clients, only those who bought specialist gear were to be invited into this showroom. It was more discrete and only Cat, myself and sometimes Monique did the modelling in there. It had been my idea, remembering the mutual pleasure of close contact with the spectators at Taylor’s Ridge that first night. Any worthwhile clients were allowed to touch and occasionally caress us if they wished.
Margaret and Monique had mixed feelings about selling their beautiful mansion with all it’s facilities and sculptured grounds, but Kent promised Margaret that he would allow them to pick any property at Maple Lake. He would duplicate and improve, a brand new replacement wherever they chose to live. Meanwhile they would continue to live in their current bungalow.
Margaret liked the spot across the lake from Rome that Des had bought for our family. Tony and David would construct the new building, able to employ as much additional labour as they needed. There was no road access, the property being part of a fifty acre block adjoining a larger farm owned still by an elderly couple. It had been a brilliant deal, also protecting the privacy we enjoyed at Rome. Des had secured the block because we had wanted to buy as much of the lake frontage as possible, knowing it would only become even more valuable in the future. I immediately offered in to Kent in return for an equal share in their business. So I obtained for my family a full partnership in Kent’s Creations. It would give us equal control with Kent.
We celebrated the deal by all going out to the finest restaurant in town, spending the evening discussing all the possibilities for the location of the largest and most palatial private dwelling at Maple Lake.
“We’ll both be Masters now, in every sense of the word.” Kent toasted the deal with a smile on his face. “To you, Barbara.”
Later, when we arrived home, I enjoyed submitting to him as I had always done, proving to him that nothing had changed in respect of our recreational activity. I enjoyed his control in that aspect of my life. Margaret was thrilled and looked forward to the move.
Des and Ken, as always, sorted out the legalities and fine tuned the minor details with Kent the following day and we transferred our land rights to Kent in exchange for fifty percent of the company shares.
Over the time that we had stayed in the city the opportunity for recreation had been severely curtailed. I looked forward to spending time at the Gentleman’s Club at Taylor’s Ridge. Kent had his private facilities at the mansion but the thrill of submission to strangers at the Club still excited me. I often thought about the first night we were there with Kent’s family and I was now ready for even more challenging direction. I couldn’t quite understand the unique thrill that I experienced from my submissiveness and humiliation in front of strangers. I loved the challenge of dangerous situations and trusted Kent to educate and guide me to, as yet, unknown limits.
I now sensed that Kent had much more to teach me about my developing sexual needs for domination. I had been close to curtailing the disgusting activities of that horrible old man at the city office and yet it was thrilling me at the same time. Only my determination to succeed in pleasing Kent forced me to comply with his demands. The pride and elation I felt afterward, as I showered, had confused me. I began to wonder at which point I would choose to use the safe word or gesture. There was no doubt that my compliance had pleased Kent, who I knew respected me even more. The only limit that I had told him earlier on was not to mark or disfigure my body permanently. I knew that he would never expose me to disease because I was a part of his family.
Four of our young friends were now married, a double wedding, as Darlene and David had moved their plans ahead to coincide with Tony’s wedding to my dear friend Melissa. They still lived together in the lakeside property rented from us but I knew that with Kent’s contract to build the new mansion it probably wouldn’t be long before Tony could afford to build his own house. I talked to Melissa about her hopes for the future, assuring her that the property would be theirs to rent as long as they needed it. She asked me if I would have a more private discussion with her later as she needed my advice on a personal matter. I arranged a time when we could get together alone during the following day, suspecting that she and Tony were planning to build.
The following day, Melissa hesitantly asked what I thought about her and Tony sharing sex with David and Darlene. She had known, or at least suspected that my family was more intimate together than we let on. She was quick to point out that it didn’t affect the way they all felt about our group, and all her friends respected our friendship with them. She had wanted to ask but been afraid of offending me before now. From the first day I met Melissa she had idolised me, often asking my advice regarding womanly matters among other things. I was amazed that after she had been married only months that she would even been considering the sort of relationship I had with my family but I explained all the potential pitfalls first, then the benefits if it worked out. I didn’t mention anything about Kent’s family or our other little unconventional interests. She was far to young to understand my growing submissive nature. I gathered that she must be considering wife swapping or group sex with Darlene and David. She began to cry, telling me that they had all been sleeping together since they rented our property and it was working out just fine. She and Darlene now had a clit piercing since her marriage to David and it had increased her need for more sexual excitement, as Darlene’s parents had forewarned.
The real reason that she wanted my advice was that Tony had noticed the new showroom decorations. I put my arm around her and asked if she found it too embarrassing.
“No, that’s not it either.” She, smiled shyly. “David and Tony have always encouraged us to be naked, as you know. The trouble is that I enjoy it so much now, as I know you do. It makes me feel all tingly and sexy. No, I think I need your guidance on the other interests you seem to have.”
I sighed, as I opened up to her.
“It is time I had a long talk to all of you together, Melissa. You could be in danger of all manner of problems if you go it alone without my advice. You must all tell me everything, honestly and without fear and I promise to explain everything you need to know. There are too many dangerous people out there who could hurt you and your family.”
“We’ve all agreed to ask you some time ago.” she told me, drying her eyes. “We respect you so much that we didn’t want to offend you and it’s too embarrassing to ask anybody else, even Harold. Darlene would just die if he knew. I knew we could trust you to tell us.” She gushed, as she squeezed my hand.
I made arrangements to see all of them alone that evening after they had all finished work.
Melissa greeted me at the door, totally naked and displaying her new genital piercing, inviting me in to the room where they all sat at a table, also naked. I sat at the head of the table where Melissa was holding my chair.
They listened intently as I elaborated on the many risks associated with the lifestyle that I was now part of, extolling the virtues of cleanliness and trust that had to be paramount in associating with others.
This set the agenda for the rest of the meeting as for two hours I asked and answered questions that arose between them, determining that they were indeed serious and they had put intelligent thought into the health and other issues that concerned me. I had seen couples at the Gentleman’s Club as young as these friends but it surprised me that in the time I had been so busy advancing my families business interests, our young friends had developed their sexual interests to such a profound degree.
I was proud of Melissa for having the respect in me, to allow her hesitant approach. I looked at her as I rose to leave and told her that I would tell my family, with her permission. I promised to discuss what we had spoken of and get back to them soon with an invitation to discuss their interests further.
Over the spring my plan was to make Maple Lake a Mecca for adventure with young adults, using outdoor as well as indoor events to promote nudity as normal around the town. One or two events like Naked Mile, Nude Water-skiing or other such events might be conducted regularly? This would attract publicity nation wide and the town would become more affluent as it attracted free spending tourists. Convention work would boom. Between Kent and ourselves, we now owned most of the best real estate for future development.
There was a core group of free spirited, relatively uninhibited inhabitants already living in the town. Interest in the town had already grown, just through the business conventions so far. Des and Ken had expanded the client base of Kent’s Creations, making them valuable employees and well worth their large salaries.
From my conversation tonight, I gathered that Melissa and Darlene would love to be trained in the same way that Cat and I were.
Kent answered the phone and I asked him to call in to Lakeside for a meeting, briefly explaining the reason.
Kent listened intently as sat before him, explaining the potential to train our young friends, bearing in mind that they were eager to participate. I personally thought that they should be introduced and guided in their education by older and wiser people than myself. I wasn’t so worried about their moral corruption as they seemed to have been discrete and mindful of the dangers already. After all, I had been amazed to discover they were already living communally without arousing suspicion. On the business front, the young ladies had turned the lingerie and swimwear outlet into a profitable outlet already, showing their business flair.
“Do they know about my special interests too?
Kent was deep in thought as he asked if Melissa knew about his own involvement in BDSM activity.
“They may suspect, but you weren’t mentioned by me.”
Kent was a highly discrete and strangely moral person, like myself, reluctant to involve others unless sure of their willingness to be trained and educated. He didn’t doubt my assessment of the situation and agreed to speak to Melissa and Tony, offering the girls the chance to model his swimwear range and the lingerie too. He had been impressed with our employment of Caroline, as he was with the other young ladies, Jill and Sue. They had already proven their enthusiasm to model the more revealing lines faultlessly.
“Well, my little Dove.” He sighed finally. “You have proven to be worthy of Mastering your young friends. As always, I will help and guide your interests. I would like you to guide their development, as you think fit and will be happy to assist you, when you believe the time is right.”
After explaining the events to my family, Lakeside closed for the night. We visited Kent and his family, seeking their approval to train our new friends together at a later stage.
Meanwhile, we planned an evening at the Gentleman’s Club. I wanted Kent to instruct me further and the entire family evidently felt the time was right for another session at the club. The events of the day had made me ready for the next step, whatever that may be.
Thursday night, Des drove Kent’s limousine with Margaret and Rick in the front while the rest of us stayed in the back. There was no need for additional stock as we were all in costume, the front passengers discretely cloaked and the rest of us ready to walk into the club.
Cat and I were dressed similarly to before, but with newly designed corsets and garter belts. Tonight’s creation was even more exciting to wear than the previous one that I had worn to the club. Monique, Cat and I sat opposite Kent and Ken in our normal way, but the sexual tension was almost overwhelming.
When we stopped outside the side entrance, prior to leaving the confines of the plush interior of the Limo, Kent inserted a device into my bottom, not unlike love beads, that dangled between my legs and lubricated my rear passage as I walked making my pubic region protrude abnormally. I could sense the device slipping out as I walked so I had to automatically clench my sphincter muscles to hold it in place. I had tried a similar device during sex play at home but never in front of strangers. It had the effect of keeping my clitoris engorged and more prominent and wet. I had expected to be blindfolded but tonight Kent walked us all in, taking a table at the far end of the room. I was keenly aware of the eyes on all of us as we made our way through the crowded room and we sat at the table. Although there were other women dressed in similarly outrageous gear I actually felt the humiliation factor even more acutely without the blindfold on.
I did note, with a degree of satisfaction, that there were many outfits at the gathering that bore Kent’s Creations unmistakable design. Cat appeared flushed with her nipples enlarged and hard as her eyes shone with excitement and anticipation. Kent ordered some refreshments from the waitress and we sat in Kent’s submissive way, opening our legs to display our vaginas for his pleasure or to anybody else that was passing by. We were allowed to talk quietly.
I found the beads uncomfortable and they reminded me constantly of my vulnerable lower body parts but I didn’t complain.
Later, as the evening progressed, Kent took us to a separate room where we witnessed a group of people playing sex games and punishing the unfortunate slaves in their company. The kinky scenes that we saw horrified me as much as they excited my sense of adventure. Ken was placed in stocks and left to contemplate what may lie ahead. His erection seemed to grow as he waited, proclaiming his enjoyment of the nervous anticipation. After a suitable time period had passed, by which time Ken was fully erect, I was asked to take our long awaited revenge with a soft leather flail. I gave him several strokes with the flail, noting his soft moans as his throbbing penis quivered.
Cathy then took her turn, enthusiastically reddening his cheeks before he ejaculated with no other stimulation. I was surprised that the pain and humiliation that he must have felt during this treatment excited him sexually.
Kent was a true master at determining hidden sexual turn ons within his larger family. I really wouldn’t have believed that after almost a year of intimate knowledge and frequent sexual activity, that this aspect of Ken’s psyche had remained hidden from Cat and I.
He was then lubricated and taken by Des, anally, as he groaned with pleasure and then immediately afterward by Rick as well. Meanwhile Monique and Cat had been joined by Margaret in trying some of the other equipment in the room. Kent asked me to accompany him to a separate room, telling me to leave my corset, stockings and high heels on, after blindfolding me with a velvet mask. When I was ready he led me toward the room. My ears were straining to hear the sounds within the room as the door opened but all I could detect was that there were people inside. I had no knowledge of the layout within. The feelings of danger and vulnerability were overwhelming when Kent guided me into a most humiliating and submissive position and bound me in place, gagging my mouth with a round plastic ball. I was totally exposed in an ideal position for penetration and completely helpless once he stood back to survey his handiwork. I was bent back over what felt like a barrel with arms and legs stretched wide and securely restrained. My breasts felt like they were hanging down toward my neck I was totally helpless, unable to move or prevent my fate, not even able to make a sound. I could hear comments around me in quite crude terms as the men were eagerly discussing my body parts. The next thing I felt was the sensation of the anal beads being drawn from their position inside me. My sphincter muscles clenched to hold the device as it slowly pulled out of my bottom until I found myself unable to hold it any further.
I was shocked when I heard Kent’s voice growing more distant and I felt strange hands exploring my body. It was the first time that Kent had allowed other club members to explore and stimulate my body whilst I was blindfolded and restrained in this way, unable to make a sound of protest or use the safe word. It was yet another test of my trust and the level of discipline that I would accept from him. I was determined that I would not let him down and yet, Where the HELL had he gone. My mind was racing with doubt.
By now the strangers were playing with my clitoris and probing my vacant anus with bare hands. I could feel them breathing heavily as they expertly stimulated me and I calculated that several people were involved in giving me pleasure. I wanted to scream as I orgasmed, trashing my body around against the secure bonds that held me in position. My body weight was resting on the small of my back and I could only feel hands. Some rough and large and others smaller and more delicate like a woman’s, with short manicured fingernails. I not only felt, but was in fact totally vulnerable to the whims of these people that I couldn’t see.
A small hand inserted three and then four fingers into my vagina, expertly stretching me further with each insertion. Tears of ecstasy, fear or frustration, I really couldn’t tell, were now making my blindfold moist as wave after wave of orgasmic delight racked my body. The experience was transporting me to new levels of helpless pleasure as this continuous invasion progressed.
Suddenly, to my consternation I felt a penis probing around and then being inserted through my lubricated sphincter muscles and into my anus. The man didn’t appear to be wearing a condom and he was beginning to stroke within me.
Now I was really alarmed by the turn of events. I couldn’t speak and the penis inside my bottom, as far as I knew, was different to any other within our families. I hadn’t heard Kent’s voice for some time now and panic set in. Pleasant as it felt, I was helpless to object and the hand in my vagina was almost fully inserted now. The penis began to move more rapidly and I could feel the coarse pubic hair rubbing against my cheeks as the man plunged deeper within me.
Lindsey stepped back and sit her now completely nude body on the bed beside Dan’s crotch. She was sitting Indian style on the other side of the bed thus giving me an excellent view of her chest. I could see small curls of black pubic hair protruding from her slightly exposed crotch. Lindsey silently watched as Brandy’s talented tongue licked his shaft while her hands played with his balls. She would lick the purple bulbhead before licking both sides of his prick. After playing with his balls, she placed the entire sac in her mouth. Dan was moaning and slightly gasping for breath. Brandy continued to torture Dan such that his moans became much more audible and his face became contorted with strange facial expressions. At the peak of his moaning, his face looked like some sort of python trying to swallow a large meal as his upper lips would move in one direction while his bottom lips moved in the exact opposite direction. Dan’s weird facial gymnastics did not go unnoticed. After Brandy told Lindsey to watch Dan’s face, she spit her saliva on the top as well as both sides of his huge prick. Her tongue gracefully danced along the top of his engorged purple bulbhead before she started fisting his cock.
As Dan’s moan became a scream, Brandy quickly motioned to Dan’s facial expression and told Lindsey that this was his “sex face”. Brandy was obviously experienced in playing with Dan’s cock as she continued to bring him to the brink of an orgasm and then stop. It was like I was watching 2 little girls playing with a balloon to see how far they push it before it popped. I was so envious of Dan that I would have paid almost any of money to be in his position. Lindsey soon joined in with Brandy as they both licked the sides of his shaft. Each of them would then take turns swallowing the first few inches of Dan’s cock and then twirl their tongues around his purple head.
Dan was moaning and then began pleading “My balls are gonna bust, their just gonna bust”.
Brandy and Lindsey’s eyes met and Brandy yelled out “Who you gonna call……………BALLBUSTERS!”
Brandy and Lindsey collapsed on the bed laughing and then recited the same phrase in unison several times. Even Dan was slightly amused. I caught myself before I laughed; otherwise, my evening would have ended early with major league embarrassment. Lindsey held her arms up in a Superman like pose and said ” We’re the ballbusters!” Brandy’s reference to ballbusters didn’t surprise me because I remembered that she had mentioned a few months ago that “Ghostbusters” was her favorite movie as a child. “Who you gonna call….ghostbusters” was the catchy phrase in the movie. After the laughter subsided, Brandy asked Dan if he was ready to fuck. Before Dan could answer, Lindsey said that she first wanted her pussy licked. She quickly stood up and positioned herself such that she was standing directly over Dan’s face.
Lindsey asked, “do I have a pretty pussy?”
Dan said ” It looks great from down here.”
Lindsey told Dan that she thought he needed a closer look. She then knelt down and placed her hands on the headboard of the bed and her cunt on Dan’s mouth. Lindsey than bluntly told Dan to “eat my pussy!” I was both shocked and yet also turned on by Lindsey’s assertiveness. Lindsey was not at all hesitant in giving Dan directions telling him to lick here or lick there. It was obvious that she had some experience in having guys worship her pussy. Since Dan was cuffed hand and foot, he had no choice in the matter.
After a couple of minutes, Brandy told Lindsey to turn around so she could watch. Lindsey quickly repositioned her crotch over Dan’s face so that she was now facing the bottom of the bed. As Lindsey slapped at her wet cunt, I could see what looked like little drops of vaginal juices on Dan’s cheek. Like a good little soldier, Dan continued to diligently lick at her pussy. Although not approaching an orgasm, Lindsey seemed to be getting more and more aroused. She was fingering or gently slapping her drenched pussy with 1 hand while pinching her erect nipples with the other. Brandy was closely watching the action, but at the same time kept Dan hard by tracing her sexy fingers thru his pubic hair or wrapping long strands of her blonde hair around his cock. This was 10 times hotter than any porn movie that had ever seen, yet with a porn movie, I could always rewind to the best scene. Unfortunately, this fuck fest that was unfolding before my eyes had no rewind button. My primary goal now ( other than not getting caught ) was to pick the perfect spot to empty my aching balls. If I came to soon, I wouldn’t have enough juice in me to throughly enjoy a potential hot scene later. If I waited to late, I would have to finish in my room with my favorite porno movie.
After several more minutes, Lindsey asked Brandy ” can I go first?”
“You mean fuck him first”.
Lindsey replied “yes”.
Brandy said “sure, but make sure he doesn’t pop before I get my ride”.
Lindsey was used to getting exactly what she wanted. She turned around again and sat her ass on Dan’s lower abdomen. His cock was twitching noticeably, and the bulbous head was less than 3 inches from Lindsey’s wet love canal. Before the main event, Lindsey had other plans. After a few minutes of passionately smooching on Dan’s lips, she lowered her chest and smashed her boobs on his face. She then started shaking her tits back and forth so hard that I thought she would give Dan a black eye or bloody nose. She placed her right boob in Dan’s mouth, and he eagerly began licking all around her nipple in a circular pattern. From my angle, it looked as if her nipples were protruding at least a 1/2″ from her breasts. Before Dan was able to lick her aroused nipple, Lindsey stuffed her left boob in his mouth. Dan teased her again for several minutes before with the same circular pattern before licking and lightly biting the left nipple.
“Tit for tat”, Lindsey screamed.
Everyone laughed, although not as hard as they had over the ballbustin’ references earlier. Lindsey moved her hips back toward Dan’s crotch, and Brandy adjusted Dan’s cock so that it was leaning in the crevice of Lindsey’s ass. I had never admired a guy’s cock before, but the sight of it nestled against her cute butt was something I will never forget. After Lindsey exchanged another wet kiss with Dan, she leaned back, and Brandy glided his throbbing erection into Lindsey’s awaiting pussy. She slid down on his cock gradually until the entire 7 inches had been engulfed. As Lindsey stared into his eyes, Dan moaned softly. While watching Dan’s cock disappear into the Promised Land, I was vigorously playing with my cock thru the soft fabric of my thin sweatpants. After feeling the tingling of my own impending orgasm, I stopped quickly, tensed my muscles and didn’t move. Luckily, I did not go over the cliff, but I was oh so close. Lindsey then began to move her pelvis up and down so that I could see most of Dan’s cock sliding in and out of her cunt. As Dan’s moans became more audible, Brandy would yell stop. Lindsey would stop and then move her hips again when Brandy said go. Her movements atop his cock were slow and deliberate not wanting him to erupt to soon.
After 15 or 20 minutes of this stop and go action, Dan was pleading and begging to uncuff him or at least let him come. Brandy then lightly taped Lindsey on her lower leg and told her that it was her turn to play cowgirl. After Lindsey dismounted, I could see that Dan’s cock was glistening with Lindsey’s pussy juices. Brandy aligned herself over his crotch so that she was facing the bottom of the bed as well as the dresser mirror. Brandy told Lindsey that she and Dan love to fuck in front of the huge dresser mirror. After sitting down on his lower abdomen, she guided his missile into her snatch. Lindsey placed another pillow under his head so that he had a better view of the mirror. Unfortunately, they had him so securely cuffed, Dan’s view of the mirror was blocked because Brandy was impaled on his dick. He had a great view of the back of her head, her back as well as her ass. He tried to peak around Brandy for a look at the mirror, but he said that it hurt his neck. If he had not been restrained, Dan could have easily maneuvered himself to see the mirror and still fuck Brandy in the reverse cowgirl position.
Just as Lindsey had done, Brandy began slow movements, allowing his cock to slide almost all the way out, before her pussy swallowed it again. On several occasions his erection, would slip out of her soaked cunt before Brandy or Lindsey would stuff it back in. Not only was Dan’s view of the mirror blocked, mine was also. It was impossible for me to see their reflection from my position in the closet. While still perched on Dan’s cock, she began twisting her entire body around so that she was facing Dan in the regular cowgirl position. She first lay down such that her boobs were flat against his muscular chest. She moved her hips up toward the head of the bed and began planting wet kisses on Dan’s neck face and lips. As Dan and Brandy began French kissing, his cock slipped out of her pussy and fell back against her left butt cheek. While Dan and Brandy were smooching, Lindsey licked around the head of his cock before swallowing half of it down her throat. Her talented fingers were fondling and caressing his balls. Brandy began teasing Dan by placing one of her erect nipples within inches of Dan’s mouth before pulling away.
After a few more minutes, Brandy stared down into Dan’s lust crazed eyes and said “I’am gonna sit on your cock again”. Brandy told Lindsey “to spit on his cock and then stick in my pussy”. Lindsey laughed and then spit out 2 mouthfuls of saliva on his throbbing shaft. Her tongue took one last twirl around his purple head before she stuffed it back into Brandy’s love canal. Brandy sit up straight and began moving her pelvis in a circular motion. Lindsey had moved to the top of the bed and again sit her pussy on Dan’s face. In between his moans, he was tonguing her pussy lips and clit. Lindsey stuck 2 and then 3 fingers in her cunt. It wasn’t long before she began breathing hard. As she got closer to an orgasm, her moans sounded like a little bird chirping. Her hips began to move and the chirping grew louder. Lindsey screamed “I’am Cumming! I’am Cumming” before collapsing on the other side of the bed. Watching and hearing Lindsey’s orgasm was to much for me. As my orgasm built, I quickly pulled my light sweatpants down past my crotch and began jerking off. Right at the crescendo of Lindsey’s chirping, my cum began gushing out, releasing the enormous pressure that had been building in my balls.
After Lindsey gathered herself, Brandy said ” you’re a little screamer”.
“I know” Lindsey replied in her little girlish voice.
Brandy dismounted from Dan’s cock and sat on his stomach. She noticed a few drops of Lindsey’s pussy juice on his chin and cheek. Brandy’s fingers wiped the pussy juice from his face and rubbed it on both of his nipples. Brandy soon repositioned herself on the other side of the bed adjacent to Dan’s crotch. Brandy asked Dan if he was ready to come. Dan said he was so horny that he was about to explode. Lindsey took Brandy’s place and sit on his stomach; however she was facing the end of the bed and thus staring right down on his twitching erection. After spitting on his cock a couple of times, Brandy licked the back of his shaft up and down pulling open the mouth of his cock and placing her tongue in the small crevice. She then cupped her hand around the base of his shaft in the form of fist. As her hand began to slowly move up and down his cock, Dan’s moaning soon turned to howling as his face became contorted again with the “python like” facial expressions.
When Brandy quickly stopped, Dan screamed ” Please don’t stop!”.
With Lindsey sitting on his stomach, the tip of Dan’s lustfilled cock was throbbing less than 3 or 4 inches from Lindsey’s flat little tummy. Brandy again started fisting his cock which caused more moaning and howling. With Dan’s cock aimed at Lindsey’s boobs, Brandy started fisting much faster. As Dan let loose with a guttural moan, the cum began to spew out. The second and third pulses squirted up just below her cleavage while the remainder peppered out on her stomach. His ejaculation was nothing short of spectacular. Large wads of Dan’s creamy white cum began dripping down Lindsey’s abdomen toward her soaking wet black bush. Lindsey looked cute as a kitten as she shook with each of Dan’s spasms.
After Dan’s spasms had subsided, he asked if could now be uncuffed.
“No, we’re not through with you yet”, Brandy replied.
Dan’s head slightly sunk as he realized his blissful imprisonment would continue. Brandy disappeared into the adjacent bathroom while Lindsey left the bedroom and probably went to the other upstairs bathroom. They both soon returned to the bedroom and laid down on the bed on each side of Dan. After about 10 minutes of small talk, one of them would concentrate on kissing his face while the other would lick his nipples, chest and abdomen. He wasn’t long before his cock began to twitch, When Brandy noticed that his cock was showing life, she lay down perpendicular to the bed and placed both of her sexy little feet around his member. She moved her feet up and down the sides which quickly brought Dan to the fully expanded 7 inches. She quickly hopped on cowgirl style for another ride. Dan again begged for them to let him loose. They compromised and agreed to uncuff his ankles. While still perched on his cock, she pointed to a small purse on the dresser. Lindsey quickly found the keys to the ankle cuffs in the purse and was able to free his legs.
With his ankles loose, Dan was able to bend his knees. While still sitting on his cock, Brandy leaned forward so that her face was less than 6 inches above his. Her long blonde hair cascaded down over his face, and her tits were swaying in rhythm to her rocking pelvis. Since Dan had already uncorked one load, the fucking now became much more frenzied. She was now pounding her pussy down on his cock like she was on an amusement park ride. Dan was moaning again, and Brandy started talking dirty telling him to “fuck my pussy” or “cum in my pussy”. Brandy then leaned back up and placed one hand on his chest for leverage while using the other hand to play and massage her clit. As Dan was vigorously thrusting his hips upward, Brandy’s orgasm hit. Although not as loud as Lindsey, she was quite focal with her moans.
As soon as Brandy hopped off his flag pole, Lindsey sat down on his crotch and eased his prick into her waiting love canal. Lindsey cut right to the chase as she began rubbing and squeezing her bouncing boobs and bucking her hips at a frenetic pace. Although still handcuffed, Dan was not to be outdone as he was meeting Lindsey’s rocking pelvis with his own hip movements. They were literally fucking each other silly, and Lindsey’s smokin’ body riding that huge dick had me fisting my cock like there was no tomorrow. I soon felt that tingling feeling in my crotch, and then my balls emptied for the second time that evening. Within a minute after my orgasm, Lindsey’s chirping began again, and she let loose with her second orgasm. She slid off his cock and collapsed on this side of the bed. I could see drops of Lindsey’s pussy juice on her inner thighs.
With a huge erection still available, Brandy mounted Dan reverse cowgirl style, and placed her hands on his knees. I knew Dan was going to be saddle sore tomorrow. This was tag team fucking at its finest. Brandy wasted no time in establishing a steady rhythm by rocking her pelvis up and down or grinding her pussy in a circular motion. Brandy cupped and pinched her boobs while watching herself in the dresser mirror. Dan’s cock had soon had enough as he moaned loudly and pumped his second load deep into Brandy’s pussy. While still perched on his happy but drained cock, she giggled as Dan’s spasms caused her whole body to shake.
After his handcuffs were removed, Dan briefly kissed each girl before disappearing into the bathroom. After doing his business, he rejoined Brandy and Lindsey in the bedroom. They all put their clothes back on and walked downstairs. After a few minutes, I slowly opened the closet door and made my way down the upstairs hall to the top of the staircase. From their conversation, I could tell that Lindsey was leaving. Brandy and Dan watched TV for awhile in the Den. After another hour or so, Dan walked Brandy out to her car. I used this opportunity to sneak back down to my bedroom in the basement. I went on to bed and fell asleep. When I awoke Saturday morning, Dan was not home ( he had gone out to buy groceries ). When I came home, I told him that Mike and I had arisen real early in Panama City and driven back. I called later to cover my story with Mike. Mike could hardly believe that I saw Lindsey having sex. When Mike was feeling better a few days later, I filled him in on all the details from the mind-boggling fuckathon that I had witnessed.
Four months later, Dan and Brandy are still together, and he now has his own apartment. Lindsey is still in college and now has a boyfriend of her own.
