2:02 AM

"Mmmmf. Mmmfmmf. Mmmf," Jack mumbled, as he pressed his mouth between Bunny's legs.

"Whatever you're saying, it feels great!" Bunny panted in reply, urging him to penetrate deeper.

Erotic images flashed through his mind, not the least of which was how vengeful he must look as he devoured the Master's wife. "Mmmvvvvffff," he said again, enjoying how she visibly quivered at the vibrations. And to think his parents had taught him not to talk with his mouth full!

He mashed full force, baring his teeth and grinding them against her sensitive slit. He sucked at her, drawing her flesh into his mouth, using the top of his teeth as a hard counterpoint to the softness of his tongue. With tongue and teeth he pinned her clit just inside his mouth, flicking, sucking and gently nibbling it until she instinctively wrapped her legs around his head. She bucked against him, but he rode her smoothly, each bump, each jostle sending a shiver through her now wet pussy.

He pressed harder, now intent only on bringing her cascading over the edge. But at the last moment, he felt a set of fingernails biting into his arms, pulling him from his prize, and he looked up to see his wife's face. For a moment he felt confused; in that close, intimate encounter, he'd forgotten about his surroundings and had focused only on the the feel, the smell, the excitement. A wave of guilt threatened, but Linda's understanding smile took all the guilt away, leaving him simply helpless.

Which evidently had been the Master's motive all along, as he sat smiling at the frustration he'd caused. For Ted, much of the power and pleasure evidently came from witholding sex, as much as having a slave to perform sex on.

"I see you all aren't as tired as you thought," the Master said with a smirk. "Good thing, because the last event of our evening involves a bit of 'group' participation. As you can see, my sex doll is looking a little deflated."

Jack studied his wife with a practiced eye. Kneeling at Ted's feet, she did look pretty exhausted. Her normally full hair was now plastered across her neck by a sheen of sweat. Her breasts and much of her torso were scored by angry looking scratches, courtesy of Ted's impassioned handling. In her face, he read a story of over-stimulation; it looked as though she'd stopped processing what was happening to her. But behind the exhaustion, he noted that there was still a glint of curiousity...still the gleam of excitement. She'd be all right. And if things got too intense, he could always signal one of the handmaidens to call for a timeout. He'd watch over her, and together they'd make it through the finale.

"Now that all the foreplay is over, I can start to really enjoy this hot little toy," Ted continued, stroking the top of her head. "I've got a whole bunch of different things in mind for this one, but I'm afraid I might need a little extra stimulation, a little extra lubrication."

Now Jack could see where he was headed with this. "So I need to ask all of you to help out...to lend me your cum, to squeeze me some juice. Each man in the group is gonna bring his woman to orgasm. I'll let you know what to do then. When it's the guy's turn to cum, he holds it for his Master, until I tell you what to do. When I'm fully satisfied, then the night is over. And Jack gets his wife back."

Jack watched his wife closely, seeing the anticipation in her limbs as she rubbed her body against her Master's legs. She thought the cum shot represented the ultimate power of a man over a woman, and the stimulation of that act as the ultimate power of a woman over a man. In the words of the neighborhood kids, she was "geeked."

As Ted pulled Linda onto his lap for a deep French kiss, Jack turned his attention back to Bunny, who lay expectantly below him. Without hesitation he dove back between her legs, simultaneously sucking her clitoris from within its hood, and finding her G-spot with the tip of his finger. He grinned as her great cry shook the room, momentarily silencing all the other couples before inspiring them to try to bring about the same reaction from their own partners. Bunny trembled almost continuously beneath his lips, the effects of every touch of his teeth or tongue coursing up and down her spine. She tasted sweet, sharp, flowery, pungent; her perfume strong and invigorating.

He tongued her, probed her, lapped at her all the way from her tight, pinched anus to her erect, noble clit. His eyes always sought hers. In them, he saw a desperate urgency, a willingness to do anything for release. He watched her hands knead and rub her tits and nipples, as if to suck the desire straight from her core. Her stomach rippled with every seizure that swept through. Her legs randomly locked and unlocked around his head, her feet beating a tattoo against his back. Her hips bucked and twisted, and he could see in his mind the sweet cheeks of her ass flattening against the carpeting. He knew then that he'd have to fuck her from behind one more time in order to be truly satisfied that night.

Her body tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed, the tension lasting longer and longer, the respites growing shorter. A mini orgasm swept her, but that only intensified her desire. Jack abandoned any pretense of holding back or teasing her, and concentrated solely on bringing her off. He locked his teeth around her clit, and tongued it exclusively, his finger the only other part of him moving, stroking her G-spot insistently. He felt her tense up, hold her breath, for what seemed like hours. Then the wave broke, her juices gushing against his mouth, her legs and hips locked around him, her cunt straining against his lips, her butt off the ground, pounding against his face, fucking his chin, setting off another orgasm that took all the strength from her legs, and left her writhing on the floor.

He lay with his head cradled on her pussy for some time before Ted's demanding voice penetrated his reverie. "Oh, lover boy. If you would be so kind as to let that woman come over here, I have some use for the juices you're wastefully letting drip on the floor."

Jack watched as Bunny painfully crawled to where Linda lay prostrate on the floor. At Ted's direction, she squatted over Linda's tits, opened her pussy lips, and liberally smeared one nipple, then the other, with her hot cunt juices. And when Jack saw his wife's nipple disappear inside another woman's cunt, his cock got harder than ever.

With his own cock stiff as a board, Ted mounted Linda and began tit-fucking her, taking great pleasure in plunging his cock all the way up into her waiting mouth, before drawing it down into the artificial cave she created between her breasts. From the pace of Ted's fucking, it seemed clear that the juice-induced lubrication wouldn't last long. Fortunately, Geleesa began moaning and cumming, and soon she added her juices to the valley between Linda's reddening tits. One by one, the other women reached nirvana, adding their juices until Linda's whole chest was streaked and spattered with a tart-odored wetness.

Ted changed tactics only for Jill, the last woman left. After she'd cum from riding atop Tom's hefty dick, Ted instructed her to squat over Linda's mouth, and rub her juice all over her lips. This she did with evident pleasure, and Jack made a note to make the girl/girl action a much more extensive part of his own Swap Meet.

Once Linda's lips were liberally smeared with cunt juice, Ted forced her to her knees, and began to aggressively fuck her mouth. He'd just gotten a few strokes into it when Tom hesitantly interrupted with, "Master? I'm ready to cum for you." Using both hand, Ted roughly pushed Linda back to the floor, and positioned Tom so he was straddling her chest. While his wife jacked him off, Tom aimed his cock directly at Linda's slightly-parted lips. He came in three massive spurts, the cum the clear color of a man who has ejaculated for the third time in nearly as many hours. The first two globs hit Linda full on the lips; the third trailed down over her chin and dripped on her neck.

Even with the cum lubricant it was a mighty tight fit. On Ted's first stroke, Jack could see a glistening ring of jism well up around Ted's pulsing rod. As he withdrew, his rod was coated with cum and saliva, from the thick base to the tip of the purple crown. In this supine position, Linda had no chance to lick or otherwise stimulate the cock penetrating her lips. Her mouth was merely a hole for Ted to fuck, and he fucked her lips no less lightly than he would fuck the ones between her legs.