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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
I am NOT the author. I don't have the talent to write these
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Young Pussy
By Rick Arledge
Chapter 1
Elton was a short man with a receding hairline and pepper and
salt greying temples. All his life, he had lived conservatively.
He had a steady job and for all practical purposes Elton seemed
more or less well-adjusted and happy. Elton had been married once
and had a young daughter about fourteen years old, who at the
present time was living with her natural mother. There was only
one problem: he was very lonely. Happy, in a sense materially,
but emotionally he was alone.
Every morning, when the alarm clock went off at five a.m.
Elton was able to leap from his bed and hit the cold bare floor
and without pausing for a breath, reach the bathroom and take
great joy in hearing the sound of his hot yellow piss hit the
toilet bowl. The sound of his hot piss was like music to his
ears. He loved to hear the sound echo in the bathroom. At a
given point, Elton would apply pressure to the base of his cock to
feel the urine running out. Sometimes, he pinched the hole and
played games with himself as he was urinating. The sensations
woke him and when he stopped pissing, he shook his cock so that
the last drops wouldn't run down his leg and stain his yellow
striped pajamas.
The light in the bathroom over the mirror glared downwards
and lit Elton's greying face. The grey stubble of his beard
glistened in the bright light. He ran his fingers across his face
noticing the hollow cheeks the drawn look. He thought to himself,
'I've got to remember never to take my teeth out.' He reached into
a glass of water and withdrew his dentures. With a quick motion
he snapped them into his mouth and remarked out loud, "Yes, yes,
I've got to remember to keep my teeth in my mouth."
"I guess I'll have to shave. I shave every day. It looks
good." Elton reached into the medicine cabinet and took out his
favorite Gillette Razor remarking out loud again, "They sure made
them good in the army. I guess that was the best year for
razors." He lathered up his face with soap and water and
proceeded to scratch the stubble from his face.
As he scratched away, he felt the coldness of the porcelain
sink against his cock and balls. It felt good through his pajama
bottoms. He moved his ass in and out, up against the cold sink.
The shaving job was almost done when Elton decided that he'd like
to look at his cock. He put the razor down and pulled the draw
string on his pajama pants. His pajama pants fell to the floor
around his ankles and he stepped out of them. His half-rampant
wang didn't jangle and didn't really jiggle, it was just sort of
half-hard. He reached up with his right hand and took some of the
lather from his face and laid it on his prick and tight drawn up
ball sac. He turned around and sat down on the toilet seat and
massaged the slippery soap suds in and around his grayed pubic
hair. Every once in a while he would slide his hand upwards on
his semi-hard shaft and rub the palm of his hand around and around
the head of his peter.
His eyes bulged outwards and his myopic eyes stared and
concentrated on the hole of his semi-hard shaft. He rubbed his
penis with the thumb and forefinger only and he enjoy watching his
peter being whipped back and forth and up and down. He reached
down with his other hand and pulled hard on his ball sac. He felt
his balls slide from one side of his palm to the other and his
manipulating hand further heightened the friction sensation that
his whipping right hand made him feel at the end of his pinkish
tinged knob.
The lather in his hand started to dry, making his palm feel
very rough on his shaft. He removed his hand momentarily and spit
a big gob into his palm. The spit started to dissipate itself in
the thickened lather and Elton started to work his gonads. He
started to squirm downwards on the toilet seat and he started to
think about Sandy.
Sandy was a tall, straight blonde haired girl. She towered
six inches above Elton. She was at least one head taller. Her
skin was deeply tanned and the outline of her bikini made her
super-boobs stand out in a milk white color. The milk whiteness
of Sandy's tits were high-lighted by pink areolae and sharply
pointed nipples. Her belly was flat and her legs were long and
supple. An untanned V exposed her pubic hair against the white
untanned skin of her mound of Venus. The untanned parts of Sandy
made it look like she was wearing a transparent mini-bikini. Her
long fingers were able to make Elton feel the hotness of his
youth. Sandy's lips were full and straight and her strong chin,
in combination with her high nordic cheek bones gave her a very
stern looking air. She was truly a dominating female. Sandy
believed in discipline for discipline's sake. She felt everything
must be in order and she was prepared always to take the lead and
set things right. The men that she attracted were generally a
little older than herself and of the Casper-milk-toast variety.
Sandy had been making the swinging scene lately; Bermuda,
Puerto Rico, St. Thomas and of course, London. She had finally
found what she liked when she had sex. The thing that really
twisted her head was to completely dominate a man. Like some
girls collect porcelain china and other kinds of knickknacks,
Sandy collected sex toys. There were long, short and fat dildos.
She had dildos that vibrated and squirted hot gelatin when the
balls were squeezed. She also had rough strong ropes, chains and
a fantastically large collection of whips. The only thing that
she was lacking, was a slave. This slave would be hers and hers
alone to control and do her bidding. If he didn't she could
punish him. He would be completely under her power.
Last week, she had a party in her apartment and had met
someone who seemed to be 'just her cup of tea'. He had waited on
her hand and foot. She had made him scratch her back for two
hours and rub her feet with lotion. The back rubbing and foot
massaging had happened after the other guests had left. She had
commanded him to do the dishes and carry the garbage out and he
did so without a murmur.
Elton seemed to like being told what to do. The more Sandy
leaned on him and actually ordered him around the more he seemed
attracted to her. His beady, shifty eyes had been frozen on her
crotch white he was massaging her feet, but when Sandy tried to
hold his eyes he would look away and look down humbly. He had
been rubbing her feet for quite a while and furtively looking at
the cunt that Sandy purposely showed him every so often. She
spread her legs wide apart and Elton dropped his eyes away from
her crotch. Sandy reached forward, grabbed a forelock of his hair
and lifted his face up to look straight into her eyes and then
down again directly into her gaping split. She felt that this was
the man that she really wanted for her slave.
'How can I get him?' Sandy thought. She answered herself
very simply, 'Damn, all I have to do is call him!'
Elton's hand moved rapidly up and down on his slippery shaft.
His eyes bored into the hole of his cock. It was fantastic. He
was really getting a boner. He could see Sandy vividly in his
mind. He saw the inside of her suntanned smooth thighs and the
baby skinned color that surrounded her dark pubic hair. Her moist
pink split was open and almost glistened in contrast to its
surrounding area. Her pubic hair ran from her arse cheeks up and
around her lovely cuntlips and to almost the line marked off by
the darkened skin of her suntan. He remembered how Sandy had
grabbed his hair and forced him to look straight into her eyes and
then down again to the vision of her beautiful pink pussy. The
thought of Sandy's sweet pussy inflamed his thoughts and his shaft
throbbed against his closed jerking fist. He bent further over
and stroked more slowly muttering to himself out loud. "Sandy ...
Sandy. Pull my hair. Tell to take the garbage out. Call me a
mother-fucker and bastard. Let me do your bidding. Let me be
near you."
He crossed his legs and moved his hand more slowly over the
now bulbous head of his throbbing cock. The semen oozed from his
cock hole and kept the lather slippery. He bent further over his
cock and opened his mouth. He felt the pressures in his balls and
at the base of his shaft build up. He stroked very lightly now
and his orgasm approached very slowly. More semen gurgled from
his urethra. His other hand pulled and massaged on his balls. He
squeezed and twisted them until they pained and his beating hand
started to pick up speed. Elton crossed his legs tighter and
tried to hold this gusher back. He opened his mouth wider and his
cock erupted its white fire.
Each throb made his excited cock pump another hot jet of
white sticky sperm upwards into his open mouth. He savored the
taste and rolled it around on his tongue before he swallowed the
white stickiness. The vision that had been so vivid a moment ago
was gone. Sandy's commanding voice and exposed pussy were no
longer there and his cock became once more flaccid. "Well, I
guess I better finish shaving, so I won't be late for work."
Elton went to the kitchen and took three different brands of
cold cereal from the shelf and poured a portion of each into a
large soup bowl. He carefully measured out six ounces of milk in
a measuring cup and poured this over his cereal. The instant
coffee was measured out very carefully and boiling water of the
right relative proportion was poured into his cup. Elton was very
meticulous and organized. He never did anything without first
thinking about it six times. Hemming and hawing about it six
times and then finally not doing anything. It was only when
somebody was able to pressure Elton into something that Elton ever
did anything. Elton sat in the dim light of his grey dreary
kitchen and decided that now was the time to telephone Sandy.
The phone rang and Sandy rolled to her side trying to avoid
its insistent sound. The phones tintinnabulation was never ending
and she decided that since it wasn't going to stop, she had better
answer it; and find out who in the hell could be calling her at
seven a.m. in the morning.
"Hello."
Elton didn't answer.
Sandy repeated louder and in a more commanding voice, "Hello!
Who in the hell is this?"
Elton swallowed and replied, "Good morning. I just thought
that I would call you up and wake you, just to say hello. I've
just been thinking about you and I couldn't resist just calling to
say hello."
"You God damn son of a bitch. You dirty bastard. You have
your fucking nerve calling me a this damn hour. Do I have to tell
you everything? Man alive, get smart. Don't bug me at this hour
ever again! Are you listening to me? I'll call you later when I
get good and ready. You just had better be by the God damn phone,
otherwise your shit out of luck! Do you understand Elton? Do you
get the message? Do I have to spell it out for you again? Don't
call me on the phone at this hour."
Elton's wang started to throb when Sandy spoke to him this
way. Here was a woman who took command of the situation. He
replied, "I'll be home from work at six o'clock tonight and I'll
wait by the phone."
Sandy said, "You'd better!" and she slammed the telephone
receiver down into its cradle.
The loud click hit Elton's ear drum and somehow vibrated down
to a throb in his cock. Elton made a note on his pad; Sandy, 7
a.m. local call and the number.
Elton left the house five minutes later than usual. He
couldn't quite understand how he was suddenly very late to work.
To Elton, late meant less than a half hour before clock-in time.
He didn't like anybody to be able to say that he was late or
unreliable.
Chapter 2
That evening after work Elton came out of the subway still
behind his normal time schedule. It would be impossible for him
to be at home by six p.m., but he hurried anyway. A quick stop at
the A&P and he picked up a TV dinner and a bottle of Pepsi. Then
he rushed to a different supermarket where oranges were on sale.
"Nobody could say that Elton was a spend thrift," he said out loud
as he paid for his two oranges. Thus laden, he scurried out of
the supermarket towards his co-op apartment on the 15th floor. As
he fumbled with the keys, he could bear the phone ringing in his
apartment. The steel door became an opponent and the key just
wouldn't slide into the lock. The phone rang and rang again and
just as Elton burst through the door of his apartment the ringing
ceased.
Elton put his food on a table and walked back to the door and
removed his keys. He closed the door softly and threw the bolt.
He looked at his watch and saw that it was fourteen minutes after
six p.m. "I wonder if that was Sandy calling," he muttered. He
lit the oven and set the thermostat following the exact printed
instructions that were printed on the TV dinner package.
He sat down and peeled an orange; while he waited for the TV
dinner to cook. Elton had just shoved a segment of the orange
into his mouth when the phone rang. He gulped hard and the orange
juice ran from the corners of his mouth and dribbled to his chin.
"Hello," he slurped. The orange was still caught in his
mouth.
"Elton where were you? I called you before. You were not
home. Where the hell were you? Didn't I tell you to wait for me
to call. Man alive, I thought you were dependable. Even when I
tell you what to do, you screw it all up. Haven't you got any God
damn brains? Well, tell me why weren't you home?"
"Errr, errr ... well. I was late this morning and I just
couldn't catch up with myself all day."
"Elton, I don't want to hear this shit. You just get your
ass over here and take me out to dinner."
"But, I ... already got a TV dinner in the oven and ..."
Sandy interrupted, "Well throw it out and get your clothes on
and get over here. I'll expect you at seven-fifteen and bring
your charge cards. I've invited a few friends to come alone."
"Well ... ah ah hhh ..."
"Never mind the shit, get over here!" and Sandy banged the
phone down.
Sandy sat back and thought about where she would tell Elton
to take her to eat. She really didn't have any guests, but she
just wanted to test a little of her power out on Elton. While she
had been talking to Elton, her legs were wide spread and she sat
upright on a leather arm chair. Her pussy had dribbled onto the
smooth shiny leather and made it slippery. She wriggled her
buttocks into the slime and slid in a tight circle on the leather
surface. The feeling of leather excited Sandy and she pictured
herself in her leather outfit directing Elton her slave in various
situations.
Sandy took her right index finger and put in on the soft down
covered mons. She cupped her palm and massaged gently. She felt
her split open and begin to throb. She looked down and pushed her
finger between her slippery outer cuntlips just barely touching
them. The sensation of her forefinger slipping softly in between
her Labia Majora made her writhe in her own cream that dribbled
from her hot wet pussy. Her finger slid back and forth and the
sensation was maddening.
Sandy threw one leg over the arm of the chair and hooked her
forefinger into the opening of her honey pot. She wondered what
Elton would be like when he came to pick her up. She opened her
eyes and withdrew her finger from her hot quim and said to
herself, 'I'll save it for later and then it'll be better.'
The doorbell rang and Elton held some flowers out to Sandy,
"I thought you would like these flowers."
Sandy took the flowers and said, "Oh thank you. You're a
darling."
Elton stepped into the foyer and Sandy closed the door after
him. In the process of hooking the door chain into its place her
dressing gown slid open exposing the whiteness of her globes. A
thin line of white connected both titties. This line was where
the two bikini brassiere cups were pulled towards each other, by a
fine ribbon.
Sandy made no motion to cover herself and she felt her pussy
contract and squeeze some of her cream down the inside of her
thighs. She took Elton's hand and said, "Come on in., The flowers
are beautiful." She placed them in a vase and smiled sweetly in
Elton's direction. She allowed her robe to open still further
exposing her flat stomach and twat covered with brown down to
Elton.
Elton sat down and looked around the room, saying, "Well I'm
only three minutes late!"
"That's all right Elton. The flowers make up for everything.
Would you like to help me dress?"
Elton looked downward and mumbled something, "Well errrr ...
What can I do to help?"
Sandy said, "Get up and help me take my dressing gown off.
Come on Elton get your arse moving."
Elton stood up and Sandy faced him. Her dressing gown was
wide open and Elton's eyes started to look toward the floor.
Sandy towered over Elton and she grabbed his hair again and made
him look up at her bare titties. She placed his hands on her
dressing gown and said, "Come on Elton. Take the God damn thing
off of me. If you want to help me; help me. Come on. Take it
off of me!"
Elton hesitatingly took Sandy's dressing gown from her
shoulders exposing her bare milk white globes to his eager gaze.
Sandy had a pair of very brief black flower bikini panties
on. As the robe fell to the floor Elton kneeled down on his knees
and threw his arms around Sandy's thighs. He buried his face in
her silken covered muff. He breathed deeply through his nose,
smelting the odor of Sandy's pussy. He turned his face sideways
and said, "Ohhh." His ears felt the heat that came from her
vaginal crease and Sandy pushed downwards on his head moving his
nose away from her cleft.
Elton strained upwards and said, "Let me feel it? Let me
smell it?"
Sandy smiled and said, "Will you be my slave? Would you like
to suck on my panties crotch? Or, would you rather wash my
panties and suck my pussy? No never mind. I'll tell you what to
do, slave."
Elton continued to hug Sandy's legs to his chest, eyes
closed. His glasses had fallen to the floor and Elton suddenly
stopped his caressing and picked up his glasses, "So that they
won't be damaged." He explained.
Sandy allowed him to put the glasses in his breast pocket,
then she snapped, "Get on your knees again slave!"
Elton dropped to his knees and Sandy allowed him to put his
mouth up against her bikini covered pussy.
She asked, "Do you like that? Would you like to suck my
pussy?" She saw Elton nod his head. Sandy ordered, "Pull my
panties down to the floor, so that my cunt can be right against
your face. Yes, my bare cunt up against your face. I don't know
whether I'll let you kiss it or not. I'll decide. Slave, go and
wash my panties and when you come back maybe I'll give you a
reward. But, before you go; take off all of your clothes except
your undershorts."
Elton rose from his kneeling position with Sandy's panties
clutched tightly in his hands. His eyes were shut and he stood
for a moment motionless.
He felt a stinging slap on his face and then another and he
heard Sandy crying out, "Take those Goddamn clothes off. No, not
all of the clothes. Leave your fucking shorts on. That's all I
want to see."
Elton said, "Yes. Yes. Do you mind if I fold them up? If I
don't fold them up, they will loose their press?" Elton waited
for an answer.
Sandy just glared at him. Her mouth formed a hard tight thin
line and she stared downward at him. She stepped forward on top
of the clothing that Elton was removing. She ground her heel into
the jacket shirt and tore the corner of his grey colored white
shirt.
Elton pleaded, "Please. Please." He felt his cock start to
get hard.
The tent that it formed under his underwear seemed to
infuriate Sandy. She reached down and grasped his half hard wang
and commanded, "Wash my panties and then come back." She squeezed
his dong and kept him from going to the bathroom. "What's holding
you up? Why don't you go and wash my panties?" Sandy never let go
of Elton's joint.
"... But ... you're not letting me go. You're holding me
back. Please let me go. Please let me go."
Sandy released his semi-hard burgeoning penis and allowed
Elton to run to the bathroom. He had just about reached the
bathroom door when Sandy called out, "Stop. Suck the crotch of my
panties!"
Elton shoved the panty crotch in his mouth and ground his
teeth into the soft flowered, black, silky material. He could
taste Sandy's cream and sweat that had oozed into the cunt
position of her panties. The taste titillated Elton's palate and
he sucked on the material mixing his saliva with the hot taste of
Sandy's drippings.
Elton moaned and sucked until Sandy again commanded him, "Go
and wash my fucking panties. Can't you see I'm in a hurry?" She
watched Elton trot around the doorway and into the 'john'. She
called out, "Use the soap in the cabinet." The sound of Elton
letting the water rush into the sink made Sandy think of how she
could use Elton. "What's taking you so long? Just let them soak
in the sink and come back here."
Elton came out of the bathroom and faced Sandy. He tried to
hold her around the waist and kiss her, but she turned her face
away from him saying, "Not those lips, stupid. The ones down
between my legs. The hot red lips that are dripping my cream. I
want you to lap my cunt. Do you understand, cuntlapper?" Sandy
laid back on the couch with her legs spread wide. Her inflamed
orifice was raised high in the air, by a pillow that she had
jammed under her arse. She commanded, "Elton, get down on your
knees and start sucking! Now!"
Elton got down on his knees, in between Sandy's outstretched
long lovely legs. He gazed into her pussy. Its gaping mouth
seemed to be dribbling out copious quantities of cream. He put
his face near to her cuntlips. He sniffed and smelled the
deliciousness of Sandy's exciting twat. He snuffed up to her
crotch and smelled her gash with long savoring breaths.
Sandy interrupted his thoughts, "I told you to suck my cunt
... not smell it. What in the hell do I have to do to make you
understand me." Her hand lashed out and struck the back of his
head a light grazing blow.
Elton writhed his hips and placed each of his hands on each
side of Sandy's inviting arse cheeks. He could feel the wetness
dribbling down from her cunt to her arse. He buried his face in
Sandy's hot, flaming, red trench and began to lick at Sandy's
little man in the boat. He licked and whipped his tongue from one
end of her flaming trench to the other. His saliva dripped
outwards from his tongue and mixed with Sandy's cunt juice. Elton
placed one of his hands on his cock.
Sandy shouted at Elton, "You bastard! Where are you putting
your other hand? Get that hand off your wang and hold my cuntlips
apart and suck, slave. Suck me out good. Don't stop and fool
around. I want to feel your hands on my cunt and only on my cunt.
Suck slave! Suck harder! Let me hear the sound! Come on,
bastard! Suck! Lick my juice! Don't waste a drop! Lick every
bit of it up!"
Elton moaned and his tongue and lips made loud slurping
sucking noises, "Slurp ... Slurp." He sucked up the delicious
white creaming cunt juice that flowed freely from Sandy's enraged
cunt. He could feel the wetness of her cuntlips and the moving of
them in and out. The little clitoris became swollen and like his
cock head grew in size until he thought that it couldn't grow
anymore. But, it did get longer. It became what he had always
read and dreamed about: a real genuine full grown spur cock. He
had heard about spur cocks. Some of them were over one inch long
and it was like sucking an extra long stiff hard smooth nipple. A
woman thus endowed could even fuck another woman by holding her
spur cock under the hood of her partner and having it pressed
against her partner's normal sized love knob.
Sandy pushed Elton's face harder into her exposed gash.
"Suck my clit! Suck my clit! Work your head up and down!
Haven't you ever sucked a man off? Move your head up and down!
Whip your tongue around my clitoris and keep your damn hands on me
and not on you. How many times do I have to tell you? Come on!
Move! Up and down! Up and down! I think I'm going to make you
suck somebody off! I think I'll make you suck my cunt out after
somebody has fucked me."
Elton became more and more aroused. He loved feeling Sandy's
spur cock in his mouth. He wondered what it would feel like to be
fucked in the arse. He wished Sandy would shove her finger up his
arse hole. "Please, Please shove your finger up my arse hole?"
Sandy slapped the back of Elton's head again and said, "Suck!
Suck! I don't want to hear any shit. All I want to do is to be
sucked. And when you are done sucking me I think I'll let you
vacuum the living room rug. Take your cock out and hold it in
your hand. I want to look down on it, while you're sucking me."
Elton continued his sucking and tongue lashing of Sandy's
pussy. He laid to one side and held his cock in his left hand.
It was still only half-hard, but it was dripping wet. He wished
that Sandy would touch his cock, but she made no move to do so.
Elton ground his hips in a circle and his cock became more wet
with his drippings by the second. He felt Sandy's cunt gash and
grind against his bruised lips. The spur cock lodged underneath
the soft part of his mouth and he sucked harder, "Slurp. Slurp.
Slurp."
Sandy continued to buck and writhe underneath Elton's working
mouth.
Elton's lips nipped and kissed her pussy lips. The inside
ones and the outside ones. His teeth nipped and nibbled all over
Sandy's hot wet box. The bucking and grinding became more furious
and frantic.
Sandy reached down and grabbed Elton's ball sac. She pulled
hard on his scrotum, trapping both balls in the bottom of the sac.
He screamed and her spasms made her twist and pull Elton's balls.
"Eiiiiii. I'm coming. I'm coming. I'll twist your fucking balls
off. I'll twist your fucking balls off."
Elton felt Sandy's powerful cunt contractions and with each
contraction he felt her hand twist harder on his brutalized balls.
The pain was intense and whatever hardness he had, left him. He
moaned, "Ohhhh. Ohhhh."
Elton's mouth was still cupped, like a suction cup over
Sandy's hot clitoris and she screamed, "I'm coming. I'm coming
again. Suck harder! Come on cunt lapper. Suck me! Suck me!
Oh, I'd love to have you always to suck me. Would you like that?"
Elton relaxed his mouth grip on Sandy's cunt and laid his
head on her thigh. He was pleased that Sandy had come so
beautifully.
Sandy raised up on her elbows and looked at Elton's face.
His eyes were shut and he was breathing hard. "How about fucking
me? Put your cock in me. What kind of man are you? You don't
even have a hard on. Don't you want to fuck me? Is that all
you're good for. What's with you? You can't even suck good."
The truth of the matter was, that this was one of the best
suck jobs Sandy had ever had, but she realized that in order to
possess Elton completely body and soul, she must always dominate
him in every way and form. Therefore, she would never let him
know how good it was. She made up her mind that no matter how
good he was, she would always give him hell when he was finished.
She pushed his head away from her now satisfied cunt and
said, "I'm hungry. Let's go out and eat."
Elton asked, "Can I go to the bathroom? I have to pee."
"Is that what you want to do? Are you sure you're not going
to go in there and jerk off and cheat me? If I come in there and
find you jerked off, I'm going to beat the living shit out of you.
Incidentally, after we eat I'm going to take you over to my girl
friend Susan's house and introduce you to her."
"I don't want to meet her. I'd like to stay here with you."
Sandy snapped, "Do you want to be with me so much that you
would marry me for the privilege?"
Elton thought for a moment. He thought of her tasty panties.
He loved the smoothness of Sandy's long smooth clitoris between
his lips and he blurted out, "Will you marry me? Will you marry
me?"
Sandy whispered sensuously, "Yes. I'll marry you, if you'll
continue to be my obedient possession and do whatever I bid you,
no matter what."
Elton gasped, "Yes. Yes. Whatever you say. I'll buy you
anything. I'll work for you. I'll cook for you. Can I wash your
panties forever? Can I hang your panties up now? They have
soaked and been washed enough. Yes. Yes, I'll marry you and
continue to be your slave."
"Okay. You can go to the bathroom now."
Elton got up and walked to the bathroom. He felt his peter
jangling between his legs. It was soft and lifeless. The cool
water that he splashed on his face revived him. He looked down at
his peter and it started to throb. He spit into the palm of his
hand and massaged the spit into the head of his cock. His thumb
made circular motions over his rapidly blooming tower. A few
quick movements and his spit clenched fist brought his prick to a
throbbing orgasm. He watched his cock spit its creaminess into
the sink and watched it wash down the drain.
When he came out of the bathroom Sandy was already dressed.
She was like a blonde goddess, above reproach on a pedestal. He
picked his clothes up and as he dressed Sandy rubbed his back and
the base of his spine.
Chapter 3
The cab ride was short and Sandy asked the driver to drop
them off at the Pussy Cat Restaurant in the village near where she
lived. She knew that the prices were high, but the food was
excellent.
They started out with a bottle of Champagne to celebrate
their engagement. As they sipped the champagne, Sandy suggested
that after dinner they rent a car and drive to Maryland for a
Justice of the Peace Wedding Ceremony. The more wine they drank
and the drunker they became, the more they wanted to be man and
wife.
Elton had found someone to take care of him, by telling him
what he could do and what he could not do. He loved sucking on
Sandy's pussy, because she was able to dominate him completely.
On the other hand, Sandy had found a slave that would do her
bidding or whatever whim she might be feeling at the time.
The Champagne flowed like the proverbial water in a fountain.
Sandy suggested that they call a Car Rental Agency so that they
could leave for Maryland and a quickie marriage, right after
dinner.
Elton was so drunk and so horny that he just didn't give a
damn, besides which he had half a dozen charge plates and credit
cards in his wallet. With an air of bravado he hollered after
Sandy that he'd pay the agency an extra fee if they would get a
limousine with a chauffeur assigned in less than an hour.
Sandy came back beaming, "The agency has promised to have the
chauffeur driven limousine waiting for us in front of the
restaurant within the hour. Let's have another toast?"
Elton signed for the dinner with his charge plate and
generously tipped the waiter and head waiter. The doorman
informed them that their chauffeured limousine awaited them.
They introduced themselves to the tall Negro driver, whose
name was Paul. Paul opened the door of the car for Elton and
Sandy and made sure that everything was to their liking. There
was a freshly chilled case of Champagne that she had ordered, in
the limousine's refrigerator. Sandy poured them each a glass of
Champagne as the limousine sped on its way.
They arrived in Elton, Maryland in the wee hours of the
morning. The sun had just started to paint the horizon a fight
azure color. The low buildings that they passed were silhouetted
against the ever brightening sky.
Paul drove with ease and with an almost fantastic skill. His
large black hands held and moved the steering wheel with sometimes
a gentle touch and sometimes an almost violent grip. Paul was six
feet tall, but gave the appearance of being shorter because of his
stocky build. His hair was close cropped and jet black in color.
Its kinkiness blended with the smoothness of the skin on his face.
His eyes were large like two dark almonds and his lips were full
and sensuous. He looked like he was a real good fucker, because
he always made a point of wearing tight pants that outlined his
enormous wang.
Sandy broke open another bottle of Champagne and just as its
foam was spouting out of the bottle end, Elton said, "Honey, can
we stop. I have to see a man about a horse."
Sandy giggled back, "Elton, let me see your pretty cock? Let
me see if you really have to make a pee-pee?"
Elton fumbled with his zipper and finally was able to let his
flaccid meat peek out of his fly. "That Champagne that we have
been drinking sure makes me dizzy. Are you dizzy honey?"
Sandy laughed, "You're damn right I am. What do you think we
should be? We drank half a case of God damn Champagne and my
pussy is just itching and creaming."
She noticed Paul pick his ears up when she spoke about her
hot creaming pussy. She reached forward and stroked the back of
Paul's neck and noticed that Paul gave a slight shiver. Sandy had
vision of Paul or some other big black man fucking Elton in the
arse hole and perhaps having Elton suck her pussy after another
man had dropped his hot heavy load inside of her. Sandy felt her
pussy squeeze and contract.
Sandy reached down into Elton's open fly and her fingers
grabbed at his piss filled cock. It wasn't hard and it wasn't
soft. It was just sort of swollen. She shook his cock back and
forth and felt the swollen veins in his balls. "Oh, yes honey you
have to piss. I'm glad you asked me if we could stop."
She touched Paul on the back of the neck again and asked him
politely to pull over to the side of the road so that everybody
could piss.
"Yes, ma'am. I'll pull to the side of the road as soon as
this car in back of me passes. The road sure is deserted at this
hour. If you want I'll also be able to get rid of the empty
Champagne bottles." Paul pulled the car to the roadside and
turned the engine off. He left the parking lights on and ran
around to the side door of the limousine and opened it for the
future Mrs. Silver.
Sandy swung her legs towards the open door exposing her
beautiful auburn colored fuzz of her crotch. In each hand she
held on an empty Champagne bottle for Paul to get rid of ...
Paul looked up from Sandy's wide spread crotch and took the
empty bottles from her hand. He stood motionless and Sandy did
not make a move or even cover her exposed tanned inner thighs.
Sandy reached down and grabbed her bikini panties and ripped
outwards, "I won't need these on if I'm going to piss, and man I
have to piss. It looks like my future husband is all crapped
out."
Paul placed the mouth of one of the Champagne bottles up
close and barely touched Sandy's now exposed cleft. He tipped the
bottle upwards and the cool leftover Champagne bubbled onto
Sandy's pubic hair and hot trench. Without another word Paul got
to his knees and his tongue licked the Champagne from Sandy's
crotch.
"Go ahead Paul. You can suck it," she teased, "Would you
like to?"
Paul suddenly glued his mouth to Sandy's wet pussy hole and
his tongue explored its inner recesses. He pulled away from Sandy
and looked in the direction of Elton who was passed out or in a
state of semi-consciousness. Paul's fear of Elton dissipated
itself and he blurted out, "Let me suck your piss? Let me drink
your hot yellow urine? I want to feel its hotness running down my
throat." He glued his lips around Sandy's pee hole and sucked. He
felt Sandy grind her hips on the seat and push her hot box hard
against his face. Her swollen clitoris throbbed in his mouth and
he marveled at its length and size. He watched the hairy mons
above Sandy's cleft, and at about the same time he felt her hot
yellow urine, pissing and running into his sucking mouth. He
swallowed hard and somehow hit the happy medium of being able to
absorb Sandy's hot outflow as fast as it fell from her cunt into
his belly.
"Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Honey please, I have to piss. What are
you doing?" Elton moaned.
Sandy directed Elton to, "Get the fuck out of the car if you
really want to piss." She pulled hard on his swollen staff and
dragged him out of the limousine door by the cock.
Elton stumbled and fell forward, but was supported by Sandy's
hand holding his flaccid joint. He felt Paul come to his left
side and support him. He heard Sandy's voice boom in his ears.
"Go ahead honey, piss. Piss if you can." Elton strained and
finally his already overloaded bladder that was almost paralyzed
from its fullness allowed some Piss to trickle out of his cock.
Sandy winked at Paul and gently massaged Elton's cock. She
moved her fingers gently up and down the short length of his
shaft. She felt his piss dribble from his swollen cock hole. It
was as if his joint had swelled so much that it had closed the
urethra and his hot piss had difficulty finding its way through
its door.
Paul's flashing smile let Sandy know that he was amenable to
almost any game that she might play. He spoke softly, "Allow me
to help you, Mr. Silver. Be careful that you don't fall."
Elton nodded his head, "Thanks Paul. I'm embarrassed, but
I'm sure you understand. Somehow or other I just can't seem to
pee. Ahhhh. Ahhhh. It is coming now. It's coming now. The
piss is just coming. Ohhhhh. It is so painful and yet so
pleasurable."
Sandy once again caught Paul's eye and nodded in the
direction of Elton's now yellow streaming limp dong. She wrapped
her fist around Elton's softness and squeezed very hard. Her
sudden squeezing cut the flow of piss off very sharply and
painfully. She heard Elton gasp and pull his hips in backwards.
Then she relaxed her grip and Elton's dong commenced to dribble
again.
Paul supported Elton as his knees buckled from under him,
when Sandy had chopped the urine flow off again, very suddenly.
Paul reached down with his left hand and started to stroke his
hard outlined cock. He heard Elton groan and Paul's cock became
steel hard in his pants. It throbbed and dripped and he felt that
everyone of his arse clenches squeezed more of his thick semen
into his cock, from his balls.
Sandy allowed Elton to finish peeing. "Paul, when we get to
the Justice of the Peace, will you be our friend and stand up for
us? It would be nice to have you witness our wedding. Isn't that
so Elton?"
Elton nodded his head and said, "Yes dear. Whatever you say.
You know I'll do whatever you say. Can we get started again? I
would like to be yours as soon as possible."
Sandy shook Elton's peter and gave it a hard twist for good
measure. The hard twist made Elton cry out and Sandy smiled, "All
right honey. Let's go back now. We are only a few minutes away
from the justice of the Peace and then, you'll really be my slave.
Isn't that what you want?"
"Oh, yes. Yes. I want to be your slave. I want to do your
bidding."
The Justice of the Peace did his job in the short space of
ten minutes. Paul gave the bride away.
Now they were Man and Wife: or should we say, Slave and
Owner!
After the ceremony they all piled back into the limousine and
Paul headed towards New York City.
Elton fell asleep and Sandy leaned back and contemplated the
wild things that she would do with her new husband Elton. 'Sandy
Silver, Sandy Silver,' she repeated over and over to herself. 'It
sounds good, if I do think so myself.'
Her thought returned once more to Elton Silver. She
fantasied Elton being tied to her wall naked and being made to
watch her get fucked by another man. Perhaps she'd have Paul fuck
Elton in the arse and play with his cock or maybe Tom. Elton
could suck off Tom's dog. Bijou was black and white and his dog
balls swung low and his cock was heavy when it extended itself.
She always use to like to watch Tom getting fucked in the arse by
his dog.
She thought to herself, 'I wonder if Elton bruises easily. I
guess I'll have to be careful where I beat him, because of his
job. I can always whip him with my riding crop where it won't
show. Or I can tie him up with hard rough ropes. It will be
great fun to ride his naked arse all around the house while I whip
his arse hard.' She pictured the red welts rising and the blood
staining the inside of her thighs. She put her finger up her
skirt and gently massaged her swollen spur cock. She shut her
eyes and moved her pinching fingers faster and faster. The cream
came out in torrents and she shuddered from the tense orgasm.
She opened her eyes and saw Paul's knowing face in the rear
view mirror. He had seen everything and now it was his turn to
smile and wink his eye at her. It was beautiful. He understood.
Sandy shut her eyes again and before she knew it she was being
awakened by Paul. The limousine door was open and her apartment
awaited them.
Chapter 4
A few weeks went by and Sandy and Elton set up housekeeping
at her house. However, she never allowed Elton to give up his
bachelor apartment. Elton liked the idea of being married and
still having an apartment to himself. Basically he was like a
recluse. His apartment was in a nice modern building. The
carpeted hallways deadened any sound that was made and it was a
quiet kind of building. His apartment consisted of an L-shaped
room, a very small modern kitchen and the latest in tiled
bathrooms. It could really have been made into a very pleasant
place, but as Elton is Elton, there were piles of magazines
stacked up against the wall. In the middle of the floor there
were three suitcases that had been purchased for three different
occasions. The first one was three years old and had been
purchased for a trip to Florida. The second one was bought for
California. The latest was from Bermuda. All three suitcases sat
there with their lids gaping open and still partially packed with
new and soiled clothes from each of the individual trips. Mixed
in among the debris were stacks and stacks of Sunday Newspapers.
The slick covered magazines were piled so high that they leaned
against each other like many drunks trying to hold one another
upright. Near the telephone, which sat on a desk next to a wall
was a long clip board and upon closer inspection Sandy knew that
Elton was a methodical record keeper.
"Do you mean to say that you list every phone call that you
make? You mean to say that your so God damn petty that you have
to know exactly what time you dial, the number to whom you spoke
with and how long each phone call lasted. I'll be damned if I'm
going to write down each fucking number that I dial. You cheap
recluse son-of-a-bitch. I ought to knock you on your arse. This
place is like a little old ladies house, bare aseptic and sterile.
That's what you are. I'll bet you really can't even get a hard-
on. Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen your prod
look like a hard cock. Come here you son-of-a-bitch and stand in
front of me when I'm talking to you. You no good bastard."
Elton shuffled over towards Sandy, who had now seated herself
at the desk. He spoke as she picked the receiver up and dialed a
number; "Is this close enough dear? Should I come closer? Write
down the number that you dial on the first column of the pad
honey. The time now is eleven-fifteen a.m. Write the time in the
second column. The name of the person goes in the third column
and the number of minutes you are on the ..."
"Son-of-a-bitch! You miserable bastard!" Sandy lashed out
with her hand as she spoke. The back of her hand caught Elton on
the cheek. "Paul Hi. This is Sandy. We're finally set up.
Would you like to come to dinner tonight at my apartment in the
village? ... Yes. Yes. We'll expect you at about ... excuse me
Paul ... Elton you son-of-a-bitch." Sandy reached forward and
grabbed Elton by the balls. She felt them through his pants and
underwear and with a hard tug, she pulled him closer to her. She
motioned Elton to silence and commanded, "Drop your pants,
bastard!"
Sandy heard Paul say, "Gee, Sandy. It sounds like you're
going to have a real good time. It's very nice of you to invite
me to your party and I'll see you later." Paul hung up.
Elton stood before Sandy. His trousers and drawers in a pile
around his ankles. His grey pubic hair made his beginning to
blossom boner look like a stunted tree in a grey forest.
Sandy said, "Get your Goddamn peter out of my face and let me
finish my phone calls and I'm not going to make any Goddamn list
out either. You have your nerve. What in the hell do you think
I'm going to do ... make your shitty list for every phone call.
You just paid my phone bill for $130.00 and you didn't blink an
eyelash, so what in the hell is this Goddamn nonsense about?
Elton interrupted, "Sandy, you know the bill for your phone
was $133.65 plus tax and ..."
"You bastard. You cheap no good bastard. You have your
nerve bringing the exact amount of my phone bill up into this
matter. You're lucky to have the privilege of having my bills.
Just because I allowed you to pay several thousand dollars,
doesn't mean you own me. Because buddy, get this straight now ...
I own you. You are my slave and you had better God damn well toe
the mark." Sandy suddenly swatted Elton's growing dong. Her
fingers stuck the head like two or three thongs of a vicious whip.
His cock shriveled to a fraction of its former size. It was
wrinkled and hung very, very soft and limp. The head laid up
against his balls flat. Sandy stood up and shoved Elton up
against the wall and started beating on him with both her hands.
She grasped the hair on his head and pounded Elton's head against
the wall. She said, "Wipe that smirk off your face. You haven't
seen anything yet, buddy."
Elton's wang began to grow again and he knew that Sandy also
knew what was happening.
Sandy said, "Oh, what have we here? It looks like you're
finally getting a hard-on. Come here baby. Let me feel your
prod. It looks like it has a little tear in its eye also."
Elton jutted his hips outward and his cock stood out from his
body rigidly. He felt Sandy put her palm and fingers into his
crotch and her cupped hand formed a tight jock strap. Her hand
restrained his now throbbing cock. Elton said, "Oh please. Kiss
it. Kiss it." He felt Sandy's hand encircle his shaft. Her hand
started to slide up and down his smarting cock. The semen oozed
outwards and made his stick slip back and forth on a grease of
sperm.
"Enough of this, you fucker. Get down on your knees." She
released Elton's cock and it swung upwards slapping his belly. A
bead of semen flicked from his cock and struck Sandy on the neck.
It's whiteness made her tan look even darker. "You shit head.
You bottle of piss. You slimy mother. Come here! Bend your arse
and lick your slime off my neck! I don't want any of that shit.
Come on. Huffy up, you bastard!"
Elton leaned forward saying, "Oh yes! Tell me what to do.
Tell me what to do! Your wish is my command." He felt Sandy's
hand grab his ears and draw his puckered lips to the gob of semen
on her suntanned neck. His lips touched her neck. It was soft
and warm and he could feel the blood coursing through her body.
His lips felt the wet semen as they sucked inward. Elton felt
Sandy push him away by the ears. He shut his eyes. He knew that
she was trying to lock her eyes to his. His protuberance bounced
in an arcing motion as he stood upright once more.
Sandy took his cock in her left hand and the thumb and
forefinger of her right hand grabbed the throbbing mushroom. She
pinched hard and brutally at the mushroom and his cock lost its
hard-on and became limp. "On your knees! On your knees? Come on
stupid. Get down." Sandy hiked her mini skirt up above her waist
and squatted down into the desk chair. She felt Elton get between
her legs. She saw that his eyes were shut and his cock was limp,
but still wet.
Elton gasped, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Can I suck your cunt.
Please, Please let me suck your cunt. Let me make you happy.
Please."
His eyes were still shut and he heard Sandy's command, "Open
your eyes! Open your eyes! Watch what you're going to do. You
are going to put your finger between the lips of my pussy and feel
my cream dripping and running out of my hot love hole." Sandy
brought her hand around and gave Elton a sharp slap on the side of
his face. "Open your eyes stupid. Look at what you're doing.
You are not paying attention."
Elton opened his eyes and begged. "Please. Please. Let me
keep my eyes shut. Let me suck your beautiful cunt? Please let
me suck and eat you? I don't want to open my eyes."
"Elton, I'll tell you what to do and when to do it. Now open
your fucking eyes and look at my hot cunt." Sandy put a thumb on
each of Elton's eyelids and forced open his eyes. His lips were
moist and the saliva trickled over the red rim of his lower lip.
Sandy could almost feel Elton's slippery wet lower lip
underneath her little man in the boat. She could grind her hot
wet hole up against his soft red mouth. "Come on stupid. Put
your finger in the cunt hole. Do as I tell you. Don't you like
to look at my red hot quim? Don't you like to see the white cream
oozing and pouring out of my honey pot? Can you see my protruding
love knob quivering for you to suck on it like a small prick.
Don't you love my spur cock? I bet you've never had one of those
before. Your lucky to have me. I'm a very unusual woman. Did
you know that I could fuck you in the arse, if I wanted to. Maybe
if you're real good, I'll let you watch me fuck someone with my
spur cock. Did you know my girt friend Susan and I always tucked
each other. She is the only girl I know who is built like me.
You should appreciate me better and when I command you to do
something; you had better perform. At tonight's party, you will
see some of my toy collection. In fact, I have a couple of things
planned to try out on you. Now, open those eyes and suck my red
hot dripping cunt. And no nonsense!"
Elton took his forefingers and thumbs of both hands and
opened Sandy's luscious looking hot creaming pussy. He gazed into
the very depths and saw her vagina squeezing as though her cunt
were saying, 'suck me ... suck me ... suck me.' He saw that her
spur cock was becoming more inflamed and swollen and his own wang
began to throb once more. He peered up into Sandy's eyes and
quickly lowered his head and began licking the pubic hair that
surrounded Sandy's excited gash. He smelled the sweetness of her
womanhood juice as it poured from her volcanic erupting pussy.
His hands ran up and down the outer wet hot lips of him trench.
Elton began to lick the outer lips of Sandy's hot steaming sex
hole and he continued licking down to her arse hole. He ran his
tongue around the brown rim of her arse, licking and sucking at
the short hairs. He put his tongue into her arse and tried to
grasp at the sphincter muscle that was rapidly contracting and
expanding.
"Mother fucker. Cunt lapper. What do you think you're
doing," as she grabbed a handful of his jowl and pulled his still
puckered lips away from her bung hole. "Suck my cunt. You
bastard. I told you to lick and suck my cunt good. You are so
stupid. I ought to call you Dumbo, because by the time I am done
with you you'll have ears like a fucking dumbo!"
Elton winced with pain and proceeded to stroke his tongue
from the bottom end of Sandy's gash to the top where her spur cock
stood out and upright. He twirled and twirled his tongue around
her spur. Every once in a while he placed his complete mouth on
her nib and just sucked. Sometimes he nibbled at the outer and
inner lips of her fiery cunt. He ran his two hands up and down
along each side of her cuntlips as his tongue continued sucking.
He knew this excited Sandy even more by her jerking movements. He
wished that he could touch his cock. He wondered if Sandy would
allow him to touch his cock. "My cock aches. Please let me touch
it. Please let me touch it," he whimpered.
"Keep sucking. Keep sucking. Don't stop! No you bastard!
Keep your God damn hands off your insignificant ugly cock. You
call that damn thing a cock. Why just look at it. It can't even
stay up. What do you want, Bamboo poles to tie around it or maybe
I should take you to a doctor and let him put a splint on it to
hold it stiff? Let's face it. You just can't cut the mustard. I
don't think you ever could. I think the good Lord just made you
for me. I think, I alone understand you."
Elton glued his lips to Sandy's writhing red clit and sucked
harder. His mind was thinking about the nasty and sexy things
Sandy had said and his wang was throbbing. He thought to himself,
'Why won't she touch me? Why doesn't she let me suck her breasts?
Why can't I play with my throbbing wang. It is almost ready to
burst.' He started sneaking his hand away from Sandy. He was
glad that she didn't feel him remove his hand. 'If I only touch
myself. If I can only touch myself. Oh, please let her allow me
to, touch myself. I can feel my juices bubbling in my balls. Her
cunt tastes so good. Oh, how I'd like to put my cock in her cunt.
I love to clean every drop of sperm from her lovely luscious
sopping wet pussy.'
Sandy's eyes were narrow slits of lust and she was disturbed
and angry that Elton was trying cheat her. 'What right did he
have to take his hand from her hot pussy and to try to touch and
satisfy his own cock. He had some nerve. He isn't a man. He's a
slave. He's my slave. He reminds me of a eunuch!'
Elton touched his hot hard-on and his hand cupped and
uncupped the head slowly. The semen leaked and made his hand
slippery. Sandy's spur cock took on a new dimension. It was as
if it were a little boy he was sucking. Her spur cock was just
like a small prick. He moved his sucking lips up and down the
length of her wee prong and he remembered the time when he was a
young boy and he use to try and suck his own prick. It was hard
to assume the position. As a matter of fact, no matter how he
tried to suck his own prick he just couldn't bend over far enough.
When he was a little boy and he use to jerk off six and seven
times a day with vaseline. He used to imagine his own lips
sucking himself off. In those years the orgasms were fresh and
blinding. He didn't even know what they were until one of his
friends started to play with him and really bring him to a climax.
From then on, the two friends used to go up to the attic to jerk,
suck and generally fondle one another. They even use to fuck each
other in the arse. Elton especially enjoyed this.
Sandy's eyes fell to Elton's hand and her mind rebelled at
the sight of Elton making a spectacle of himself. She wishes that
she were at her apartment where she could properly chastise him
for this infraction of her new rules. Somehow in his own
apartment he seemed to take it upon himself to try some sneaky
maneuvers. Sandy stood up suddenly knocking Elton backwards on
his butt. His hand was still clenching at his beating throbbing
wang.
"All right you bastard. Try this on for size."
Sandy's foot kicked out and her pointed toe that protruded
out of her black leather boot caught Elton in the groin dropping
him to the bare floor. Sandy's foot ground against Elton's groin
pinning him to the floor. Her eyes roamed the apartment looking
for some substitute to use as a whip or toy on Elton.
Sandy knocked a stack of magazines over and jack rolled Elton
on top of them. At the same time she reached down and stripped
the leather belt from Elton's pants. She folded it in half and
whipped his prostrate naked body across the buttocks. She swung
the belt in rhythmic motions cutting back and forth. Each sweep
raised a red welt on his arse cheeks. She muttered half to
herself, 'Just wait until tonight! You mother fucker. Son-of-a-
bitch. I'll make you pay for this!' Elton rolled to his back
exposing his belly, chest and balls to Sandy's punishing whip
slashes. He felt them bite into his tender nipple tips. He held
his hands up and pleaded, "What did I do? What did I do? I'm
sorry! I'm sorry! I won't do it anymore! I promise."
Sandy lashed out once again and with extreme accuracy caught
his cock and balls with one swipe of the make shift whip.
Elton screamed, "Eiiiiii. Eiiiiiii." His cock throbbed and
two small squirts of juice flew from his cock hole, but before the
orgasm finished itself or really got started he had lost his
hardness. He watched Sandy move a stack of magazines in front of
the desk chair that she had been seated on. The stack of old
magazines was about cock high from the floor, if Elton stood on
his knees in front of the chair. Sandy resumed her position, cunt
exposed and spread legged in the chair. The stack of magazines
was directly in front of her.
"What are those for, dear?"
"Get over here on your knees, Dumbo!"
"But, the magazines are in the way, dear."
"Listen stupid. Get on your knees in front of me. The
magazines are supposed to be between us. All right Dumbo, put
your cock on top of the magazines!"
Elton's hand reached down and took hold of his flaccid tool
and gently laid it on the cool stick paper covers of the magazines
that were piled high in front of him. "Do you want my balls on
there, too?" His eyes were shut.
"Open your eyes. How many times must I tell you." She
punctuated her last statement with a slash of Elton's belt on
Elton's now flattened out tool that was supported by the
magazines. Sandy kicked her boot off with a swinging motion of
her leg. The boots that she wore were made of a very soft kid
leather and hugged the calves of her legs. The zippers allowed
for this type of quick removal. Sandy's foot was still raised
high as the boot flicked across the room and struck the far wall,
upsetting Elton's broken down non-playing old style phonograph.
Elton winced, "Please be careful honey."
"Oh, shut the fuck up." Sandy placed her foot on top of
Elton's cock and balls forcing his limp peter down onto his ball
sac in-between both balls. She rolled the ball of her foot back
and forth and Elton reached forward to touch her breasts. "Did I
give you permission to touch me stupid? What the fuck do you
think you are doing? You started to suck my hot pussy, so why in
the hell aren't you. Just wait until I get you home."
Elton licked his own lips with his tongue. The taste of her
cunt juice was still on his chin and upper lip. The moisture from
his saliva re-awakened the cunt smell and taste that Sandy had
left a little while ago. The thought of having his lips glued to
her flaming orifice again raised Elton's desire. It heightened
his desire to please Sandy. After all here was her slave. He
flicked his tongue around the whole genital area and gradually
narrowed himself down to the sensitive area of Sandy's inner lips
and base of her spur cock. He felt Sandy's foot grinding down
hard on his limp penis. The more he worked her cunt and the more
feverish she became; the more he felt his sex being punished.
Sandy writhed and squirmed with great pleasure. The
sensations that her private personal cunt lapper gave her raced
through her vagina into her belly making her nipple tips itch, and
tingle. She released her hands from Elton's head and moistened
the thumb and forefinger of both hands in the mixture of saliva
and cream that dribbled down Elton's chin. This slipperiness when
applied in a pinching sliding action of her nipple tips made Sandy
moan, "Ohhhhhhh. Ouuuuuuuuooooo."
A certain gentleness manifested itself, but she screamed out.
"Suck. Suck. Let me hear. Come on you cunt lapper. Come on you
cunnilingus. Do the only thing you're good for. Suck! Suck!
Lick my spur cock. Can you feel it throb?" Sandy's eyes narrowed
still further. Now they were mere slits of desire and lust, ready
to explode. She started to tremble and the muscles in her thighs
stiffened. She shook as if she were cold and her love juices ran
from her cunt onto Elton's tongue and down into his throat.
"Slurp ... Slurp ... Slurp ..."
"That's it mother fucker. That's it bastard. Suck me. Suck
me! Suck my juices out. Don't drop one little bit. Don't you
wish I were your mother. Didn't you ever want to suck and fuck
your mother? Your mother was your master, wasn't she?" She felt
Elton's lips sucking and nibbling more furiously at every part,
nook and cranny fold of her almost ready to come hot fiery cunt.
She stiffened her legs, convulsively and pinched her nipples with
all her strength. Her head fell back over the chair and her
blonde hair hung straight downward. Her eyes were white and her
belly muscles were drawn inwards. Sandy's cunt dilated and drew
back. The juices flowed heavier and the tingling built to a
crescendo and violent orgasmic climax.
Elton felt Sandy's foot relax and just rest on his crushed
cock head, shaft and balls. He removed his lips from the smaller,
but still inflamed spur cock that now relaxed in between Sandy's
hot nether lips. "Can I go to the toilet now?" He waited for an
answer and asked again, "Please may I go to the toilet?"
Sandy whispered, "Yes. I have some phone calls to make."
"All right dear, you don't have to write the information
down. Tell me and I'll write it for you."
"Fuck you. If you're going; go. This sure is a dump, but
you can keep it. While you are in the bathroom, wash your cock in
ice cold water."
"Why, cold water?"
"So you won't beat your meat, stupid. Anyway I want to get
the hell out of here. So hurry up. I have to prepare dinner for
Paul tonight. He's coming over. Maybe I'll even invite Tom and
his dog Bijou over. You know he lives next door to me. So hurry
up. Put your arse in gear and straighten yourself out. Chop!
Chop! Let's go!"
Chapter 5
Sandy was an excellent cook and she prepared a smorgasbord
table. She had prepared Swedish meatballs, all kinds of fishes,
salads and various other side dishes, such as macaroni salad,
coleslaw, potato salad, baked beans and an assortment of cold
cuts. Also she laid out, salad dressing, pickles, pickled pears,
green olives, black olives, raw onion rings and sour cream. The
final touches were added with the two main courses: a large
stuffed Turkey at one end of the table and a cold huge fish
covered with mayonnaise at the opposite end. It really looked
nice and almost too pretty to touch. The lights from the hanging
candelabra gave the room a very, very close and intimate feeling.
Sandy's apartment had been set up for love. Her Hi-Fi sounded
beautiful, especially since she had several stereo speakers in
different parts of her apartment.
The lights were low and the music from the Hi-Fi was purring
softly when the buzzer to Sandy's and Elton's apartment sounded.
Sandy turned to the full length mirror and adjusted her baby blue
see through mini shift dress. It would have left nothing to the
imagination except that underneath its transparent lace frilliness
there was a bikini type pair of very sheer powder pink lace
stretch panties that showed every curve of Sandy's magnificent
figure. Her large pink nippled breasts were held loosely in a
very brief powder pink lace mini bra. Her golden hair fell to her
bare shoulders and this accentuated her black braided leather
headache band stretched across her forehead. Sandy's long shapely
legs were covered from the instep to about one inch below the hem
line of her leather boots. The boots left her toes exposed. When
Sandy walked, you could see that her bikini panties were of a
special design. As she strolled towards the door the crotch level
hem raised slightly and the candle light played on her pink pussy
lips that were exposed by a tailor made slot in the bikini panties
crotch.
Sandy opened the door and there was the handsome face of her
next door neighbor. "Hi Tom. I was just thinking of coming next
door and inviting you to this little informal gathering. You know
how I am with preparing food. Food is like sex. I must have a
tremendous amount of it. You wouldn't believe it, but late this
afternoon cooked all of this!" Sandy turned and with a flowing
motion of her arm pointed to her opulent smorgasbord set up.
The candles flickered and Tom asked, "May I bring Bijou in
also?"
"Our kind of party wouldn't be a party, without Bijou! Sure,
bring him in. Maybe I'll let you teach Elton how to take care of
Bijou so that when you go away on weekends Elton can feed, walk
and generally take care of your dog just as you would, if you were
at home."
Tom tugged on the leash that he had around his dog, Bijou's
neck. Bijou was a large spotted Dalmatian. His coat was
beautiful and he wore a lovely jewel studded collar around his
neck. His dangling balls were super developed and his cock hung
out of its sheath like a flaming red piece of meat. Tom's gold
colored, three button breasted jacket set off his ruddy looking
complexion. He had high cheekbones, full sensuous lips and a
square chin. When Tom looked at you, it was as if he were
questioning you with his eyes, that were boyishly innocent
looking. His eyebrows appeared on his forehead. Tom was gay, but
from the way he dressed and looked you could never guess it. His
hands were those of a man who had at one time done heavy labor.
His fingers were thickened and calloused. You could see the
tendons move on the backside of his hand underneath the developed
blue veins.
"Hi Elton! This looks like a real feast fit for the kings!"
Tom ran his fingers over the back of his head smoothing down an
imaginary strand of hair. His brown hair was parted on the left
side. The right side was combed backward diagonally across his
head in a straight sweep.
Tom was in show business. His barber styled his hair to
accentuate his young little boy like look and demeanor.
"I'm glad to see you Tom and I wish that I could see more of
you, but Sandy sends me home practically every night. It's sort
of funny to have a bachelor's quarters and still be married, but I
kind of like the idea. So you like the Sterling Silver Dinner
Service that I have set out now? I wish that I could afford a set
for my place, but Sandy says that I don't need any. What I don't
understand is why I have to sleep on an army cot in the foyer,
when I'm allowed to stay over."
"Elton, Elton ... Elton. Why don't you shut your Goddamn
mouth, because you haven't anything to say anyway really, and
besides which, I don't want to here it. Now please, dear set the
biscuits out. I just heard the bell in the oven signal they are
ready."
Sandy had been looking at Elton and it was obvious that
Elton enjoyed being married to Sandy. The outfit that Elton was
wearing was preposterous. He was barefoot and had silver shackles
encircling his ankles. His wrist bracelets were almost identical
except that they had some Chinese or oriental art work engraved on
their surfaces. Elton was wearing white silk bell bottom
trousers.
Elton's shirt was a transparent aqua colored affair with
ruffles running down the front and was covered by a thinly woven
Cashmere vest. His peter was plainly outlined in his trouser leg
and laid there limp looking. The only time that it had showed
signs of life was when Sandy started to berate him. At that time,
Tom thought he had noticed Elton's dong throb.
Elton came back into the living room with a tray laden with
biscuits. Sandy and Tom were seated on the sofa sipping drinks.
"Where's mine?" Elton whined, with a hurt look on his face.
"Oh, Elton, don't be such an arse. Answer the door Elton.
Can't you hear the bell ringing? Man alive, are you stupid. Come
on get your arse into gear and open the fucking door."
Elton trotted to the door obediently and called out, in a
whining manner, "Whooooo's theeeere? Caaaannn you reppppeat
that?"
"God damn bastard, just open the fucking door. I can hear
Paul saying his name from here. Why in the hell do you have to
make such a project out of something so simple. I guess it's just
that you're simple. Now get that fucking door open!"
Paul stepped through the door smiling to Elton, "Damn Elton.
I would have thought you learned something by now. Wow! What a
spread! Hiya Sandy! You sure do look gorgeous." Paul was
wearing a bold tattersall plaid sport coat which was perfectly
matched to his light and lively looking blue slacks. The end of
his trousers just barely touched the glossy black leather
moccasins on his feet. Paul was an impeccable dresser.
"Paul, I'd like you to meet Tom."
"Tom, I'd like to introduce you to Paul--this is Bijou, Tom's
dog."
Paul reached down and petted the dog and said, "Gee. He is a
fine looking animal. Has he had any training?"
Tom's eyes flickered to a smile and he conceded that Bijou
had been taught just a few tricks. "Maybe later, I can
demonstrate some of them for you. Bijou just loves to perform,
right Bijou?"
Bijou eyes perked up at the mention of his name. Bijou knew
what Tom was talking about and he wiggled his arse playfully.
"Elton, get Paul a drink, please dear."
"What does he drink dear? Does he drink Champagne or maybe
I'll mix up one of my highballs. Or would he like some wine? You
know we have red wine and white wine and sweet wine ... but most
people prefer to have a Sparkling wine with this type of dinn ..."
"Goddamn it. What is this nonsense? What in the hell are
you talking about. This is not the time for a dissertation. Man,
I said move your arse. Get him a drink, not drinks. Now Paul,
sorry about this. What would you really like to have?"
Paul replied, "Whatever you are drinking."
"Elton, shake your arse. You heard the man."
Elton shuffled over the bar and made Paul a drink. As he
padded back, he tripped over his own feet and poured the drink
over Sandy's pink and blue shift. The cold drink with its ice
cubes made Sandy jump to her feet from the shock. She screamed.
"You Goddamn stupid son of-a-bitch. You are the clumsiest ...
you're the dopiest. Dumbo. Dumbo, now you've done it. You have
finally done it!"
Sandy stood in front of Elton. She continued to shout, "I'm
taking off my shift, my panties and my bra. Open your eyes stupid
and look at me. Stop shaking. I want you to get on your knees.
I'm going to make you suck my cunt." Sandy suddenly started to
pummel Elton's shoulders as he stood in front of her.
Elton fell to his knees and he picked up Sandy's shift and
tried to cover her exposed beautiful large titties with it.
Sandy wrapped him across the head with her open hand. "Kiss
my toes! Aren't you glad I had these open toe boots made
especially for you. Come on stupid, kiss them!"
Elton leaned forward and kissed Sandy's exposed toes. He
licked them with relish until Sandy again commanded him, "Get my
riding crop! I feel like riding. Come on stupid move your arse!"
She turned and looked towards Paul and Tom on the sofa.
Paul and Tom were locked in a hot embrace. Tom's hands were
stroking Paul's excited prong. The light from the candles threw
long shadows across the bulge in Tom's crotch.
Paul slouched downward in his seat and spread his legs wide
apart. His eyes were shut and he felt Tom unsnap the waist band
of his powder blue form fitting slacks. His silk undershorts did
little to hide his big black hard cock. It throbbed against its
silken bonds. Paul spread his legs wider and he felt Tom tug at
the elastic of his almost transparent undershorts. With half
closed eyes he saw his beautiful rampant phallus throb. The head
stretched itself into a wide brown knob.
"Go ahead Tom. Take a swat at it. Have you ever been sucked
off by a man, Paul?"
Paul's head was lying back. He was breathing deeply. The
aphrodisiac that she had put in the ice cube water evidently had
taken effect. She knew that her cunt was on fire and Elton's
attitude pleased her. He was docile.
Elton trotted back to Sandy's side. The riding crop was in
his hand, "here is the riding crop, dear. You did want the riding
crop didn't you. I didn't know which one to bring you. You have
a black one and a white one and this brown one."
Sandy frowned and arched her eyebrows. She looked downward
at Elton and said, "Why the hell did you bring the three of them.
You know I like the white one." She took the white riding crop,
stepped back and slashed at Elton's face. "Tell me why I like the
white one, Elton? Does it work better or is it because of its
color? Anyway take your God damn fucking clothes off. I want to
be able to get at you good. I want you to be my personal pony.
Besides, which, whoever heard of a fucking pony wearing clothes.
And you are my pony and I am going to whip your arse!"
Elton was naked and folding his clothes, when he felt Sandy's
riding crop cut across his arse. "Eiiiii Eiiiii eiiiii." Elton
continued to fold his clothes.
He heard Sandy's voice thunder, "You dumb son-of-a-bitch.
Get on your knees." Elton fell to his knees in front of Sandy and
assumed an almost praying position. His head was turned upwards,
hands were clasped in behind of his back and his eyes were shut.
Elton's cock was in semi-hard condition and Sandy reached down and
pushed it from side to side with the end of her riding crop. Her
other hand reached over and picked up two of the aphrodisiac
loaded ice cubes. Then she laid down on the gold and black
leopard skinned rug.
Elton watched Sandy lie on her back and spread her legs. He
saw her gaping trench, hot and wet in front of him. He was glad
that Sandy had commanded him to open his eyes a few moments ago.
He looked to the left and saw that Tom was on his knees and
sucking Paul's rampant black prong. Tom's right hand was working
up and down the red meat shaft that hung out of Bijou's sheath.
Bijou just laid there oblivious to everything. Paul's hand was on
top of Tom's bobbing brown head. He felt Tom's tongue move around
his hot knob. Tom's hand kept moving up and down Bijou's cock and
his tongue whipped around and around on Paul's inflamed cock head.
Every once in a while Paul felt Tom's tongue dig and gouge, and
try to plough up his piss hole.
Elton was happy. Tom and Paul were so involved with one
another that they did not see his nakedness. Elton turned his
head back again towards Sandy's hot red slot and he saw her shove
two ice cubes up into it.
"This is the ice for your drink, Elton. Two ice cubes shoved
up my cunt." Sandy rolled back, throwing her legs outstretched
into the air. Her hands held her hips in a bicycle riding
exercise position. "All right Dumbo, pour the wine over the
Spanish Fly ice cubes in my cunt!"
Elton shuffled over on his knees to the table. He looked at
the bottles of wine, trying to decide if he should have the white
wine, the red wine or what kind he should have. He thought about
different taste of each kind ...
"You bastard. Where are you? Fucko! What are you doing?
Get the white wine and get back over here. Your ice cubes are
melting."
"But ... but ... I don't know which wine to bring. Shall I
bring the red wine, or the white wine
"Dumbo! Jerk! Bastard! Get your arse moving and just bring
any kind of wine. Don't you get it? Do I have to spell it all
out for you. I want you to drink your wine with ice cubes from my
cunt. Now get any wine and bring it over here. It doesn't matter
which, because it will be cunt flavored wine, especially put out
by Sandy, Inc. You dumb arse hole."
Elton grabbed the first bottle of wine his hands reached and
shuffled back to Sandy's outstretched legs and arse, still on his
knees. His hips swung back and forth and his wang began to grow
from the sound's of his master's voice. "Here is the wine dear.
I brought you the red wine, because it mixes well with your lovely
tasting cunt juice." Elton poured a little of the wine into
Sandy's cunt and leaned down between her outstretched legs to
drink his drink.
"No, no stupid. Put enough wine in for a real drink. I want
it to mix with the ice cubes if there are any left yet. In fact,
you had better add a couple of more ice cubes."
Elton reached over and picked up another ice cube in his
right hand. The thumb and index finger of his left hand pushed
Sandy's cuntlips apart. He placed the ice cube right on top of
the honey pot hole and with a quick shove he plopped it inside.
He felt his wang start to stretch and grow and he savored the
feeling. He put the mouth of the wine bottle to Sandy's gaping
hole and poured wine on top of the ice cubes in Sandy's vagina.
"All right stupid. Drink your drink. You wanted it bad
enough. You've been sulking every time someone puts a glass to
their lips. Now suck. Drink your drink!"
Tom and Paul looked up and Paul said, "A toast to our lovely
hostess. Well man, just don't look at me, drink! Let me see you
suck your old lady's cunt!"
Tom patted Bijou and said, "Go get it Bijou. Go get it."
Bijou stood up and his raw meat hung out. With a little urging
from Tom, Bijou bounded over to Elton. He put his cold snout up
against Elton's cock and his tongue flicked out against Elton's
pendulous ball sac.
"Do you like Bijou's tongue on your cock, Elton? Come on
stupid, take one second and answer me."
Elton lifted his mouth for a moment and blurted out, "It
feels different dear. I've never had a dog suck or lick at my
cock. It does feel different. It sort of feels good. It reminds
me of the time ..." and he heard Sandy interrupt.
"Bastard, I don't need one of your fucking spiels now. Just
suck and drink your drink and shut up!"
Bijou's tongue flicked around and around Elton's crotch
balls, arse and shaft. His twirling tongue had been in and out of
Elton's arse hole and Elton had enjoyed the feeling. This is what
he wished Sandy would do sometimes.
Tom and Paul got up from the couch and moved closer so they
could watch Elton drinking from Sandy's upturned cunt and Bijou
sucking at Elton. They enjoyed watching Bijou. Tom nudged Paul
and pointed to the way Bijou was able to flick and jam his tongue
practically all the way up into Elton's arse hole.
Tom commanded Bijou, "Bijou, fuck! Fuck! Come on boy. Up
and at 'em. He helped Bijou put his front legs around Elton's
waist. Then he deftly guided Bijou's cock so that its small very
pointed head rested against Elton's saliva wet brown rimmed arse
hole. Bijou knew what to do. He humped his hind quarters and his
prod pushed and opened the tight sphincter muscle. Bijou's cock
must have been about five inches long and he had it jammed up
Elton's wiggling arse hole like a sword in its scabbard. He had
it ploughed so deep into Elton's arse hole that Elton was forced
to raise his head from Sandy's upturned hot cunt. He was still on
his knees and Tom now stood in front of him. Tom was naked and
his large circumcised cock bobbed up and down in front of Elton's
eyes. It was fully eight inches long, and about an inch and one-
half thick. It throbbed and was alive like a gigantic pink
skinned snake. The urethra was swollen and purple veins were
outlined under the thin soft skin covering Tom's large tower.
Sandy opened her eyes and lowered herself from the bicycle
riding position. She got to her knees along side of Elton.
"Watch what I do! Watch! Elton, just watch!" She turned her he
and gently sucked in one of the balls that dangled beneath Tom's
large prod. It was a large mouthful and she had difficulty
sucking it all in, but she finally made it. She felt its hardness
and the muscle attaching it to the crotch inside of the scrotum.
The flat of her tongue felt the canal that carries the sperm
upwards and pumps it through the urethra. Her finger reached up
and touched the hole of Tom's cock. It was wet and slippery.
"All right, Elton. This is what you do. Come on. Do like I
showed you."
Elton stayed on his knees, but dropped forward onto his
hands. He looked like a huge hairless dog, especially with Bijou
pumping his red meat up Elton's inflamed arse hole. Elton felt
Bijou's grip around his waist become stronger and harder. The
dog's motions became more convulsive and Elton felt a knob grow on
the end of Bijou's plowing red cock. The dog shuddered and Elton
felt the spasm run through the dog's cock that was so deeply
buried up his arse hole.
"Damn it Elton. What makes you so slow. I guess I have to
ride you and break you. Do you remember? Your so fucking stupid,
I'll show you again!"
Sandy threw one leg over Elton's buttocks. She held the
white riding crop in her hands and said, "Giddyap Elton.
Giddyap." Sandy brought the riding crop down smartly across
Elton's bare rump once, twice and the red welts started to raise
on his soft arse skin.
He felt Sandy's bare arse and hot cunt press against his
back. Her open cunt felt hot and wet as it kissed his vertebra
with its open mouth. He felt the cunt juice dribbling out. The
wetness made Sandy's open mouthed cunt slide easily over one or
two vertebra. Her spur cock felt like a hard wet muscle up
against his back. It throbbed and Elton wished he could be
sucking on it now. He started to move around the room with Sandy
pulling on his hair and kicking her heels into his flanks. Her
riding crop rose and fell harder and faster and Elton crawled more
quickly around the room. His arse was smarting and red colored
marks crisscrossed his arse cheeks.
Sandy kept whipping Elton's arse and pulling hard on his
hair. Her milk white globes were thrust forward as she guided him
back so that he faced Tom's towering semen dripping tool.
Sandy kept her grip on Elton's hair, pulling backward and
whipping even harder on his arse. The white riding crop became
red stained and the welts started to open and become bloody. The
white riding crop was stained and she felt Elton's excitement
mount and Sandy knew that the ice cube aphrodisiac had taken
effect. She wrapped and pressed her legs around Elton's waist and
hips harder. Both of her feet locked in front and over Elton's
now throbbing cock. His hot juice dripped in beads on Sandy's
clenched feet. Sandy pulled hard on Elton's hair, making his lips
touch Tom's extended cock.
"Open your eyes, stupid. Look what I have for you Elton. I
want you to suck Tom's tool." Sandy reached around and pulled
downward on Elton's chin. She looked up and said, "Go Tom."
Tom pushed his cock head into Elton's mouth. He felt Elton
convulsively wrap his lips around his blood swollen shaft.
Sandy climbed off of Elton's back and continued to swipe at
his blood streaked buttocks.
Elton pulled his head backward off of Tom's hot cock. "Oh, I
want to suck your cunt. I want to suck your cunt, Sandy. Fuck me
in the arse, Paul?" Elton resumed his sucking, slurping and
licking. He liked the taste of Tom's hot joy juice. His tongue
continued to wrap itself around Tom's rampant engine of love. His
flicking tongue touched the sensitive nerve endings around the
glans head of Tom's swollen and very excited cock.
Elton heard Sandy command, "Swallow! Swallow! You Goddamn
mother fucker. I'm going to make Paul fuck you in the arse. Come
here Paul. Let me feel your big gorgeous cock."
Paul moved close to Sandy and said, "Here baby. Hold my hot
meat in your loving hands. Do you feel how excited it is? Just
look how big it is growing? It must be eight inches long and at
least two inches around. Look Sandy, look at my love juice coming
out of the hot hole."
"I want to suck it Paul," Sandy cried. "I want to taste your
hot sperm. Come on Elton suck Tom's cock. Fuck. Don't stop.
Elton when I tell you to open your mouth, you take your head from
Tom's bursting cock and turn it upwards.
"I'm going to give you a taste of Paul's lovely hot sperm
that is mixed with my saliva. Come on you dumb bastard, suck.
Suck harder and keep your Goddamn fucking eyes open. I want you
see the hard fat dripping cock that you are sucking. Let me hear
the sounds also, Dumbo."
"Tom, why don't you pull on his ears. Maybe they'll stretch
just like Dumbo so that I can really call him Dumbo and mean it."
Tom moaned, "Ohhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Suck it, you son-of-a-bitch."
Elton's head bobbed up and down. Up and down and he felt
Sandy's hands pinching the raw bloody arse cheeks. It made his
cock throb and dribble, but he wasn't allowed to touch himself He
remembered Sandy's words, 'Keep your fucking hands off yourself,
bastard. Do what you're supposed to be doing. Suck! If you take
your hands off of me, it is just like cheating me.' He well
remembered when Sandy had punished and put her foot on top of his
cock and balls while she finger frigged herself, "Slurp ... Slurp
... Slurp ..."
Sandy leaned down in a squatting position so that she could
better suck Paul's lovely throbbing full blown cock. She admired
its blackness and its apparent strength. It was nice to see a
real cock. She was so used to seeing Elton's dangling wang that a
lovely juicy hard stiff prong was right up her alley. She might
even like it shoved up high into her cunt. Her cunt was already
creaming and throbbing with hot desire. She was thinking about
what she was going to do to Elton. She would take the hot semen,
dripping that she had sucked from Paul's cock, roll it around her
tongue and command Elton to open up his mouth. Then she would
take the hot gob of sticky come and drop it in one big sticky
piece into Elton's open mouth. She pictured Elton's mouth like a
baby bird's with his mouth; wide open waiting to be fed by his
mother. Sandy decided that now was the time to tie Elton up.
She took her lips from Paul's cock and kept the great big
lump of dribblings in one piece. She held it at the base of her
mouth and she bellowed. "All right stupid, take your mouth from
Tom's cock as soon as he comes and don't you dare to swallow it."
Tom grasped and pulled hard on Elton's ears. He ground his
arse back and forth. "Elton suck, damn you. Suck. Don't play.
Take it all. I want you to suck me. I'm going to come in your
mouth now and I'm going to hold your head down. Paul give me some
help! Hold Elton down for me."
Elton sucked furiously licking and sucking at Tom's throbbing
cock. He liked the taste of Tom's semen. He was afraid to tell
this to Sandy as she might get angry with him. "Slurp ... Slurp
... Slurp."
Paul moved over near Tom and Elton saying, "Okay Tom. I love
to watch Elton making you happy. I love to see his lips
encircling your beautiful prong. Just imagine you're getting a
virgin! Look Sandy. See how beautiful Tom's cock is moving."
Paul grabbed Elton's head and firmly held it on Tom's cock. Elton
was unable to do anything except suck and suck.
Sandy remarked, "Yes, that's right Paul! Elton has never
sucked a man off, much less held the man's come in his mouth. I
wish you would come Tom. Come baby, come. Now let me see you
come."
Tom moaned, as he ground his hips in a tighter circle. His
face was a beautiful contorted spasm. "Ohhhhh Ohhhhh. Ahhhhh.
Lovely ... Ahhhh. I'm coming. I'm really coming. Keep sucking.
My cock is buried to the hilt. Yes suck." Tom came. He held
Elton's ears and pumped Elton's head up and down over his spitting
exciting coming cock. The juices sprang from Tom's hot excited
cock hole and struck the roof of Elton's mouth.
As Tom stepped back, Sandy said, "All right, Elton open your
mouth. Open your mouth! God damn son-of-a-bitch! I told you to
keep your eyes open. You are a dirty mother fucker."
Elton turned his mouth away from Paul's cock and said, "Oh
honey. Oh honey. I need to come. I need to come." Elton
reached down to touch his half-hard dribbling dangling peter.
"Mother fucker, I told you time and time again, keep your
hands off. Don't cheat on me. And damnit don't swallow Tom's hot
beautiful white sticky sperm. Come on open your mouth. Open your
mouth so that I can drop Paul's load in it and mix it with Tom's."
Elton tipped his head sideways and opened his mouth wide. He
felt Sandy's pursed lips above his gaping wide, sperm filled
mouth. He saw Sandy's lips get kissed shaped. Then with a quick
motion he felt her drop her hot load into his mouth. "Ohhhh.
Ohhhhh. It's so hot and sticky." Elton's eyes were closed.
"Open your eyes, you son-of-a-bitch. Close your mouth,
bastard and swish and swirl the mixture around your mouth. Don't
swallow it! Taste it! Taste it! Enjoy it."
"This is fantastic. This is wonderful." Tom murmured, "I've
never seen anything like this. I've never really had a scene with
a woman. It is fantastic. It is wonderful. It makes my cock
want to get hard again."
"Elton stop jerking off. Quick Paul, grab him. Tom you
also, please."
"Have you got the mixture up good yet? When it's good and
mixed I wish your master would allow you to spit the whole
conglomeration into your hand and jerk off with it." Paul backed
up and waited for Elton to go through and perform his bidding.
Sandy commanded, "You heard him slave! He is my guest so do
his bidding. No nonsense now. No shit. Just do what you're told
to, when your told to and shut up. A slave would be seen and not
heard."
Elton put his palm that was pulled from his cock in front of
his drawn in puckered-up lips. His tongue pushed forward and
picked up the hot white sticky mixture from the base of his mouth.
"Ohhhh. It tastes so good. Can I keep it in my mouth a little
while longer? Can I please keep it a little longer?" Elton begged
and pleaded with Sandy.
Sandy resisted the urge to slap him and said, "Stupid, just
spit it into your hand and obey orders. Maybe I'll let you jerk
off."
Tom and Paul both had their hands firmly around Elton. They
were eagerly watching his every move. They were waiting to see
what Sandy wanted them to do with Elton. "Boy, this is great fun.
Are you enjoying this Elton?" asked Paul.
"Well, I don't know. I never have done it before. Now I
liked the softness and hardness of Tom's prick when I was sucking
it. I think he is a little longer than me. At least that is the
way it seems to me. I think maybe Paul's prick is longer. I
don't know ..."
"Dumbo, you stupid bastard! Don't give me any of your long
involved explanations. Of course, both Tom's and Paul's pricks
are longer than yours. Was there really any doubt about this? I
have never even seen you with a 'prick'. I wonder if you ever had
a prick. Now take that love juice and rub your penis with it. I
want to see you masturbate yourself. Keep your fucking eyes open.
If I told you once, I've told you a million times, watch what
you're doing!"
Elton enjoyed hearing Sandy's voice telling him what to do.
Now things were all right again, because his master had told him
that he could play with himself. His wang rose slightly from the
sound of Sandy's voice. His prong throbbed and he remembered
Tom's cock as he had sucked on it. He reached down on his cock
and started to rub it and play with it.
All three pairs of eyes were fastened on Elton. Even Bijou
ambled over to see what was what. Bijou took one look at the
scene and trotted over to Tom and began to lick Tom's arse. From
the dog's actions everyone except Elton, could feel the softness
of Elton's wang.
"Sandy, can I suck your cunt please? May I taste your sweet
love juice? I want to put my lips tightly around your beautiful
spur cock and feel it grow inside of my mouth."
"No, you may not suck my pussy. I want Paul to fuck me and I
want you to watch. Just watch that nice black juicy cock fuck
your wife. You cock sucker! You bastard! Tom and Paul, please
take Elton over to that chair and tie him up with those rough
strong ropes. Make certain that he has a good view of my rug over
here. I want him to see our next scene so that maybe Dumbo can
learn a few things. It's time we really showed him the ropes."
Paul and Tom dragged Elton to the chair and tied him
securely. They placed the ropes inside the ankle bracelets and
pulled each leg to the edge of the chair and wound the rope around
the chair legs. Then they took another rope and again fastened it
to his wrist bracelets. Paul and Tom tied each rope firmly to
each arm as they had with his legs. There was a strap already in
the chair and they fastened this across his chest. He really was
well positioned. Tom pushed a button and raised Elton's chair up
two feet to enable Elton to view the scene better.
The chair was one of Sandy's elaborate sex toys. It had all
kinds of straps and binding built into its back arms and seat. It
also raised up and down about three feet and could even be made to
lay flat as a bed.
Elton had allowed himself to be literally picked up under the
armpits by Tom and Paul. He had enjoyed the feeling of them
dragging him across the room. It made his slippery, slimy cock
start to get hard. Elton still had not achieved an orgasm. He
had anticipated the cold feeling of the black leather seat back on
his bare skin. The anticipation of having to sit in a hard
leather covered, high armed and straight backed chair made Elton's
cock become more stiff than usual. His cock in an almost partial
erection swayed up and down, bending at the root. "Eiiiiii.
Ahhhhh. Oouuuuuuuoooo."
"Shut up Elton. Do you want us to gag you?" Sandy instructed
Paul who now stood on Elton's right to take the leather thongs
that came out of the chair arms and fasten Elton's arms with them.
"Okay strap the arm down Paul. You do the same Tom."
Elton screamed, "No. No, I don't want to be gagged."
Sandy retrieved her white blood spattered whip and stood in
front of Elton as he was being tied. She saw his cock standing
almost upright. She lashed out with the riding crop catching
Elton once across the base of his cock and on the return stroke on
the tip. "That's better. Don't insult me, and shut up. Look at
all that slime oozing out from your cock hole. Are you sexy?
Does mama make you sexy?"
"Ohhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Oh Sandy, Oh Sandy. I want to suck your
cunt."
"No, mother fucker. No. Just keep your eyes on me and watch
the fun and shut up." Sandy stretched out on the floor in front
of Elton. She saw Paul and Tom like black and white statues
standing on either side of Elton. Their cocks were slimy and
glistened as they worked their hands up and down their gleaming
rampant shafts. One black and one white. "Tom! Pinch Elton's
nipples while you jerk off."
"Paul, stop jerking off and get down between my legs and fuck
me in front of Elton. I want to see how you do it. I want him to
see a big strong masculine cock fucking his wife. I want him to
know that I enjoy feeling your black hairy balls that are filled
up with white sticky heavy sperm beat against the crack of my arse
cheeks."
"Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh. Sandy, don't let him come near you. Let
me suck it for you. You know how I love to suck your pussy.
Don't let him fuck you. Let him fuck with Tom. I want to jerk
off while I suck your cunt."
"Ha ha. You think you know what's going to happen, don't
you. What would you like to happen? Well I'll tell you mother
fucker bastard, Paul is going to fuck my cunt the way it should be
fucked. He is going to shove his large, hard black juicy swollen
tower into my flaming red hot belly. I am going to fuck him. I'm
going to pump every bit of his black seed from the reservoir of
his balls. Just you watch and see. See what you should be doing.
Don't you wish you could fuck me way?"
"Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhh." Elton thought to himself, 'I wish I
could fuck Sandy. I wish she didn't have to let that man fuck
her. His cock is beautiful. It is so strong and hard looking. I
don't want to watch him fucking my wife. I wish I wasn't tied
down and that my cock was big and strong like his. Maybe if I try
real hard I can imagine that I am fucking my wife, instead of him.
What is the matter with me? Aren't I her slave? Yes, I am her
good slave.' "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh, Sandy please let me just suck
your cunt. I'll do it good. I promise."
"Oh, dry up Elton. You are beginning to sound like a broken
record. Can't you see this beautiful black juicy prong. Can't
you see Paul getting ready to fuck me. So shut up or I'll shut
you up." Sandy again lashed out with the whip landing it right on
top of Elton's dangling wang.
Paul was like a bitch in heat only in the reverse. He put
his large black hands on Sandy's smooth round, and very large jugs
and pulled them up to his lips. He started to suck on her jugs
and he could feel Sandy quivering underneath him. "Tom come and
join me. Let us share this love together. Come and suck my cock
while I nibble and suck Sandy. I want to eat this baby, before I
fuck her. Elton, are you watching? Watch me! See what a real
man can do. Your wife tastes delicious."
Tom strode over to Paul. He had been watching Paul attacking
Sandy and had thought that perhaps Paul's cock would be wasted
only on Sandy's pussy. But here was Paul asking him to come and
suck his beautiful prong. "Sure, Paul I love to have my lips
around your lovely big tool. Man, I sure love this fucking scene.
Bijou get over to Elton and lick him. Just enjoy it. Get with
the scene Bijou. Elton, watch me fuck your wife. That is what
I'm going to do. I've never fucked a girl, but I think while Paul
is fucking Sandy, maybe I'll fuck your wife in the arse hole."
Elton groaned, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh. You both are going to fuck
my wife. Ohhhhh. I wish that I could get my wang hard enough to
fuck her. Maybe shell let me suck her cunt later. Ohhhhhh."
"Shut up Elton. Just watch the scene. Oh Paul that feels so
good. How did you know that I love my nipples to be licked and
sucked. Oh Paul, the way you kiss my neck and run your lovely
thick wet tongue up my neck and into my ear. It's delightful. I
am anticipating your lovely cock in my hot cunt hole."
"Tom, oh Tom, you suck my cock just the right way. I love to
feel your tongue swirling around the head and when you put the tip
of your tongue into the little hole, it drives me crazy. I am
licking Sandy's neck now and I can feel her twisting body
underneath me. She is like a hot coal burning with desire. Can
you feel her heat? Reach your hand out and touch her arse."
Tom reached out and put his hand between Sandy's arse cheeks.
He really had never fooled around much with women as it wasn't his
specialty. But Sandy felt good to him. He ran his finger tip
around and around her brown rimmed arse hole. He could feel her
quivering and she was so hot to his touch. He dug his other hand
in Paul's groin and moved his mouth quickly back and forth and
around Paul's now very swollen hot know. He thought to himself in
his typical manner, 'Maybe I can suck him off before he can fuck
Sandy.' Tom really wanted to eat all of Paul's delicious tasting
juice. 'Why should it be wasted inside a cunt?'
Elton continued to watch and groan, "Ohhhhh."
Sandy said, as though reading Tom's mind, "I am going to let
Elton suck my cunt after Paul drops his hot load deep into my
belly. Elton can you see me? Look at me Elton. Open your
fucking eyes! Can you see these two beautiful pricks? They are
both mind. Don't you wish you could be a real man? But I guess
there is no hope of your wang ever becoming a real wang."
Sandy felt Paul's hot lips sucking her body. It was as
though he was eating her alive. His huge black creamy tongue
flicked back and forth finding every crevice and tender sensitive
spot in her body. She was in ecstasy and this was her night.
"Ohhh Paul, Tom ... you are both so wonderful. Tom I can see your
lips and mouth completely engulfing Paul's phallus deep inside of
your throat. I can see by your eyes that have become narrow slits
that you are really digging his hard delicious juicy prong. Suck
Tom. Suck! Oh Paul ... Please fuck me, fuck me."
Paul said, "Not yet baby. Let me lick you some more. I want
to really eat every part of you. I want to drink your piss.
Please lay back and enjoy baby. I'm glad you dig watching Tom
suck me, because soon I'm going to take my throb engine and plough
it in you so deep that you'll scream for me to stop. Look at
Elton's face. That bastard no good husband of yours has shut his
fucking eyes again. What is with him?"
Sandy leaned back and flicked a switch lowering Elton almost
to the ground. Grabbing her whip she began to beat him. She was
so angry that she did not listen to his screams. "How dare you
make one of my guests angry? You are my slave and you know that
you are here to please me and to please my guests."
Elton whimpered, "I'll be good. Ohhhh. Please don't whip
me. Let me suck your cunt. Stop this fucking. I can suck you
..."
"Shut up bastard. I want to fuck these beautiful cocks.
What's with you? Are you dizzy in the head or something. Keep
those fucking eyes open. Just watch Tom and Paul use their
beautiful tools on me." She lashed out once again with the whip
and it landed right across his balls.
Elton moaned, "Ohhhhh. Ahhhhh." Secretly though, he felt
his wang growing each time Sandy shouted at him. He was beginning
to enjoy the scene and his ears had really perked up when he heard
Sandy mention that Elton was to be allowed to suck her pussy.
Elton felt that he had better keep his eyes glued to his wife's
pussy while it was being fucked so that he would not miss the
chance to suck her lovely cunt. He remembered the delicious taste
of Tom's juicy cock when he had pumped it dry. The taste had been
delicious and he wondered if Paul's flavor was the same.
Tom continued to suck Paul's swollen rod and play with
Sandy's arse hole. He thought about jamming his rod into her
tight arse and decided that maybe it would be just the right size.
He always liked small tight holes because they could really
squeeze and grasped and suction all of his cock to a complete
satisfying finish. Lifting his head from Paul's cock, he said.
"Oh Paul, you have such a delicious tool, but I would like very
much to fuck Sandy in the arse. Would you mind! I really don't
want to offend you because you know how much I love to suck you
off."
Paul stopped sucking Sandy's tits. They had become swollen
from his kisses and you could see tiny bluish marks running up
each side of her neck and all around her beautiful white mounds.
The nipples had been stretched and pulled taut and were standing
very erect. They were almost begging to be sucked. "Tom! I dig
you fucking Sandy in the arse. Man, I just dig that scene. Do
you mind if I join the action and I'll get my hot hard prick
inside of her inflaming trench and maybe if we both push hard
enough we can feel the tips of our cocks through the thin membrane
separating the anus from the vagina.
"Elton, open your eyes and feast upon the three of us now.
Just watch what you are missing. If you are good, I'll let you
suck my cunt out. Bijou come over here. I want to see Elton suck
your raw meat cock while I'm being fucked. That's a good boy
Bijou." Sandy rolled to her side to allow Tom to start the
action.
Tom's cock was swollen and ready to burst. The veins were
rushing the blood to its very head and the knob was swollen and
extended. He took a big gob of Paul's sperm from his mouth, where
he had been saving it, and put it on his hard anxious prong. His
probing fingers opened up Sandy's brown rimmed arse hole. He
placed the tip of his cock against the rim and began to push it in
and out. At first only the very end of it would go in. He was
afraid maybe Sandy wouldn't be able to take it. He worked the tip
in and out until her arse seemed to open up and beg him to jam his
tool deep within her. He buried it deeply within her arse and he
could feel her muscles squeezing and teasing his complete prong.
She had somehow managed to engulf it to the hilt and he was
enjoying all of the sensations. "Oh Sandy, this Is so exciting.
Are you enjoying it?"
"Ohhhhhh. Ahhhhh." Elton had been watching Tom shove his
eight inch prick deep inside of his wife's arse hole. He envied
every inch of Tom's beautiful cock. He wished that it was his
broken down wang that was ramming and jamming itself inside of his
wife.
"Tom, your cock is so delicious. It feels so good. Do you
like the way I move my arse back and forth on it? Is it all
really inside of me? Elton are you seeing this? I'm being fucked
in the arse with a large wonderful cock. Now watch what Paul is
going to do. Can you see Elton? Answer me dummy! Answer me when
I speak to you!"
"Yes! Yes Sandy. I see you. Please may I suck you? Please
may I suck ..."
"Shut up. That's enough lip you Goddamn no good bastard.
Paul where are you? Please fuck me now Paul. Drive your
beautiful ten inch prick home. Now?"
Paul was ready and willing. He sandwiched himself up against
Sandy and threw one leg over Tom's arse. "You don't mind, do you
Tom?" He didn't wait for an answer, but drove his swollen prod
deep inside of Sandy's waiting hot dripping wet love hole. He
wanted to try and reach up to her mouth with his prong, so that
she could taste it.
Bijou padded over to the scene. His large round low hung
balls swung in the air and his red raw meat prong was growing
larger. He stood over Sandy's face and waited for Sandy to begin
to suck him. He knew that she wanted to suck him.
Elton thought to himself, 'She sucks the dog and she won't
even touch me. She let's Tom fuck her in the arse and she won't
let my wang near her arse. She let's Paul fuck her pussy till
it's all beat up and I never get my prong near it. Oh, well I am
her slave, her one and only slave. I can suck her cunt. Maybe
she'll even let me hold my wang and jerk it off?'
Tom was humping Sandy's arse and the beating of the two cocks
inside of her made Sandy bounce back and forth between them. Tom
felt Sandy's quivering arse hole pinch the end of his rampant
engine. The driving of Tom's cock made the sexual pressure in his
balls build up till he hollered, "I'm coming. Can you feel the
squirting sperm through the thin membrane that separates us Paul?"
Paul responded, "Yes! Yes! I can feel the throbbing of the
head of your cock. Keep coming. Keep coming. Do you like to
watch your wife being buggered and fucked in front of you?" Paul
kept up a running commentary on the staccato spasms that Tom sent
through to him.
Sandy felt her spur cock being crushed up against the hairy
base of Paul's throbbing and convulsing prong. Her little man was
stiff as a poker and the entire length of it was sensitized.
Every movement made Sandy scream out her ecstasy in obscenities.
"Fuck. Cunt. Prick. Arse hole. Bastard. Do you like what you
see Elton? Isn't it juicy to watch and see me being done in by
these two beautiful studs? When they are done I'm going to make
you suck me out. Do you hear that you bastard? I really want to
make you crawl. Crawl over and suck my arse hole out also. Hear
me, you bastard? Open your eyes and look you filthy swine
lowlife!"
Elton shuddered and opened his eyes to the sight of his
keepers in the throws of a wracking orgasm. He moaned, "Ohhhh.
Ohhhhhhh. Please let me suck your arse hole. I want to taste
Tom's come as it drips out." Elton strained forward against his
bonds. He felt the rough ropes cut against his flesh and it made
his cock attain a full erection.
Bijou continued to lap at Elton's cock head and swipe his
rough tongue across Elton's balls. Elton cried out, "I'm going to
come! I'm going to come Sandy! Please let me come."
Just as the first beads of semen made themselves visible at
the top of Elton's cock he felt the stinging bit of her riding
crop across the inflamed knob. His red tool shriveled to it's
normal condition just as she felt her own torrents of love gush
out and surround Paul's ploughing driving, prong. The juice
saturated the black bushy down on Paul's pubic mound.
"Iiiiieiiie."
Sandy started to scream. "Eiiiiii. Ahhhhhh.
Eieieieieieieieieiei." The sound became louder and louder.
"Ohhhhh Ohhhhhh. Errrrrr. Ahhhhh." She felt Paul turn his head
away because she knew that she was screaming uncontrolled in his
ear. She felt Paul's body quiver, jerk and twist as he ground his
prong into her very stiff spur cock.
"OhhhhhOHHHHHHHHH ..."
She felt Tom's orgasm coming again. He was fantastic. Two
in a row. Wow! She also thought of Elton and said, "Are you
watching you bastard? Are you watching? I'm going to clench my
arse cheeks and cunt together and hold all this delicious come
inside of me so that I can make you suck and lick every bit of the
drippings from my hot sex holes."
Quickly she pushed Tom and Paul away from her. She slapped
her right hand over her inflamed gaping red gash to hold the come
up inside of herself. She clenched her arse cheeks in a spasm and
held the juice from dripping out of the arse hole and down her
legs. "Untie him! Untie that dirty mother fucker. Now is the
time. Paul, free the bastard. Tom, please help him. Can't you
see if I move, all of your splendid drippings will drop out of my
body and we'll cheat my slave from his pleasure."
Tom and Paul quickly untied Elton and laid him on the ground
flat waiting for Sandy's juices. Tom held Elton's arms above his
head. Paul sat on Elton's stomach. His cock almost reached
Elton's chin. He reached in back and grabbed Elton's balls and
pushed downwards. He twisted at the same time.
Sandy hovered over Elton with her hand still clutching her
fiery burning red trench closed. She squatted downwards and
pressed her slimy brown arse hole up against Elton's pursed and
already sucking lips. "Suck Elton. Suck. Suck all of Tom's
sperm out of my arse hole. You're my slave."
She felt his lips encircling the sphincter muscle; and his
tongue darted in and out of its tight circle. Sandy moaned,
"That's good ... that's good. Clean it up, you bastard!" She
strained herself and let loose a gigantic fart and she felt Elton
breathe and suck everything inward. Sandy exclaimed. "Ah, that
cleans the tubes out good. This is a good ream job. Ohhhhh."
Tom and Paul pressed Elton even tighter to the floor as Sandy
reversed her position and moved forward. She placed her gaping
wet red split on Elton's slippery come wet face.
Sandy started to move her sopping wet cunt that was dripping
with Paul's sperm up and down and across Elton's face. She felt
his clutching searching, sucking lips brush all over her slippery
slimy crotch. The gyrating arse and cunt that Sandy had pressed
all over Elton's face suddenly centered itself over Elton's
sucking open mouth. She felt his tongue dart inside against her
labia majora and inner lips. His stroking tongue brought out
another torrent of her sweet love juice. This also mixed with
Paul's sperm and was immediately driven down Elton's throat.
Sandy moaned, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. It feels so good to drop
my whole pussy full into my slave's mouth. I can feel my spur
cock. It is about ready to explode. Ohhhhhh. Ahhhhhhh."
Elton opened his mouth wider and sucked all the delicious hot
dripping juices out of his mistresses love hole. He caught every
single drop in his mouth savoring the individual taste. He could
first taste the semen of Tom when Sandy had allowed Elton to suck
her arse. Then he tasted Paul's mixture on top of Tom's. It was
delightful. He could feel Sandy's spur cock still growing under
his nibbling and sucking. His tongue swirled up and down the
entire length of her gash. He nibbled at the base and head of her
inflamed spur cock. He felt her grind and heard her moans. He
knew that now his time had come to please her.
Elton felt Paul's hand come away from his tortured balls and
grasp his dripping wet, half-hard wang. Elton wished that he
could tell Paul to slide his hand up and down more quickly and not
let his scum dry up. He couldn't talk, because he knew now that
it was almost time for Sandy to drop her load into his waiting
sucking mouth.
"Let me feel your tits and squeeze your nipples while you
grind away against Elton's mouth. I've never squeezed a woman's
tits before Sandy and the thought excites me. I hope you don't
mind my experimenting," Tom whispered. It was as if Tom was so
hot and horny that his vocal cords only allowed him to whisper.
"Please. Please Sandy?"
Sandy nodded her head, 'yes' and also grabbed Tom's nipples
between her fingers. She ground her arse even harder against
Elton's sucking mouth. Sandy moaned, "Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. I'm
coming. I'm coming. I feet like I'm out of this world. Like I
am floating in a blue sky spread-eagle and in limbo. It's
wonderful. Keep sucking Elton. You have the right spot. Just
don't let go."
Paul bent forward and nipped at Sandy's full blown moving
buttocks. His sharp teeth caught minute quantities between them
and bit. He knew this slight pain would make Sandy spend even
harder.
Sandy cried out, "Ohhhhhh. Errrrrrr."
Elton responded to Sandy's cries by sucking and nipping more
furiously at Sandy's dripping gaping hot gash and Paul's nips that
drew blood from her backside intensified the fantastic feeling
that was making her vibrate.
Her head spun and the thought of Tom's almost virgin hands,
pinching and plucking at her nipples made Sandy throw her head
back and scream, "Ahhhhhhh. Shit! Ouuuuuuu. Fuck me! Fuck me!
Yes, hit the spot. Ohhhhhh."
Paul bellowed, "Go baby! Go!"
Sandy screamed louder, "Ohhhhh. I'm spilling my guts. This
is the fucking killer. Oh Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Tom screeched, "Come Sandy! Come! Come! Come! Come!"
"Ohhhhhhh. I'm coming. That's it. I've spilled my guts.
I've dropped my load. Come on you mother fucker suck my cunt out.
Clean it up. Get every drop. Here, this will help wash it down."
Elton felt Sandy let loose a torrent of very hot yellow piss.
He tried to pull his head away and he begged for a moment, "No.
No. No ..."
"Shut up bastard! Just drink me. Paul, Tom hold him down.
Hold this mother fucker down so I can piss in his mouth. Shit,
bastard, son-of-a-no good bitch. Now, I've got you."
Tom and Paul held the bucking Elton to the ground. They knew
he wanted to escape their grip, but it was three against one.
Elton's body bucked harder and then his fighting stopped when
Sandy commanded him to drink.
Sandy pissed in a never ending hot stream while Elton's
working sucking mouth swallowed and gobbled at her cunt. It felt
so good to be completely satisfied.
Elton felt the stream of urine trickle to a stop and then
spurt one or two times. It was a good thing that very little ran
down his cheeks and onto his chin, because he knew that Sandy
would not like that to happen. Elton's cock beat against his
belly. He was a feather's touch away from an orgasm and he wished
that Sandy would allow him to go to the bathroom and jerk off.
Paul and Tom climbed off of Elton's prostrate and naked
helpless body. Sandy ground out the last spasms of her orgasm on
Elton's mouth. She allowed Elton to lie on the floor between her
spread legs as she stood above him.
Elton begged, "Sandy, can I go to the toilet now? I must
piss."
"You dirty bastard. You just want to go there and jerk off
and cheat me. I know where your fucking head is at. I'm going to
be good to you though. I'm going to reward you. You have my
permission to jerk off right here. We all want to see how you do
it. Mind you now, make certain that you catch every drop as it
shoots out of your cock and make sure that your mouth is open so
that nothing gets on the rug. If anything gets on the rug I'm
going to chain you up on the wall and go out. Start now!"
Elton grabbed his meat in his right hand. His fist slid up
and down the length of his shaft once or twice. His eyes were
open and his mouth hovered over his bursting cock head. Elton
felt very nervous. He had never come in front of an audience. He
felt his cock start to die and shrivel so he began to whip harder
at it.
"Go man. Go! Beat that meat! Come on Elton. Let's see you
shoot your load!" Paul's word seemed to bolster Elton's flagging
strokes.
"Oh, I can see your good at this Elton. I'm going to let you
jerk Bijou off when you take care of him. That is, after you feed
and walk him. Your lovely wife, Sandy can give you instructions
later. Right now I want to see you squirt your jism into your own
mouth and swallow it!"
"Son-of-a-bitch! Dirty bastard! Cunt lapper! Arse sucker!
Cock sucker! Catch it all! Don't miss a drop!"
"Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhh." Elton groaned through his open mouth.
Sandy had commanded him to catch every drop. He felt the semen
well up in his balls and in his very raw red excited cock. A
little squirt. Then a big squirt. Then two in a series. The
spasms came long and hard. It was as if Elton's cock was gulping
up from his balls and spitting out every bit that his twisted
balls contained. "Ohhhhh, Ahhhhhh."
The semen struck his face lips and roof of his mouth. It was
hot, white and very sticky.
"In the mouth, bastard. You missed," and she rubbed Elton's
hand on his face. The sperm was slippery, but Elton like the
feeling of it being smeared around by Sandy.
"Well Elton, you didn't get it all so this is what I want you
to do. Paul and Tom are going to take me out for a night on the
town. I want you to wrap all the food up and store it in the
freezer."
Tom and Paul were dressing while Sandy continued to instruct
Elton on his duties.
"After you have completed the wrapping up of the food and
stored it in the freezer, you may vacuum the rug. Clean the
kitchen. Wash the pots and pans and take out the garbage. Do
anything else that is needed to get this house back into ship-
shape condition. When you are done with that, lock the house and
drop the key back into the mail box. You know that you are not
allowed to have a key, so don't dare to forget and keep my key
overnight. Do you hear me Elton? Do you understand stupid?"
"Yes dear. Shall I use tin foil, waxed paper or Saran wrap?
You know dear, each different food should be wrapped in a
different material."
"Oh Elton, read the Goddamn instructions. Just do as I
command you. We're leaving now. I'll call you at home and you
had better be there later. Good night honey!"
Tom, Paul and Sandy left, leaving Elton alone in his wife,
Sandy's apartment. He looked at the mountain of work which lay
before and muttered out loud, "Oh, my darling Sandy, how much I
love you. I am your slave forever."
Chapter 6
Elton folded the wrinkled brown paper sack into four
quarters. In amongst one of the quarters was a twelve inch square
piece of heavy plastic wrapping material and a twelve inch piece
of much used wrinkled tin foil. He sighed a sigh of almost
exhaustion and the exhalation made his shoulders droop forward.
His spectacles hung from one ear and rested on his shoulder. His
eyes were green blue, watery and tired. Elton licked his dry lips
that were not red. They had a purplish look to them; like the
lips of a cardiac patient. He sucked his cheeks inward and the
vacuum pulled his dental plates firmly up against his bare gums.
The sucking sound let him know that they were now seated properly.
His tongue moved in his dry feeling mouth and guided the small
bits and particles of the food he had just eaten towards his
gullet. He mused to himself. 'Gee. I wonder why Sandy hasn't
called me. After all, we are married. I can't understand why she
calls me an old maid or an old lady. I know I label everything
and I'm very particular about my purchases. I buy the best and I
don't throw my money away. I can't understand why she won't let
me fuck her. I know I could get hard, but every time something
starts to happen she screams at me. It's funny, but it makes me
hard and then for some reason it starts to die. I can't
understand it. Oh, why doesn't she phone me?' Elton continued to
suck at his dentures. There was no place that he could really
pace back and forth so he kept brushing a strand of his hair back
into place. His eyes dragged on the floor and he felt his shoes
scuff against the pavement. His hands were in his pockets and he
walked forward with dejected resolution. 'God, it sure costs
money. It's all right, I love her.'
As he walked into the large office he remarked to his
secretary, "It sure is a beautiful day, today. I hope it doesn't
rain, because if it rains, I'll get wet. I left my umbrella home
the other day when it rained and I forgot to bring the spare one
back here again."
"Oh, Mr. Silver, you're always spoofing me," as she turned
and gritted her teeth. She muttered under her breath, 'He is the
dumbest, most impossible son-of-a-bitch and the biggest pain in
the neck that I have ever met. He deserves to eat shit. How I
had the rotten luck to be his secretary, I'll never know.'
The five o'clock quitting bell jangled at Elton's thoughts.
He realized that the afternoon had flown. 'I must have daydreamed
the entire afternoon away. I wonder if I dare to call Sandy. She
only lives a few blocks from here. No, I'd better not, if I did
she would only get very angry and I love her. I love her and that
is why I do everything she says I should do."
Elton looked out the window and saw that it was not raining.
He clocked out and walked towards the subway, still dragging his
feet. The ride would be hot and he tugged at his tightly drawn up
tie and loosened it on his collar. The beads of perspiration
formed on his brow as he went down into the subway hole. He was
unaware of the dankness of the air. His thoughts flashed always
to Sandy ... her lovely gaping pussy. 'Oh, if she'd only let me
suck her pussy. I wish she would phone me.'
He allowed himself to be jousted into one of the steaming
crowded subway cars and four stops later, when the train ground to
a halt, the crowd ejected him onto the subway platform. He
climbed the steps, with the paper under his arm and hoped
fervently that his wife Sandy would call him tonight.
He picked up the same kind of TV dinner that he always
bought. The supermarket was the same. Nothing changed. Elton
walked, looked downwards and thought.
For some reason or other it seem like the TV dinner cooked
very quickly. Elton gulped it down, licked his fingers, sucked at
his teeth and laid down to rest.
Elton's floating dream of Sandy was interrupted by the
ringing of the telephone. Elton got up, looked at his watch and
remarked out loud, "Gosh it's two o'clock in the morning." His
heart began to beat faster and his breathing was heavy with
anticipation. Sometimes, Sandy called him at odd hours.
Elton picked up the phone and said, "Hello."
"Elton!"
Elton's heart leaped. It was his wife. It was his love ...
"Yes dear."
"You God damn son-of-a-bitch. You bastard. What took you
so long?"
"But dear ..."
"Oh, Elton shut up and listen to me. Dumbo, are you
listening to me?"
Elton felt his peter rise as Sandy berated him.
"Elton, are you listening Dumbo?"
"Yes, dear."
"Now listen, Elton. Put your clothes on. Get down and get
a taxi and come over to Susan's house. You have the address on
your memo pad. Get your arse into gear. Elton! Are you
listening to me?
"Yes dear. I was listening to you, but this taxi ..."
"Dumbo, do you or don't you want to see me? Now get the lead
out of your pants and move. I expect you here in less than an
hour. Do you understand Dumbo? You remember don't you dear, what
happens when you are late or don't listen to me?"
"Okay dear. I'm coming right now. Goodbye."
Sandy banged down the receiver and turned to her girl friend
and lovemate Susan. "When the Dumbo gets over here we'll throw
this flour sack over his head and tie him to the bed post. Then
we'll strip his clothes off of him and poke at him lightly. I
want him to watch how beautifully I suck you off. Do you suppose
that Jim and Pete could come down later and fuck my pussy, make me
scream and fill me up with their hot wet sperm. You know the two
black studs. I think they are groovy. They have such fierce
cocks. Susan, do you remember when you were kissing me while
Peter had his cock in my cunt and Jim ripped my arse hole?"
"Let me call them now and set it up for later." Susan wore
long mid-thigh length red fisherman net stockings. Her flat shoes
were severe in cut and design. She sat almost nude on a brown
maple colored stool. Her nude buttocks and milk white flesh made
the black garter belt that she wore stand out. She hiked her left
leg up and hooked her heel on the edge of her seat exposing her
almost hairless pink tinted slot.
Susan's breasts were full and hard. Her pink aureoles made
her firm large boobs seem larger than they really were. She had a
way of smiling a question. Susan dialed a number, sat back and
listened to the phone ring at the other end.
Sandy could not resist the pink trench that Susan without
words had asked her to suck. Sandy fell to her knees and licked
her lips. She pointed her tongue and placed her lips inside of
Susan's inviting hot trench.
"Hello, Pete. Is Jim around?" Susan felt her cunt being
sucked.
"Oh, he is. Wonderful." Susan continued to push her cunt
against Sandy's nibbling, chewing lips.
"Would you boys like to do me a favor tonight. My girl
friend, Sandy is here ..."
"Yes, yes. That's right. The one you both fucked last week.
Anyway, come on down in about an hour. Walk big and tall. Fuck
her good, fill her up and then we'll make her husband suck your
drippings from her cunt while he is chained or tied to a bedpost."
"Good, I'm glad it appeals to you. I'll see you both in
about an hour. Bye."
Susan pushed Sandy's head away from her glistening pussy and
said, "Later, baby later. Tell me about your new husband Elton.
What's he like, etc."
Sandy started at the very beginning and by the time she got
through with how she had met Elton, the doorman called up and said
that a Mr. Silver was downstairs and calling.
There was a gentle wrapping at Susan's door and Sandy got the
flour sack ready to throw over Elton's head.
Susan opened the door and Elton stepped in. Before he could
say a word, Sandy threw the flour sack over his head. Susan
tripped and threw Elton to the floor at the same moment. Before
Elton knew what was happening he was blindfolded and his hands
were tied in back of him to a hard object.
Susan quickly closed the door and said, "Gee, Sandy, it
worked just as you had planned. Now let's get his clothes off. I
want to see what this mother fucker looks like."
"But ... why are you doing this? Why are you doing this?
Oh, Sandy, I love you. I love you ... I ..."
"Shut up Elton! I see you still haven't learned, Dumbo!
When will you ever learn to shut your fucking mouth? Come on
Susan, get his pants off and I'll remove the flour sack. He knows
what will happen if he moves or resists me. Besides I want him to
watch us loving each other. I want him to see me when I get
fucked or when I get on my knees and suck your delicious hot cunt.
Where are your dildos, Susan? Please, would you mind getting
them?"
"Oh Sandy, I missed you. Why didn't you call me. I really
miss ..."
"Dry up Elton. Don't bother me or interrupt me while I'm
getting undressed. It is nice to see you, but you don't have to
yaki-yak about it. Now if you want to stay, shut up!"
Elton looked fondly at Sandy and felt his wang growing at the
sound of her commanding voice. "Yes Sandy, I want to watch you.
Can I please suck your cunt later?"
"Elton, if you obey me and watch everything with your eyes
wide open dumbo, then maybe I'll let you suck my cunt. Until
then, shut up."
Susan returned to the living room with the dildos. She
carried three large rubber helpers lovingly in her hands and some
good strong rough lengths of ropes. "Sandy, I brought this rope
too. Is this what you wanted, honey?"
Sandy took the ropes and started tying Elton to the bed post.
She reversed his position by taking his hands in front of him.
She drew the rough rope across his back, directly under his
armpits and across his chest. "Susan, notice how I've left his
back exposed. We'll be able to lash him with this extra length of
rope. Oh, I see you brought three dildos. I know; naughty you.
I know what you want to do with the third dildo and I quite agree
that Elton's arse hole is just about the right size."
"Oh, Sandy, could we really? I'd love to make that scene
with you my darling beloved. Oh Sandy, my cunt is so hot. I want
your sweet lips to touch me. I want you to eat me. My juice is
dripping now from when you were sucking me while I was talking on
the phone with Pete. Let's love a little before they arrive."
Elton looked at both beautiful ladies and then at the dildos.
His wang was growing with anticipation. He recognized the look on
Sandy's face and hope he had read her thoughts right. His arse
hole began to itch with desire, as he thought. 'Maybe Sandy would
let him have a fat juicy dildo up inside of me.' This would be
the first time Sandy had ever played with him. The first time he
had been allowed to join in. How much he loved her. The ropes
were tight and he tried to reach down and touch his growing wang.
He was almost able to reach it. He could see the liquid begin to
ooze out of his urine hole. He was burning with fire and desire.
"Sandy, I love you. Sandy, I love you. I love ..."
"God damn bastard! Shut up! We've just begun to make our
scene and we don't want no shit, or any interruptions from you
dodo. Do you understand?" To emphasize her speech Sandy took the
rope in her right hand and lashed out at Elton's back. She caught
him across the buttocks. She raised the rope again and again
until the blood began to show in the red welts on his arse.
"Aooooooo. Ohhhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhh. All right Sandy, I
promise I'll shut up."
Susan had been watching with much excitement as Sandy beat
Elton. Her cunt was itching, creaming and squeezing with the
thought of Sandy's flicking her tongue back and forth over her
little man in the boat. "Sandy come here darling. Suck me
darling. Eat my cunt. Let me feel your globes. Let me suck your
titties and bite them gently."
Sandy sank to the floor beside her female lover drinking in
the beautiful sight of her stretched out on the floor. Susan's
legs were invitingly wide spread. Susan's cunt was pink lipped,
covered with black down and her pussy lips parted slightly in
invitation. "Susan my love, let me put a dildo in your cunt and
suck your beautiful clit." Sandy spit a gob of spit onto her hand
and rubbed it onto the end of the dildo. She began to push the
large skin colored dildo back and forth in Susan's creamy hot
cunt. She leaned over Susan, dog fashion and began to lick
Susan's pubic hair as her hand moved the dildo in and out of the
flaming hot trench.
"Ohhhhhhhh Sandy. Your arse hole looks so good to me,"
moaned Elton.
Elton had been watching the two girls. He had never seen
Sandy make it with another girl and he really dug watching them
together. His eyes were wide open, staring at them both. He
wished it was him shoving the dildo back and forth and sucking his
wife's cunt. He knew when he should not speak. He was beginning
to learn. He could feel the marks smarting where Sandy had
whipped him with the rough ropes. He was beginning to really
learn. He would be very quiet and just watch.
Susan could feel Sandy's hot lips nipping and sucking at her
clitoris. She pulled Sandy's cunt down to her lips and felt her
spur cock. She loved this spur cock. Many times Sandy would rub
this spur cock up against her own clitoris and she would melt with
ecstasy. The thought of this made Susan's pussy cream and drip
down her arse cheeks. She thought, 'If only Sandy hadn't married
fucko!' She took the dildo in her hand and fiercely shoved it
high up into Sandy's cunt. "You bitch, Sandy. You really are a
bitch. Can you feel the dildo, darling? I hope you feel it good.
If you only hadn't married fucko. Didn't I treat you good?
Wasn't I good for you? No, you had to go and marry a no good
bastard."
"Susan, careful with that dildo. I love it, but don't jam it
up to my mouth. You know I love you; and you only, will I truly
love. I don't know what came over me, but I just couldn't resist
having my very own male slave. You know that Elton is nothing to
me. You really are my very own true love. Elton just does the
dishes, takes out the garbage, rubs my feet and cleans the house.
You know he can't even get a hard on. You know he has never even
fucked me. I promise; you will always be my very own true love.
In fact, why don't you come to live with me. Think about it and
we'll discuss it with Elton after we finish this scene. Right
now, let me love you. Let me suck your beautiful cunt. Oh, that
dildo feels so good. How do you like my kissing you? Do I have
the right spot?"
Susan groaned, "Ohhhhhhhhh. Suck my darling. Suck me. Suck
me. Don't stop. I love the feel of your voluptuous lips on my
hot clitoris. Ohhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhh."
Elton had been listening to the conversation and finally he
was able to understand why Sandy had never let him fuck her. She
was not the kind of a girl who should ever marry. She was a
strong willed woman. That is why she wouldn't let him get a hard
on. Well, maybe they would be able to work something out. He
didn't care as long as he would be given the chance to wait on his
wife Sandy and do her bidding. Maybe he could talk Sandy somehow
into letting Susan come and live with them? Then Sandy would be
content and he Elton, would be happy because his wife was happy
and satisfied.
"Susan, yes, yes," hissed Sandy. "I'm going to come and I
don't want to. Please, please. Let's shove the dildo up Elton's
brown arse hole?"
"Yes, yes, Sandy my love. Let the bastard get fucked in the
arse. Ha ha! I see what you mean. Just suck me until I come. I
want to come now. Can you feel my pussy creaming and OHHHHHHH.
I'm coming ... Suck harder. I'm coming! Ohhhhhh. Baby ... What
you do to me! Ohhhhhhhh."
Sandy nipped, sucked and bit harder. She could feel Susan's
writhing body twist and turn under her moving hot lips. She
didn't let go for a moment and brought her true love to a rapid
climax.
They both rose together, arms linked and walked happily over
towards Elton. "Elton, you mother fucker. You bastard! Did you
see my love? Did you see the way I love her? Did you see the way
I sucked her cunt? I love Susan. I love her better than anything
or anybody in the whole wide world. Bastard! Cock sucker!" Sandy
cursed Elton up and down. "All right, Susan my love you can have
the pleasure of putting your dildo up Elton's arse hole first.
Give it to him good. He deserves it. I love you Susan."
Susan took the dripping wet dildo from her cunt, smiled and
said, "Bend over more Elton. No stupid. Move your arse. I want
to put this delicious dildo that has been fucking my cunt into
your sexy looking arse hole. Yes, that's better." Susan shoved
the tip of the dildo into Elton's brown rimmed asshole. She felt
Elton grind his hips down on the tip of the dildo.
Elton enjoyed the sensation of having the dildo up in his
arse. He remembered the time Tom's dog Bijou had fucked him in
the arse hole. This was the real thing. A lovely juicy cock for
him to enjoy. He had been dreaming about this and hoping that
Sandy would give him this great pleasure. All of a sudden, Elton
pumped and ground his arse in such a way that the entire dildo was
engulfed. "Ohhhhh. Errrrrr. It's wonderful."
"Elton, look what you've done. You've taken the whole dildo.
Sandy look at this. The dildo is all the way up tightly into
Elton's grinding, twisting arse. He has somehow sucked it up.
Look at him swing on it! His cock is even getting hard!"
Both girls looked with amazement at Elton. Yes, his cock
really was getting a hard on. Sandy grabbed the rope and lashed
out saying, "Stupid wipe that grin from your face and lose your
hard on. This is not the time for nonsense. I didn't give you
permission for that yet." She whipped him across the head of his
cock and saw it go down to its proper shape."
Just then the door bell chimed. Susan and Sandy exclaimed in
unison, "That must be Pete and Jim!"
"I'll get the door! Susan you check Elton's arse and make
sure the dildo is all the way in. If it comes out we'll tie it
in." Sandy crossed the living room floor, opened the door and
jumped into Pete's arms.
"Oh Sandy, it sure is good to see you and that must be Elton.
Hi Elton. Hello Susan." Pete kissed Sandy full on the Ups. He
was six feet tall, black, big boned and very muscular looking. He
was very well built and had a huge cock that was excellent for
fucking. He tossed Sandy into Jim's outstretched arms.
Jim caught Sandy and kissed her full on the mouth saying,
"Sandy, I'm glad you invited us down. My cock has been aching for
that pussy of yours. Pete and I are on our way to a party so
we'll just have time for a quick fuck and then we'll have to be on
our way." Friend Jim was also over six feet tall, a handsome
black man, exceedingly well built and a famous actor. His cock
was a full eleven inches and it needed to fuck a pussy like
Sandy's because her spur cock would rub the base of his cock and
make him more excited and enable him to drop his entire load in
her wide engulfing pussy.
Susan had checked Elton's bonds and said, "Elton just watch
the fun now. Both Pete and Jim will give Sandy a quick fuck. I
love to watch, my love Sandy getting what she wants and I know
that because you love Sandy also, you enjoy watching her being
made happy. Aren't we both lucky to have such a wonderful unusual
girl like Sandy?"
Elton lovingly watched Sandy and listened to what Susan was
saying to him. He thought about it, remembering their scenes and
decided that perhaps Susan was right. It certainly was better to
enjoy her fucking scenes and watch her, than to have to spend his
time alone like he had spent the last three days. He had been
very, very lonely and now he began to understand why Sandy had not
called him. It was obvious to him that Sandy and Susan were true
lovers. Susan loves Sandy so much that she didn't mind finding
guys with large cocks who would make Sandy happy and satisfy her
fucking needs. This was beautiful of Susan and Elton said,
"Susan, you really are quite a person. I can understand why Sandy
loves you and I want to thank you for bringing me here and for
letting me be a part of your life. Do you think maybe we could
work something out whereby we all would be happy. I am beginning
to learn what Sandy's wants of me and I know I want to be her
slave, always and always."
"Yes, maybe we can Elton," Susan reflected. "I'll think
about it. Oh, Elton look what Pete has done!"
Pete had taken Sandy back into his arms and laid her on the
floor. His black cock was hanging in a very erect position just
waiting to be rammed into Sandy's pussy. "Sandy turn over! I
want to fuck you dog style." Pete helped Sandy to turn over and
immediately ploughed his cock into her tight brown rimmed arse
hole. He pumped and hunched and rammed his hard steel like prong
into her rectum. "How do you like that? Isn't it good, baby?"
"Ohhhhh. It's so wonderful. I love it. Ohhhhh Ahhhhh.
Susan and Elton can you see his black cock sticking all the way
into my arse? Can you see how he pumps me and fucks me. Ohhhh, I
love it and I love you both for enjoying this. Ohhhhhhh." Sandy's
arse contracted and squeezed hard on Pete's cock.
"Sandy, I'm coming. I'm coming and don't move away. Do you
feel me? My juice is going to go up to your bowels, all the way
up." Pete ground his black arse tighter against Sandy's lovely
white body and shoved it in as hard and high as he could. His
whole body shuddered and he shot his load into Sandy's beautiful
arse hole.
Sandy felt his load coming and enjoyed the feeling of his big
cock inside of her. Her pussy was burning with desire and she
knew what Jim had in mind for her. Her pussy creamed and oozed
while Pete just dropped his load. She pushed Pete's cock out of
her arse and pulled over onto her back saying, "Don't worry Elton,
I'll save the love juice for you."
Jim reached for Sandy and lifted her up off the floor with
the greatest of ease. His cock was ready and rock hard with
desire. "Sandy, ride me. Baby, ride me like I've taught you?"
Sandy put her legs around his waist so that her feet met in
the back of his arse hole. She felt him ease her down on top of
his big huge black cock. Her pussy was ready for him. It was
itching and burning with fire. She needed all his eleven inches
to satisfy her desire. She loved his fucking her and she creamed
even harder with the thought of her love Susan watching her
pleasure. Her slave, Elton was there to suck her out after it was
all over. She knew that she really loved Elton's lips sucking on
her cunt. No lips could really suck like his, so she would always
keep him for her slave to suck her off.
Jim strode around the room with Sandy on his cock. He
strutted showing off his marvelous strength. He enjoyed being
able to carry her and he felt all his manhood by this way. He was
delighted to fuck Sandy. She brought out the real he-man in him.
His cock was ready to burst, but he would strut some more with her
before he gave way to his burning desire. "Ohhhhhh, Sandy, how I
love to fuck you. Just fuck you and fuck you. Some night, I wish
Elton and Susan would let me fuck you all night. I would tear you
arse and your cunt fierce so that you wouldn't want to fuck anyone
for a month. What do you say to that?"
"Now, Jim you know what I told you. You can only fuck Sandy
when I give you permission and when I'm sure I'm here to see that
you fuck quickly and don't hurt her. She is my love and I don't
want any man to fuck her all night!" Susan ran her hand through
her shortly cropped black hair and thought to herself, 'he had his
nerve. I'd never let him have her except when I'm around to
protect her. Who does he think he is?' She relented a little in
her thinking as she listened to Sandy's pleasure.
"Ohhhhhhh. Jim. I love you cock. There is no other cock in
all this world except yours who can fuck like you do. Fuck! Fuck
me! Fuck me! Give me your load! Fill up my pussy. Now Fuck!
Fuck! Ohhhhhhhh."
Jim shoved Sandy's body and cunt harder down on his writhing
seething cock and he pumped and ground his hips and all his
muscles up against her. His throbbing engine climaxed in a
gigantic orgasm and he put Sandy down on the ground.
Peter and Jim quickly zipped up their flies and Jim said,
"Thanks Sandy. Thanks Elton and most of all, thank you Susan for
letting me fuck your love. Now, we have to get going. Well see
you around." They walked out of the door waving and blowing
kisses to all three.
"Susan, my darling, untie my husband so that he can come and
suck my cunt out. I want him to enjoy tasting all the love juices
mixed together. You will see how he loves to suck my cunt."
Elton watched as Susan sprang to her feet and started to
untie him. He was very happy to be allowed to suck Sandy's
beautiful cunt. He loved and wanted to taste the semen inside of
her. He was delighted. He rushed over to her, fell to his knees
and immediately starting sucking all the juices from her. He ran
his tongue into her brown rimmed arse hole, licking up all of
Pete's juice and then up to the cunt and licking, sucking for
Jim's juices. When he had cleaned all the juices up, he started
to lick her spur cock. He felt it getting bigger under his
sucking tongue and he knew that he was making Sandy writhe with
excitement and desire. He knew that he, her slave was the one who
really let her be happy and his wang grew and grew with
excitement.
"Ohhhhhhh. Elton that's right. Yes darling, suck me. Yes
suck me. Suck! Suck! Susan come over here darling and suck my
breasts. Play with my nipples. Pinch them. Pull on them. Suck
them! I must have you, too. I must have the both of you. Yes,
Elton, keep sucking. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. This is wonderful."
Elton continued to suck. He could feel Sandy reaching her
orgasm. He felt Sandy's gigantic crescendo like orgasm approach.
He whipped his cock straight into her cunt and come in a blinding
spurting orgasm with her. "Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. I'm coming
Sandy. I'm coming with, you."
Sandy screamed, "Yes Elton. You've finally made it. Yes
Ohhhhhhh. I'm coming again. I'm coming. Ohhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhh."
Susan had placed her hot flaming cunt down on top of Sandy's
wet mouth. She felt Sandy sucking on her clitoris and she ground
her hips until she came at the same time as Elton and Sandy.
All three sat up and happily wrapped their arm around each
other. Sandy was the first to speak. "Susan would you like to
come and live with us? I think I'll let Elton move into the spare
bedroom in my apartment. Then he can always be my slave and do
all my bidding. My precious love, would you like to share my
slave with me'? And we'll have each other."
"Ohhhhh, yes Sandy. I would love that. Very much ..." Susan
sighed and thought to herself, 'Well, I guess I don't mind as long
as I will be the one sharing her bed.'
Elton smiled and said, "Thanks Sandy. I'll be happy to have
Susan live with us and I'm happy to be the slave for both of you.
Thank you very much."
So all three started living together and were as happy as
three peas in a pod!
The End
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