Title: Gangbang His Virgin Ass
Author: Dean Hodgson
Summary: Mike gets invited to Mistress J's playroom and is
ordered to fulfill his promise for his 'vrgin ass' to be
gangbanged. J and Pers arrange the men and Mike submits. Mike
discovers his feelings for Pers and J rediscovers her husband V.
Keywords: MMMF, F/M, bd, ds, va, anal, tg, shemale, oral

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of fiction. All of the characters portrayed in this story are
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   - 1 -

   The blue messenger window popped open on the glass softscreen
spread across my desktop. I instantly recognized the profile pic.
This time she was dressed in a red corset and black boots, a
devilish expression on her face. I tapped the icon and the window
transferred to my vertical hardscreen, out of sight of my
employees beyond my office's halfclear walls.

   Mistress J never cammed, always texted.

   Good afternoon, my manwhore.

   Another tap brought up the softscreen's keyboard image. I
typed,

   Hello, Mistress J. I haven't heard from you in awhile.

   I have been busy. How are you doing?

   Not too bad. I finished an awful project at work and things
have settled down. What about you? Have you been busy having fun?

   That should not concern you but yes, I had a very good time
with a yummy man from Victoria just last week. Tish and her
husband have been over, too.

   She knew how to get to me. In my vanity I had believed I was
her only playslave, but she and her friends had put me in my
place. Apparently, I was one of many. Sometimes I wondered why
she bothered with me, I just didn't feel that special, especially
after she had put me in my correct subservient place. I wrote:

   That's good. Did you cum a lot? lol

   Naughty! I always do, you know that.

   May I ask, what did you do with him?

   Everything. I wore him out! Lol. What about you? Have you
hooked up with anyone else?

   No, Mistress, no one else. I'm yours to command.

   Truth is that a few weeks ago I had hooked up with a woman and
had a drab one-off experience. I did not want to jeopardize my
relationship with Mistress J, and I especially did not want her
to know I had been constantly fantasizing about Persephone, her
beautiful transsexual friend. Our one encounter in Mistress J's
playroom still resonated strongly: I became hard just remembering
her body, her face, her rampant desire.

   Good boy. I have a special event planned for tomorrow evening.
I wish you to be present.

   Thank you, mistress, I will be there. I worship you.

   Excellent. I shall look forward to seeing you here by 7.30.

   May I ask, what do you have planned?

   Something you promised that will entertain me.

   The messenger window faded.

   Her real name a mystery, she liked to be known only by the
letter J. She lived on a large property south of Flinders. We had
first met and played mistress/slave. Unbelievably we played
straight away, without all the long courtship to which I was
accustomed. I had assumed she played around because her cuckold
husband was not good at sex. Silly me! For that I was punished by
her husband, V, being ordered to fuck my ass. Our second meeting
a week later was similar to the first, only V was not present and
I learned to be more subservient. On the third meeting, we had
straight sex for three hours, during which I came three times in
her beautiful pussy and once in her ass and she had countless
orgasms. Our fourth meeting was spectacular: Mistress J and her
two girlfriends used me in various ways.

   I'm not gay, I am not attracted to men and the thought of
having sex with a male does not turn me on -- or, surprisingly,
off either -- but not only did I enjoy Persephone Jones, she
captivated me. She had the body of a tall, beautiful woman and
she had a penis. I would never have believed that a transsexual
could have aroused so much within me, but it had happened.
Persephone had been in my erotic thoughts ever since that evening
and I'm ashamed to say even more than Mistress J herself or
anyone else.

   Two months of silence had passed since then and I had thought
J nor Persephone were no longer interested and had moved on to
others. Guess I was wrong. I had promised so many things I could
not think what this one might be.

   I tapped the messenger window closed, shook my head, grinned
and went back to work, trying to ignore my hard cock.

   - 2 -

   Summertime. Daylight savings allowed me to arrive at Mistress
J's properly in daylight for the first time. The dusty drive was
long and curved, between tall thin trees. On either side spread
brown paddocks, dotted with sheep.

   Several cars were parked in her drive. Both Mistress J and
Persephone were there to greet me.

   "Hey there," Pers smiled as I climbed out of my car. "Nice to
see you again, Mike." My heart skipped. Woa! I told myself, down
boy.

   "Thanks," I grinned. The car door sighed shut.

   Persephone Jones was a statuesque woman, standing slightly
taller than myself at about 180 centimetres. Tonight she stood
before me completely naked except for red high-heeled shoes, the
colour of which matched her thick chin-length hair. Her alabaster
skin glowed in the orange sunlight. Her small flaccid cock seemed
like a natural part of her, despite her wonderful breasts. Even
though I hadn't seen her in two months, it all just felt normal.

   I probably stared too long as she laughed. She hugged me and
kissed me warmly.

   Mistress J was much shorter than myself, just over 150, with a
stocky build and short hair now completely black. She wore a
black and red corset which constricted her waist to a nice
hourglass figure and pushed her large breasts almost to overflow.
Her black thigh-high boots sparkled.

   She stretched on tiptoes, kissed me lightly, hands touching my
own.

   The three of us walked arm in arm to J's playroom located
inside a large steel building next to the main house. Our feet
crunched small white pebbles. At the door I reached and fondled
Pers's cock. She slapped my hand but dimpled and nodded.

   "I remember our last time," I said, smiling.

   "Me, too," she said. Her smooth voice was simply divine.

   J pushed the door open -- it didn't creek this time --
revealing her special playroom, bathed in red light.

   Just inside to my left a black dresser was topped by a large
mirror. Four thick wooden posts bordered the huge bed, covered in
red sheets. On each post thick solid rings were screwed at
various heights. Paintings of semi-naked warrior women adorned
the walls. Above the bed a large photograph depicted a woman in
ecstasy, purple hair flung, back arched, breasts out, riding a
man with a hidden face. The woman was covered with tattoos: a
painting of a photograph of Mistress J herself, who has over 60
colourful artworks illustrating her body.

   "I won't be long," Pers said, turned and walked out the door
toward the main house, her hips swaying evocatively. What a
lovely pear-shaped ass, I thought, and long straight legs. I
turned back to J. It wouldn't do to disappoint her.

   J and I entered, clicked the door shut.

   "Slave, strip and go to the bed," she gestured with a
flourish.

   I quickly removed my clothes, which J took to the ensuite on
the other side of a door in the yellow right wall. I sat on the
bed. J stood next to me, ran her fingers through my hair. She
bent over and kissed me.

   "Mike," she said, "tonight is going to be different. It will
test you very much in terms of how devoted you are to me and my
wishes." Her hand touched my shoulder, slipped down my arm.

   Time for me to assume my role.

   "Yes, mistress." I nodded. "I am yours to command, as you
wish."

   "Good." J turned to the dresser, opened the top drawer and
pulled out fuzzy black cuffs, which she snapped on my ankles and
wrists. "Hands and knees, please."

   I scooted around until I was on my knees and elbows, facing
the wall at the top of the bed. She clipped a rope from the wrist
cuffs to one of the rings on the bedposts. I wondered what was
going to happen. Persephone was here, so I knew that. Was Tish
here? Another female friend?

   J ran her hand along my body, rubbed my ass then balls.

   "Tonight, you are going to be a manslutwhore slave" -- Nothing
new in that, I thought -- "you will take everything asked of you
without question. You'll do as Persephone and I instruct."

   "Yes, mistress, I understand."

   "Good."

   The door swung. Pers and three naked men entered. The tall,
blonde, young, muscular one I recognized: V, J's husband, with
whom she told me she refused to have sex. She forced him to fuck
other men for her amusement.

   "These are my friends Dec and Greg," said Pers. "Guys, this is
Mike, our playslut for the night."

   I blinked. Oh fucking oath!

   Greg was not very tall, bald with a short beard, probably in
his 30's. Grey tribal tattoos covered both arms. His half hard
penis was stout and hairy, already partly erect. He moved
aggressively, agitated, impatient. Entirely different, Dec was a
big man, scruffy dark hair, younger than the rest of us,
overweight, and his circumcised cock was much larger than my own.

   I gulped, said nothing. My heart beat strongly.

   "Oh boy!" Greg said, rubbing his hands. "Can't wait."

   J said, "Tonight, Slave, your ass and cock are ours to use as
we please. Do you recall your promise to me?"

   I shook my head. "Uh, sorry, uh, Mistress."

   She smacked my butt.

   "You promised you would suck off strangers in a gay bar and
let them gangbang your virgin ass. Correct?"

   Oh, shit, I remembered. "Yes, mistress, I did indeed."

   "Well, this is it, my slave. We're not in a gay bar and your
ass isn't so viraginous any more but you will suck these men and
let them gangbang you. And you will love it."

   Fuck! I thought. I never dreamed she'd force me to have sex
with other men, apart from her husband that first time. Could I
do it? I'd bloody well have to, no choice now. A sub's duty is to
respond to his mistress's requests, although there has to be
mutual respect. My limits were indeed on trial.

   "Good. Boys, we will have our way with him, but only under my
own or Persephone's orders."

   She clapped twice.

   "Hi, man," Greg held out his hand. I nodded, yanked a rope,
unable to respond. "Oh, yeah, I forgot," he said, grinning.

   "Come here," Pers said.

   The men crowded around her as she knelt. She reached for their
dicks. Greg's erection quickly pointed upwards. She wanked it
then sucked Dec's cock at the same time. V waited, hands crossed.
She reached for him, parted his hands, pulled on his cock. He was
even smaller than Persephone. I actually pitied him, being
married to such a hot wife as Mistress J but unable to do
anything with her. He seemed a really nice guy, too.

   Definitely tonight was going to be about raw sex, no passion
or emotion, lifeless. Was it really what I wanted?

   At the dresser, J plucked out a strapon with a leather harness
and heavy black dong. She pulled it on, buckled and tightened the
straps. The dong was low slung so it pressed on her clitoris. It
waggled. A wicked grin lined her face, dimpled her cheeks and
eyes. She picked up a lube bottle and slowly walked behind me. I
did not turn my head.

   "I'll get him ready."

   Her hands touched my ass, rubbed.

   "Ok," Pers said with a mouthful of cock. Lucky bastards, I
thought. No, Mike, push the jealous monster down.

   From behind me, J said, "Ready for this?" I could see her
reflection in the dresser mirror. She stood right behind me. Her
hips moved side to side.

   "Oh yes, mistress, I'm ready."

   "Ok." Something cold and wet touched my ass crack. Her fingers
worked their way in, found my hole. She rubbed the sensitive ring
then pushed one finger through.

   I groaned.

   "Feel good?"

   I nodded. J slapped my ass and pushed her finger all the way
in. She wriggled it.

   "Yes, Mistress."

   I had learned Mistress J was not the traditional bitchgoddess
mistress. She was kind, she did not like inflicting pain. But she
expected total obedience, she enjoyed dosing some humiliation,
the power of being in charge, of having a man completely submit
to her will, a man she could pleasure her way, not just how he
wanted it. Her enjoyment derived from making a man dance on her
pleasurefinger, cum on her command, make her cum as much as she
liked -- which was quite a lot -- and using him as a live
fucktoy.

   She gave a shit how the other felt and that was important.

   Persephone seemed similar but I hadn't worked her out yet. She
seemed more ... driven.

   J fucked my ass with her finger.

   Pers now sucked Dec and used her hands on the other two. She
made loud slurping noises. Her own semi-hard cock bounced.

   J withdrew her finger and said, "I hope you're ready for
this."

   My head drooped. "I am Mistress."

   I felt something large push up to my hole and try to invade...

   "Easy ... try to loosen up, will ya? I'll take it slow. That's
it. That's a boy. Here it is."

   I did something with my ass, sort of pushed inside, tried to
pucker myself, and I felt this huge thing stretch me.

   "Oh oh ouch, shit."

   J rubbed my back with a hand and soothed, "Shhhh, We'll just
work it in slowly. It shouldn't hurt. Have to open you up
properly. You should know about this."

   I quieted and breathed. She was right: I had learned that anal
done correctly would not hurt.

   "That's it, good boy. I'll just push a bit more now .... Ah,
that's it, its going in nicely. Feel that?"

   I grunted. "Yes, I do feel it."

   She slapped my ass. I cringed, jumped, clamped hard onto the
dildo.

   "God, Mistress!"

   Goddamn huge wet thing invading my intestines! I nodded again,
closed my eyes, sucked and blew air between gritted teeth. It
felt ginormous, as if it was going all the way up to my stomach.
Enormous but not painful. I was bloody stuffed full!

   "Nice and slow. I know you can take this. Good ... I'm in
now."

   She pulled the huge thing slowly back then stopped and equally
slowly pushed it back in. Repeated. And repeated again and again,
a slow slick fuck. With each thrust, the pressure became easier
to take. Her tempo increased.

   "That's it, good boy."

   She now fucked quickly.

   Something burst inside me. "Oh shit!" I cried out. I knew that
feeling ... and loved it. My prostate, my male G spot, she'd hit
it just right. A pleasurespark raced through my body.

   "Excellent," J said, "You're almost there." She increased her
rate and depth further, and called out, "Pers? How are you
going?"

   Pers withdrew her mouth from V's cock. "They're ready.
Whenever you are."

   J fucked faster. Her hands gripped my hips. My body shook.

   "That looks pretty good!" Pers called. "Our boy might be even
enjoying it."

   She stood up, her shoes clattered against the bookcase. The
tallest present and physically the most stunning, her small cock
pointed straight and hard.

   I really wasn't into men at all, I'm simply not attracted to
them but to me it seemed quite natural for her. The other men,
well, they weren't turnons, but Persephone, oh yes!

   J continued, "Each of you has to cum in him at least once, but
the more times the better."

   Persephone put her hands together and laughed. "We'll fill him
with cum!"

   I shuddered again as J's dildo brushed that magic spot. She
slowed and stopped, pressed in far and held still. I breathed,
full again.

   "He's ready. Who's first?"

   Greg said, "Hey, can I fuck you too?" Hands on hips, cock hard
and pointing up, he grinned lecherously.

   "In your dreams, mate. You're here to do him, not me. If I
feel like fucking someone I will but don't count on it." She
gestured. "Alright boys, come on!"

   The men eagerly stepped up to the side of the bed. Pers held
her cock at my face. I licked it then she shoved it into my
mouth, started facefucking. I let it rub on my tongue.

   "Here, slave, a present for you. I'll go first. Greg, can you
do oral on Dec?"

   "Sure," Greg said. He bent, took hold of Dec's large
semi-hardon, and swallowed the top. I could hear him sucking
hungrily. Dec grunted and pushed his hips. V just stood next to
them, holding his cock and balls.

   J slid the dong out of my ass. A wonderful feeling of relief
and cool air washed over me.

   - 3 -

   The empty feeling back there was only temporary.

   Pers withdrew from my mouth and replaced Mistress J at my ass.
Her hands slid along my back, up and down and she pressed her
cock on my anus.

   "Here, boy," Greg said as Dec's cock loomed at my face.

   Pers parted my ass cheeks and slid in without any problems and
no pain. I felt stuffed and secretly I enjoyed feeling her
sliding in me, her body thudding against me, her hands gripping
my hips. No way I would not let that on, me a straight man.

   As was expected of me, I licked and sucked Dec's large, thick
cock. Not good: he felt rubbery and tasted and smelled of piss.
He could have at least cleaned first. He was so big that my mouth
hurt stretched that wide and I nearly gagged when he tried to
push in farther.

   He grunted but said nothing.

   The tempo of Pers's thrusts increased. She leaned, I felt her
breasts on my back. On the opposite side of my head from the men,
she said quietly, "I love fucking you." Slap, slap against my
ass. She pulled up and exclaimed more loudly, "I'm really going
to fuck you hard!" To make the point, she slammed into me fast,
jerking the bed. Dec's cock slipped out of my mouth and I
groaned. Her cock hit the right places and my body shook. This
was supposed to be a trial but it wasn't at all: I enjoyed her
fucking me.

   Dec stepped back. With big knuckles he pulled on his cock,
covered the crown, rubbed it. He breathed loudly, hairy chest
rose and fell. Instead of stroking his palm curled round and
round on his fat knob.

   Greg hopped, wanking himself, eager. "Come on!" he urged. "I
can't wait."

   Pers puffed with each thrust. "Oh yes...that's it...I'm
almost...there."

   Mistress J called, out, "Patience, Greg. Your prize will be
ready soon."

   "Patience! What the fuck's that?"

   Less than a minute later Pers jammed hard into me. Her arms
wrapped around my chest and squeezed. I felt her squirt. She held
still for seconds more, breathing heavily, before lifting up and
pulling out. A finger ran down the small of my back.

   J clapped. "Excellent!"

   In the mirror I saw she was seated in the white furry
bowlchair, bare tattoo-covered legs wide, pink pussy puffed and
exposed.

   Both V and Greg stared. Greg's tongue touched his teeth.

   Dec was next. Even though his cock was so large, it seemed to
squish into me without much trouble. I must've been pretty wet. I
pushed myself up on my hands and arched my back, my head up.

   Dec grunted as he fucked.

   Greg danced up to me. "Here," he said, "suck this dick, man!"

   I looked left and saw Pers drop down onto her knees. She
further parted J's legs. Up and down went Persephone's head. I
heard obvious slurping noises. J closed her eyes, tipped her head
back, arms and hands dangled on the sides of the chair as she
savoured the sensations.

   "Ahhhhh... This'll torment them."

   Dec fucked into me roughly. He slapped my ass with each
stroke, distracting me. Somehow he stayed in me despite
withdrawing so far on each stroke.

   Greg grabbed my neck, pushed my head roughly as he shoved his
cock into my mouth.

   "Suck this cock, slut." He laughed.

   I gagged and coughed.

   Not much else I could do but suck as hard as I could.

   "That's it, slaveman, suck it good."

   Mistress J moaned. Her legs now rested on Persephone's
shoulders. One foot jerked in time to Pers' head movements.

   Dec continued to fuck until he just withdrew. I didn't feel
any kind of pulse or anything but I guess he came. One moment he
was smashing into my hips, the next he was out.

   "I'm done," he announced. "Its been way too long and I was too
turned on by this." The back of his hand wiped saliva. He blinked
several times.

   "Oh yes, yesssss..." I heard J moan.

   Her arms were raised over her tilted head. Her body quivered
as Pers licked and noisily sucked.

   "About time, man," Greg announced.

   He pounced on me, quickly replacing Dec in my ass. Greg wasn't
anywhere near as large but he was harder, rougher. He made a
"yeah" noise with each quick forceful shove. No slow stuff here,
no finesse, just right into it fast. He grabbed my hips and moved
me like a piston. I felt as if he used me to masturbate.

   V approached my face and offered his cock. "You don't have to
if you don't want to," he said with his odd accent. I nodded and
sucked on him anyway. I felt sorry for the guy. He was married to
a magnificent woman who refused to fuck him. He seemed like a
really nice guy, what I'd seen anyway and I had no idea what
their issues might be.

   Mistress J cried out, "That's it. Oh god, yes! That's it!"

   Her face crinkled, eyes shut, her fists balled and she came.
It was obvious by the way her body shook.

   "Ooooooh... oh shit!" she screamed, "Shit! Fuck! Enough oral,
Pers! Get it in! Just fuck me! Quick!"

   So much for no one tonight, I thought. But then I recalled how
good Persephone's oral could be.

   Pers stood, reached beneath Mistress J's ass. Arms snaked
around Pers's neck. Pers lifted J and loudly slammed her against
a wall -- "Ugh!" -- set J on her hard cock and fucked savagely. J
clawed at Pers's back moaning and crying incoherently as each
fresh orgasm cascaded through her.

   Greg was not distracted, he continued to fuck hard and fast.

   Dec sat heavily in the chair. His cock had already flagged.

   "I'm ... gettin' ... there," Greg panted.

   At that point I didn't know how I felt. Pretty numb. I had
finished sucking on V and lowered myself back onto my elbows,
head down, just feeling Greg's cock piston me.

   Humiliated? Oh yeah. I had never expected to ever end up in
this type of situation. Just had to ride it out, so to speak.

   J cried out loudly again. I turned and saw Pers's ass clench
several times. J's legs flailed, kicked Persephone's asscheeks.

   The room filled with their cries.

   It was a good thing the nearest neighbour was a long-distance
trot.

   Shortly after, Greg shoved me very hard. "Oh fuck yes, atta
boy!" He pumped his load into me then withdrew immediately.

   I let out a sigh.

   "Oh, boy," I said softly, "my ass is pretty sore."

   J, now panting on the floor, said, "You're here for our ...
pleasure ... and you'll take it all regardless."

   With an enormous grin, Pers stroked J's hair and said, "We
need more lube."

   V nodded and waited.

   - 4 -

   Mistress J moved up to the bed, bare pussy before me, smelling
and dripping.

   "On your back," she commanded.

   I thankfully rolled over, arms and legs flat too. J soothed
me, rubbed my chest and stomach.

   "We're not yet finished," Pers said. "I don't know about you
blokes but I have more cumming to do."

   "Really?" Greg said. "Oh, wait, yeah, you're like that."

   J brought out more custom ropes from the drawer. On my back,
she and Pers bound my outstretched arms, clipped the ropes onto
the bedpost's solid rings. I tugged, they were very secure.

   "Anyone who can get hard again may have our slave a second
time."

   "Don't know if I can," Dec announced. He lurched up, still
puffing.

   "Ok," said Pers. "Are you going?"

   Dec nodded. "Yeah, if that's ok. It's been fun but I gotta
run."

   J put her arm around Dec. "Thank you for coming. I hope this
helped." They left the room.

   Pers checked the ropes, patted my arm.

   She said quietly, "He's been through a rough time. I thought
this might be good for him. He is gay."

   I nodded.

   "Tell you what, I really need to cum again. I am so turned
on."

   She placed wide fingers around my head, turned me toward her
and presented her semi-hard cock to my mouth. I obliged and
sucked as hard as I could.

   "Oh, yeah, that's it, feels good." She fucked my mouth gently,
eyes closed. "Yes, lick it too, I like that, what you do. You
feel so good ..."

   The door opened. J returned, now completely naked. A large
eagle tat emblazoned above her large breasts and above that a
fuzzy calico cat. Her arms were covered with images: the face of
Eric Draven, an elephant against an orange sunset, a grey wolf, a
black and white furry dog, something written beneath a butterfly,
a circlewinged pagan star. On her legs I saw a unicorn, a koala,
a blue and red dragon, an Egyptian cat, two large purple fallen
angels, an owl and a snake and more. Some type of peacock or
phoenix silhouetted by orange flames covered her entire back.
More wolves decorated her shoulders.

   "Man," said Greg, "those are cool tatts."

   He sat in the white chair, playing with his soft cock. His
measly black tribal tattoo looked woosy compared to Mistress J's
abundant bodyart.

   J smiled.

   "V," she said softly and gestured at me. "You haven't fucked
Mike yet."

   V nodded and went to the end of the bed. He hoisted my hips,
spread my legs and gently pushed his straight cock at my ass. V
was not large or thick, more like Persephone. J slid next to V,
lubed him up and helped him insert into me.

   She touched his arms and ass while he fucked me. He was slow
at first then picked up tempo quietly. V was not a rough person.

   He said, "Would you like to fuck your slave, maybe sit on
him?"

   His motions were steady and soft, hips a musical rhythm. Right
palm held my ass cheek, left curled around J. My mouth was still
full of Pers's cock.

   J shook her head and kissed V softly on the neck. "Tonight I
just want to watch." J laughed. "Fuck him harder yourself, I'd
like to see you cum like a stud bull!" She slapped V's butt.

   "Jesus fucking Christ!" Pers complained.

   As she continued to fuck my mouth, she let out a growl, bent
over me and beat her fists on my chest. She pulled out of my
mouth and lunged at my own cock.

   "Ouch!" I mumbled around her. "Easy girl."

   She sucked extremely hard, levered herself onto the edge of
the bed and tried to reinsert her cock into my mouth. It was
difficult to suck due to the shaking of V's thrusts. Pers went
down on me ravenously, her boots thumped the wall over my head.
My cock own responded.

   I heard Greg say, "Hey, I can help you, dude."

   Pers slid off the bed and out of my mouth but kept her own
mouth and hand on me. Greg somehow got between the bed and Pers's
legs. He sucked on her cock. It was only moments, though, before
Pers said, "No, that isn't doing it, damn it."

   "Well, it did for me." Greg stood and I saw that he was hard
again.

   V hunched at me and pushed twice more then grunted loudly each
time he came. I actually felt his cock pulse.

   "That's it," J said softly. She stroked his arm then reached
down to the base of his cock. Her other hand on his ass moved in
small circles. J and V stepped away. She said, "Greg, you may
fuck Mike again."

   "Sure thing," he said.

   He slammed into me again with no noise, no grunting, just hard
quick fucking.

   - 5 -

   "I have absolutely gotta fuck someone!"

   Persephone stood in the middle of the room, hands on beautiful
hips, breasts pumping with her breaths, her erection now hard and
deep red.

   J and V knelt down at her feet. J rubbed Pers's ass and legs.
V sucked. J then switched to her cock, too. They both used their
hands and mouths on her cock and balls at the same time.

   Pers said, "Try my ass."

   V shook his head and kept licking Pers. J hopped up to the
dresser and fished out a thin metal vibrator. I recognized it, an
anal vibe with a small hook on the end. She had used it on me
before. She twisted the knob at the base, it buzzed, and she
pushed it up Persephone's ass. Meanwhile, V continued to suck.
Pers closed her eyes, put her hands on each of their heads.

   Greg cried out, "That's about fucking it!" and shot another
load into me. He let go of my legs and just stood there with his
cock still in me. "Man, what a load, whew." He pulled out.

   V and J kept working on Pers who was concentrating heavily
with closed eyes. My ass felt cool and wet. I would have loved to
have known what she was imagining because her cock was now hard,
straight, ready, so bloody appetizing. She shuffled her feet,
legs now straight and wide.

   "Greg, fuck me."

   "Sure." He scooted behind her and jammed into her ass.

   V and J worked on Persephone's cock while Greg fucked her.
They didn't speak but Pers breathed heavily, breasts heaving. J
and V alternated sucking and licking her, stroking her breasts
and legs.

   Persephone's eyes blinked wide. She looked straight at me,
yelled. V got a faceful of her first spurt. J held her cock.

   Greg thrust solidly into her then pulled out. His cock wasn't
so hard and I guess he had not cum.

   Pers' hands came up. "That's it, I need to fuck him!"

   Pers strode three steps to my ass, unclipped the ropes from
the ankle cuffs, lifted my legs straight over her shoulders and
shoved into me. From her, it felt wonderful, nothing like the
men, despite her roughness. I had been getting a bit sore but I
appreciated her smaller cock a great deal now. She parted my
legs, they slipped down alongside her, resting on her hips. She
placed her hands on my stomach and moved her hips and cock in
short thrusts. I hooked my feet behind her.

   "You feel goooood," she said as she fucked, "like I'm right at
home. I just love fucking you. Oh yeah..."

   I looked to my right and saw J kissing V. That was a surprise.
She murmured something at him. What was going on?

   Of Greg there was no sign. He'd apparently left.

   Persephone's cock hit something within me and an orgasmic
spark shot through. I shook and gasped. She leaned forward on me
and fucked with her hips, grinning. She kissed me and kept on
kissing as she fucked. More sparks. I shook and moaned. The tiny
orgasms had started.

   "Oh wow," I breathed.

   Pers nodded and smiled.

   "I can feel your spot there. It's all swollen. Feels good,
doesn't it?"

   "Yeah. Oh ... oh shit!" I shoved my hips up hard as another
orgasm ran through me.

   "That's it, baby, enjoy." Fuck, spark, fuck, spark, fuck,
spark, fucksparkfuckspark...

   V was on his back on the floor. J held his now hard cock as
she swung a leg over him, lowered herself, sighed, tucked her
legs tight against him and settled. She laughed, pressed straight
arms down, palms forward on his chest, hips rubbing to and fro. I
knew it wouldn't be long. V was wide eyed. As far as I knew they
had not fucked together in a long time, maybe years.

   We all continued fucking blissfully for many minutes until,
"Oh yes, oh yes, here I go, Oh oh oh, yeah, oh..." and Persephone
started cumming.

   After she finished, she stopped kissing me to watch but she
kept fucking. Her cock actually felt nice moving gently inside
me.

   "I didn't think they did that," she said.

   "Me either."

   "Huh. Well," Pers looked back at me, "I've got some further
cumming of my own to do." She fucked harder and more forcefully.
Her eyes closed and she literally hummed as she slid her cock in
and out of me. The little orgasms within me had subsided.

   J moaned as another orgasm swept through her body. She did not
stop fucking, just kept going for the next one, louder each time,
no words just noise noise noise. Suddenly she sat straight up and
back, cried out with an enormous yell, pushed her hips forward. A
thick stream of liquid shot out all over V's chest and face. He
spluttered, shook his head, held her hips. J's head snapped back.
She howled as she squirted again and then a third time.

   Pers fucked me fast and her body tensed while she shot more
into me.

   She opened her eyes, breathing heavily and kissed me, pushed
herself up and back. When she got off I noticed that my own cock
was now hard and ready. Pers spotted it, grinned, rubbed hands.
She retrieved the bottle of lube and smeared.

   J cried out again.

   Squatting over me on the bed, Persephone slipped me into her
ass without even using her hands. She laid down on me again, bent
knees tucked tight against me and under my legs. She kissed me
again. Her ass felt warm and tight and just simply the best place
to be. I fucked into her and she grunted and grinned. She
returned with her own motions.

   My mind travelled off on its own for a bit while I enjoyed
Persephone's ass. It clenched rhythmically with each movement.
Pers did not stop smiling and her cock, still hard and straight,
slapped my stomach.

   When I came back to Earth, I looked and saw J laying down on
V, cuddling him. He must've still been inside her. His arms were
wrapped around her back, one hand stroked up and down her spine.

   Pers squeezed her ass.

   "Oh shit!" I cried. "I'm nearly there."

   Pers grinned. "Go ahead, baby, go for it, cum for me. I'll cum
too."

   And I did. I cried out, thrust hard into her several times,
very fast. She sat up, concentrated, held absolutely still and
then erupted onto my chest. All that tension flashed through my
cock into her body and out through her's all over me.

   I heard, "I forgot how good you can be. I'm extremely proud of
you for everything you have put up with from me." She kissed him.
"I love you utterly."

   V said, "I've always loved you no matter what, you know that,
don't you?"

   All that through my orgasmically clouded mind.

   I couldn't believe Persephone had cum so many times without
getting soft. It was as if she was a sexual supermanwoman. I was
amazed and proud and she, clearly happy, sporting a huge smile.

   I was not sure who was tearier, J or V or even myself. J
nodded. "I'll be more available to you in the future" she said to
V.

   V hugged her. "That'd be nice. But you are still free to have
sex with anyone else, too. That's your right. I am very proud of
you. I have missed you."

   She kissed him and started fucking gently.

   Pers touched my cheek, blinked. She raised off me, untied me.
I sat up, rubbed my wrists and legs. My ass was indeed somewhat
sore, but with all this love in the air, I could  not complain.
Pers took me into the ensuite. Cramped, we showered together -- I
soaped her well, especially her cock, which refused to soften. In
the warm stream we held each other and kissed romantically. We
turned off the water, towelled ourselves and I got dressed. Pers
fetched and slipped on her shoes.

   When we came out, J and V were standing, her arm around his
waist.

   "I had a great time," Pers said and kissed J.

   "Me, too," she replied. "My last fantasy fulfilled." She
tiptoed up and kissed me. "Thank you. It was a great present."

   I blushed, shook V's hand, kissed Mistress J and Persephone
and I left.

   Outside the moon gave plenty of light to see the way through
darkness. We held hands and she looked at the starry sky and said
something about Spica and Acrux being up. We stopped next to a
very flashy sports car, some type of convertible I didn't
recognize, obviously expensive.

   She took my body in her arms and kissed hard then softer.

   Her breasts felt wonderful.

   It was interesting kissing a woman taller than myself.
Especially one whose never-ending erection poked at my own cock
through my pants.

   "You," she said, pulling her head back, "are pretty good for a
bloke."

   "Thank you. I like the feel of you, it just seems to be
right." Her body snuggled against me. I held on tight.

   "It does, doesn't it? How would you like to be my toyboy?"

   Her little fingernail touched her teeth.

   Well, that didn't quite surprise me as much as I might have
expected.

   "Really? I'd love that. But what about J? I'm her slave."

   "I don't think that'll be a problem. Maybe you can sub for
both of us. Jo's a good friend, we'll work it out. I'm not asking
for exclusive and I don't want to poach anything, but I feel some
kind of connection with you and it'd be a shame not to explore
that."

   "Well, I'd love it." I paused, looked down then up at her
eyes. They were brown. "And, well, yes, I feel something, too."

   Pers's grin became large. "Regular sex would be nice, too.
It's been a long time since I felt something wonderful like
this." Another passionate kiss. This time she rubbed her tongue
along mine and thrust her hips.

   "Man," I breathed, "you're some person. You think you can come
again?"

   "Oh, you have no idea of what I'm capable!"

   Nude. Beautiful. Stunning. Gorgeous. The moonlight ghosted her
white skin. I ran my hands up and down her sides, cupped both
breasts and rolled my palms over her small crinkled nipples. She
smiled and kissed me again, held my back. Then she pressed a spot
on the car door. It sighed open, lifted. She slid onto the red
leather seat. The thought of her naked driving along in the dark
was very sexy. She reached into a leather purse on the seat and
handed me a business card. In gold letters I read, Dr. Persephone
Jones, resident astronomer, Flinders Planetarium. Not only
beautiful and incredibly sexy but intelligent, too. From my
wallet, I gave her my business card. She smiled and nodded then
thumbed on the silent electric engine.

   "My contact address is on it," I said.

   "I'll be in touch soon."

   And she drove away into the darkness.

   I hoped soon would be very soon indeed.

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Written October 2011, Revised July 2012

Author's notes:

This is the third  instalment in the 'Adventures with J' series.
I am indebted to my wife who's real-life experiences contributed
to the ideas and some of the lines in these stories. The
characters, however, are all entirely fictional. Reality is not
fiction and these stories like all the others are fun utopian
fantasy.

If this story turned you on, made your pussy wet or cock hard, if
you came, let me know! I thrive on readers' orgasms as much as
you take mine and I love to hear readers' lust-filled details.
Let me know your own fantasies and experiences. Together we can
have so much fun! I always reply. Contact me at
dean-hodgson@hotmail.com

Look for Persephone and Mike in "Persephone's Secrets".

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