Title: The Girls Come Out to Play
Author: Dean Hodgson
Keywords: MFFF, F/M, bd, ds, va, anal, oral, tg, shemale, toys

Summary: Mistress J invites sexslave Mike back to her playroom to
meet her exciting friends and do their bidding!

This is a work of fiction. All of the characters portrayed in
this story are Protected by copyright As is the story itself. If
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Copyright (c) 2012 Dean Hodgson all rights reserved.

  - 1 -

  So much for that! I thought. The latest project was an absolute
shit. I'd worked on it for two weeks now and kept running into
one brick wall after another. I knuckled my eyes, crossed my
hands behind my neck, leaned back in the spring-loaded chair.

  With a chime, a blue popup text messenger window appeared on my
computer screen. The chair squeaked as I sat back up and eagerly
reached.

  Her webcam image had short black hair and low cut leather top.
Her upper breasts were haloed by tattoos of an eagle, a cat,
wolves, others.

  I slipped into my role and typed,

   M: Yes Mistress?

   J: Hi my slave. How are you going today?

   M: Bloody tough project. I'm glad for your interruption.

   J: Good, slave. I enjoyed what we have done so far, you are my
number one slave.

   M: Thank you, Mistress.

   J: I am feeling horny for my sub. Be at my playroom at 7.30
tonight. I have something special planned.

   M: Thank you Mistress. What is it?

   J: Not your concern. You shall do everything I order.

   M: I shall try, Mistress.

   J: Good. I will see you then. In the meantime I will play with
my toys and cum many times to practice. You shall have to endure
the thought you are missing out.

  And she went.

  I  had played with Mistress J three times in the last two
months. The first time was special, a fantasy come true. Bound to
the bed, I willingly submitted to her sexual demands and teasing.
She used me as a playtoy for her incredible continuous orgasms,
her ego, her wishes, and I was forced to endure being fucked in
the ass by her husband, V, just to teach me a lesson not to be so
cocky and assume she played with other men because her husband
was not good enough. The second time we met was similar to the
first but she basically rode me for over an hour straight,
cumming the entire time and not allowing me to once. I had never
experienced a woman that demanding before and I really did feel
like a human dildo. It pleased me to serve her but my cock was
sore for days after. Our third meet was three weeks ago. She
seemed upset and did not disclose anything. She said she was not
in the mood for role-playing and just wanted normal sex, so
that's what we did. We cuddled for a long time.

  Something special tonight for tonight she said. I wondered what
that might be?

  - 2 -

  About half past seven, I pulled into Mistress J's long drive.
Her property was over an hour's drive south of Flinders. Deep
orange sunset silhouetted the tall trees along the drive. When I
reached the edge of her driveway proper, she was nowhere to be
seen. Previously, I had been greeted. But this time there were
two other parked cars. The flashy red sports scar caught my
attention.

  I parked next to them and made my way along the darkening stone
path to J's playroom door. It was located on the side of a
building separate to her main house. Red light glowed from inside
sepia glass insets.

  I rapped on the wood.

  The door squeaked open and I sucked in my breath. Before me,
reclining on the large bed opposite, were two very hot looking
women. The petite blonde wore a tight plastic mini-dress.
Compared to her thin short body, her round breasts appeared, ah
hem, enormous. The woman next to her, however, caught my breath!
Long crossed legs wearing bright red thigh-high boots, red
fishnets that went beneath her black leather microskirt. She was
naked from the waist up: muscled flat stomach, beautiful
medium-size breasts with tiny erect nipples that cried out to be
sucked, ghostewhite skin. Her eyes were painted gothic black all
around with tiny blue decorative swirls at the edges. Her
chin-length hair was bright red. As she gazed at me, I felt I was
in the presence of a true goddess. Mistress J, standing at the
door, wore a black leather lace up mini-dress and silver
knee-high boots with stiletto heels.

  Three gorgeous women who all wanted to play with me, the best
ego boost I could imagine. But what else could I not imagine?

  "Hi," I stammered, not sure what to say.

  J said firmly, "Enter, slave."

  I stepped into the room and J gently pressed the door shut.

  Red light from uplamps lit a purple ceiling. Paintings of nude
and near-naked warrior women adorned the walls. Above the bed was
a poster-sized photo of a woman astride a naked man, faces
hidden, her purple hair flying about while in orgasm. The black
dresser next to the bed held a large mirror and a statue of a
gothic fairae. To my right was a small TV and bookcase on which
sat porn videos and a secret microphone. The prize of the room
was the large bed. Four thick wooden posts flanked the corners.
Fat steel rings were screwed along the posts. Tonight the bed
sheets were black and decorated by the lovely women.

  "This is Tish," J gestured to the blonde, "and Persephone. Bow
to them."

  I bowed.

  Persephone flowed off the bed and stood slightly taller than
myself. Muscles in her shoulders worked for a moment. I blinked
and thought My good luck tonight!

  "Hi", she said, holding out a hand. "Persephone Jones." Her
voice sounded like liquid gold, smooth and inviting. I reached to
shake her hand but she stepped up to me, took my head between her
long black-nailed fingers and gave me one hell of a tongue-filled
kiss. My hands rested on her soft hips. She pushed herself onto
me and squirmed. What an introduction!

  Tish giggled and said, "Go, girl!"

  Persephone pulled back, smiled, licked her lips, turned,
stepped aside.

  "Pretty good," she said.

  "These are my friends," said J.

  I croaked, "Yeah, nice to meet you all."

  J slapped my buttock. I jerked, said nothing.

  "You shall address them properly, my worthless slave."

  "Yes, mistress." I bowed again. Best to get into the role.

  J squinted, tipped her said. "Do you remember what you
promised?"

  I shook my head. "No, Mistress. What did I promise?"

  "You promised that I could share you with my girlfriends if I
wished."

  Now I remembered. I had made that promise in our first long
messenger exchange months ago. I was her 'boy' and she could
share me with her friends. Promises were important to J and I had
made many that afternoon. Shit, I wondered, What else had I
promised?

  Her mouth twitched, left silver foot pointed forward.

  "Strip, slave," she ordered. "We shall inspect."

  As ordered, I removed all my clothes. J positioned me in the
middle of the room, used her boot to spread my legs.

  Persephone reached up and took hold of a rope that dangled from
the ceiling. She lifted my arms, quickly bound my wrists, pulled
and adjusted the rope so my arms were stretched straight up
toward the hook in the ceiling. Exquisite naked breasts quivered
before my face, tantalizing. It was everything I could do not to
reach out and lick them. She tied the rope around my wrists a
third time. I literally hung from the ceiling. I could barely
stand. She stepped back, nodded.

  "Slave," said J, "You will do exactly what we all say, got
that?"

  "Yes, Mistress, whatever you desire, all of you."

  "Good."

  Tish and J walked around me, Persephone stood clear to the
side, arms folded beneath her breasts, right leg pointed. I loved
the red boots.

  Tish slapped my legs. "Yes, slave," she said, "you're here for
us."

  "That's right," said J. "But, Tish, this is a sexual torture
and tease room, we don't do pain unless the slave has been
disobedient. Slave, your cock and ass and tongue and body are
here for our pleasure."

  Tish said, "He's not as pretty as a woman but he'll do."

  J laughed, nice dimples creased her cheeks. Persephone
chuckled.

  J said, "I've been teaching him but he has much more to learn."

  Heels clicked on the wooden floor as they circled and
inspected.

  Tish's fingers brushed along me. Their hawk eyes did not leave
me for a second.

  "You know," Persephone said as she stepped up to me and looked
straight into my eyes, "his cock needs to get hard. I think we
need to teach him to do that for us." She reached down, grasped
it, started pulling, massaging.

  "Yes, indeed," J said. "Pers, he should learn what we want
without us having to ask."

  Tish said, "Fuck yeah."

  Pers released my cock and ran a hand down my chest. J rubbed my
leg with the flat of her hand and fingers. Tish came up to my
right and touched my left hip, looked up at me with a wicked
smile.

  "Get hard, my good slave," whispered J. "We need our
plaything." She lightly touched it.

  Pers chuckled. Her hands slid up along my chest as Tish rubbed
my back and ass. J's hand went up and down inside my leg. Pers
tipped her head then kissed me again. Lightly at first, then
harder. Her tongue pressed between my lips, brushed my own. Tish
fondled my cock. Pers grabbed my ribs. I felt something stir
below. J pushed between Pers and myself -- Pers stepped back -- J
reached behind my neck, pulled and kissed me. She was less
forceful, gentler, but longer. Our mouths moved over each other,
her tongue sought mine.

  "Oh good," I heard Tish say. "It's working."

  Indeed, I could feel the weight building, that wonderful
feeling as my cock gained strength and rigidity. Suddenly, Tish
smacked my cock then grabbed my balls and twisted. I cringed. J
pulled back, blinked. Tish pulled on my cock and said, "I want to
tie up his balls."

  J shook her head. "No, Tish, he's a sex slave, not a painslut.
He's just a worthless male slut, only good for his cock, his jism
and our pleasure." J spoke with this funny sing-songy voice she
sometimes used.

  "Yes," Tish said, "but he's a man and he needs to be properly
put in his place."

  "Oh, he knows it, don't you slave?"

  I nodded and mumbled, "Yes, Mistress, I do. Whatever Mistress
and her friends want."

  Pers said, "He's not yet hard enough to fuck."

  "Right," said J. "We need to do something about that!"

  She dropped down to one knee, took my cock between thumb and
forefinger and engulfed the crown in her mouth. It was a
wonderful sight to watch J's head bob and even better to feel her
lips and sucking. Pers went down next to her, followed by Tish.
All three women were at my feet. Ah, yes! Pers held my balls and
Tish wrapped a hand around my left buttock, pressed a finger
between the cheeks. She squeezed, almost painfully. I looked down
on those enormous tits still captured within her thin dress,
looked at the deep cleavage and I wondered what they really
looked like exposed. Pers already was, though, and my attention
and imagination slipped to her. She looked so beautiful, it
almost took my breath away again. I scolded myself. Not that Tish
or J were any less!

  J pulled off my cock with a "pop", to be replaced by
Persephone's mouth. She sucked hard and used her tongue and
teeth. I swelled. It was, I have to admit, a terribly nice
sucking. She seemed to know exactly the amount of pressure to
use, not too much and not too little and she used her teeth in
interesting but not painful ways. I hated to admit that she felt
better than J. J looked at my cock, ran a finger along the stem
as Pers worked. Tish stood and ran her hands down the left side
of my body.

  Shortly, Pers pulled back. "What's with this guy? He's getting
there but not yet."

  J gestured and she and Tish stepped around behind me. I felt
hands just above my ass.

  "For this guy," I heard J say, "anal is a big deal. He loves
it."

  "Yes," I said, "and I ... "

  I was lightly smacked on the bum.

  "Quiet, slave! You were not asked."

  I mumbled, "Yes, Mistress."

  Pers withdrew from my cock and said, "Men love to have anal
done on them and most won't admit it or they just don't know what
they're missing. Most have too many hangups anyway."

  "You should know," Tish chuckled.

  "I have to say," J said, "that one of my other slaves isn't
into it so much."

  What?! I thought and said, "I thought I was your only slave?"

  Pers squeezed my cock tightly, almost painfully.

  J leaned around me. "What, you think you're the only one? Oh,
come on now! You're one of many."

  The three of them laughed. I think my cheeks flushed. Many? I
had no idea.

  Pers released my cock and said, "Men are all like that, they
think they should have exclusive rights, that they're the centre
of the universe. Idiots with bloody egos. Women should have the
harems."

  "Yes," Tish said. "They have no idea about real women."

  "Come on," Pers said, "he needs to get harder." She gripped my
cock and resumed pumping then went back down on me.

  Behind me, I felt many fingers slide around my ass cheeks,
sometimes entering the crack, others tantalizingly close.

  "See," said J, "we tease him, bring him to the brink and then
pull back. He's not allowed to cum until we say. It'll drive him
nuts."

  Persephone's oral and their hands had turned me on. My cock
thickened, my blood pumped, I felt energized. She took it all the
way into her mouth, rubbed my tip on the top of her mouth. She
sucked very hard, her cheeks dimpled in. I twitched several
times. Someone poked my ass, touched my anus and giggled.

  Oh boy, I thought.

  Pers' oral was, in fact, extremely impressive. She worked all
the way around, constantly moved her hands and looked up at me
before she pulled off for a moment.

  She said, "He's almost there and I'm starting to get hard
myself."

  Odd statement, I thought but I was distracted by her renewed
magnificent oral and whatever Tish or J were doing to my asshole.
I had turned into one massive ball of feelings. I closed my eyes.

  "Unnnng," I murmured and pulled on the ropes.

  Pers licked and sucked more. "He might be liking this too
much," she said. "I know I am."

  "Here," I heard J say, "Press your finger there."

  Someone held my ass cheeks apart and a finger pressed between
on my anus. The finger wriggled and popped through. I relaxed,
flexed my ass and it went right up inside.

  J said, "Now, turn it that way, that's it. Make it crooked and
stroke. Easy, take it easy. Not so fast. That's it, slow and
steady. Feel that smooth spot just inside?"

  "Yes, I do," I heard Tish say.

  "That's his prostate, very sensitive. There's a pile of nerves
there, more even than your clit has. Stroke it and watch what
happens. And don't stop no matter what he does."

  I felt Tish stroke her finger in and out as if she was fucking
me with it. Shortly tiny sparkles of pleasure coursed through me
and I squirmed. They all laughed. Pers continued sucking and
licking, she cupped my balls and played with them at the same
time, occasionally squeezing painfully. Her wonderful tits called
to me.

  Suddenly, something zapped me inside, just went ping!

  "Oh fucking oath!" I cried out. A small orgasmic wave thrust
through my entire body and I shook, twisted on the ropes. It was
heaven and hell combined -- exquisite ecstasy and way too much.

  "See?" J said.

  Tish said, "Yes. I felt that. He clenched down. I did that."

  "You certainly did. Don't stop. Keep doing that no matter what
he does or says."

  Pers pulled her head back and said, "You're being a good ass
slave. I like that." She continued to grip and wank me with her
right hand, staring intently.

  It didn't take much before Tish forced me to shake again. My
muscles clenched as another spark roared through me.

  I cried out, "Shiiit! Oh fuck! Jesus, woman!"

  "Wow," Tish said. "This is really cool!"

  J laughed again.

  Pers grinned at me.

  "Don't stop," J said, "Do not let our slave off. You're in
control. Do it as long as you like, make him cum on your finger.
That's right, stroke it fast now. Watch ..."

  I went ballistic. I cried and pulled and my body jerked with
each uncontrolled spasm. Tish refused to let up and catch my
breath. Another wave lit up from her finger. I twisted, yanked on
the ropes, cried out for mercy. My cock immediately went to full
hard.

  "Can I please have a break!" I pleaded.

  J laughed. "No, I don't think so. You're here for our pleasure
and we're simply loving this!"

  From behind me, Tish laughed wickedly, rubbed and I came again.

  Pers took a step back, still crouched and holding me, and said,
"He's hard now."

  "Oh goodie," I heard Tish say. She removed her magic finger.


  - 3 -

  I breathed hard and felt so relieved. It had been great but
also a type of torture-though-pleasure.

  Pers stood up and said, "I need something now. All that sucking
has me going. Tish?"

  Pers turned, stepped to the bed, and stretched on her back,
side on to me, her head to the left side on the black pillow.
Tish came around, went to the bed, leaned over Pers and kissed
her. Stretching, Tish's dress pulled up and I saw see she was
bare beneath.

  J stood next to me and said softly, "You'll have to watch, poor
slave." Her hand stroked my arm and her other arm wrapped around
my waist.

  I nodded.

  J lightly kissed and stroked my cheek as we watched them.

  Tish gently kissed her way down to Pers' breasts. She sucked on
the one nearest for only a moment before crawling onto the bed.
Her legs went astride Pers' head and Tish leaned forward and down
in sixty-nine position. Pers raised the fishnetted knee closest
to me, hiding Tish's head. I had to imagine what Tish was doing.
Tish lowered her hips toward Pers' mouth and I could see that
Tish fumbled behind the leg. Pers' skirt bunched up, exposing a
lovely hip.

  Tish said, "Ah, here we are." She did something with her hand
then her head began to bob. I heard her suck.

  "See," J said, "Pers is licking Tish who is sucking Pers. You
just have to watch, all tormented."

  It was indeed a type of torture. My hard cock strained,
demanded more attention. I wanted to get down and join in, to ram
into one of them and fuck. I could feel that my body needed
release, especially after all those little orgasms, I was very
keyed up. They had not drained me, instead I was charged and
ready!

  J's right hand went down, cupped my balls and she stroked
gently, lightly with purple painted fingertips.

  "Do you hear that?" she whispered.

  I could. Tish was making noise of some type as Pers worked on
her. Tish's head continued to go up and down as she licked.
Persephone's head did not move much.

  "Oh, yes," Tish said with a muffled voice. "That's it, very
nice."

  "That's great," Pers almost sang. "I'm really getting there.
Ahhhhh, yes."

  Tish began to squirm. She raised her head. "That's it! Yes yes
yes! I'm cumming -- oh god yes!"  She held rigid as her orgasm
raked. Per's arms wrapped around Tish's legs.

  J did something to my balls and my hips jerked. I pumped and
squirted twice. J squeezed my cock tight as I convulsed,
preventing anything further escaping. Her hand was spattered by
my initial fluids.

  J slapped my leg. "Bad slave! You were not to cum until I
said!"

  "I couldn't help it, Mistress. I'll stay hard, I promise."

  "You better, slave."

  Tish had laid down on Pers and breathed heavily. Pers tenderly
stroked beneath Tish's skirt. Tish rolled off Pers and off the
bed, stood with her back to me.

  She grinned at Pers. "I got you so fucking hard that you're
going to have to cum ten times."

  "At least!" Pers agreed. "A lot of fucking'll help. Can I have
him first?" She licked her lips, pushed her skirt, lowered her
leg, sat up then stood. Her skirt looked a bit funny, sort of
sticking out at the front, but her boobs and height and long
inviting legs in the red boots distracted me. She looked hungrily
straight at my cock. Her hands clenched, released, clenched.

  J went to the dresser. "Here," she said and returned with a
purple bottle. She squirted the lube onto my cock and rubbed it
all around.

  Pers turned around and backed up toward me. She leaned forward,
braced herself with one hand on her knee, legs bent slightly.
With the other hand she pulled her skirt over luscious hips. I
looked down on a nice, firm round beautiful perfect alabaster
ass. She scooted back up to me, bumped my cock.

  "Get in my ass."

  Oh my god, I thought. First time and I'm in her ass.

  She reached around, took hold of my lubed cock, positioned it
and pushed it between her cheeks. J and Tish both helped spread
them wide. Pers wiggled and I felt my cockhead touch her anus.
She pushed back. The crazy thing was that I seemed to slip right
in without difficulty. It was as if she just opened up. She was
nicely snug but not as tight as I'd felt asses.

  "Ah, yes, that's it, that's great."

  She moved slightly, causing my cock to slide back out. When she
pressed back to me, I was pushed away from her instead of fucking
back.

  "Slave, cooperate!" J smacked my leg.

  I pushed myself the best I could back at Persephone and entered
her again all the way. Her ass clenched on me tightly this time.
I felt very engulfed. J stood next to me and pushed my body at
Pers. Persephone moved slowly again out then back and repeated, a
slow steady fuck with J directing my body in sync. It was
difficult not to twist, hanging as I was.

  Tish stood back and watched. Her right arm crossed her body,
left elbow in right palm, left fingers touched her lips.

  "I think he may like this too much," Tish commented.

  J said, "He may indeed. Pers, the slave needs punishment."

  J pushed me hard and Pers suddenly fucked back and squeezed
with her anal muscles. I groaned, my face twisted in momentary
pain.

  "Will that do?" Pers said.

  "Oh yes," J said.

  Tish nodded and smiled. "That's a real turnon."

  I closed my eyes as Pres and I fucked harder and faster. She
and J were in total control of the rapid movement.

  I heard a zipper and saw Tish unzip her dress and dropped it.
Her freckled skin glistened with perspiration. Her huge looking
breasts dropped, her hard nipples inviting to be sucked. I shook
my head, blinked. Hanging from the rope, my arms had become sore.

  Tish's hand flew down to her crotch. She pressed her middle
finger between the lips and rubbed. She said, "Pers, do me!"

  Tish flopped on the bed onto her back, her pussy facing me
between spread thighs. Her arms reached out, fingers flicked.
Pers pulled forward and slid off my cock, just leaving me
hanging, swaying. She raised, her back to me, reached to her side
hip, stepped to the bed, unzipped her micro skirt, tossed it
aside, scooted between Tish's wide pale legs. Pers bent her
knees, leaned down with straight arms on either side of Tish,
wiggled her hips and then thrust forward as if she had a cock.
Pers kept her legs together and then fell all the way on a
grunting Tish. I shook my head. Pers sucked one of Tish's breasts
while fucking. Tish moaned.

  Pers' round ass moved rhymically, steadily and forcefully. Had
Pers a strapon hidden under the skirt? Or could women fuck each
other clit to clit and I just didn't know it? Pers was literally
pounding into Tish. Tish's legs shot out wide, giving Pers more
access, and her wide spread hands and arms clutched Persephone's
back.

  J went around to my left side, held my arm.

  "Drives you wild, doesn't it?" she said. "I bet you'd like to
get your cock between those big boobs." J stroked my body. "I bet
you would like to join them, maybe fuck your cock into
Persephone's ass again." J pouted. "Or Tish."

  "Yes, Mistress, but I would like to fuck you, too."

  J laughed, stroked my arm.

  "Ug, ug, yes," Tish panted. "Almost, almost ... harder, damn
it! Fuck me harder!" Pers slapped into Tish faster and harder.

  J rubbed my knob with the palm of her open hand. The crown
seemed now polished and smooth and too sensitive, making me
quiver.

  "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, fuck me Pers, fuck me, that's it,
that's..."

  I couldn't miss Tish cumming again. She clawed at Pers' back
and released a very loud, "Yeeeeessssssss!"

  When she finished, Pers pulled back and stood straight, fists
on hips. She turned around and there I saw her cock, hard,
glistening, purple and very real. It wasn't big nor thick but it
was a real erect hairless cock pointed right at me and wet and it
had just been in Tish.

  Oh my god, I thought, what has J gotten me into?

  Pers looked all female, divine and statuesque, utterly
desirable ... and she had a cock. My feelings were mixed, my mind
raced. I'd fucked her in the ass, enjoyed it too, and did not
know what she was. I'd been fantasizing about fucking Pers in her
cunt. Oh my, what had I done? What was I going to do?

  J sprouted a big grin as if she had won the lottery.

  "I need to cum," Pers said firmly, looking straight at me.

  J gestured and stepped back. "Go ahead, he's here for our
pleasure. Fuck him as you wish. Our slave's ass is here to be
used. You need to cum again?"

  "Too right."

  Tish propped herself up on her elbows, looking, still breathing
heavily. Her shoulder-length blonde hair waved as her head shook
and her breasts moved.

  Persephone stepped purposefully around me. I felt her hands on
my hips then pull my ass apart. Her cock pressed between my ass
cheeks. It was wet. She pushed and probed me. I knew she wasn't
big but she felt like it.

  J said, "I think this is a nice little present for your fucking
tight ass. My friend here is going to shove her dick in you and
you're going to be our bitch."

  Pers: "I'll just, ah yes, there, right there."

  Her cock pushed at my asshole. I flexed involuntarily and it
popped through. I struggled. Tish levered herself off the bed and
padded up to me, next to J. Pers pushed, grunted, pressed
steadily, slowly, pulling my hips hard so as to put herself
inside me as far as she could. She pushed me out then pulled me
back using her hands to lever me rather than moving her own hips.
Her fingers hurt more than her cock did stretching me wide. She
felt enormous in me although I did not feel much pain.

  "Ahhh," Pers sighed as she pushed all the way into me and
stopped. She held still before pulling back and almost out.
Slowly at first, then faster, Pers fucked me with a steady but
increasing rhythm. It didn't take long before she was fucking me
fast and hard. My body shook. J and Tish held onto me. Tish
grabbed my still hard cock rather painfully.

  Pers fucked and I had to admit it felt simply good. She wrapped
her arms around my chest and held while slamming into me. She
grunted with each thrust and panted.

  "I'm...almost...there."

  Tish stroked my cock now and J kissed my neck. She reached back
and did something to Pers.

  Pers fucked very fast and cried out loudly, "Yes! That did it!
Thanks." She jammed herself into me as hard and as far as she
could. I felt her cock pump each squirt.

  I groaned again. My own cock twitched itself in time to Per's
shots.

  "Whew," Pers finally breathed. "That was unbelievable." She
pulled out and let go of me.

  "Glad you liked it," J said.

  - 4 -

  Tish let go of my cock. "Can I try a strapon?"

  "Certainly," J said. In the drawer she found the one she had
used before and handed it to Tish. In moments, Tish was strapped
up with a purple curved dong. She stepped around behind me. I
felt it between my cheeks, felt hands pull apart, felt the dong
slide right in and up. It was larger than Pers but I felt no
pain. I must have been well dilated.

  Pers stood before me, still hard. J went to her, dropped to her
knees and took Pers' cock into her mouth. She pulled back, turned
her head toward me, grinned mischievously, touched the tip of her
tongue to the head.

  "Watch this, slave. Yours isn't the only cock worth fucking
here."

  Tish fucked roughly into me. I stumbled and almost spun. I
didn't feel as turned on as I had with Pers but it was still ok.
Watching Pers get sucked, however, that was far more interesting.
Pers closed her eyes, balled her fists and stood tall with legs
apart while J's head and hands worked around. J was really
socking it to her. My god, Pers was beautiful. They all were.

  "That's really good," Pers said, "really turning me on again."

  Her red hair waved.

  Her eyes opened and she looked directly at me, smiling
crookedly. She reached down, placed her hands beneath J's arms
and lifted. She kept lifting, picked J right up. J squealed. Pers
turned them both around and bounced J onto the bed. Pers
literally launched herself at J, pulled J's skirt up exposing J's
naked pussy and hips and all those lovely colourful tattoos.

  J said loudly, "My god, what got into you?"

  Her knees came up. Pers pushed her hips at J.

  J spread her legs and cried out, "Oh, god, that's --" Pers
jammed herself into J. "-- it. God do I need this, too! Oh, oh
..."

  Pers fucked roughly, no finesse, straight into it. J started
breathing heavily right away. Tish kept fucking into me and
puffing. J's legs came up, her heels pressed hard into Pres'
buttocks, her hands gripped Pres' back. The bed shook and
creaked. Watching her round ass clench and relax with each fast
thrust was a real turnon, I'd never seen anything like that for
real before. Beauty in motion.

  Tish said, "Like seeing that do you? Well, I love fucking you
this way." She jammed into my ass hard several times. I groaned.
She wrapped her arms around me, pressed those huge breasts
against my back. "Feel this and suffer, slave! You'll never get
to touch them with your hands."

  J's orgasm had started. "Oh yes, oh yes, that's it, oh god, I'm
cumming already, fuck me, damn it, fuck me, oh fuck, oh,
ahhhhhh." A howl escaped from J as she started.

  Pers cried, "Yes" again and slapped hard into J. I saw her ass
cheeks clench several times as she came again. J had this huge
grin on her face then her mouth opened as she breathed heavily,
her eyes closed and her body and face wrenched in another orgasm.

  Tish fucked into me, reached down and held my cock. My body
shook suddenly, without warning. She must have hit something. I
cried, "Oh fuck!"

  - 5 -

  "I really really need to cum," I said as Tish withdrew.

  "No," said a winded J. "Only ... when we say."

  Pers stood before me, a wicked grin on her face. "I have to
fuck him again," she said.

  She did? I thought. She had just cum a few times but was still
hard and talking about cumming again. It was amazing.

  Tish pulled out, stepped around me. I felt vacant.

  Persephone stood right up to me, lifted me, pressed her cock
beneath my balls. Fumbling, she found the spot in my wet ass and
pushed herself back into me. In moments she was fucking me fast,
gripping my sides and lifting my whole body up and down with each
massive thrust. She growled and fucked hard, shaking me. My arms
now hurt. I spread my legs trying to stay in place.

  Tish unhooked the strapon and handed it to J.

  "Not enough," Pers said loudly.

  She pulled out of me, went around behind and pressed herself
back into my ass from that direction. Quickly, she built up her
fucking speed. Like before, she gripped my hips and moved them
forward and back to slide herself in and out, me her piston.

  "Aaaaaaaaaaaa..."

  Tish laid down on the bed, spread her arms. J came around,
crawled up and dropped her head between Tish's legs. She looked
at me as she licked Tish.

  My cock felt nearly bursting again, I had to cum badly, between
Pers' ferocious fucking and J licking out Tish. All too quickly,
though, I felt Pers cram into me, grunt and spurt. I admit it, it
felt nice. I never would have thought that before, that being
fucked in the ass by a real cock would feel that nice. At least
Pers was not a "real guy", she looked and sounded and had the
smooth skin of a beautiful woman. She just had a cock. That's the
way my mind saw her -- female with a cock -- and that must have
made it easier for me.

  She pulled out, came around and kissed me passionately. She
kissed me passionately? Placing her arms around my neck, she
said, "You think I'm finished cumming? Poor man, you have no idea
what I can do."

  "You're amazing," I told her.

  "I need you on the bed." She kissed me again, this time softer.
I responded.

  Tish and J came over and helped Pers untie me. My arms ached,
my wrists hurt. I staggered down, almost collapsed. They helped
me to the bed, laid me down on my back. My cock, still hard, gave
me away.

  Tish crawled onto the bed on my left side, laid down next to me
and held down one of my arms. Pers stood along the bed's side, to
my right and held the other.

  J said, "My turn." She climbed on top, astride, raised her
dress to expose her heavily tattooed legs above her silver boots.
Her cunt found my erection and slid down on me. She sighed and
dropped the dress so I could not see myself in her. She put her
hands on my chest, fingers together, closed her eyes and ground
on me. Her legs tucked tightly against my thighs.

  "Oh yes, I'm going to cum all over your cock. It'll be sooo
gooood."

  J's cunt gripped me tightly. She did something with her
internal muscles and milked me. Tish and Pers stroked her back
and legs. Pers kissed her, then J closed her eyes, lowered her
head and concentrated. She moved forward and back on me, short
grinding motions. Her breathing quickened.

  "Yes, yes, it won't take much ... almost there, yes, oh fuck,
oh yes ... I love cock, yes."

  She pushed hard on me, her body shuddered. J's head came up,
eyes wide, mouth open and howled as she started to cum. She did
not stop fucking, not for one moment, and when her orgasm
finished, she kept fucking and moaning until the next one hit,
which was only seconds apart. Each orgasm was accompanied by a
crescendo in her ongoing "Ohhhh" and then a lessening when the
feelings slacked. She continued to fuck, and gradually changed to
a more up/down movement. That was J, mistress of the long
continuous loud orgasm.

  Pers pulled back and said, "Wow." Her hand rubbed J's ass.
"I've seen you before but just, wow."

  Tish said, "I'm always amazed." Tish continued to stroke J's
neck and back as J came further.

  I saw that Pers was still hard and motioned her to come to my
hand. I squeezed her cock several times. She smiled at me and
nodded, bent over and kissed me.

  "Ah yes," J hissed between orgasms. She humped me hard now,
moving the entire bed, smashed down and up on my cock hard and
fast. "More," she panted, "Ah -- more I want -- more. Eeeee, fuck
yes!"

  I felt thoroughly engulfed by all of them. The feeling of J's
orgasms, of her vagina contracting on me, it was driving me
crazy. It was all I could do not to cum myself.

  Fifteen minutes or so had elapsed, based the digital clock on
the bookcase. J moved the entire time, her hips changing to
little to and fro motions, her pussy grinding on me, her voice
loud with each wave. As time went by, J's motions reduced and her
noise subsided and her orgasms took longer each time but she did
not stop. Her determination and ability to keep cumming was
incredible.

  I have to say that Pers' kisses felt very good indeed. I kept
being surprised but maybe I shouldn't have been. Her skin was
soft and she felt completely feminine.

  J now moved only slightly. Another orgasm rippled through her,
she panted. Her head came up, eyes opened, a huge laughing smile
spread her face. Still she ground on. Moments later, J tightly
shut her eyes and shuddered again. Her eyes opened wide after.

  Pers said, "Can I fuck him when you're done?"

  Tish crawled off the end of the bed, went behind Pers.

  J nodded but did not stop moving. She was still shaking, eyes
open, looking directly at me.

  I reached with my left hand, held J's back, stroked it.

  "Slave," she said breathlessly, "you may cum now."

  About time! I thrust my hips up, lifting J off the bed for a
moment. She giggled, tipped, caught her balance. A few more
thrusts and I burst while her cunt clenched on me in reply.

  "Oh yes! That's it, my slave ... spray your cum ... into me, I
feel it, ah yes. Now just one more for me..."

  J continued to fuck me until she orgasmed very loudly again.

  "Oh oh oh, oh fuck yes!"

  Then J stopped and sat up. Breathing hard, breasts rising and
falling within her dress, she ran her hands through her dark
short hair. She smiled, lifted herself off me, swung off the bed,
dripping between the legs. She sat heavily on the bed, catching
her breath.

  Pers came around to the end of the bed, crawled on, over me,
pressed her body between my legs, and spread them wide using her
arms, held them up over her shoulders. She pushed her cock back
into my ass then opened my legs and laid down on top of me. My
legs pulled apart around her. I amazed myself: I actually loved
the feel of her body and breasts on me and her cock in me. I must
have opened right up for her without even thinking. Her hips
moved in short jerking motions as she slid in and out of me. She
kissed me and then held onto my body as she fucked. I pressed my
thighs against her hips.

  J slid herself off the end of the bed. To the side, Tish put
her dress and boots back on while she and J watched.

  Pers fucked steadily, strongly.

  "I'm gonna get this," she said. She pushed her body up with her
arms on each side of me. Her teeth gritted. She slammed into me
over and over as she looked directly into my eyes. It was only a
couple of minutes more before Pers shouted, "Oh yes, oh yes!" and
shoved roughly into me and held. Her contractions were easy to
feel.

  Tish and J both clapped. Pers smiled and breathed a sigh of
relief. Her firm large breasts moved wonderfully.

  Pers leaned down, laid on me, kissed me again and lifted off,
rolled to my left side and sat up on the bed. Tish leaned over me
and kissed Pers. "I have to go," she said. "See you soon." Tish's
hand stroked Persephone's cheek. Pers held her lovingly, kissed
Tish again, said, "Will do, my pet. I hope you liked this."

  Tish nodded, "Oh yes, it was fun. You know I love strapons."
She turned to J, took J's hands, smiled, kissed her lightly on
the cheek, then groaned the door and left.

  Pers laid down alongside me, turned me on my side and cuddled
into my back. Her arm wrapped around my body. J laid on the other
side of me, facing. The three of us filled the bed.

  J kissed my cheek. "Thank you, slave. You've made me happy and
proud tonight." I reached behind my ass and found and stroked
Pers' now limp cock. She pushed it toward me, laid her head on my
shoulder. J over and held Pers' arm, gently rubbed it. "We did
well."

  "Yes we did. I really enjoyed him. He's nice."

  As we cuddled, I wondered what J might have in store for me in
the future. Pers felt lovely next to me and J was, well, J was
just as great. I never dreamed anything like this might happen
for real.

  ###

Author's notes:

Written August - October 2011, Revised June 2012

This is the second instalment in the Mistress J series. The
others are:

The Fabulous Mistress J
Gangbang His Virgin Ass
Persephone's Secret.

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.

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