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Vickie's Mom Chapter 9

by Cinque Manson

"The Sauna"



I walked into the dimly lit sauna room, Estelle, grasping my
stiff prick, preceding me. I was hit by a blast of hot air, and my
nostrils stung as I breathed it in. Wally walked beside me, her hand
on my shoulder, sighing contentedly.
        
Julie, Estelle's teen age daughter, sat on the highest of
three benches, her dark brown hair pulled off her face with a broad
headband. Her hair spread wildly down her back, giving her a leonine
quality. She was everyman's wet dream, at the precise apex of  her
development. She was ripe, I can't think of any other way to describe
it. In the heat of the sauna she glistened with sweat, and her tan
skin shined like a seal's. Her shoulders were thrown back, thrusting
her chest forward. As I stared at her my breath caught. Her breasts,
two cones of white flesh, were tipped with nipples like none I'd seen
before. Instead of an eraser-like tip emerging from her breast, her
entire aureole looked inflated, two puffed up domes sitting on the
ends of her tits. Her tummy was rounded, her thighs as well, she was a
sex-peach caught at just the right moment of succulence.
        
She was cupping her hand between her thighs, working it back
and forth as she watched my English teacher, Miss Tingley, on a second
tier bench, slide an authentic-looking replica of a penis in and out
of her juicy pussy. Nora stood before the benches, rubbing baby oil
into her skin. She looked magnificent, six foot-two in her large but
perfectly shaped bare feet. She looked at me and said,
        
"Ah, the real thing has arrived at last. Slutboy, go lay down
on the first bench, there." She pointed to the seat just below my
teacher.
        
I lay down on my back, my cock flopping on my stomach. I was
hard, but not rigid. My fuck with Wally had been joyous, I was happy
to have given the fortyish rich lady so much satisfaction. She was
beaming, and sat at my head.
        
Nora said,
        "Wally, I hope you found what you were looking for. As I said
earlier, this group represents a wide range of women's sexual desire.
Wally just wanted a good fuck," an appreciative laugh rose from the
women, "and now, we turn to Julie."
        
"Julie has reached the time in her life where she should be
happiest, and yet she is angry, frustrated, and fearful, although she
manifests a great deal of contempt as well. Wally desired nothing more
than a ride on a young fat cock; Julie is inundated by cocks, boys at
school, boys she dates, and she finds them intimidating and absurd,
both at the same time."
        
Wally spoke up quickly, "That's not all I want, and I plan to get what I want from now on!"
        
Julie had sat forward, her forearms crossed on her knee, as
she listened to Nora speak about her.
        
"Julie, I think your "problem" is one of empowerment. Come sit
there next to Barbara."
        
Julie climbed down and sat next to Miss Tingley. She loomed
over my mid-section. At a loss at what to do with her feet, she
planted one on my stomach, and one on my thighs. Nora strode over to
us and said,
        
"Julie, I want you to realize your strength. This hormone
crazed boy lays at your feet, aroused, yet at your command! There is
nothing to fear from an erection." She poured baby oil on my groin,
dripping half the bottle on my fifteen year old dick. She bent at the
knees and took the heels of Julie's plump little feet in her hands.
She brought the girls soles together with my cock between them. My
prick throbbed as she pressed the teenagers soft pale soles into my
hardness. Nora carried Julie's feet up my column to my head, then
down, once, twice, again and again.
        
I watched in disbelief and incredible excitement as Nora
jacked me off with this perfect princess' adolescent soles. Miss
Tingley had taken the bottle of baby oil and applied a liberal amount
to her own pale narrow arches. She pushed me back on the bench with
them, and pinched flaps of my skin by flexing her oily toes on my
stomach and chest. Estelle climbed up next to her, and, the next thing
I knew, she jammed one of her sinewy feet in my mouth, gagging me, as
she seemed hell-bent on making me swallow it.
        
I moved my tongue wildly over Estelle's toes. Nora had incited
the three women to humiliate me with their feet, and I reveled in the
experience. I was a slutboy, I took every humiliation they dished up,
and loved it! Nora released Julie's luscious feet, and the teengirl
dropped my dick. She replaced her soles on the underside of my turgid
penis as it lay again on my belly, and put her weight on me. I felt
Wally's size fours fondling my nutsack. Julie's soles went into a
frenzy, pressing and rubbing me in opposite directions. Estelle
dropped to one knees beside my right ear, her other foot finding
purchase on the sauna floor. She said,
        
"I gave you the tiniest taste of me earlier, now I want you to
try for more!"
        
She opened her pussy to me with both hands. Her wild untrimmed
black thatch of pubic hair parted, revealing her nearly red nether lips. She sat on my chest, her sex at my chin, and toyed with me. She said,
        
"Taste me, slutboy, reach for my pussy with your nasty little
tongue."
        
She moved up, and placed herself just out of reach. I craned
my neck, and by extending my tongue as far as I could, I could just
make contact with her hairy lips. I wanted her, I wanted to bury my
face in her, but she dallied with me, coming nearer, then pulling
away. Her daughter watched, smiling malevolently, and smashed my
throbbing dick beneath her perfect princess feet. Nora took in our
spectacle, then left the sauna. Julie said,
        
"I want him to kiss my ass, like he did to Nora."
        
Estelle rose from my face and said, "Do it, baby, make this pervert kiss your ass!"
        
The mother and daughter exchanged places, and I was suddenly
confronted by Julie's perfect pussy, her pubic hair trimmed short, and
bikini waxed into a narrow line up to her tummy. She said,
        
"Oh, no, this isn't for you, sicko, you can look, but never,
ever, touch. You're gonna kiss my butt, not only that, you're gonna
like it. I saw you stick your icky tongue up Nora, and I want some of
the same treatment, understand?"
        
This was too much. I let caution to the wind, and said,
        
"Give me your ass, sit it down on my face, I want to worship
it, I....
        
My little speech was interrupted by Julie, who crouched over
me, with her ass now over my mouth. Her buttcrack spread as Miss
Tingley pulled her cheeks aside, and there it was! Her asshole was a
dainty slit between her cheeks, no different in color from her thighs.
It looked so innocent, so pristine, unlike the puckered holes of the
mature women I was used to servicing. I tickled it with my tongue tip.
I laved it with wide licks, tasting her. She was like a delicate
mushroom. My eyes rolled back in my head as I wet her behind with my
saliva. She said,
        
"Yes, lick me, buttboy, get me nice and wet."
        
I pushed my tip into her tight ass slit, and met with virginal
resistance. I kept up my tongue-fucking, bit by bit gaining entry into
her ass. Estelle was stooping on the sauna floor at my hip, holding my
cock upright for Wally and Miss Tingley, who together were rubbing
their oily feet against me. They used my unit to massage and stroke
their feminine peds, their toes, their soles, their hard heels, the
dimples around their ankles. Miss Tingley delighted in pinching the
wrinkled skin of my testicles with her toes.
        
Julie's tight teenage butthole gave way to the insistent
poking I gave it with my tongue, hugging it, and she began to ride it,
bouncing up and down on it. She hissed,
        
"Ooooh, yessss, stick that boytongue up my asshole. Nnngngggg.
It's so nasty."
        
Her anus became slippery with my spittle, and I increased the
tempo of  my tongue thrusts, aching to make her cum, pleasuring her
furiously. The firm grip her ass had on my tongue lit a fire in my
balls. Julie made bestial noises, pushing me farther into her ass. Her
ass responded to my insistent prodding by coating my tongue with
rectal mucus, her butthoney, and I hummed as I drank in her essence.
Estelle said,
        
"Ride him, baby, he's made to please."
        
She jacked my prick as the other two ladies ravished me with
their incredibly erotic feet. Julie leaned forward and buried my nose
in her pussy, and I inhaled deeply her earthy cunt-smell.
Her nubile clit rotated on the end of my nose, and that brought her
off.
        
"NnnnngNnnnnnngNgnnnnng!"
        
She leaned back, her full weight on my tongue, burying it to
the root in her adolescent asshole, and I made inarticulate sounds
deep in my throat as she spasmed around my tongue. She continued,
        
"Ooooooooohoooh!"
        
My prick, caught between one of Wally's feet, one of Miss
Tingley's feet, and Estelle's artful hand, erupted in a volcanic
orgasm. Wally placed her toes directly over my spewing peehole, and
caught my spurts with them. Miss Tingley dragged her foot up and down
me as I tensed and shot six long bolts of cum on Wally's tiny shrimps.
The boycum dripped slowly off them onto Miss Tingley's arch and
Estelle's pumping fingers.
        
I think we all said,
        
"Ahhhhhhhhh."

Julie stood up, my tongue slid out of her, and I watched in awe as her asshole, which had opened to accommodate my tongue-fucking, closed back tight and pristine. She moved her hair back, out of her eyes, and said,
        
"That was great. I'm going to make Larry do that to me the
next time we date."
        
Estelle said,
        "I think Larry's in for a big surprise!"
       
 Wally scooted her child-like trim body up my chest. She sat on
me and waved her cum drenched toes under my nose, saying,
        
"Lick these clean, now. You've go my toes all messy and now
you've got to lick it off!"
        
Hearing her educated voice giving me these filthy directions
made the other women laugh. Miss Tingley said,
        
"Way to go Wally! Yes, Bobby, we'd all like to see you clean
up your mess."    
	
She shifted down her bench, and placed her own jizz
bedecked toes at my lips. I felt so ashamed when she called me by
name. I guess it was one thing to be an anonymous toy for strange
ladies, but this woman knew me, I would probably have her class again
next year in school. And I was ashamed because I wanted to do as she
requested. I wanted nothing more than to suck her toes until I had
drunk every trace of my boycum off them. Wally's toes were buried
under gobs of my seed, and I started with her. I took most of my slime
in one great mouthful, then concentrated on detailing her small toes,
taking care that I swirled around each one at least ten times. She
hummed as I probed between her diminutive digits,
        
"Mmmmm, I can feel that all the way up to my womb."
        
Miss Tingley stared at me with her big brown eyes, shifting on
the bench, and said,
        
"Me, too."
        
I didn't want to stop, Wally's tiny toes burned into my brain,
and I never wanted to stop when I found what I wanted. Miss Tingley
finally pushed Wally's feet aside with her own, saying
        
"My turn, Bobby, go on, lick the sperm off your teacher's
foot."
        
I glowed red as a lobster. Her words were driving me crazy
with lust and mortification. My mind danced with forbidden fantasies;
I was under her desk at school, worshipping her feet while the rest of
the class pointed and giggled; Miss Tingley sitting nude on the desk
top, whipping me with her blackboard pointer as I jerked off on her
pale white feet. I got to work, slurping and grunting, half in a
lascivious dreamworld and half in an unbelievable reality. I rubbed
the end of my tongue against the rough edge of  the toenail of her big
toe. I trapped the drops of my boyseed in my open lips and inhaled
them down my throat.  I imagined her toes were enlarged multiple
clitorises, and tried to take her to climax by licking them. I licked
and sucked, in a timeless zone of erotic epiphany.
        
I alternated between Miss Tingley and Wally, sampling both of
their highly individualized delectable feet.
        
My teendong, primed with the racing hormones of a red blooded
fifteen year old, had not had a chance to go soft after my cum, and
now engorged once more, as I wandered in an unholy wonderland,
kissing, licking and swallowing.
        
Nora entered the sauna, carrying a large gym bag. She brought
it over to us, dropping it on the concrete floor of the hotroom. She
stood with her hands on her wide hips, golden and dripping with sweat.
We all stopped our carrying on, and our attention turned to her.
She pushed her hands down her thighs, screeding off the sheen. I gazed
at her with crazed eyes, knowing that when she opened her mouth to
order us about that something wonderful and unexpected would happen.
She said,
        
"Good, you're all doing fine. Julie, please sit up on the next
bench. Well, I see you're well on the way to solving the puzzle of
penises! A bit of well directed force, and they will do whatever you
wish. Next, I want to appropriate the power of the phallus for
yourself."
        
She stuck her hand into the gym bag and pulled out a latex
cock, pink and veined. She next extracted a bizarre series of leather
bands. She inserted the dildo into an opening in the contraption, and
told Julie to stand. Nora leaned over me and wrapped the straps around
Julie's firm full thighs, around her hourglass waist, snapping and
adjusting. When she was done she stepped back and said,
        
"Well, Julie, what do you think?"
        
Julie appraised her new appendage with wide eyes. She stood,
her gorgeous tits incongruous with the flesh-toned dick hanging
perpendicular to her lithe body. She imitated jerking it off with her
right hand, pushing her chestnut hair of her face with the other. She
said,
        
"Wow. Now this I like.."
        
The other women craned their necks to get a closer look. Wally
giggled behind a hand. Julie sat down, leaned back and extended her
arms on the top bench, her "penis" pointing at the ceiling, much like
the real thing. Her body glistened with sweat, and she looked at Nora
defiantly. She said,
        
"Now what," more a statement than a question. Nora said,
        
"Well, now we turn some tables. Get on your knees, boytoy,
kneel before your Mistress Julie!."
        
I disentangled myself from the welter of feet that held me
supine to the bench. I raised myself to my knees in front of Julie,
who languished above me. She spread her knees, and I gazed with
adoring eyes her perverse mixture of pouting pussy lips below and hard
cock above. Nora said,
        
"Tell slutboy what you'd like him to do for you. His posture
should indicate the appropriate command."
        
Julie framed the base of the dildo with both hands, massaging
up and down. She looked down at me with laughing eyes, and said,
        
"I feel like I've waited to say this for years," the women
laughed, "OK, slutboy, come get some. Come suck my dick, you slimy
worm!"
        
A chill swept down my spine, despite the hot, hot room. I knew
I would comply, I had no choice, I was slave to my lust, and through
my desires, slave to this impish vixen waving a latex cock in my face.
I moved toward her, and she slapped my face with the dildo. I closed
my eyes so she would not injure them. She singsonged,
        
"Open wide, little boy, I've got something for you."
        
I let her push her dick into my mouth, and seized up in a
transgressional possession. My own boydick stretched its skin, the
feel of the phony cock's outline exciting me, humiliating me. Julie
pushed the cock forward, gagging me, saying,
        
"Relax, tiger, I know you can take it all."
        
I made gurgling sounds, relaxing my throat, as Julie made me
deepthroat her latex sextoy. She pulled it back until just the head
was resting on my lower lip. She jeered at me,
        
"Don't play with it, bitch, work with it."
        
I wondered what sort of boys she dated. I circled the head of
her prick with my tongue, then pulled back into my mouth using
suction. My cheeks dimpled as I inhaled her, and I made nasty sucking
noises as I gave her the best blowjob my fevered fifteen year old
boybrain could imagine. Nora said,
        
"Straighten up, Bobby, I want to show Julie something."
        
I unbent, and my own penis waved parallel with Julie's. Nora
raised on of her amazon feet and pushed me into Julie, who said,
"Ooof! Get off me you creep." Miss Tingley reached over and trapped my
cock and Julie's dingus in her grasp. My English teacher said,
        
"He's a bit bigger than you, honey, but not by much."
        
Estelle climbed over us, joining her daughter on her other
side. Nora handed her a pink vibrator, and said,
        
"He may have a slight advantage in size for the moment, but
yours never gets soft."
        
Miss Tingley tightened her grip, squeezing my dick close to
Julie's. Estelle, sweat dripping from her elbow, flicked on the
vibrator. She leaned down, her face close to our crotches, and teased
the tip of my boyprick with the buzzing toy. I would have leapt off
the bench but for Miss Tingley's iron hand holding me. I felt
something sliding under my balls, looked over my shoulder and saw Nora
sticking another vibrator between my legs. She used the humming
machine to explore my nuts, then deeper, into Julie's thighs. Julie
and I writhed as the two mature women dallied the vibrators over our
sexes. Julie gasped, closed her eyes, and pursed her lips. I knew Nora
had entered her adolescent pussy by the way she fucked her hips
against my cock. Estelle played her battery powered column playfully
up and down my bulging column, bouncing it on the shiny purple head in
a fiendish semaphore. Julie blasted my face with hot gusts of her
breath, puffing in time to Nora's thrusts. She snarled, showing her
bright, white teeth, her glorious head thrown back, her arms
straightened behind her, leaning on the bench behind her. She was
melting, cumming again and again, and she suddenly opened her savage
eyes and looked at me. She grabbed my head with one hand and smashed
our faces together. She kissed me, every muscle in her body tensing,
opening and raping my mouth with her tongue.
Then she leaned way again, flailing her legs and screaming joyfully.
Estelle stopped her teasing, sitting up and applying her vibrator to
one of Julie's nipples, increasing her daughter's volume.
        
"AhhhhhooohhhhhhhhAaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
         
Nora placed her huge hands in my armpits and lifted me. I
felt limp, yet aware. Miss Tingley said,
        
"Let me have him, I want him in me."
        
"Take him then, but follow my guidance," Nora replied.  My
mature teacher was now glowing red from the heat of the room, and the
heat of the sex she had been witness to. She reclined back on the
bench, stretched her legs, and clamped her soft soles around my
boyhood. She twisted on the seat like a snake, and said,
        
"Bobby? Do you hear me? It's Miss Tingley. I have your cock,
can you feel my feet on your cock? I want it in my pussy, Bobby, I
want to fuck you until you scream."
        
She whispered these words urgently, and I heaved my breath in
and out of my chest. I got down on my knees between her legs, and she
gripped instead now with fluttering fingers. I put a hand on either
side of her head, in her russet hair fanning out on the bench. She
lifted her legs and masturbated on my young dick, parting her lips
with me and agitating me against her clit. She said,
        
"Kiss me Bobby."
        
Our tongues danced, and she pulled me into her parted
cuntlips. Her box was slick with her arousal. I let my weight down
gently, filling her, burying my teendick to the root. She expelled a
great gush of damp warm breath. I lay there, still, wondering at the
moment, my dick impaling my English teacher. I felt a finger idly
toying with my anus. It was Wally, who rapidly replaced her digit with
her tongue. It was delightful, this oral poking of my bottom,
intoxicating. I began to follow the meandering of the older
housewife's busy tongue. Miss Tingley gripped my arms suddenly, and
said,
        
"Don't move, Bobby, I don't want you to fidget."
        
She tensed her inner muscles and milked my prick with her
vagina as the tiny blond behind me snaked her pointy tongue into my
anus. I felt movement behind me, and Wally was gone. Miss Tingley was
moaning and growling under me, and I felt a hard object poke my butt
crack. It was Julie! Kneeling behind me, holding her now greased pole
at its base, drawing it up and down, vexing my asshole. I surrendered,
internally. That is, I knew what was coming, and accepted it. I wanted
Julie to fuck me in the ass with her new-found phallus, fuck me like
the bitch slutboy I was. Nora stooped down to the level of my face, and she told Miss Tingley,
        
"Julie's going to fuck you now, Barbara, she's going to stick
her cock in slutboy's ass, and fuck you through him."
        
Julie increased her efforts to violate my butthole, and was
rewarded with a loosening of my anal ring. She said, "Aha!", and was
in me, and she began a rocking motion with her hips, pinning me to
Miss Tingley with her weight as she fucked me slowly with her
strap-on. My anus received her, massaging her fake prick as she
treated me to a deep luxurious ass-fucking. My lips pulled back off my
teeth, and I panted like a dog. My boycock, enveloped by Miss
Tingley's warm wet cunt walls, jerked and flipped involuntarily with
each of Julie's instrokes. She clamped her eyes tightly, and gasped,
        
"Yes, I can feel her, I can feel her fucking me with her big
fat cock."
        
I felt it too. It was as if Julie's cock entered my asshole
and filled my own cock from the inside, and as I lay there, immobile on
top of my beautiful wanton English teacher, I was the passive agent
for Julie's perverse fuck. A galaxy of candy-colored asterisks appeared before my eyes as Julie palpated my prostate through my rectal walls with her fantastic dick. Estelle and Wally took up position above us. Julie grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. She said,
        
"I want slutboy to fuck my mom, huh huh, I want him to do her
while I'm doing him."
        
She pulled me back, back, so I ended up sitting on her lap,
still impaled on her, whining as the dildo pierced me to the limit.
Estelle lithely crawled over us, and squatted over us. She stroked me
and said,
        
"I've been waiting for this, little man."
        
Without warning she sat on me, and resting her hands on my
shoulders, fucked on me, each downstroked forcing more and more of her
daughter's dildo up my overheated asshole. She pumped in rapid short
jabs of her loins, bumping my shaved pubic bone with hers, rotating
her hips obscenely, rubbing my dick against different sides of her
vaginal walls with each stroke. The sauna filled with steam as Nora
turned a valve on the wall, raising the temperature twenty degrees in
as many seconds.
        
I was going to blackout, the sensations and the fury of the
woman using me overcoming me. Julie bucked furiously, growling
"GrrGrrGrrr," and Estelle rubbed her puckered nipples on my dry lips.
I leaned my head back, and Nora took the opportunity to jump on the
bench and smash her cunt to my mouth in one graceful leap. I inhaled
deeply, and paid homage to her, my true teacher, my manipulator. Her
oversized clit dangled for me, and I pinched it in my lips. This was
Nora, I thought, this was Woman, and I opened my mouth wide and tried
to swallow her essence. She grabbed my scalp, and smashed her sopping
cunt over my face, smothering me. I felt Estelle leave, the scalding
air of the sauna blistering hot on me. Then, the tiny wealthy blond,
Wally, took her place, and I knew that I could only lean back and let
them use me like a borrowed mule. Miss Tingley followed, and they all
took turns riding my member. Each one felt unique, held my throbbing
boy cock differently in the grips of  their cunts. All were so wet
they left me glistening with their nectars.
        
At last Nora pushed away from my worshipping mouth. She oozed
her long golden body down my torso and engulfed my penis. She looked
deeply in my eyes with her own amber orbs. She said,
        
"You've been a good little slutboy, haven't you?"
        
"Gggggh, yyyes mmmma'ammm."
        
"Mmmm, you're very hard now, all the excitement of the last
few days has given you remarkable staying power. Would you like to cum
now, slutboy?"
        
My lips quivered, and I said,
        "Yyyyes, mmmistress, please make me cum now!"
        
"I think you deserve a special treat, Bobby, you don't mind if
I call you Bobby now?"
        
She was calmly rendering me insane with her cunt muscles,
rippling them so they massaged me up then down. Beneath me, Julie slowed her fuck rhythms, listening intently to what was developing.
        
Nora said, "I'm going to put you in my ass, Bobby, do you know how
special that is?"
        
"Oh, Mistress!"
        
I couldn't believe my ears! She lifted, and grasped me,
thrusting her hips forward. Miss Tingley let the rest of the baby oil
dribble on my reddened dick. Its veins were popping out and I could see
my pulse in the largest of them, the one on top that forms a question
mark on our sexes. I considered the question implied while Miss
Tingley circled her fingers around me and made sure every inch was
lubricated.
        
Nora cocked her pelvis, and Miss Tingley kissed the large
striated circle of Nora's magnificent asshole with the bulging purple
head of my exhausted cock. Nora pumped on her legs, and my head was
lost from sight. Ten pumps and half of me was in the furnace of her
rectum. Thirty pumps and she was on me to the hilt. She squeezed me,
raising, and I cried from the beauty of the sensation. Julie renewed
her thrusts. Nora said,
        
"Uuuuunnnggh, oh, Bobby, oooh, there's nothing like a cock up
your ass, isn't that right?"
        
"OOOOh Christ yes!" I bellowed.
        
She squatted and flexed, and Miss Tingley ran her hands down
between us, catching the base of my cock in one hand and Nora's
monstrous clit in the other. Nora divided her movements between
impaling her ass on me and rutting against Miss Tingley's pinching
fingers. Miss Tingley pressed Nora's clitoris between her index and
middle finger, and pulled its hood down, like skinning back a
foreskin. Nora barked,
        
"Yeeessss, jack off my little cock!"
        
She fell heavily on me, her boiling silky rectum making an
exquisite friction, her asshole shutting violently around me. She
raised a last time, her butthole kissing my prick on its most
sensitive place, right below the bloated head. I screamed,
        
"OOOOOh shiiiiiiit!, and came, matching Nora's ass spasms, my
own ass clenching and releasing around the teen princess' latex probe.
I jerked and thrashed, trapped by Nora's girth. My penis filled to
bursting, and then shot gob after gob into Nora's fibrillating anus.
"OhhOhhhOhhhh."
        
Nora sat down, fully impaling herself on my contracting
teendick. I felt my cum inundating her rectum. She tensed and lustily
exclaimed,
        
"Yeeesss, cum a bucketful in my asss, Bobbyyyyy, yesssss."
        
We hung, exhausted, on each other, still. My cock twitched and
spat out little squirts of cum every time Nora made the slightest
movement. Julie said,
        
"My leg's asleep. Could you please move!"
        
She pushed against my back. Nora extricated herself off my
lap, and my dick plopped out, crimson now from abuse, a drop of boycum
oozing from my peehole. I looked around at the women, everyone of them
my mistress, everyone of them able with a mere suggestion able to
compel me to the most debasing acts. I said,
        
"Thank you, thank you," I paused, lost for words.
        
They smiled at me, except for Julie, who smirked. Nora said,
        
"Well, thank you, slutboy. Let's get out of this furnace and
let slutboy show us just how grateful he really is."
        
As the ladies filed out, Nora pushed me once more to the bench
and lowered her fabulous golden ass to my mouth. She said
        
"I've gotten dirty again, Bobby, wash me clean."
        
I gazed at her perfection, seeping the seed of my love for
her, and put my open mouth over it. As I sucked, I thanked heaven for
my luck.
