Part 11
There is a familiar theme of bdsm running through the Club. Not so much the s&m, light paddling, swishing rather than outright whipping, but nothing too heavy. Welts that become bruises can be common, but they’ve never been debilitating, not as far as I know. After my introduction to bondage, mom would tie me up sometimes, but she never had the serious dungeon that some members have. I did think about using the basement, like some have done, but at the time, I thought Emma would want to know why she couldn’t use the basement for her gym any more.
The first time I met Sub K- was at a small gathering. She’s a lawyer, someone you might recognize from the papers. She is not a real high flying publicity hound, but has had a number of cases that have attracted attention. She owns her own firm and in court is a real attack dog. She has torn witnesses apart, broken opposing legal argument with a few incisive questions that opens the doors to her clients. She doesn’t win them all, obviously, one of her more famous recent cases the offender was jailed, but not for as long as he could have been.
I got a call one afternoon to be at the residence of a member in Denny-Blaine that evening. There were to be a couple of special guests. I was impressed, a shore front property, in that neighborhood, my parents knew someone who lived there. I arrived at the appointed time and was shown into a room, a large and opulent room by the sub whom I recognized immediately. In the middle was a round bed. Seated in large chairs around the room were three women members, I had met two, just met them having been introduced to them by mom recently, the Mistress hostess, I hadn’t met, but had heard of her. All were likely in the early to mid 50’s and still attractive women. Amazing what a little nip and tuck will do, here and there. That’s okay, I just hope when I get to their age techniques will be better and costs lower.
The only male present was the Mistress J-‘s husband. A property developer, there is not too many cities west of the Mississippi that do not have at least one multistory building built by him and likely still owned by him. By this time, I wasn’t surprised by the fact that he was a sub. I have been unable to work this out, how can someone be a sub in their private life but be an obviously dynamic leader in public. I still don’t understand.
I was ordered to undress there, in front of these women, and sub, put a rather sheer silken robe on. Sit on the bed and wait patiently. Our guest would be arriving soon. Each of the women asked me questions, which I answered as best I could, honestly and openly. One touched on my brush with a wild party and an ex-boyfriend asshole. I told them I wasn’t afraid of what would have happened at the time, but I have had a chance now to consider and understand both the short term and long term consequences. I am honestly glad things are turning out the way there are. I’ve met some excellent people, across an age range I wouldn’t have even thought I could have met. At just sixteen, I’m in a very privileged position. My opportunities and prospects are perhaps better than I had ever thought possible. You bet I am glad.
I was told to caress myself, which was okay too, sitting here in this flimsy, sexy gown exhibiting myself was turning me on. I spoke as I gently stroked my vagina, telling them of some of the things I had already done, how I liked sucking dick as much as licking clits. I had already had some experience with anal, while is wasn’t pleasant, I can see the attraction. Hopefully it will get better as I get more experienced and so on. My fingers were telling me I was dripping when the doorbell went. Mistress J- nodded at the Sub who went to answer it. A few moments later her returned with a dark haired woman wearing nothing but a collar and chain. I don’t know how they find them, but this one was mid to late thirties, long legged, really nice tits and just beautiful.
“Ahh, on time,” Mistress J- noted, “K- this is Priestess, Priestess, this is K-. She is here to make you cum. We would like to watch you having sex with a woman.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” I replied, Looking at K-, “Thank you all for giving me such a beautiful gift.”
Sub handed me her chain and I tugged it, bringing her to me. “She is not to cum, Priestess, just you.” I was surprised, but then thought, this gorgeous creature is here for my pleasure, and theirs, not hers. “Yes, Mistress.”
I ordered her to lay prone, and using the long leather strap, swiped it over her breasts, then lashed them. She jumped but made no sound, I did the same to her torso, lashing her, not hard, but enough to leave a red welt mark and some discomfort. “Finger me,” I ordered. She did and I was swept away with a sense of power. I could do anything to this woman, anything short of making her cum. I touched her pussy and she was almost as wet as me. This was really turning her on. That I could do this to another woman was fucking incredible. I got from her a mixture of kisses and caresses, of nips and tongue lashes, suckling of my nipples, touches and feels. I didn’t touch her once after finding her pussy so wet. I ordered her to roll over so I could lash her ass, the back of her legs. She spread her legs and I could see fluid oozing from her, leaving a wet spot on the bed.
I couldn’t stand it any more, I ordered her on her back and I sat on her face. I ordered her to tongue fuck me, make me cum. She did and she was quick about it. She was an excellent clit licker. While I was playing with her, the three Mistresses, I noted were in various stages of undress, masturbating themselves, watching. The sub, he was watching too, and you could see his arousal. So did his Mistress. “No, not for you!” she ordered and the look of lust change to a blank expression. His semi-erection died off. I felt a little sorry for him, thinking I might get to suck his dick, he didn’t get to fuck me that day but it looked okay. I found out later he is pretty good, he fucked me well, but that’s another story.
My orgasm threw me onto the bed while I caught my breath. I felt the bed move and a voice say, “Me next.” I moved over a little and saw K- bury her face in between the thighs of one of the women. I heard the sounds of her enjoyment as K- lapped at her pussy. “Priestess, please, come and sit here,” Mistress J- said, patting the seat alongside her. Naked and freshly orgasmed, I wobbled slightly getting off the bed and walking to her chair. “Sit, please, and watch while we can talk a little,” Mistress J- said. I hadn’t bothered with the robe and wasn’t ordered to put it back on.
Watching two women having sex, while talking about my mundane life was actually kind of fun. I was advised on so many issues. School is boring, I said. I learned a fund is being set up for me to be an online student. I can be available to members at any time and still get an education. I asked why was this important, the reply was unless I can inherit a fortune, a lack of education is the best way into poverty. Boys are embarrassing. They’re boys, they are becoming adults physically, but they have a lot of growing up to do. The men I’ve already met in the Club are all nice people. No, they’re not, I was told, most of them are, but there’s a couple who are nasty. There’s a gay couple who are really nice people, our oldest member is really nice guy, well worth spending my time with, I was told, but I’ll learn about who is not nice, but opinions vary. Make up my own mind.
I heard the cried of an orgasm as K- made her first woman cum. I must admit, she looked good from any angle. Shapely ass, little additional weight and muscular legs, fine hair on her pussy. Her tits were natural, so no medical enhancement there, some stretch marks from a baby or two, but not a real issue for her, or for me either. I was watching her all through my conversation and I asked Mistress J- then if I could have her. She smiled, “Of course you may, Priestess, at any time. I’ll give you her number.” She did too before I left and here I was at just 16 years old, with my own fuck slave if I wanted her, just like that. As the first woman got off the bed, the second got on and K- set about pleasuring her too.
We spoke some more and Mistress J- looked at my hardened nipples and ordered me, “Come and suck on my clit, help K- to get me off.” I was out of my seat and between her knees almost as she finished the last syllable. I was licking her as she was watching her friend getting of with K-. I felt a hand on my puss as the first woman came and started rubbing me. It was lovely, being masturbated by her, while licking our hostess. K- was really going to town now, I heard scream after scream of sheer delight from the second Mistress, “She is so fucking noisy,” my masturbator said, “You’d think she’s making porn.”
“Oh don’t be so judgmental, Gr-,” Mistress J- said, “K-‘s tongue is brilliant as you’ve found out.”
“Where did you find her?”
“Her ex-husband. He’s a real idiot. Wanted us to use his firm for legal work and sweetened the pie by giving us her. He had no idea about her true value. We took advantage of that foolishness and now she is tied to us, and she has her own law firm which represents us.”
I heard cries from the bed get louder and louder, then burst as the second woman came, hard. “Oh, that’s my cue,” Mistress J- said. “Water for our guest.” She ordered her sub to get. She tapped my head and holding my chin up said, “Lovely, young lady, you are developing quite a talent. Keep learning.” She smiled and kissed me. Mistress J- looked at the second woman and told her to try me, but I am to watch K- being pleasured with a strap on. Also, When Mistress J- was done with her I was to make K- cum so don’t be greedy. Mistress patted her seat and said, “Let Mistress Gr- taste you Priestess, but not too much, you must finish what I start, understand?” “Yes, Mistress.”
The sub had gotten a bottle of Evian from the cooler hidden behind a bar and poured it into a large glass. He gave it to K- as Mistress J- prepared herself by pulling a strap-on onto her body. I’ve heard of them, but to this point I hadn’t seen one. I knew vibrators and dildoes, but not a strap-on and now I was going to watch how to use it. Then I got what Mistress J- was doing, she was showing me what I can expect in future. I can’t wait!
“You’re not to cum, Slut,” she told K-. “I’m fucking you because I want to. When I am done fucking you, you’re going to fuck me and make me cum.”
“Yes Mistress”
“On your hands and knees, slut.” K- snapped into position and Mistress J- stood at the edge of the bed, not moving. She then slapped K-, hard, “What, am I going to do all the work here?” K- mumbled an apology and crawled backwards, spreading her legs, impaling herself on the flesh colored, plastic cock. K- started rocking backwards and forwards, driving the cock into herself. Her moans and the slapping of flesh on flesh was exciting. I don’t know how she did this, but the Mistress kept it up for quite some time. Her small frame must conceal some real muscle and a lot of endurance. This was one of the first instances where I understood the importance of high levels of fitness. I was going to be doing a lot of fucking, either as the fucker or the fuckee, so I had better be prepared for it.
Emma, my sister, was into track and field, with a lot of endurance training. I am thinking I had better do some myself. Fortunately, most of the exercises are small, planking, squats, sit ups, so I can do them in my bedroom or I can go and use Emma’s gym. All I have to remember is not to get lazy and do them every day. Well, I’ll try, promise!
K- started struggling to not cum, you could see that she was trying real hard, but I thought if she doesn’t stop being pummeled in the puss by this dildo, she is going to cum whether she wants to or not. This is when I saw what great control is. Mistress J- talked to her, calming her, telling her not to cum, to save it. This was having an effect on K- she was calming, then Mistress slowed her fucking to a stop. She pulled out and slapped K-hard on the ass, “That’s for slowing me down, slut!” “I’m sorry Mistress,” K- replied, really apologetically, “Let me make you cum Mistress, please!”
Mistress J- stood back and said, “Clean up the dildo, get all your juice off it and take it off me. Then you can show me how contrite you are!”
“Yes, Mistress, thank you!” Unbelievable, K- was genuinely contrite, it was in her voice and genuinely grateful she could serve her Mistress in this way. This is the power of subservience, you apologize for being fucked. Wow! K- had spun around and was licking the dildo, swallowing it. Using her tongue to get all her own juices off it. Watching her was an education for me in how to really suck a cock. She was good, so good it was bringing my excitement up to yet another notch or two! The tongue that was licking me was okay, but paled into insignificance in the face of what I was watching.
When Mistress J- was satisfied K- had done as she ordered, she told K- to roll over on the bed with her head on the edge. K- did and Mistress J- straddled her face, feet on the floor, wiping her cunt all over K-‘s mouth. K- lapped the proffered clit, sucked the labia lips and tongue fucked Mistress J- and it was obvious that Mistress wasn’t going to allow herself to cum too soon. Mistress J- held a hand up and her sub immediately responded by placing a riding crop in her hand. Without any care, Mistress J- brought it down on K- shouting at her, telling her to do it better. K- jumped at the sting of the crop but you could see her efforts doubled. Mistress J- could have been riding the Kentucky Derby, the way she was using the crop. Welt marks appeared on K-, up and down both flanks. Then Mistress J- came! She shuddered, moaned a lot cried “YES, YES, YES!” and “FUCK ME!” and a lot of other seriously excitable words.
At this point, K- had still not cum. I was determined to change that. She was on her back, Mistress J- was still on her face, so I asked the sub for a small vibrator, which he produced like magic. My eyes popped at the bright purple color with an obvious multi-speed switch, fucking ideal, I thought, not cheap either, I bet. The mistress stood up and I went to K-‘s supine form, turning the vibrator on at slow speed, I wiped it over her breasts. She shuddered a little, even more when I ran it over the welts that covered her sides. The Mistress leaned down and whispered in K-‘s ear so I could hear, “I’ve given the Priestess permission to make you cum, slut. I hope you appreciate her kindness.”
K- opened her eyes and said, “Thank you Mistress, I really do appreciate the Priestess’ kindness.” Mistress J- reached over and patted K-‘s pussy, “Good and wet, Priestess.” As I bent over K-, I felt the sting of the crop across my ass. “Make the slut cum twice, Priestess,” she said harshly, “Or there will be a lot more of this.” She whacked me again, “Yes Mistress, make her cum twice.”
I can’t say that this would be an onerous chore, because I knew it wouldn’t be for me. I continued wiping the vibrator over her body, easing perhaps some of the stings of the crop, but I knew she was in a high state of excitement already. I wiped the vibrator down her legs and up the inside, slowly, teasing her with it. She spread her legs even wider, I obliged her by inserting the plastic inside her. I had it on a low speed setting initially, inserting it, I turned the speed up to full. I stroked her clit as I pumped the vibrator in and out of her. K- shook and responded to the vibrator like it was a real dick! It wasn’t long and she moaned, tensed up then growled her orgasm. She flew into a frenzy of movement, her arms and legs going everywhere.
FUCK! I thought. She’s having a heart attack!I pulled the vibrator out and heard a swish then felt a sting, “Keep going! The slut is loving this!” I pushed it back in and again stroked her clit. A few moments later, her movements slowed and she just collapsed onto the bed. Again I pulled the vibrator out, making it obvious I was only doing so to munch on her muff.
My first taste of K- was unbelievable. I’ve never had a woman who was so tasty, not even Emma. I fell in love with K- at that very moment. Oh, I know she’s not much younger than mom, but she is every bit as stunningly beautiful and even more luscious to eat. I attacked her puss with a will, getting every bit of her into my mouth as I could. I kept her juices flowing with my fingers, my tongue and I really was lost in her trimmed bush. I didn’t hear anything around me, or think of anything other than to bring her to pleasure! It took a while and I didn’t mind one little bit, but I felt her tensing and her thighs were shivering. K- started shaking again, then threshing around, trying to throw me off her. I hung on with my face buried between her thighs.
I’m not little or in any way petite, and K- is a little taller than me, but I thought I was stronger. Perhaps I would be in an arm wrestle, but not in this. I had to hang on for dear life, I can tell you. It was like riding a bronco, not that I have ridden a bronco, until I rode K-. Now I know I could survive a rodeo ride, I had to hang on to K- for a lot longer than eight seconds. At first, I thought she peed on me, I was covered in so much juice. There was so much fluid on the bed, a wet spot that was huge. It didn’t smell like pee, her puss had that slightly metallic taste of an ordinary cum. Later I learned it was a real mixture of my saliva and her juice. She is so tasty that I can’t help but salivate over her.
When she had calmed gain, I kissed my way up her body, softly touching those red marks Mistress J- left on her with the crop. I kissed her breasts and then her neck, lastly, her lips. K- responded until I felt the sting of a lash on my back. “Fuck her, but don’t love her!” Mistress J- demanded. It didn’t matter, I thought, too fucking late. “Yes, Mistress.” For the first time, I lied to a Mistress.
I saw a very quick flash of disappointment pass across Mistress J-‘s face. I wondered if she was lashing me because I managed to make K- cum twice and she wanted to use the crop on us both? Maybe, but I didn’t want to find out.
A week later I called her, K-, that is. I DOM her frequently now. We’re never going to be a couple, I know that, but she is just a lovely person to be with. We make love two or three time a month, as our schedules permit, unless we are at the same event and get to fuck. I cry sometimes when I wish I was older, or she was younger. She has a daughter from her former marriage and she is just as beautiful and as smart as her mom, about the same age as Emma. She’ll work it out soon I expect, there will be some explaining, I’m sure, but for the moment, I am her mom’s friend.
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I know these stories are not in any chronological order, just told as I think of them, so please, bear with me. Perhaps
that should be “bare” with me, I am masturbating like fury in remembering how much pleasure I was getting from these events. I am, right now, in my apartment, alone, naked and waiting for K-. She is going to come and make me cum, I will make her cum. I know I shouldn’t, but I love her. I know she doesn’t really love me, and that’s okay as she is my special Sub. I fuck a lot of people, but she is the only person, so far, that I make love with, she knows it and that is her hold over me. Not even Emma creates the feelings or physical passion I have for K- and she would be the closest person to me.
I got a call a month ago, it was from Mistress Ge-. She’s a doctor and her husband is something in higher end technology. He is going to a conference in Lake Tahoe, Nevada, in three days. She was supposed to go with him, but she can’t, can I take her place. Sure, love to, I replied. It’s four nights, leave Monday afternoon and back Friday evening. Yes, that won’t be a problem at all. Dammit, I’m going to have to cancel K- for Tuesday.
Nevada! I’ve never been out of the State before! Exciting! I got packed Sunday, Emma made me cum senseless before I could get to sleep. The flight to Reno was amazing, giving a very different view of the Rockies and Sierra Nevada. Sub Pr- called it ‘Ponderosa territory’ but I had no idea what that meant. I nodded and said yeah, fantastic. I looked it up later on my cell and found it was from a very old TV show. Never heard of it actually, a western, sounds boring but it was a while ago. As exciting as all this was, after landing in Reno, we still had a way to go to the resort.
We had a limo ride to the conference venue which was good, seemed about an hour or more travel time. Sub Pr- was behaving himself and I was bored so I sucked him off in the car. Wouldn’t be the first time the privacy shield went up, I expect as the driver didn’t even look in the mirror when I pushed the button to lock it in place. The windows were all darkened so I thought, why not, give him a thrill and me something to do. Soon as the shield went up, I told him to get his slacks down, his dick out and make it nice and hard. I had a pair of nipple clamps in my handbag that Mistress Ge- had given me at the airport before leaving so told him to put them on too.
I slapped his legs a bit, squeezed his balls a lot, pinched the inside of his thighs then blew him. I then told him he was to make me cum at least three times before he would even be allowed to get hard again. He tried in the car but got an erection so I slapped him, hard and told him it was now four cums.
We got to where we were going, this chalet or some such that gave us magnificent views of the lake and found we were staying in this four bedroom cabin, ridiculously large for just two of us. It was in keeping with my role as a niece of Pr- and allowed me to sleep alone if I wanted or fuck him at any time. I took the main room he took a single. As he failed to make me cum in the car, I tied him up to the big bed and spanked him. I rolled him over and tied his legs up, fucking him in the ass with a vibrator. I then gave him the opportunity to make me cum, and this time he did, but he got an erection, so I slapped it hard, again, for which he apologized sincerely, and I allowed him another try. This time he made me cum without an erection.
I still tied his dick and balls up, and left him alone while I went and watched a bit of TV. HBO is available there so I took advantage of it. I had left him for about a half hour then had to go to the bathroom. I thought of him so I went into the bedroom with a drink. He was still on his back, his knees up and his dick and balls were a nice shade of blue. Fuck, I thought, this isn’t payback you bitch, I berated myself. I untied him and he sighed in pain as blood flowed back into his dick. That was fucking careless of me, I thought. Its only the first night and I want his dick to drop off?
I didn’t apologize but I did massage his dick and balls, telling him that as he was a good boy, not complaining about being left and me giving him real blue balls, I would let him off the not getting an erection while he made me cum three more times. He was most appreciative and wanted o do it all in one night.
After he made me cum a second time, I told him that he was to sleep in the single room. Allowing him to use the bathroom, brush his teeth and all that, I tied him up with straps to the bed and left him alone. Sleeping in that big triple sized bed was a real luxury. I loved it. I made him keep the nipple clamps on all night and in the morning, his man tits were surrounded by bruises where the clamps were gripping the skin. I thought they may have fallen off during the night, but they hadn’t, after all, he was tied to the bed with one hand free, so if they had, he would have put them back on before I could have seen it.
I was introduced to other delegates as his niece, only there because Ge- wasn’t able to make it. I acted the part for four days, making friends, talking to delegates, listening to presentations and honestly, the technical aspects just went over my head. What I was interested in was the social impact. I heard so much of “we can do this…” and not a word of “should we do this…”. This was in AI, in social media, in robotics, tech right across the board. Amazing.
At night I could please myself what I did with the Sub, as long as I didn’t leave any bruises where they would show, I was told. I was given a bag of toys, including an artificial vagina. It was interesting, punishing him. At one point I had his cock in the plastic vagina, a butt plug with a prostate stimulator that vibrated, and something I had never seen before in his mouth. I am pretty sure it was home made, it didn’t have that professionally made look about it. The prong was a cut down dildo, it was only about 3 and a half inches long, it had a couple of metal, I think, rods pushed through it, that looked like were hand stitched to some elastic, with some padding, attached to some Velcro.
That, Sub Pr- told me was for the mouth, the Velcro was a strap that goes around the head while the dildo was for sucking. I put it on and it was a face strap-on in reverse. Can you even buy one? I’ve looked online since coming home and there seems to be nothing close to it. Although padded where it sits across the face, it was cut down so as not to prevent breathing through the nose, shaped much like a baby’s pacifier. It would still be uncomfortable if put on too tight, I imagine. As it was no longer then my forefinger, just three inches, he could use it as a pacifier, practice sucking on it, tonguing it but still able to breath in through his nose and out through his mouth, that is opening his lips while breathing out.
I made him remain naked whenever we were in the cabin and dress only when we were expected out. He was quite willing to comply and he made me cum, frequently. I told him I forgave him for the first time we met, but he was never to do anything like that again. A “Yes, Priestess.” with his face on my feet is really hard to ignore. I told him to start kissing my feet, then slowly work his way up to orally pleasure me. He did and was about to get to the main event, when some asshole knocked on the door. Pr- jumped, we weren’t expecting anyone and dinner was an hour away. I told him to get in his room and dress quickly.
I answered the door and it was a fellow delegate who wanted to discuss with Pr- their presentation on the last morning. I told him that Uncle Pr- had just come from the shower and was dressing. Come into the lounge and wait a moment or two. I offered coffee, which I made. I asked a few questions I was left with in today’s proceedings. This guy answered them as best he could but all through this, I had the impression he was here to check me out rather than discuss any presentation.
I reminded ‘Uncle’ that we were expected in The Lodge for dinner in less than an hour so please don’t get too carried away. Pr- was not actually happy to see his partner, his later comments confirmed my suspicions. The guy was three steps short of a heart attack, obviously living on donuts and cola. He can look as much as he liked but was never going to touch. I like being looked at, even by an unsubtle pervert like him. I did think about flashing him, but dismissed it as a childish thing to do that might blow up in my face. He tried to talk to me alone the next day, but I played the naive and literal dummy, ignored his unsubtlety, sticking to the business of the conference.
After dinner on the last night, I thought I would do something special for Pr-. I had warned him about drinking alcohol at dinner so he stuck to the soft drinks, pleading that he wanted his presentation the next day to be successful. People bought it, so as he was such a good boy, I was going to reward him. Unfortunately, the cretin who had interrupted us earlier barged his way in to our cabin and disrupted my plans. After about ten minutes, it was obvious he wasn’t going to leave any time soon. I rudely interrupted them and told them that I was going to bed, giving Pr- the ‘I’m not impressed’ look. I went to my room and locked the door, undressed and, laying on the bed, was thinking about what just happened. I was seriously fucking annoyed, I want to fuck and this asshole interrupted me, twice! A few minutes later, there was knock on the door, “Priestess, please forgive me. He’s gone now.”
About time I thought. I wondered what I should do. I thought, I can be a complete bitch to this Sub and he would lap it up. “Undress, completely! On your knees! ” I ordered, When I heard him move, I unlocked the door, but didn’t open it. I grabbed a crop from the travel bag and then opened the door ordering him to crawl inside the room. He was naked and down on his knees so I hit him. I must admit, I was fucking angry at being interrupted earlier then not having the balls to get that fat fuck out of my sight. I was angry at my weakness and taking it out on Pr-. He flinched at every stroke, but I really found it difficult to stop. I was so fucking angry I was letting the violence get the better of me. I saw the look on his face and I understood what I was doing. I stopped.
How was I going to fix this? “The job of the Priestess is to punish weakness,” I said harshly, “Why were you being punished?”
“Because I was weak, Priestess.”
“How were you weak?” I asked just as harshly.
“I didn’t prevent G- from coming back to our cabin, Priestess.”
“The job of the Priestess is to heal when one of her community is hurt,” I said, far more kindly. It wasn’t him I was angry at. “How can I heal you Sub Pr-?”
“By letting me service your need, Priestess.”
“Very well,” I felt like a fucking fraud, “Come then, take me to bed and service my need. And I would be happy to heal you further by accepting your seed deep inside my body.” I had no idea where the fuck that came from but it sounded as corny as shit to me!
The look of gratitude that passed over Pr-‘s face was un-fucking-believable! I went ape-shit on him and he’s thanking me for being a bitch?
I looked at his arms and was shocked at how red they were. I’m really horrified by it, but Pr- was kissing my feet by then so didn’t see the look on my face. Pr- crawled forward and kissed my ankles, then moved up my leg, first one, then the other. He moved up to my knees and his head was positioned such that I had to spread my legs while he kissed the inside of them. His tongue made a smooth sliding motion upward until it hit my pussy, which made me shiver in delight. His dick is not that big, but his tongue is a treasure.
He worked his way further up my body, over my breasts, flicking the nipples with his tongue, suckling them with his lips. He picked me up and gently lay me on the bed. Spreading my legs, he continued to lap at my clit, suck on my labia and in a short time made me cum. Getting my breath back, I rolled onto all fours and, moving backwards a little, said gently over my shoulder, “Now, take me, fuck me.” Pr- moved into position behind me and I felt his little cock slide into me easily.
Even small as he is, in this position he could still get deeply into me. It felt good after all the earlier frustrations. I made the right noises as he really was hitting all the right buttons. “Cum in me!” “Fuck me!” “Fill my pussy with your juice!” I cried over and over. I heard his grunts as he pushed himself further and faster, pumping into me at a tremendous pace. It was wonderful! “Cumming! CUMMING!” he cried and his juice flooded me.
I love the feeling of a dick inside me. I love that it builds tensions and friction, then when my love tunnel is filled with his semen, the friction disappears, the mass of cock still fills me, but it slides so much it seems to push into me even deeper. I love that feeling that I get, even from the man who has the smallest dick in the Club.
His pace slowed and his gasping breath was ragged. “Wait!” I cried, “Don’t pull out yet!” I had been on the bed on my knees and shoulders, head resting on the silken sheets. I lifted a bit and said, “I want to suck your dick and clean all it’s creamy juice off.” I felt his movement, a slight tensioning, this was unexpected.”I am rewarding you for such an excellent fuck, Sub. You outdid yourself. Now, when you pull out, move that way,” I indicated, “So your dick is available to my mouth! Without spilling a drop.” “Yes, Priestess.” “Now!” He moved, and I spun and got it, first try and still on all fours.
I had his detumescing cock in my mouth and was licking the salty semen off him. I pumped his cock in and out of my mouth lapping the knob, sucking all the cum out of the hole in his dick as could get. I could feel his baby making juice dribbling out of my pussy and beginning to slide down my legs, When I had enough, I said, “Would you like to clean my leaking love canal, Pr-?” “Oh yes, Priestess, It would be my honor.” I know it would, I thought, “Then please, do so.” I moved again and rolling onto my back, allowed him easy access to my leaking puss.
I felt his tongue on me again, and he did one big swipe over the labia, then quickly gathered in all the dribbles from the inside of my thighs. He went back to my fuck hole and just lapped at it, cleaning it, then sliding up took in all the spare juice he hadn’t caught earlier. His tongue is magical, almost as good as K-‘s so I let him feast, “Make me cum again!” I cried. Using his fingers and his tongue. he lashed my puss, making me cum a second time.
I fell back and caught my breath. Knowing it was an early morning call for him, I sent him off to bed, strapping him in. His presentation the next day went well, final speeches were made, highlights acknowledged, date for the next year’s conference announced, thank you linesmen, thank you ball boys. Our bags had been packed in the morning, the limo taking us to Reno was on time, and we were off.
I got bored a few minutes after starting so raised the privacy screen again and ordered him to make me cum. He did. I looked at the clock and we still had thirty five minutes to get there. I ordered him to take his cock out and let me suck it. He did, but I didn’t let him cum. We now had twenty minutes to get there, so I climbed on his lap and fucked him, not letting him cum. I thought I could time it right. We fucked for a while longer, and I kept my eye on the clock. When we hit, what I thought was the six minute mark, I got off him, pulled my panties up and started sucking him again. This time I let him know he was to cum.
Pr- just got to the point where his first shoot was flowing into my mouth and the limo stopped. I heard the driver get out and I had a mouthful of semen. I didn’t stop, I kept sucking, swallowing and had just enough time to get his dick back in his slacks when the door was opened. Pr-looked at my chin and wiped a dribble of semen off it. I don’t wear a lot of makeup, but my lipstick was a mess. I quickly wiped it off and got out the limo. The driver took a look at me, and at Pr- and you could see he knew exactly what happened. He was checking the seat, but couldn’t see any glistening spots, but you can bet your life he wiped it all down with disinfectant later. Pr- tipped him generously, so he swallowed his disgust at this older guy fucking a younger girl in the back of his limo.
I didn’t give a fuck for his opinion so it didn’t matter at all.
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