The Organization Chapter 10 (mF)

Chapter 10

I woke up the next morning with something of a smile on my face and just felt good. It was earlier than normal and the whole neighborhood was quiet. Apple and toast were easy and I headed to school to use the gym. Need to be a bit better about this since sports are off. The morning was surprisingly warm and when I pulled into the school the birds had started their warbling.

The gym was mostly empty though I could hear a few of the machines being used. I checked in and wandered into the cardio section. A few people were running and I settled on a treadmill for a few minutes to warm up.

This has been an absolutely mad few days. The whole thing with Jax and Camille was fun but it’s definitely playing with fire. He seemed to like it but would they want reciprocation? What if I start seeing someone, would they use it against me like that, especially if it’s Allie? And what’s going on with Justine, we’ve always fooled around but this has gotten a little hotter. What did she mean “don’t rule it out”?

I had been running for about five minutes when I was interrupted, “Mr. Martin, please come to my office.” Ms Gambret was our general trainer. She was the goddess of the school gym and ruled it with an iron fist. She had been an athlete for Slovenia before an injury ended her competitive soccer career.

I turned off the machine and headed to her office where she was standing behind her desk. Ms. Gambret had the hard body of an athlete who wasn’t quite ready to be done yet. Her legs were thick and powerful with rather slim hips leading to a flat belly I could only imagine were 6 pack abs. Her thighs were strong and her ass was thick but hard. Her upper body was less overdeveloped but muscle was still visible. She had pale skin and lovely blue eyes. Her Hair was bright yellow above a pretty if not beautiful face. Her rare smiles warmed the heart though that’s a rumor. I had yet to see one.

“You’re in Dr. Hogan’s program, yes?” She asked with a minor accent that was minimal but occasionally gave her that sexy eastern european sound.

“Yes ma’am”

“Good, I may have a task for you and Mr. Tyler. Give this to your coordinator.” She said brusquely.

“Sure thing.” I answered. She gave an intense look which made it clear she was evaluating me. “You can go.”

I left and returned to the weight room. It had gotten a little more crowded as I started some free weight work.

“Hey Niko,” Justine said as she walked by. She set up across from me and bent over as she started stretching. I couldn’t help but stare as I worked out and I could see her occasionally checking to see if I was watching. She started doing a yoga routine taking care to keep her ass pointed in my direction. This is not subtle. I thought as my dick started to harden.

She stopped after a few minutes then walked over. I was crouching on a bench working my triceps and she sat right in front of me so that her breasts were close to my face. I looked up and smiled as I finished my set.

“Hey there,” I said. She looked incredibly sexy with a thin sheen of sweat. Her bright red hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she had a mischievous look. She was wearing a loose athletic shirt over her sports bra. Her little blue shorts did little to hide her magnificent ass as well as her thighs. She was straddling the bench and I swung around so I did as well. “What’s up?”

“Not much I just wanted to say hey and sit with you for a minute.” She placed her hands on my thighs and leaned in a bit. Her face was maybe about 6 inches away.

“Good, I like that.” I said then kissed her. It was only a short kiss but her right hand snuck under my shorts and quickly felt my semi-hard dick.

“Mmm, maybe I should do yoga in front of you more often.”

“You’d hear no complaints from me.” I said and she giggled.

She gave me another quick peck on the lips, “Better go shower stud.” Then hopped up and ran off.

I laughed and hit the showers. Not too bad a day so far.

I entered Mr. Kopecek’s class and dropped off the folder from Ms. Gambret. He looked at it briefly and nodded at me. I took a seat with the sisters.

“Hey girls, how’s it going?”

They all smiled at me and answered in unison, “Good so far.” It was weird when they did that.

“So Niko,” started Cheryl with a wide grin. “Have you been given any assignments from the program yet?”

“Not really, Camille and Jax had something they involved me in but you’ll have to ask them.”

“Will you get credit?” Ashley asked.

“You know, I don’t know. I kinda think they’re as deep in as we are. How about y’all? Anything for you three?” They all shook their heads no. “Well maybe we’ll get to team up for something soon.” I said, trying to reassure them.

Cheryl gave me a little grin again, “I hope so.”

“You would,” interjected Monica.

“You would too,” Cheryl responded. “We know you’ve had a crush on Niko for years.

“What?” I sputtered out and Monica turned a deep red.

She was saved from responding by the start of class though. I don’t think she looked in my direction until near the end when I caught her eye and waggled my eyebrows at her.

“Mr. Martin, why don’t you come do the next problem?” Mr Kopecek said when he saw me.

“Sure thing boss” I went up and worked on the problem until the end of class. The girls scattered and I went to lunch.

The rest of the school day was uneventful until I returned to Mr. Kopecek’s class.

“Ah Niko, thanks for saving me the call.” He said and pulled out the folder. “Close the door please.”

I shut the door and took a seat across from his desk. “Ms Gambret has a request of us. But it’s a bit more aggressive than I would like for a first assignment. However, I think you can handle it or at least everything indicates you can.”

“What’s the assignment? Is it anything like what I did for Ms. Gray?”

He grunted. “I wish she had asked us about that but it worked out apparently. Anyways, no. That was about opening your friend’s minds and allowing them to get comfortable with themselves and others. This is a service.” He shuffled the papers and pulled out two. “Take this to Ms Moore and she’ll give you a bit more direction.”

“Sure thing, thanks.” I said and headed towards Ms. Moore’s classroom.

Inside I found Ms. Willow and Ms. Moore chatting quietly. “Hey Niko,” they chimed as set my stuff down. I waited for them to finish up talking about some of their shared students. On the front desk was a package with my name on it.

“Mine?” I interrupted.

“Yes, actually please change into it.” Ms. Willow said and continued her conversation. Guess they have more important things…

The package contained a sort of facsimile of a suit or tuxedo including underwear. The weird thing was that it was apparent that it could be taken apart. Glancing over to the two women I started to strip. Ms Moore wolf whistled at me bringing a flush to my face but I kept going after making eye contact with her and she licked her lips. The suit had to be put on carefully but everything fit like it had been made for me. It probably was.

After getting everything on, the two women stopped and came over. “Niko, you look so handsome.” Ms. Moore practically purred at me. She came close and adjusted my tie while looking me in the eye. Ms. Willow circled, evaluating.

“Niko, let me tell you about what you’ll be doing today. We know this will be intense but bear with us and we’ll make sure you’re ready. Normally, we’d prepare you more thoroughly but they are paying a premium.” She said, shaking her head a little.

“Not gonna lie, every time someone says that I get a little more nervous.” I said a little more shakily than intended.

“It won’t be hard, it’s just new.” Ms. Moore said as she placed her arms around my neck, still close with a wicked smile on. Her proximity made me a little aroused and I started to get hard.

Ms. Willow moved behind me and checked out my burgeoning erection. “Good, you can stop Cindy.”

Moving even closer, she whispered into my ear, “Mmmm I didn’t want to stop though,” before releasing me.

My pants were tight though confusion limited me a little. “So, what’s going on?”

Ms Willow smiled, “You’re going to be ornamentation. Someone is having a party and they want some strong virile young men to stand around.”

“What do you mean stand around?”

“You’ll stand there unless a host or guest asks something of you and they will ask things of you.” Ms Moore stated before checking if I was still aroused. I had lost a little but her touch brought it back. She continued, “They have a list of things they can and cannot do and it’s extensive due to the circumstances. However, you can agree to do more if you want. They can’t penetrate you, they can’t make you penetrate them. Nothing gross or degrading. No pain, etc. Normally we would ask you guys but we went with a blanket agreement today.”

Ms. Willow started, “You will stand at attention, feet together, hands clasped behind your back unless they instruct you differently. You will do your best to stay aroused. You may have noticed your clothes can be deconstructed. They most likely will be. You will allow this. They will also be allowed to touch you.”

“Even the men?” I interjected.

“Yes, even the men. Though we instructed they should limit themselves to non sexual touching this time.” She paused then continued, “Ms Gambret will accompany you. She’ll have the clothes you left here and will return you to your place of choosing. If needed she’ll also drive you in tomorrow. Sound good?”

I nodded my assent and the two smiled. “Relax honey,” Ms. Moore said. “It’ll be fun, Liz is just being a stick in the mud.”

Ms. Willow glared then softened to a smile, “It will be fun if you relax and let it. You’ll also get a nice payout. Now get to the parking lot and join the others.”

“Thanks ladies,” I said and left. The parking lot was only a short walk. What have I gotten myself into? This is nuts.

I saw John standing with Ms. Gambret next to the BMW. John looked a little uncomfortable dressed the same as I was, which was a bit reassuring. Ms. Gambret looked radiant. She was dressed in a deep blue gown with her hair made up showing the graceful curve of her neck. It also showed off her sculpted arms.

“Wow, Ms Gambret, you look beautiful.” I said, trying to get on her good side.

She gave me a look up and down, “Thank you.” She said it coldly but I saw her smile when she turned away and indicated we should get in the car.

We hopped in the back and she started driving. John looked a bit withdrawn and seemed smaller than his normal self. “Doing alright bud?” I asked.

“Just a bit nervous.” He said, giving a wan smile. “But maybe it’ll be fun.”

I nodded and stared out the window. Maybe it will. Ms Gambret played some music and we mostly sat silently while we drove the next hour.

We approached a very large, very fancy house. It had one of those circular driveways and a valet team standing out front. Pulling around the side to a private garage, Ms Gambret pulled into a garage. She turned off the cars and turned to face us. Her demeanor was no longer the normally harsh coach but instead softer as she looked us over. “I know this is unexpected and you all are nervous but I want you to stay strong and overcome your fears. In fact I want you both to have fun. THe only limits here are your own. I will be there and will let no harm come to you.”

Despite my distrust and worry, her words calmed me down from the anxiety I didn’t realize I had. John also visibly relaxed and Ms. Gambret reached out and touched his face in a surprisingly intimate gesture.

“On top of that you’ll also walk out of here with a pretty significant payout, two thousand dollars each.”

“We get paid?” I gasped out.

She gave a hearty laugh, “Did they not tell you? Oh yes you get paid. Our organization isn’t a charity. We might be corrupt but we still take care of you all.” She smiled widely at me then refocused on John.

“There will also be a few representatives from colleges you might be interested in playing for, so try and show off some muscle. We invited them and hopefully for more than just fun.”

John perked up at that, “Yes Ma’am!” He had always been able to turn on game time focus.

“Well let’s go studs,” she said and we exited. She grabbed bags from the trunk and handed them to us. “There’s towels, condoms, lube, and your street clothes in there. I’ll show you where to stow them.”

The garage opened to a small hallway that connected to the main house. Several doors were open and inside just looked like standard changing rooms. There were benches and mirrors along with a desk at which one could apply makeup. We dropped off our stuff and Ms. Gambret took the key and locked it, dropping it into her purse. We approached the door and she stopped us before going through.

“I know you two are nervous, but be strong. No one will hurt you and I am here to protect you. There are other members of our organization in attendance as well. They are mostly here for fun but will happily give aid in a pinch.” She smiled reassuringly and touched my face for a moment before kissing John on the lips. She held the contact and made eye contact as she pulled away.

Ms. Gambret opened the door and led us in. The light and music was a bit jarring after the relative quiet of the car ride and hallway. Immediately, a masked woman that was immaculately dressed, wearing a long blue dress which hung off her slim frame, came and welcomed us. “You two must be the men we ordered. Oh look at you,” she practically cooed at me. She was quite attractive, her dark hair piled atop her head and bright blue eyes peered out from behind a golden mask evoking some sort of songbird. “We will have to see more of you,” she said before whirling around and gesturing for two of the staff to approach. “Take them to their stations,” she instructed before walking off with Ms. Gambret.

Each server took one of us towards opposite ends of the main hall where slightly raised stages were set. I could see John looking a little nervous from the opposite end of the room and tried to give him a reassuring smile. At that the music slowed then stopped as the hostess took the main stage. The murmuring conversation soon followed and the masked crowd was soon at attention.

“Thank you all for joining us this evening in celebration of my husband’s 75th birthday. While normally we would somewhat spicier entertainment, the pandemic and internal strife have severely curtailed our normal abilities. However, we were able to make a deal with the resurgent Organization to provide a small sampling of what they hope to bring in the future.” She made a clearly preplanned gesture and suddenly bright spotlights shone down on John and I. Remembering Ms Willow’s direction I stood up straighter and looked forward.

“Here we have our two Adoni, reminiscent of Ajax and Achilles. A mass of muscle and testosterone and one of lithe quickness and flexibility. Our challenge to you is to bid them down to nudity and then they will be allowed to walk the floor for your enjoyment. Do not forget the limits placed and remember that they can be waived only with the consent of our two men here.” She concluded her speech and smiled coldly as she looked over the crowd.

It seemed the crowd was not new to this sort of thing and they quickly organized into two groups surrounding our stages though I saw a few people walk in between after checking us out. I’ll admit it was odd to be flesh on display though somewhat exciting. Another masked fellow marched up to the stage and stood beside me. He raised his hands and the crowd quieted to a dull murmur. I could still see John who had something similar happening on his stage.

“We’ll start bidding on the removal of clothing from this strapping lad. There’s seven pieces to his costume; coat, pants, shoes, socks, tie, shirt, and underclothes I think on the last one. You will be allowed to claim your trophy at any point in the night after bidding is done. Remember, the money will be split between The Organization and the Stanchion Foundation. He started calling numbers that I could scarcely believe as attendees bid each other up. Now I know I’m a decent looking guy but this was clearly a different game, a one-upmanship of sorts. No one would actually want my coat for $2000 which was probably worth less than the watch of the man who bought it.

The bidding went by in a blur and finished before I knew it. In total it wasn’t more than ten minutes. The auctioneer shook my hand and instructed me, “Mingle with the guests and try to be friendly. You know the limits placed.” I nodded dumbly and stepped off the back of the stage.

The man with the watch was the first to approach. Despite the laughter and confidence he displayed when bidding on the coat, he was somewhat sheepish asking for it. “So, umm.. can I take the coat there.”

“Asking for my clothes?” I asked with faux shock and putting my hand over my mouth, causing both of us to laugh. I had learned long ago, laughter was the best way to diffuse any situation. His sheepishness actually did a lot to defuse my own nervousness.

“So this is your first event?” he asked, or rather, stated. “We’ll look forward to having such a bold young man with us.”

“Thank you, I’m looking forward to further exploits,” I said smoothly and to my own surprise found that I was looking forward to it.

As we chatted a couple came up to take my shoes and socks. The man with the watch excused himself and I turned to give the couple my attention. “Good evening, how are you all doing?” I asked.

The man was wearing a tuxedo and black mask that was somewhat elegant in its simplicity, just the barest essence of facial features though it masked everything except his mouth quite well. The woman was dressed to impress. She was likely around 65 which aligned with the man’s appearance. She was wearing a flowing maroon dress which held up her impressive bust and showed off her butt though it was relatively modest in terms of skin shown.. Her hair was grey streaked with dark that had yet to surrender to father time and made up in an elaborate style. She wore a red mask that was vaguely vulpine.

She walked up and took my arm. “Why don’t we go sit down so you can give us our winnings.”

I smiled back, “Yes, of course ma’am.” We went to a table set back in a recess where we were a bit hidden by shadows but could observe most of the hall. I sat on a rather elegant chair with high armrests. I reached over but she stopped me before I could loosen the laces.

“Frederick will do it.” I sat back up and she plopped into my lap. She was a tall woman and large though not fat. “Why don’t you focus on me and let Freddie have his fun,” she said with an obvious attempt at a seductive tone. “Please stop him if it gets too much.”

“Of course ma’am” I said and placed my left hand on her inner thigh and the other loosely around her back. She was taking up most of my view and Freddie was standing, seemingly waiting for instruction. She waved and he knelt down in front of me while she moved closer to block my view.

“Freddie likes feet and I like attention, can you do that for us?” My breathing had increased again. My interactions with the watch guy had been so relaxed but now this vixen and her sub had pushed things into an uncomfortable range. I nodded though my heart was beating faster. Freddie had gotten my left shoe off and I felt him sniff deeply.

This woman saw my discomfort and turned. “Be considerate, its his first time,” she said sharply then turned back. “Touch me,” she commanded.

My right hand ran down the back of her dress and back up to her exposed upper back, feeling her smooth skin. My left ran in between her thighs and I heard her gasp a little. “Bold little duck,” she whispered. One of her hands worked its way into my pants and brushed against my penis which started to stir as Freddie removed my socks.

“He’s going to kiss them a bit then we’ll let you go. Next time we might go further.” I nodded as my hand made contact with the outside of her sex. It was a little damp though protected by thick fabric. I focused on her, rubbing over where her clit must be as she played with my still limp penis. Finally she zipped me back up and stood, pushing Freddie back. She smiled then looked at Freddie, “Lets go my love, theis you man got me quite hot and bothered.” They left without saying goodbye and I sat feeling a bit disgusted.

I sat for a second to collect myself, noting that they had taken my shoes and socks. I decided to try and find John. I picked my way through, careful not to linger in case someone came to claim another piece of clothing. I found John standing shirtless though he still had his shoes.

“Dude, watch out for the feet people.” I said quietly as I took a place beside him.

“Dude, watch out for the guys feeling your muscles. I felt like a piece of meat. I’m surprised they didn’t check my teeth.” He said it lightly, I knew John liked to show off his physique and there had probably been a lot of weight room talk.

“Ha, trade with you next time.” He looked over and gave a weak smile. We were both nervous but gave each other a chuckle.

A woman walked over then, she was around 5’4” and dark skinned. She was wearing an orange dress reminiscent of a sari which thoroughly complemented her figure. Her hips were round and wide, behind them was a wonderfully large bottom, her stomach was a little round though her large breasts hid that from being obvious. She was wearing a golden mask and her long black hair hung free.

“Hi,” she said demurely. I leaned over and took her offered hand, kissing the back of. She giggled a little. “My husband bought me your shirt and tie.” I began to take them off but she stopped me. “I’d like a dance first if that’s alright.

“Of course.” I was still a little shaken by the previous encounter but this was more reassuring. The band had just started a slow waltz though I doubted I could lead anyone through the barely remembered steps from cotillion. However she just took me in her arms and fit against me, holding my left hand in hers. She set her head against my chest and we swayed.

“You were looking a little shaken up,” she said.

After a moment I answered, “I was, it wasn’t what I expected.”

She pulled back and looked up at me. “Was it the vixen and Freddie?” I nodded dumbly and felt her tense a little. “They always push things. I’m sorry. They’ve been banned from a lot of people. If you talk to your people, they’ll make sure you don’t see them again.”

“Thank you,” I said as the music started to wind down. She reached up and pulled me down a little to look her straight in the eye. Then she kissed me lightly. It was soft and sweet. Her lips tasted faintly of cloves mixed with cinnamon. The kiss was brief but it was quite nice.

“Now, where are my clothes?” She asked, laughing. I laughed too and removed my shirt and tie which she took and then bounced over to her husband who was an older white man. I waved and he shook a glass at me. I returned when I had been standing with John though he had disappeared. Soon after a couple came over to take my pants. They didn’t stay for much conversation beyond pleasantries, leaving me standing in only my boxers.

Strong arms snaked around me and Ms Gambret’s voice said, “Having fun?”

She was warm in contrast to the somewhat cool air of the room at large. I hadn’t noticed when I was wearing a tux but my skin was beginning to pebble. “A mixed bag,” I responded and she hopped in front. I was sad to lose her warmth but she still looked immaculate.

“Well, keep your chin up as long as it’s not too bad. We’ll stick around another hour unless you arrange something else.”

“What would I arrange?”

“Well, another ride home,” she said and smiled widely.

I smiled too and she took her leave.

Soon after, the woman who greeted us at the entry walked up. “Ma’am,” I said and she smiled.

“I’ve come to collect your boxers and invite you to a warmer room.” She said with a smile that reminded me a bit of a wolf circling her prey.

“Yes, ma’am,” I answered, not wanting to offend and shucked my boxers off. Her predatory smile grew and she stepped close. Her cold hand encircled my cock as she closed the distance to me. She turned holding it like a lead and pulled me along after. I’ve always had something for domineering women and blood started to pump between her fingers. She led me into an adjacent hallway and I noted it was towards the main house.

I was almost fully hard and she stopped before we reached the door we were obviously headed to. She maneuvered me against the wall and her hand started pumping slowly over my now aching cock. Her shark-like grin appeared again, “I hope you’re ready.” I smiled back, happy to be on more familiar ground.

I leaned in and teased her earlobe as she craned her neck to give me access. “I can’t wait,” I whispered and she shivered, her hand still sliding up and down my engorged pole. She smiled and let go, leaving it bobbing in the air. Opening the door, my hostess led me in where there was a fire blazing. The room also contained several people.

John was sitting with two women. One looked to be around 35, a little overweight but more voluptuous than fat. The other was a study in contrast. She was much older with grey hair highlighted against her dark skin. There wasn’t an ounce of fat and her muscles stood out. The younger woman was pressed against John, talking to him and occasionally kissing his neck or chest. The other had her head in his lap, her hands playing up and down his sizable organ.

Ms Gambret was also there sitting on the lap of the man whose wife danced with me though they were both clothed. There were a few others in the room and I could hear moans from across the room though I couldn’t see the source.

The hostess led me to a nest of pillows and cushions where the woman I danced with was sitting. She still wore her dress though it looked in a more disheveled state. She greeted me with a warm smile and my eyes were drawn to her dark areola peeking just above her dress. Her golden mask gleamed in the firelight and her dark eyes roamed over my body as my hostess moved behind me and wrapped her hands around me. “Are you all right with this?” she whispered into my ear and I nodded. “Good.”

I answered yes but my heart was beating fast and my mouth was dry. While I was incredibly aroused by the erotic display around me, I couldn’t help but feal a certain trepidation that I was stepping through a threshold that would be difficult to return from. The woman before me though was staring, focused on my engorged flesh as she squeezed her luscious tit. I could see it protruding from the flesh around it and I wanted to taste it.

I felt something fall behind me and arms encircled me again, one teasing my nipple while the other pulled my head. A light nibble on my earlobe brought my attention there and she said, loudly enough for the other woman to hear, “You will call me Mistress Hannah. You will call her Lakshmi.”

“Yes Mistress,” I answered.

“Lay down next to Lakshmi, let her feel your body.” I did so, which also brought Mistress Hannah into view. She had let down her dark hair and removed her mask. Her blue eyes flashed for a moment with uncertainty but I continued taking her visage in. She had a thin nose and mouth but her face was attractive, the lines of age only deepening her features. She was fit with small B cup breasts and I could see slim muscle in her arms and abs. Her hips were also somewhat slim and a dark landing strip was prominent against the skin that rarely saw the sun. Her legs were long and shapely. She clearly saw me take all of her in and blushed though she hid it behind her Mistress character.

“Lakshmi, why are you still clothed?” She asked.

“Please, can you ask him to unwrap me?” She asked in a pleading tone. I almost started but managed to refrain and looked back to Mistress Hannah. She nodded and I rolled towards the waiting woman. She had removed her mask and grabbed my face, bringing my lips to hers. She gave a kiss of passion and excitement, her soft lips sealing against mine and then opening so our tongues might meet. She unhooked something and I was able to unwrap her top, exposing luscious brown breasts.

I brought one of her already hard nipples to my mouth and sucked on it to the sound of her moaning. My hands wandered over her body and I found a zipper holding the dress together. I unzipped her and she allowed me to pull it the rest of the way off. She was mostly exposed before me and I suspended myself over her. She had a pretty face with dark eyes and full lips. Her body was round but it was a mix of fat and muscle. Her skin was a lighter color where the sun shined less often. Her areolas stood in dark contrast and I couldn’t help but gather her significant breasts and kiss and lick over them. She moaned and thrust her pelvis forward and I hooked my hands into her orange panties and removed them.

I could smell her arousal and I started kissing up her smooth leg, coming close to her lower lips, blowing slowly over her clitoris and kissing back up the other leg. She moaned and begged for me to please bury my face in her and lick her needy pussy. Just as I was about to, Mistress Hannah stopped me.

“You may touch yourself,” She said to Lakshmi and the sodden sounds of her desperately masturbating started behind me as I rolled to face Mistress Hannah. She pointed at her vagina and I dove at it. I started similarly by kissing around it, but in this instance occasionally landing on her entrance and tonguing her clit. I started working the edges and repositioned to sneak my fingers in. I moaned into her and penetrated her with my fingers as legs clamped around my head. Keeping my tongue working, I glanced over to Lakshmi who Mistress Hannah had stopped as she neared orgasm.

“Turn over,” Mistress Hannah gasped out as I brought her to another glorious orgasm. She had been teasing Lakshmi fiercely and she was nearing a breaking point. I turned over, my erection resting on my stomach. “Lakshmi, why don’t you help our dear Niko out.” She pounced as soon as the words were out and began sucking my dick in a nearly animalistic fashion. Mistress Hannah chose then to sit on my face, grinding her sex against my mouth. I started licking as Lakshmi bobbed up and down on my cock. I could feel her spit dripping down by cock and balls. One of her hands was grasping my hip and stabilizing her while she licked and sucked while the other was between her legs frantically plunging her fingers in and out of herself

Mistress Hannah had been crouching over my face but I pulled her down so she was sitting on her knees over my face. There was little resistance despite her dominant position and she quickly settled her weight on me. My hands were running up and down her sides admiring the toned muscles and stomach. Occasionally I would touch her breasts until she finally caught my hands and pushed them down to her waist where I pulled her against my mouth as she slowly ground against it. She pulled Lakshmi’s mouth off of my dick and had her sit over my penis facing her. My wet rod was caught between her swollen pussy lips and my own abdomen. She slowly ground against it and I could feel how wet she was. The two women kissed as I was forgotten for a second though they both ground against me still.

Hannah was the first to get off of me and I saw Lakshmi still writhing over me. One hand was pinching her nipple as the other had grabbed her own hair. Her face was contorted, open mouthed with scrunched closed eyes as she approached orgasm. Mistress Hannah bent over and whispered in my ear, “Flip her over and fuck her.”

I grabbed her ample hips, my fingers pressing into her dark skin, and I rolled her off of me. We were facing each other and I kissed her hard. Her arms wrapped around me and she practically pulled herself up against me. Her hips pressed upwards but I didn’t enter her yet. I pushed her back down and rolled her under me so she was facedown. I had noticed she had been mostly submissive all night and wanted to dominate the small indian woman. She immediately lifted her hips a little and I slid my dick towards her waiting entrance.

I started to tease her wet entrance and made eye contact with Mistress Hannah who was playing with herself as she lewdly sat with one leg hooked over an armrest of a love seat. She smiled and I returned it. Lakshmi was softly begging, “please…please…” and I finally gave her what she wanted. In a single thrust forward I nearly bottomed out in her sodden pussy. She let out a strangled cry of relief and pleasure while I started to pump in and out of her. She wasn’t nearly as tight as some of the women I had been with but her wetness and enthusiasm made up for it.

She was wet and let out a grunt with every thrust as she tried to stifle her screams. I placed a hand on the back of her head and pushed it into the pillow she had placed under head. When I did that, her knees gave way and she was essentially laying flat with her legs splayed out behind us. I repositioned and grabbed her forearms, pulling her up and back while fully inserting myself. Mistress Hannah was rubbing her clit while we both faced her. I started thrusting into Lakshmi with short, hard thrusts. I could feel her squirming but I held her firmly. Her breath became ragged and I upped the pace, pushing her towards her climax until Her pussy clenched hard on my dick. Rather than scream it was like she went silent and whimpered though she broke free of my grasp. and layed on the floor while I continued pumping in and out then slowing down. I kissed her shoulder and she made a weak, incoherent noise. I started moving again, slowly to work her back up but Mistress Hannah stood up and stopped me.

“Sit,” she said and pointed at the loveseat. I pulled out of Lakshmi to another sound and stood with my cock glistening with her juices. Sitting in the loveseat, I started to slowly rub my cock while looking at Mistress Hannah. She sashayed up to me, her hard body gleaming with her landing strip in stark contrast. I could see some of her juices running down her leg. She looked like some sort of roman sex goddess.

Once she reached me she straddled my hard cock, grabbed my shaft, and slowly inserted the tip. She was incredibly tight and I had trouble penetrating past the tip. Her hands were now on shoulders and her face up with an open mouthed moan and she worked up and down those two inches in short shuddering humps. My hands went to her hips and I pushed down a little causing her to sink another inch, making her deep moan transition to a higher pitched squeal.

She grabbed my hands but didn’t move from where I pushed her down to. Her breathing was a little ragged as she composed herself. “Fuck, Niko,” she said breathily and slowly settled a bit more of her weight. “I’m going to take this big cock, then ride you until I take every last drop.”

I smiled back at her, “Yes Mistress.”

“Lakshmi, get he cock nice and wet again.” Mistress Hanna pushed herself off my cock and sat so it was wedged between her buttcheeks. I felt a wet tongue start working up and down my hard cock while Mistress ground against my torso.

“Mistress, please take my cock again,” I begged though Lakshmi was a wonderful little cocksucker. I know Mistress wouldn’t let me cum until she orgasmed again.

“So bold,” she whispered but lifted herself up again. This time my cock slid even further in. Her pussy was like a vise as she moved up and down in small movements. It was tortuous as I wanted to push her down again or bend her over and fuck her. Luckily Lakshmi had seen my pained expression and started sucking on my loaded balls.

“Nearly there,” Mistress Hannah hissed then let her full weight bear down and finally I was fully inside of her. I moaned in concert with her and she started writhing on top of me. Her small breasts jiggled slightly as she ground against me and I took one in my mouth. She wrapped her arms around my head as she approached orgasm. Her hips moved faster and faster as we both came closer.

Finally, I felt her body shudder and her tight pussy tightened even further and became too much for me to hold back. I thrust up into her and unleashed my load into her wet hole. My arms were wrapped around her and we went through the throes of ecstasy together.

I relaxed back into the seat, my member still hard and let my arms relax from holding her so tightly. She still held my face to her breasts and I started teasing a nipple causing her to clench after another aftershock before releasing me. I smiled at her and she smiled back before kissing me slowly and passionately.

“Thank you Mistress,” I said with a little bit of a smirk.

“Just Hannah now.” She said, “I’m too exhausted to be Mistress.”

By this point my penis had softened and I slid it out followed by a mix of our juices. “Ugh its wet here, should we join Lakshmi.” Hannah nodded and we drunkenly joined Lakshmi on the cushions. We quickly became a tangle of limbs as the women fell asleep. I was tired but the adrenaline from the entire event kept me up until Ms. Gambret collected me.

It was a quiet ride back and after I drove home I fell asleep like the dead.

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