greying temples. All his life, he had lived conservatively. He had a
steady job and for all practical purposes Elton seemed more or less
well-adjusted and happy. Elton had been married once and had a young
daughter about fourteen years old, who at the present time was living
with her natural mother. There was only one problem: he was very
lonely. Happy, in a sense materially, but emotionally he was alone.
Every morning, when the alarm clock went off at five a.m. Elton was
able to leap from his bed and hit the cold bare floor and without
pausing for a breath, reach the bathroom and take great joy in hearing
the sound of his hot yellow piss hit the toilet bowl. The sound of his
hot piss was like music to his ears. He loved to hear the sound echo in
the bathroom. At a given point, Elton would apply pressure to the base
of his cock to feel the urine running out. Sometimes, he pinched the
hole and played games with himself as he was urinating. The sensations
woke him and when he stopped pissing, he shook his cock so that the
last drops wouldn't run down his leg and stain his yellow striped
pajamas.
The light in the bathroom over the mirror glared downwards and lit
Elton's greying face. The grey stubble of his beard glistened in the
bright light. He ran his fingers across his face noticing the hollow
cheeks the drawn look. He thought to himself, 'I've got to remember
never to take my teeth out." He reached into a glass of water and
withdrew his dentures. With a quick motion he snapped them into his
mouth and remarked out loud, "Yes, yes, I've got to remember to keep my
teeth in my mouth."
"I guess I'll have to shave. I shave every day. It looks good." Elton
reached into the medicine cabinet and took out his favorite Gillette
Razor remarking out loud again, "They sure made them good in the army.
I guess that was the best year for razors." He lathered up his face
with soap and water and proceeded to scratch the stubble from his face.
As he scratched away, he felt the coldness of the porcelain sink
against his cock and balls. It felt good through his pajama bottoms. He
moved his ass in and out, up against the cold sink. The shaving job was
almost done when Elton decided that he'd like to look at his cock. He
put the razor down and pulled the draw string on his pajama pants. His
pajama pants fell to the floor around his ankles and he stepped out of
them. His half-rampant wang didn't jangle and didn't really jiggle, it
was just sort of half-hard. He reached up with his right hand and took
some of the lather from his face and laid it on his prick and tight
drawn up ball sac. He turned around and sat down on the toilet seat and
massaged the slippery soap suds in and around his grayed pubic hair.
Every once in a while he would slide his hand upwards on his semi-hard
shaft and rub the palm of his hand around and around the head of his
peter.
His eyes bulged outwards and his myopic eyes stared and concentrated on
the hole of his semi-hard shaft. He rubbed his penis with the thumb and
forefinger only and he enjoy watching his peter being whipped back and
forth and up and down. He reached down with his other hand and pulled
hard on his ball sac. He felt his balls slide from one side of his palm
to the other and his manipulating hand further heightened the friction
sensation that his whipping right hand made him feel at the end of his
pinkish tinged knob.
The lather in his hand started to dry, making his palm feel very rough
on his shaft. He removed his hand momentarily and spit a big gob into
his palm. The spit started to dissipate itself in the thickened lather
and Elton started to work his gonads. He started to squirm downwards on
the toilet seat and he started to think about Sandy.
Sandy was a tall, straight blonde haired girl. She towered six inches above Elton. She was at least one head taller. Her skin was deeply
tanned and the outline of her bikini made her super-boobs stand out in
a milk white color. The milk whiteness of Sandy's tits were high-
lighted by pink areolae and sharply pointed nipples. Her belly was flat
and her legs were long and supple. An untanned V exposed her pubic hair
against the white untanned skin of her mound of Venus. The untanned
parts of Sandy made it look like she was wearing a transparent mini-
bikini. Her long fingers were able to make Elton feel the hotness of
his youth. Sandy's lips were full and straight and her strong chin, in
combination with her high nordic cheek bones gave her a very stern
looking air. She was truly a dominating female. Sandy believed in
discipline for discipline's sake. She felt everything must be in order
and she was prepared always to take the lead and set things right. The
men that she attracted were generally a little older than herself and
of the Casper-milk-toast variety.
Sandy had been making the swinging scene lately; Bermuda, Puerto Rico,
St. Thomas and of course, London. She had finally found what she liked
when she had sex. The thing that really twisted her head was to
completely dominate a man. Like some girls collect porcelain china and
other kinds of knickknacks, Sandy collected sex toys. There were long,
short and fat dildos. She had dildos that vibrated and squirted hot
gelatin when the balls were squeezed. She also had rough strong ropes,
chains and a fantastically large collection of whips. The only thing
that she was lacking, was a slave. This slave would be hers and hers
alone to control and do her bidding. If he didn't she could punish him.
He would be completely under her power.
Last week, she had a party in her apartment and had met someone who
seemed to be 'just her cup of tea'. He had waited on her hand and foot.
She had made him scratch her back for two hours and rub her feet with
lotion. The back rubbing and foot massaging had happened after the
other guests had left. She had commanded him to do the dishes and carry
the garbage out and he did so without a murmur.
Elton seemed to like being told what to do. The more Sandy leaned on
him and actually ordered him around the more he seemed attracted to
her. His beady, shifty eyes had been frozen on her crotch white he was
massaging her feet, but when Sandy tried to hold his eyes he would look
away and look down humbly. He had been rubbing her feet for quite a
while and furtively looking at the cunt that Sandy purposely showed him
every so often. She spread her legs wide apart and Elton dropped his
eyes away from her crotch. Sandy reached forward, grabbed a forelock of
his hair and lifted his face up to look straight into her eyes and then
down again directly into her gaping split. She felt that this was the
man that she really wanted for her slave.
'How can I get him?" Sandy thought. She answered herself very simply,
'Damn, all I have to do is call him!'
Elton's hand moved rapidly up and down on his slippery shaft. His eyes
bored into the hole of his cock. It was fantastic. He was really
getting a boner. He could see Sandy vividly in his mind. He saw the
inside of her suntanned smooth thighs and the baby skinned color that
surrounded her dark pubic hair. Her moist pink split was open and
almost glistened in contrast to its surrounding area. Her pubic hair
ran from her arse cheeks up and around her lovely cuntlips and to
almost the line marked off by the darkened skin of her suntan. He
remembered how Sandy had grabbed his hair and forced him to look
straight into her eyes and then down again to the vision of her
beautiful pink pussy. The thought of Sandy's sweet pussy inflamed his
thoughts and his shaft throbbed against his closed jerking fist. He
bent further over and stroked more slowly muttering to himself out
loud. "Sandy ... Sandy. Pull my hair. Tell to take the garbage out.
Call me a mother-fucker and bastard. Let me do your bidding. Let me be
near you."
He crossed his legs and moved his hand more slowly over the now bulbous
head of his throbbing cock. The semen oozed from his cock hole and kept
the lather slippery. He bent further over his cock and opened his
mouth. He felt the pressures in his balls and at the base of his shaft
build up. He stroked very lightly now and his orgasm approached very
slowly. More semen gurgled from his urethra. His other hand pulled and
massaged on his balls. He squeezed and twisted them until they pained
and his beating hand started to pick up speed. Elton crossed his legs
tighter and tried to hold this gusher back. He opened his mouth wider
and his cock erupted its white fire.
Each throb made his excited cock pump another hot jet of white sticky
sperm upwards into his open mouth. He savored the taste and rolled it
around on his tongue before he swallowed the white stickiness. The
vision that had been so vivid a moment ago was gone. Sandy's commanding
voice and exposed pussy were no longer there and his cock became once
more flaccid. "Well, I guess I better finish shaving, so I won't be
late for work."
Elton went to the kitchen and took three different brands of cold
cereal from the shelf and poured a portion of each into a large soup
bowl. He carefully measured out six ounces of milk in a measuring cup
and poured this over his cereal. The instant coffee was measured out
very carefully and boiling water of the right relative proportion was
poured into his cup. Elton was very meticulous and organized. He never
did anything without first thinking about it six times. Hemming and
hawing about it six times and then finally not doing anything. It was
only when somebody was able to pressure Elton into something that Elton
ever did anything. Elton sat in the dim light of his grey dreary
kitchen and decided that now was the time to telephone Sandy.
The phone rang and Sandy rolled to her side trying to avoid its
insistent sound. The phones tintinnabulation was never ending and she
decided that since it wasn't going to stop, she had better answer it;
and find out who in the hell could be calling her at seven a.m. in the
morning.
"Hello."
Elton didn't answer.
Sandy repeated louder and in a more commanding voice, "Hello! Who in
the hell is this?"
Elton swallowed and replied, "Good morning. I just thought that I would
call you up and wake you, just to say hello. I've just been thinking
about you and I couldn't resist just calling to say hello."
"You God damn son of a bitch. You dirty bastard. You have your fucking
nerve calling me a this damn hour. Do I have to tell you everything?
Man alive, get smart. Don't bug me at this hour ever again! Are you
listening to me? I'll call you later when I get good and ready. You
just had better be by the God damn phone, otherwise your shit out of
luck! Do you understand Elton? Do you get the message? Do I have to
spell it out for you again? Don't call me on the phone at this hour."
Elton's wang started to throb when Sandy spoke to him this way. Here
was a woman who took command of the situation. He replied, "I'll be
home from work at six o'clock tonight and I'll wait by the phone."
Sandy said, "You'd better!" and she slammed the telephone receiver down
into its cradle.
The loud click hit Elton's ear drum and somehow vibrated down to a
throb in his cock. Elton made a note on his pad; Sandy, 7 a.m. local
call and the number.
Elton left the house five minutes later than usual. He couldn't quite
understand how he was suddenly very late to work. To Elton, late meant
less than a half hour before clock-in time. He didn't like anybody to
be able to say that he was late or unreliable.
Chapter 2
That evening after work Elton came out of the subway still behind his
normal time schedule. It would be impossible for him to be at home by
six p.m., but he hurried anyway. A quick stop at the A&P and he picked
up a TV dinner and a bottle of Pepsi. Then he rushed to a different
supermarket where oranges were on sale. "Nobody could say that Elton
was a spend thrift," he said out loud as he paid for his two oranges.
Thus laden, he scurried out of the supermarket towards his co-op
apartment on the 15th floor. As he fumbled with the keys, he could bear
the phone ringing in his apartment. The steel door became an opponent
and the key just wouldn't slide into the lock. The phone rang and rang
again and just as Elton burst through the door of his apartment the
ringing ceased.
Elton put his food on a table and walked back to the door and removed
his keys. He closed the door softly and threw the bolt. He looked at
his watch and saw that it was fourteen minutes after six p.m. "I wonder
if that was Sandy calling," he muttered. He lit the oven and set the
thermostat following the exact printed instructions that were printed
on the TV dinner package.
He sat down and peeled an orange; while he waited for the TV dinner to
cook. Elton had just shoved a segment of the orange into his mouth when
the phone rang. He gulped hard and the orange juice ran from the
corners of his mouth and dribbled to his chin.
"Hello," he slurped. The orange was still caught in his mouth.
"Elton where were you? I called you before. You were not home. Where
the hell were you? Didn't I tell you to wait for me to call. Man alive,
I thought you were dependable. Even when I tell you what to do, you
screw it all up. Haven't you got any God damn brains? Well, tell me why
weren't you home?"
"Errr, errr ... well. I was late this morning and I just couldn't catch
up with myself all day."
"Elton, I don't want to hear this shit. You just get your ass over here
and take me out to dinner."
"But, I ... already got a TV dinner in the oven and ..."
Sandy interrupted, "Well throw it out and get your clothes on and get
over here. I'll expect you at seven-fifteen and bring your charge
cards. I've invited a few friends to come alone."
"Well ... ah ah hhh ..."
"Never mind the shit, get over here!" and Sandy banged the phone down.
Sandy sat back and thought about where she would tell Elton to take her
to eat. She really didn't have any guests, but she just wanted to test
a little of her power out on Elton. While she had been talking to
Elton, her legs were wide spread and she sat upright on a leather arm
chair. Her pussy had dribbled onto the smooth shiny leather and made it
slippery. She wriggled her buttocks into the slime and slid in a tight
circle on the leather surface. The feeling of leather excited Sandy and
she pictured herself in her leather outfit directing Elton her slave in
various situations.
Sandy took her right index finger and put in on the soft down covered mons. She cupped her palm and massaged gently. She felt her split open
and begin to throb. She looked down and pushed her finger between her
slippery outer cuntlips just barely touching them. The sensation of her
forefinger slipping softly in between her Labia Majora made her writhe
in her own cream that dribbled from her hot wet pussy. Her finger slid
back and forth and the sensation was maddening.
Sandy threw one leg over the arm of the chair and hooked her forefinger
into the opening of her honey pot. She wondered what Elton would be
like when he came to pick her up. She opened her eyes and withdrew her
finger from her hot quim and said to herself, 'I'll save it for later
and then it'll be better.'
The doorbell rang and Elton held some flowers out to Sandy, "I thought
you would like these flowers."
Sandy took the flowers and said, "Oh thank you. You're a darling."
Elton stepped into the foyer and Sandy closed the door after him. In
the process of hooking the door chain into its place her dressing gown
slid open exposing the whiteness of her globes. A thin line of white
connected both titties. This line was where the two bikini brassiere
cups were pulled towards each other, by a fine ribbon.
Sandy made no motion to cover herself and she felt her pussy contract
and squeeze some of her cream down the inside of her thighs. She took
Elton's hand and said, "Come on in., The flowers are beautiful." She
placed them in a vase and smiled sweetly in Elton's direction. She
allowed her robe to open still further exposing her flat stomach and
twat covered with brown down to Elton.
Elton sat down and looked around the room, saying, "Well I'm only three
minutes late!"
"That's all right Elton. The flowers make up for everything. Would you
like to help me dress?"
Elton looked downward and mumbled something, "Well errrr ... What can I
do to help?"
Sandy said, "Get up and help me take my dressing gown off. Come on
Elton get your arse moving."
Elton stood up and Sandy faced him. Her dressing gown was wide open and
Elton's eyes started to look toward the floor. Sandy towered over Elton
and she grabbed his hair again and made him look up at her bare
titties. She placed his hands on her dressing gown and said, "Come on
Elton. Take the God damn thing off of me. If you want to help me; help
me. Come on. Take it off of me!"
Elton hesitatingly took Sandy's dressing gown from her shoulders
exposing her bare milk white globes to his eager gaze.
Sandy had a pair of very brief black flower bikini panties on. As the
robe fell to the floor Elton kneeled down on his knees and threw his
arms around Sandy's thighs. He buried his face in her silken covered
muff. He breathed deeply through his nose, smelting the odor of Sandy's
pussy. He turned his face sideways and said, "Ohhh." His ears felt the
heat that came from her vaginal crease and Sandy pushed downwards on
his head moving his nose away from her cleft.
Elton strained upwards and said, "Let me feel it? Let me smell it?"
Sandy smiled and said, "Will you be my slave? Would you like to suck on
my panties crotch? Or, would you rather wash my panties and suck my
pussy? No never mind. I'll tell you what to do, slave."
Elton continued to hug Sandy's legs to his chest, eyes closed. His
glasses had fallen to the floor and Elton suddenly stopped his
caressing and picked up his glasses, "So that they won't be damaged."
He explained.
Sandy allowed him to put the glasses in his breast pocket, then she
snapped, "Get on your knees again slave!"
Elton dropped to his knees and Sandy allowed him to put his mouth up
against her bikini covered pussy.
She asked, "Do you like that? Would you like to suck my pussy?" She saw
Elton nod his head. Sandy ordered, "Pull my panties down to the floor,
so that my cunt can be right against your face. Yes, my bare cunt up
against your face. I don't know whether I'll let you kiss it or not.
I'll decide. Slave, go and wash my panties and when you come back maybe
I'll give you a reward. But, before you go; take off all of your
clothes except your undershorts."
Elton rose from his kneeling position with Sandy's panties clutched
tightly in his hands. His eyes were shut and he stood for a moment
motionless.
He felt a stinging slap on his face and then another and he heard Sandy
crying out, "Take those Goddamn clothes off. No, not all of the
clothes. Leave your fucking shorts on. That's all I want to see."
Elton said, "Yes. Yes. Do you mind if I fold them up? If I don't fold
them up, they will loose their press?" Elton waited for an answer.
Sandy just glared at him. Her mouth formed a hard tight thin line and
she stared downward at him. She stepped forward on top of the clothing
that Elton was removing. She ground her heel into the jacket shirt and
tore the corner of his grey colored white shirt.
Elton pleaded, "Please. Please." He felt his cock start to get hard.
The tent that it formed under his underwear seemed to infuriate Sandy.
She reached down and grasped his half hard wang and commanded, "Wash my
panties and then come back." She squeezed his dong and kept him from
going to the bathroom. "What's holding you up? Why don't you go and
wash my panties?" Sandy never let go of Elton's joint.
"... But ... you're not letting me go. You're holding me back. Please
let me go. Please let me go."
Sandy released his semi-hard burgeoning penis and allowed Elton to run
to the bathroom. He had just about reached the bathroom door when Sandy
called out, "Stop. Suck the crotch of my panties!"
Elton shoved the panty crotch in his mouth and ground his teeth into
the soft flowered, black, silky material. He could taste Sandy's cream
and sweat that had oozed into the cunt position of her panties. The
taste titillated Elton's palate and he sucked on the material mixing
his saliva with the hot taste of Sandy's drippings.
Elton moaned and sucked until Sandy again commanded him, "Go and wash
my fucking panties. Can't you see I'm in a hurry?" She watched Elton
trot around the doorway and into the 'john'. She called out, "Use the
soap in the cabinet." The sound of Elton letting the water rush into
the sink made Sandy think of how she could use Elton. "What's taking
you so long? Just let them soak in the sink and come back here."
Elton came out of the bathroom and faced Sandy. He tried to hold her
around the waist and kiss her, but she turned her face away from him
saying, "Not those lips, stupid. The ones down between my legs. The hot
red lips that are dripping my cream. I want you to lap my cunt. Do you
understand, cuntlapper?" Sandy laid back on the couch with her legs
spread wide. Her inflamed orifice was raised high in the air, by a
pillow that she had jammed under her arse. She commanded, "Elton, get
down on your knees and start sucking! Now!"
Elton got down on his knees, in between Sandy's outstretched long
lovely legs. He gazed into her pussy. Its gaping mouth seemed to be
dribbling out copious quantities of cream. He put his face near to her
cuntlips. He sniffed and smelled the deliciousness of Sandy's exciting
twat. He snuffed up to her crotch and smelled her gash with long
savoring breaths.
Sandy interrupted his thoughts, "I told you to suck my cunt ... not smell it. What in the hell do I have to do to make you understand me."
Her hand lashed out and struck the back of his head a light grazing
blow.
Elton writhed his hips and placed each of his hands on each side of
Sandy's inviting arse cheeks. He could feel the wetness dribbling down
from her cunt to her arse. He buried his face in Sandy's hot, flaming,
red trench and began to lick at Sandy's little man in the boat. He
licked and whipped his tongue from one end of her flaming trench to the
other. His saliva dripped outwards from his tongue and mixed with
Sandy's cunt juice. Elton placed one of his hands on his cock.
Sandy shouted at Elton, "You bastard! Where are you putting your other
hand? Get that hand off your wang and hold my cuntlips apart and suck,
slave. Suck me out good. Don't stop and fool around. I want to feel
your hands on my cunt and only on my cunt. Suck slave! Suck harder! Let
me hear the sound! Come on, bastard! Suck! Lick my juice! Don't waste a
drop! Lick every bit of it up!"
Elton moaned and his tongue and lips made loud slurping sucking noises,
"Slurp ... Slurp." He sucked up the delicious white creaming cunt juice
that flowed freely from Sandy's enraged cunt. He could feel the wetness
of her cuntlips and the moving of them in and out. The little clitoris
became swollen and like his cock head grew in size until he thought
that it couldn't grow anymore. But, it did get longer. It became what
he had always read and dreamed about: a real genuine full grown spur
cock. He had heard about spur cocks. Some of them were over one inch
long and it was like sucking an extra long stiff hard smooth nipple. A
woman thus endowed could even fuck another woman by holding her spur
cock under the hood of her partner and having it pressed against her
partner's normal sized love knob.
Sandy pushed Elton's face harder into her exposed gash. "Suck my clit!
Suck my clit! Work your head up and down! Haven't you ever sucked a man
off? Move your head up and down! Whip your tongue around my clitoris
and keep your damn hands on me and not on you. How many times do I have
to tell you? Come on! Move! Up and down! Up and down! I think I'm going
to make you suck somebody off! I think I'll make you suck my cunt out
after somebody has fucked me."
Elton became more and more aroused. He loved feeling Sandy's spur cock
in his mouth. He wondered what it would feel like to be fucked in the
arse. He wished Sandy would shove her finger up his arse hole. "Please,
Please shove your finger up my arse hole?"
Sandy slapped the back of Elton's head again and said, "Suck! Suck! I
don't want to hear any shit. All I want to do is to be sucked. And when
you are done sucking me I think I'll let you vacuum the living room
rug. Take your cock out and hold it in your hand. I want to look down
on it, while you're sucking me."
Elton continued his sucking and tongue lashing of Sandy's pussy. He
laid to one side and held his cock in his left hand. It was still only
half-hard, but it was dripping wet. He wished that Sandy would touch
his cock, but she made no move to do so. Elton ground his hips in a
circle and his cock became more wet with his drippings by the second.
He felt Sandy's cunt gash and grind against his bruised lips. The spur
cock lodged underneath the soft part of his mouth and he sucked harder,
"Slurp. Slurp. Slurp."
Sandy continued to buck and writhe underneath Elton's working mouth.
Elton's lips nipped and kissed her pussy lips. The inside ones and the
outside ones. His teeth nipped and nibbled all over Sandy's hot wet
box. The bucking and grinding became more furious and frantic.
Sandy reached down and grabbed Elton's ball sac. She pulled hard on his
scrotum, trapping both balls in the bottom of the sac. He screamed and
her spasms made her twist and pull Elton's balls. "Eiiiiii. I'm coming.
I'm coming. I'll twist your fucking balls off. I'll twist your fucking
balls off."
Elton felt Sandy's powerful cunt contractions and with each contraction
he felt her hand twist harder on his brutalized balls. The pain was
intense and whatever hardness he had, left him. He moaned, "Ohhhh.
Ohhhh."
Elton's mouth was still cupped, like a suction cup over Sandy's hot
clitoris and she screamed, "I'm coming. I'm coming again. Suck harder!
Come on cunt lapper. Suck me! Suck me! Oh, I'd love to have you always
to suck me. Would you like that?"
Elton relaxed his mouth grip on Sandy's cunt and laid his head on her
thigh. He was pleased that Sandy had come so beautifully.
Sandy raised up on her elbows and looked at Elton's face. His eyes were
shut and he was breathing hard. "How about fucking me? Put your cock in
me. What kind of man are you? You don't even have a hard on. Don't you
want to fuck me? Is that all you're good for. What's with you? You
can't even suck good."
The truth of the matter was, that this was one of the best suck jobs
Sandy had ever had, but she realized that in order to possess Elton
completely body and soul, she must always dominate him in every way and
form. Therefore, she would never let him know how good it was. She made
up her mind that no matter how good he was, she would always give him
hell when he was finished.
She pushed his head away from her now satisfied cunt and said, "I'm
hungry. Let's go out and eat."
Elton asked, "Can I go to the bathroom? I have to pee."
"Is that what you want to do? Are you sure you're not going to go in
there and jerk off and cheat me? If I come in there and find you jerked
off, I'm going to beat the living shit out of you. Incidentally, after
we eat I'm going to take you over to my girl friend Susan's house and
introduce you to her."
"I don't want to meet her. I'd like to stay here with you."
Sandy snapped, "Do you want to be with me so much that you would marry
me for the privilege?"
Elton thought for a moment. He thought of her tasty panties. He loved
the smoothness of Sandy's long smooth clitoris between his lips and he
blurted out, "Will you marry me? Will you marry me?"
Sandy whispered sensuously, "Yes. I'll marry you, if you'll continue to
be my obedient possession and do whatever I bid you, no matter what."
Elton gasped, "Yes. Yes. Whatever you say. I'll buy you anything. I'll
work for you. I'll cook for you. Can I wash your panties forever? Can I
hang your panties up now? They have soaked and been washed enough. Yes.
Yes, I'll marry you and continue to be your slave."
"Okay. You can go to the bathroom now."
Elton got up and walked to the bathroom. He felt his peter jangling
between his legs. It was soft and lifeless. The cool water that he
splashed on his face revived him. He looked down at his peter and it
started to throb. He spit into the palm of his hand and massaged the
spit into the head of his cock. His thumb made circular motions over
his rapidly blooming tower. A few quick movements and his spit clenched
fist brought his prick to a throbbing orgasm. He watched his cock spit
its creaminess into the sink and watched it wash down the drain.
When he came out of the bathroom Sandy was already dressed. She was
like a blonde goddess, above reproach on a pedestal. He picked his
clothes up and as he dressed Sandy rubbed his back and the base of his
spine.
Chapter 3
The cab ride was short and Sandy asked the driver to drop them off at
the Pussy Cat Restaurant in the village near where she lived. She knew
that the prices were high, but the food was excellent.
They started out with a bottle of Champagne to celebrate their
engagement. As they sipped the champagne, Sandy suggested that after
dinner they rent a car and drive to Maryland for a Justice of the Peace
Wedding Ceremony. The more wine they drank and the drunker they became,
the more they wanted to be man and wife.
Elton had found someone to take care of him, by telling him what he
could do and what he could not do. He loved sucking on Sandy's pussy,
because she was able to dominate him completely.
On the other hand, Sandy had found a slave that would do her bidding or
whatever whim she might be feeling at the time.
The Champagne flowed like the proverbial water in a fountain. Sandy
suggested that they call a Car Rental Agency so that they could leave
for Maryland and a quickie marriage, right after dinner.
Elton was so drunk and so horny that he just didn't give a damn,
besides which he had half a dozen charge plates and credit cards in his
wallet. With an air of bravado he hollered after Sandy that he'd pay
the agency an extra fee if they would get a limousine with a chauffeur
assigned in less than an hour.
Sandy came back beaming, "The agency has promised to have the chauffeur
driven limousine waiting for us in front of the restaurant within the
hour. Let's have another toast?"
Elton signed for the dinner with his charge plate and generously tipped
the waiter and head waiter. The doorman informed them that their
chauffeured limousine awaited them.
They introduced themselves to the tall Negro driver, whose name was
Paul. Paul opened the door of the car for Elton and Sandy and made sure
that everything was to their liking. There was a freshly chilled case
of Champagne that she had ordered, in the limousine's refrigerator.
Sandy poured them each a glass of Champagne as the limousine sped on
its way.
They arrived in Elton, Maryland in the wee hours of the morning. The
sun had just started to paint the horizon a fight azure color. The low
buildings that they passed were silhouetted against the ever
brightening sky.
Paul drove with ease and with an almost fantastic skill. His large
black hands held and moved the steering wheel with sometimes a gentle
touch and sometimes an almost violent grip. Paul was six feet tall, but
gave the appearance of being shorter because of his stocky build. His
hair was close cropped and jet black in color. Its kinkiness blended
with the smoothness of the skin on his face. His eyes were large like
two dark almonds and his lips were full and sensuous. He looked like he
was a real good fucker, because he always made a point of wearing tight
pants that outlined his enormous wang.
Sandy broke open another bottle of Champagne and just as its foam was
spouting out of the bottle end, Elton said, "Honey, can we stop. I have
to see a man about a horse."
Sandy giggled back, "Elton, let me see your pretty cock? Let me see if
you really have to make a pee-pee?"
Elton fumbled with his zipper and finally was able to let his flaccid
meat peek out of his fly. "That Champagne that we have been drinking
sure makes me dizzy. Are you dizzy honey?"
Sandy laughed, "You're damn right I am. What do you think we should be?
We drank half a case of God damn Champagne and my pussy is just itching
and creaming."
She noticed Paul pick his ears up when she spoke about her hot creaming
pussy. She reached forward and stroked the back of Paul's neck and
noticed that Paul gave a slight shiver. Sandy had vision of Paul or
some other big black man fucking Elton in the arse hole and perhaps
having Elton suck her pussy after another man had dropped his hot heavy
load inside of her. Sandy felt her pussy squeeze and contract.
Sandy reached down into Elton's open fly and her fingers grabbed at his
piss filled cock. It wasn't hard and it wasn't soft. It was just sort
of swollen. She shook his cock back and forth and felt the swollen
veins in his balls. "Oh, yes honey you have to piss. I'm glad you asked
me if we could stop."
She touched Paul on the back of the neck again and asked him politely
to pull over to the side of the road so that everybody could piss.
"Yes, ma'am. I'll pull to the side of the road as soon as this car in
back of me passes. The road sure is deserted at this hour. If you want
I'll also be able to get rid of the empty Champagne bottles." Paul
pulled the car to the roadside and turned the engine off. He left the
parking lights on and ran around to the side door of the limousine and
opened it for the future Mrs. Silver.
Sandy swung her legs towards the open door exposing her beautiful
auburn colored fuzz of her crotch. In each hand she held on an empty
Champagne bottle for Paul to get rid of ...
Paul looked up from Sandy's wide spread crotch and took the empty
bottles from her hand. He stood motionless and Sandy did not make a
move or even cover her exposed tanned inner thighs.
Sandy reached down and grabbed her bikini panties and ripped outwards,
"I won't need these on if I'm going to piss, and man I have to piss. It
looks like my future husband is all crapped out."
Paul placed the mouth of one of the Champagne bottles up close and
barely touched Sandy's now exposed cleft. He tipped the bottle upwards
and the cool leftover Champagne bubbled onto Sandy's pubic hair and hot
trench. Without another word Paul got to his knees and his tongue
licked the Champagne from Sandy's crotch.
"Go ahead Paul. You can suck it," she teased, "Would you like to?"
Paul suddenly glued his mouth to Sandy's wet pussy hole and his tongue
explored its inner recesses. He pulled away from Sandy and looked in
the direction of Elton who was passed out or in a state of semi-
consciousness. Paul's fear of Elton dissipated itself and he blurted
out, "Let me suck your piss? Let me drink your hot yellow urine? I want
to feel its hotness running down my throat." He glued his lips around
Sandy's pee hole and sucked. He felt Sandy grind her hips on the seat
and push her hot box hard against his face. Her swollen clitoris
throbbed in his mouth and he marveled at its length and size. He
watched the hairy mons above Sandy's cleft, and at about the same time
he felt her hot yellow urine, pissing and running into his sucking
mouth. He swallowed hard and somehow hit the happy medium of being able
to absorb Sandy's hot outflow as fast as it fell from her cunt into his
belly.
"Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Honey please, I have to piss. What are you doing?"
Elton moaned.
Sandy directed Elton to, "Get the fuck out of the car if you really
want to piss." She pulled hard on his swollen staff and dragged him out
of the limousine door by the cock.
Elton stumbled and fell forward, but was supported by Sandy's hand
holding his flaccid joint. He felt Paul come to his left side and
support him. He heard Sandy's voice boom in his ears. "Go ahead honey,
piss. Piss if you can." Elton strained and finally his already
overloaded bladder that was almost paralyzed from its fullness allowed
some Piss to trickle out of his cock.
Sandy winked at Paul and gently massaged Elton's cock. She moved her
fingers gently up and down the short length of his shaft. She felt his
piss dribble from his swollen cock hole. It was as if his joint had
swelled so much that it had closed the urethra and his hot piss had
difficulty finding its way through its door.
Paul's flashing smile let Sandy know that he was amenable to almost any
game that she might play. He spoke softly, "Allow me to help you, Mr.
Silver. Be careful that you don't fall."
Elton nodded his head, "Thanks Paul. I'm embarrassed, but I'm sure you
understand. Somehow or other I just can't seem to pee. Ahhhh. Ahhhh. It
is coming now. It's coming now. The piss is just coming. Ohhhhh. It is
so painful and yet so pleasurable."
Sandy once again caught Paul's eye and nodded in the direction of
Elton's now yellow streaming limp dong. She wrapped her fist around
Elton's softness and squeezed very hard. Her sudden squeezing cut the
flow of piss off very sharply and painfully. She heard Elton gasp and
pull his hips in backwards. Then she relaxed her grip and Elton's dong
commenced to dribble again.
Paul supported Elton as his knees buckled from under him, when Sandy
had chopped the urine flow off again, very suddenly. Paul reached down
with his left hand and started to stroke his hard outlined cock. He
heard Elton groan and Paul's cock became steel hard in his pants. It
throbbed and dripped and he felt that everyone of his arse clenches
squeezed more of his thick semen into his cock, from his balls.
Sandy allowed Elton to finish peeing. "Paul, when we get to the Justice
of the Peace, will you be our friend and stand up for us? It would be
nice to have you witness our wedding. Isn't that so Elton?"
Elton nodded his head and said, "Yes dear. Whatever you say. You know
I'll do whatever you say. Can we get started again? I would like to be
yours as soon as possible."
Sandy shook Elton's peter and gave it a hard twist for good measure.
The hard twist made Elton cry out and Sandy smiled, "All right honey.
Let's go back now. We are only a few minutes away from the justice of
the Peace and then, you'll really be my slave. Isn't that what you
want?"
"Oh, yes. Yes. I want to be your slave. I want to do your bidding."
The Justice of the Peace did his job in the short space of ten minutes.
Paul gave the bride away.
Now they were Man and Wife: or should we say, Slave and Owner!
After the ceremony they all piled back into the limousine and Paul
headed towards New York City.
Elton fell asleep and Sandy leaned back and contemplated the wild
things that she would do with her new husband Elton. 'Sandy Silver,
Sandy Silver," she repeated over and over to herself. 'It sounds good,
if I do think so myself.'
Her thought returned once more to Elton Silver. She fantasied Elton
being tied to her wall naked and being made to watch her get fucked by
another man. Perhaps she'd have Paul fuck Elton in the arse and play
with his cock or maybe Tom. Elton could suck off Tom's dog. Bijou was
black and white and his dog balls swung low and his cock was heavy when
it extended itself. She always use to like to watch Tom getting fucked
in the arse by his dog.
She thought to herself, 'I wonder if Elton bruises easily. I guess I'll
have to be careful where I beat him, because of his job. I can always
whip him with my riding crop where it won't show. Or I can tie him up
with hard rough ropes. It will be great fun to ride his naked arse all
around the house while I whip his arse hard." She pictured the red
welts rising and the blood staining the inside of her thighs. She put
her finger up her skirt and gently massaged her swollen spur cock. She
shut her eyes and moved her pinching fingers faster and faster. The
cream came out in torrents and she shuddered from the tense orgasm.
She opened her eyes and saw Paul's knowing face in the rear view
mirror. He had seen everything and now it was his turn to smile and
wink his eye at her. It was beautiful. He understood. Sandy shut her
eyes again and before she knew it she was being awakened by Paul. The
limousine door was open and her apartment awaited them.
Chapter 4
A few weeks went by and Sandy and Elton set up housekeeping at her
house. However, she never allowed Elton to give up his bachelor
apartment. Elton liked the idea of being married and still having an
apartment to himself. Basically he was like a recluse. His apartment
was in a nice modern building. The carpeted hallways deadened any sound
that was made and it was a quiet kind of building. His apartment
consisted of an L-shaped room, a very small modern kitchen and the
latest in tiled bathrooms. It could really have been made into a very
pleasant place, but as Elton is Elton, there were piles of magazines
stacked up against the wall. In the middle of the floor there were
three suitcases that had been purchased for three different occasions.
The first one was three years old and had been purchased for a trip to
Florida. The second one was bought for California. The latest was from
Bermuda. All three suitcases sat there with their lids gaping open and
still partially packed with new and soiled clothes from each of the
individual trips. Mixed in among the debris were stacks and stacks of
Sunday Newspapers. The slick covered magazines were piled so high that
they leaned against each other like many drunks trying to hold one
another upright. Near the telephone, which sat on a desk next to a wall
was a long clip board and upon closer inspection Sandy knew that Elton
was a methodical record keeper.
"Do you mean to say that you list every phone call that you make? You
mean to say that your so God damn petty that you have to know exactly
what time you dial, the number to whom you spoke with and how long each
phone call lasted. I'll be damned if I'm going to write down each
fucking number that I dial. You cheap recluse son-of-a-bitch. I ought
to knock you on your arse. This place is like a little old ladies
house, bare aseptic and sterile. That's what you are. I'll bet you
really can't even get a hard-on. Come to think of it, I don't think
I've ever seen your prod look like a hard cock. Come here you son-of-a-
bitch and stand in front of me when I'm talking to you. You no good
bastard."
Elton shuffled over towards Sandy, who had now seated herself at the
desk. He spoke as she picked the receiver up and dialed a number; "Is
this close enough dear? Should I come closer? Write down the number
that you dial on the first column of the pad honey. The time now is
eleven-fifteen a.m. Write the time in the second column. The name of
the person goes in the third column and the number of minutes you are
on the ..."
"Son-of-a-bitch! You miserable bastard!" Sandy lashed out with her hand
as she spoke. The back of her hand caught Elton on the cheek. "Paul Hi.
This is Sandy. We're finally set up. Would you like to come to dinner
tonight at my apartment in the village? ... Yes. Yes. We'll expect you
at about ... excuse me Paul ... Elton you son-of-a-bitch." Sandy
reached forward and grabbed Elton by the balls. She felt them through
his pants and underwear and with a hard tug, she pulled him closer to
her. She motioned Elton to silence and commanded, "Drop your pants,
bastard!"
Sandy heard Paul say, "Gee, Sandy. It sounds like you're going to have
a real good time. It's very nice of you to invite me to your party and
I'll see you later." Paul hung up.
Elton stood before Sandy. His trousers and drawers in a pile around his
ankles. His grey pubic hair made his beginning to blossom boner look
like a stunted tree in a grey forest.
Sandy said, "Get your Goddamn peter out of my face and let me finish my
phone calls and I'm not going to make any Goddamn list out either. You
have your nerve. What in the hell do you think I'm going to do ... make
your shitty list for every phone call. You just paid my phone bill for
$130.00 and you didn't blink an eyelash, so what in the hell is this
Goddamn nonsense about?
Elton interrupted, "Sandy, you know the bill for your phone was $133.65
plus tax and ..."
"You bastard. You cheap no good bastard. You have your nerve bringing
the exact amount of my phone bill up into this matter. You're lucky to
have the privilege of having my bills. Just because I allowed you to
pay several thousand dollars, doesn't mean you own me. Because buddy,
get this straight now ... I own you. You are my slave and you had
better God damn well toe the mark." Sandy suddenly swatted Elton's
growing dong. Her fingers stuck the head like two or three thongs of a
vicious whip. His cock shriveled to a fraction of its former size. It
was wrinkled and hung very, very soft and limp. The head laid up
against his balls flat. Sandy stood up and shoved Elton up against the
wall and started beating on him with both her hands. She grasped the
hair on his head and pounded Elton's head against the wall. She said,
"Wipe that smirk off your face. You haven't seen anything yet, buddy."
Elton's wang began to grow again and he knew that Sandy also knew what
was happening.
Sandy said, "Oh, what have we here? It looks like you're finally
getting a hard-on. Come here baby. Let me feel your prod. It looks like
it has a little tear in its eye also."
Elton jutted his hips outward and his cock stood out from his body
rigidly. He felt Sandy put her palm and fingers into his crotch and her
cupped hand formed a tight jock strap. Her hand restrained his now
throbbing cock. Elton said, "Oh please. Kiss it. Kiss it." He felt
Sandy's hand encircle his shaft. Her hand started to slide up and down
his smarting cock. The semen oozed outwards and made his stick slip
back and forth on a grease of sperm.
"Enough of this, you fucker. Get down on your knees." She released
Elton's cock and it swung upwards slapping his belly. A bead of semen
flicked from his cock and struck Sandy on the neck. It's whiteness made
her tan look even darker. "You shit head. You bottle of piss. You slimy
mother. Come here! Bend your arse and lick your slime off my neck! I
don't want any of that shit. Come on. Huffy up, you bastard!"
Elton leaned forward saying, "Oh yes! Tell me what to do. Tell me what
to do! Your wish is my command." He felt Sandy's hand grab his ears and
draw his puckered lips to the gob of semen on her suntanned neck. His
lips touched her neck. It was soft and warm and he could feel the blood
coursing through her body. His lips felt the wet semen as they sucked
inward. Elton felt Sandy push him away by the ears. He shut his eyes.
He knew that she was trying to lock her eyes to his. His protuberance
bounced in an arcing motion as he stood upright once more.
Sandy took his cock in her left hand and the thumb and forefinger of
her right hand grabbed the throbbing mushroom. She pinched hard and
brutally at the mushroom and his cock lost its hard-on and became limp.
"On your knees! On your knees? Come on stupid. Get down." Sandy hiked
her mini skirt up above her waist and squatted down into the desk
chair. She felt Elton get between her legs. She saw that his eyes were
shut and his cock was limp, but still wet.
Elton gasped, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Can I suck your cunt. Please, Please
let me suck your cunt. Let me make you happy. Please."
His eyes were still shut and he heard Sandy's command, "Open your eyes!
Open your eyes! Watch what you're going to do. You are going to put
your finger between the lips of my pussy and feel my cream dripping and
running out of my hot love hole." Sandy brought her hand around and
gave Elton a sharp slap on the side of his face. "Open your eyes
stupid. Look at what you're doing. You are not paying attention."
Elton opened his eyes and begged. "Please. Please. Let me keep my eyes
shut. Let me suck your beautiful cunt? Please let me suck and eat you?
I don't want to open my eyes."
"Elton, I'll tell you what to do and when to do it. Now open your
fucking eyes and look at my hot cunt." Sandy put a thumb on each of
Elton's eyelids and forced open his eyes. His lips were moist and the
saliva trickled over the red rim of his lower lip.
Sandy could almost feel Elton's slippery wet lower lip underneath her
little man in the boat. She could grind her hot wet hole up against his
soft red mouth. "Come on stupid. Put your finger in the cunt hole. Do
as I tell you. Don't you like to look at my red hot quim? Don't you
like to see the white cream oozing and pouring out of my honey pot? Can
you see my protruding love knob quivering for you to suck on it like a
small prick. Don't you love my spur cock? I bet you've never had one of
those before. Your lucky to have me. I'm a very unusual woman. Did you
know that I could fuck you in the arse, if I wanted to. Maybe if you're
real good, I'll let you watch me fuck someone with my spur cock. Did
you know my girt friend Susan and I always tucked each other. She is
the only girl I know who is built like me. You should appreciate me
better and when I command you to do something; you had better perform.
At tonight's party, you will see some of my toy collection. In fact, I
have a couple of things planned to try out on you. Now, open those eyes
and suck my red hot dripping cunt. And no nonsense!"
Elton took his forefingers and thumbs of both hands and opened Sandy's luscious looking hot creaming pussy. He gazed into the very depths and
saw her vagina squeezing as though her cunt were saying, 'suck me ...
suck me ... suck me." He saw that her spur cock was becoming more
inflamed and swollen and his own wang began to throb once more. He
peered up into Sandy's eyes and quickly lowered his head and began
licking the pubic hair that surrounded Sandy's excited gash. He smelled
the sweetness of her womanhood juice as it poured from her volcanic
erupting pussy. His hands ran up and down the outer wet hot lips of him
trench. Elton began to lick the outer lips of Sandy's hot steaming sex
hole and he continued licking down to her arse hole. He ran his tongue
around the brown rim of her arse, licking and sucking at the short
hairs. He put his tongue into her arse and tried to grasp at the
sphincter muscle that was rapidly contracting and expanding.
"Mother fucker. Cunt lapper. What do you think you're doing," as she
grabbed a handful of his jowl and pulled his still puckered lips away
from her bung hole. "Suck my cunt. You bastard. I told you to lick and
suck my cunt good. You are so stupid. I ought to call you Dumbo,
because by the time I am done with you you'll have ears like a fucking
dumbo!"
Elton winced with pain and proceeded to stroke his tongue from the
bottom end of Sandy's gash to the top where her spur cock stood out and
upright. He twirled and twirled his tongue around her spur. Every once
in a while he placed his complete mouth on her nib and just sucked.
Sometimes he nibbled at the outer and inner lips of her fiery cunt. He
ran his two hands up and down along each side of her cuntlips as his
tongue continued sucking. He knew this excited Sandy even more by her
jerking movements. He wished that he could touch his cock. He wondered
if Sandy would allow him to touch his cock. "My cock aches. Please let
me touch it. Please let me touch it," he whimpered.
"Keep sucking. Keep sucking. Don't stop! No you bastard! Keep your God
damn hands off your insignificant ugly cock. You call that damn thing a
cock. Why just look at it. It can't even stay up. What do you want,
Bamboo poles to tie around it or maybe I should take you to a doctor
and let him put a splint on it to hold it stiff? Let's face it. You
just can't cut the mustard. I don't think you ever could. I think the
good Lord just made you for me. I think, I alone understand you."
Elton glued his lips to Sandy's writhing red clit and sucked harder.
His mind was thinking about the nasty and sexy things Sandy had said
and his wang was throbbing. He thought to himself, 'Why won't she touch
me? Why doesn't she let me suck her breasts? Why can't I play with my
throbbing wang. It is almost ready to burst." He started sneaking his
hand away from Sandy. He was glad that she didn't feel him remove his
hand. 'If I only touch myself. If I can only touch myself. Oh, please
let her allow me to, touch myself. I can feel my juices bubbling in my
balls. Her cunt tastes so good. Oh, how I'd like to put my cock in her
cunt. I love to clean every drop of sperm from her lovely luscious
sopping wet pussy.'
Sandy's eyes were narrow slits of lust and she was disturbed and angry
that Elton was trying cheat her. 'What right did he have to take his
hand from her hot pussy and to try to touch and satisfy his own cock.
He had some nerve. He isn't a man. He's a slave. He's my slave. He
reminds me of a eunuch!'
Elton touched his hot hard-on and his hand cupped and uncupped the head
slowly. The semen leaked and made his hand slippery. Sandy's spur cock
took on a new dimension. It was as if it were a little boy he was
sucking. Her spur cock was just like a small prick. He moved his
sucking lips up and down the length of her wee prong and he remembered
the time when he was a young boy and he use to try and suck his own
prick. It was hard to assume the position. As a matter of fact, no
matter how he tried to suck his own prick he just couldn't bend over
far enough. When he was a little boy and he use to jerk off six and
seven times a day with vaseline. He used to imagine his own lips
sucking himself off. In those years the orgasms were fresh and
blinding. He didn't even know what they were until one of his friends
started to play with him and really bring him to a climax. From then
on, the two friends used to go up to the attic to jerk, suck and
generally fondle one another. They even use to fuck each other in the
arse. Elton especially enjoyed this.
Sandy's eyes fell to Elton's hand and her mind rebelled at the sight of
Elton making a spectacle of himself. She wishes that she were at her
apartment where she could properly chastise him for this infraction of
her new rules. Somehow in his own apartment he seemed to take it upon
himself to try some sneaky maneuvers. Sandy stood up suddenly knocking
Elton backwards on his butt. His hand was still clenching at his
beating throbbing wang.
"All right you bastard. Try this on for size."
Sandy's foot kicked out and her pointed toe that protruded out of her
black leather boot caught Elton in the groin dropping him to the bare
floor. Sandy's foot ground against Elton's groin pinning him to the
floor. Her eyes roamed the apartment looking for some substitute to use
as a whip or toy on Elton.
Sandy knocked a stack of magazines over and jack rolled Elton on top of
them. At the same time she reached down and stripped the leather belt
from Elton's pants. She folded it in half and whipped his prostrate
naked body across the buttocks. She swung the belt in rhythmic motions
cutting back and forth. Each sweep raised a red welt on his arse
cheeks. She muttered half to herself, 'Just wait until tonight! You
mother fucker. Son-of-a-bitch. I'll make you pay for this!" Elton
rolled to his back exposing his belly, chest and balls to Sandy's
punishing whip slashes. He felt them bite into his tender nipple tips.
He held his hands up and pleaded, "What did I do? What did I do? I'm
sorry! I'm sorry! I won't do it anymore! I promise."
Sandy lashed out once again and with extreme accuracy caught his cock
and balls with one swipe of the make shift whip.
Elton screamed, "Eiiiiii. Eiiiiiii." His cock throbbed and two small
squirts of juice flew from his cock hole, but before the orgasm
finished itself or really got started he had lost his hardness. He
watched Sandy move a stack of magazines in front of the desk chair that
she had been seated on. The stack of old magazines was about cock high
from the floor, if Elton stood on his knees in front of the chair.
Sandy resumed her position, cunt exposed and spread legged in the
chair. The stack of magazines was directly in front of her.
"What are those for, dear?"
"Get over here on your knees, Dumbo!"
"But, the magazines are in the way, dear."
"Listen stupid. Get on your knees in front of me. The magazines are
supposed to be between us. All right Dumbo, put your cock on top of the
magazines!"
Elton's hand reached down and took hold of his flaccid tool and gently
laid it on the cool stick paper covers of the magazines that were piled
high in front of him. "Do you want my balls on there, too?" His eyes
were shut.
"Open your eyes. How many times must I tell you." She punctuated her
last statement with a slash of Elton's belt on Elton's now flattened
out tool that was supported by the magazines. Sandy kicked her boot off
with a swinging motion of her leg. The boots that she wore were made of
a very soft kid leather and hugged the calves of her legs. The zippers
allowed for this type of quick removal. Sandy's foot was still raised
high as the boot flicked across the room and struck the far wall,
upsetting Elton's broken down non-playing old style phonograph.
Elton winced, "Please be careful honey."
"Oh, shut the fuck up." Sandy placed her foot on top of Elton's cock
and balls forcing his limp peter down onto his ball sac in-between both
balls. She rolled the ball of her foot back and forth and Elton reached
forward to touch her breasts. "Did I give you permission to touch me
stupid? What the fuck do you think you are doing? You started to suck
my hot pussy, so why in the hell aren't you. Just wait until I get you
home."
Elton licked his own lips with his tongue. The taste of her cunt juice
was still on his chin and upper lip. The moisture from his saliva re-
awakened the cunt smell and taste that Sandy had left a little while
ago. The thought of having his lips glued to her flaming orifice again
raised Elton's desire. It heightened his desire to please Sandy. After
all here was her slave. He flicked his tongue around the whole genital
area and gradually narrowed himself down to the sensitive area of
Sandy's inner lips and base of her spur cock. He felt Sandy's foot
grinding down hard on his limp penis. The more he worked her cunt and
the more feverish she became; the more he felt his sex being punished.
Sandy writhed and squirmed with great pleasure. The sensations that her
private personal cunt lapper gave her raced through her vagina into her
belly making her nipple tips itch, and tingle. She released her hands
from Elton's head and moistened the thumb and forefinger of both hands
in the mixture of saliva and cream that dribbled down Elton's chin.
This slipperiness when applied in a pinching sliding action of her
nipple tips made Sandy moan, "Ohhhhhhh. Ouuuuuuuuooooo."
A certain gentleness manifested itself, but she screamed out. "Suck.
Suck. Let me hear. Come on you cunt lapper. Come on you cunnilingus. Do
the only thing you're good for. Suck! Suck! Lick my spur cock. Can you
feel it throb?" Sandy's eyes narrowed still further. Now they were mere
slits of desire and lust, ready to explode. She started to tremble and
the muscles in her thighs stiffened. She shook as if she were cold and
her love juices ran from her cunt onto Elton's tongue and down into his
throat.
"Slurp ... Slurp ... Slurp ..."
"That's it mother fucker. That's it bastard. Suck me. Suck me! Suck my
juices out. Don't drop one little bit. Don't you wish I were your
mother. Didn't you ever want to suck and fuck your mother? Your mother
was your master, wasn't she?" She felt Elton's lips sucking and
nibbling more furiously at every part, nook and cranny fold of her
almost ready to come hot fiery cunt. She stiffened her legs,
convulsively and pinched her nipples with all her strength. Her head
fell back over the chair and her blonde hair hung straight downward.
Her eyes were white and her belly muscles were drawn inwards. Sandy's
cunt dilated and drew back. The juices flowed heavier and the tingling
built to a crescendo and violent orgasmic climax.
Elton felt Sandy's foot relax and just rest on his crushed cock head,
shaft and balls. He removed his lips from the smaller, but still
inflamed spur cock that now relaxed in between Sandy's hot nether lips.
"Can I go to the toilet now?" He waited for an answer and asked again,
"Please may I go to the toilet?"
Sandy whispered, "Yes. I have some phone calls to make."
"All right dear, you don't have to write the information down. Tell me
and I'll write it for you."
"Fuck you. If you're going; go. This sure is a dump, but you can keep
it. While you are in the bathroom, wash your cock in ice cold water."
"Why, cold water?"
"So you won't beat your meat, stupid. Anyway I want to get the hell out
of here. So hurry up. I have to prepare dinner for Paul tonight. He's
coming over. Maybe I'll even invite Tom and his dog Bijou over. You
know he lives next door to me. So hurry up. Put your arse in gear and
straighten yourself out. Chop! Chop! Let's go!"
Chapter 5
Sandy was an excellent cook and she prepared a smorgasbord table. She
had prepared Swedish meatballs, all kinds of fishes, salads and various
other side dishes, such as macaroni salad, coleslaw, potato salad,
baked beans and an assortment of cold cuts. Also she laid out, salad
dressing, pickles, pickled pears, green olives, black olives, raw onion
rings and sour cream. The final touches were added with the two main
courses: a large stuffed Turkey at one end of the table and a cold huge
fish covered with mayonnaise at the opposite end. It really looked nice
and almost too pretty to touch. The lights from the hanging candelabra
gave the room a very, very close and intimate feeling. Sandy's
apartment had been set up for love. Her Hi-Fi sounded beautiful,
especially since she had several stereo speakers in different parts of
her apartment.
The lights were low and the music from the Hi-Fi was purring softly
when the buzzer to Sandy's and Elton's apartment sounded. Sandy turned
to the full length mirror and adjusted her baby blue see through mini
shift dress. It would have left nothing to the imagination except that
underneath its transparent lace frilliness there was a bikini type pair
of very sheer powder pink lace stretch panties that showed every curve
of Sandy's magnificent figure. Her large pink nippled breasts were held
loosely in a very brief powder pink lace mini bra. Her golden hair fell
to her bare shoulders and this accentuated her black braided leather
headache band stretched across her forehead. Sandy's long shapely legs
were covered from the instep to about one inch below the hem line of
her leather boots. The boots left her toes exposed. When Sandy walked,
you could see that her bikini panties were of a special design. As she
strolled towards the door the crotch level hem raised slightly and the
candle light played on her pink pussy lips that were exposed by a
tailor made slot in the bikini panties crotch.
Sandy opened the door and there was the handsome face of her next door
neighbor. "Hi Tom. I was just thinking of coming next door and inviting
you to this little informal gathering. You know how I am with preparing
food. Food is like sex. I must have a tremendous amount of it. You
wouldn't believe it, but late this afternoon cooked all of this!" Sandy
turned and with a flowing motion of her arm pointed to her opulent
smorgasbord set up.
The candles flickered and Tom asked, "May I bring Bijou in also?"
"Our kind of party wouldn't be a party, without Bijou! Sure, bring him
in. Maybe I'll let you teach Elton how to take care of Bijou so that
when you go away on weekends Elton can feed, walk and generally take
care of your dog just as you would, if you were at home."
Tom tugged on the leash that he had around his dog, Bijou's neck. Bijou
was a large spotted Dalmatian. His coat was beautiful and he wore a
lovely jewel studded collar around his neck. His dangling balls were
super developed and his cock hung out of its sheath like a flaming red
piece of meat. Tom's gold colored, three button breasted jacket set off
his ruddy looking complexion. He had high cheekbones, full sensuous
lips and a square chin. When Tom looked at you, it was as if he were
questioning you with his eyes, that were boyishly innocent looking. His
eyebrows appeared on his forehead. Tom was gay, but from the way he
dressed and looked you could never guess it. His hands were those of a
man who had at one time done heavy labor. His fingers were thickened
and calloused. You could see the tendons move on the backside of his
hand underneath the developed blue veins.
"Hi Elton! This looks like a real feast fit for the kings!" Tom ran his
fingers over the back of his head smoothing down an imaginary strand of
hair. His brown hair was parted on the left side. The right side was
combed backward diagonally across his head in a straight sweep.
Tom was in show business. His barber styled his hair to accentuate his
young little boy like look and demeanor.
"I'm glad to see you Tom and I wish that I could see more of you, but
Sandy sends me home practically every night. It's sort of funny to have
a bachelor's quarters and still be married, but I kind of like the
idea. So you like the Sterling Silver Dinner Service that I have set
out now? I wish that I could afford a set for my place, but Sandy says
that I don't need any. What I don't understand is why I have to sleep
on an army cot in the foyer, when I'm allowed to stay over."
"Elton, Elton ... Elton. Why don't you shut your Goddamn mouth, because
you haven't anything to say anyway really, and besides which, I don't
want to here it. Now please, dear set the biscuits out. I just heard
the bell in the oven signal they are ready."
Sandy had been looking at Elton and it was obvious that Elton enjoyed
being married to Sandy. The outfit that Elton was wearing was
preposterous. He was barefoot and had silver shackles encircling his
ankles. His wrist bracelets were almost identical except that they had
some Chinese or oriental art work engraved on their surfaces. Elton was
wearing white silk bell bottom trousers.
Elton's shirt was a transparent aqua colored affair with ruffles
running down the front and was covered by a thinly woven Cashmere vest.
His peter was plainly outlined in his trouser leg and laid there limp
looking. The only time that it had showed signs of life was when Sandy
started to berate him. At that time, Tom thought he had noticed Elton's
dong throb.
Elton came back into the living room with a tray laden with biscuits.
Sandy and Tom were seated on the sofa sipping drinks. "Where's mine?"
Elton whined, with a hurt look on his face.
"Oh, Elton, don't be such an arse. Answer the door Elton. Can't you
hear the bell ringing? Man alive, are you stupid. Come on get your arse
into gear and open the fucking door."
Elton trotted to the door obediently and called out, in a whining
manner, "Whooooo's theeeere? Caaaannn you reppppeat that?"
"God damn bastard, just open the fucking door. I can hear Paul saying
his name from here. Why in the hell do you have to make such a project
out of something so simple. I guess it's just that you're simple. Now
get that fucking door open!"
Paul stepped through the door smiling to Elton, "Damn Elton. I would
have thought you learned something by now. Wow! What a spread! Hiya
Sandy! You sure do look gorgeous." Paul was wearing a bold tattersall
plaid sport coat which was perfectly matched to his light and lively
looking blue slacks. The end of his trousers just barely touched the
glossy black leather moccasins on his feet. Paul was an impeccable
dresser.
"Paul, I'd like you to meet Tom."
"Tom, I'd like to introduce you to Paul--this is Bijou, Tom's dog."
Paul reached down and petted the dog and said, "Gee. He is a fine
looking animal. Has he had any training?"
Tom's eyes flickered to a smile and he conceded that Bijou had been
taught just a few tricks. "Maybe later, I can demonstrate some of them
for you. Bijou just loves to perform, right Bijou?"
Bijou eyes perked up at the mention of his name. Bijou knew what Tom
was talking about and he wiggled his arse playfully.
"Elton, get Paul a drink, please dear."
"What does he drink dear? Does he drink Champagne or maybe I'll mix up
one of my highballs. Or would he like some wine? You know we have red
wine and white wine and sweet wine ... but most people prefer to have a
Sparkling wine with this type of dinn ..."
"Goddamn it. What is this nonsense? What in the hell are you talking
about. This is not the time for a dissertation. Man, I said move your
arse. Get him a drink, not drinks. Now Paul, sorry about this. What
would you really like to have?"
Paul replied, "Whatever you are drinking."
"Elton, shake your arse. You heard the man."
Elton shuffled over the bar and made Paul a drink. As he padded back,
he tripped over his own feet and poured the drink over Sandy's pink and
blue shift. The cold drink with its ice cubes made Sandy jump to her
feet from the shock. She screamed. "You Goddamn stupid son of-a-bitch.
You are the clumsiest ... you're the dopiest. Dumbo. Dumbo, now you've
done it. You have finally done it!"
Sandy stood in front of Elton. She continued to shout, "I'm taking off
my shift, my panties and my bra. Open your eyes stupid and look at me.
Stop shaking. I want you to get on your knees. I'm going to make you
suck my cunt." Sandy suddenly started to pummel Elton's shoulders as he
stood in front of her.
Elton fell to his knees and he picked up Sandy's shift and tried to
cover her exposed beautiful large titties with it.
Sandy wrapped him across the head with her open hand. "Kiss my toes!
Aren't you glad I had these open toe boots made especially for you.
Come on stupid, kiss them!"
Elton leaned forward and kissed Sandy's exposed toes. He licked them
with relish until Sandy again commanded him, "Get my riding crop! I
feel like riding. Come on stupid move your arse!" She turned and looked
towards Paul and Tom on the sofa.
Paul and Tom were locked in a hot embrace. Tom's hands were stroking
Paul's excited prong. The light from the candles threw long shadows
across the bulge in Tom's crotch.
Paul slouched downward in his seat and spread his legs wide apart. His
eyes were shut and he felt Tom unsnap the waist band of his powder blue
form fitting slacks. His silk undershorts did little to hide his big
black hard cock. It throbbed against its silken bonds. Paul spread his
legs wider and he felt Tom tug at the elastic of his almost transparent
undershorts. With half closed eyes he saw his beautiful rampant phallus
throb. The head stretched itself into a wide brown knob.
"Go ahead Tom. Take a swat at it. Have you ever been sucked off by a
man, Paul?"
Paul's head was lying back. He was breathing deeply. The aphrodisiac
that she had put in the ice cube water evidently had taken effect. She
knew that her cunt was on fire and Elton's attitude pleased her. He was
docile.
Elton trotted back to Sandy's side. The riding crop was in his hand,
"here is the riding crop, dear. You did want the riding crop didn't
you. I didn't know which one to bring you. You have a black one and a
white one and this brown one."
Sandy frowned and arched her eyebrows. She looked downward at Elton and
said, "Why the hell did you bring the three of them. You know I like
the white one." She took the white riding crop, stepped back and
slashed at Elton's face. "Tell me why I like the white one, Elton? Does
it work better or is it because of its color? Anyway take your God damn
fucking clothes off. I want to be able to get at you good. I want you
to be my personal pony. Besides, which, whoever heard of a fucking pony
wearing clothes. And you are my pony and I am going to whip your arse!"
Elton was naked and folding his clothes, when he felt Sandy's riding
crop cut across his arse. "Eiiiii Eiiiii eiiiii." Elton continued to
fold his clothes.
He heard Sandy's voice thunder, "You dumb son-of-a-bitch. Get on your
knees." Elton fell to his knees in front of Sandy and assumed an almost
praying position. His head was turned upwards, hands were clasped in
behind of his back and his eyes were shut. Elton's cock was in semi-
hard condition and Sandy reached down and pushed it from side to side
with the end of her riding crop. Her other hand reached over and picked
up two of the aphrodisiac loaded ice cubes. Then she laid down on the
gold and black leopard skinned rug.
Elton watched Sandy lie on her back and spread her legs. He saw her
gaping trench, hot and wet in front of him. He was glad that Sandy had
commanded him to open his eyes a few moments ago. He looked to the left
and saw that Tom was on his knees and sucking Paul's rampant black
prong. Tom's right hand was working up and down the red meat shaft that
hung out of Bijou's sheath. Bijou just laid there oblivious to
everything. Paul's hand was on top of Tom's bobbing brown head. He felt
Tom's tongue move around his hot knob. Tom's hand kept moving up and
down Bijou's cock and his tongue whipped around and around on Paul's
inflamed cock head. Every once in a while Paul felt Tom's tongue dig
and gouge, and try to plough up his piss hole.
Elton was happy. Tom and Paul were so involved with one another that
they did not see his nakedness. Elton turned his head back again
towards Sandy's hot red slot and he saw her shove two ice cubes up into
it.
"This is the ice for your drink, Elton. Two ice cubes shoved up my cunt." Sandy rolled back, throwing her legs outstretched into the air.
Her hands held her hips in a bicycle riding exercise position. "All
right Dumbo, pour the wine over the Spanish Fly ice cubes in my cunt!"
Elton shuffled over on his knees to the table. He looked at the bottles
of wine, trying to decide if he should have the white wine, the red
wine or what kind he should have. He thought about different taste of
each kind ...
"You bastard. Where are you? Fucko! What are you doing? Get the white
wine and get back over here. Your ice cubes are melting."
"But ... but ... I don't know which wine to bring. Shall I bring the
red wine, or the white wine
"Dumbo! Jerk! Bastard! Get your arse moving and just bring any kind of
wine. Don't you get it? Do I have to spell it all out for you. I want
you to drink your wine with ice cubes from my cunt. Now get any wine
and bring it over here. It doesn't matter which, because it will be
cunt flavored wine, especially put out by Sandy, Inc. You dumb arse
hole."
Elton grabbed the first bottle of wine his hands reached and shuffled
back to Sandy's outstretched legs and arse, still on his knees. His
hips swung back and forth and his wang began to grow from the sound's
of his master's voice. "Here is the wine dear. I brought you the red
wine, because it mixes well with your lovely tasting cunt juice." Elton
poured a little of the wine into Sandy's cunt and leaned down between
her outstretched legs to drink his drink.
"No, no stupid. Put enough wine in for a real drink. I want it to mix
with the ice cubes if there are any left yet. In fact, you had better
add a couple of more ice cubes."
Elton reached over and picked up another ice cube in his right hand.
The thumb and index finger of his left hand pushed Sandy's cuntlips
apart. He placed the ice cube right on top of the honey pot hole and
with a quick shove he plopped it inside. He felt his wang start to
stretch and grow and he savored the feeling. He put the mouth of the
wine bottle to Sandy's gaping hole and poured wine on top of the ice
cubes in Sandy's vagina.
"All right stupid. Drink your drink. You wanted it bad enough. You've
been sulking every time someone puts a glass to their lips. Now suck.
Drink your drink!"
Tom and Paul looked up and Paul said, "A toast to our lovely hostess.
Well man, just don't look at me, drink! Let me see you suck your old
lady's cunt!"
Tom patted Bijou and said, "Go get it Bijou. Go get it." Bijou stood up
and his raw meat hung out. With a little urging from Tom, Bijou bounded
over to Elton. He put his cold snout up against Elton's cock and his
tongue flicked out against Elton's pendulous ball sac.
"Do you like Bijou's tongue on your cock, Elton? Come on stupid, take
one second and answer me."
Elton lifted his mouth for a moment and blurted out, "It feels
different dear. I've never had a dog suck or lick at my cock. It does
feel different. It sort of feels good. It reminds me of the time ..."
and he heard Sandy interrupt.
"Bastard, I don't need one of your fucking spiels now. Just suck and
drink your drink and shut up!"
Bijou's tongue flicked around and around Elton's crotch balls, arse and
shaft. His twirling tongue had been in and out of Elton's arse hole and
Elton had enjoyed the feeling. This is what he wished Sandy would do
sometimes.
Tom and Paul got up from the couch and moved closer so they could watch
Elton drinking from Sandy's upturned cunt and Bijou sucking at Elton.
They enjoyed watching Bijou. Tom nudged Paul and pointed to the way
Bijou was able to flick and jam his tongue practically all the way up
into Elton's arse hole.
Tom commanded Bijou, "Bijou, fuck! Fuck! Come on boy. Up and at 'em. He
helped Bijou put his front legs around Elton's waist. Then he deftly
guided Bijou's cock so that its small very pointed head rested against
Elton's saliva wet brown rimmed arse hole. Bijou knew what to do. He
humped his hind quarters and his prod pushed and opened the tight
sphincter muscle. Bijou's cock must have been about five inches long
and he had it jammed up Elton's wiggling arse hole like a sword in its
scabbard. He had it ploughed so deep into Elton's arse hole that Elton
was forced to raise his head from Sandy's upturned hot cunt. He was
still on his knees and Tom now stood in front of him. Tom was naked and
his large circumcised cock bobbed up and down in front of Elton's eyes.
It was fully eight inches long, and about an inch and one-half thick.
It throbbed and was alive like a gigantic pink skinned snake. The
urethra was swollen and purple veins were outlined under the thin soft
skin covering Tom's large tower.
Sandy opened her eyes and lowered herself from the bicycle riding
position. She got to her knees along side of Elton. "Watch what I do!
Watch! Elton, just watch!" She turned her he and gently sucked in one
of the balls that dangled beneath Tom's large prod. It was a large
mouthful and she had difficulty sucking it all in, but she finally made
it. She felt its hardness and the muscle attaching it to the crotch
inside of the scrotum. The flat of her tongue felt the canal that
carries the sperm upwards and pumps it through the urethra. Her finger
reached up and touched the hole of Tom's cock. It was wet and slippery.
"All right, Elton. This is what you do. Come on. Do like I showed you."
Elton stayed on his knees, but dropped forward onto his hands. He
looked like a huge hairless dog, especially with Bijou pumping his red
meat up Elton's inflamed arse hole. Elton felt Bijou's grip around his
waist become stronger and harder. The dog's motions became more
convulsive and Elton felt a knob grow on the end of Bijou's plowing red
cock. The dog shuddered and Elton felt the spasm run through the dog's
cock that was so deeply buried up his arse hole.
"Damn it Elton. What makes you so slow. I guess I have to ride you and
break you. Do you remember? Your so fucking stupid, I'll show you
again!"
Sandy threw one leg over Elton's buttocks. She held the white riding
crop in her hands and said, "Giddyap Elton. Giddyap." Sandy brought the
riding crop down smartly across Elton's bare rump once, twice and the
red welts started to raise on his soft arse skin.
He felt Sandy's bare arse and hot cunt press against his back. Her open
cunt felt hot and wet as it kissed his vertebra with its open mouth. He
felt the cunt juice dribbling out. The wetness made Sandy's open
mouthed cunt slide easily over one or two vertebra. Her spur cock felt
like a hard wet muscle up against his back. It throbbed and Elton
wished he could be sucking on it now. He started to move around the
room with Sandy pulling on his hair and kicking her heels into his
flanks. Her riding crop rose and fell harder and faster and Elton
crawled more quickly around the room. His arse was smarting and red
colored marks crisscrossed his arse cheeks.
Sandy kept whipping Elton's arse and pulling hard on his hair. Her milk
white globes were thrust forward as she guided him back so that he
faced Tom's towering semen dripping tool.
Sandy kept her grip on Elton's hair, pulling backward and whipping even
harder on his arse. The white riding crop became red stained and the
welts started to open and become bloody. The white riding crop was
stained and she felt Elton's excitement mount and Sandy knew that the
ice cube aphrodisiac had taken effect. She wrapped and pressed her legs
around Elton's waist and hips harder. Both of her feet locked in front
and over Elton's now throbbing cock. His hot juice dripped in beads on
Sandy's clenched feet. Sandy pulled hard on Elton's hair, making his
lips touch Tom's extended cock.
"Open your eyes, stupid. Look what I have for you Elton. I want you to
suck Tom's tool." Sandy reached around and pulled downward on Elton's
chin. She looked up and said, "Go Tom."
Tom pushed his cock head into Elton's mouth. He felt Elton convulsively
wrap his lips around his blood swollen shaft.
Sandy climbed off of Elton's back and continued to swipe at his blood
streaked buttocks.
Elton pulled his head backward off of Tom's hot cock. "Oh, I want to
suck your cunt. I want to suck your cunt, Sandy. Fuck me in the arse,
Paul?" Elton resumed his sucking, slurping and licking. He liked the
taste of Tom's hot joy juice. His tongue continued to wrap itself
around Tom's rampant engine of love. His flicking tongue touched the
sensitive nerve endings around the glans head of Tom's swollen and very
excited cock.
Elton heard Sandy command, "Swallow! Swallow! You Goddamn mother
fucker. I'm going to make Paul fuck you in the arse. Come here Paul.
Let me feel your big gorgeous cock."
Paul moved close to Sandy and said, "Here baby. Hold my hot meat in
your loving hands. Do you feel how excited it is? Just look how big it
is growing? It must be eight inches long and at least two inches
around. Look Sandy, look at my love juice coming out of the hot hole."
"I want to suck it Paul," Sandy cried. "I want to taste your hot sperm.
Come on Elton suck Tom's cock. Fuck. Don't stop. Elton when I tell you
to open your mouth, you take your head from Tom's bursting cock and
turn it upwards.
"I'm going to give you a taste of Paul's lovely hot sperm that is mixed
with my saliva. Come on you dumb bastard, suck. Suck harder and keep
your Goddamn fucking eyes open. I want you see the hard fat dripping
cock that you are sucking. Let me hear the sounds also, Dumbo."
"Tom, why don't you pull on his ears. Maybe they'll stretch just like
Dumbo so that I can really call him Dumbo and mean it."
Tom moaned, "Ohhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Suck it, you son-of-a-bitch."
Elton's head bobbed up and down. Up and down and he felt Sandy's hands
pinching the raw bloody arse cheeks. It made his cock throb and
dribble, but he wasn't allowed to touch himself He remembered Sandy's
words, 'Keep your fucking hands off yourself, bastard. Do what you're
supposed to be doing. Suck! If you take your hands off of me, it is
just like cheating me." He well remembered when Sandy had punished and
put her foot on top of his cock and balls while she finger frigged
herself, "Slurp ... Slurp ... Slurp ..."
Sandy leaned down in a squatting position so that she could better suck Paul's lovely throbbing full blown cock. She admired its blackness and
its apparent strength. It was nice to see a real cock. She was so used
to seeing Elton's dangling wang that a lovely juicy hard stiff prong
was right up her alley. She might even like it shoved up high into her
cunt. Her cunt was already creaming and throbbing with hot desire. She
was thinking about what she was going to do to Elton. She would take
the hot semen, dripping that she had sucked from Paul's cock, roll it
around her tongue and command Elton to open up his mouth. Then she
would take the hot gob of sticky come and drop it in one big sticky
piece into Elton's open mouth. She pictured Elton's mouth like a baby
bird's with his mouth; wide open waiting to be fed by his mother. Sandy
decided that now was the time to tie Elton up.
She took her lips from Paul's cock and kept the great big lump of
dribblings in one piece. She held it at the base of her mouth and she
bellowed. "All right stupid, take your mouth from Tom's cock as soon as
he comes and don't you dare to swallow it."
Tom grasped and pulled hard on Elton's ears. He ground his arse back
and forth. "Elton suck, damn you. Suck. Don't play. Take it all. I want
you to suck me. I'm going to come in your mouth now and I'm going to
hold your head down. Paul give me some help! Hold Elton down for me."
Elton sucked furiously licking and sucking at Tom's throbbing cock. He
liked the taste of Tom's semen. He was afraid to tell this to Sandy as
she might get angry with him. "Slurp ... Slurp ... Slurp."
Paul moved over near Tom and Elton saying, "Okay Tom. I love to watch
Elton making you happy. I love to see his lips encircling your
beautiful prong. Just imagine you're getting a virgin! Look Sandy. See
how beautiful Tom's cock is moving." Paul grabbed Elton's head and
firmly held it on Tom's cock. Elton was unable to do anything except
suck and suck.
Sandy remarked, "Yes, that's right Paul! Elton has never sucked a man
off, much less held the man's come in his mouth. I wish you would come
Tom. Come baby, come. Now let me see you come."
Tom moaned, as he ground his hips in a tighter circle. His face was a
beautiful contorted spasm. "Ohhhhh Ohhhhh. Ahhhhh. Lovely ... Ahhhh.
I'm coming. I'm really coming. Keep sucking. My cock is buried to the
hilt. Yes suck." Tom came. He held Elton's ears and pumped Elton's head
up and down over his spitting exciting coming cock. The juices sprang
from Tom's hot excited cock hole and struck the roof of Elton's mouth.
As Tom stepped back, Sandy said, "All right, Elton open your mouth.
Open your mouth! God damn son-of-a-bitch! I told you to keep your eyes
open. You are a dirty mother fucker."
Elton turned his mouth away from Paul's cock and said, "Oh honey. Oh
honey. I need to come. I need to come." Elton reached down to touch his
half-hard dribbling dangling peter.
"Mother fucker, I told you time and time again, keep your hands off.
Don't cheat on me. And damnit don't swallow Tom's hot beautiful white
sticky sperm. Come on open your mouth. Open your mouth so that I can
drop Paul's load in it and mix it with Tom's."
Elton tipped his head sideways and opened his mouth wide. He felt
Sandy's pursed lips above his gaping wide, sperm filled mouth. He saw
Sandy's lips get kissed shaped. Then with a quick motion he felt her
drop her hot load into his mouth. "Ohhhh. Ohhhhh. It's so hot and
sticky." Elton's eyes were closed.
"Open your eyes, you son-of-a-bitch. Close your mouth, bastard and
swish and swirl the mixture around your mouth. Don't swallow it! Taste
it! Taste it! Enjoy it."
"This is fantastic. This is wonderful." Tom murmured, "I've never seen
anything like this. I've never really had a scene with a woman. It is
fantastic. It is wonderful. It makes my cock want to get hard again."
"Elton stop jerking off. Quick Paul, grab him. Tom you also, please."
"Have you got the mixture up good yet? When it's good and mixed I wish
your master would allow you to spit the whole conglomeration into your
hand and jerk off with it." Paul backed up and waited for Elton to go
through and perform his bidding.
Sandy commanded, "You heard him slave! He is my guest so do his
bidding. No nonsense now. No shit. Just do what you're told to, when
your told to and shut up. A slave would be seen and not heard."
Elton put his palm that was pulled from his cock in front of his drawn
in puckered-up lips. His tongue pushed forward and picked up the hot
white sticky mixture from the base of his mouth. "Ohhhh. It tastes so
good. Can I keep it in my mouth a little while longer? Can I please
keep it a little longer?" Elton begged and pleaded with Sandy.
Sandy resisted the urge to slap him and said, "Stupid, just spit it
into your hand and obey orders. Maybe I'll let you jerk off."
Tom and Paul both had their hands firmly around Elton. They were
eagerly watching his every move. They were waiting to see what Sandy
wanted them to do with Elton. "Boy, this is great fun. Are you enjoying
this Elton?" asked Paul.
"Well, I don't know. I never have done it before. Now I liked the
softness and hardness of Tom's prick when I was sucking it. I think he
is a little longer than me. At least that is the way it seems to me. I
think maybe Paul's prick is longer. I don't know ..."
"Dumbo, you stupid bastard! Don't give me any of your long involved
explanations. Of course, both Tom's and Paul's pricks are longer than
yours. Was there really any doubt about this? I have never even seen
you with a 'prick'. I wonder if you ever had a prick. Now take that
love juice and rub your penis with it. I want to see you masturbate
yourself. Keep your fucking eyes open. If I told you once, I've told
you a million times, watch what you're doing!"
Elton enjoyed hearing Sandy's voice telling him what to do. Now things
were all right again, because his master had told him that he could
play with himself. His wang rose slightly from the sound of Sandy's
voice. His prong throbbed and he remembered Tom's cock as he had sucked
on it. He reached down on his cock and started to rub it and play with
it.
All three pairs of eyes were fastened on Elton. Even Bijou ambled over
to see what was what. Bijou took one look at the scene and trotted over
to Tom and began to lick Tom's arse. From the dog's actions everyone
except Elton, could feel the softness of Elton's wang.
"Sandy, can I suck your cunt please? May I taste your sweet love juice?
I want to put my lips tightly around your beautiful spur cock and feel
it grow inside of my mouth."
"No, you may not suck my pussy. I want Paul to fuck me and I want you
to watch. Just watch that nice black juicy cock fuck your wife. You
cock sucker! You bastard! Tom and Paul, please take Elton over to that
chair and tie him up with those rough strong ropes. Make certain that
he has a good view of my rug over here. I want him to see our next
scene so that maybe Dumbo can learn a few things. It's time we really
showed him the ropes."
Paul and Tom dragged Elton to the chair and tied him securely. They
placed the ropes inside the ankle bracelets and pulled each leg to the
edge of the chair and wound the rope around the chair legs. Then they
took another rope and again fastened it to his wrist bracelets. Paul
and Tom tied each rope firmly to each arm as they had with his legs.
There was a strap already in the chair and they fastened this across
his chest. He really was well positioned. Tom pushed a button and
raised Elton's chair up two feet to enable Elton to view the scene
better.
The chair was one of Sandy's elaborate sex toys. It had all kinds of
straps and binding built into its back arms and seat. It also raised up
and down about three feet and could even be made to lay flat as a bed.
Elton had allowed himself to be literally picked up under the armpits
by Tom and Paul. He had enjoyed the feeling of them dragging him across
the room. It made his slippery, slimy cock start to get hard. Elton
still had not achieved an orgasm. He had anticipated the cold feeling
of the black leather seat back on his bare skin. The anticipation of
having to sit in a hard leather covered, high armed and straight backed
chair made Elton's cock become more stiff than usual. His cock in an
almost partial erection swayed up and down, bending at the root.
"Eiiiiii. Ahhhhh. Oouuuuuuuoooo."
"Shut up Elton. Do you want us to gag you?" Sandy instructed Paul who
now stood on Elton's right to take the leather thongs that came out of
the chair arms and fasten Elton's arms with them.
"Okay strap the arm down Paul. You do the same Tom."
Elton screamed, "No. No, I don't want to be gagged."
Sandy retrieved her white blood spattered whip and stood in front of
Elton as he was being tied. She saw his cock standing almost upright.
She lashed out with the riding crop catching Elton once across the base
of his cock and on the return stroke on the tip. "That's better. Don't
insult me, and shut up. Look at all that slime oozing out from your
cock hole. Are you sexy? Does mama make you sexy?"
"Ohhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Oh Sandy, Oh Sandy. I want to suck your cunt."
"No, mother fucker. No. Just keep your eyes on me and watch the fun and
shut up." Sandy stretched out on the floor in front of Elton. She saw
Paul and Tom like black and white statues standing on either side of
Elton. Their cocks were slimy and glistened as they worked their hands
up and down their gleaming rampant shafts. One black and one white.
"Tom! Pinch Elton's nipples while you jerk off."
"Paul, stop jerking off and get down between my legs and fuck me in
front of Elton. I want to see how you do it. I want him to see a big
strong masculine cock fucking his wife. I want him to know that I enjoy
feeling your black hairy balls that are filled up with white sticky
heavy sperm beat against the crack of my arse cheeks."
"Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh. Sandy, don't let him come near you. Let me suck it for
you. You know how I love to suck your pussy. Don't let him fuck you.
Let him fuck with Tom. I want to jerk off while I suck your cunt."
"Ha ha. You think you know what's going to happen, don't you. What
would you like to happen? Well I'll tell you mother fucker bastard,
Paul is going to fuck my cunt the way it should be fucked. He is going
to shove his large, hard black juicy swollen tower into my flaming red
hot belly. I am going to fuck him. I'm going to pump every bit of his
black seed from the reservoir of his balls. Just you watch and see. See
what you should be doing. Don't you wish you could fuck me way?"
"Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhh." Elton thought to himself, 'I wish I could fuck
Sandy. I wish she didn't have to let that man fuck her. His cock is
beautiful. It is so strong and hard looking. I don't want to watch him
fucking my wife. I wish I wasn't tied down and that my cock was big and
strong like his. Maybe if I try real hard I can imagine that I am
fucking my wife, instead of him. What is the matter with me? Aren't I
her slave? Yes, I am her good slave." "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh, Sandy please
let me just suck your cunt. I'll do it good. I promise."
"Oh, dry up Elton. You are beginning to sound like a broken record.
Can't you see this beautiful black juicy prong. Can't you see Paul
getting ready to fuck me. So shut up or I'll shut you up." Sandy again
lashed out with the whip landing it right on top of Elton's dangling
wang.
Paul was like a bitch in heat only in the reverse. He put his large
black hands on Sandy's smooth round, and very large jugs and pulled
them up to his lips. He started to suck on her jugs and he could feel
Sandy quivering underneath him. "Tom come and join me. Let us share
this love together. Come and suck my cock while I nibble and suck
Sandy. I want to eat this baby, before I fuck her. Elton, are you
watching? Watch me! See what a real man can do. Your wife tastes
delicious."
Tom strode over to Paul. He had been watching Paul attacking Sandy and
had thought that perhaps Paul's cock would be wasted only on Sandy's
pussy. But here was Paul asking him to come and suck his beautiful
prong. "Sure, Paul I love to have my lips around your lovely big tool.
Man, I sure love this fucking scene. Bijou get over to Elton and lick
him. Just enjoy it. Get with the scene Bijou. Elton, watch me fuck your
wife. That is what I'm going to do. I've never fucked a girl, but I
think while Paul is fucking Sandy, maybe I'll fuck your wife in the
arse hole."
Elton groaned, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh. You both are going to fuck my wife.
Ohhhhh. I wish that I could get my wang hard enough to fuck her. Maybe
shell let me suck her cunt later. Ohhhhhh."
"Shut up Elton. Just watch the scene. Oh Paul that feels so good. How
did you know that I love my nipples to be licked and sucked. Oh Paul,
the way you kiss my neck and run your lovely thick wet tongue up my
neck and into my ear. It's delightful. I am anticipating your lovely
cock in my hot cunt hole."
"Tom, oh Tom, you suck my cock just the right way. I love to feel your
tongue swirling around the head and when you put the tip of your tongue
into the little hole, it drives me crazy. I am licking Sandy's neck now
and I can feel her twisting body underneath me. She is like a hot coal
burning with desire. Can you feel her heat? Reach your hand out and
touch her arse."
Tom reached out and put his hand between Sandy's arse cheeks. He really
had never fooled around much with women as it wasn't his specialty. But
Sandy felt good to him. He ran his finger tip around and around her
brown rimmed arse hole. He could feel her quivering and she was so hot
to his touch. He dug his other hand in Paul's groin and moved his mouth
quickly back and forth and around Paul's now very swollen hot know. He
thought to himself in his typical manner, 'Maybe I can suck him off
before he can fuck Sandy." Tom really wanted to eat all of Paul's
delicious tasting juice. 'Why should it be wasted inside a cunt?'
Elton continued to watch and groan, "Ohhhhh."
Sandy said, as though reading Tom's mind, "I am going to let Elton suck
my cunt after Paul drops his hot load deep into my belly. Elton can you
see me? Look at me Elton. Open your fucking eyes! Can you see these two
beautiful pricks? They are both mind. Don't you wish you could be a
real man? But I guess there is no hope of your wang ever becoming a
real wang."
Sandy felt Paul's hot lips sucking her body. It was as though he was
eating her alive. His huge black creamy tongue flicked back and forth
finding every crevice and tender sensitive spot in her body. She was in
ecstasy and this was her night. "Ohhh Paul, Tom ... you are both so
wonderful. Tom I can see your lips and mouth completely engulfing
Paul's phallus deep inside of your throat. I can see by your eyes that
have become narrow slits that you are really digging his hard delicious
juicy prong. Suck Tom. Suck! Oh Paul ... Please fuck me, fuck me."
Paul said, "Not yet baby. Let me lick you some more. I want to really
eat every part of you. I want to drink your piss. Please lay back and
enjoy baby. I'm glad you dig watching Tom suck me, because soon I'm
going to take my throb engine and plough it in you so deep that you'll
scream for me to stop. Look at Elton's face. That bastard no good
husband of yours has shut his fucking eyes again. What is with him?"
Sandy leaned back and flicked a switch lowering Elton almost to the
ground. Grabbing her whip she began to beat him. She was so angry that
she did not listen to his screams. "How dare you make one of my guests
angry? You are my slave and you know that you are here to please me and
to please my guests."
Elton whimpered, "I'll be good. Ohhhh. Please don't whip me. Let me
suck your cunt. Stop this fucking. I can suck you ..."
"Shut up bastard. I want to fuck these beautiful cocks. What's with
you? Are you dizzy in the head or something. Keep those fucking eyes
open. Just watch Tom and Paul use their beautiful tools on me." She
lashed out once again with the whip and it landed right across his
balls.
Elton moaned, "Ohhhhh. Ahhhhh." Secretly though, he felt his wang
growing each time Sandy shouted at him. He was beginning to enjoy the
scene and his ears had really perked up when he heard Sandy mention
that Elton was to be allowed to suck her pussy. Elton felt that he had
better keep his eyes glued to his wife's pussy while it was being
fucked so that he would not miss the chance to suck her lovely cunt. He
remembered the delicious taste of Tom's juicy cock when he had pumped
it dry. The taste had been delicious and he wondered if Paul's flavor
was the same.
Tom continued to suck Paul's swollen rod and play with Sandy's arse
hole. He thought about jamming his rod into her tight arse and decided
that maybe it would be just the right size. He always liked small tight
holes because they could really squeeze and grasped and suction all of
his cock to a complete satisfying finish. Lifting his head from Paul's
cock, he said. "Oh Paul, you have such a delicious tool, but I would
like very much to fuck Sandy in the arse. Would you mind! I really
don't want to offend you because you know how much I love to suck you
off."
Paul stopped sucking Sandy's tits. They had become swollen from his
kisses and you could see tiny bluish marks running up each side of her
neck and all around her beautiful white mounds. The nipples had been
stretched and pulled taut and were standing very erect. They were
almost begging to be sucked. "Tom! I dig you fucking Sandy in the arse.
Man, I just dig that scene. Do you mind if I join the action and I'll
get my hot hard prick inside of her inflaming trench and maybe if we
both push hard enough we can feel the tips of our cocks through the
thin membrane separating the anus from the vagina.
"Elton, open your eyes and feast upon the three of us now. Just watch
what you are missing. If you are good, I'll let you suck my cunt out.
Bijou come over here. I want to see Elton suck your raw meat cock while
I'm being fucked. That's a good boy Bijou." Sandy rolled to her side to
allow Tom to start the action.
Tom's cock was swollen and ready to burst. The veins were rushing the
blood to its very head and the knob was swollen and extended. He took a
big gob of Paul's sperm from his mouth, where he had been saving it,
and put it on his hard anxious prong. His probing fingers opened up
Sandy's brown rimmed arse hole. He placed the tip of his cock against
the rim and began to push it in and out. At first only the very end of it would go in. He was afraid maybe Sandy wouldn't be able to take it.
He worked the tip in and out until her arse seemed to open up and beg
him to jam his tool deep within her. He buried it deeply within her
arse and he could feel her muscles squeezing and teasing his complete
prong. She had somehow managed to engulf it to the hilt and he was
enjoying all of the sensations. "Oh Sandy, this Is so exciting. Are you
enjoying it?"
"Ohhhhhh. Ahhhhh." Elton had been watching Tom shove his eight inch
prick deep inside of his wife's arse hole. He envied every inch of
Tom's beautiful cock. He wished that it was his broken down wang that
was ramming and jamming itself inside of his wife.
"Tom, your cock is so delicious. It feels so good. Do you like the way
I move my arse back and forth on it? Is it all really inside of me?
Elton are you seeing this? I'm being fucked in the arse with a large
wonderful cock. Now watch what Paul is going to do. Can you see Elton?
Answer me dummy! Answer me when I speak to you!"
"Yes! Yes Sandy. I see you. Please may I suck you? Please may I suck
..."
"Shut up. That's enough lip you Goddamn no good bastard. Paul where are
you? Please fuck me now Paul. Drive your beautiful ten inch prick home.
Now?"
Paul was ready and willing. He sandwiched himself up against Sandy and
threw one leg over Tom's arse. "You don't mind, do you Tom?" He didn't
wait for an answer, but drove his swollen prod deep inside of Sandy's
waiting hot dripping wet love hole. He wanted to try and reach up to
her mouth with his prong, so that she could taste it.
Bijou padded over to the scene. His large round low hung balls swung in
the air and his red raw meat prong was growing larger. He stood over
Sandy's face and waited for Sandy to begin to suck him. He knew that
she wanted to suck him.
Elton thought to himself, 'She sucks the dog and she won't even touch
me. She let's Tom fuck her in the arse and she won't let my wang near
her arse. She let's Paul fuck her pussy till it's all beat up and I
never get my prong near it. Oh, well I am her slave, her one and only
slave. I can suck her cunt. Maybe she'll even let me hold my wang and
jerk it off?'
Tom was humping Sandy's arse and the beating of the two cocks inside of
her made Sandy bounce back and forth between them. Tom felt Sandy's
quivering arse hole pinch the end of his rampant engine. The driving of
Tom's cock made the sexual pressure in his balls build up till he
hollered, "I'm coming. Can you feel the squirting sperm through the
thin membrane that separates us Paul?"
Paul responded, "Yes! Yes! I can feel the throbbing of the head of your
cock. Keep coming. Keep coming. Do you like to watch your wife being
buggered and fucked in front of you?" Paul kept up a running commentary
on the staccato spasms that Tom sent through to him.
Sandy felt her spur cock being crushed up against the hairy base of
Paul's throbbing and convulsing prong. Her little man was stiff as a
poker and the entire length of it was sensitized. Every movement made
Sandy scream out her ecstasy in obscenities. "Fuck. Cunt. Prick. Arse
hole. Bastard. Do you like what you see Elton? Isn't it juicy to watch
and see me being done in by these two beautiful studs? When they are
done I'm going to make you suck me out. Do you hear that you bastard? I
really want to make you crawl. Crawl over and suck my arse hole out
also. Hear me, you bastard? Open your eyes and look you filthy swine
lowlife!"
Elton shuddered and opened his eyes to the sight of his keepers in the
throws of a wracking orgasm. He moaned, "Ohhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Please let me
suck your arse hole. I want to taste Tom's come as it drips out." Elton
strained forward against his bonds. He felt the rough ropes cut against
his flesh and it made his cock attain a full erection.
Bijou continued to lap at Elton's cock head and swipe his rough tongue
across Elton's balls. Elton cried out, "I'm going to come! I'm going to
come Sandy! Please let me come."
Just as the first beads of semen made themselves visible at the top of
Elton's cock he felt the stinging bit of her riding crop across the
inflamed knob. His red tool shriveled to it's normal condition just as
she felt her own torrents of love gush out and surround Paul's
ploughing driving, prong. The juice saturated the black bushy down on
Paul's pubic mound. "Iiiiieiiie."
Sandy started to scream. "Eiiiiii. Ahhhhhh. Eieieieieieieieieiei." The
sound became louder and louder. "Ohhhhh Ohhhhhh. Errrrrr. Ahhhhh." She
felt Paul turn his head away because she knew that she was screaming
uncontrolled in his ear. She felt Paul's body quiver, jerk and twist as
he ground his prong into her very stiff spur cock.
"OhhhhhOHHHHHHHHH ..."
She felt Tom's orgasm coming again. He was fantastic. Two in a row.
Wow! She also thought of Elton and said, "Are you watching you bastard?
Are you watching? I'm going to clench my arse cheeks and cunt together
and hold all this delicious come inside of me so that I can make you
suck and lick every bit of the drippings from my hot sex holes."
Quickly she pushed Tom and Paul away from her. She slapped her right
hand over her inflamed gaping red gash to hold the come up inside of
herself. She clenched her arse cheeks in a spasm and held the juice
from dripping out of the arse hole and down her legs. "Untie him! Untie
that dirty mother fucker. Now is the time. Paul, free the bastard. Tom,
please help him. Can't you see if I move, all of your splendid
drippings will drop out of my body and we'll cheat my slave from his
pleasure."
Tom and Paul quickly untied Elton and laid him on the ground flat
waiting for Sandy's juices. Tom held Elton's arms above his head. Paul
sat on Elton's stomach. His cock almost reached Elton's chin. He
reached in back and grabbed Elton's balls and pushed downwards. He
twisted at the same time.
Sandy hovered over Elton with her hand still clutching her fiery
burning red trench closed. She squatted downwards and pressed her slimy
brown arse hole up against Elton's pursed and already sucking lips.
"Suck Elton. Suck. Suck all of Tom's sperm out of my arse hole. You're
my slave."
She felt his lips encircling the sphincter muscle; and his tongue
darted in and out of its tight circle. Sandy moaned, "That's good ...
that's good. Clean it up, you bastard!" She strained herself and let
loose a gigantic fart and she felt Elton breathe and suck everything
inward. Sandy exclaimed. "Ah, that cleans the tubes out good. This is a
good ream job. Ohhhhh."
Tom and Paul pressed Elton even tighter to the floor as Sandy reversed
her position and moved forward. She placed her gaping wet red split on
Elton's slippery come wet face.
Sandy started to move her sopping wet cunt that was dripping with
Paul's sperm up and down and across Elton's face. She felt his
clutching searching, sucking lips brush all over her slippery slimy
crotch. The gyrating arse and cunt that Sandy had pressed all over
Elton's face suddenly centered itself over Elton's sucking open mouth.
She felt his tongue dart inside against her labia majora and inner
lips. His stroking tongue brought out another torrent of her sweet love
juice. This also mixed with Paul's sperm and was immediately driven
down Elton's throat.
Sandy moaned, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. It feels so good to drop my whole
pussy full into my slave's mouth. I can feel my spur cock. It is about
ready to explode. Ohhhhhh. Ahhhhhhh."
Elton opened his mouth wider and sucked all the delicious hot dripping
juices out of his mistresses love hole. He caught every single drop in
his mouth savoring the individual taste. He could first taste the semen
of Tom when Sandy had allowed Elton to suck her arse. Then he tasted
Paul's mixture on top of Tom's. It was delightful. He could feel
Sandy's spur cock still growing under his nibbling and sucking. His
tongue swirled up and down the entire length of her gash. He nibbled at
the base and head of her inflamed spur cock. He felt her grind and
heard her moans. He knew that now his time had come to please her.
Elton felt Paul's hand come away from his tortured balls and grasp his
dripping wet, half-hard wang. Elton wished that he could tell Paul to
slide his hand up and down more quickly and not let his scum dry up. He
couldn't talk, because he knew now that it was almost time for Sandy to
drop her load into his waiting sucking mouth.
"Let me feel your tits and squeeze your nipples while you grind away
against Elton's mouth. I've never squeezed a woman's tits before Sandy
and the thought excites me. I hope you don't mind my experimenting,"
Tom whispered. It was as if Tom was so hot and horny that his vocal
cords only allowed him to whisper. "Please. Please Sandy?"
Sandy nodded her head, 'yes" and also grabbed Tom's nipples between her
fingers. She ground her arse even harder against Elton's sucking mouth.
Sandy moaned, "Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. I'm coming. I'm coming. I feet like
I'm out of this world. Like I am floating in a blue sky spread-eagle
and in limbo. It's wonderful. Keep sucking Elton. You have the right
spot. Just don't let go."
Paul bent forward and nipped at Sandy's full blown moving buttocks. His
sharp teeth caught minute quantities between them and bit. He knew this
slight pain would make Sandy spend even harder.
Sandy cried out, "Ohhhhhh. Errrrrrr."
Elton responded to Sandy's cries by sucking and nipping more furiously
at Sandy's dripping gaping hot gash and Paul's nips that drew blood
from her backside intensified the fantastic feeling that was making her
vibrate.
Her head spun and the thought of Tom's almost virgin hands, pinching
and plucking at her nipples made Sandy throw her head back and scream,
"Ahhhhhhh. Shit! Ouuuuuuu. Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes, hit the spot.
Ohhhhhh."
Paul bellowed, "Go baby! Go!"
Sandy screamed louder, "Ohhhhh. I'm spilling my guts. This is the
fucking killer. Oh Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Tom screeched, "Come Sandy! Come! Come! Come! Come!"
"Ohhhhhhh. I'm coming. That's it. I've spilled my guts. I've dropped my
load. Come on you mother fucker suck my cunt out. Clean it up. Get
every drop. Here, this will help wash it down."
Elton felt Sandy let loose a torrent of very hot yellow piss. He tried
to pull his head away and he begged for a moment, "No. No. No ..."
"Shut up bastard! Just drink me. Paul, Tom hold him down. Hold this
mother fucker down so I can piss in his mouth. Shit, bastard, son-of-a-
no good bitch. Now, I've got you."
Tom and Paul held the bucking Elton to the ground. They knew he wanted
to escape their grip, but it was three against one.
Elton's body bucked harder and then his fighting stopped when Sandy
commanded him to drink.
Sandy pissed in a never ending hot stream while Elton's working sucking
mouth swallowed and gobbled at her cunt. It felt so good to be
completely satisfied.
Elton felt the stream of urine trickle to a stop and then spurt one or
two times. It was a good thing that very little ran down his cheeks and
onto his chin, because he knew that Sandy would not like that to
happen. Elton's cock beat against his belly. He was a feather's touch
away from an orgasm and he wished that Sandy would allow him to go to
the bathroom and jerk off.
Paul and Tom climbed off of Elton's prostrate and naked helpless body.
Sandy ground out the last spasms of her orgasm on Elton's mouth. She
allowed Elton to lie on the floor between her spread legs as she stood
above him.
Elton begged, "Sandy, can I go to the toilet now? I must piss."
"You dirty bastard. You just want to go there and jerk off and cheat
me. I know where your fucking head is at. I'm going to be good to you
though. I'm going to reward you. You have my permission to jerk off
right here. We all want to see how you do it. Mind you now, make
certain that you catch every drop as it shoots out of your cock and
make sure that your mouth is open so that nothing gets on the rug. If
anything gets on the rug I'm going to chain you up on the wall and go
out. Start now!"
Elton grabbed his meat in his right hand. His fist slid up and down the
length of his shaft once or twice. His eyes were open and his mouth
hovered over his bursting cock head. Elton felt very nervous. He had
never come in front of an audience. He felt his cock start to die and
shrivel so he began to whip harder at it.
"Go man. Go! Beat that meat! Come on Elton. Let's see you shoot your
load!" Paul's word seemed to bolster Elton's flagging strokes.
"Oh, I can see your good at this Elton. I'm going to let you jerk Bijou
off when you take care of him. That is, after you feed and walk him.
Your lovely wife, Sandy can give you instructions later. Right now I
want to see you squirt your jism into your own mouth and swallow it!"
"Son-of-a-bitch! Dirty bastard! Cunt lapper! Arse sucker! Cock sucker!
Catch it all! Don't miss a drop!"
"Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhh." Elton groaned through his open mouth. Sandy had
commanded him to catch every drop. He felt the semen well up in his
balls and in his very raw red excited cock. A little squirt. Then a big
squirt. Then two in a series. The spasms came long and hard. It was as
if Elton's cock was gulping up from his balls and spitting out every
bit that his twisted balls contained. "Ohhhhh, Ahhhhhh."
The semen struck his face lips and roof of his mouth. It was hot, white
and very sticky.
"In the mouth, bastard. You missed," and she rubbed Elton's hand on his
face. The sperm was slippery, but Elton like the feeling of it being
smeared around by Sandy.
"Well Elton, you didn't get it all so this is what I want you to do.
Paul and Tom are going to take me out for a night on the town. I want
you to wrap all the food up and store it in the freezer."
Tom and Paul were dressing while Sandy continued to instruct Elton on
his duties.
"After you have completed the wrapping up of the food and stored it in
the freezer, you may vacuum the rug. Clean the kitchen. Wash the pots
and pans and take out the garbage. Do anything else that is needed to
get this house back into ship-shape condition. When you are done with
that, lock the house and drop the key back into the mail box. You know
that you are not allowed to have a key, so don't dare to forget and
keep my key overnight. Do you hear me Elton? Do you understand stupid?"
"Yes dear. Shall I use tin foil, waxed paper or Saran wrap? You know
dear, each different food should be wrapped in a different material."
"Oh Elton, read the Goddamn instructions. Just do as I command you.
We're leaving now. I'll call you at home and you had better be there
later. Good night honey!"
Tom, Paul and Sandy left, leaving Elton alone in his wife, Sandy's
apartment. He looked at the mountain of work which lay before and
muttered out loud, "Oh, my darling Sandy, how much I love you. I am
your slave forever."
Chapter 6
Elton folded the wrinkled brown paper sack into four quarters. In
amongst one of the quarters was a twelve inch square piece of heavy
plastic wrapping material and a twelve inch piece of much used wrinkled
tin foil. He sighed a sigh of almost exhaustion and the exhalation made
his shoulders droop forward. His spectacles hung from one ear and
rested on his shoulder. His eyes were green blue, watery and tired.
Elton licked his dry lips that were not red. They had a purplish look
to them; like the lips of a cardiac patient. He sucked his cheeks
inward and the vacuum pulled his dental plates firmly up against his
bare gums. The sucking sound let him know that they were now seated
properly. His tongue moved in his dry feeling mouth and guided the
small bits and particles of the food he had just eaten towards his
gullet. He mused to himself. 'Gee. I wonder why Sandy hasn't called me.
After all, we are married. I can't understand why she calls me an old
maid or an old lady. I know I label everything and I'm very particular
about my purchases. I buy the best and I don't throw my money away. I
can't understand why she won't let me fuck her. I know I could get
hard, but every time something starts to happen she screams at me. It's
funny, but it makes me hard and then for some reason it starts to die.
I can't understand it. Oh, why doesn't she phone me?" Elton continued
to suck at his dentures. There was no place that he could really pace
back and forth so he kept brushing a strand of his hair back into
place. His eyes dragged on the floor and he felt his shoes scuff
against the pavement. His hands were in his pockets and he walked
forward with dejected resolution. 'God, it sure costs money. It's all
right, I love her.'
As he walked into the large office he remarked to his secretary, "It
sure is a beautiful day, today. I hope it doesn't rain, because if it
rains, I'll get wet. I left my umbrella home the other day when it
rained and I forgot to bring the spare one back here again."
"Oh, Mr. Silver, you're always spoofing me," as she turned and gritted
her teeth. She muttered under her breath, 'He is the dumbest, most
impossible son-of-a-bitch and the biggest pain in the neck that I have
ever met. He deserves to eat shit. How I had the rotten luck to be his
secretary, I'll never know.'
The five o'clock quitting bell jangled at Elton's thoughts. He realized
that the afternoon had flown. 'I must have daydreamed the entire
afternoon away. I wonder if I dare to call Sandy. She only lives a few
blocks from here. No, I'd better not, if I did she would only get very
angry and I love her. I love her and that is why I do everything she
says I should do."
Elton looked out the window and saw that it was not raining. He clocked
out and walked towards the subway, still dragging his feet. The ride
would be hot and he tugged at his tightly drawn up tie and loosened it
on his collar. The beads of perspiration formed on his brow as he went
down into the subway hole. He was unaware of the dankness of the air.
His thoughts flashed always to Sandy ... her lovely gaping pussy. 'Oh,
if she'd only let me suck her pussy. I wish she would phone me.'
He allowed himself to be jousted into one of the steaming crowded
subway cars and four stops later, when the train ground to a halt, the
crowd ejected him onto the subway platform. He climbed the steps, with
the paper under his arm and hoped fervently that his wife Sandy would
call him tonight.
He picked up the same kind of TV dinner that he always bought. The
supermarket was the same. Nothing changed. Elton walked, looked
downwards and thought.
For some reason or other it seem like the TV dinner cooked very
quickly. Elton gulped it down, licked his fingers, sucked at his teeth
and laid down to rest.
Elton's floating dream of Sandy was interrupted by the ringing of the
telephone. Elton got up, looked at his watch and remarked out loud,
"Gosh it's two o'clock in the morning." His heart began to beat faster
and his breathing was heavy with anticipation. Sometimes, Sandy called
him at odd hours.
Elton picked up the phone and said, "Hello."
"Elton!"
Elton's heart leaped. It was his wife. It was his love ... "Yes dear."
"You God damn son-of-a-bitch. You bastard. What took you so long?"
"But dear ..."
"Oh, Elton shut up and listen to me. Dumbo, are you listening to me?"
Elton felt his peter rise as Sandy berated him.
"Elton, are you listening Dumbo?"
"Yes, dear."
"Now listen, Elton. Put your clothes on. Get down and get a taxi and
come over to Susan's house. You have the address on your memo pad. Get
your arse into gear. Elton! Are you listening to me?
"Yes dear. I was listening to you, but this taxi ..."
"Dumbo, do you or don't you want to see me? Now get the lead out of
your pants and move. I expect you here in less than an hour. Do you
understand Dumbo? You remember don't you dear, what happens when you
are late or don't listen to me?"
"Okay dear. I'm coming right now. Goodbye."
Sandy banged down the receiver and turned to her girl friend and
lovemate Susan. "When the Dumbo gets over here we'll throw this flour
sack over his head and tie him to the bed post. Then we'll strip his
clothes off of him and poke at him lightly. I want him to watch how
beautifully I suck you off. Do you suppose that Jim and Pete could come
down later and fuck my pussy, make me scream and fill me up with their
hot wet sperm. You know the two black studs. I think they are groovy.
They have such fierce cocks. Susan, do you remember when you were
kissing me while Peter had his cock in my cunt and Jim ripped my arse
hole?"
"Let me call them now and set it up for later." Susan wore long mid-
thigh length red fisherman net stockings. Her flat shoes were severe in
cut and design. She sat almost nude on a brown maple colored stool. Her
nude buttocks and milk white flesh made the black garter belt that she
wore stand out. She hiked her left leg up and hooked her heel on the
edge of her seat exposing her almost hairless pink tinted slot.
Susan's breasts were full and hard. Her pink aureoles made her firm
large boobs seem larger than they really were. She had a way of smiling
a question. Susan dialed a number, sat back and listened to the phone
ring at the other end.
Sandy could not resist the pink trench that Susan without words had
asked her to suck. Sandy fell to her knees and licked her lips. She
pointed her tongue and placed her lips inside of Susan's inviting hot
trench.
"Hello, Pete. Is Jim around?" Susan felt her cunt being sucked.
"Oh, he is. Wonderful." Susan continued to push her cunt against
Sandy's nibbling, chewing lips.
"Would you boys like to do me a favor tonight. My girl friend, Sandy is
here ..."
"Yes, yes. That's right. The one you both fucked last week. Anyway,
come on down in about an hour. Walk big and tall. Fuck her good, fill
her up and then we'll make her husband suck your drippings from her
cunt while he is chained or tied to a bedpost."
"Good, I'm glad it appeals to you. I'll see you both in about an hour.
Bye."
Susan pushed Sandy's head away from her glistening pussy and said,
"Later, baby later. Tell me about your new husband Elton. What's he
like, etc."
Sandy started at the very beginning and by the time she got through
with how she had met Elton, the doorman called up and said that a Mr.
Silver was downstairs and calling.
There was a gentle wrapping at Susan's door and Sandy got the flour
sack ready to throw over Elton's head.
Susan opened the door and Elton stepped in. Before he could say a word,
Sandy threw the flour sack over his head. Susan tripped and threw Elton
to the floor at the same moment. Before Elton knew what was happening
he was blindfolded and his hands were tied in back of him to a hard
object.
Susan quickly closed the door and said, "Gee, Sandy, it worked just as
you had planned. Now let's get his clothes off. I want to see what this
mother fucker looks like."
"But ... why are you doing this? Why are you doing this? Oh, Sandy, I
love you. I love you ... I ..."
"Shut up Elton! I see you still haven't learned, Dumbo! When will you
ever learn to shut your fucking mouth? Come on Susan, get his pants off
and I'll remove the flour sack. He knows what will happen if he moves
or resists me. Besides I want him to watch us loving each other. I want
him to see me when I get fucked or when I get on my knees and suck your
delicious hot cunt. Where are your dildos, Susan? Please, would you
mind getting them?"
"Oh Sandy, I missed you. Why didn't you call me. I really miss ..."
"Dry up Elton. Don't bother me or interrupt me while I'm getting
undressed. It is nice to see you, but you don't have to yaki-yak about
it. Now if you want to stay, shut up!"
Elton looked fondly at Sandy and felt his wang growing at the sound of
her commanding voice. "Yes Sandy, I want to watch you. Can I please
suck your cunt later?"
"Elton, if you obey me and watch everything with your eyes wide open
dumbo, then maybe I'll let you suck my cunt. Until then, shut up."
Susan returned to the living room with the dildos. She carried three
large rubber helpers lovingly in her hands and some good strong rough
lengths of ropes. "Sandy, I brought this rope too. Is this what you
wanted, honey?"
Sandy took the ropes and started tying Elton to the bed post. She
reversed his position by taking his hands in front of him. She drew the
rough rope across his back, directly under his armpits and across his
chest. "Susan, notice how I've left his back exposed. We'll be able to
lash him with this extra length of rope. Oh, I see you brought three
dildos. I know; naughty you. I know what you want to do with the third
dildo and I quite agree that Elton's arse hole is just about the right
size."
"Oh, Sandy, could we really? I'd love to make that scene with you my
darling beloved. Oh Sandy, my cunt is so hot. I want your sweet lips to
touch me. I want you to eat me. My juice is dripping now from when you
were sucking me while I was talking on the phone with Pete. Let's love
a little before they arrive."
Elton looked at both beautiful ladies and then at the dildos. His wang
was growing with anticipation. He recognized the look on Sandy's face
and hope he had read her thoughts right. His arse hole began to itch
with desire, as he thought. 'Maybe Sandy would let him have a fat juicy
dildo up inside of me." This would be the first time Sandy had ever
played with him. The first time he had been allowed to join in. How
much he loved her. The ropes were tight and he tried to reach down and
touch his growing wang. He was almost able to reach it. He could see
the liquid begin to ooze out of his urine hole. He was burning with
fire and desire. "Sandy, I love you. Sandy, I love you. I love ..."
"God damn bastard! Shut up! We've just begun to make our scene and we
don't want no shit, or any interruptions from you dodo. Do you
understand?" To emphasize her speech Sandy took the rope in her right
hand and lashed out at Elton's back. She caught him across the
buttocks. She raised the rope again and again until the blood began to
show in the red welts on his arse.
"Aooooooo. Ohhhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhh. All right Sandy, I promise I'll
shut up."
Susan had been watching with much excitement as Sandy beat Elton. Her
cunt was itching, creaming and squeezing with the thought of Sandy's
flicking her tongue back and forth over her little man in the boat.
"Sandy come here darling. Suck me darling. Eat my cunt. Let me feel
your globes. Let me suck your titties and bite them gently."
Sandy sank to the floor beside her female lover drinking in the
beautiful sight of her stretched out on the floor. Susan's legs were
invitingly wide spread. Susan's cunt was pink lipped, covered with
black down and her pussy lips parted slightly in invitation. "Susan my
love, let me put a dildo in your cunt and suck your beautiful clit."
Sandy spit a gob of spit onto her hand and rubbed it onto the end of
the dildo. She began to push the large skin colored dildo back and
forth in Susan's creamy hot cunt. She leaned over Susan, dog fashion
and began to lick Susan's pubic hair as her hand moved the dildo in and
out of the flaming hot trench.
"Ohhhhhhhh Sandy. Your arse hole looks so good to me," moaned Elton.
Elton had been watching the two girls. He had never seen Sandy make it
with another girl and he really dug watching them together. His eyes
were wide open, staring at them both. He wished it was him shoving the
dildo back and forth and sucking his wife's cunt. He knew when he
should not speak. He was beginning to learn. He could feel the marks
smarting where Sandy had whipped him with the rough ropes. He was
beginning to really learn. He would be very quiet and just watch.
Susan could feel Sandy's hot lips nipping and sucking at her clitoris.
She pulled Sandy's cunt down to her lips and felt her spur cock. She
loved this spur cock. Many times Sandy would rub this spur cock up
against her own clitoris and she would melt with ecstasy. The thought
of this made Susan's pussy cream and drip down her arse cheeks. She
thought, 'If only Sandy hadn't married fucko!" She took the dildo in
her hand and fiercely shoved it high up into Sandy's cunt. "You bitch,
Sandy. You really are a bitch. Can you feel the dildo, darling? I hope
you feel it good. If you only hadn't married fucko. Didn't I treat you
good? Wasn't I good for you? No, you had to go and marry a no good
bastard."
"Susan, careful with that dildo. I love it, but don't jam it up to my
mouth. You know I love you; and you only, will I truly love. I don't
know what came over me, but I just couldn't resist having my very own
male slave. You know that Elton is nothing to me. You really are my
very own true love. Elton just does the dishes, takes out the garbage,
rubs my feet and cleans the house. You know he can't even get a hard
on. You know he has never even fucked me. I promise; you will always be
my very own true love. In fact, why don't you come to live with me.
Think about it and we'll discuss it with Elton after we finish this
scene. Right now, let me love you. Let me suck your beautiful cunt. Oh,
that dildo feels so good. How do you like my kissing you? Do I have the
right spot?"
Susan groaned, "Ohhhhhhhhh. Suck my darling. Suck me. Suck me. Don't
stop. I love the feel of your voluptuous lips on my hot clitoris.
Ohhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhh."
Elton had been listening to the conversation and finally he was able to
understand why Sandy had never let him fuck her. She was not the kind
of a girl who should ever marry. She was a strong willed woman. That is
why she wouldn't let him get a hard on. Well, maybe they would be able
to work something out. He didn't care as long as he would be given the
chance to wait on his wife Sandy and do her bidding. Maybe he could
talk Sandy somehow into letting Susan come and live with them? Then
Sandy would be content and he Elton, would be happy because his wife
was happy and satisfied.
"Susan, yes, yes," hissed Sandy. "I'm going to come and I don't want
to. Please, please. Let's shove the dildo up Elton's brown arse hole?"
"Yes, yes, Sandy my love. Let the bastard get fucked in the arse. Ha
ha! I see what you mean. Just suck me until I come. I want to come now.
Can you feel my pussy creaming and OHHHHHHH. I'm coming ... Suck
harder. I'm coming! Ohhhhhh. Baby ... What you do to me! Ohhhhhhhh."
Sandy nipped, sucked and bit harder. She could feel Susan's writhing
body twist and turn under her moving hot lips. She didn't let go for a
moment and brought her true love to a rapid climax.
They both rose together, arms linked and walked happily over towards
Elton. "Elton, you mother fucker. You bastard! Did you see my love? Did
you see the way I love her? Did you see the way I sucked her cunt? I
love Susan. I love her better than anything or anybody in the whole
wide world. Bastard! Cock sucker!" Sandy cursed Elton up and down. "All
right, Susan my love you can have the pleasure of putting your dildo up
Elton's arse hole first. Give it to him good. He deserves it. I love
you Susan."
Susan took the dripping wet dildo from her cunt, smiled and said, "Bend
over more Elton. No stupid. Move your arse. I want to put this
delicious dildo that has been fucking my cunt into your sexy looking
arse hole. Yes, that's better." Susan shoved the tip of the dildo into
Elton's brown rimmed asshole. She felt Elton grind his hips down on the
tip of the dildo.
Elton enjoyed the sensation of having the dildo up in his arse. He
remembered the time Tom's dog Bijou had fucked him in the arse hole.
This was the real thing. A lovely juicy cock for him to enjoy. He had
been dreaming about this and hoping that Sandy would give him this
great pleasure. All of a sudden, Elton pumped and ground his arse in
such a way that the entire dildo was engulfed. "Ohhhhh. Errrrrr. It's
wonderful."
"Elton, look what you've done. You've taken the whole dildo. Sandy look
at this. The dildo is all the way up tightly into Elton's grinding,
twisting arse. He has somehow sucked it up. Look at him swing on it!
His cock is even getting hard!"
Both girls looked with amazement at Elton. Yes, his cock really was
getting a hard on. Sandy grabbed the rope and lashed out saying,
"Stupid wipe that grin from your face and lose your hard on. This is
not the time for nonsense. I didn't give you permission for that yet."
She whipped him across the head of his cock and saw it go down to its
proper shape."
Just then the door bell chimed. Susan and Sandy exclaimed in unison,
"That must be Pete and Jim!"
"I'll get the door! Susan you check Elton's arse and make sure the
dildo is all the way in. If it comes out we'll tie it in." Sandy
crossed the living room floor, opened the door and jumped into Pete's
arms.
"Oh Sandy, it sure is good to see you and that must be Elton. Hi Elton.
Hello Susan." Pete kissed Sandy full on the Ups. He was six feet tall,
black, big boned and very muscular looking. He was very well built and
had a huge cock that was excellent for fucking. He tossed Sandy into
Jim's outstretched arms.
Jim caught Sandy and kissed her full on the mouth saying, "Sandy, I'm
glad you invited us down. My cock has been aching for that pussy of
yours. Pete and I are on our way to a party so we'll just have time for
a quick fuck and then we'll have to be on our way." Friend Jim was also
over six feet tall, a handsome black man, exceedingly well built and a
famous actor. His cock was a full eleven inches and it needed to fuck a
pussy like Sandy's because her spur cock would rub the base of his cock
and make him more excited and enable him to drop his entire load in her
wide engulfing pussy.
Susan had checked Elton's bonds and said, "Elton just watch the fun
now. Both Pete and Jim will give Sandy a quick fuck. I love to watch,
my love Sandy getting what she wants and I know that because you love
Sandy also, you enjoy watching her being made happy. Aren't we both
lucky to have such a wonderful unusual girl like Sandy?"
Elton lovingly watched Sandy and listened to what Susan was saying to
him. He thought about it, remembering their scenes and decided that
perhaps Susan was right. It certainly was better to enjoy her fucking
scenes and watch her, than to have to spend his time alone like he had
spent the last three days. He had been very, very lonely and now he
began to understand why Sandy had not called him. It was obvious to him
that Sandy and Susan were true lovers. Susan loves Sandy so much that
she didn't mind finding guys with large cocks who would make Sandy
happy and satisfy her fucking needs. This was beautiful of Susan and
Elton said, "Susan, you really are quite a person. I can understand why
Sandy loves you and I want to thank you for bringing me here and for
letting me be a part of your life. Do you think maybe we could work
something out whereby we all would be happy. I am beginning to learn
what Sandy's wants of me and I know I want to be her slave, always and
always."
"Yes, maybe we can Elton," Susan reflected. "I'll think about it. Oh,
Elton look what Pete has done!"
Pete had taken Sandy back into his arms and laid her on the floor. His
black cock was hanging in a very erect position just waiting to be
rammed into Sandy's pussy. "Sandy turn over! I want to fuck you dog
style." Pete helped Sandy to turn over and immediately ploughed his
cock into her tight brown rimmed arse hole. He pumped and hunched and
rammed his hard steel like prong into her rectum. "How do you like
that? Isn't it good, baby?"
"Ohhhhh. It's so wonderful. I love it. Ohhhhh Ahhhhh. Susan and Elton
can you see his black cock sticking all the way into my arse? Can you
see how he pumps me and fucks me. Ohhhh, I love it and I love you both
for enjoying this. Ohhhhhhh." Sandy's arse contracted and squeezed hard
on Pete's cock.
"Sandy, I'm coming. I'm coming and don't move away. Do you feel me? My
juice is going to go up to your bowels, all the way up." Pete ground
his black arse tighter against Sandy's lovely white body and shoved it
in as hard and high as he could. His whole body shuddered and he shot
his load into Sandy's beautiful arse hole.
Sandy felt his load coming and enjoyed the feeling of his big cock
inside of her. Her pussy was burning with desire and she knew what Jim
had in mind for her. Her pussy creamed and oozed while Pete just
dropped his load. She pushed Pete's cock out of her arse and pulled
over onto her back saying, "Don't worry Elton, I'll save the love juice
for you."
Jim reached for Sandy and lifted her up off the floor with the greatest
of ease. His cock was ready and rock hard with desire. "Sandy, ride me.
Baby, ride me like I've taught you?"
Sandy put her legs around his waist so that her feet met in the back of
his arse hole. She felt him ease her down on top of his big huge black
cock. Her pussy was ready for him. It was itching and burning with
fire. She needed all his eleven inches to satisfy her desire. She loved
his fucking her and she creamed even harder with the thought of her
love Susan watching her pleasure. Her slave, Elton was there to suck
her out after it was all over. She knew that she really loved Elton's
lips sucking on her cunt. No lips could really suck like his, so she
would always keep him for her slave to suck her off.
Jim strode around the room with Sandy on his cock. He strutted showing
off his marvelous strength. He enjoyed being able to carry her and he
felt all his manhood by this way. He was delighted to fuck Sandy. She
brought out the real he-man in him. His cock was ready to burst, but he
would strut some more with her before he gave way to his burning
desire. "Ohhhhhh, Sandy, how I love to fuck you. Just fuck you and fuck
you. Some night, I wish Elton and Susan would let me fuck you all
night. I would tear you arse and your cunt fierce so that you wouldn't
want to fuck anyone for a month. What do you say to that?"
"Now, Jim you know what I told you. You can only fuck Sandy when I give
you permission and when I'm sure I'm here to see that you fuck quickly
and don't hurt her. She is my love and I don't want any man to fuck her
all night!" Susan ran her hand through her shortly cropped black hair
and thought to herself, 'he had his nerve. I'd never let him have her
except when I'm around to protect her. Who does he think he is?" She
relented a little in her thinking as she listened to Sandy's pleasure.
"Ohhhhhhh. Jim. I love you cock. There is no other cock in all this
world except yours who can fuck like you do. Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me!
Give me your load! Fill up my pussy. Now Fuck! Fuck! Ohhhhhhhh."
Jim shoved Sandy's body and cunt harder down on his writhing seething
cock and he pumped and ground his hips and all his muscles up against
her. His throbbing engine climaxed in a gigantic orgasm and he put
Sandy down on the ground.
Peter and Jim quickly zipped up their flies and Jim said, "Thanks
Sandy. Thanks Elton and most of all, thank you Susan for letting me
fuck your love. Now, we have to get going. Well see you around." They
walked out of the door waving and blowing kisses to all three.
"Susan, my darling, untie my husband so that he can come and suck my
cunt out. I want him to enjoy tasting all the love juices mixed
together. You will see how he loves to suck my cunt."
Elton watched as Susan sprang to her feet and started to untie him. He
was very happy to be allowed to suck Sandy's beautiful cunt. He loved
and wanted to taste the semen inside of her. He was delighted. He
rushed over to her, fell to his knees and immediately starting sucking
all the juices from her. He ran his tongue into her brown rimmed arse
hole, licking up all of Pete's juice and then up to the cunt and
licking, sucking for Jim's juices. When he had cleaned all the juices
up, he started to lick her spur cock. He felt it getting bigger under
his sucking tongue and he knew that he was making Sandy writhe with
excitement and desire. He knew that he, her slave was the one who
really let her be happy and his wang grew and grew with excitement.
"Ohhhhhhh. Elton that's right. Yes darling, suck me. Yes suck me. Suck!
Suck! Susan come over here darling and suck my breasts. Play with my
nipples. Pinch them. Pull on them. Suck them! I must have you, too. I
must have the both of you. Yes, Elton, keep sucking. Ohhhhhhh.
Ohhhhhhh. This is wonderful."
Elton continued to suck. He could feel Sandy reaching her orgasm. He
felt Sandy's gigantic crescendo like orgasm approach. He whipped his
cock straight into her cunt and come in a blinding spurting orgasm with
her. "Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. I'm coming Sandy. I'm coming with, you."
Sandy screamed, "Yes Elton. You've finally made it. Yes Ohhhhhhh. I'm
coming again. I'm coming. Ohhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhh."
Susan had placed her hot flaming cunt down on top of Sandy's wet mouth.
She felt Sandy sucking on her clitoris and she ground her hips until
she came at the same time as Elton and Sandy.
All three sat up and happily wrapped their arm around each other. Sandy
was the first to speak. "Susan would you like to come and live with us?
I think I'll let Elton move into the spare bedroom in my apartment.
Then he can always be my slave and do all my bidding. My precious love,
would you like to share my slave with me'? And we'll have each other."
"Ohhhhh, yes Sandy. I would love that. Very much ..." Susan sighed and
thought to herself, 'Well, I guess I don't mind as long as I will be
the one sharing her bed.'
Elton smiled and said, "Thanks Sandy. I'll be happy to have Susan live
with us and I'm happy to be the slave for both of you. Thank you very
much."
So all three started living together and were as happy as three peas in
a pod!
The End
Young Pussy by Rick Arledge
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