by Mia Moore
“Are you going to un-cuff me? Where the hell are you?” I turned my head in each direction, trying to see behind me, but only their bare shoulders showed.
Grace’s blond hair and then her body appeared at my side. She was stark naked, except for the gold chain and key that hung around her neck. She smiled seductively and then lowered herself till she was kneeling in front of my leg. Oh yeah. I pushed my hip to the side, dangling my cock against her cheek but she made no move to hold it or take it in her mouth. Instead, her hands went to my shoes, untying them. Her naked back narrowed to a tiny waist and then flared again into an inverted heart shape in the smooth golden cheeks of her ass.
Movement to my side caused me to look up. My cock oozed pre-cum and got even harder. Oh fuck! Lily stood beside me and then leaned over, rising to her tip toes to kiss my lips. Her bare breast brushed against my skin, the nipple firm and dark. My hands itched to touch her, pull her body close. As quick as that, it ended and I watched her walk across the room.
Beneath the mop of red curls, her neck was slender and her shoulders squared. She was slimmer than Grace, to the point that the line of her spine and wings of her shoulder blades were clearly etched in the ivory skin. Her ass was full, one cheek decorated with a red rose directly below the dimple where her waist ended. There was a slight shimmer in the flesh of her bottom as she strode over to the fireplace, the folds under her butt cheek seemed to smile at me.
A tap on my leg distracted me and I looked down to see Grace smiling up. I lifted my foot and she slipped the shoe off, before tugging on my sock, slipping it off as well.
Lily had a fireplace poker in her hand, bending to shift the logs and sending up a burst of sparks. But my eyes were focused on her ass, specifically the dark oval of her pussy lips and the furrow separating them. Oh fuck, my cock ached I wanted to sample that spot so much.
She straightened and her head turned, giving me a brief smile over the curve of her shoulder before she walked to a doorway. For just a second the swell of her breast had been visible before she disappeared into another room.
Another tap on my leg and I lifted my foot for Grace to take the shoe off. “Oh fuck Grace, this is hot. Two beautiful women walking around naked, so ready and—“
“Enough.”
My head jerked back at the commanding tone in her voice. What was going on?
She slipped my sock off and then rose to pull my pants lower. My cock was thick and heavy, and so close to her mouth. “Tonight you’re going to be our sex slave. When we have need of you, you’ll do what we ask.” She smiled and gave my cock a quick kiss on the knob, sending a jolt of lust through me.
A sex slave? Oh lord, did I die and go to heaven?
My pants bunched around my ankles and I lifted my feet to step out of them, and Grace’s hands tossed them to the side. “If you’re a good slave, we’ll reward you. Tomorrow, you can be the master and we’ll be your slaves.”
I moaned and felt my knees turn to jelly. “Oh God.” This was so fucking HOT! Way hotter than I’d ever fantasized.
Her eyes twinkled looking up at me and her finger drifted along the length of my cock. The little vixen had me so hard and horny that my cock was oozing like a tap. “What do you want me to do, Mistress?” I grinned down at her.
“Eat! That’s what we want. You’ll need your energy.” Lily appeared carrying a tray with cheese, cold cuts and a bottle of wine. Her breasts jiggled as she walked, the small rosy nipples, making my mouth water.
She set the tray on a small table near the bed and poured three glass of wine. Grace rose and walked over to pick up two of the glasses and return to my side. I lifted my hands to take it from her but she elbowed my hands away. She held the glass to my lips and I swallowed a few sips.
Lily appeared with a piece of cheese set on a cracker. She stood in front of my leg, so close that the fine line of hair on her mons brushed against the knuckles of my hand. She held the cheese to my mouth and I opened to take it inside. Oh God. I couldn’t resist. I turned my hands and my fingers reached to touch her pussy.
She froze for a second and then looked down, watched me pry between her pussy lips. Beside us, Grace took a long sip of her wine. She nudged me and once more held the glass to my lips. My fingers were hot and moist, probing in Lily’s slit. Her hand closed around my shaft and she rubbed me for a few seconds. Oh fuck, being so close to them, the feel of her hot pussy and hand on my cock made me gasp.
She turned, walked back to the bed and sat on the edge, crooking a finger, beckoning for us to join her. Grace scampered ahead of me, set the wine glasses back on the tray and then sat next to Lily. I walked over, ready to sit next to them as well, but Lily’s voice stopped me.
“No. Not yet. You’ll watch but you can’t touch us or yourself until we say so.” She shifted higher on the bed and pulled Grace’s arm for her to join her.
They lay next to each other and kissed. But not just any kiss. No. Their lips barely touched while their tongue extended and rolled over each other. The sight of their naked bodies and entwined tongues was deliciously sinful, made me want to ignore their orders and slide between them. The fast beat of my heart seemed to pulse heavy in my meat, but I watched them, mesmerized.
This was my little Grace, kissing a woman, kissing, acting like a total hot slut. For me! She’d never been sexier than she was right then.
Their hands roamed over each other’s breasts, rolling the soft flesh, tweaking and pulling on their nipples. Grace kissed Lily’s neck and continued lower until her mouth was on a firm nipple, tongue circling the tip. Lily’s hand slipped through Grace’s blonde hair, extending as Grace bent lower to kiss her stomach and beyond.
My breath caught in my chest as I watched my wife shift on the bed and slid in between Lily’s legs. It was all there for my eyes to feast on for a few moments—Lily on her back now, legs splayed open, revealing that flame of red and lower to her pussy. My knees trembled for a moment and I eased slightly to the side, to gaze upon the glistening folds of dark flesh between long shapely legs.
Grace’s head covered my view as she lowered her mouth to Lily’s pussy. Her head bobbed as she licked and Lily arched higher, her hand pulling Grace’s head. Her moans filled the air as Grace continued to ravish her with her tongue. Oh fuck, it was so hot watching them, being so close that the smell of their lust filled my head.
Grace pulled back and smiled, looking up at Lily, “I think it’s time, don’t you?”
Lily glanced to meet my eyes and her gaze lowered to my cock, lingering there as she purred, “Oh God, yeah. Take his handcuffs off.”
My heart thundered in my chest, hardly able to breathe. They were going to include me now? Oh yes! I held my hands up, extending them to Grace. She twisted to the side and lifted the chain and key from her neck. Her fingers slid the key into the lock of the cuffs and they popped open, releasing me.
Lily rolled to the other side of the bed and patted the spot where she’d been, her eyes hooded above parted ruby lips. I didn’t need to be asked twice! I climbed onto the bed and reached for her breast as I laid on the soft surface. My fingers closed and palm filled with her warm skin as she rolled toward me and kissed me. Her tongue darted between my lips, causing a new throb of lust in my cock.
She rose and turned her body, lifted her leg over my stomach to straddle me. The sight of her ass on my skin, rising so that her pussy hovered just above my cock had my heart beating hard. A hand circled my shaft, rolling up and down a few times before directing it to Lily’s opening. Oh fuck! It was Grace’s hand, aiming it to her friend’s slippery wetness.
My hands gripped Lily’s hips as she lowered her body, slowly, agonizingly slowly onto my shaft. She was tight but so wet that I slid into her easily. It was difficult to resist the urge to jerk my hips high, impale her on my cock, thrust into her again and again, but I was also curious. What did these little minxes have planned next?
I moaned when I was fully inside…so tight and hot on my rod. She rea
ched out for Grace’s hand and lay back until her skin pressed into my stomach and chest. Oh fuck, the movement, pulling on my shaft made her cunt seem even tighter. I filled my hands with her breasts, inhaling the sweet smell of her hair against my cheek.
“Look up.” Her voice was soft and she gave her ass a little wiggle.
My eyes opened wider and I gasped at the sight in the overhead mirror. It was a double whammy—seeing her slender naked body on mine, just the base of my cock showing below her spread pussy lips, and oh God, the feeling there! I glanced at Grace and saw that she too was watching the sight and smiling.
Grace lowered her head and her hands shoved at my knees, pushing my legs as wide as Lily’s. She climbed between them and in the mirror I saw the top and then the back of her head as she bent to lick Lily’s pussy. Her fingers grazed over the base of my cock and toyed with my balls. The sensation was amazing. I moaned and curled my hips upwards straining to get more of my cock inside.
Lily writhed on my stomach, her breathing a fast rasp in her chest. Each movement pulled deliciously on my meat and the sight in the mirror was erotic. I pumped up and down, slowly at first, watching Grace’s head catch the rhythm on Lily’s pussy. Oh fuck…I was close to coming. From the way Grace panted and moaned it wouldn’t be long for her either. The sensations, my eyes, cock and ears hearing her moan became too much. I rocked harder into her, straining up in my own lust.
Pressure below my balls… Grace’s fingers pushing my perineum made me cry out with pleasure. I jerked my hips up, my fingers dug into the soft flesh of Lily’s hips, rocking her ass in time with my movements.
“Oh fuck me! Oh yes, just like that.” Her eyes squeezed shut and her teeth bit down on her lower lip, riding the first wave of ecstasy.
It put me over the edge. I pulled her ass hard onto me, my hips high, spurting cum deep inside her tight little hole. Again and again… It seemed to last longer than normal…so intense with Grace’s fingers below my balls. A final deep thrust…so good.
I gasped and my head fell back onto the bed. Above me, Lily’s face was contorted, her eyebrows tight together and eyes closed. She looked like she was in pain, yet I knew it was lust-filled pleasure.
She pushed Grace away and collapsed soft and heavy on my body. We lay quietly, our hearts thundering in tandem, trying to catch our breath.
Grace’s head lifted and she climbed over our legs to take a spot next to us. Her hand cupped Lily’s cheek but she leaned into me and kissed me softly. “Happy birthday, big boy.”
“Oh God. Not so big now, Grace. That drained me. This is the best birthday.”
I could feel my cock slipping from Lily’s cunt when she rolled off, to lie on my other side. Her fingers toyed in my hair and she kissed my cheek. “It’s not over yet.” She rolled to the side and stood next to the bed. The inside of her thighs glistened from the cum I’d shot into her, as well as her own. She gazed down at Grace and I snuggled together, and smiled.
“Let’s have another glass of wine and then get changed for dinner.” She walked around the bed to the table where almost a full bottle of wine sat.
Grace rose up onto her elbow and her finger traced a line across my cheek. “This place has a five star dining room. But even better than the food, how do you think you’ll feel walking in with two women, one clinging to each arm? Every guy in the place is gonna wish he were you.”
***
Dinner was absolutely wonderful. Despite the rustic log cabin where we were booked, the dining room was elegant. Tapered candles glowed on white, linen draped tables that were set along windowed walls. There was a full moon that shimmered off the ripples in the lake and lights twinkled on tall poles bordering pathways between the cabins.
When we arrived back at our place, I rubbed my tummy, filled to bursting with prime rib and Yorkshire pudding. The fire had burned lower and I watched Grace throw another log on and poke it with the metal bar.
Lily looked up at me and smiled. “How about some Spanish coffee? I’ll get it started and maybe we can have it in the Jacuzzi.”
“Ooo…I can’t wait. That tub is massive!” Grace stood and pulled the little black dress up and over her head.
Oh God, my eyes were as wide as saucers when I saw what was under the dress. The outfit was new, even down to the black garter belt, stockings and bra. I watched her hang the dress up, and turn to face me. She was a vision, right out of a porn movie. The bra pushed her boobs high, so that the flesh seemed to burst out of the lacy edge. Even her face looked different, sexier with more make-up on her wide blue eyes. Her cheeks were flushed a soft pink. Whether that was from the wine at dinner or the prospect of more sex in the Jacuzzi, it was hard to tell.
My cock started to thicken at the thought. Would they still make me their sexual slave or had that finished? I wouldn’t mind serving them, especially when it would be my turn tomorrow, to turn them into my sex kittens. What would I have them do to me and each other?
My eyes wandered over Grace’s small tummy, round and succulent, like the curve of her hips and ass. And no panties. I liked that. Whereas Lily had shaved her pussy to a thin landing strip, and bare on her pussy lips, Grace was only trimmed at the edges, the bikini line. Maybe tomorrow, I’d get Lily to give her a shave. I’d always wanted Grace to shave it but had never had the nerve to suggest it. She might be offended or think I wasn’t pleased with her. But hell, it was my birthday and I could ask for whatever I wanted.
She walked over to me, exaggerating the sway of her hips, placing one foot in front of the other in a sexy way. Her hands lifted to my shoulders and then her fingers were on the back of my neck pulling me down to kiss my lips. “Having fun?”
I pulled her hips into me and rubbed my cock against her tummy. “What does it look like?” I looked into her eyes and smiled. “I love you Grace. This has been the best birthday ever. I can’t believe how hot that was earlier…seeing you with Lily and fucking her.”
Her fingers loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. I stood there hardly daring to breath, watching her undress me. If this was being a sexual slave, bring it on!
In a few minutes, my clothes were off and Lily appeared, carrying a tray and three steaming mugs.
“Oh you two! You couldn’t wait huh?”
Grace took my hand and led the way to the oversized bathroom. There was the usual—the toilet, sink, shower stall but in the center of the room was a six person, sunken Jacuzzi. Actually it was more like a small swimming pool, filled with bubbly water, circulating slowly. Above it, and on each of the walls, mirrors reflected everything.
I squatted down and slipped into the warmth of the tub, resting my elbows on the sides, watching the girls. Lily set the tray beside the tub and then proceeded to wander about the room lighting candles. They were everywhere it seemed.
Grace slipped out of the stockings and slid the garter belt off her hips. Next the bra was tossed to the side. She was about to step down into the tub but Lily stepped behind her. She kissed Grace’s neck and her fingers reached around to cup and fondle her breast. Grace turned and I watched them kiss for a few moments. My hand drifted to my cock, slowly squeezing and stroking it. Never had I seen my wife be this uninhibited and sexy. It was a change that I could never get tired of.
They broke off the kiss and Grace sat on the edge of the pool across from me and spread her legs. She leaned back, resting on one arm, forcing her pussy to tilt up. The look on her face, eyes soft and hooded, her tongue rolling over her lips was an invitation if ever I saw one. I started towards her but stopped when I saw what she did next.
Her hand skimmed down her stomach and fingers spread her pussy lips. She touched her clit, body jerking once at the first caress. Her eyes met mine for a second before I looked once more at her pussy and her finger rubbing her clit. I blew slowly through parted lips and eased back to rest against the side of the tub.
Lily finished with the candles and turned the overhead lights off. There was only the soft golden glow of the
candles lighting the room, creating an atmosphere of carnal delight. She picked up one of the mugs of laced coffee and handed it to me. I sipped slowly, watching Grace masturbate, putting on a show for us. She gave a soft whimper as her finger flicked quickly over her clit.
Lily stepped away and stood behind Grace. Her arms reached behind her back and the neck of the dress loosened and fell away from her shoulders. I sucked in air as her breasts emerged from the fabric. Oh fuck, she wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were rosy cones on smooth succulent flesh.
Grace’s finger slid lower, through her swollen dark lips and disappeared to her knuckles. She thrust slowly in and out, her eyes gazing at me.
If the girls had any worry about me getting hard again after the afternoon session, they blew that out of the water. Oh fuck, it was like being at a live sex show—Lily doing a slow, strip tease and Grace, masturbating, the lust and desire on her face, almost begging to be fucked.
Lily’s dress slid down long, slender legs and dropped onto the floor. Not only no bra, but no panties either. She bent, scooped a towel from the stack that were placed adjacent to the tub and spread it on the ceramic tile floor. Her mouth was a close lipped grin and above, her eyes were devilish as she beckoned me to her.
I stepped out of the warm water and onto the plush towel waiting further instruction.
Her fingertips brushed lightly over the swollen knob of my cock, her eyes locking with mine. “Lie down, on your back.”
No please or warm smile, just the direct commanding tone of her voice. I don’t know why but, that just made it hotter. My cock was wet and heavy as I lowered myself to the towel and laid back. For a few seconds, she stood looking down at me, affording me a different view of her sexuality. Her legs were spread just a little, revealing the dark groove between the soft fold of her pussy and the slight swell of her tummy. She placed a foot on each side of my head and with the slow grace of a gymnast she lowered until her pussy was almost touching my mouth. Fingernails painted the same ruby shade as her lips, pulled at her flesh, opening her womanhood, descending to my waiting tongue.