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“Now suck my cock and show me how sorry you are.”
Chloe devoured my cock. My first orgasm came less than a minute into the blowjob. I was so horny from all the anticipation that I exploded into her mouth in no time at all. Intuitively Chloe knew my pleasure wasn’t over for the night, and while my cock regained its energy, she lapped at it softly with her warm tongue. I looked down at her pink tongue as it darted around my shaft and balls. I imagined that less than an hour earlier that same pink tongue was darting in and out of the cleft of a warm wet vagina. I imagined Canace moaning and clenching her fingers tightly as Chloe’s tongue circled her clit. Soon I was rock hard again, and Chloe took my whole head inside her mouth. It wasn’t long before she swallowed my second load, and I was now satisfied enough to call it a night.
We slept soundly. The two orgasms I had inside Chloe’s mouth, and the three she had earlier in the evening, helping us drift off peacefully.
In the morning, being a Saturday, we enjoyed a nice leisurely coffee. I was about to ask Chloe if she had anything in particular she wanted to do today, when I noticed she was getting her workout clothes ready. I’d almost forgotten that Canace and Shanyn exercise at 10:00, and I figured Chloe was going down there so that her sudden absence didn’t look peculiar.
“Are you going down there so they don’t get suspicious?” I asked.
“Nope,” she answered, quite confidently. “I’m going down there because the end of the month isn’t here yet, and I’m not giving up.”
I almost chuckled out loud, but then I realized Chloe was serious. God bless my girl. Somehow she was going to try to get Shanyn’s cunt juice on her face yet, knowing there were still a few days remaining.
I couldn’t imagine she’d be successful. How could she be? Even if all three of them had sex again, Shanyn just wasn’t into oral. Nevertheless, I admired Chloe’s determination.
In the ensuing days, Chloe somehow managed to arrange another visit to the girl’s condo, this time on July 31st, the very last day of the month. Yet again, I tried to kill time all evening long, eager for her return. Finally, just before midnight she was back. This time, I greeted her at the door.
As I approached my girl, she blushed. I kissed her cheek. That unmistakable scent was there. Pussy.
“Well, is that one pussy I smell on your face, or two?”
“One, Master. Canace’s. I licked her to three orgasms.”
“No luck with Shanyn?”
“Um, I had a plan, Sir.” I liked when she addressed me as Sir. Even though I was her husband, and her Master, calling me that felt respectful and proper in the right circumstances.
Chloe continued, “Just like the first time, we all undressed together. And just like the first time, Shanyn’s thong was very wet indeed when she discarded it on the floor. I made sure to lay my jeans over it. Afterward, when I grabbed my clothes, I stole something.”
Chloe looked downward, and with her thumb and forefinger, reached into the pocket of her tight jeans. Soon a tiny bit of white material appeared. It was a thong. Chloe tugged on it, and as the cotton material stretched, it slipped slowly from her pants. Finally, it slipped completely from her pocket.
I was in awe of her genius.
She held the soiled fabric up for both of us to see; then rolled it around in her fingers until the little triangular crotch area was exposed. The thong was wet there, quite wet. As she held it up a little higher, we both caught a whiff of musky pussy.
Next, she looked deep into my eyes and brought the underwear up to her face. She smeared the wetness onto her nose, along the bridge and down both sides. She wiped the wet crotch of the panties across her cheeks and along her forehead.
My submissive was wiping another woman’s pussy juices all over her own face.
I repeated the very words of my instructions from a month earlier, “Before the end of this month, I want to fuck you in our bed, with the smell of both of their pussies on your face.”
“Does this qualify as success, Master?”
“Of course it does my darling,” I reassured her.
I swept Chloe up in my arms and carried my precious angel into our bed. I used bondage to secure her in place, so I could practically devour her. The entire time that I fucked her, I kissed her. Sweet passionate kisses. I’d kiss her mouth and lick her chin, tasting and smelling Canace. Then I’d move my face higher and press my nose into Chloe’s cheek detecting the aroma of Shanyn’s muskiness. Even after I came, I didn’t soften for ten minutes. I was so aroused.
Before we fell asleep that night, I fucked her two additional times.
Chloe’s View:
Any morning I can spend with Jack instead of dragging my ass into the office is a wonderful morning. Pure heaven. I was happy to make us a late breakfast, but he insisted we go for brunch instead. What wife could say no to that? On the seventh floor, the elevator stopped and two women stepped on. As much as we’d never admit it, attractive women spot each other like dogs in a park. I’d noticed these two before. They were hot! I think I’d first seen them in the gym one day. We sort of smiled at each other when they first entered, and then looked away. Of course, hawk-eye Jack noticed and asked me about the girls when they stepped off of the elevator.
Both of us found it sexy that they were a lesbian couple. Our playful banter suddenly got serious when his tone of voice changed. At first, I thought it was a joke: he wanted me to befriend them and find my way to their pussies. Jack’s ultimate goal, and my assignment, was to have my husband fuck me with my face covered in the lesbian couple’s pussy juice. Yeah, right! Honestly, Doms and their challenges. How the fuck was I supposed to pull that off? I couldn’t imagine that they would have an open relationship. But what if they did, and would they be open to it? I glanced at Jack a few minutes later, his eyes piercing mine. He was serious indeed. I started to picture an encounter. Holy fuck, Jack’s idea was fast turning into my fantasy. Knowing I might possibly please him made me squirm with need.
We walked to the restaurant; hand in hand, neither of us talking, both deep in thought. After we were comfortably seated, I asked a few questions, just so I understood the parameters. Jack was going to give time during the day as needed, but that was the least of my worries. I kept telling myself over and over that all I could do was give it my best shot. If I failed, so be it. I’d take my punishment, and we’d move on. There was also the possibility that I could really embarrass myself. After all, this couple did live in our building. Imagine bumping into them if they turned me down. How embarrassing? On the other hand, what if they liked me and wanted me too? I started to imagine what their pussies would look like. Suddenly, I felt like giggling. Chloe the pussy hunter. What a little slut I am! My moistening panties were all the encouragement that I needed. I would do whatever it took to have my face buried between the legs of those two hot chicks. Oh, the thought of Jack fucking me with pussy juice still on my face!
Jack was watching me. As the waiter arrived at our table with our coffee, I wondered if he could tell what I was thinking. I bet not. I felt my face flame to a gentle pink as I glanced over at Jack who was quietly enjoying my discomfort. Bastard. We ate our food as quickly as possible, neither of us talking much, as that would slow us down. I knew my husband needed satisfying, and food alone would not be enough.
Jack paid our waiter, and I had to practically run to keep up with his fast pace back to the condo. I was certain he was not in a hurry to get back to start the laundry, and I too was looking forward to being pounded into the mattress. We headed straight to our bedroom. Jack went immediately to his top drawer, and I knew that meant business. He pe
eled my clothes off quickly, picked me up and tossed me onto the centre of our bed. Jack bound my wrists together with rope, brought my hands above my head, and moved his hands down to my knees to spread my legs apart. Wide. He tied a rope around my knees. He leaned over me and kissed my lips and then proceeded to tie my hands to the headboard, high above my head. The two ropes around my knees were then pulled and secured to the footboard posts. I was totally helpless and unable to move. At his mercy. Meanwhile, he was in his glory. God, I love this feeling. He was going to fuck me senseless, and I was all his.
Jack slapped my breasts back and forth numerous times to warm them up before pulling on my nipples so forcefully that I wanted to scream. I knew if I did, he would really punish my now aching breasts even further. Then all at once, he placed his strong hands on my hips and pulled my pelvis up toward him and swiftly penetrated me with a cock so stiff that it felt like he was shoving a bedpost up into my pulsing vagina. He started to really move, like he was a human jack hammer. I wanted to move too, but I was bound and being pounded into the mattress. Oh fuck, I wanted to straighten my legs, but couldn’t. The rough rope was rubbing my tender skin. His thrusts were fast and furious as he sucked the life out of my left nipple, pulling it up off of my chest. Just the contemplation of my assignment had me so on-edge, and with Jack’s fucking, I came loudly as he thrust into me again and again. Jack untied me, rubbed my now chafed skin and cuddled me from behind wrapping his strong arms around me. While I was nervous for my upcoming adventure, I also felt loved and cherished by him.
It didn’t take long before he had me wanting him again. Jack moved his hand from around my waist, trailing it slowly down toward my now sleepy vagina. He dipped his fingers in my overly moist cunt, and used those same fingers to gently circle my clit, around and around. The walls of my vagina were full and swollen. Over and over again, my clit engorged and my vagina wanted to be filled. So ready for his cock; a beautiful soft moist cushion for his hard pulsing member. Slowly, gently, and with tender hands and mouth he made sweet love to me and my body.
