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Sandra:

Sweat sucked at me, my skin sticking to hers as I pulled away from her slack body sprawled across the bed. Droplets of moisture fell from my brow and ran down my nose, falling from the tip to splash against her back. I held myself there, elbows locked, breathing hard as I caught my breath. She was done. Passed out cold. I could not blame her either. I rode her ass hard. I had to admit, even with my stamina I was feeling a bit light headed. I looked down where her tight ring clenched around my softening shaft, her muscles unconsciously trying to close up around me. I was still lodged deep inside her, enjoying the silent tremors that shuddered though her body. Her cheeks around my shaft clenched, massaging my shaft again and again. I flexed in pleasure, feeling myself begin to engorge once more. Maybe just one more round…lu

Settling down to my elbows, I slid my hands under her palm up, and took hold of her shoulders as I raised one knee up for leverage. Breasts mashing against her back, I leaned into her body as I prepared for a fresh onslaught. Before I started thrusting though, the clock on the nightstand caught my eye. I frowned. 2:02am. It had been late Friday when she showed up at my door unannounced, interrupting my appointment with Irene, and now it was Saturday morning. I did not need to be up for work tomorrow. But I did not make it a habit to keep late hours. I expected the best of myself, for my personal business and professional. Still, I chewed on my lip, bargaining with myself. How long could one more orgasm take? Especially when it was only myself I had to worry about. It had been months since I’d felt myself fully inside someone, unusual for me but my own fault. Lucas was coming along nicely but it would still be some time before he could take me. I had otherwise been too… Distracted… To pursue other relationships, other releases.

Groaning in frustration and pleasure, I came to a decision as I pushed my growing member deep inside Judy’s body. I would simply sleep this way. I lay myself down against her back, gently rolling to the side as I pulled her limp body with me.

With pleasure drunk fingers I caressed the thin, stylish collar around her neck, a new accessory. She had abandoned her last collar when she had left. While I still had the original, I felt the new style suited her better. It was a more stylish expression of my desire to keep her. Far too strong willed for her own good, Judy had only put it on after I reassured her that it held no connotations of ownership. At least until we were able to talk further. Letting it slip from my fingers, I reached for the clasp cinching the ball gag between her teeth, and undid it, gently plucking it from between her lips. It drew along a string of saliva, connecting it to the corner of her lips before I flung it over the edge of the bed. I hitched up tight against her, feeling her ass press firmly against my pelvis as I reached up to massage her no doubt aching jaw. She was half asleep but still managed to stir under my ministrations, mewling pleasantly. A flutter of contented happiness bubbled through my chest and I smiled.

As a final touch, I plucked a tub of chapstick from the bedside stand, applied a generous application to my lips, and kissed her. Sighing as I let myself begin to relax, I pulled her tight against me, her back mashing against my breasts as I nestled my head in the crook of her neck. A faint aroma of sweat, leather, and frangipani filled my senses as I left gentle kisses up and down her sweet, pleasure slicked skin. “I love you.” I whispered, nibbling her earlobe as I cuddled up against her.

A mumbled, incoherent rumbled in her chest as she wiggled in my arms, getting more comfortable. She pressed her ass harder against my cock, finding a hidden inch that settled inside and made me weak with pleasure. I wrapped my arms around her, kissing the back of her neck. It was perfect, the way she filled the space between my chest and arms as I wrapped them about her. My hands traced the creases of her body, working and massaging the tight muscles I could reach with a gentle touch.

But soon they grew heavy, my eyelids not far after. As my hands fell limply to the bed, I fell asleep with her in my arms, my earlier frustrations gone. I was simply happy to have her home.

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Judy:

Something woke me. A quiet noise. A soft voice. The faint click of a door latch catching on its plate. The room was dark but something was different. Like the shadow of a presence disturbing the night, an unseen watcher. I opened my eyes as consciousness came to me slowly, aware of… something. That space between my shoulder blades tingled the way it does when someone’s eyes are on me. But more immediately, I was aware of Sandra’s arms wrapped around me, one hand gently but firmly cupping my breast. Typical. I covered her hand, settling her grasping fingers lower on my body as I worked myself up on my elbow. Shifting forwards, I nearly groaned aloud as I felt her shaft flex hard and deep inside me, suddenly aware that she’d fallen asleep before uncorking herself from me.

“Well, that’s gonna be messy…” I murmured. Carefully shifting Sandra’s arm off my body and slowly disengaging from her embrace, I slid myself gradually off her member. I had to clamp a hand to my mouth when the sensation caused her to buck in her sleep, jabbing my guts with several hard thrusts as her hand clutched at my hip. I could nearly feel the crown of her cock scraping my insides as I pulled away, grunting as the tip finally popped free from my canal. My free hand flew to my rear as I felt a gush of slimy, wet, cum dribble from my gaping hole.

“God you just wreck me…” I whispered, looking back at Sandra still sleeping peacefully. The sheet I’d thrown back had mostly uncovered her still hard cock, now glistening with our combined juices in the moonlight. She shivered so I pulled the sheet back into place, my eyes lingering on her beautiful phallus outlined under the white satin. Exercising restraint, mostly because I knew I’d wake her if I started anything, I sat up and pushed myself from the bed nearly collapsing to the floor when my legs protested my use of them. I was still sore and weak from Sandra’s attentions but I put my feet under me and made my way to the bathroom, managing to make it there with careful steps and a supporting hand on the wall.

Still feeling like I was being watched, glanced up and down the hall, finally flicking the lights on as I entered the big, tiled room. Blinking against the bright light invading my eyes, I padded over to the huge, walk-in shower, the tile was warm under my feet. I passed the commode, instead stepping straight into the shower, and turned the knobs to hot. I flinched under the cold spray as the multitude of shower jets kicked on around the ceiling and walls of the stall, but only for a moment. Sandra’s on demand heater quickly kicked in, sending hot water flowing out to soak my aching muscles. I removed my hand then, pulling it back as my fingers splayed open between my cheeks, letting Sandra spill from my guts in a river of mostly clear cum. We must have been asleep for a while… The hot liquid gushed out between my fingers, running down my legs to pool in a viscus puddle between my feet. The sight sent shivers down my spine…

“E-Excuse me…”

Caught by surprise, I jumped a mile in the air. My heels slipped on the wet tiles as I spun towards the sound, and I fell. Lucky for me, Sandra had built a large wooden bench into the shower, one used more for fucking than sitting, and I came down hard on the cold, rough planks. My juicy ass made a wet splat as I landed, feet splayed out in front of me. What a show for the man now staring at my naked body…

Adrenaline pumping, I braced my hands against the edge of the bench and pulled myself up straight. “FUCK… Do you always sneak up on people in the shower? Fucking perv…” I looked up at the man standing next to the vanity, and frowned, “I’ve never seen you before… Who the fuck are you?” I winced slightly as my brash manner came out unfiltered. On one hand, Sandra had taught me better. On the other hand, a strange man had just shown up in the shower, scared me half to death, and was now staring at the cum pooling between my legs… I think he deserved it. “Eyes are up here bud.” I said, flicking my fingers at my face. Heat slammed into his cheeks like a fireball and his eyes fell to the ground so fast you’d think I was a Gorgon.

Returning the favor, I let my eyes rove over his tall, lanky body. He was shirtless, toned, impressive really, in a gangly sort of way, but nothing compared to Sandra. His hair was a mussed wavy mess of sandy locks, his blue eyes the kind that pierced you like bright, blue ice. He had an attractive stubble around his cheeks and chin with bald patches below the hollow of each cheek. The thing that got my attention the most though, was the mass of flesh at the front of his boxers, bulging out from under clutching hands. It looked huge on his thin frame. Even if he wasn’t a grower, I was still impressed…

“Don’t you talk? I asked you a question.” Licking my lips, I brought my attention back to his panicked features. He gulped audibly. If I’d held any fear for the man before, it was gone now. I hadn’t been that frightened to begin with and Alejandro was here besides. He’d die before he let an intruder into the home. No, this man, this… Boy… He had to be one of Sandra’s.

“I-I’m a friend of Seño… Sandra.” He swallowed hard, looking like he was about to pass out and piss his pants at the same time the way he was clutching his junk. But I’d caught the word before he bit it off.

Señora…

“Señora huh?” The urge to play with him was too great. I chuckled as a knowing grin tugged at my lips. When his eyes flicked quickly to mine before landing back on the floor, I knew I’d hit the target.

“One of her pets?” I guessed and his cheeks flush darker in answer, “I see…”

I leaned back against the wall behind the bench, hissing as my back spread out against the cold tiles, and pulled my heels up to the edge of my seat. I spread my legs, running my hands up and down my thighs invitingly. I could feel Sandra’s pleasure drooling from my stretched ring to drip down my crack, probably falling to the ground in big, wet, drops. I coughed for his attention, satisfaction running through me as he looked up, eyes suddenly wide as saucers as they glued themselves to mess between my legs.

“You like what you see?” I asked, lightly spanking the bright red button sitting raw atop my lips. I grinned wolfishly as I saw him harden through his thin boxers. “Come on, don’t be shy… Pick a hole, big boy.” I said with a teasing wiggle, “You could have sloppy seconds here,” My fingers dipped down inside my worn asshole, tender but still willing to take more, “Or would you rather put your cream filling in here?” I spread my lips wide as I rocked a finger over my swollen nub.

“I… I…” He stuttered, lips working as his Adams apple bobbed with every hard swallow, “I have to… Pee!”

“Toilets right ther-” I stopped dead as he let out a whimper, his gaze dropping back to the floor. His cheeks stained wine red as a large wet spot formed around the shaft in his hand, quickly followed by a dirty, yellow trickle that ran down his legs in thick rivulets. “So that just happened.”

Shocking? Not really. More surprising than anything. My feet plunked against the tiles as they slid from the bench. One of the things I loved about Sandra’s bathroom was the fact that the whole thing was waterproof with in-floor heating. Fuck walking around on cold tile. I just wish she’d done the walls too. Pushing off the bench, I walked carefully to him, avoiding the puddle slowly working its way to one of the drains off to the side of the wall.

“I… I-I-I-”

“Shh…” I interrupted. His face was bright red. Even his chest. I’d never seen someone blush so badly before. It almost looked like he had a rash and I swear I could feel the heat radiating from him as I drew near. “It’s fine. There’s a drain.” I pointed but his eyes didn’t follow, “Come with me.” I pulled him with me back into the shower, struggling to push his surprisingly beefy body under the many streams of hot water.

“What’s your name anyway?” I asked as I knelt down and tried to remove his hands from his junk.

“Lucas” He whispered so low I wasn’t sure I’d heard him properly.

“Lucas?” He nodded, “I’m Judy. I haven’t heard about you yet… You must be new.” His hands came forwards instinctively as I hooked my thumbs in his waistband, and pulled. Soiled boxers hanging on his hips with his bush peeking over the top, I stopped and tsked. Taking his hands in mine as I put them back where I left them with a hard jerk I went back for the boxers. They slid down his legs and I gasped as his hard cock sprung up out out the elastic and slapped me full on across the face “Fuck…!” He was… Lucas was big.

“Sorry…” His hands twitched but stayed put, “Yeah… Five months.” He confirmed.

I tore my eyes away from the yummy, thick and veiny sausage just inches from my lips long enough to glance at him. “I see. And are-”

“Two weeks, three days…” He continued, in a whisper.

I paused and looked up at his blotchy face. “You got it bad huh?” Head tilted, I gave him a lopsided smile, holding his gaze with mine as pulled his cock up between my lips, and sucked it inside.

“Fuah!” He throbbed in my grip as I pulled off him like a lollipop, “What’s the matter?” His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head… “Doesn’t Sandra do this for you?” I asked as I kissed his angry, purple crown.

“N-No! Oh gods…!” Feet planted, Lucas fell against the wall, catching himself on his forearms. I could see him struggle against the pleasure as he tried to keep his eyes open and fixed on that spot where his body disappeared between my lips. I bobbed, grinning as he groaned again, hips bucking as his tip smashed against the back of my throat. I gagged, once, twice, then he slipped down the back, right passed my windpipe. My throat bulged, straining against the collar I’d forgotten Sandra had put around my neck.

“Oh shit… Oh shit!” I smiled around his cock as I slavered my tongue across his big, fat balls. I was guessing Sandra didn’t let him do this to her. Come to think of it… I wondered if Sandra had ever deepthroated anything in her life… “Judy… JUDY! I’m, I’m coming!” Already? What the hell was Sandra teaching this boy?

“Mmm!” I managed around his shaft as I pushed my face against his body, chin tucked between his balls. The last few inches of his shaft disappeared down my throat as his curly bush tickled my nose. That had to be my least favorite part of stuffing dick in my mouth but I wanted him to remember this moment forever.

“FUCK!” He screamed, fists balled as his knees started to buckle.

I wrapped my arms around his thighs, holding him up as his cock throbbed across my tongue and pulsed down my throat. My lungs were starting to burn but his hot, sticky seed was still painting my insides white and I’d be damned if I wasn’t going to be the benchmark for every deepthroat he had after me.

“Judy! Judy Please! I can’t… No more!” My tongue flexed one last time, running up under the base of his cock as I pulled off of him, milking the last of the seed from his tip with the stroke.

He fell from my mouth with a POP! As I pulled away, lips smacking. filling my lungs with a shuddering gasp, I grinned up at him, biting my lip in anticipation as I scooped a bit of him that had dribbled down my chin back between my lips. It hadn’t escaped my notice that he was still hard, still willing and still bouncing with every throbbing beat of his heart.

“Round two big boy?” I wetted my lips as I rose to my feet and pulled him against me, sucking his tongue and soul from his body. If he tasted himself on my tongue he didn’t seem to mind. I guess Sandra was teaching him something…

The shower rained down around us as I rose up on my tippy toes, till his cock swung up between my lips. “Bend down a bit, You’re to tall!” I gasped, breaking our lip to lip connection long enough to utter my command.

Without a word, his feet slid wide, bracing against the stall curb and the corner of the shower. I slid back, his length splitting open my lips till I could feel the tip of him fall against my opening. Rolling my hips forwards, I caught him at just the right angle and sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth as I slowly slid myself around him. At least I was going to slowly slide down. Lucas had other plans…

“Oh my gods…” He whispered, lurching forwards till my back pressed against the wall. The cold pulled a shocked gasp from my lips while his cock bottoming out against my cervix made me grunt in pain.

“F-Fuck! S-Slow down tiger! You’re big and, I’m not!” Shit was I out of practice… That’s what I got for loving it in my rear so much, I’d completely forgotten to care for the front. It didn’t help Lucas was pulling up in second place on my scale of biggest cocks I’d fucked. The stretch alone was enough to send me over the edge.

“Sorry. Ungh… I’m Sorry…” His body was still against me, but inside, he was throbbing, the tip of him kissing my isthmus. I looked up into his eyes as I sought better footing and found them fixed on the ground once again.

“Hey…” I poked, reaching up to turn his cheek, “I’m not Sandra. ‘Kay? But… If you’re gonna pound my pussy raw, you better look me in the fucking eye while you do it.” Heat rose along his collar, “Got it?”

“Yes, Senora, I mean… Judy” He shook his head, confusion and lust twisting up all over his face.

“Hmm… How about, Mistress?” I pushed off the wall, wincing as I found room for another inch of his thick cock in inside me.

“M-Mistress!” He groaned, muscles shuddering.

“Mmm yeah. I could get used to this…” I trailed the tip of my tongue across my lips as I considered the male specimen before me. Well, inside me. He had physical stamina, but how long could he last? “Ok, Lucas.” Holding him tight, I leaned in to his ear, breasts mashing against his chest as my nipples slid across his slick, hairy pecks, “Let’s fuck…”

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“What do we have here?” Oh shit…

“Ah… Caught red handed.” I grinned up at Lucas only to see his face fall and true fear light up behind his eyes. “Hey, It’s fine,” I kissed his nose, “I’ll handle it.” I whispered, as I stepped back and Lucas slid out. He’d been soaking inside me, slowly softening as the two of us enjoyed the afterglow of our synced orgasm. Shit that boy could pump… Sliding out from between Lucas and the wall, I turned to Sandra. To say she was an intimidating figure was an understatement. Hard lines everywhere and thick veins on her legs, arms and cock. She had a Semi though, and I suddenly wondered if I could spin this in my favor. I cupped my sex and gathered our mutual release as I stepped up to her. Heads shorter I put on my best winning smile and tried to stare her down.

I offered my hand, “Want some?” The slap across my face took me by surprise. Suddenly finding myself sitting on the ground, ears ringing from the harsh report of skin hitting skin, I pulled my dignity together and looked her defiantly in the eye. “I’ll take that as no.” Not wanting to waste what hadn’t spilled and suddenly feeling like pissing her off as much as I could, I stuffed my fingers in my mouth and sucked. Sandra’s lip curled.

“You are done.” She jabbed a finger in my direction and I resisted the urge to flip her off. “And you…” She turned to Lucas, “I will deal with you in the morning.” Resting an elbow on her crossed arm, Sandra rubbed the space between her eyes with her middle finger in frustration. “It is late. Go to bed. NOW”

And that was it.

I watched as Sandra slowly turned and left the bathroom. I gave Lucas a guilty smile, more of a grimace really, and tucked my knees up against my chest. I could feel his seed leaking from between my lips, mingling with what was left of Sandra’s as it ran down my worn ass. I could tell she was pissed. The slap though… That was new. I’d gotten in some pretty heated ‘conversations’ with her before but she’d never struck me. Whatever that had accomplished for her, I was sure I was still going to get punished. Lucas too probably. But as I came down from my orgasmic high, muscles like jelly after so many releases, I could honestly sit there and say…

“Worth it.” I turned to look at Lucas with a big, shit eating grin. He was still hard, bless him. Though he didn’t smile back, I got up and pulled him deeper into the shower with me. “I think we have time for one more…” I whispered, laying back on the fuck bench as I pulled him against me. I took his lips in mine, teasing him with my tongue. He resisted at first, but I egged him on, rubbing a knee up between his legs to persuade him. What a submissive boy Sandra had found… His flagging erection grew hard against my thigh and I quickly pulled him back between my legs, wincing in pain as he found my entrance and jabbed my core with his big stick.

“Slow down babe, you need some lube…” My crooked smile softened my words as I reached between us, gathered his release with my hand, and pulled it up with crooked fingers to smear across his shaft. “Ok… You can, OH FUCK!” Submissive and eager… If I had to guess, and based on the fact this was his round three, Sandra hadn’t been taking care of him like she should. I felt a sudden ache in my chest for him. Unsure of the last time Lucas had been in the position to take what pleasure he wanted, unsure when Sandra had deemed it a necessity to his care to make sure he came, I threw my legs around his back, locked my ankles and angled myself for optimal entry. “Make it fast babe, don’t worry about me.” I silenced any protest he might fabricate with my hand on the back of his head keeping my lips tight against his. Our moans echoed in the stall as his hips started thrusting. “That’s it babe, that’s it. Fuck me, oh fuck me! Fuck me hard!”

…

I was on my back, eyes closed, breathing heavy. My ears were ringing and droplets of water from the shower were lukewarm against my face as they plucked at my consciousness.

“Fuck…” I croaked. Had I passed out? I pulled myself to a sitting position, cradling my head in my hands for a moment.

“I have had ENOUGH of this!” Sandra’s booming voice brought me back to my body as my attention locked in on the hulking form of hers. She towered over Lucas near the door to the bathroom. He wasn’t small but next to Sandra? She had a way of making things appear as toys. Lucas’ ass flexed as I finally tuned in, catching the tail end of her tirade, “I hope you enjoyed that orgasm because it is the last one you will have for the foreseeable future!” orgasms… I held back correcting her as I chuckled in sympathy. That was a rough punishment.

“And you! I haven’t forgotten about you…” My eyes snapped to hers, if sluggishly.

“Hi Mom.” I waved stupidly but I was very, very, pleasure drunk. I snickered as Lucas’s head whipped back and forth between us, eyes wide and jaw slack. “Guess that was a secret…” I grimaced in mock guilt and giggled again, only stopping when Sandra’s eyes narrowed in dire warning. I knew that look. It was the look that said I’d found the edge of her tolerance for my bullshit.

“Sorry… Senora.” I offered, raising a hand as my head fell to my shoulder. It was very heavy. Come to think of it… If I didn’t get out of this shower soon, I might just fall asleep where I sat…

“This is for you. Until I say otherwise.” I blinked as I looked up at Sandra, throwing my arms up to shield myself as she threw something large and black at me. But nothing hit. Nothing except the plunk of something heavy hitting the tiled floor. I cracked an eye as I lowered my hands, watching the back of Sandra leaving the room with Lucas in front, her hand around the back of his neck. I didn’t envy him the morning…

“That was… wild…” I sighed, my eyes finally coming to rest on the thing Sandra had thrown me.

“Ah shit…”

A plug.

A BIG plug…

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