'Someone' Special [ 8 / 15 ] 4.5K words
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Brenda burned with envy. She wanted the creamy cum currently sliding down Amy's throat, and she felt like she deserved at least some of it since she'd put so much work into pleasuring Alan's cock. But the fact that she didn't get any of it somehow only increased her desire for Alan and his cum.
Brenda had to make do with what she could. She wanted to at least be part of the action in some way, and since she was sitting near where Alan stood, she was able to reach forward and fondle Amy's ass while lovingly stroking Alan's arm with her other hand. She thought, That's it, Amy! Swallow it all! Swallow your master's cum! You're a good, obedient, big-titted sex pet, just like me! Just like me! Like US! Oh GOD! So many of us! That's so fuckin' HOT! I think I'm gonna cum again!
Oh Amy, if I could be in your shoes, and feel his pearly goo sliding down to my tummy! To taste his seed on my tongue! HNGGG! Oh, it's too much!
Between the cock squirting in her mouth and Brenda's fervent caresses, Amy had an amazing orgasm.
Alan too was so overwhelmed that he nearly lost consciousness. His orgasm was so intense that he saw a great white flash, even though his eyes were closed. He collapsed back to the sofa, but since Susan was sitting in his spot, he wound up sitting in her lap.
Brenda squeezed Susan's hand. She whispered, "Lucky you!"
Susan happily wrapped her arms around Alan and kissed the back of his neck. She whispered back, "I am lucky. So very, very lucky to have this sweet boy. And he came! Isn't that exciting?"
Brenda replied, "It IS! Oh, Jesus! Too exciting for words! It seems like we've been working up toward this all evening and it finally happened. I felt chills run down my spine when I saw the gulping motions on Amy's neck!"
"Me too! So hot! Just think of the millions of wiggling spermies in her stomach right now!" Despite Alan being on her lap, Susan was able to briefly wrap an arm around Brenda, pull her in close, and French kiss her.
This time, Brenda kissed back with a torrid passion. She felt like she was part of a great victory with all the other women in the room, since they'd worked together to make Alan have a powerful climax.
After blanking out for a few seconds, Alan slowly came to, and eventually looked around. Brenda was just pulling away, and that probably was what caused him to stir. He was surprised to find himself on Susan's lap with her arms wrapped around his mid-torso, but it felt comfy so he saw no need to move. Everyone's orgasms were done by now.
Amy was still kneeling in front of him, looking up at his face. She was panting with her tongue hanging out and a silly expression on her face, just like a dumb but loyal dog (though he knew now that she was anything but dumb). She'd taken his boner so deep that there was no cum on her face.
He was suddenly struck by her remarkable body. Man, that outfit really pushes her boobs out. That puts her in the Suzanne-Susan zone, and maybe even Brenda-esque. Has she been having a growth spurt lately? That must be what it is, and just in the past few weeks. It would be just my luck - everything is going my way lately. And that ass. What a wonderful big ass! I can't see it from here, but I know it's there! He snickered silently.
Brenda reached out, patted Amy's head and stroked her long hair, again just as if she were a pet. Even doing that sent chills down her spine, because it made her feel as if she was a pet as well.
She even said to Amy, "Good pet. Good pet. You get an extra biscuit for making our master so happy. Do you like that, getting an extra biscuit?" Her eyes were wild and she looked as if she'd partially lost her mind.
Amy wagged her tongue and nodded her head like a housebroken, trained pet. She made more meowing noises. It was a fun game for her, being a sexy cat. But for Brenda it was much more than a game.
Katherine was sitting in a nearby chair, recovering after frigging herself to a nice climax. She looked at Alan gawking in amazement and tried to wow him a little bit further. She said to Amy, "Look. Our lover is awake again. How do you thank him for all of that wonderful cum he just gave you?"
She happened to glance at Brenda, and saw her with a similar dazed gaze. So she said, "Wait. Just a sec. Brenda, why don't you field that question? How should Amy thank Alan for allowing her to suck out all that sweet cum?"
Brenda was confused as to what to say. But she thought on her feet. What does Alan want? Master, I mean. What does MASTER want? Why, I'm sure he wants complete obedience from his women. From US! Can I be so bold as to include myself in that group? God, the thought's making me gush and tingle all over again!
She said, "Amy, show him how excited serving his cock gets you. Show him how ready ALL of your holes are to be filled, anytime. And then clean him up properly."
Amy considered that for some moments. Then she got up and bent over at an obscene angle, putting her ass on display. That was a good choice, because Alan liked her big, wide ass a lot. It also showed how much pussy juice dripped down onto her striped stockings.
She spoke teasingly as she wiggled her ass back and forth. "Gosh, I don't know. Is this what you mean?"
From Amy's high heels to her "tail" still sticking out of her asshole, the sight was simply too much for Alan to handle. He was newly flaccid, but somehow he felt he would accidentally shoot his load just the same.
He felt literally dizzy from the vision of Amy's big naked butt and her leaking pussy, not to mention the way Brenda and Susan were on either side of him and clinging to him like he was a superstar. The sheer sexuality and power of the situation was putting him on the verge of passing out again. He needed to drink something or close his eyes.
Knowing that Amy waited for a response, it was all he could do to mutter, "Good, Aims. Very good."
After that, Amy got back down on her knees and got busy licking Alan's penis and balls clean.
Susan was very impressed that Amy was doing that. She'd worked hard to institute the post-orgasmic cleaning tradition, and she was pleased to see the others were picking up on it. She proudly noted to Brenda, "See what Amy is doing? We never leave Tiger's cock or balls a cummy mess. That would be rude. No, we lovingly lick them clean. It's so much more than cleaning. I like to think of it as a way to give him a special thank you for fucking my mouth again, when he has so many to choose from."
Brenda knew that already, of course. She'd even cleaned him earlier in the evening. But hearing it stated excited her so much that the room seemed to sway and spin. She loved the level of dedication and obedience that it symbolized. She asked, "How do you do it?"
"Oh, it's easy," Susan replied. "First, you start with his balls. When Tiger is flaccid, I like to concentrate on his balls, since he can still feel a lot of pleasure there. I gently hold them in my hands and then carefully lap every last inch-"
Brenda interrupted, "No, I know that, of course. You told me all about it, more than once. I mean, how do you do it? You know, living here, dealing with all this arousal and joy every single day? I think it would kill me!"
Susan chuckled. "Oh, that. Don't worry. You'll feel a certain constant soreness in your pussy from always cumming so much, and my jaw is usually sore too, for obvious reasons." She winked knowingly. "But, like I said, you'll get used to it."
Brenda could relate. She felt a strange feeling in her pussy that she'd never felt before. She correctly guessed it was that "cumming so much" slight soreness. Her jaw was hurting too. But she enjoyed the discomfort because it symbolized her becoming accepted as one of his helpers.
Alan was as relieved as anyone when Susan, who had waited until Amy was finished with her "cleaning," announced that the fashion show had come to its end. He felt grateful, because he simply couldn't take any more stimulation. He was already at his limit, both mentally and physically.
There were groans of frustration from the other ladies, but those didn't last long because everyone was so thoroughly satiated.
He kissed Amy, Suzanne, Katherine, Susan, and Brenda long goodbyes. All of them were nude, or nearly so, and he was able to get in a lot of fun fondling too. Since they were all standing around him, he often fondled one woman while kissing another.
Had everyone not been tired and sexually satiated, he probably would have been there a long time. However, the fact that he was flaccid and again wearing his shirt and pants helped bring the party to an end.
After he broke away and took a few steps towards the stairs, he turned around and bowed. "Thank you, ladies. You were wonderful. I'm not worthy of all this love and attention. This was a truly great evening that I think I'll probably remember forever."
Amy said happily, "Our second official fashion show!"
Grinning from ear to ear, he nodded. "Let's hope it won't be our last. Perhaps we should make it a Sunday night tradition, although it's going to be surreal going from this paradise tonight to blah old school tomorrow. And Brenda, consider yourself invited to the next fashion show."
Brenda beamed. YES! My "hard to get" plan failed, but I must have done something right. At the moment there's nothing more important to me than becoming a member of this group. My master's harem, if you will! I may not be one of his sex pets yet, officially speaking, except in my own mind. Unfortunately, I don't think he took that as seriously as I did. Besides, I don't fully deserve it yet. As Susan has told me, my big tits and sexy body is just my foot in the door. Proving that I'm worthy of that title won't be easy, I'm sure. But I know what I want, and I'm determined to get it! Master!
She was right that he was largely oblivious to how she really felt. In his defense, he'd felt such prolonged and intense pleasure all evening long that he hadn't thought much about anything else at all.
He started to stagger off to take a cold shower.
Susan called out, "Tiger, I'll be up there in a minute to give you your goodnight kiss and tuck-in."
He stopped on the stairs and looked down. "Sorry, Mom. I have a feeling I'm gonna be out like a light as soon as my head hits the pillow. I'm crashing, big time."
"Oh, poo! Well, let me tuck you in now then." She hurried up the stairs after him, still wearing just her high heels.
As he made his way up the stairs, he thought, That was great. Brenda. Wow! She really IS like a human sex pet. It's crazy! What a perfect evening. The only bummer is that I didn't get a double blowjob from Mom and Aunt Suzy. But there's always tomorrow.
Speaking of which, I'm going to pay tomorrow for having too much fun tonight. I didn't do a lick of homework all weekend, and I've got important tests tomorrow! I'm fucked. I was supposed to study right when the fashion show started, but how could I possibly turn that down? It's like there's some kind of magic in this house that keeps the sex on a constant boil setting. But this school week is going to be brutal, trying to play catch up. Dang.
Things kind of got out of control today, between the way everyone is practically worshipping the ground I walk on and the way they're all calling themselves sex pets and sluts and God knows what else. That's not right. It's fun to play games for a little while, like when Amy was pretending that she was a pet and I was her master, but I wouldn't want her to act like that all the time. No way! I should have said something to make my feelings clear to everyone, but I'm such a wimp.
Tomorrow. I'll have more resolve tomorrow. Today is all over. What a weekend!
Susan caught up with him. When he slid an arm around her and fondled her bare ass cheeks, she purred with pleasure. She thought, Brenda may have the biggest boobs, and it turns out she's pretty good at cocksucking and titfucking. It's clear that she belongs with us. But I'm still Tiger's favorite big-titted mommy! She'll never be able to touch that.
He was lost in his own thoughts. Today was supposed to be my "recovery weekend." What a joke that turned out to be. Still, I did get a ton of sleep, so I'm caught up on that at least.
Susan managed to mold her naked body into his side as they walked. She cooed, "Tiger, you were magnificent tonight, just magnificent!"
He muttered, "Why? All I did was sit there and get my dick stroked and sucked while I enjoyed all the sexy dancing and sashaying around and whatnot."
"Yes, but you do that so very, very well!"
He laughed.
Even though Alan figured he was done for the night, the other women weren't quite finished with each other. Getting a group like this to break up and go home was no easy task, now that there were so many "farewell" rituals to observe. The other women were all especially keen to make sure Brenda had her proper goodbyes.
Suzanne watched with amusement as Brenda put on her clothes to leave, including her overcoat. Then she said, "Brenda, strip naked. It's time for the rest of your goodbye kisses, and personally, I want to kiss you in the nude."
Brenda reluctantly took her clothes off again, even as she sputtered, "You know, I don't like this lesbian stuff." She thought back to a matter of minutes before, when she was happily petting Amy's pussy. She also remembered the kisses she'd shared with Susan earlier, as well as the way she'd fondled her boobs. She hoped the others had forgotten about those things.
"You don't have to enjoy the kiss then," Suzanne replied. "I know I will, though." She leaned in and aggressively kissed Brenda on the mouth.
Suzanne loved that she had unlimited and unimpeded access to Brenda's naked body, and she made full use of that fact. She groped at Brenda's immense tits with both hands for many long minutes while they kissed. If she wasn't fondling them, she liked to rub her own bare rack into them.
Although Brenda made some protesting moans at first, in fact, she was still so horny that she kissed back with a passion. Over the course of the evening, all of her willpower was obliterated. She was ready for just about anything.
Their kissing and petting went on so long that they were still at it when Susan came back downstairs. (She'd placed her naked body on top of Alan's while he was in his bed and tenderly made out with him for a few minutes until he'd fallen asleep.)
Amy and Katherine had grown bored watching the two curvy MILFs kiss, so they were busy having their own goodbye kiss with each other.
When Suzanne was finally done with Brenda, she mostly disengaged. While still groping her tits, she said to her, "Amy may have been the pet tonight, but you're the one who's been broken. That one spanking Alan gave you broke your resistance, and now you'll do anything we say, won't you?"
Brenda mutely nodded in shameful admission of the truth. Then she blurted out, "Shit, is it that obvious?"
Suzanne replied, "It is. It doesn't take an expert judge of character to see that something snapped inside of you tonight. 'I am Alan's sex pet.' Saying that out loud in front of everyone meant a lot to you, didn't it?"
Brenda groaned with frustration at that lusty reminder. "Oh no! Don't even say that or I'll go crazy. Was I that obvious?"
Suzanne grinned. "Kind of. But don't worry, you're in good hands with us."
Brenda made a loud moan that was a combination of defeat and great lust.
Susan said happily to her, "Tiger broke you and tamed you with his big cock!"
Brenda moaned again. He did, and she knows it! I AM his sex pet! I was trying to hide my taming but she knows! What a relief. Now I don't have to keep it a secret from her! There's so much we can discuss about living our lives dedicated to serving his cock! Although, sadly, I suppose the time isn't ripe yet to reveal all that to my master.
Katherine giggled. Then she had to explain to Brenda, "Mom always goes on and on about Alan taming busty and beautiful women with his cock, and tonight she was actually right. You made her whole week. She's gonna crow about this for days."
Amy was now hugging Brenda from behind, because she'd been impressed with Brenda's incredible curvy body just like everyone else and she wanted to explore it some more. Soon she had a wetted finger plunging in and out of Brenda's anus while Suzanne continued to pull at Brenda's tits.
Brenda was floating on some never-ending nirvana of sexual ecstasy. She was dazed and dreamy, and just let all the others play with her any way they wanted. Oh God! Oh Lord! I'm helpless! Just a helpless sex toy, born and bred to serve my master and all of his lovers!
Seeing how pliable Brenda was, Katherine poked into her slit with two probing fingers, and asked, "You're Alan's big-titted sex pet, aren't you? You're already hopelessly addicted to his cock, aren't you, you shameless little fuck slut!"
"I am," Brenda whispered in awe. She wasn't just saying that as some kind of sexually arousing game; she really meant it. It's like she's reading my mind. That just proves that it's true! I'm Alan's big-titted sex pet! The dream has become real!
Admitting her subservience seemed to excite Brenda further, and she had yet another orgasm as she stood. She loved everything that happened so much that she was already dreading having to leave shortly.
Suzanne then passed Brenda off to Katherine, and Katherine played with her remarkable body for a little while. However, Suzanne continued to kiss her and lick her face.
Then Suzanne was replaced by Susan, so Suzanne went to find someone else to kiss.
And so it went round and round, a standing lesbian orgy in all but name. Brenda was passed around like a living sex doll, with some of the women kissing and handling her multiple times.
Brenda repeatedly protested her treatment, saying things like, "For the last time, I am NOT a lesbian!" and "Quit playing with my tits, they belong to Alan!" and "Please don't treat me like a slut. It feels too good!" But the wide smile on her face betrayed her true feelings.
Susan said to her as she hugged her while lightly fondling her clit, "Don't worry, Brenda. I've been where you are right now. You think you're in a hothouse of sex. The smell of cum and wet pussy is so thick that you can't breathe. All you can think about is Tiger's big fat cock. The temptation to stroke and suck it is just too much to take, even when he's not around. You don't really want to make out with other women; you want to be solely focused on your all-important task of keeping his cock hot and throbbing with pleasure. But you're so aroused that you'll kiss anyone. And then you're bothered by how good all that kissing feels."
Brenda came out of her sex fog with wide-eyed amazement. "Exactly! Those are my exact feelings, word for word! It's like EVERYONE here can read my mind."
Susan smiled in sympathy, even as she had two fingers in Brenda's slit stimulating her G-spot. "Hey, I've been there. But don't worry, everything's gonna be all right. The pleasure you had tonight? That's just the beginning. It gets even better."
"No way! That's completely impossible!" Brenda's eyes still bugged out in wonder.
Suzanne happened to be groping Brenda from behind. She chimed in, "It's true. I've been there too, and I know you're thinking it's simply not humanly possible to feel MORE pleasure. But it is! You'll see."
Brenda still didn't entirely believe that, but a part of her dared to hope that it could be true. "Oh God! Lord have mercy!"
Susan thought she was literally referring to the Lord. "Don't worry; God fully approves." She kept rubbing Brenda's G-spot. "Can you feel what I'm doing to you there?"
"Are you kidding me?! I feel like I'm gonna simply DIE from too much pleasure, all over again!"
Susan calmly continued, "That's a special part of a woman's body that makes you feel really good. We all have one. God wouldn't have made our bodies this way if he didn't want us to feel this much pleasure. He even approves of our lifestyle. Earlier today, Suzanne brought up something that you'd mentioned to me once, that King Solomon alone had 300 concubines/ Solomon had the favor of the Lord, which means harems are God-approved! How would you like to be one of Alan's many, many, MANY concubines?"
Brenda shrieked as another orgasm hit her like a truck. Susan's probing fingers had brought her close, but it was the "many, many, MANY concubines" that pushed her over the edge.
Amy was feeling sleepy, so she went home early while the others were still busy with their "goodbye kisses."
Brenda had every orifice thoroughly explored and had many more orgasms before she was finally allowed to put her overcoat on again a full half hour after the goodbyes had begun.
As Brenda sat in her car, still trying to come down off her prolonged emotional, erotic high, she tried to take stock of what just happened.
I've been having these submissive fantasies for years, but now it's finally happened. I've lusted after Alan so much, but I never got to touch him much until tonight. And boy did I get to touch him! I've crossed over to the other side. Am I really his sex pet now?! Whatever happened in there tonight, I want more. A LOT more!
The problem is, it's not up to me. Alan is my master whether he admits it or not. He decides everything! I don't know what I am or what I'll become. What am I to him? Some mindless fuck toy he'll quickly tire of? I'm not even one of his official personal cocksuckers yet, as far as I know. Dare I dream of becoming one of his sex pets too, for real? His highest-prized sex slave, even?! Shit, that's so fucking HOT!
I'll do whatever it takes to be accepted into this magical house of sex and love. I've never felt so alive! I've never cum so hard or so often! To think that he broke me and tamed me completely with just a spanking and some cocksucking. Well, admittedly, a LOT of cocksucking and some fantastic titfucking too! I can't even begin to imagine the heights of pleasure I'll reach when he penetrates my pussy - nay, my very soul! - with that big throbbing monster snake of his! Good God!
It took a very long time before Brenda could calm down enough to drive home.
