Up Erin's Asshole 03 (750 Words)

Author's Note:

It's probably cheating to keep writing more 750-word episodes in the same sequence. After all, the point is to see if you can tell a reasonably complete and meaningful story in that space, and if you keep extending the space, you're not really keeping with the spirit of the game. But fuck it. I really like these people I've created, and I like seeing what else I can do with them.

I woke up blearily, dimly registering that I was on Mel's couch where I had spent the remainder of the night, and I was aware of a pleasant, warm, wet sensation on my cock.

I fought for clarity, and saw Erin kneeling beside the couch, her hands cuffed behind her back and her mouth encircling my cock. She was still naked, and her breasts were dangling as she bent over to suck me. I felt an agile tongue exploring my cockhole, and I was instantly erect.

Behind her I could see Mel with a big smile on his face as he watched Erin take my now-hard cock slowly down her throat until she could kiss my balls. She began rocking forward and back to take my cock down her throat and then pull back to snatch a breath. It was certainly an excellent way to wake up, and I began thrusting back to meet her deep dives on my cock. It wasn't long before another orgasm built up and erupted into her mouth. She expertly caught almost all of it and swallowed, missing only a little dribble out of the corner of her lips.

I motioned her back down to me and licked the dribble off her face. Then I sat up and began to piece together the previous afternoon and evening.

I remembered being invited to fuck Erin in the ass, and watching Mel wank off and spray semen all over Erin's bum as soon as I pulled out of it. We both went out to the main room and sat to wait for our bodies to recover, leaving Erin still cuffed to the bondage bench with jizz leaking out of her asshole and drying on her cheeks.

When we'd recovered, Mel and I went back for more. We spit-roasted her, Mel fucking her pussy, and me taking off her gag and face-fucking her. Then Mel unfastened her from the bench and hooked her cuffs together behind her back, and we all staggered upstairs. Erin curled up at Mel's feet in the position I'd always seen her in - although this was the first time I'd seen her do it naked - and Mel and I went on to whisky, our card game forgotten. Mel held his glass to Erin's lips for her to take a sip from time to time, and reached down to give her breasts a sensuous squeeze.

I said, "Mel, I always knew that you and Erin had a sub-dom relationship, but I never realized how elaborately you played those games."

"May I speak, Master?" said Erin.

"Go ahead."

"This is the first time Master has invited anyone to join us in our games. I wasn't sure at first, but now I know it's the finishing touch to a great evening. And you're a great asshole jockey."

"We're not finished," growled Mel. "Lie back and spread."

Erin did, and we each had another turn up her cunt. Judging by the orgasmic moans and squeals, Erin had as much fun as we did. Then the whisky got to me and I passed out on the couch.

So there I was the next morning - or, once I managed to focus on the clock, early afternoon. "Thanks for lending me this woman, Mel. She's magnificent. I hope one day I can find a sub like her."

Erin and I sat on the couch and I messed with her gorgeous tits again. Then Mel called from the kitchen, "Anyone for breakfast?" Erin went to the kitchen and curled up at Mel's feet, still cuffed, and Mel fed her bites of pancakes and bacon from his plate.

Once we were finished, Mel barked, "Hey, Slave. Suck off my buddy again. He looks like he could use another one."

Erin obediently shuffled over to me on her knees, opened her mouth, and took my cock far down her throat. Now that I was properly awake, I could admire her technique. She took me down far enough to kiss my balls, held there for fifteen or twenty seconds and massaged my cock with her throat muscles, and then pulled back for a quick gasp of air before she went down again. It wasn't long before I shot another load into her mouth, and this time she managed to swallow it all.

I found my clothes and got ready to leave. As I turned to go, I said, "Thanks, Mel. That was a once-in-a-lifetime experience."

"Come again soon," said Mel.

"Same here," said Erin, smiling.