By Dan57 From an idea by Mary
Charles and Margaret deepen their bonding
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Charles and Andrew in a simultaneous gesture had taken their cocks in their hands. The girls may have been extremely polite; their caresses would have made a eunuch get hard! The two girls slowly stripped completely naked each other, taking care to keep their moves extremely slow and sexy, wantonly teasing their mates and sharing love kisses with their friend each time they could. Charles and Andrew were seeing the point of no return when they would disgrace themselves in front of their mates. But Margaret and Sara saw the urgency of their men's desperate situation and they, in a common move, lay side to side on the table on the terrace, offering silently their bodies to the lust of Charles and Andrew. They had just the time to impale the two girls on their raging cocks with a sigh of satisfaction : they would certainly have been unable to postpone their ejaculation any longer!
It was the starting moment of a wild display of the two men's sexual energy. Charles and Andrew tried to outrival each other. When they were so totally exhausted as that they could not obtain any reaction from their cocks, they just sat down and let Sara and Margaret play together. The competition changed completely as they both tried just to get maximum pleasure without trying to win on their mate but Sara decided to add some spice to it. She offered Margaret to receive their mates bareback and limit the use of condoms to sexual relations with other people like Francis. Margaret pointed out that she had never been able to have a baby with Francis, despite numerous attempts! Thus eliminating her husband from the pool of potential fathers wouldn't change anything!
Sara was undeterred! She pointed out that her friend Emily who had been in the same situation as Margaret divorced after a fifteen-year marriage as her husband wanted absolutely an offspring and Emily picked up a new mate. She was dumbfounded when she missed her next period and even more surprised when she found she was expecting a baby, apparently, her ovaries always worked perfectly and the problem came just from her former husband! Emily had phoned the poor fellow to tell him that SHE was not barren as she now expected a baby. So, the truth was that HE was impotent! He could have just told her to pick a stud in the street but he had wanted to debase her. After this clash, the husband had never accepted to speak to Emily again but she was now expecting another baby from her new mate she will marry next summer! She was so happy that she didn't care about the gossips for a very pregnant bride!
Sara and Margaret were now frequent customers for the new shop of sexy lingerie. It was named quite appropriately: " So sensual". Sara preferred satin undies while Margaret was quite fond of laces and ribbons. Margaret would model their new acquisitions for Charles with often quite sizable and pleasurable results. Often Charles would also fuck Sara afterward then the two girls would take Charles' car to show their undies also to Andrew. Sara would probably get fucked a second time there, then it would be Margaret's turn if Andrew had some strength left but it was no problem : Charles and Andrew were not the jealous type. They never considered they owned their mates : they just wanted the first opportunity to breed them! It didn't really matter whether Charles or Edward actually did the job!
No wonder with such a purchase politic that the collection of bras in Margaret's closet had grown considerably from what she had when she arrived at Charles' mansion : 3 vs. 24 and still growing fast at the rate of two or three outfits each week? Margaret would never have thought she would enjoy so much living with someone very wealthy. She could now change her undies several times a day and choose colours assorted to her dress in the morning, for dinner and for an evening at a dance hall or an intimate party in a cabaret. Charles had added many kinky items that had been completely absent from Margaret's cupboards ; slit panties, cup less bras, hour glass corsets and suspender belts she had now aplenty in all colours : lavender, red, black: were among the commonest examples but she had relatively few white pieces.
Margaret considered white clothes of any kind rather virginal or marital and that was not a colour for her! She would perhaps appear with a white bra with Francis but certainly not with Charles or Andrew. Accordingly she had gotten rid of her tights and replaced them with stockings, not the stay up type but attached to her suspender belt or to a garter. She had adopted the motto of a French mode designer : he made dresses and skirts not to enhance a girl's beauty but to give their mates, the wish to take them off. Charles and Andrew were now experts at stripping a girl from any clothes and they continued their training assiduously! Once they were at the theatre for a formal performance, they suddenly had the strange idea to strip her out of her undies. She had to help them not to attract undue attention. She lifted her bottom from her seat to allow Charles to take off her knickers. Then she pushed her tits forward to allow Edward to remove her bra and Sara inserted a finger into her pussy and wiggled it playfully until she cummed in her chair. She had known she would leave a telltale-wet patch on the cushion on her seat but she just hoped that someone would be turned on when he or she would discover it!
So this evening, she was at her new home, alone, waiting for the return of Charles who had gone to the movies with Andrew and Sara. Margaret had been ordered to stay at home to her utter dismay. She had known this was a test; a test of her obedience, of her submission to Charles' orders and she hated and relished together being submitted to such tests... it was even worse when she imagined Sara being mauled, caressed, explored and used in Charles' car and enjoying every minute of it while she had been left stewing in her juice in a deserted house.
Margaret had used her time exploring her wardrobe for something suitable for the present occasion, something Charles would not have seen her into and she had found in the deeper recesses of her cupboard this long pleated dress that buttoned back and front with very small pearly buttons that would be very long to unbutton unless Charles would decide to rip it open to have direct access to her body. Margaret felt excited by Charles occasional and quite measured fit of brutality : it showed that he was a master, her beloved Master, her undisputed Owner and someday he would own her in front of Francis who she now saw as a complete sissy : she giggled with the idea of her husband wearing a frilly dress or a nightie in this house that was marked with the imprint of Charles' very virile presence.
Margaret had voluntarily kept the signs of her presence to the minimum, limiting them to neat piles of clothes, a lush display of Charles' club ties and leather belts. She had played with the idea that Charles would use one to punish her bottom if she teased him too far. He was certainly not the brutal type, more like the sentimental lover for her. She had sometimes played with the idea she would someday receive him on the dinner table naked with just manacles, a collar and a leash and dare him to punish her for some imaginary misdemeanour, to prove his superiority on her! Charles was incredibly gentle and caring for her but in reaction, she sometimes dreamed of being crudely manhandled and publicly used by her lover, even just once!
She heard a car in the alley leading to the dark house. Margaret had extinguished the lights and waited for Charles' return in the dark. She was scared out of her mind it would be someone else like Francis! Yet her pussy was clenching like a nutcracker in anticipation of the return of her lover and their friends. She had left a saucer on the table and she hastily lapped at it like a cat. She sighed softly as the water brought some moisture to her parched tongue and flew down her throat. Someone opened the door that creaked in. He switched on the light and she nearly fainted when she recognized Charles!
Her master had returned at last and she screamed in joy as she jumped into his arms. She remembered the day Francis had left for Bath after just dropping a peck on her cheek. Her reaction to the return of Charles was far more filled with lust. She felt a flow of moisture drenching her pussy in anticipation of their hours of lovemaking and other games.... Sara followed him with Andrew at her side. He had a hand under her dress, negligently caressing her bum and Margaret felt a pang of jealousy as she thought that Charles had maybe made a stop in the nearby forest to double team Sara with Andrew. Margaret couldn't wait for their interest to turn toward her neglected body!
Sara and Andrew were smiling toward Charles and had stopped to watch him dealing with Margaret who yearned for her lover's attention. He watched her outfit. She had chosen six inches plateau shoes that made her significantly taller and slenderer. He whistled appreciatively:
- You look even prettier than this morning. I wonder how I could have left you alone here for such a long time!
That was exactly how she felt but her sorrow melted away when she felt his hand on the small of her back and he cooed in her ear : "- Princess, my Princess!". It was sufficient for her to forget the long lonely hours she had spent waiting for him. The warmth in his voice and the pressure of his hands on her tummy sent shivers down her spine and she just emitted a few droplets of pee that soiled the table.
- God! You had never been able not to pee in front of your Master when he uses you!
Margaret knew that she deserved a punishment for this infraction! He looked at her with these marvellous hazel green eyes in which she would drown happily and they stared at her knowingly. She stayed on her four as she tuned her face impishly toward him :
- If you think I need a punishment, Master, make it short and stinging if you want but I need you deep inside me!
Margaret had known that speaking of her need would make the subsequent punishment sterner but more rewarding for her. He took her collar and her leash on the stand and attached them to her neck. Then he drew her toward the table. He forced her to lick her pee from the table! Then he opened her dress from the neck down and forced her to wipe the traces of wetness on the table with her breasts. He made her lick her tits until she had removed all the crumbles on it. It was awfully humiliating but she loved such a demeaning treatment and Charles knew it!
Then her Master positioned Margaret at the edge of the table. She knew what he intended to do to her. He removed her knickers and bunched her dress around her hips. With a savage thrust, he then skewered her pussy to the hilt. She screamed in ecstasy. Charles humped forward and it felt as if she had a signpost in her twat. She felt completely full and she relished the feeling.
