This is the continuing story of my training to be a better man at serving women. It began when I allowed myself to step over the line as a late 30s college professor and become seduced by a sexy Coed almost half my age named Amanda or Mandy for short. She is about 5 feet tall compared to my 6 foot, she wears blonde pigtails all the time sometimes braided and sometimes just tied with a rubber band. She looks sweet and innocent except for her big, luscious tits which she always pretends to be unaware of but always makes an extra effort to show them off (you can read all about that in one of my other stories). I allowed her to use her Big bOObs to seduce me for the sake of pure pleasure and ended up on my knees in desperation, begging to be her titty slave. She flashed that sinister smile of hers which said, "I'm going to enjoy bringing you to the edge of human endurance with the need to cum, orgasm and release."
She was more than happy to train me over a series of months to develop an addiction to worshipping, adoring and yearning for her beautiful round, soft, but firm bOObies. In time she moved from being a girlfriend to a Princess to a Brat Princess. That is a special type of girl who likes to tease men and enjoys their erotic desperation. Good for her and bad for us... well, not really. We seek it. She radiates it, we respond, it is all magnetic. It is really the best kind of paradox of good-bad and pleasure-pain, if you know what I mean.
After she gave me a titty fetish, we started on an exciting new fetish which was always there in the back of my mind as the elusive mountain I could never climb. I'm talking about Pussy Mistress training. That went on for a while and became another all-consuming passion fetish. At that time, I realized I wasn't her only pet but part of a stable of others who were willing to submit to her erotic sensuality for their own pleasure and joy.
And so, after my initiation into the group which was another wonderful story, I was prepared to take this next step. I was instructed to not cum for 2 weeks then set aside the weekend and wait for my next teacher to show up.
I am just hanging out at home in a pair of shorts, sandals and T-shirt. I forgot to mention that Princess Mandy locked my cock in a chastity cage behind pink panties and it has now been two weeks since my last orgasmic release so I am pretty horny and fantasizing a lot about the amazing sexual escapades I've experienced this year. But now, after two weeks of yearning, I imagine Amandas delicious body, radiant, full and glorious. Her curves and bulges inspire my erotic fantasies. I am more than in love with her - I adore her. That means a part of who I am, my sense of self and identity is somehow merged with her beauty which controls my erotic fantasies.
Suddenly there is a knock at the door.
To my surprise there appears 2 young women, girls really. I'd say maybe 19 or 20 just out of high school or in first year college.
"Can I help you two ladies with something, or are you lost?"
They look at each other, giggle, then look at a business card and ask, "So are you Bobby? " while the other one pops a loud bubble gum bubble.
"uh, yes" I say confused, "and, ah, who are you?"
More giggling between them then, "We are your new teachers. Princess Mandy sent us." They push me aside and forcefully enter as I quickly feel my panty covered cock cage twitch beneath my shorts and release a drip wet spot in front.
I take a breath to notice how they are dressed. Alice is a pure, innocent-looking 5 foot tall beautiful girl but with serious piercing blue eyes and platinum blonde straight hair that falls just above her shoulders, thin lips with bright red color, and wearing a tight wife-beater T-shirt that says PIT - Princess in Training. ("Ugh," I think, "that means she is here to practice tease and denial. I wonder if the other girl is one of her students?")
Her shirt molds tightly over her firm round and high on the chest bulging C cup breasts with deep cleavage. The thin Tshirt does not hide the black bra underneath which hints at her dark side. Of course, she is also wearing the traditional schoolgirl red plaid mini skirt that falls just below her thighs. She has pink knee socks and sneakers to match.
Yummy yummy... my cock twitches in its cage.
Keisha is, I am not sure, maybe part black or Asian or Spanish, it is hard to tell because her skin is light brown, almost like she has a permanent tan. She has long wavy dark hair that goes to her mid back. Her almond shaped eyes are alluring with dark eyebrows. She looks mysterious.
Her wide leather belt with a brass buckle is holding her tucked-in crew neck, large billowy light grey Tshirt. As she walks her loose, no bra, big boobies bounce and now I see the effect she is trying for. Both girls are hot, sexy and devastating for a guy like me who has been trained with a Titty Fetish. Alice's black bra is straining to hold her Big bOObies stretching the Tshirt. Keisha's slightest move sends a shimmer across the shirt. Gentle but clear pokes of her nipples are present. There is a hypnotic bounce as she moves. My cock pulses and immediately tries to get hard in its cage. But a drip comes instead. I am horny. Too aroused for this. I shudder at what is to come (ME! I hope.)
Keisha's outfit finishes off with tight black boots that come to below her knee out of which comes some white hose or stockings that come to a red Garter belt that reaches beneath that same school girl plaid miniskirt.
Suddenly I am both aroused and a little fearful as a wave of lust sweeps over me, weakens my knees, as I move into a swoon of arousal and yearning. My reverie is cut short as the two girls come beside me - one on each side. They each grab one of my hands, interlacing our fingers
"OHHHHhhhh," I moan outloud. Their other hand goes under my arm as they kinda hold me up with force and move closer to me which causes my upper arms to become nestled between their warm bOObies which adds to my dizzy lust. I can smell their perfume.
"Oh My God" I whisper as my body shivers. I recognize that special perfume scent Princess Mandy used for Pussy Mistress training. It evokes an addictive sense of familiarity, and sensuality and takes my erotic lust up 10 levels. My mouth waters, I lick my lips, I think I can smell arousal in the room.
They are close enough that I can feel the heat of their faces close to my head and their breath on my neck. Suddenly there's a hand on my chest moving in a slow circle and another one on my back slowly going up and down.
"We came over to play" whispers Alice, on my right, "Would you like to play with us bOOby?" she coos then licks my neck causing my whole body to shudder.