Larry's Birthday

As he left the bathroom, Larry began to put his shorts back on, but changed his mind, and tossed them in the laundry hamper. Why should he wear his shorts, when almost everyone else was walking around buck-naked? He strode out into the hallway, trying not to look self-conscious in his nakedness with so many people around. He soon found that he needn't have worried. Everyone was naked.

Before he had taken two steps outside the bathroom, a small warm hand had taken firm hold of his dick. He looked up in surprise to see a pair of sparkling green eyes that were attached to a beautiful blonde with the most outstanding set of tits he had seen yet.

"Where ya goin' so fast, Birthday Boy?" She asked in a soft, seductive voice.

"I was looking for you, Beautiful," Larry said, playing the game.

"Looks like you found me," she said, teasing his cock with her fingertips. "Now, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to stop," Larry said, massaging one massive tit.

"Oh, goody," she said, clapping her hands together like a child. "Are you going to fuck me in my ass? I really like to be fucked in my ass."

"Anything you want, Darling," Larry said. He couldn't believe his luck. That was one thing that Becky could never allow him to do. She hated anal sex, but it was his favorite.

"First we have to ask permission," she told him. She took him by the hand and led him down the stairs to his basement. She tapped lightly on the door and was answered by a harsh woman's voice commanding her to enter. When he realized what was happening, Larry felt his cock stiffen in anticipation. He was going to get into a dominant woman scene.

Larry looked away from Candy's bouncing tits long enough to focus on the makeshift dungeon. The first thing he saw was Becky lying across the pool table, having her cunt lapped by a well-hung black man. The difference in the color of their skin was a sharp contrast to Larry's eyes. It really surprised him. Becky had never shown an interest in black men. Then he noticed the guy's muscles, and understood the attraction. Becky had always gotten more turned on by a well-muscled body than by a cock's size.

"Candy, what have you got?" The harsh woman's voice interrupted his musings. Larry looked toward the sound of her voice, and was shocked to find that it was his best friend's wife, Jill.

"It's the Birthday Boy, Mistress. He wants to fuck me in my asshole," Candy answered in her little baby voice.

"I don't want to disappoint you, Candy, but he will have to earn that privilege," Jill announced. "Well, Birthday Boy, what have you got to say for yourself?"

"I would like to fuck her in the ass," Larry answered, not knowing what was expected from him. He received a sharp whack on his bare ass for that statement. He sucked in his breath, surprised at the pain he felt. Strangely, the tingle of pain on his butt increased his desire.

"Your desires are not important here, slave. What matters is what I desire for you to do."

"I'll go for that," Larry agreed. "What do you want me to do?" He received another sting from the whip at his question.

"You will address your mistress with the proper tone of respect," he was told by the large, overbearing man wielding the whip. "Every question will be answered with 'yes, Mistress', or 'no, Mistress'."

"Do you understand your instructions?" Jill asked.

"Yes, Mistress," Larry replied meekly.

"Very good, slave. You are a fast learner."

"Thank you," Larry said with a grin. He received another stroke from the whip.

"Maybe not as fast as I thought," Jill amended. "Becky, what do you suggest we do with your birthday boy?"

"He really likes fucking assholes, Mistress," Becky gasped out. She was in the throes of orgasm. Larry watched, fascinated, as she writhed on the pool table.

"He won't be fucking any assholes here until he earns that privilege," Jill stated. "Andrew," she called out softly. The man raised his head from Becky's pussy, causing her to moan softly at the withdrawal. "You are doing a very good job, but I think that Becky requires the service of your giant cock now."

"Yes, Mistress!" Andrew eagerly replied.

"Wait!" Jill cried. Andrew froze in the act of helping Becky off of the pool table. "I want you to fuck her right there, where she lays. Pull her ass up on the edge, and fuck her there. Pound into her as hard as you can."

Andrew pulled Becky roughly toward him, planting her ass firmly on the edge of the table. He lifted her legs and put her ankles on his shoulders. He rubbed the head of his cock around her pussy lips first, then thrust into her so forcefully that her head thumped on the table. She cried out in ecstasy.

Andrew lived up to the command to pound into her. His powerful strokes drove his cock to the hilt in her throbbing pussy. His strong hands on her hips held her body in position, and he buried his face under her hair. From the way she was moaning and arching her back, Larry could tell that Andrew was nibbling on her neck. Her neck was one of the most sensitive places on her body. The sensation of having her neck sucked on and nibbled at while she was being fucked drove her wild. Becky began to cum almost immediately. She moaned, and cried out while tossing her head around.

When Andrew could hold off no longer, he increased the pace of his thrusting. Becky cried out, and when he thrust into her that one last time, when he shot his wad, she screamed in the agony of pleasure he had given her. Andrew weakly thrust a few more times before collapsing over her on the table. "That was adequate, but I know you can do better. Perhaps if I allow you a second chance, you can top that lackluster performance," Jill admonished them. "Crawl to the corner, and remain on your knees until I call on you again."

"Yes, Mistress," they replied in unison, both gasping for breath. Andrew slowly helped Becky off the pool table. They both crawled weakly to the indicated corner.

"Well, Larry, did you enjoy the show?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"What was that Becky said, that you like to fuck brownie holes?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"How much do you like it?"

"It's my favorite way to fuck," Larry said. He received a resounding whack with the whip for forgetting the mistress part. "Mistress," he added belatedly.

"Good," Jill looked satisfied. "I know just the asshole that needs to be fucked. Maybe if you do a good job with this one, I will let you fuck Candy's. Would you like that, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good. Candy, why don't you come over here and sit at my feet for a while?" Jill pointed at a large pillow at her feet.

"Yes, Mistress." Candy crawled across the room and settled in comfortably at Jill's feet. "Larry, take up your position on this mat." Jill indicated the exercise mat placed in the center of the floor, in sort of a spotlight position.

"Yes, Mistress." Larry obediently crawled to the center of the mat. He remained on his knees, awaiting further instructions. "Alex, your presence is required on the mat."

Larry was surprised at this turn of events. He hadn't expected anyone at this party to be involved with that kind of kinky sex. But, he wasn't unwilling. Alex turned out to be quite good looking, with a tight ass.

"Jill, this is going a little too far," Alex protested.

"I won't force you, Alex. You can always back out, and leave the room," Jill told him.

"But, I want to fuck Candy!" He protested.

"Then, you must earn that pleasure, by first pleasing me. If you can't bring yourself to do what I ask, then you will have to leave."

"Since I don't want to leave before I fuck Candy, I'll go along with this," Alex said sullenly.

"Then get into position, before you get punished," Jill snapped.

"Yes, Mistress," Alex said meekly, getting on all fours in front of Larry.

"Doesn't he have a nice ass, Larry?" Jill asked.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Are you all hot to fuck it?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"That's too bad. It's not going to happen that way," Jill said wickedly. "Stand up, Alex, and face Larry."

"Isn't this interesting?" Jill asked. "What do you suppose I want you to do, Larry?"

"Suck his cock, Mistress."

"That's right. You need to make his cock all nice and hard, so he can fuck you in the ass."

"What?" Larry was totally shocked.

"You're surprised, aren't you?"

"Yes, Mistress." Actually, Larry was intrigued. He had experimented once, in his high school days, with sex with a gay friend. He had always wished he had gone further with that experiment.

"Would you like to fuck Larry's ass, Alex?"

"I guess so, Mistress." Alex didn't seem too eager, but if he wanted to fuck Candy, then he had to cooperate.

"Larry, we're waiting for you. I don't like to be kept waiting."

"Yes, Mistress." Larry gingerly wrapped his fingers around Alex's limp cock. He lowered his mouth, and nibbled on the head of it before plunging his mouth down. He flicked his tongue over the surface, just like Becky always did to him. He sucked the entire thing into his mouth. He felt Alex's cock begin to swell. Larry scraped his teeth along the length of it as he withdrew his mouth. He licked all over Alex's blue veined rod, and pulled his curly pubic hair with his lips.

Larry licked all over his hairy balls, sucking vigorously on each one. Cupping his balls with his hand, Larry moved back up Alex's shaft. He sucked the head into his mouth.

"Men always want women to put the whole thing in their mouth. Let's see if you are as good as a woman, Larry," Jill said. "Suck that hard cock down your throat," she ordered.

Larry slowly worked his mouth over Alex's now hard cock. He gained a new respect for Becky, as he had to fight to keep from gagging. He stopped, holding Alex's cock still in his mouth, and allowed his throat to relax, and that made it easier. He was able to go completely up and down on Alex's shaft a few times. Alex was really enjoying himself, pumping his cock into Larry's mouth.

"That's enough," Jill said. "We don't want Alex to shoot off prematurely." Alex blushed as she said that, realizing just how close he had gotten to shooting his wad into Larry's mouth. "Candy, prepare the slaves."

Candy fetched a jar of petroleum jelly and lubricated Alex's cock tantalizingly. Her hot little hand played with his cock, making him hard and ready. Next she took a big glob on her fingers and massaged Larry's asshole. She slowly inserted a finger into his opening, and worked it in and out. She thrust her finger into him. She added another finger, and he moaned in pleasure. When she removed her fingers, Larry's asshole spasmed as if looking for them.

"Mistress, they are prepared," Candy announced, in that seductive baby voice. She returned to her place at Jill's feet. Jill reached down and patted her on the head.

"Good. Now, Alex, I want you to fuck him good. I want to hear him begging for more. Show him what it feels like to be fucked up the ass."

"Yes, Mistress." Alex reached out for Larry's hips to pull him back onto his dick, when he felt the sting of the whip.

"You do not begin until you have permission," the whip wielder said.

"Before you put your cock in his ass, I want you to smack him on the cheeks with your hand. Make his ass turn red," Jill ordered.

"Yes, Mistress." Alex smacked Larry's ass with his right hand. He was rewarded with a faint outline of his hand on Larry's butt.

"Harder," Jill ordered. "It will take all night to make his ass red with smacks like that."

"Yes, Mistress." Alex switched to his left hand, so that he would have more strength. Being left-handed, he found that he was a little weak with his right. He smacked Larry harder, and his hand print rose redly onto the soft flesh of Larry's ass. He smacked the other side, and it gained a matching handprint. He continued to smack Larry's ass, and with each stroke, Larry moaned.

"That's good, Alex," Jill said, when Larry's ass was completely red. "You may fuck him now. But remember, you better fuck him good, or else you will be punished."

"Yes, Mistress," Alex said. He grasped Larry's hips tightly in his hands, and slowly inched his cock into his ass. Larry heard Alex groan as he entered and could swear that it was a moan of pleasure. Maybe his protests at first had just been a token, to show the onlookers that he was doing this not totally willingly.

As Alex felt Larry's asshole opening for his cock, he increased his pressure until he felt his shaft slip in to the hilt. Slowly he began to stroke, keeping the pace slow and even to give Larry time to adjust to it. When he felt Larry moving with the rhythm, he increased the speed.

Larry put his head down on the floor and reached his hands back to grab Alex's ass. He pulled it closer, and used his control to increase the speed even more. Alex felt Larry's asshole contracting around his dick, and causing his own passion to mount. He increased the speed yet again, until they were fucking at an unbelievable speed.

"Faster," Larry begged. "It feels so good. Fuck me harder!" Alex pounded his cock into his ass with the speed of a freight train. Larry moaned in pleasure. "Yes, oh yes! Fuck me hard."

"Alex tried to hold back his orgasm, but the tightness of Larry's asshole, combined with his enthusiasm was just too much. He shot his wad deep into Larry, falling over his back at the same time.

"I'm sure you could have done better. I don't know if that performance is enough to earn the right to fuck Candy. You can wait against the wall while I decide.

"Yes, Mistress," Alex replied. Larry received a swat from the whip for his slowness in answering.

"Yes, Mistress," he panted. They both crawled across the floor and knelt against the wall.

"Candy, I have another slave that I want you to bring us," Jill said, playing with Candy's beautiful hair.

"Please, Mistress," Candy begged. "Let me be fucked now."

"Candy, none of the slaves have earned the privilege of fucking your beautiful ass yet." Larry sighed in disappointment when he heard this.

"But I'm so hot, Mistress. I don't think I can wait any longer." Candy looked up at Jill with a pleading expression on her face. She drew little circles with her finger around Jill's nipple. "Please, Mistress?"

"Oh, very well," Jill relented. "Alex, you look like you are totally worn out. I will allow you to rest a while longer, while you go fetch someone for me. Come here and let me tell you who." She whispered something in his ear, and he got a big, shit-eating grin on his face. "Go, and don't come back without him." Alex quickly left the room. "Becky, I think Candy requires your services."

"No Mistress, please not me," Becky begged. Larry knew that she did not like this kind of sex. She always wanted to fast-forward through the lesbian scenes in the porno movies.

"Yes Becky, you."

"But, I don't like girl-girl sex, Mistress," Becky continued to protest.

"Becky, you have the same option that everyone else has. I'm not here to hurt anyone, or to force anyone to do anything that they really don't want to do. You sat there and watched your husband fuck another man. Don't you think that it's fair to let him watch you fuck another woman?"

"I guess so," Becky said softly.

"Larry, wouldn't you like to see your beautiful wife fuck Candy?" Jill asked.

"Oh, yes, Mistress," Larry said eagerly. "Well Becky, unless you find the idea totally revolting, in which case you are free to leave, then get to it. Candy really needs some relief," Jill said. "Look at the poor girl. She is so horny that she is playing with her own pussy."

"Yes, Mistress." Becky slowly approached Candy. Larry found himself watching with excitement. He hadn't realized how much it would turn him on to watch Becky with another woman.

"Please Becky," Candy begged. "Make me cum real good."

"I'll try, but I can't promise anything," Becky said. "I've never done this before."

"You never know, you might like it," Jill stated. She was watching as intently as Larry was.

Becky turned Candy over onto her back and gently massaged her massive tits. She seemed to take a few deep breaths before taking one large nipple into her mouth. She sucked hungrily on it before moving on to the other. She slowly worked her way down Candy's body, leaving a trail of wetness where her tongue had caressed. Candy squealed in delight, arching her back and flinching away when Becky's tongue found ticklish spots. Becky held her firmly in place and paid more attention to those spots. Candy seemed to get more excited as Becky licked her body. She was attempting to thrash all over the floor, but Becky held her down.

Becky slowly approached Candy's cunt. Candy was wiggling with anticipation. Her hands in Becky's hair attempted to push her down faster, but she refused to be rushed. Becky swatted Candy's hands away, and resumed her slow perusal of Candy's body. She nibbled on the sensitive skin in the hollow between her pubic mound and her hip. Candy squirmed under her. Becky teased her a little bit longer before moving to her cunt. Before burying her face, she looked up beseechingly at Jill.

"Go ahead Becky," Jill encouraged. "You are doing fine, and you might like it."

She gently licked at Candy's cunt, before sucking her clit into her mouth. Candy arched her back in sweet agony as Becky sucked on her cunt. Becky slid her hand underneath and inserted a finger into Candy's opening, pumping with it as if she had a tiny cock. When she added another finger Candy began to raise her hips to meet Becky's hand.

The door opened and Larry was surprised to see his best friend, and Jill's husband, walk in. Roger was followed closely by Alex. They stopped just inside the door, to take in the sight of Becky lapping Candy's cunt.

"Well, Roger, it's so good to see you," Jill said. Becky looked up at hearing Roger's name. "Please continue, Becky," Jill ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," Becky said, lowering her mouth and sucking in Candy's protruding clit.

"What's going on?" Roger asked. "Alex said that he had something special to show me." He didn't take his eyes off the two women in the center of the room.

"And we do," Jill said. "We have decided to ask you to join our little party."

"Sure, I'd love to."

"I'm glad to hear that," Jill said with a wicked smile. "First you must learn the rules. Get on your knees, slave."

"What?" Roger was confused. He received a quick whack of the whip for his slowness to act. "Ouch!" He turned and glared at Toby.

"When the Mistress gives an order, you will obey immediately," Toby informed him with a sly grin.

"So, that's the game," Roger said. "I'll play along." He fell to his knees.

"I have a feeling that you are going to be a slow learner," Jill said. "Do you like watching Becky eat out Candy's pussy?"

"I sure do," Roger said eagerly. He jumped at another sting across his bare ass. "What was that for?" "You will answer all questions from the Mistress with 'yes, Mistress', or 'no, Mistress'," Toby informed him. "Yes, Mistress."

"Good, but instead of watching, why don't you give her a hand? She seems to need it."

"All right!" Roger crawled on all fours toward the two women writhing on the floor, only to be brought up short by the crack of the whip against his backside. "Ouch, stop that!" He glared at Jill. "You know I'm not into pain."

"Follow the rules and you won't feel any pain," Jill told him. "Isn't that right, Larry?"

"Yes, Mistress," Larry said with a smile. Roger finally noticed that Larry was in the room. He glared at him.

"I've changed my mind, Roger. You are still too new at the game. You must learn to obey your Mistress before you can have a pleasure such as this. Alex, you may give Becky some help."

"Yes, Mistress." Alex dropped to all fours and crawled to Candy's side. He took her huge tits in both hands, and began massaging them.