"Any time! Happy to be here!"
"The sluts are upstairs, and I'd like you to wait a bit before coming up. So help yourself to something to drink -- there's beer in the fridge and hard liquor in that cabinet. Our guest of honor is coming at 8, and I'm saving you for a surprise, so try to stay out of sight until I text you to come up. OK?"
Jerome seems a bit puzzled at my mention of a "guest of honor", but clearly decides I must know what I'm talking about. "Sounds good, boss. OK if I take my beer in there and watch the game on that big-ass TV?" He indicates my study, which is off behind the kitchen, out of sight of the front door.
I tell him, "Sure," and head back upstairs to check on the sluts. I find them dressed in the outfits I laid out for them -- Elaine in black patent heels, black back-seam stockings, and a black bustier with a shelf bra that extends her massive tits horizontally nearly six inches, Melva in nothing but a purple garterbelt, purple back-seam stockings and purple satin heels, an outfit intended to maximize the amount of bare skin available for whatever use I might require. Completing both outfits are leather wrist and ankle cuffs. The sluts are applying their makeup -- bright red lipstick, heavy eye shadow with glitter, and long, fake eyelashes. I admire their handiwork -- they've really gotten good at creating just the slutty look I love.
"OK. Enough primping. Bitch, get up on the bed, on your back, arms and legs spread." She hastens to do so. Once she is spread-eagled, I clip the chains that are attached to the four corners of my bed to her cuffs, then tighten the chains so that she is barely able to move. I complete the tableaux with a blindfold and a ball gag. "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere," I say to the bound, blindfolded, gagged slut. "And you, Cunt, I want you on your knees with your hands behind your back, in front of my chair." Elaine obediently assumes the required position as I exit the room and go downstairs.
I barely have time to pour myself a scotch and check in on Jerome and his game (the Nationals are winning!) when the doorbell rings. I love it when my women are punctual!
"Hey, beautiful! So good to see you! Thanks for coming!" Paula is dressed in a silky red, low-cut wrap-around sort of thing that shows off her gorgeous tits and round, sexy ass. Her hair is in an upswept do held up with a ruby-studded comb (and I'm guessing they are real rubies). She is wearing red lipstick that matches her dress and eye shadow that shades from dark red at her mascaraed lashes to a light pinkish tone below her eyebrows -- heavy enough to be sexy, but not slutty. God, this woman was a find!
"I could barely wait to see you! And I wouldn't miss this 'show' you promised! Here, I brought a little something to get us started." In ogling her body, I had completely missed the fact that she was holding a bottle of something in a festive foil bag. I take it as I lean forward, put my other arm around her and, pulling her up against me, give her a deep kiss.
I escort Paula in, and removing the cold bottle from its bag, find myself holding a 2008 Dom Perignon limited edition champagne. "Mmmm... I think we'd better drink this right away, before it passes its prime!", I say with mock concern. Paula giggles as I gather up two champagne glasses and fill a bucket with ice, then motion for her to lead the way upstairs.
Three or four steps ahead of me, she turns and says over her shoulder, "You just want to follow me so you can look at my ass!"
"I am NOT looking at your ass! I'm looking up your skirt!" More giggles.
We enter the bedroom. Elaine is still in her place, hands behind her back in front of my chair. Melva is quietly waiting, bound spread-eagled on the bed, blindfolded, not knowing what to expect. Good sluts. I set up the ice bucket on a side table and pour two flutes of champagne, then sit in my chair and pull Paula down onto my knee, one arm around her waist, the other hand holding a champagne flute. She looks down at Elaine and smiles.
"My, my. I see the show has already started!"
"The show is on pause, waiting for you, my dear."
I clink my champagne flute to Paula's and we each take a sip of the delicious nectar. "Paula, you've met Cunt. Cunt, how about showing Paula what a horny slut you are. Do you want to cum?"
"Oh, god, yes!! You've been teasing me all day with that infernal device, but you never let me cum! Please, please may I cum?? Can I have your cock?"
"No, you may not have my cock -- how rude would that be, to fuck you in front of my guest? But you may cum on your fingers if you wish." Without further protestations, Elaine's hand flies to her crotch and her fingers begin stroking her cuntlips and clit. Soon, she is pumping two fingers in and out of her hole, making loud, squishy sounds that testify to how wet she is. As her excitation builds, her hips begin bucking and her breath comes faster and faster...
"Aaaahhhhh... Oh, god... AAAAAHHHHHGGGGG!!!" She slams her fingers deep into her cunt as her back arches and her head falls back as the tremors pass through her body. One last jerk of her hips and she collapses back onto her heels. "Oh, my god... I needed that so much!!"
I reach forward and grab her by the hair as I unzip my pants and pull out my semi-hard cock. "Suck it, Cunt." Elaine bends forward and takes my rod in her mouth. She takes in the head, rolls her tongue around it, and begins bobbing up and down in her patented lick-and-swallow cocksucking motion.
As Elaine sucks my cock, my hands move up to Paula's tits, squeezing and pulling at her nipples. A heavy sigh escapes her lips, then she leans back to kiss me, her tongue searching out mine. My hands slip inside her dress. As I had hoped and expected, no bra stands between my fingers and her soft tits and erect nipples.
"I think we need to lose this dress, beautiful and sexy as it is." Paula stands, undoes the sash at her waist, and drops the dress to the floor. She smiles and stands before me in a red waist cincher, garterbelt, and red stockings, hands raised above her head, awaiting my approval. No panties. She pulls the comb out of her hair and gently shakes her head, so that her auburn tresses fall in soft waves to her shoulders. Her emerald green eyes look down at me lustfully. My gaze falls to her flat belly and long, shapely legs. I motion for her to turn around so that I can look at her sexy ass and then again at the bare mound of her cunt. God, what a goddess! I reach out and take her naked hips in my hands and pull her back down onto my knee. Our lips meet again for a deep kiss, my fingers pulling on her rock-hard nipples. One hand slips down to her shaven crotch. She spreads her legs to allow access to her moistening cunt.
"Oh, god, that's good! Yes, right there! Oh, god, rub my clit!" As always, I am more than willing to oblige a horny woman. She gasps as my finger massages her erect clit. "Oh, yes.. oh, god, your fingers feel so good... right there!" I slip one finger, and then two, into her wet cunt, continuing to massage her clit with my thumb. Paula moans as she looks down and watches Elaine suck my hard cock and lick my balls. "Oh, god... ohhh...ah, ah, AH!... Oh, yes! Yes, yes, YESSSSSS! AHHHHHHH... OHHHH... AAAAAAGGGHHHH! OH, GOD, I'M CUMMMMINNNNGG!!!" Her back arches, her body goes rigid and begins to shake uncontrollably as her orgasm courses through her body. Her hips jerk forward against my hand, then fall back. Her head falls forward and her breath comes in ragged gasps. "Oh, god... I've wanted that since you invited me over!" I withdraw my fingers and move in a circular motion on her wet cuntlips. Elaine continues sucking my dick.
"So...you liked that?"
"Jesus! That was awesome! You have magic fingers!"
"As I think I've said before, you need to get out more."
"Don't give me that shit! You are amazing!"
"Well... Cunt here is pretty good, too." I push Elaine's head out of the way and pull Paula over so that she is straddling my legs, her cunt just inches from Elaine's face. "Lick her, Cunt." Elaine obediently leans forward and extends her tongue to Paula's dripping cunt. Paula begins to breathe more heavily and moan as Elaine's tongue moves up between her slippery cuntlips to her clit, pausing there to flick the hard nub. As she opens her mouth to engulf the entire cunt, Paula writhes and squirms in my lap. I pinch her nipples hard between thumb and forefinger. Soon she is bucking and jerking in the throes of another loud orgasm.
"Enough, Cunt. You're enjoying that way too much." Elaine obediently sits back on her heels, hands still behind her back, her eyes downcast. "Do you need something in your cunt?" She looks up and nods eagerly.
"Oh, god, yes! I've needed to cum all day! Can I have your cock now?!"
"No, I told you slut -- no cock. But, here, I think you will enjoy this." I rise, gently settling Paula into the chair. She spreads her legs and begins rubbing her swollen cunt as I move over to a strange-looking mound covered with a blanket. I pull the blanket off to reveal a machine that Elaine instantly recognizes -- the fucking machine that I acquired at ForPlay. "OK, Cunt. On your hands and knees in front of the machine. You know how it works." I clip her ankle cuffs to the front of the machine and position the protruding dildo against her cuntlips. "Slide back onto the dildo." Elaine obediently moves her ass back until the first inch or two of the thick, nine-inch dildo is inside her cunt. I switch the machine on low and it begins moving slowly in and out of her cunt. "Do you want more?"
