Introduction:
John’s away, and the cats will play…
John attended a business meeting in San Antonio, and so Kelly and Mary shared a Thursday dinner in his absence to discuss the proposed Saturday night get-together. Their former âslaveâ of the week before requested another meeting with them.
âJohn wonât be here this weekend, darlinâ,â said Mary.
âIt would be so much more fun if he were hereâŚdo you think we ought to invite James so we can have a fun cock to play with? Or should it just be us girls this Saturday?
âYou know, every time weâve played since we started this thing, John and I have had either you or James over. Itâs always been me and James and John, or you and John and me. But then, weâve had the times when weâve been all together, too. And when youâve brought Terri. We have never just been us girls, have we?â
âNo. Youâre right. Do you think John would mind?â
âI donât knowâŚ. no, I donât think so. He said heâs happy when Iâm happy, and donât you know weâve been SO wild in our sex lifeâŚâ
Kelly thought a minute, bit into the braised porkchop her friend and âmentorâ had prepared. The green beans in butter and sage were almost gone, a few warm buttered rolls still tempted. It was a down-home meal, as usual at the marriedsâ home. As she forked another bit of green beans, Kellyâs mind zeroed in on Maryâs comment. âIâm wearing my jewelry.â
âOhâŚ.girl, before you came over, I planned ahead and went to that adult store and bought one of those egg-things. I knew youâd get off on it, too.â She handed the younger girl a device. Kelly pressed the button, and instantly her companion on the other side of the kitchen table straightened up and dropped her fork, a glazed look in her eyes.
âOhhhhhh, yessssssâŚ.â Mary managed breathlessly. âAgainâŚ..â Kelly pressed the button again and Mary collapsed on the table, her breathing harsh and labored. Kelly leaned over, laid the device on the table and cupped Maryâs head in her hands, kissed the top of her head. âOh baby, are you okay?â
A huge exhale, and turning her head to the side, looked up at the girl. âUhâŚ.I think Iâm gonna live, you bitchâŚâ
Kelly said, âIâve never had that inside ME beforeâŚlet me have it, okay?â
âNo, you can wait your turn on Saturday night. Come over, and weâll play.â
PLAYTIME â CHAP. XXII â
GIRL PARTY
Kelly brought the mysterious slave Puttana from the weekend before to John and Maryâs house on Saturday night, Molson Gold the beer of choice. John languished in Texas on a business trip. A limo and driver dropped off the two women. The strange woman that all had taken advantage of the weekend before as their virtual slave drank straight from the bottle. This lady â Kellyâs acquaintance â requested that the two girls call her âBossâ â a complete reversal from her role before as The Slave.
The Boss sported white lipstick that sparkled, soft lips, green eyes and green eyeshadow. Short, blonde hair feathered back softly — not one of those testosterone-driven female-lawyer hairdos. Her green, loose cotton dress billowed around her.
The Boss opened the box she had brought. The girls saw what appeared to be a selection of sexual toys inside. âHereâs what weâre playing with tonight, girls,â said the Boss. âDrink up, itâs gonna be a wild ân crazy woman night!â
More beer appeared. The fire glowed softly, the music mellow. Mary relaxed on the couch in her red Chinese robe. Kelly sat beside the fire in cut-off jeans with ragged hems and the transparent white babydoll with spaghetti-straps, and barefoot, of course.
âWhen weâve all drank our fourth, then weâll begin the wild ân crazy part,â said the Boss.
Kelly and Mary looked at each other, smiled, and saluted the Boss. âYes maâam, tonight weâll be your bitchesâŚonly fair,â said Mary. The Boss stood, walked over to the couch and clinked bottles with Mary, leaned down, pressed her lips lightly to Maryâs. âSubmit to me tonight,â she said.
Mary answered, âItâs your turn, Boss.â As she came closer, Mary smelled incense, and she saw that the woman was just a few years younger than her.
âYou bet it is ⌠Kelly, remove this whoreâs robe.â
Kelly stepped up to the couch, looked closely at Mary who gave her the nod, and draped the robe off her. Below was a push-up, underwire lacy teal Wonderbra enhancing an already-fine cleavage, and ebony silk panties, high-cut.
âOh, I see youâve dressed for the occasion,â said the Boss.
âYes, mistress,â replied Mary, a humble slave.
The Boss withdrew and turned to Kelly. âLay down,â she ordered. The Boss straddled Kelly on the floor.
No longer hidden by darkness or blindfolds as she stood above the young girl, her legs straddled Kellyâs head with hint of menace, then she reclined next to the girl. A mere show of dominance and power.
âIâll tell you about one of my adventures recently,â she said. Mary realized at this moment neither she nor Kelly had achieved an orgasm at Puttanaâs mansion the week before, only the guys had come.
The Boss sat up beside Kelly and rubbed the girlâs stomach as she drank another beer and talked:
âBefore you came last week, a group of Japanese assholes came. It was arranged that they would visit and take advantage of the Slave. We had removed the dais from the platform, so it was only a smooth, soft surface for me to recline on. The candles and incense set the mood, and there were six suits. They were given the same instructions as you. These guys were from a Japanese sex club we knew about, called âRound-Eyes HappyTimesâ. They usually hired American girls. Tonight, they were told an American woman-slave was available if they didnât abuse the privilege.
My butler had allowed them to bring in the German Shepherd. This wasnât that unusual. They had paid double the usual, of course, and thatâs good money, girls!
One of them had Fey on a leash, brought him to the platform. I wore only a green robe. No use messing around with clothes. When I saw the dog, I turned over on my hands and knees, expecting the doggie-style thing. My head down on my arms, my butt up in the air. These Japs are kinky, but it pays well. The Japanese businessman, in suit and tie as usual, pulled my robe up over my butt and I spread my legs. This wasnât the first time. I could hear him whispering softly to the dog and saw him rubbing the dogâs back, then underneath him. I felt it nuzzling my butt and then licking me, and thought he was going to jump on like they do. Itâs no big deal â they usually hump fast and hard for about fifteen seconds, get their rocks off, and youâre a bundle of cash richer. But then the little Jap said NO real sternly to the dog. He ordered me to turn over. I thought, well fine, itâs the front routine. I donât like this, because most dogs donât brush their teeth, you know. But then, the guy just kneels down and spreads my legs, opens my robe and takes it off me. So now Iâm naked and expecting Rin Tin Tin to jump on me, and the guy starts rubbing the dogâs back, then underneath and back toward his sex. The dog is trained and used to this, his prick immediately slid out of its sheath. I saw it extend, a mottled red and white, at least six or seven inches. âSuck it,â he said.â
Kelly and Mary looked at each other, remembering the story Mary had told on Whore-Contest night. They grinned like silly teenage girls, wondering if this story was a big fat lie, too.
âLike I said, these Japanese guys get off on kinky stuff like this. But I didnât mind â they know the fee goes double. They donât mind either â these guys own hotels and golf courses in Hawaii and buildings in New York City! And truthfully, girls, itâs more exciting to blow a dog than just get fifteen seconds of the old in-out –one prick inside your pussy is the same as another, but this stuff is more erotic. Pays a hell of a lot better, too. So, I shifted under the dog and grabbed its dick, put my lips around the end and started licking. Itâs just like an uncircumcised cock. Dogsâ cocks come out wet, ready to go. I could just barely deep-throat it. I bet myself I could jack him off in less than a minute. You girls wouldnât believe the money these guys pay for kinky shit like this â they knew they were gonna have to fork over a shitload of money since they hadnât even asked for this first. The Jap held him still and I sucked and stroked the dick. Hey girls, itâs not much different than your boyfriendâs, believe me. I could hear those other guys rustling their clothes and coming closer to watch me. They were probably jacking off. It was only a minute or two before the dog started hunching and huffing, so I pulled out a little so they could get their moneyâs worth and watch the stuff shoot into my mouth. The good ole money-shot, like they say in porn films. Got a good mouthful. Sucked him dry. Rolled it in my mouth, rubbed it over my lips and let some dribble out to give âem a good show. I said, âIs this all youâve got for me?â What you gotta know is these guys are used to their submissive teeny women who do NOT do anything of this sort.
Somebody took the dog away. The man beside me wiped come from my chin and put his fingers into my mouth. I sucked, like a good Slave. Actually, I love the taste of come, and dog jizz doesnât taste any different from a manâs. Itâs not white, usually, like guyâs sperm, and runnier, which makes it easier to swallow. More exciting, really, than getting fucked by the dog, and even I could live for a month on what it pays.
So now, the spotlight honed in on my stomach, Iâm naked, and the other pervs surround me, also naked, their cocks in their hands, working on âem. I wasnât surprised that they were all small. Now I was surrounded by six naked Japanese men with small dicks, beating their meat. I wondered what they were going to do next. It looked like a gangbang was coming. That would have been alright with me, wouldnât have been the first time. Some men are so unimaginative, you know. Doesnât really make much difference if one guy or six guys in a row climb on.â
As she talked, the Boss pressed her hand into Kellyâs crotch, pushing hard. It was plain the Boss preferred the cute young thing. Kelly pushed back. Mary could see the young girlâs nipples poke the blouse. No bra.
âMy hands and legs were free this time â unlike the usual slave bondage-thing. I spread my legs, felt my breasts, ran my hands down over me and put fingers inside me to taunt these wussies. They just stood there around me, jacking off. I didnât get it. I started rubbing my clit, trying to get off, thought that might be what they want. Whenâs the gangbang going to start? I was just about to get there. Suddenly, one of them started groaning, like when you know heâs gonna come, and he moved near my face. I knew he was going to shoot on me then, and I watched as his dick came closer. Other guys moved around my head, too. All of a sudden, it was like a flood â all of them started shooting it on my face and my tits, one I could feel on my pussy and another on my belly. These guys came on me all over! At the same time! I couldnât believe it! Talk about teamwork! I worked my clit hard, and I managed to get off while six naked Japs shot gobs of come all over me. Thatâs all they wanted to do!â
âWhat happened then?â asked Kelly, very aroused.
âOh baby, I was covered in come! My face, my tits, everything! And Iâd just orgasmed, too, at the same time! What the hell do you think I did?!â
Mary chimed in. âYou probably sucked up all this stuff, tooâŚâ
âYou bet I did, bitch. I was a good little slut for âem. I scraped every bit up while these guys watched, and then I pulled them down on me to suck out even more from their little dicks. Hey, this was big money! They seemed freaked out, probably never had a freakinâ cocksucking dominant American queen before. If they thought I was just their passive little Jap cunt, guess I taught them a thing or two about us American feminists!â
Mary was beside herself now, listening to the story and watching the former slave rub Kelly. She stood up, removed her panties and tossed them at the two women on the floor. The Boss caught it. Smelled it. Rubbed it over Kellyâs face. Mary removed her bra and tossed it aside, and fell on the girls.
âHoly cripes almighty,â she said, âtoo bad we donât have a man to fuckâŚâ
The Boss replied, âLay down, bitch, Iâll show you what you really want.â
Kelly jumped onto Mary. Clothes were flung as the three women found parts to kiss and suck. Images danced in their heads of Japanese businessmen and the German Shepard as their fingers and tongues probed into all the spaces available.
âStop! Stop!â said the Boss.
Naked women pulled away, lay silent despite their hammering hearts.
âIâve heard about your fun from Kelly. I want to see you take the German Shepard. You get no more from me until I see you suck him off. Iâm the Boss, and you get no more from me until I watch this.â
. The Boss stood, pressed her palms to her breasts, rubbed her nipples. A hand dove down between her legs, rubbing, and then ran her fingers lightly over Maryâs lips. âIf you want more of this, youâll do as I say. Iâll have to bring my box of toys along some other time, girls. You think it over. Contact me through Kelly.â
She rose, dressed calmly as the two women watched, astounded at the sudden turn of events. The Boss coolly gathered up her box and walked out the door with a pleasant âCiao!â
Kelly and Mary gaped at the door. âWhat the hell was that?!â said Mary.
âWeâre on this floor hot as hell, naked, and she just leaves?â
âMotherfucker!â said Mary, uncharacteristically.
The mood â gone. Finis. Dead. Even the four Molsons didnât help now. With deadened movements and stunned amazement, the two dressed themselves.
In mock amusement at herself, and Kelly, and this sudden switch-up, Mary put her hands on her hips and said with her best scene-stealing Boss-voice, âWell, I NEVER!â Her friend had to laugh.
âOh MaryâŚwhat do you think?â
âYou know and I know that we talked these stories of having sex with animals, but my gosh, did she really do that? Thereâs no way Iâm into that â I like my meat on a man. Not an animal. Anyway, isnât that against the law?â
âNot on a woman, baby?â
âOh, okay, sorry âbout that,â replied Mary.
âAnd I hate to mention it, doll, but adultery and sodomy are also against the lawâŚâ
Eyebrows raised. âWho committed adultery?â asked Mary. âAnd what the hell is sodomy anyway?â
They cracked two more Molsons, relaxed on the couch. âI did a paper on sex once in college. I think technically that adultery is when you have sex with someone other than your spouse,â said Kelly. âAnd as far as I know, sodomy means getting screwed in any hole other than this pretty little taco in front â if youâre a woman. For a man, it means sticking it in any hole other than the taco.â
âYou kill me, girl. John told me once when we were dating, if God hadnât wanted you to eat pussy, he wouldnât have made it look like a taco. That was on our fourth date.â âI heard that one too,â said Kelly.
ââŚso,â said Mary, âbetween you and James and my husband and Teri and the Boss, that means Iâve committed both about a gazillion times and oughta be locked in jail for life?â
With a broad smile, Kelly replied, âAnd the key thrown away, you cute criminal element. See where a whoreâs life gets you?ââ
âYeah, well, up yours, bitch â cheers!â Mary responded.
A little later. Contemplating.
âWe could get our own toys.â
âIâve already got some.â
âYa know â if she really did suck it, she really was the dogâs bitch!â Mary laughed. âI donât need some dog-fucking bitch in my life.â
âShe didnât fuck it. She sucked it.â
âOkay, she sucked it. But she said she was used to fucking dogs, too. Well, like I said, I prefer my dicks on men. Nothing like a rock-hard stiffy in your mouth, right?â
âA MANâs cock, right.â
âKelly â I just thoughtâŚwhen she leaned down and kissed me, that was so fucking âtenderâ, I couldnât believe it. I mean, she was the Boss, okay, and I expected her to yank my head and shove her tongue into my mouth, but she didnât. Just lightly touched my lips, no tongue at all. It was like she was ⌠savoring me âŚand she smelled like fresh strawberries.â
âOh girl, youâre not gonna let this go, are you?â
âGod, Kelly, you know what it feels like when your guy humps you and you feel, um, stuffed, and your body kind of takes over and youâre ready to blast? Thatâs what I felt like when she did that. A simple kiss, can you believe?â
âYeah, I think I know what you mean. Sometimes I feel like that when he sucks my nipples. Guys donât realize what an orgasm is like. When it hits, itâs like sticking your finger in an electric socket. Not that Iâve ever done THAT! Just totally helpless.â
Mary giggled. âIt makes me almost laugh sometimes when guys start to come. Itâs all uh, uh, uh! like theyâre lifting weights or something, and then that big long groan like youâre squeezing their heart out. But then the neat part is that itâs like Art â you created that. You made that happen. You controlled him. Itâs like when I first got John to go down on James with me. I almost had a freaking orgasm just watching him take over and do that prick.â
Mary: âWeâll have to talk some more about this, okay? Donât say anything to the guys, this is between you and me. Ainât no way Iâm blowinâ a damn dogâŚbut gosh, Iâd like to see what else this babe can do! Sheâs weird, but sheâs hot!â
âShe has that slim tummy you donât often see in mature women these days, doesnât she? And did you see her tits donât sag a bit? She keeps herself in shape. I know they have an exercise room in that mansion.â
âMaybe we can get her to invite us over for an exercise session â a âspecialâ session.â Mary was already planning what sheâd wear.
Kelly had expected a âspecialâ night and prepared for it with her trademark butterscotch insert and wearing her jewelry, but sex was long out of the question by now. Sheâd even put the small silver posts in her pierced nipples â a going-to-surgery gift from Terri.
It was late. Mary drove Kelly home. âWe keep this between you and me, okay?â said Mary. She doubted the Boss would ever be in their lives again. She was just too fucking freaky.