The Limousine (16 page)

The Master’s attention was directed to the image on the TV screen. Brenda looked up to see the rapture in his eyes. She still felt a little jealous, but seeing her Master turned on like this excited her incredibly. She slid his shaft between her breasts and pressed them together, smearing spittle and come and juice over her tits, feeling her hard nipples tingle as they rubbed his lower belly and his thighs. She licked all over the shaft, feeling his hardness against her face and in her hair. She swallowed him again and began to work on getting him off, which she knew wouldn’t be easy after three orgasms. But soon she heard his groans mingling with Brenda’s and Kristi knew he was going to come in her mouth. She pleasured him eagerly and when she felt the spasms going through his shaft, she wrapped her lips around his cockhead and used her hand to jerk him off so she wouldn’t miss a drop. Her mouth filled with the Master’s cream and she savored it, whimpering deep in her throat. As Kristi swallowed, the Master ran his fingers through her sweaty hair and caressed her face.
“You’re beautiful,” he said softly. “You’re truly beautiful, you know that? You didn’t even look back once.”
“You told me not to,” she said, offering her obedience as a gift, licking his cockhead, which was still leaking come.
“Well turn around now,” he told her. “Sit in my lap and watch.”
Kristi eagerly turned around, sitting in the Master’s lap. Her eyes went wide as she saw the image on the scene—Brenda desperately fucking herself, both her cunt and ass filled, her face red with exertion and excitement. Kristi felt the Master’s hands gently cupping her breasts, felt his fingers begin to play with her nipples, and knew the fun wasn’t over yet. He teased her breasts, working her into a frenzy as she watched Brenda double-penetrating herself. Then the Master’s hand traveled down to Kristi’s pussy, and Kristi turned, kissing him hungrily as he fucked her with his fingers. When Kristi turned back to the TV, Brenda was propped up, offering the camera an even better view of her cunt and ass being penetrated. The Master fingered Kristi to a moaning, gasping orgasm in his lap as Kristi’s head filled with images of how delicious Brenda would look doing that in person, her body up against Kristi’s own. Kristi finally slumped, spent, in the Master’s lap, cuddling up against him as the videotape turned to static again. She kissed him tenderly, whispering “thank you ... thank you...” for all the pleasure he had offered her. The Master, his hand cupping Kristi’s ass, smiled deviously in response. She felt that his cock had gotten hard against her flesh—not quite as hard as before, for the Master was getting tired. But Kristi knew from experience that if she played her cards right, she could get him hard all the way again, could even make him come. She knew what was expected of her, and she relished the chance to get him off again.
“Use your hand,” said the Master. “I want you to use your hand this time. I love it when you jerk me off.”
Kristi slipped out of the Master’s lap, curling up next to him and taking his cock in her hand. She looked up into his eyes and the Master bent to kiss her as she began to stroke his slick cock expertly. Kristi felt the Master’s tongue slipping in to her mouth, teasing her own tongue as he sucked it into her mouth. She pleasured the Master’s cock with both her hands, stroking the shaft while she rubbed her palm all over his cockhead, coaxing pre-come out of the tip. The Master moaned softly as Kristi went to work in earnest, masturbating him, hungry for his come.
She worked fast, gripping him hard, knowing that the Master would need intense stimulation now that he had come so many times. His hips began to rock in time with her ministrations. He arched his back, and Kristi bent low, breathing warmly over his shaft as she stroked him. The Master let out a groan of pleasure, and Kristi felt the spasms starting in his shaft. She parted her lips as a droplet of juice leaked out of his cockhead; a single stream shot into her mouth and she licked at it, his semen dribbling down over her chin. The Master’s cock spasmed again and Kristi lapped another thick droplet of come off his head. More droplets leaked down onto her fingers, and she began to go after them obediently. She sucked what come he had left, relishing the taste, smearing his juice over her face and chin. The Master relaxed into the couch, finally sated. Kristi took a long time licking and sucking his softening cock, licking the come off his belly and off her hand. She finished up by slowly pleasuring his balls, waiting until she was quite sure he was finished before resting her face in his lap, her hand still cradling his soft organ. Part of her hoped he would get hard again, but she knew it was unlikely. And most of her was so exhausted, she wouldn’t have known what to do with a hard cock. The Master’s hand ran absently through Kristi’s hair. Finally he bent low and gave Kristi a long, slow, gentle kiss, telling her once and for all that she was beautiful—a delightful, delicious slave.
Kristi walked in to the apartment already feeling excited about being close to Brenda. The Master had fucked her so well, almost tiring her out—but Kristi was still turned on to think that she would be sleeping so close to her roommate.
Brenda had left her bedroom door open.
Kristi tiptoed down the hallway and stood in front of the door. She was painfully aroused, and desperately wanted to wake Brenda up and make love with her again. Being fucked by the Master never seemed to exhaust Kristi the way it should—it just made her hornier. She wanted to crawl into bed with Brenda, but she knew she shouldn’t wake her up.
Kristi stood in the doorway, inching forward. She couldn’t see a thing in the dark. She finally made her decision to wake Brenda up. She slipped off her coat and crawled onto the bed, reaching for Brenda—but Kristi sensed at once that the bed was cold, that Brenda wasn’t there.
Kristi lay on the rumpled sheets, smelling Brenda’s delicious smell. Where was the little slut?
Kristi left her coat on the floor as she walked back to her own room. She peered in and saw Brenda, sleeping soundly. Kristi smiled. The hot little vixen couldn’t wait for morning—she’d wanted to be ready for action as soon as Kristi came home. Kristi could definitely get used to this.
Brenda was sleeping on top of the covers, as the apartment was uncomfortably hot again tonight. Brenda hadn’t woken up when Kristi came in—she must have been pretty tired.
Kristi stood there watching Brenda sleep, admiring the beautiful curves of her body in the moonlight from the window. Brenda was sleeping in a camisole and a pair of panties, both satiny and shimmering in the moonlight. Kristi went in to the hall so she wouldn’t spoil the element of surprise when she climbed in to bed with Brenda.
In the hall, Kristi kicked off her shoes and stripped off her corset and hose. She went down the hallway naked to brush her teeth and wash her face. But first, she glanced back into her room and noticed that Brenda had shifted slightly, causing the neckline of her little camisole to expose most of one breast. Kristi felt her mounting excitement. She hurried down into the bathroom. It was after three in the morning, but she was ready to get into bed with Brenda and start the fun all over again.
Kristi stood in the bathroom and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Her ass and thighs bore the marks of the Master’s rough lovemaking, but her pussy wasn’t at all sore from the beating it had taken—more from the powerful fucking. She ran her fingers over it and found that she was wet already. The thought of Brenda, sleeping alone in Kristi’s room with that camisole falling off her luscious breast, just waiting for Kristi to come home and get in bed, was turning Kristi on more than she thought. Kristi sat down on the edge of the tub, spreading her legs for the full-length mirror. She began to stroke herself, feeling incredibly turned on.
Well, she couldn’t go to sleep like this.
Kristi started by taking a long, slow shower, lathering herself up and playing with herself as she luxuriated under the warm water. Then she climbed out and toweled herself dry, putting on a plush robe.
She tiptoed back in to her bedroom and saw that Brenda still hadn’t woken up. Good. Kristi came around to one side of the bed, slipped off her robe and climbed into bed, snuggling up behind Brenda. Brenda still didn’t wake up. Kristi pressed her naked body up against Brenda, feeling the curves of Brenda’s ass against her thighs. Kristi wanted Brenda so desperately, not caring that it was the middle of the night. She began to nuzzle Brenda’s throat, licking and sucking softly at her salty flesh. The neckline of the camisole was down over one nipple. Kristi couldn’t resist. She let her lips close over the nipple and felt it hardening in her mouth. Brenda squirmed, but didn’t wake up just yet. She whimpered softly in her sleep, arching her back and pressing her nipple more fully into Kristi’s mouth. Kristi nibbled gently and put her arms around Brenda. Brenda stretched, her arms going naturally above her head. Brenda came awake with a start, looking up into Kristi’s face. It took a minute for her eyes to focus and her mind to clear.
“Hi,” said Brenda softly, her voice sleepy.
Kristi lifted her face and began to kiss Brenda softly, her tongue tracing a path along Brenda’s lower lip. “Mind if I join you?” asked Kristi. “It
is
my bed, after all.”
Brenda looked at Kristi and shook her head, a faint smile playing on her lips. “It’s my bed now,” she said flirtatiously. She closed her eyes and began to drift off into ecstasy, arching her back more as Kristi’s hand began to play with her breast. Kristi lowered her mouth to Brenda’s nipple and began to tongue it, closing her teeth around the firm pink bud. As she did, she got her hands under the camisole and lifted it off. Brenda let Kristi take it off of her, stretching in the moonlight as Kristi knelt next to Brenda and took off her panties, too.
Brenda lay there feeling exquisitely naked, revealed before her roommate. Kristi’s hands ran down Brenda’s body, pausing at her breasts and the curve of her hips. Brenda gently parted her thighs, inviting Kristi in.
Kristi slid one hand up the inside of Brenda’s thigh. She let her hand graze Brenda’s pussy and she could feel that it was wet. Brenda whimpered softly as Kristi began to toy with her cunt, teasing apart the lips and nudging her erect clitoris. Brenda spread her legs further. Kristi slipped one finger in, and Brenda gasped as she felt it penetrating her. Kristi began to gently fuck Brenda as Brenda squirmed against the bed, lost in rapture.
Kristi lowered her face, easing her finger out of Brenda’s pussy. Brenda whispered “Oh yes” as Kristi’s face dipped between her parted thighs. Kristi’s tongue snaked out and slipped between Brenda’s cunt-lips, teasing her open and playing with her clit. Brenda relaxed into the sensations, letting Kristi explore her pussy.
Kristi began to eat Brenda hungrily, lapping at the delicious taste of her pussy. Brenda used one hand to play with her own erect nipples and ran the other hand through Kristi’s hair, feeling the sensuous movements as her head bobbed up and down. Kristi’s hands worked their way under Brenda’s ass, and she gripped the firm cheeks as her tongue explored every crevice of Brenda’s succulent cunt.
Brenda felt the sweat sheening her breasts, neck, and face as Kristi teased her closer. Kristi slipped two fingers in to Brenda and began to fuck her slowly as she licked at Brenda’s clit. Brenda’s moans grew louder as she reminded herself that she could make all the noise she wanted. And the sensations were divine—she was overcome with pleasure. She stroked Kristi’s face, loving the feel of it moving up and down between her legs. Then Kristi lifted her face and smiled up at Brenda.
“I’m going to get something,” said Kristi. “I think you’ll like it.”
“What is it?” asked Brenda, her voice hoarse with sleep and arousal.
“It’s a surprise!” said Kristi, slipping her fingers out of Brenda’s cunt and reaching up to stroke her lips with her slick fingers. “Close your eyes. Keep them closed!”
Brenda lay on the bed panting, one hand stroking her pussy absently while the other played with her nipples. She knew that Kristi had any number of devious tricks up her sleeve, and she couldn’t imagine what this one would be. She heard Kristi rummaging in her lingerie drawer. She had just enough time to let her imagination run wild before Kristi said “open your eyes,” and Brenda saw her roommate standing there at the foot of the bed, a huge dildo strapped to her body, jutting out imposingly from her crotch.
“Oh my God,” said Brenda, her eyes wide.
“Does it scare you?” asked Kristi, running her hand up and down the shaft of the dildo.
Brenda sat up, then slipped off of the bed and got to her knees. She crawled across the floor to the foot of the bed, her eyes fixed on Kristi’s lovely body with the huge dick strapped on.
“Does this answer your question?” asked Brenda as she knelt before Kristi and parted her lips around the head of the dildo. She began to lick it hungrily, taking the head and then most of the shaft into her mouth. She didn’t have an easy time deep-throating, but she loved the feel of the thick cockhead against the back of her throat. She ran her fingers over the base, feeling how hard and thick the shaft was. Kristi ran her fingers through Brenda’s hair, smiling mischievously as she looked down at Brenda pleasuring the dildo with her mouth as if it were a real cock. Brenda looked up, her lips stretched around the dildo, begging Kristi with her eyes. Kristi loved watching Brenda worship the dildo so much that she could almost feel the physical pleasure a guy would have felt from getting his dick sucked.
Brenda slipped the dildo out of her mouth and began rubbing the spit-slick shaft over her breasts, against her nipples, into the smooth valley of her cleavage. Kristi was getting incredibly turned on watching her do that, and she wanted to get Brenda back in bed so she could find out what else she could do with this dildo.
“On the bed,” said Kristi gruffly. “Spread wide.”
“Yes, Mistress,” smiled Brenda, obediently getting onto the bed. She leaned back and spread her legs, playing with her wet, shaved pussy. She watched as Kristi rolled a condom onto the dildo and then stroked it up and down with lubricant. Kristi neared the bed, stroking the dildo lasciviously like a guy jerking off. Brenda loved to watch guys jerk off, and watching Kristi do it was turning her on even more. Kristi bent down low and kissed Brenda as she crawled onto the bed between Brenda’s parted thighs.