SUNDAY
I woke on Sunday morning to the very pleasant sensation of Sara cuddled up to me, stroking my cock. Little head had obviously woken up before big head.
“Good morning,” I said as I kissed her brow.
“Good morning sleepy head,” she replied. “I fancy a really big breakfast.”
“Sounds good, but I know what I’d like first,” I said as I rolled around to face her.
Sara kept hold of my now aching cock and said
“That will have to wait. Patience is a virtue, you know? And I want you to wait for a little while.”
Sara rolled away from me, releasing my cock.
“Come on. Let’s get a shower and hit Wetherspoons. My treat. We can talk without so many distractions.”
I was still not used to sharing my shower in the morning but the prospect of lathering up Sara’s naked body was encouragement enough. We washed each other thoroughly with Sara spending just a little longer than was comfortable soaping my cock. I was very close to shooting my first load of the day when she just stopped and left me hanging.
“There’s plenty of time for that later,” she said.
We dried off in the bathroom and she led me back into the bedroom by my still-hard cock.
“No underwear today,” she said. “It’ll keep us focused.”
I had to push my cock to the side to do my jeans up. She smiled at my obvious discomfort.
“Come on, it’ll be worth the wait. I promise. I think we need to have a talk this morning.”
That sounded a bit ominous.
Sara dressed in her jeans and another blouse that did little to hide her nipples. They seemed permanently hard.
We took my car. The drive to the pub was short but Sara did insist on resting her hand on my thigh, her little finger stroking against my cock confined under the denim. I was still hard when we parked and adjusted myself a little as I got out of the car.
She took my hand and we walked to the pub just chatting casually.
The pub wasn’t busy and we sat at a table far enough from the other patrons to allow pretty well any conversation.
While I looked down the Menu Sara pulled out her phone and started tapping away.
“Right. I’ve ordered mine. What are you having?”
“I’ll have the traditional breakfast and a coffee, please.” I didn’t want to seem greedy and go for the large breakfast.
Sara tapped away a little bit more.
“All ordered. I’ve added a couple of extra eggs to yours. I’ve read that protein is good for sperm production.” She grinned broadly as she said this.
“Sounds like a good idea. I need all the help I can get,” I replied, smiling back at her.
There was an awkward silence at this point. I didn’t want Sara to feel uncomfortable so I asked her
“What did you want to discuss?”
“I have so many thoughts going through my head right now it’s hard to know where to start,” she replied. “So far this weekend has been brilliant and mind-blowing and eye-opening. I hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as I have.”
I nodded but allowed her to continue.
“When I was messaging Karen in the week she told me that you are a switch rather than being a dom or a sub. She said your get-togethers had more or less alternated with you taking it in turns to plan and control the situation.”
“Yes.” I nodded in agreement.
“It’s hard for me to make any true judgements after such a short time but I do know from what we’ve tried in the past couple of days that I really enjoy the control. I did enjoy the spanking and caning you gave me. That was such a rush, but I think, if we carry on seeing each other, I’d like to focus more on the domme side of things if that’s OK with you?”
“I don’t have an issue with that,” I replied. “As I think I mentioned before, when I started I was far more into the dom side of things. It was quite a while before I was even comfortable switching but it sort of helped me find a balance. In the greater scheme of things I should probably submit a lot more than I have just to balance things up.”
Sara was smiling deeply at me as I spoke. I smiled back.
“I don’t want to seem too forward and I know it’s very early days, but would you like to keep seeing me?” Sara sounded a little nervous when she asked this.
“I’d be happy to as long as it doesn’t cause you any problems with John, and I don’t want a jealous boyfriend turning up on my doorstep.”
Sara’s nervousness seemed to dissipate at my reply.
“That’s excellent. I’d really like to see more of you, and I do have to do something about John. I don’t want you to feel any responsibility for that. I think I’ve been putting off the inevitable for quite some time. I don’t want to hurt him but he must know it’s not really working.”
Our food arrived at this point which slowed conversation as we ate. I hadn’t realised quite how hungry I was. I cleared my plate before Sara even though she had less than me.
“I like to see a clean plate, good boy,” Sara remarked. That made me smile.
“Well, I’ve certainly built up an appetite this weekend.”
Sara smiled at this. “You’ll need your strength today.” She winked as she said this.
“What do you have in store for me?” I asked casually.
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out. I meant to ask about involving other people. I know you’re OK with Rachel but what about other women, and maybe men?”
“I think we should discuss any opportunities with others as they arise. I’m sure it will normally be fine but it pays to be a little careful. We need to explore each other’s limits before getting into anything that might over-stretch either of us.” I didn’t want her to damage her confidence by pushing anything too far.
“That makes sense to me,” she replied. “I didn’t mean straight away. Just food for thought really. I do like to let my imagination run wild but converting fantasy into reality can be difficult, or even impossible, sometimes.”
I knew what she meant. I noted how she and I were similar in so many ways.
The conversation drifted to more trivial matters at this point and having finished our coffees we were ready to leave.
As we stood Sara came up to me and kissed me. She gripped my now soft cock with her hand as she did so.
“That won’t do. I want you nice and hard for me.”
I hardened slightly at the thought and the roughness of my jeans stimulated me as we returned to my car. With further manual encouragement as we drove back to my flat I was fully hard by the time we pulled up.
As we walked to the building Sara held my hand.
“When we get inside, I’d like you to go and undress in the bedroom and then go and wait for me in the living room. I have an idea for a tie I’d like to try but you may have to talk me through how to do it.”
I said that was fine and we headed inside. I quickly undressed and headed for the living room. Sara took her time in the bedroom. When she joined me she was wearing my bathrobe and carrying quite a lot of rope. I wondered what she had in mind.
She dropped all the ropes on the sofa and came over to me. She took hold of my cock which had started to soften slightly.
“I want to keep your cock nice and hard. And I want to tie your arms behind your back using a box tie. I saw it on a site in the week and I liked how it looked.”
“No problem, I know the box tie,” I replied.
Sara just stood there milking my cock. I was fully erect and pre-cum was starting to flow from my cock. She just kept going until my cock twitched. If she hadn’t stopped I’m not sure I could have held my orgasm back.
“Right. Let’s get started,” she said, picking up a long rope. My cock carried on twitching as she folded the rope in half and moved behind me.
She started by wrapping the rope around my elbows and pulling them closer together. I explained that the knots needed to be central for the tie to work properly. She bound my elbows a couple of times and then wrapped the rope around my upper arms, nearer my armpits.
“How does this stay up? It looks like you could easily wriggle out of it,” she asked.
“I could. The trick is to pass a rope over each shoulder to hold it in place,” I replied.
I gestured using my head where she could run the ropes and she picked it up quickly. She then brought the rope down and bound my wrists together. She did a really good job. The tie was tight but not so tight as to restrict my circulation.
“Are you going to be able to escape?” she asked.
I wriggled a little. “No. I think you’ve got me.”
She came back around to my front and took hold of my cock again. I was still hard and there was a fair amount of pre-cum on the swollen head of my cock.
“Let’s make it a little more interesting,” she said.
Releasing my cock, she grabbed a short rope and dropped to her knees in front of me. Taking hold of my balls she sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirling on the sensitive head, once again bringing me to full hardness and closer to orgasm.
As she kept up the stimulation, she pulled my scrotum down and I felt her wrapping the rope around, pulling my balls away from my body. My cock twitched again as I neared orgasm and once again she stopped. Pulling away, she stood up and walked around me. I felt her hand between my legs from behind and she took hold of the rope hanging from my balls and pulled it between my legs. The rope was pulled up tightly between my buttocks and I felt her tie it off on the rope between my wrists. My balls were now between my legs and my cock, although still very hard, was pulled downwards slightly.
“How’s that?” she asked.
“You’ve definitely got me.”
“Good,” was all she said to that.
Sara came back around to face me. Again, she took hold of my cock as she kissed me. She rubbed up and down my whole length using my pre-cum as lubrication. I felt my orgasm get closer, knowing it would be harder with my balls tied so tightly. My cock started to twitch and I broke off the kiss.
“Please Mistress, may I cum?” If she kept going I wouldn’t have been able to hold back.
She immediately released my cock which bounced up and down.
“Not yet. I have some things for you to do first.”
My balls were beginning to ache.
Sara went over to the sofa and sat down. She instructed me to kneel. This was quite a challenge as you’ll know if you ever tried to with your hands tied behind your back. I dropped to one knee first and then the other before shuffling around a little to get myself comfortable. I found that as I leant forwards it applied more pressure on my balls. It was more frustrating than painful.
Sara smiled once I was positioned on my knees in the middle of the room. She opened her robe, well my robe. Taking her right index finger she trailed it between her pussy lips, upwards until it was right on her clit.
“Shuffle over here and take care of this for me.”
Shuffling was about all I could manage. I had to be careful not to fall flat on my face. When I judged that I was close enough I leaned forward, which again pulled my balls tighter between my legs, and started to lick.
My tongue went up and down the length of her pussy at first. I parted her lips and teased her opening before moving upwards slightly and centring my attention on her swollen clit. All the while my balls were aching between my legs.
Sara’s breathing steadily increased as I continued to tease her swollen little bud with my tongue.
Suddenly I heard the front door open and went to pull away.
“Did I say you could stop?” I guessed that this was a rhetorical question and carried on licking.
“Hi Rachel,” Sara greeted our visitor. “Perfect timing. Could you make sure he’s nice and hard for me. Be careful not to let his cum though.”
I carried on licking. I felt a hand reach between my legs, the material of a sleeve brushing against my balls. The hand wrapped around my cock which was still pretty hard and started to move in a milking motion. I quickly achieved full hardness and focussed on the clit at the tip of my tongue so as not to shoot a load on the carpet below me.
I sucked Sara’s clit between my lips and attached it with my tongue. I found a lapping motion seemed to have the greatest effect and I could feel her legs, on either side of my head, start to tremble. Her breathing became heavy and broken as her orgasm started to flow through her.
The hand around my cock just carried on, up and down. It felt well lubricated so I must have been producing plenty of pre-cum. The head of my cock swelled and I felt myself twitch as my orgasm approached. With the second or third twitch, the hand released and my cock once again bobbed up and down seeking relief.
Sara’s orgasm subsided as I continued to lick having not been instructed otherwise.
Sara was still breathing heavily, almost panting.
“Take – a – seat,” she said, patting the sofa beside her. “I – won’t – be – long. You – really -must – try – this.”
I carried on with my task and Sara started to tremble again. As her orgasm took over she clamped her thighs around my head. I kept licking, lapping up her juices as she shook.
“Oh I needed that,” she said. “You can return to the middle of the room now.”
I shuffled backwards until I was more or less where I’d started. My cock was still hard with pre-cum hanging from the tip. I settled down, sitting on my heels with my knees wide apart, not wanting to crush my aching balls.
Sara was still sitting there with the robe wide open. Her chest was flushed, her nipples were hard and her pussy was red and swollen. Rachel sat next to her. She was still wearing her coat. I could see what she was wearing beneath it.
“I hope I haven’t missed all the fun,” said Rachel.
“Don’t you worry,” said Sara. “I’m sure we’ll have plenty of fun with Andrew before the day is out.” They both smiled.
Sara stood and said,
“Let’s get that coat off you. I’ll just get a blindfold.” Sara headed off to the bedroom to grab a blindfold.
I quickly realised that the blindfold must be for me and that Rachel was naked under her coat. I felt myself harden a little more at the thought of her driving over in just a coat. Rachel just smiled at me, saying nothing.
Sara returned with two blindfolds, the bag I kept a selection of nipple clamps in, and a riding crop. She dropped everything onto the sofa next to Rachel, selected one of the blindfolds and came over to me. It wasn’t long before I was in darkness once again.
“OK,” she said. “You can lose the coat now.”
I heard Rachel stand and remove her coat. I imagined the scene before me and longed to see her body. The thought of her naked only added to my arousal.
“Right. Your task this afternoon is to keep Andrew as aroused as you can without letting him cum. He hasn’t cum yet today so you’ll need to be careful. Firstly, I’d like you to come and sit over here.” I felt Sara pat the carpet between my knees. She felt took hold of my cock and stroked it bringing it back to full hardness, her thumbs circling the head.
I then felt the soft skin of Rachel’s thighs on mine as she sat facing me.
“Scoot forwards a little bit more,” said Sara.
As Rachel moved closer Sara lifted my cock until it was pointing upwards. This added a pleasant pressure to my aching balls. When Rachel was as close as she could get between my thigh Sara released my cock and it dropped to settle on bare skin. Rachel must have shaved her landing strip off.
I felt movement behind me and Rachel’s legs were pushed more tightly around my waist. A rope brushed against my back as Sara tied Rachel’s ankles. I could feel the heat from Rachel’s pussy on my balls and at the base of my cock.
Next, I heard the familiar jangle of a small chain. I recognised this as being from some of my nipple clamps. I heard a sharp intake of breath. Sara must have attached one of the clover clamps to one of Rachel’s nipples. I remember how sensitive Rachel’s nipples are. She used to be very fond of clamps.
Sara then took hold of my left nipple and attached a clamp at the base, below her fingers. I squirmed a little trying to get accustomed to the pressure.
There was another sharp intake of breath, almost a moan, and I realised that Sara was attaching Rachel to me by her nipples. She repeated the process on my right nipple. Movement by either of us would stimulate both of us.
“Lean back a little and put your hand on the floor behind you.” I wasn’t sure what Sara was doing but the “I hope that’s not too tight?” question that followed suggested that she’d tied Rachel’s wrists together behind her.
“Let’s see if that works,” said Sara. “See how hard you can get him.”
I felt Rachel lift herself and push her crotch against the underside of my cock. She moved up and down and I could feel her heat and moisture on me. Every movement pulled on my nipples and I am sure it was having a similar effect on Rachel. I became harder but the stimulation wasn’t quite enough to bring me release. I tried to push back against her which must have given her pleasure as she let out a moan.
“That’s good. Keep going,” said Sara.
The more Rachel moved the wetter she seemed to become. I’m sure I was adding plenty of pre-cum to the situation. Rachel was rubbing her clit up and down the length of my cock. It still wasn’t enough to bring me close but, judging by her breathing, it was certainly having a positive effect on her.
“Please, Mistress. May I cum?” asked Rachel between heavy breaths.
“You may but be careful,” replied Sara.
Rachel bucked against my cock, pushing herself against my hardness. I could feel her juices flowing down over my balls and she panted rapidly as her orgasm spread through her. All the while the pressure on my nipples increased as her body twitched against me.
I lost track of time as I focussed on the sensations.
Rachel’s orgasm slowly subsided and her movements lessened. My cock was twitching but I just couldn’t quite get there.
I felt a hand push between us and Sara wrapped her fingers around my cock.
“This should make things more interesting,” she said.
Sara pushed my cock down and Rachel had to move herself away a little. I felt the head of my cock rub down the length of her pussy until it reached her opening. There was no resistance at all as my cock slid in. Rachel adjusted her position, and I felt our pubic bones meet. Every movement was still tugging on my nipples, which provided a welcome distraction.
“Rachel, you may cum again if you wish but you must not let Andrew cum.”
Sara moved away and I heard her sit down on the sofa. She started tapping away on her phone.
Rachel kept quite still for a while, but I could feel her tensing and relaxing her muscles around my cock, teasing me but it still wasn’t enough. She kept this up for quite a while. My cock remained rock solid, and my balls ached for release.
I heard Rachel’s breathing increase a little and she started to grind herself against me. I was aware that the swollen head of my cock was right against her cervix. She was rubbing her clit against my pubic bone. It wasn’t enough to bring me closer, but it wouldn’t be long before she came again.
Suddenly the chains from the nipple clamps dropped against my belly and Rachel moaned loudly. I hadn’t heard Sara move. Rachel continued to grind herself against me as her orgasm took over, the pain from the release of the clamps taking her over the edge. I could feel her muscles contracting around my cock and felt my orgasm grow. Rachel bucked against me and I felt Sara releasing her legs behind me.
I hoped that Rachel would keep going. I was so close to shooting my load.
It wasn’t to be. As soon as Rachel had finished cumming she pulled away from me leaving my cock bouncing and twitching. I was coated in her juices and my cock felt cold as it waved around.
“That’s good,” said Sara. “I was worried that Andrew was going to cum too. Sit yourself down on the sofa. I’m sure he’d like to thank you.”
I felt Rachel move away and heard her sit down.
“Andrew, you need to shuffle over to Rachel and thank her. Make sure she’s nice and clean for me.”
My cock was still twitching and my balls ached for release as I slowly made my way over to the sofa. I bumped again the outside of Rachel’s leg before moving around to between her knees. I had to guess where my target was and lowered my head seeking out her pussy. As I bent forward the pressure increased on my balls. I finally managed to get myself in position and started to lick.
Rachel was very sensitive and I felt her flinch each time my tongue made contact with her clit. I licked up and down the length of her pussy, teasing the opening and lapping up her juices. She soon settled as I found a rhythm that she seemed to like.
A hand reached between my legs and Sara took a firm hold of the base of my cock. The pressure emphasised how swollen and hard I felt but there was no direct stimulation.
I kept licking at Rachel’s pussy and she started to respond, raising her hips to push herself against my mouth. I alternated between her clit and her opening. Her breathing deepened and sped up and as she started to cum again my mouth and chin were flooded with her juices. I kept licking away, waiting for Sara’s instruction.
Sara maintained her grip on my cock but said nothing.
I carried on with my task and focused my attention on Rachel’s clit. I sucked it into my mouth and flicked at it with my tongue as I had with Sara earlier. Rachel was still very sensitive and responded quickly, bucking against my mouth as another orgasm overcame her. I eased off a little but carried on. Rachel had another two or three orgasms before Sara spoke again.
“That’s enough for now. Let her rest. Please return to the middle of the room.” This was going to be a little more challenging in darkness.
I shuffled away, stopping when I thought I was pretty close to where I’d started. My face was wet from Rachel’s juices and all I could smell was her pussy. My cock lost none of its hardness.
I felt and heard Sara moving around me. I felt her hands on the ropes around my wrists. She untied the rope that was attached to my scrotum and reached between my legs to release my aching balls. It was so good to have a little freedom.
Sara moved away from me, and I heard her sit down on the sofa again.
“How are you doing?” she asked.
I wasn’t sure if this was directed at me or Rachel.
“I’m good. Thank you, Mistress,” Rachel replied. “I haven’t cum like that for a long time.”
“I think it’s my turn again,” said Sara. “Please go and get that cock and bring it to me.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I heard Rachel get up and come towards me. I felt her hand circle my cock and pull me forwards. I shuffled as quickly as I could as she led me towards Sara.
“Stroke me with it,” Sara ordered.
Rachel pulled me closer to Sara and my cock made contact with her pussy. Rachel stoked the head up and down. I felt the head at her opening and it entered her briefly before being pulled out and up again to rub against her clit. Rachel alternated this motion, up and down. Each time I slipped inside Sara I was pushed a little deeper. Sara’s breathing increased.
“Oh. Fuck me with that cock,” Sara said. “Tell me when he’s about to cum.”
Rachal adjusted her grip on my cock, taking hold around the base. I felt her other hand reach around between my legs from behind and she circled her finger around my scrotum. I followed her movement as she pushed me in and then pulled me out of her Mistress’ very wet pussy. I felt Sara’s muscles contract around the head of my cock as her orgasm built. She twitched and pushed herself against me, squashing Rachel’s hand that was still gripping the base of my cock.
Sara started to cum. I felt her hot juices on my balls. Rachel kept thrusting me in and out.
I could feel my orgasm building. My balls contracted against Rachel’s grip and my cock twitched.
“He’s ready Mistress,” said Rachel.
“Pull him out and make him cum. I want his cum all over me. Don’t stop until I tell you to.” Was Sara’s response.
Rachel pulled me back and out of Sara’s pussy. She changed her grip and start to wank me, stroking up and down the length of my cock. I was wet from Sara’s juices and the copious amounts of pre-cum I’d produced.
Rachel was relentless and maintained quite a fast rhythm. I felt my orgasm grow. My whole body went rigid with the first spurt. I moaned loudly. Rachel didn’t falter. She milked every drop of cum from me and just kept going, spurt after spurt. I bucked against her hand as the head of my cock became more and more sensitive. I wanted Rachel to stop, but I also didn’t, even when my spurting had ceased. The pleasure of her touch was almost painful, but not quite.
“OK. He can clean me up now. Use your mouth. Try to keep him hard,” said Sara.
Rachel released my cock and I felt her hand on my back pushing me forwards. I then felt Sara’s hands on either side of my head.
“Here, let me guide you.”
I stuck out my tongue as Sara guide my head to her pussy. She brushed my tongue against her clit and then pulled me upwards. I felt the stickiness of my cum on her pubis bone and started to lick, taking in and swallowing all the cum I could gather.
I felt Rachel’s head between my thighs. She was on her back and sliding herself up. She took the head of my cock between her lips and started to suck, gently at first.
I focussed on my task and allowed Sara to move my head slowly up her torso. I had cum a huge load and was licking it all up. A large amount had pooled between her breasts and, once I’d swallowed it all, I started on the task of cleaning her breasts. Her nipples were hard as rock as is suckled and licked them. There was so much cum to clean up.
All the while Rachel was sucking on the head of my cock, moving with me as I was moving up Sara’s body, drawing me deeper into her mouth. I had softened a little, but her attentions soon had me fully hard again. I was surprised given how much I had cum, and the incessant milking that I’d received. She teased the still-sensitive head with her tongue as she sucked me in.
Sara pulled me still further up her body to lick her neck clean of cum. There was so much of it. I licked and swallowed as her hands guided my head.
“Is he still hard down there?” Sara asked.
Rachel mumbled a “yes,” maintaining her oral grip on my hard cock.
“Good. He can fuck me again then.”
As Sara guided me backwards, her hands still on either side of my head I felt Rachel wriggle away from between my legs, releasing my cock.
Rachel quickly returned to my side and took hold of the base of my cock. She once again guided me towards Sara’s waiting pussy. I felt no resistance at all as I slid my whole length into her. Once I was balls deep Rachel’s hand released my cock.
“I’d like a nice steady pace please,” said Sara.
“Yes Mistress,” replied Rachel.
I began to thrust in and out of Sara’s pussy. Long slow strokes, pulling back until the swollen head of my cock was almost at her opening.
I felt Rachel’s hand on my buttock, her fingers moving, seeking out my own puckered little opening. When she made contact she teased my hole, circling it, steadily increasing the pressure. I just kept up a steady pace trying to ignore the distraction.
Rachel’s fingers vanished briefly only to return feeling wet and slippery. She must have dipped them into her pussy for lubrication. She continued to apply pressure until one, then two fingers pushed past my sphincter. As I pulled out of Sara. Rachel pushed her fingers deeper inside me, following my forward movement until she was knuckles deep inside me.
Sara’s breathing was starting to become heavier as I carried on thrusting in and out of her. I could feel the wetness in her pussy increasing. I could feel her muscles starting to contract around me, massaging my sensitive cock head. As her orgasm grew so did mine.
Rachel’s fingers, deep in my arse, started to move. She must have located my prostate. She kept up a steady pressure, rubbing hard as she circled the little organ inside me. I felt like I was starting to cum, my juices flowing, well before any other sensations hit me.
Sara started to buck and push against me as her orgasm started. Her pussy contracted and I felt like she was pulling me deeper. This was all too much for my now aching cock and I felt myself twitch and throb as I came heavily. Rachel continued her assault on my prostate. It was a bit of a sensory overload.
Despite my twitching, I kept up a steady pace as the combination of Sara’s pussy and Rachel’s fingers milked me dry. Even with my constant movements, Sara started to come down from her orgasm.
“Thank you, my lovely subs. That hit the spot,” she said, her breathing becoming more steady. “Make sure he cleans up his mess.” This was evidently directed to Rachel.
I felt Rachel’s fingers being drawn out from my anus and she guided me back and downward. I felt the heat from Sara’s pussy against my face before my lips made contact.
I started to lick, dipping my head down so I could reach her puckered little hole before lapping upwards covering the length of her pussy. I savoured the mixture of our juices as I swallowed and repeated the process. Cum flowed continuously from her, it seemed never-ending. Rachel’s fingers must have milked me of more than I’d ever released before.
Rachel reached around and under me taking hold of my now flaccid cock. Her other hand was on my shoulder, guiding me up and down as I licked our mistress clean.
I don’t know how long I was licking for but eventually, the flow of cum from Sara’s pussy lessened until I was just savouring her fresh juices.
“Can you release his arms for me?” asked Sara.
“Yes, Mistress. I think so,” was Rachel’s response.
Rachel released my cock and started to loosen the ropes around my wrists and arms. I carried on licking at Sara’s pussy. As Rachel pulled the ropes from my back I flexed my shoulders a little restoring movement to my achy arms.
“Come and sit with me,” said Sara. I felt her hand on my head and she drew me upwards and steered my body so I sat next to her. She raised my right arm so she could snuggle up to me. I felt her breast against my side. Her hand was on my thigh, stroking upwards.
“Join us, Rachel,” was her next instruction.
I felt Rachel sit herself down on my other side. She lifted my left arm, as Sara had, and cuddled up close, her hand on my left thigh.
I sat quietly between the ladies, still in darkness. I longed for them to remove my blindfold.
Sara kept stroking my thigh, getting closer to my cock and balls with each stroke until she gently took hold of my balls. This time they felt small in her hand as she massaged them. Rachel’s hand mirrored Sara’s but she slowly wrapped her fingers around my now soft cock. She massaged my cock from base to head. Whilst soft and tired I could feel myself responding a little. I didn’t think there was any chance of my becoming hard again. Not for a while, anyway.
“You’ve both done very well today,” said Sara. “Rachel, I instructed you to keep Andrew on edge before I decided it was time for him to cum. You did a lovely job for me. I will remember to reward you for that. I then instructed you to milk him dry. Judging by the state of his cock I think you may have succeeded in that too.”
Both women continued to massage my cock and balls. Amazingly my cock was beginning to harden again. Rachel continued to move her hand up and down my length, slowly increasing her grip on me.
“Andrew, you did an excellent job of cleaning up after yourself. You’ve made me very happy today.” I smiled as Sara said this. I don’t think I’d ever swallowed so much cum before.
I relaxed and just took in the sensations. I could feel the warmth of the naked ladies sitting on either side of me. I was aware of their breasts again my skin and they massaged my cock and balls. We all smelt of sex. I tried to picture the scene. I would have given anything to be a fly on the wall.
My cock was responding to the stimulation and I felt a throb as the head started to become sensitive again. Rachel carried on with her stroking and squeezing, flicking her thumb over the tip each time she reached the head.
I felt myself start to contract and twitch as they continued. My orgasm just built and built until I felt my abdomen tighten and my cock twitch heavily in Rachel’s hand. I moaned and came but did not feel the familiar spirts. The contractions were intense and I could feel a little more lubrication on the head of my cock, but there was nothing more.
Rachel released my cock which remained surprisingly hard. I felt her fingers at my mouth and stuck my tongue out. She wiped a small dribble of cum on my tongue.
“That’s all that was left, Mistress,” she said as I licked her thumb clean.
“You did do well,” replied Sara. “Worthy of another reward. Don’t worry I won’t forget.”
I just sat there. Stunned and very relaxed. My cock was still quite hard and Sara was still massaging my empty balls.
“Right. I need to tidy up a bit and, Andrew, you need to thank Rachel for her help today.”
I felt Sara move to get up and I lifted my arm so she could disentangle herself. Rachel moved away too. Sara took my hand and pulled me up. My legs were a little shaky. She guided me away from the sofa and I soon found myself lying on the carpet. I assumed I was in the middle of the room once more.
I felt Rachel place her feet at my shoulders and she then lowered herself until her pussy was resting against my mouth. I reached up with the tongue and teased her lips apart, seeking out her opening. Having found my target I circled and teased her pussy, licking from her opening to her clit. It wasn’t long before her breathing increased again and she moved back a little so I could focus on her clit.
I sucked her little swollen bud into my mouth and started to flick it with my tongue. I wasn’t aware of anything else around me. I was just a tool for Rachel to achieve orgasm, nothing more.
Rachel’s orgasm built quite quickly and she ground her pussy against my mouth as she came. I kept sucking and licking and she held herself in place as her next orgasm followed, and the next. I felt her tremble as her pussy took over. She moaned deeply as she twitched. Her juices flooded my mouth over and over again. She became overly sensitive after what seemed like a few minutes, it could have been longer and lifted herself away from my mouth.
“Here’s your coat,” I heard Sara say. She was next to us.
Rachel stood and I could hear her putting on her coat.
Sara took my hand and pulled me upwards. I got a little unsteadily to my feet. I felt her hands behind my head and the blindfold was released. I had to blink a few times to regain clear vision. Sara was wearing my robe and Rachel was standing there in her coat and heels. Both were smiling. Rachel’s hair was a bit of a mess but I thought it best to say nothing.
I looked down and was surprised to see that I was still semi-hard.
“It’s time for Rachel to leave us now,” said Sara. She walked over to Rachel and gave her a hug and a kiss. Rachel then came over to me. She took hold of my cock in one hand and pulled me close to her with the other. She kissed me on the lips and smiled. Saying nothing, she left.
I felt drained. Sara smiled at me.
“How was that then?” she asked.
“You did really well,” I replied. I was aware that her confidence was high and I didn’t want to say anything that might bring her down. “I feel completely drained. I think that was your intention?”
She smiled again. “Yes, it was. I want to find more ways to do that, but I thought this would be a good start.”
I realised that I was feeling hungry and looked at the clock. It was nearly a quarter to eight. I wasn’t surprised that eight hours like that had exhausted me.
“I need to eat,” I said.
“Me too,” said Sara. “Sit yourself down and relax. I’ll rustle something up.” She vanished into the kitchen.
Her version of rustling something up turned out to be ham sandwiches, salad, crisps, and drinks. It was almost a feast after the trial I had endured that day. We sat and ate together quietly. The conversation was light-hearted and relaxing.
I was aware that Sara seemed to be watching the clock.
“Do you need to get home?” I asked.
“I probably should,” she replied. I could see disappointment in her face. “John is back tomorrow and I need to make our flat presentable. If I stay here any longer I’m only delaying the inevitable.”
I could see that this was troubling here but there was little that I could do to help.
“Look, if you need to talk call me any time. If you need to escape you know where I am,” I said.
She smiled. “Thank you. I’m sure it’ll be fine. I do appreciate your friendship.”
Sara stood up and took the tray of plates back into the kitchen. She returned naked and handed me my bathrobe. Then she headed off to the bedroom to get dressed.
I pottered in the living room, picking up ropes and generally making things a bit more presentable. Sara wasn’t long. She was brushing her hair as she came back into the room.
“Do you want a lift home?” I asked, “It won’t take me long to throw something on.”
“I’d rather you stayed like that if you’re going to drive me anywhere.” She smiled. “No, but thank you again. I think I should walk. It’ll help me clear my head. Can I leave my shopping here?”
“Of course you can. Just let me know when you want it. I can run it around to you or you can pick it up whenever.”
She came over to me and hugged me.
“Thank you. For everything,” she said.
I hugged her back.
“Be sure to keep in touch. Let me know if you need anything,” I replied. “I’m happy to be a shoulder or just an ear if needed.”
Sara smiled at me as she pulled away.
“Thank you. And don’t worry about me. I’m sure it’ll be fine and I want to come back for more, soon.”
I smiled and she turned and headed for the door. I followed her and she looked back at me, still smiling, as she headed down the corridor.
Once she turned the corner, I closed the door and locked up. I needed to sleep.