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Christa part 2 (mff)
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Subject: Christa Part 2 (mff,D&S)
Reply-To: [email protected] (DOUG STEWART)
Date: Wed Jul 12 15:26:00 1995
Christa - Part II. An original story by Doug Stewart
Keeping Marlena out of the way, I kept my eyes on Christa as I
enjoyed the feeling of the mouth busily engulfing the entire length
of my cock. Christa was doing a wonderful job of sucking the dog, I
noted, but more amazing than that, I could tell that she was
beginning to enjoy it. I knew the slut's body and reactions well
enough to recognize the first stirrings of arousal. I could see her
ass beginning to wiggle like it always did when she sucked me off.
Of course, I'd thoroughly question her later about all of her
feelings about what happened. She was not permitted to keep
anything secret from me.
As I watched, the pace of the action before me reached a
frantic pitch. The dog was now obviously getting close to his
orgasm, his cock urgently thrusting in and out of Christa's mouth
at amazing speed.
Feeling as if I would soon cum, too, I roughly grabbed a
handful of Marlena's long brown hair and used it to yank her face
away from my cock. I didn't want to cum just yet.
"Get over there and lick the whore's cunt," I ordered.
Marlena didn't hesitate. Quickly she was over by my slave and
the dog. Without wasting any time, she rolled over onto her back,
then scooted up until her face was directly under Christa's
dripping snatch, which was elevated because Christa was still on
her hands and knees. Once there, she saw the beer bottle that was
still stuck deep in the bitch's cunt, and looked over to me with a
silent, questioning look.
I nodded, so Marlena reached up and grabbed the neck of the
bottle, which wasn't too easy as it was buried so far up Christa's
hole. Once her fingers had a good grip, though, she yanked the
bottle out with one swift motion. It must have hurt, as Christa
yelped loudly in surprise, even with her mouth full of pistoning
dog cock.
Marlena tossed the bottle aside just as her glistening tongue
slid into Christa's pussy. With an eager determination, she began
licking the pussy of the slave bitch that she had met less than an
hour ago. I knew more than anyone who much Marlena enjoyed eating
pussy. After all, I was the one that taught her to do it. "That's a
good bitch," I said, urging her on, determined to humiliate her as
well. "Lick that pussy full of fresh dog spit." I was delighted to
see Marlena shudder as she heard my words, but she didn't slow
down.
It was obvious within a few moments that I'd timed everything
perfectly. After only a few hungry licks from Marlena's tongue, I
saw Christa's entire body tense up, then heard some delicious
grunts and moans escaping her plugged mouth, and I knew she was
cumming. The dog must have sensed his bitch's excitement, because
only a second later, he filled her sucking mouth full of his cum.
Christa shuddered as well, but I could clearly see her throat
bobbing as she swallowed it all.
The moment seemed to last forever, and it was the most
exciting scene I had ever watched. Christa never stopped cumming
the entire time she was eating dog cum, Marlena's expert tongue
keeping her peaked without mercy. I couldn't help myself, and at
that moment, I had an powerful orgasm, too, without anyone touching
me. I shot an incredible amount of thick, gooey white cum which
collected in the tight curls of hair surrounding my cock.
The dog, his needs satisfied for the moment, didn't linger. He
simply stepped back, pulling his cock away from the lips of the
she-whore beneath him, then trotted into the other room.
Marlena, without being told, crawled across the room to me
when she saw the mess I'd made, leaving Christa panting on the
floor, still recovering from her most recent orgasm and probably
starting to think about the act she'd just performed.
Without using her hands, Marlena popped the head of my cock
covered with cum into her mouth and lightly sucked on the tip as
she licked it clean with her wet tongue. She kept this up until I
was completely soft, then used her hand to hold my cock out of the
way while she submissively sucked the sperm out of my pubic hairs.
She looked up at me as she put the drenched hairs in her mouth,
then slowly let them slide back out as she backed her head away.
She didn't stop until she'd eaten all of the cum out of my hair.
We all needed a few minutes to rest, so I ordered Christa to
get glasses of wine for Marlena and me. I knew Christa was thirsty,
too, as her entire body was covered sexily with a layer of sweat,
so I allowed her to crawl to the bath room and drink her fill from
the toilet.
When she returned, Marlena and I were on the sofa, holding
each other in our arms. The feeling of her large tits pressing up
against me was already making my cock start to stiffen slightly. As
Christa got down on the floor in front of the sofa, I began the
video tape of Christa we'd just recorded as Marlena and I sipped
our wine.
For the next half hour, we watched the most exciting video I'd
ever scene. Christa kept busy by laying on the floor in front of us
and lovingly sucking and licking our toes and feet. The wine, the
video of the slut on the TV in front of us, Marlena rubbing her
tits on me as she gently stroked my spent cock, and the feeling of
Christa's hot moist mouth engulfing my toes all worked together to
get me ready for action again in record time.
I turned to Marlena and grabbed her face in both my hands,
turning her towards me as I pressed my mouth over hers. Our tongues
fought for the next few minutes as our hands explored each other's
bodies.
Getting excited, I pushed Marlena back and climbed on top of
her, easily sliding my cock into her wet pussy. I wasn't completely
hard yet, but it was easy enough to get my cock inside her. We
established a slow, steady rhythm as we continued our torrid
embrace. Breaking the kiss for a moment, I spoke to Christa.
"Get that whore mouth of yours off of my feet and on my ass
where it belongs."
And so, while laying on top of one warm, wonderful body, my
stiffening cock working in and out of her cunt, my mouth pressed
roughly against hers, I felt Christa's hands spreading my cheeks
apart as her lips kissed me right on my asshole. It felt so good as
she then reached out with her wet tongue and began to probe my hole
with it. Her tongue in my ass was making me feel so good that I
started thrusting into Marlena with more and more urgency. With
each thrust from my cock, Christa's faced bounced against my ass as
she tried to work her tongue deeper into my anus.
I couldn't help but wonder at that moment how Christa was
feeling. Here she was with her tongue in the ass of the man she
loved while he was fucking another woman who she had only met this
evening. Thinking of her degradation and the humiliation she must
have been experienced was beginning to get me really hot. I
realized that if I didn't stop soon, I'd be cumming again.
I decided that everything felt too good to stop, so I kept
going. I was now fucking Marlena as hard and as fast as I could,
and as I kept my mouth on hers, she had her second orgasm of the
evening, moaning right into my mouth. That almost set me off right
then, but I wanted to hold back for just a few more moments.
"Get ready, slut. Get your face down by my cock."
Christa moved with amazing speed to comply, getting her face
below me, only inches away from where it was fucking a pussy other
than hers. Pulling out, I grabbed my cock and moved it back about
one inch, then put the head covered with Marlena's twat juice just
inside the bitch's mouth. As her tongue expertly began licking the
head of my cock, I felt myself twitch once, then start pumping shot
after shot of steaming cum directly against her tongue. God, it
felt good!
I thrusted a few times, forcing my cock deep into her mouth at
unexpected moments, just because I liked the feeling of control it
gave me. Christa grunted around the cum in her mouth as I surprised
her. Staying that way for the next few minutes, I left my softening
cock in Christa's wet mouth as I continued to kiss Marlena, who I
was still laying on top of.
Soon, my cock had returned to its normal flaccid state, but
this was accompanied by the familiar urge to pee that I often feel
after cumming. In fact, I find it pleasurable to do so as soon
after my orgasm as possible. Since Christa's mouth was already
surrounding my cock, I simply began to urinate directly into her
mouth.
She was surprised, and I felt her choke once before she was
able to catch on and begin swallowing, keeping up with the flow of
my hot fluid coursing down her throat. I didn't have as much volume
this time as the last, and she easily drank it all down. After all,
she got a lot of practice. When I was done, I reached back and
roughly grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up and around until
her face was pressed tightly against my ass again. She didn't need
to be told twice, and I again felt the wonderful sensation of her
working her moist tongue inside my ass.
"Get that slut tongue of yours in deeper, ass licking whore,"
I commanded. Marlena smiled wickedly as I held her face in my
strong hands and licked her lips while my slave struggled to get
her tongue deep inside me.
It felt so wonderful, so I laid there with Marlena for the
next 15 minutes enjoying the bitch's tongue in my ass. Finally,
though, I knew it was time to continue the fun.
"That's enough ass for now, you hungry slut," I laughed.
"Perhaps Marlena will be willing to give you some, too, in a little
while, if you ask her real nice. For now, go to your room and wait
for me."
Once she was gone, I picked up the duffel bag that Marlena had
brought with her and started to go through it. "Let's see what kind
of goodies you brought."
The first item was a monstrous black vibrator. It had a
rubbery texture and was realistically formed to simulate a real
penis, including veins along the shaft and a nice fat mushroom-
shaped head. As I hefted it, I guess that it was a least 12 inches
long, and I couldn't enclose with the fingers of one hand.
"Your slut asked for something in her ass," Marlena grinned.
"That should do the trick."
And then some, I thought, setting the massive tool aside. The
next items I pulled out of her bag was readily identifiable as an
enema bag, tube, and nozzle. I cast Marlena an appraising look.
"The slut didn't ask for this," I said.
"No, she didn't," Marlena replied. "We can't be too
predictable now, can we?"
I couldn't argue with that. The next two items were similar
yet excitingly different. The first was a standard ball gag,
wonderfully bright red in color with black leather straps. A shiver
of anticipation shot through me as I imagined Christa's sexy lips
stretched obscenely and helplessly around that bright red ball.
Marlena knew full well how much I enjoyed seeing that. The second
item, however, was something a little more unusual. I examined it
carefully, and discovered that it was essentially a double ball
gag, created by joining two bright red balls together. I noticed
that a tube ran completely through the two balls.
Reaching into the duffel bag, Marlena pulled out two sets of
nose plugs. I didn't need her to draw me a map as I imagined how
much fun it would be to bind her to the slut and then plug both of
their noses. I grinned at Marlena.
"You're still the biggest slut of all, aren't you?"
"Guilty as charged, Master," she grinned.
I put the gags and plugs on top of the growing pile and went
back to the bag, wondering what else my sexy slave might have
packed. The next few items were fairly standard, but I looked
forward to using them all on the slut. There was a pair of wicked
looking nipple clamps with jagged teeth and tightening screws
followed by two sets of more normal looking clamps. There was a
flesh colored butt plug, about six inches in length. I knew how
much the slut hated these. I laid it next to the enema equipment.
Two sets of police handcuffs were next. I took the keys and set
them on the coffee table. A paddle covered with black leather was
next. I had firsthand experience with how much a swat from a paddle
like this could hurt. The next thing was a cat made out of long
strips of soft, black leather. Finally, I pulled out a more normal-
sized flesh-colored dildo complete with everything Marlena would
need to strap it on.
I eyed Marlena. "You really came loaded for bear."
"That's not everything yet," she replied mischievously.
Wondering what else there could be, I pulled out the last
items from the bag. It was a small black box with an adjustable
dial, with a power cord and several wires attached.
Seeing my cautious expression, Marlena defended the device.
"It's not that bad," she said. "I even use it on myself
occasionally, at the lowest levels, to have some really powerful
orgasms. I'm sure we can find some use for it on the slut."
Shrugging, I handed the unit to Marlena. "Show me," I
commanded her.
I almost thought I saw a flash of embarrassment on the face of
my long-time slave, a quick flash of crimson on her normally creamy
white skin that almost matched her fiery red hair. I didn't think
it was still possible for the experienced slave to still feel
embarrassment. Under my watchful gaze, I watched Marlena sit on the
floor with the box and lean against the wall near a power outlet.
She plugged the unit into the wall, then expertly attached the
wires to her body. She put two directly on her nipples, one on her
clit, and the rest on her pussy lips. Looking me in the eye, she
turned the box on to it's lowest power level.
It really was like flipping a switch. Her whole body tensed,
then gradually relaxed again. Her eyes closed, she leaned back, and
already I could see her hips starting to rhythmically flex back and
forth. She waited a few more moments, then adjusted the power a
little higher. Her finger must have slipped, because she grunted in
surprise before she turned it back down again. Her mouth was open
and she was panting like crazy.
Then, she was cumming. My god, I thought, that thing works
fast. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably and she was now
moaning continuously. I noticed that her eyes were now open and she
was looking at me.
"Is that, ung, enough, Master?"
"Not by a long shot, whore." I reached down and turned the
dial up some more, causing Marlena to actually yelp out loud in
surprise. "I expect a full demonstration. Is that clear?"
Still in the throes of continuos orgasm, Marlena was barely
able to grunt out her response, "Yes, Master."
It really was amazing. As long as the box stayed on, she was
caught in that orgasm. I couldn't help but turn the box up one more
notch.
"Please, Master," she begged. "Oh God, I can't ... oh please."
"Too bad, cunt. Do it anyway." I picked up the red ball gag
and roughly stuffed it in her mouth. She immediately started
drooling uncontrollably around the edges of her mouth and started
grunting and moaning even louder. It was one of the sexiest things
I'd ever seen. Looking down, I noticed that my tired cock was
amazingly rock hard again.
Stepping up to Marlena, I rubbed the head of cock around her
mouth, getting it wet with her saliva. As I stood above her
watching her body cum over and over again, I began rubbing the head
of my cock all over her face. Moving up slightly, I began gently
thrusting and rubbing against her closed eyelid.
Tears started streaming down her face as her body continued to
be racked with relentless orgasms. That sight was too much for me,
and even though it had only been a short time since my last orgasm,
I felt myself go over the edge. I urgently reached down and yanked
Marlena's head back by the hair, then held her that way as I held
my cock tightly against her eye and flooded it with hot sticky jets
of my cum. Amazingly, it was my strongest blast of the evening yet.
Exhausted, I laid on the floor next to Marlena and yanked the
power cord out of the wall. For the next five minutes, we didn't do
anything except catch our breath. Finally, I reached over and
popped the red ball away from her sexy tear-stained face.
She was now laying on her back on the floor. I propped myself
up on one elbow and examined her face. Her entire left eye socket
was filled with a pool of my creamy white jism. She really did look
good that way.
"Hey, you fucking pig whore. Are you too good to open your
eyes now?"
Marlena moaned, but did as I commanded. With me above her,
only inches from her face, I watched as she forced her left eye
open. I could just make out her pupil through the thick layer of
cream that was resting on top of it.
"That's a good cunt," I said. "That was quite a demonstration,
by the way."
"Thank you, Master," she sniffed.
Leaving her there on the floor for the moment, I went to
Christa's room, where I found Christa kneeling in her corner with
her head bowed. Without a word, I grabbed a handful of her
beautiful brown hair and pulled her to her feet. I led her back to
the living room, forced her to her knees, and pulled her face down
next to Marlena's.
"Suck the cum out of her eye," I commanded.
Christa lowered her face, and with loud slurping noises, did
as she was told.
"Use your tongue, whore. Clean that eyeball good."
It was quite a sight. Christa, trembling slightly, her tongue
darting out of her mouth, was licking away gobs of my cum from the
eye socket of another woman. Marlena, below her, feeling the slimy
tongue on her, was still quivering from her bout of recent orgasms.
When she finished, Christa sat back on her heels and looked to
me for instructions, still licking her lips.
"Get back to your room, bitch." Christa got up to leave. "This
time," I added, "lock yourself down." She then left the room, but
not before giving the pile of new toys a wary look.
I helped Marlena back to her feet and over to the sofa. I
popped a new tape in the VCR, freshened our drinks, then sat next
to her, snuggling up against her.
"God, that was so good," I told her.
"Mmm, Master. It sure was. I told you that the box was safe."
"I should say so. How long have you been using it?"
Marlena bit her lower lip as she thought about it. "About a
year now. It was a gift from one of my boy-sluts. It is a wonderful
form of punishment, but I have to be careful when I use it on
myself. I try not to use it more than once a week ... it's kind of
addicting."
Judging by what I'd just seen, I could only agree. I looked
forward to using it on the slut.
"I need some time to recharge," I said. So, as we sipped our
wine together, I pressed the play button on the remote control.
The tape happened to be one of my favorites. It was a two-hour
collage I had made of nothing but one shot after another of me
cumming on Christa's face. With each scene lasting about 30
seconds, there were about 240 shots of me cumming on the slut's
face. It had taken me a long time to make this video.
In some of the scenes, you could see me pulling out of
Christa's mouth at the end of a blowjob to spunk her face. In
others, I had limited her to using her hands to do the job. Less
often, you could see me pull my cock out of the cunt or ass of
another woman before shooting my thick cream on Christa's willing
face. While still keeping with the theme of the project, I had
attempted to make every scene unique in some way, a goal I think I
achieved quite well.
Where I came on the slut's face was varied as well. Most of
the shots I naturally aimed directly into her mouth or onto her
outstretched tongue, as that was my favorite way to cum on her. But
there were also some exciting shots of me cumming into her open
eyes or filling up her ears with cum. Another favorite was shooting
into her lovely hair. And in a couple, I even shot directly up her
nose.
Marlena had never seen the video before, and as we cuddled on
the sofa, we enjoyed the movie, each other, and the wine.
After two hours, during which Marlena watched the screen in
rapt attention, she turned to me. "God, what an exciting movie!"
she said as she busily licked my neck. She started kissing me
again, her tongue hungrily probing into my willing mouth, as her
expert hand dropped to me lap and lovingly caressed my cock and
balls.
Between the movie and Marlena's attentions, I was delighted to
see that I was again able to maintain an erection. It was now time
to visit Christa again. "Bring the toys, fuck slut," I ordered
Marlena as I left the room.
Entering Christa's room, I was pleased to see that she was not
in the corner. Instead, she was standing in the middle of the room,
bent over at the waist. She had placed black leather cuffs around
each ankle and wrist. Each cuff had a D-ring on it so the slut
could place herself in bondage when I so desired. She had attached
the rings of her left wrist and left ankle, and repeated the
process on the right. She had been standing self-bound in this
position for the last two hours.
As Marlena entered the room with her bag, Christa spoke.
"Please, Master."
"What is it, slut?"
Her face reddened as she realized she was going to have to
voice her request in front of our guest. It was a nice reminder of
Christa's ongoing humiliation.
"Please, Master. I have to pee."
I went to Christa's dresser and grabbed two baby bottles and a
funnel. Returning to my bent over slut, I placed the funnel and a
bottle up against her snatch. "Go," I ordered.
Without delay, the bottle began filling up. The contents felt
so hot that it seemed they might almost be able to burn my fingers.
When the bottle was just about full, I said simply, "Stop."
Christa literally cut off the flow the instant I told her to.
I had trained her well. I knew how hard it was to turn it off like
a switch. I put the second bottle in place and allowed her to
finish. Once they were both full, I put the nipples on the bottles
and set them aside.
Christa hung her head in shame. "Thank you for letting this
slut go pee, Master."
"How did you teach the whore such control?" Marlena asked.
"Practice, practice, practice," I laughed.
It was now time to move on. Even though my cock almost ready
to stay hard, I wanted some more time. Something in Marlena's bag
gave me an idea. Taking out the enema equipment, I ordered Marlena
to fill up the two-quart bag. "Make it hot," I said. "I want the
slut to feel it as it goes deep in her bowels."
While Marlena was gone, I held the nozzle up to Christa's
face. "Lick, slut." I watched as her tongue dutifully did its best
to get the tool moist for entry in her ass. Stepping behind the
slut, I got a beautiful view of her brown puckered anus. It was
wonderfully on display as her cheeks were spread wide apart from
her bent condition. I put the nozzle against her ass, then pushed
it in with one hard thrust. Christa yelped from the sudden
intrusion.
Marlena returned with the bag and I took it from her. "Think
you got it hot enough," I asked sarcastically. The water was almost
scalding hot. Working quickly, we attached the tube to the nozzle
and the other end to the bag. Turning the bag, we both watched with
delight as the slut jumped as she felt the hot water entering her
ass. Christa sobbed and tears started streaming down her face.
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