Thursday, March 31, 2016

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 132

Late that morning the package Jessica had been eagerly awaiting arrived. She had ordered a second strap-on exactly like Magic, except black instead of blue. She plugged it in to charge and sat back to think about how best to break it in.

An hour later she convened the whole household in the bedroom and instructed Jane and Marie to get into 69 position on the bed, with Jane on top. They obeyed unquestioningly, of course. Jessica got out four sets of handcuffs and cuffed Jane’s wrists to Marie’s ankles and vice versa. Then she unplugged the new strap-on, helped Celeste into the harness, and flipped the switch.

“Ooh,” said Celeste, giggling as the vibration from the strap-on stimulated her pussy. Jessica equipped herself with Magic and they went to town, taking turns filling Marie and Jane’s holes from both ends. When they were finished there was a limp pool of sweaty, satisfied female on the bed, and Jessica and Celeste had each had several orgasms of their own.

Jessica uncuffed Jane and Marie and told them to clean the strap-ons and make sure they were charged. Janice was coming over later, and Jessica wanted to show her an especially good time.

Jane and Marie frowned at each other. It was becoming clear that their mistress had a new favorite, that Celeste was being treated differently than they were. They didn’t really resent Celeste, because they were both already a little in love with her too. But it did seem like they were going to get stuck with all the dirty work.

They weren’t going to say this to Jessica, of course. Aside from the fear of being punished, it was hard to complain too much when you’d just been fucked halfway to oblivion. They dutifully went about their business without a word.

* * *

Olivia had spent the night at Claire’s, and they had stayed up late, eating, drinking, talking, and occasionally fucking. Today was Claire’s day off, so she went ahead and slept in, basking in the luxury of having nowhere to go and nothing to do. When she finally rose Olivia was still snoozing peacefully, so she crept quietly to the kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee. As she sipped she screwed up her courage to call Tara.

By the time she had finished her cup of coffee and started on a second, she was ready. She picked up her phone and made the call. Tara answered immediately, sounding genuinely happy to hear from Claire. When Claire explained the situation Tara swore that she knew nothing about it and promised to talk to Mimi and call Claire back. Claire wasn’t 100% convinced but said OK and hung up.

When she walked back into the bedroom Olivia had rolled over onto her side, clutching Claire’s stuffed panda bear to her chest. She looked absolutely and utterly adorable.

Claire slipped into bed next to Olivia and spooned her from behind. She’d never known a girl with skin so soft and creamy. It was a tactile miracle, a pleasure to the touch and taste.

Claire licked Olivia on the back of the neck and worked her way down, enjoying the texture and flavor of her shoulder blades, her back. Olivia moaned, beginning to come awake. Claire traced her tongue around Olivia’s side and into the little crevice above her waist. From there she moved up and around toward the front, gently nudging the stuffed bear aside and taking a nipple into her mouth.

Olivia let out a little “Mmmmmm” sound and rolled over onto her back, wrapping one arm around Claire as Claire moved on to the other breast. It was hard for Claire to pull herself away from Olivia’s tits – they were so savory in the mouth – but she had another destination in mind. She licked her way down Olivia’s ribcage, belly, and hipbones; Olivia arched her back, lifted her hips, and opened her legs. Her pussy was blooming with readiness.

Her patience at an end, Claire slid forward and began to lap away at Olivia’s cunt. She felt Olivia fumbling at the belt of her jeans, and then tugging them off. Soon they were 69ing, locked tightly in each others’ embrace, and the outside world was forgotten.

* * *

Janice arrived 15 minutes early for dinner, looking eager and gripping a bottle of champagne in each hand. She’d been on her best behavior all week, playing hostess to her entire extended family, and was ready to cut loose a little.

All it took was one look at Celeste for her to know it was going to be a great night. The new addition to Jessica’s household was absolutely breathtaking, and Jessica was always so generous about sharing her treasures. From that point on Janice relaxed into the flow of things, popping open a bottle of bubbly and acting the polite guest while anticipating what pleasures the evening might hold.


1 comment:

  1. every word of the first two parts is incredible and i hope the third part leads to an incredible next chapter :)