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the plot bubbles, moving from Nora's hotel room to the penthouse spa, where
Bobby the slutboy takes a shower with Wally the rich blond housewife....






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    I relaxed on my haunches, my wrists cuffed behind my
back with furlined restraints. I was somewhat relaxed, having just
spurted a load of my sperm on and in several of women that Nora
had gathered in her hotel room. The women sat on edge, with
flushed faces. The upper class blond woman who kneeled in front
of me pushed a glob of my seed from her chin into her mouth.
She said,
    "I haven't tasted that in years. I haven't felt a vibrant hard
penis for so long I've forgotten how hot it makes me!"
    Nora stood beside me with her hand on top of my head.
Miss Tingley, my high school English teacher, sat back in her
chair, her dress still bunched up around her waist. She looked
down at the mess I'd deposited on her sex, the threads of thick
white semen interwoven in her light brown pubes. She said,
    "My, Bobby, I had no idea you were so mature."
    Nora said,
    "As you can see, an erect penis can be controlled. It is
essential that you, as a woman, determine when, where, and if
your man ejaculates. In this case our slaveboy has made rather a
mess, and I think men should always be responsible for taking
care of their messes."
    She took the loop of the leash from Miss Tingley, and
pressed the back of my head into my English teachers freckled
thighs. I sucked into my mouth the still warm puddles of cum
from the mature woman's thighs. She smelled of herbs, a bath
spray perhaps, and I was once more intoxicated by the scent and
texture of a woman's skin. I felt honored to be moving my lips up
the soft skin of Miss Tingleys legs, and she replaced Nora's hands
on my head with her own, drawing me into the valley of her cunt.
I chewed her russet brown pubic bush, swallowing my jizz as I
captured it in my mouth. I inhaled the hot aroma of her pussy,
which wafted up my nose. I hummed in contentment.
    Nora pulled my eager face back from the nexus of Miss
Tingleys inviting legs. She pulled me back on my haunches. She
said,
    "This might be a good time to demonstrate the practise of
worship. Your man must be taught to adore you. Allowing him to
give you pleasure is beneficial to both your self esteem and his
realization of your inner divinity."
    Nora stepped back, dragging me backwards by my leash
and forcing me to lean until the back of my head nearly touched
the ground. She lifted a leg over my head, straddled my face, and
neatly tucked her skirt into her belt. I regarded her pussy,
exposed and framed by the opening in her pantyhose, with
reverence, my eyes half-closed. She bent her knees outward, and
lowered herself to my waiting lips. She said,
    "Again, always be clear what you want. The bindings and
leash are helpful, but are no substitute for precise instructions.
Slutboy, I want you to worship my ass. I want you to make me
cum! Do you understand!"
    "Yes, ma'am"
    She buried me in the golden globes of her buttocks, and I
licked her crack as she undulated back and forth. She lifted to
afford her students a clear view as I tickled the puckered circle of
her anus. The women breathed noisily as they watched. I
extended my tongue as much as I could and stuck just the end of
it tentatively up Nora's obliging asshole.
    Julie, the teen ager who sat with her mother's hand still
rubbing her panty covered crotch, said,
    "I've always dreamed of having boys do that! The way
they paw you, its disgusting. But this looks more like it.x    Nora teased
me, allowing me to enter the ring of her
asshole only a half an inch or so, then rising away from me. She
said,
    "That's enough for now, slutboy. Why don't we all retire
to the spa, and continue our discourse in more leisurely
surroundings."
    She used her arm strength to curl me to my feet by the
thin leash attached to my dog collar. The women gathered
themselves, dressing and straightening themselves up. Nora
draped the raincoat over my shoulders, buttoning it over my
nakedness, and then she pushed me ahead of her, into the hallway,
and into an elevator. The women followed, Julie and Estelle arm
in arm, the small blond woman nervously toying with her watch.
Miss Tingley, my English teacher, stood in her green satin pumps,
her head lowered slightly, staring at me with her large bown eyes.
Nora pushed the up button and addressed her students,
    "This is a really good group. You're all healthy women,
with healthy strong drives. Wally," she addressed the tony blond
by name, " is married to a man twenty years her senior, who has
been impotent for the last ten, and who has not had a climax,
other than from solitary masturbation, in a decade. You saw how
she hungered for slutboy's cock, she was salivating for it. Then
there's Julie, angry and frustrated, disgusted at the concept of sex.
We don't teach our daughters very well, I'm afraid, about the
power that lies in thier sexuality."
    "And then there's Estelle, uninhibited and unafraid, used
to getting what she wants out of a man. Even a stranger, like
slutboy. Estelle has taken my teachings to heart."
    The elevator came to a halt. The aluminum door slid open,
and we walked into a small penthouse suite. There were rows of
lockers, and beyond them, a tiled enclosure with shower heads
hanging from above and pointing from the sides. Miss Tingley
coughed, and asked,
    "What about me?"
    Nora said,
    "You're a special case, Barbara. Widowed at twenty-
three, a vibrant strong woman, carrying on. Trying the single's
scene, leaving same with empty hands and heart. Working
everyday amongst young men and women like Julie and Bobby,
whose tight bodies and raging hormones provoke the most
disturbing fantasies as you stand at the blackboard, forgetting
what you are about to say. I'm so glad you came today, Barbara."
    Nora embraced Barbara Tingley, towering over her. She
brought her head down and kisssed Miss Tingley on her full red
lips. My dick leapt under the raincoat. Hands grabbed me from
behind.
    It was Estelle. She unbuttoned the raincoat and hung it in
a locker. She sat me on a bench and undressed, pulling her white
peasant dress over her head, her curly black tresses cascading
through the opening. Nora and Barbara were going at it
passionately, grinding their hips together, and sucking each others
mouths noisily. Wally, the tiny blond, plopped down next to me,
facing in the opposite direction. She was deeply tanned, except
for three small triangles, two at her breasts, and one at her V. Her
tits were small but well shaped. Her whole body looked well-
toned, like she spent a lot of time on the Nordic Track, working
off her sexual frustration. She looked at me shyly, then put a hand
on my knee. Julie and her mother were showering, then Julie
entered the redwood door to the sauna. Estelle returned to us,
reached behind me and undid my cuffs. She said,
    "You kids have fun." Her eyes twinkled. I rotated my
shoulders, working out a kink, and Wally wrapped her little hand
around my sex. She said,
    "Lets go take a shower. I want you to run your hands all
over me."
    I followed her to the enclosure. Estelle had left the water
on, and we entered the blast. Wally undid her hair, and slicked it
back with the palms of both hands. Her face was beautiful, open.
She took my hands in hers and poured some liquid soap in them.
She said,
    "Do me. Touch me all over."
    I cupped her tits, and her nipples stiffened. I massaged
them in little spirals. They were small and shrivelled, but when I
pinched them their texture changed, and they became fuller,
smoother. I crouched slightly and kissed them, drawing them into
my mouth and sucking them hard. She held on to the back of my
head with a grip that pulled my short hair painfully. I knelt lower
still, and fucked her navel with my tongue, letting her move my
head with her hands. The shower spray combined on her body
into rivulets that ran down her belly and into her crotch. I
followed the water, kneeling now, and covered the whole of her
sex with my open mouth. The water coursed in my mouth, over
my tongue as I pushed her mound, searching for the split, and
finding it, paying her back for her desire by worrying her small
button of a clitoris. Her arms stiffened, and she raised a leg over
my shoulder. Her vagina tasted bitter, and I coated it with my
spit. She said,
    "Stand up, please."
    She duplicated all my ministrations to her on my body.
When she knelt, in turn before me, she jacked off my dick with
soapy hands, looking at it with her mouth open and water running
into her eyes.
    "I love your hard young dick. Its like a long cool drink on
a hot day."
    Nora and Miss Tingley stepped into the enclosure with us.
Nora was behind Wally, and I felt Barbara's full breast squished
against my back as she hugged me. Nora picked Wally up off the
shower floor by her armpits, then cradled her hands beneath
Wally's tight little as and lifted her. Barbara reached around me
and took my boy cock in hand. Nora carried the small blond
woman to me, and Barbara aimed me at her sex. Wally spread her
legs and Barbara used the helmet of my dick to agitate her clit.
Wally laced her hands around my neck, and Barbara facilitated my
pulsing pricks entry into the sex starved housewife's box.
    Christ, she was tight. She was as slick as snot on a
doorknob, but so tight I felt every wrinkle in her sex tunnel as she
pushed against me, trying to swallow my sword. Nora rocked her
back and forth, with only a third of me in her. Her naked need and
her tight pussy enflamed and excited me. Nora said,
    "Fuck him, Wally, surround him. How does he feel.?"
    "Ooooooooooo, soooo goooood.!!"
    Nora let go of Wally without warning, and gravity
brought her airtight pussy slamming down on me. She held onto
my neck for dear life, shaking and moaning. Nora and Barbara
stepped back, watching, then dissappeared into the sauna. Wally
turned her face to mine, and jammed her lips to mine. Her pointy
tongue darted in and out of my mouth like a hummingbird. She
scissored her legs and began to hump on my fifteen year old
prick.
    She drew farther and farther off me with each stroke. Her
belly was striated with strain lines as she maniacly rode me. I
grabbed her ass and bounced her on me like a yo-yo. She was still
tight, but slicker and wetter with every rut. She was panting, her
eyes closed tightly, her lips a thin line.
    Estelle strolled out of the sauna, sweaty and pink. She
dipped under Wally's keister, and licked out combined sexes with
wide laps. this was just enough to send Wally over the top. She
went completely rigid, and dribbled up and down on my cock,
which felt like a board filled with nerve endings. Her mouth
formed an "O", and she yelled heartily,
    "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!", with each downward trip on me. She
shook her head back and forth, sending great gobbets of water
flying in all directions. She placed a foot on the showerfloor and
raised off me. My pink and purple boydick bobbed up at her. She
took it once more in her hand and said,
    "Thank you, slutboy, thank you very, very much."
    Estelle rose, and took my leash in her hand. She beamed
at me, and said,
    "We need you in the sauna, slutboy."
    She rested her palm on me hardness, fingers pointing
down, and drummed her fingertips on my stiff cylinder.
    "Mmmmm, slutboy."



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