A Table for Three Pt. 02

Literotic asexstories – A Table for Three Pt. 02 by busybee333,busybee333
Dinner had turned out to be a bacon sandwich and a cup of coffee, taken in a quiet cafe with a fine view of the sea. The only other customers were an older couple seated near the counter, heads close together in animated conversation. Despite the relative privacy, Kate had cut off Steve’s attempt to discuss their sexual encounter with a dismissive chop of her hand. Thankfully Alice had stepped in to rescue him from any awkwardness, turning the conversation towards the little business she and her girlfriend had built together. She’d asked him about his work too, laughing at his instinctive reluctance to share any details. He had to smile, realising that he was clinging to the old anonymity, a protective measure that no longer made much sense.

After downing her coffee, Kate had suddenly stood and announced that she was going to run some errands, leaving Alice and Steve to walk down to the sea together. Now they stood side-by-side, sheltering in the lee of the promenade wall from the bitter wind that blasted across the exposed beach.

“Is Kate okay?” he asked. “She didn’t seem very happy in the cafe.” He was wondering if she was having second thoughts, if Alice had been given instructions to politely get rid of him now that they’d had their fun.

“She’s fine,” Alice smiled. “You’ll get used to her mood swings. She likes you, believe it or not. You passed the test on the table. She thinks you’re a good sport.”

He blinked. That was one way of putting it, he supposed. “I did feel a bit silly bent over that table. I can’t believe I did that so quickly.”

“Is this were you tell me that you’d never normally behave like that,” Alice grinned, “you’re not that type of boy?”

“I’m really not that type of boy. Surprised myself. But….” He left the sentence unfinished, not quite sure why he had allowed the two women to tie him down and abuse him.

Alice took his hand, squeezing it, shifting her weight to lean against him. They enjoyed the silence for a while, watching the grey waves crash into the shore. Like the station and the cafe, the beach was largely deserted, except for a dog walker skirting the edge of the surf. A little terrier hurtled ahead of the walker, trying to chase down a lone seagull.

“Did you like it?” Alice looked up at him curiously.

“Being on the table?”

“Being naked in front of us. Being helpless. Did you like the things we did to you?”

He shivered, remembering her tongue sliding across his skin, the rough handling of his balls. “Uh, yes, most of it. It was exciting. I wasn’t sure about the verbal abuse and, uh, some of Kate’s threats were…well…too much.”

“Being too much is kind of Kate’s thing,” Alice laughed. “It’s surprisingly hard getting the balance right. I mean, we’ve been sharing our fantasies for years, but the reality feels different. It’s more intense, emotions get stirred up a lot more. I know I’m kind of a boundary pusher too. I can’t blame it all on Kate.”

“I might need some guarantees…”

Alice nodded, turning her gaze from the sea to look at him directly. He noticed that her brown eyes were flecked with green. Her lips quirked in slight amusement. Without thinking he brushed her hair away from her face. She gave him a genuine smile, kissing his fingertips.

“Tell me about these guarantees. It’s okay.”

He took a deep breath. “I don’t want any photos or videos getting out. I don’t want my face rubbed in shit, and I definitely don’t want any cocks in my mouth or anywhere else.”

Her laughter was loud enough to draw a quick glance from the dog walker. “No cocks or shit, got it. We’ll knock it off with the recordings too. Was there anything you want more of?”

He could feel his face getting hotter. This was not the smooth, commanding persona he’d intended to present to his long-time crush. She seemed to like him all the same though, so maybe honesty was the best policy.

“I liked all of it, really, even the stuff that I thought I wouldn’t. I really liked the, uh, ball stuff. The slaps and the squeezes. I wouldn’t mind you going further with the pain.”

“It wasn’t too hard?” Alice raised an eyebrow. “I was terrified of doing some real damage there.”

“No, it was great,” he swallowed, glancing back out at the waves to cover his embarrassment. “I’m getting a hard-on thinking about it, actually. Maybe don’t let Kate kick me in the balls though. I’d trust you to do it, but she’s…dangerous.”

Alice snorted. “No argument there. Don’t worry, she won’t do anything that I haven’t approved, no matter what she threatens you with. Did you like fucking her?”

“Oh God yes,” he laughed. “She’s stunning. You’re punching above your weight there. Her blowjobs are fucking world class.”

“I’ll have to take your word for that,” she sighed. “She was bloody awful at eating pussy when we started dating. So was I. I was gutted, I thought I’d be brilliant at it.”

“Harder than it looks,” he smiled. “Always gave me a sore throat. I hope Kate isn’t expecting to sit on my face or anything.”

“You can leave the face-sitting to me,” she said, turning to wrap her arms around his waist, her body pressed against him. “Well…that’s got the awkward post-bondage debrief out of the way. Unless there’s anything else you wanted to get off your chest?”

Steve thought about it for a moment, enjoying the way his erection pressed against her. Just two sweethearts cuddling on a lonely beach. It was easy to sit back and let Alice run the show, even if some of the surprises so far had wobbled him. He didn’t want to ruin things by setting down too many rules or complaining.

“I am wondering what happens next,” he said. “Where am I staying tonight?”

“You’ll spend the night sandwiched between two naked girls in a bed barely big enough for two, if that’s okay with you. Unless you’d like me to sort you out with a hotel?”

“I’ll take the bed,” he laughed. “I can’t promise I’ll behave though.”

Alice pulled his head down, kissing him gently on the lips. “Good behaviour is not tolerated in my bedroom, Steven. You’ll be expected to treat us both like the little sluts we are.”

“Fuck,” he breathed, “no pressure there then…”

She laughed again. “No pressure at all. Seriously, just enjoy yourself. Follow Kate’s lead if you feel lost, that’s her job for the duration of your stay.”

“Making sure Alice gets what she needs?” he asked. “I know you can get a little testy when you’re frustrated.”

“Good orgies don’t just happen, Steve,” she said primly, “these things need a bit of organising. Kate will keep you on track, so just focus on having fun.”

“So she really does like me?”

“Yes, you’ve proven that you’re fun, not a crybaby, not too proud to take direction. Goes a long way with Kate. She doesn’t really suffer fools, except me of course.”

Something cold spattered against Steve’s face, making him blink. He looked up to see a mass of darker grey rolling in across the sky. He hadn’t even noticed the weather changing. “We should get inside.”

“In a minute,” Alice stroked his face. “I love the rain. Sometimes I come out here at night and strip off on the beach. See that pier over there? I’ve stood there naked, letting the big waves hit me when the weather gets rough. You wouldn’t believe how high the waves get.”

Steve felt his stomach do a little flip, looking at the joy on her face. Bossy, adventurous, crazy little Alice. He fought down the urge to kiss her. Just here for the weird sex, he reminded himself, don’t ruin things with feelings. “You really are mental, aren’t you?”

“I have a low boredom tolerance,” she grinned. “Perfectly normal otherwise.” She looked unusually shy for a moment, before apparently coming to a decision. “Um, there is one more thing I’d like to talk about. About the pee thing…while Kate was in the shower…”

“Oh God,” he groaned, screwing his eyes shut in embarrassment. “I’m sorry about that, I wasn’t sure how far I should go…”

Kate had left them both together with instructions to piss in her mouth, threatening her with blackmail if she resisted. All part of giving Alice the humiliation she needed in order to abandon her restraint. “Show her what she’s worth and she’ll do anything…” Kate had said. Instead Steve had stood over her, cock in hand, and hesitated, gotten stuck inside his head. What if he missed and got piss all over the floor, what if Alice really didn’t want it as she’d insisted. It had suddenly felt like trying to pee in a crowded row of urinals.

“It’s okay,” she said, “to be totally honest I wasn’t sure how far to go either. You’re a gentleman and you wanted to do the right thing. I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

Rain slanted in harder, pelting them both and making Alice laugh loudly again. “Well, that’s appropriate. Can I ask you something?”

“Of course you can. Anything.”

“Did you want to do it?”

He did, he really did. In fact, he’d never realised just how much he wanted to do it until he’d stood over Alice. He was furious with himself for letting the moment pass back in the flat. Bloody Mr. Careful again, not wanting to lose his gentleman’s halo. “Yes,” he admitted, “I wanted it almost as much as I want to fuck you.”

Her eyes widened, stark against her pale face. “Let’s get inside,” she whispered, “I think we need to get out of these wet clothes.”

II

It was a two minute run back to the house, during which time the rain had come down hard enough to drench the pair of them. They’d piled through the front door, laughing, and Alice had surprised him by grabbing him and kissing him hard before closing the door behind her. She’d surprised him even more by peeling off her coat and then pulling her dress over her head. She didn’t stop until she was standing naked except for her boots, shoving her clothes into his arms.

The flat that Alice and Kate shared was one of six, on the upper floor of what had once been a chapel. The entrance corridor she’d undressed in was most definitely not a private space. “Trust exercise,” she said with a smile. “You are going to scout ahead and make sure we don’t get caught.”

It didn’t seem like a good time to argue, so Steve had done just that, leading the way upstairs with his heart in his mouth. Alice crept along behind him, eyes sparkling with excitement even as her body shivered with cold. She’d made him fumble in her coat pockets for the keys, then kissed him again before finally allowing him to bundle her into the safety of her flat.

“You idiot,” he laughed.

Alice just smiled, bending over to unbuckle her boots, giving him an amazing view of her cute little ass. She hopped up onto the table, extending each leg in turn so he could pull her boots and socks off. “Clothes off, Steve,” she ordered, then hesitated, “pretty please.”

He looked at her thoughtfully, studying her slim body, enjoying the way the droplets of rain shimmered in her tousled hair. “I like hearing you say please. Why don’t you convince me?”

“Please Mr. Steve, sir,” she fluttered her eyelashes at him. “Please take off your clothes so I can play with you.”

He began to unbutton his coat. “Keep going, Alice.”

“Please, please, please get naked and come sit in front of me,” she whined, “I need you.”

Keeping his movements unhurried, Steve undressed just out of her reach. She began to kick her legs in frustration, slapping her palms against the tabletop. The urge to go to her and pull her body against his was nearly overwhelming, but he forced himself to remain impassive. He thought back to their online chats, the hints which became pleas and, later, direct instructions.

“Tell me what you want, Alice.”

She looked frustrated now and he tried to guess what was going through her mind. She wanted something specific, he was sure of that, but didn’t entirely trust him to deliver it. Naked, Steve walked over and took a seat on the chair in front of her, leaning back in a relaxed slouch. His throbbing erection rather spoiled his show of nonchalance, but Alice didn’t seem to mind. She bit her lip, staring at his cock with wide eyes, before settling the cold soles of her feet down on his thighs.

“I want you to…” she hesitated, looking conflicted. “I want you to have some fun with me. Maybe, be mean to me.” She looked like she wanted to say more, but nothing came out.

Steve saw it now, recollections of past conversations coming back to him. Alice wanted someone else to take control, but never got what she wanted unless she was in control. A dilemma. Without Kate on hand to guide him he’d have to tease it out of her, keep her in the mood while he figured out her desires.

“Please me and I’ll think about it,” he said. He let his fingers trace the delicate bones of her feet. Fuck, even her feet were pretty. “Go on Alice, please me.”

She tilted her feet inwards, pressing his cock between her soles, beginning to jerk him off with slow motions. He moaned a little, enjoying the softness against his shaft. Alice seemed to compose herself with a deep breath, focusing on squeezing her feet together and working the length of his cock. She leaned forward, spitting down onto the head, then brushed her finger across his slit.

“I want you to call me names,” she said abruptly. “I want you treat me like shit.”

He began to thrust his hips up to meet the downstroke of her feet, imagining doing the same to her holes. If her feet felt this good then what would her mouth be like, her pussy, her tight little asshole? “Keep talking,” he grunted.

“I want you to spit in my face,” she said softly. “Slap me, smack my bottom, call me a worthless little cunt. Make me feel like an idiot. You’ve got me all to yourself, make the most of it.”

“Is Kate okay with us playing without her?” he asked. He heard her frustrated sigh and immediately regretted the question. He was doing it again, wasn’t he? Trying to be the nice guy and stalling instead of taking charge.

“She’ll be fine,” Alice did an impressive job of still sounding calm and reasonable. Ever the diplomat. “I sent her out so we could chat together. I know it’s not easy to open up around her.”

“Good.” Steve pulled her feet apart, keeping a grip on her ankles so that she tipped onto her back when he suddenly stood up. She gave a surprised gasp which brought a smile to his face. He was on the right track. Time to press the advantage. “You look better on your back. No that’s not true, you look like a stupid little whore.”

Her soft moan was all the confirmation he needed. Pulling her legs wider apart, he leaned down and spat onto her belly. She twitched and he spat again, aiming between her breasts. “Spread that little cunt for me.” Alice complied without hesitation, spreading her pussy open with her fingers, watching him with nervous excitement. He took his time hawking up a thick wad of phlegm, before spitting it directly onto her pussy.

“Fuck, yes…” she moaned. The moan turned into a choked scream as he slapped his hand down hard between her legs.

“Keep your legs open,” he ordered. “Wider, you stupid bitch.”

She hurried to obey him, grabbing her own thighs and spreading her bent legs as wide as she could. Her flexibility was impressive and he remembered that she used to be a yoga enthusiast. That reminded him that she also loved humiliating positions. He smiled and slapped his hand down hard again, enjoying the loud moan that escaped her compressed lips. Her face was flushed, her expression both pained and dreamy.

He grabbed his cock and guided it to her pussy, hearing her breath quicken as he dragged it down her sex. “Alone in your flat with a stranger,” he let disappointment bleed through into his tone. “Begging to be abused. You stupid, irresponsible little slut.” Steve resisted the urge to push inside her. It wasn’t time yet. He wanted her to need it.

“I used to think you were clever, but look at what you’ve done. You’ve got a nice little business, a beautiful girlfriend, a nice little life, and you’re begging me to ruin everything for you. You pathetic, worthless little bitch.”

Alice’s moan sounded more delighted than upset, soothing any worry that he’s gone too far. Steve grabbed her ankles, forcing his weight down on her until her feet were practically touching her ears. She stared up at him with lustful, frightened eyes, clearly struggling for breath. He held her there, enjoying her expression, then spat down onto her face.

“Oh, God,” she groaned. “More…please.”

Steve smiled, spitting in her left eye. He barked a “No!” at her when she tried to wipe it away, leaving her blinking furiously, then spat into the other eye. He released her, ordering her to roll over, grabbing her hips to position her on all fours on the table. When he ordered her to “Stay!” she moaned with pleasure, sticking her ass higher in the air.

He left her there, walking through to the bedroom and looking around until he found a leather belt. A quick rummage through their bedside table turned up a dildo with a suction cup at the base. It looked to be about eight inches in length and extremely thick. Either Alice or Kate certainly wasn’t lacking in ambition.

Alice was still face down and ass up on the table when Steve returned. She flashed him an excited smile from under a mop of brown hair when he appeared, giving him pause. Tempting as it was to go to work on her right away, he remembered what Kate had said about her while they cuddled together: “Playing the obedient little doll. You think she’s normally like this? She’s desperate to be treated like shit, but she doesn’t want us to know she really is a piece of shit.” Alice was playing the good little doggy right now, passively awaiting her master’s punishment. “She gets to be a total slut and never has to take any responsibility.”

Time to pull the rug out from under her.

Steve walked quickly over to Alice, pulling her head up by the hair and shoving the dildo into her mouth hard enough to make her gag. “Bite down on that.” He strolled around to her side, whipping the belt down across her back, making her jerk and moan around the dildo. “If you drop that, it’s going up your ass without any lube.” He continued his circle, snapping the belt first across one buttock and then the other. Alice clearly didn’t have his tolerance for pain, squealing but still biting down hard to keep the dildo in her mouth.

He drew his arm back behind his shoulder, laying into her round little backside three more times with enough force to make her whimper. Then he crossed quietly over to the kitchenette, pouring cold water into a large measuring jug. As an afterthought, he went to check the fridge, then the cupboards, smiling as he found what he was looking for. Jug in one hand and carboard carton in the other, he walked back over to the table, setting them down beside his naked hostess.

“Are you a good little doggy?” he asked sweetly.

“Gess,” Alice mumbled around the dildo.

“Are you my obedient little bitch?”

She mumbled another affirmative, face still obscured by her fringe.

Steve opened the carton, taking out an egg and cracking it on the edge of the table, before splatting it down on top of her head. Alice let out a confused, and possibly outraged, moan as he chucked the eggshell onto the floor. “No you’re not, Alice.” He cracked another egg, slapping it down onto her head again, watching the white and yolk soak into her hair. “You’re a grown woman in her mid-thirties, letting her online fuck-buddy smash eggs into her hair.”

He broke the next egg and slopped the contents down her back. Alice’s breathing was heavy enough now to make her ribs heave, the dildo wobbling uncertainly between her lips. “You have a clothing business with actual clients, which you are neglecting, you have a girlfriend you are currently cheating on…” He cracked another egg and deposited the chilly goop between the cleft of her buttocks, watching it run down the crack in a viscous stream. “You have parents who are inexplicably proud of you, although they really, really wouldn’t be if they could see you now.”