Bruce Winchester: Locked Down Ch 5

Literotic asexstories – Bruce Winchester: Locked Down Ch 5 by BruceWinchester,BruceWinchester
I woke up with that all-over relaxed feeling you get when you’ve just had a 90 minute massage from a deeply body-aware practitioner. I stretched out on the sheets, yawned, blinked and looked around. Raph was gone and I was famished. I threw on some boxers and a v-neck and stumbled to the sun-lit kitchen. Walking in, I wasn’t ensure exactly what was going on even though I definitely wanted it to continue, whatever it was.

Our kitchen was small. There was a dining table pushed up against the long wall of the rectangular room. I entered and Raph had her back to me in the chair nearest the door. She was wearing her robe. Bianca was sitting completely naked in the chair opposite her. They’d both been snacking. This left only one chair left. If I took it, Bianca would have her exit from the kitchen blocked. She could squeeze past but it was a little awkward.

“I should really go put something on and get back to my movie…” Bianca started.

“Nonsense, we’d love to your company” Raph interrupted. “Bruce, come on in and have a seat.”

I pulled the chair and sat down, looking closely at Raph. Her robe was spilling open leaving one nipple exposed. I looked her in the eye quizzically and she just smiled back at me with nonchalance. She looked me up and down and smirked. I wasn’t sure why. “Bianca was just telling me she’s been feeling lonely and could really use more time with us,” she said. “She was just starting her laundry and wanted to throw her clothes in. I told her it’d be okay with us if laundry day was clothing optional. You don’t mind do you?”

“Not at all,” I responded. “I could really use something to eat though.” I decided to test the situation and see what was up. “Would one of you mind getting me something to eat?” I asked the question looking Raph directly in the eyes. She studiously avoided my gaze though and just smiled politely, staring at Bianca. After a few seconds of awkward silence I joined her and also made eye contact with Bianca.

As Bianca flushed and slowly stood up, the only one of the two of them with easy access to the counter, refrigerator, and food because of the way my chair was blocking access to the rest of the kitchen, I watched her perfect tits rise and fall against her chest. She’d taken a deep breath and slowly let it out. She stood still in front of us for a three count so we could take in her neatly trimmed bush, her taut B-cups, and her toned stomach while she looked down at the floor. This had the effect of confirming her submission — she wasn’t going to make it awkward for us to take her in – and her willingness to serve our joint request naked confirmed her unspoken desire to be commanded – to let go and relax into a subservient headspace.

“What would you like?” Bianca asked while gazing absently at the floor.

“How about a peach and a glass of white?” I answered.

Bianca turned to the counter to find the fruit. “Oh, and could you please grab me a plate and moisten up a towel while you’re up?” Raph added to Bianca.

“How was your nap?” Raph asked nonchalantly.

“Ah it was great,” I answered. “Though I think it’s time we wash our sheets. Don’t you just love that feeling of crisp and clean? In fact, I see you’ve made a bit of a mess of your robe with your snack there. Why not go ahead and throw that in the wash as well?” Now I was pushing it — how would Raph respond to my suggestion that she join in the spirit of laundry day?

Raph looked me in the eye while I casually smiled back at her. What was our dynamic going to be, I wondered? Raph stood up. “You know, you’re right. I really should wash this old thing.” She slowly slipped one shoulder completely out, exposing both of her C cups tits. She had perfect, quarter-sized pink nipples to compliment Bianca’s dime-sized areolae.

I glanced back at Bianca who was slicing up my peach on the counter. She had paused and craned her neck around. Raph stood and shimmied her hips to let her robe slip off to puddle on the ground at her feet, showing off her perfect hour-glass figure and hairless slit.

“I’ll just go grab our sheets and throw all of this in the wash together,” Raph said and walked naked down the hallway to our room. She’d be back in a minute.

Bianca came back to the table and passed over everything I’d asked for. “I should probably do the dishes now, I forgot it’s my turn,” she said.

“I think that’s a great idea. No time like the present,” I responded. I wanted her to understand that she needed my approval. I saw her idea of doing the dishes as a mechanism for her to continue spending time naked with us. It would also keep her more fully on display standing up with something to draw her focus.

Raph came back in and joined me at the table. She was still naked. “Bianca, dear, did you forget that towel I asked for?” I was finally going to understand why Raph was smirking at me when I’d stepped into the kitchen. I took a few bites and sipped at the wine. Hanging out clothed with these two naked beauties had already left me with a tent in my shorts.

“Anyway, as I mentioned earlier, Bianca was just telling me that she wouldn’t mind seeing and hearing more of us. She’s been a bit lonely in the apartment. I told her she should make her boldest ask if she had one and we’d do what we can to support her. Hope that’s okay with you!” Raph said.

Bianca stepped over and handed the moist towel to Raph before turning back to the dishes. “I see I left a little something behind,” she said as she leaned over and dabbed at my chin with the wet napkin, her breasts jiggling ever so slightly. I looked over at Raph, finally realizing that I’d walked in with our combined cum all over my face.

“Bianca dear, could you do me a favor?” Raph asked. She paused for a response instead of continuing on with the request.

Bianca turned around, stood with her hands behind her back and parted her legs ever so slightly, exposing her slit to the two of us. “What can I do for you?” she asked.

“Bruce here has a little smudge or two on his collarbones that I can’t quite reach. Could you help me clean him off?” Raph prompted. She walked over and looked straight down at me, taking the moist napkin from me, leaving her slit just a few inches from my face. I stared straight at it, spotting a hint of an inner fold that could only be visible because her clit had to be swollen from being so turned on.

“I don’t see any smudges,” she answered.

“Maybe if you kneel…” Raph hinted. Bianca looked at Raph who just kept smiling back with the same nonchalance she’d shown her before. I took a deep inhale through my nose, smelling Bianca’s pheromones off her pussy. I reached over for Raph’s hand and gently placed it on my erection. She took my cue and took hold. I wanted to remind her that she always came first for me.

Bianca looked down at the two of us, calmly looking back at her. After a few seconds, she stepped forward, kneeled in front of me, and looked at my neck and collar bones. She took the towel off the table and looked up at my eyes while she gently wiped away the last remnants of cum.

“Good girl,” I tested the waters. “Probably best to finish up those dishes now. Raph and I have some things to discuss. See you around 7 for dinner and movie night? Your turn to pick, alright?”

Without further ado, I stood back up. Raph stood with me and maintained her grip on my dick, walking me back to our room using my cock and her arm like a collar and leash. I grabbed my plate and wine glass on the way out of the kitchen and kicked the door closed behind us. Raph directed me to sit on our little love seat and closed the curtains.

“Enjoying your lunch?” she asked.

I looked down at the forgotten plate of food. “Um, yes — so far this is the best lunch of my life, in many different ways.”

“Good. Don’t let me slow you down,” she said as she dropped to her knees. She kneeled in front of me on our sheepskin rug, tucking her feet together beneath her ass. She gently lifted my hand that was holding the plate and placed it on the armrest. She fished my cock out of my boxers, looked up at me with her eyes, and held my gaze while she slowly licked my cock from root to tip.

“Don’t forget this is mine,” she reinforced. “And don’t stop enjoying that lunch I had served to you,” she added. “Your server was one of our finest and you’ll offend me if you leave behind leftovers.” She winked up at me.

I took another bite from the plate as she curled her lips over my cock and took me into her mouth. She slowly bobbed her head up and down, glancing up at me from time to time to make sure I was still eating. It was only a few bites so I finished quickly and started to focus on her. I started uncontrollably pumping my hips trying to fuck her face. After about 30 seconds of that, she pulled off my cock and said “Not yet. I don’t want you to come just yet. We’ll need to save up your load for next Sunday. You wouldn’t want our new audience thinking you only let out a dribble, would we now?”

Fuck. She was right of course. But damn I wanted her to swallow my cum right now. Raph and I were clearly going to continue our dance of switches — we never knew who was going to dominate the other, but it was clear there might be a path to share a sub. And what would our new Puck think about that?