When he worked his way to her labia, he was in for another surprise. When he was fucking her, he had talked her into shaving the bountiful pubic hair she wore bare. Now that she had control back, she had decided to grow it back out for her husband. Which Richard would appreciate in the weeks to come; he would soon love the feel of the soft down against his face. But at the moment, the hair had just broken the surface. So it was almost like brushing his face with a Brillo pad. He could still feel the soft, tender flesh, and he could suckle and lick to good effect.
He could tell he was having an effect; her juices were flowing. But she seemed intent on maintaining her composure and making him work for it. She answered the phone and sounded very professional, not betraying at all that she was being sexed. She chatted casually with David as if nothing were happening. At least three employees stopped by the office and carried on conversations with her, oblivious to the fact there was a man under her desk tonguing her.
Now that he was becoming a nascent connoisseur of vaginas, he was wishing he had volunteered to devour Katrina on his own long ago. Her labia were puffy and decadent, and her now aroused clitoris was prominent and begged for attention. It was very easy to locate, and he savored sucking it into his mouth and lashing it with his tongue.
Gawwd she tasted so good. She was still maintaining her composure when he sucked her clit fully into his mouth and groaned again as another glob of pre-cum forced it’s way out.
He thought, please cum, please cum. He surprised himself. He was not begging for his own orgasm, but hers. He did not realize it, but he had just hit a major milestone not only in his cunnilingus training, but also in his attitude towards women and the deepest part of his personality. He wanted desperately to gain release, but from this point forward, his primary focus would ALWAYS be his lover’s needs first. Whoever that might be. Whatever the needs might be.
He was so focused on her now, he did not notice whether she was speaking to someone or not.
She was speaking to a nerdy tech guy named Simon who had come in when Richard flattened his tongue and began bathing the most sensitive part of her clit with the perfect rhythm.
Simon was confused when she held her hand up for him to be silent and wait for a moment. She closed her eyes, gripped the edge of the desk tightly with both hands and trembled. Richard was rewarded with a sudden flow of her cum and her sex pressing against his face.
David was chuckling silently to himself as the ice queen melted just a little.
When she had recovered, she opened her eyes, exhaled softly, and continued her conversation with Simon as if nothing had happened.
This mild level of orgasm occurred twice more. The orgasms would have been much more intense were she focusing on herself; had she not been resisting so intently.
Richard heard David’s booming voice, “15 minutes, Dick. Then we gotta go.”
He began in earnest lashing her clit to bring her to another orgasm. Within a few minutes he felt her tense up again.
This time as she did so, he tilted her chair to a better angle, pressed his face as tightly to her as he could, and shoved his tongue deep into her canal. He found the soft, bumpy spots of her G-spot and massaged it fervently with the tip of his tongue. He had never even realized he had an unusually long tongue. And certainly would not have assumed this talent. For the woman, it took a man’s occasional strokes across the magic spot with the head of a penis to a focused attack with his tongue.
“F-F-F-U-U-U-U-C-C-K!!!!!”
Her hands shot down to hold his head in place as she came long and hard, ejaculating and covering his face with jets of liquid.
“Sonuvabitch…. motherfucker, yes.”
In the next room, Jennifer smiled in satisfaction, knowing what had just happened.
When she had recovered, Katrina let a happy Richard up.
David regarded him. His face was covered in Katrina’s cum, his cheeks were reddened from being rubbed by the short, stiff hairs of her pubis, and his shirt was soaked.
“Holy shit. We better get you cleaned up.”
Katrina appeared flustered. She began to touch Richard’s arm as he left, still recovering from one of the strongest orgasms she’d ever experienced. But she caught herself and began straightening her dress.
That night at home, Richard was almost surprised to experience a quiet evening. Maria had made up a pasta dish for them, but had gone home before they arrived.
The only potentially erotic event was that they showered together. Jennifer insisted he place his hands behind his back where she fastened a pair of stainless steel police handcuffs on his wrists. Only then did she remove his chastity device and guide him into the shower.
“Good grief, honey. I have never seen him get so hard. Is he supposed to turn purple? Does it hurt?”
“I-I, don’t know. I don’t remember it ever getting this hard before. It feels like the skin could split. As far as hurting…I hate to say it…it does…but it hurts REALLY good.”
She could not help but laugh. “Hurts really good, huh? Well, that sounds like something we should build upon.”
With his hands secured behind him he was of no use to her in bathing, so she made him watch as she sudsed herself up and spent time washing her breasts, her genitals, her buttocks…all the places he craved to touch. She placed his erection in the cleft of her buttocks and masturbated him with it.
After she rinsed off, she let him suckle her breasts for a couple of minutes before bathing him.
She covered him in suds. She washed his chest, twisting his nipples. She moved to his shaft and masturbated it slowly until he was subconsciously pushing his cock through her hand. Then she stopped and moved to his legs.
Then she returned and edged him again. Before stopping to wash his hair.
Then returning to masturbate him again. When he felt an orgasm approaching and he began frantically thrusting into the “O” she had formed, gasping, she withdrew her hand.
“Oh, please, no! Please!”
She slapped his impossibly hard cock, hard.
“NO. Bad penis.”
She switched the water to the coldest setting, and rinsed him until he was quite flaccid. She dried his crotch and replaced the now clean chastity device. Once she had replaced the lock with a “snick” she handed him a towel. “Dry off and come to bed.”
That night she did not demand to be serviced. She had him spoon her, lodging his caged, long suffering cock in the cleft of her ass. Once again she slept well. He struggled for a bit, then, exhausted, drifted off.
He found the remainder of his week fairly calm, and he began to wonder if the “retribution” had been forgotten. Jenny used him for cunnilingus a couple of times, but mostly he was getting used to being locked up, visibly.
Then as he and Jennifer arrived home Friday evening and he saw the circle drive filled with cars, he suspected things were about to come to a head.
They parked in the garage and entered the kitchen. Curtly, Jenny spoke, “Strip. Then answer the door.”
Maria was already in the kitchen, dressed in a sexy maid outfit, preparing a big meal, and grinning salaciously as her boss undressed.
Wearing only his chastity device, Richard answered the door as Katrina and David entered. Katrina kissed him on the cheek, David shook his hand.
He had only shut the door when the doorbell rang. It was Eduardo, Maria’s husband. “Good evening, Mister DICK.” Polite, but obviously knew Richard had been fucking his wife, and resented the activity.
Next to arrive was Doreen from the sales department. He was not certain why she would have been invited. She was single, a little plump, and because of those two things he had never pursued her. Although she was one who had made advances towards him.
Soon after he opened the door to find Margaret. Was this his test night?
Jenny approached him, “That should be all of the guests. Go and help Maria. Do anything she says.”
Richard hesitated, “I noticed Margaret is here. Is this my test night?”
“What if it is?” Impatiently.
“I just…please make sure she doesn’t get hammered again. I’ll never make her cum if she is blotto.”
Jennifer chuckled. “I’ll try. But you know how she is. You better work HARD.”
Richard spent the next hour helping Maria serve dinner, and drinks. His caged penis was whacked several times playfully.
Everyone was dressed except him, which was embarrassing and arousing at the same time. There were enough flashes of cleavage and leg, and little touches that had he not been restrained, he would have been hard all night.
After dinner Jennifer encouraged everyone to adjourn to the patio for some drinks and relaxation.
Except for Richard. She took his hand and led him silently to the exercise room. She smiled sweetly and pointed to the massage table. He took the direction and climbed aboard.
Jennifer secured him as before, strapped down tightly so he could not move, his arms locked to his sides so he did not have use of his hands. She tilted the table upwards, as if he were standing, and where he could see the television.
She then slowly removed the chastity device, leaving the retaining ring behind his balls in place. This acted as a cock ring, making the erection he quickly grew even harder.
She walked to the TV and turned it on. It had a split screen tonight. He was viewing the master bedroom and two of the guest bedrooms.
She walked back to him. “I would like to forego the gag tonight. Can you behave?”
“Yes, ma’am. What is going to happen?”
In response she pressed downward on his tumescent penis, then released it and watched it bob back up. She kissed him on the lips, turned and walked out wordlessly.
He was left alone for what seemed to be another hour. He could hear laughter and talking out on the patio.
Finally he saw on the TV as David and Katrina entered one of the guest rooms and began to undress each other. Seeing them both naked caused his shaft to throb. He missed the feel of his cock inside of her. They moved to the bed where Katrina lay on her back, while David knelt down between her silky thighs and began to eat her out. Katrina was not trying to restrain herself now, and before long she wrapped her long legs around her husband’s head and cried out in orgasm.
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