Demi reached down and slid her hand over his butt as Lois kissed him deeply, her palm pressing against the noticeable erection sprouting in his shorts.
He smiled at the girls and said, “I’m so glad I won.”
Lois and Demi both giggled. “Us, too,” Demi said as she pulled him to her, kissing him.
“We’re all yours tonight, master. What would you like your slave girls to do for you?” Lois said huskily. Demi kept her hands wandering over his body.
“I think we need to first take a shower. I want to be washed.”
“Oh!” Demi squeaked as she bounced on her toes. “That’ll be fun!” she giggled.
“Your wish is our command,” Lois said as she took his hand, turned, and led him down the hallway toward her room. The others followed close behind.
Once inside the master bath in the room Lois shared with Gus and Stacy, they took Mick’s clothes off. Demi stood on one side, and Lois on his other. Once he was naked, Lois leaned in and started the water in the large walk-in shower.
Mick turned to Demi, pulling her to him and kissing her. Lois reached around him and tried to stroke his long, thin erection, but couldn’t get her hand between them. She giggled, then pinched his butt, making him jump and turn to her.
“Hey! I thought I was the master tonight!” He said, laughing.
She stood there, trying to look contrite, her hands behind her back, breasts thrust forward. Her one eyebrow raised made him grin wider. “I guess the master will need to punish his bad slave girl,” she said softly, her eyes glowing.
He grinned, nodding. “Oh, you know it.” He stood up straight and looked down his nose at her imperiously. “Now,” he said in a stern voice. “Strip!”
He turned to Demi, who was nearly vibrating, a silly grin all over her face. “You, too,” he told her, taking the hem of her shirt and tugging it up. “Strip!”
The girls quickly got undressed. Demi was first in the shower, followed by Mick. Lois stepped in, then turned to slide the glass door shut. She saw Stacy standing there in the doorway, watching them.
“Hey, sweety,” Lois said, smiling. Stacy smiled back, then looked past her into the shower where Mick and Demi were kissing, their arms around each other. Steam wafted up and around, curling against the ceiling.
“I think I’ll just hang out over here,” Stacy said, tilting her head back to their room.
“That’s fine,” Lois nodded. “Have a drink, hang out, okay? Gus made some of that yummy punch concoction.”
Stacy nodded, but didn’t move. She looked again into the shower, then at Lois. In a sudden move, she stepped forward and kissed Lois quickly on the lips. She grinned, her cheeks reddening, then retreated and plopped down on the bed. She kept the door to the bathroom open, able to see as she sat on the bed, leaning against the wall.
The sounds of three people getting intimate rolled out of the bathroom. Stacy sat, unable to see any details as the shower fogged. Shadows moved in interesting ways through the glass.
With a sigh, Stacy got off the bed and padded into the kitchen. On the counter was a large jug of some fruity mix. She got a tall glass and put a few ice cubes into it, then filled it. She coughed and chuckled after her first sip.
“Wow,” she said under her breath as she took another drink, then walked back to her room and settled in. She sipped and thought, occasionally listening to what was going on in the shower. After a while, her hand drifted down, settling between her spread thighs, moving around over her thin shorts.
A short time later, she pulled her shorts off, then reached under her t-shirt and unfastened her bra, removing it in the way that always baffled the guys. She chuckled at the memory of Gus asking how she managed to do that.
Leaning back against some pillows, her hand moved back between her legs, feeling better now the only barrier was a pair of thin, silky panties. Her tight shirt bound her stiff nipples, which she played with occasionally between sips of the sweet drink.
“Oh!” Stacy squeaked when she opened her eyes. Mick stood there at the foot of the bed, watching her with a grin on his face. Demi and Lois were nude, toweling his dripping body, paying close attention to the impressive cock pointing right at her.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” Mick asked her softly. Stacy almost pulled her fingers out of her panties, but a wave of lust coursing through her body left them there, moving subtly under the thin fabric.
“So are you,” she said from deep in her throat, her eyes locked on his cock wobbling as he breathed.
The girls finished drying him, then quickly dried themselves. The three nude people stood there for a moment, then Mick smiled and looked around.
“To my chambers!” he said haughtily as he reached down and slapped Lois hard on her bare butt. She let out a small squeal, then darted forward, out the door and down the hall. Demi arched her butt at him, grinning over her shoulder.
“And you too, wench,” he said, slapping her even harder. She moaned, then wiggled her butt again. Laughing, he smacked her on her other cheek. She jumped and followed Lois out.
Mick started for the door, then turned, looking back at the bed. “You’re welcome to come with us.” He looked at her and smiled softly. “You don’t have to do anything, just hang out if you want, or stay here. It’s okay either way.”
She smiled back at him and nodded. She scooted over and got off the bed, taking her empty glass with her. He extended his hand to her, and she took it, following him unsteadily out and down the hallway. They turned into the kitchen, then through the door into the playroom, closing it behind them.
—***—
“I love being the emperor,” Mick sighed as he reclined on the pillows spread around the thick rug in the center of the room. Two naked beauties flanked him, caressing and kissing him. His hands wandered over their soft, young skin.
Stacy came in, carrying a tray with the drink pitcher, and four glasses. She put it on the small table by the couch and filled each glass. She wobbled a little as she filled her own.
Lois looked over and laughed. “Those getting to you?” She chuckled.
“Yeah,” Stacy said, laughing. “He made it strong this time.” She hiccuped cutely, making them laugh as she put her hand to her mouth, her eyes wide.
She brought the tray of glasses over to them, bending over to serve Mick first. He looked up at her and grinned. “Now this is a well behaved slave girl,” he said, letting his eyes wander over her face, then down to her barely contained boobs. Her nipples hardened as his gaze traveled down, across her taut stomach, and to the inverted triangle barely covered by her stretched panties.
The girls took their glasses, then swallowed deeply. Stacy stood, holding the tray as she watched Lois kiss Mick’s chest, then used her tongue to find her way down across the sparse body hair on his stomach.
Stacy looked, and saw his stomach hair grew thicker as it went down toward his tuft of blonde pubic hair, narrowing as it went.
Almost like it pointed to his cock. She watched Lois looking so sexy as she kissed his body. A pulse went through her, making her pussy throb.
She turned and put the tray down on the floor, then kneeled near Mick, watching Demi press her petite boobs to Mick’s mouth as Lois took hold of his long dick in her hand. Her tongue moved up the top of his shaft as her hand moved up and down.
report Lois’ mouth crested the top of the long tower she held, then moved down, taking it into her mouth, her lips closing around him. Stacy watched, entranced, as Lois’ red lips slowly slid up and down his shaft.
A moan escaped his mouth as he lifted his hips, urging her sister-wife to take him inside her deeper. Lois obliged and changed the angle of her head, then pushed down, taking more and more of him in her throat.
Mick gasped as Lois’ nose gently pressed against his pubic hair. She moved a little, then slowly pulled her head up. Taking a breath, she moved back down, taking him in her fully again.
Stacy grinning, thinking of how she did that to Gus. He loved it, but looking at Mick, she wondered. It was at least an inch longer. Stacy shook her head minutely, wondering if she could take the longer, but thinner cock all the way in her mouth.
Her head swam as the strong drink had its effect on her. She didn’t even realize she had a hand inside her panties, moving her fingers around her drenched slit. After a moment, she pulled her top up and off, throwing it behind her. Clad only in her panties, she watched Demi and Lois tend to their master for the evening.
She heard a sound and saw Demi move some pillows over, allowing Mick to lie flat. She kissed him deeply as his hands moved over her naked, svelte body. Her long, blonde hair fell around him, contrasting with his dark blonde hair.
Mick gently pulled her from where his hand had cupped her sex, guiding her to him. She broke the kiss and smiled at him. At his insistence, she scooted closer as he moved his head closer to her mound.
Grinning, Demi quickly threw her leg over Mick’s head, and gently lowered her pussy to his mouth. She arched her back when his tongue found her wet slit, moving over her tender flesh.
Lois looked up, still bobbing on him. She pulled up and off, still holding him, her hand moving slowly up and down.
Stacy’s giggle got Lois’ attention, and she looked over at her. Stacy had been watching Mick’s tongue move between Demi’s spread legs, her own fingers moving between her legs. She turned and looked at Lois, her eyes glazed, and her need obvious.
Lois smiled at her, then looked down at Mick’s cock, wrapped in her small hand. She looked back up at Stacy, then raised an eyebrow at her. Stacy grinned widely, and before she could think about it, she scooted forward and reached out.
Her hand wrapped around the top of his dick, resting against Lois’ hand that held him around the base of his shaft. Together, they moved their hands up and down. The heat coming from him through her hand electrified her, soaking her panties.
She moaned, and a spasm from her pussy caused her to lean forward. Her forehead bumped into his cock, surprising her. In a moment of pure lust, she looked at the helmet-shaped head with the small slit in it, and wanted it.
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