07-04-2019, 10:26 PM
"That 'good and thorough fucking' that your Mistress expected her Master to give her is now medically needed." She leaned in closer to Troy, whose attention was now divided between trying to post the update and Susan's generous cleavage.
"And I've been missing her too, Troy. Even after the night I'd had earlier with the rest of the girls; her being back home with us and the ideas that both of us, and probably you, too; have been having about Colleen? Mmm... I could definitely go again."
Julie casually leaned against a wall by her elbow and watched as Susan slid up onto her knees on the desk, then maneuvered her legs to slide back off of it, straddling his chair. Color started to return to Julie's face, and the seeds of a smile sprouted when Troy just hit send on whatever he'd typed without bothering to look at it and tossed the device aside. She loved watching this woman fuck her husband.
Julie loved women, and she loved sex with her best friend. And she loved watching her best friend give samples of the deep, intense fulfillment she received from him to other women. It always inspired her to either jump in, grab hold of the nearest convenient female body; her own if not someone else, as her hands were unconsciously starting to do now; or reach for one of the sex toys that she'd named after her husband.
If the weekend had gone as she'd planned, she and Troy would have spent Saturday in bed, trading stories about the hot chicks that both of them had Done What They Do to and fucked in each other's absence. They sometimes turned it into a mind control sex game where they'd take turns going down on each other while the other told their story, and the one who had the best story would make the loser their mindless sex slave for the rest of the day; helpless to find the winner's every suggestion anything less than the most arousing idea ever and begging to carry it out.
Julie usually played to lose. And she loved losing even more when at least one of the other women in Troy's story was Susan.
She loved Susan too. Troy and Susan had a special connection of their own, and watching how the two of them shared it aroused her on a level that was just as special.
"The other girls send their love," Susan stage-whispered into Troy's ear so Julie could hear it too, taking hold of the back of his head and pressing his face down between her breasts. "Can you still smell it on me, Troy?"
He looked up from kissing her cleavage.
"Not yet," Troy said, wrapping his arms around Susan's waist and looking over to Julie. "Perhaps if I had some help from the audience, Mistress?"
The smile that had been growing on Julie's face blossomed into a wicked grin as she walked over to the two of them. She tried to slide in behind Susan, but there was no more room on Troy's lap, so Julie sat on the edge of the desk. Troy figured out what she was going for and wheeled the swivel-backed chair closer so Julie could wrap her arms around Susan's waist and lean forward to begin kissing Susan's neck from behind.
"I've got a better idea, Master," Julie responded. "Since I went straight to bed from an eight-hour drive myself, why don't the three of us see if we CAN fit in that bathtub that looks like it might big enough and get cleaned up, then Susan can show us what she's learned with Colleen? And anything that happens in the bath in the meantime... well, happens."
"Helen picked it out," Troy said as one of his hands moved from Susan's ass to Julie's knee. "We'll all fit."
Susan interrupted the conversation with a low moan before speaking.
"Then we better get on it now, Equalses, because one way or another, these panties are coming off in a few seconds."
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"And I've been missing her too, Troy. Even after the night I'd had earlier with the rest of the girls; her being back home with us and the ideas that both of us, and probably you, too; have been having about Colleen? Mmm... I could definitely go again."
Julie casually leaned against a wall by her elbow and watched as Susan slid up onto her knees on the desk, then maneuvered her legs to slide back off of it, straddling his chair. Color started to return to Julie's face, and the seeds of a smile sprouted when Troy just hit send on whatever he'd typed without bothering to look at it and tossed the device aside. She loved watching this woman fuck her husband.
Julie loved women, and she loved sex with her best friend. And she loved watching her best friend give samples of the deep, intense fulfillment she received from him to other women. It always inspired her to either jump in, grab hold of the nearest convenient female body; her own if not someone else, as her hands were unconsciously starting to do now; or reach for one of the sex toys that she'd named after her husband.
If the weekend had gone as she'd planned, she and Troy would have spent Saturday in bed, trading stories about the hot chicks that both of them had Done What They Do to and fucked in each other's absence. They sometimes turned it into a mind control sex game where they'd take turns going down on each other while the other told their story, and the one who had the best story would make the loser their mindless sex slave for the rest of the day; helpless to find the winner's every suggestion anything less than the most arousing idea ever and begging to carry it out.
Julie usually played to lose. And she loved losing even more when at least one of the other women in Troy's story was Susan.
She loved Susan too. Troy and Susan had a special connection of their own, and watching how the two of them shared it aroused her on a level that was just as special.
"The other girls send their love," Susan stage-whispered into Troy's ear so Julie could hear it too, taking hold of the back of his head and pressing his face down between her breasts. "Can you still smell it on me, Troy?"
He looked up from kissing her cleavage.
"Not yet," Troy said, wrapping his arms around Susan's waist and looking over to Julie. "Perhaps if I had some help from the audience, Mistress?"
The smile that had been growing on Julie's face blossomed into a wicked grin as she walked over to the two of them. She tried to slide in behind Susan, but there was no more room on Troy's lap, so Julie sat on the edge of the desk. Troy figured out what she was going for and wheeled the swivel-backed chair closer so Julie could wrap her arms around Susan's waist and lean forward to begin kissing Susan's neck from behind.
"I've got a better idea, Master," Julie responded. "Since I went straight to bed from an eight-hour drive myself, why don't the three of us see if we CAN fit in that bathtub that looks like it might big enough and get cleaned up, then Susan can show us what she's learned with Colleen? And anything that happens in the bath in the meantime... well, happens."
"Helen picked it out," Troy said as one of his hands moved from Susan's ass to Julie's knee. "We'll all fit."
Susan interrupted the conversation with a low moan before speaking.
"Then we better get on it now, Equalses, because one way or another, these panties are coming off in a few seconds."
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