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Chapter 56

I woke up alone on Thursday, thinking about India's lips, which caused my cock to continuously throb as I got ready for her to come over. After taking a shower and dousing myself in cologne, I sat in the recliner and did nothing for over an hour until I heard the front door unlock and India walked in. As soon as she entered, I stood at attention. She looked me up and down. "You look like you've been ready for your walk for a while."

I replied, "I've been waiting for you." My cock continued to throb in anticipation.

As she watched my cock bounce on its own, she said, "That's so sexy. It looks like you could cum merely by looking at me."

Shallowly breathing, I responded, "You're gorgeous."

"Thank you." She grabbed the leash off of the kitchen counter and came over to attach it to me. When she tightened it, I took a huge gasp of air. She put a finger inside the loop and moved it around for a bit. "Is that too tight?"

"No."

"Good." As my cock continued to bounce on its own, she asked, "Do you need to be milked before we go?"

I was so turned on by how she said that, that I immediately replied, "Yes."

She took me in her hand and tugged just a few times before I sprayed a load all over the tiled floor. "I barely touched you."

"You touched me nonetheless."

She placed a finger under my chin and gave me a kiss on the lips. "That's so sweet. I feel so beautiful."

I quickly stated, "You're perfect."

"Thank you." She turned around and yanked me to the door by the leash. "Time for your walk now." She opened the door and we walked into the sunlight -- her in a light blue halter top and mini skirt that barely covered her ass and me with a leash around my cock and balls. Before we passed two houses down, a car screeched to a halt after passing us and Holly's door flew open. As India walked ahead of me to keep the chain taut, I half jogged to keep up and Holly missed her chance once again. Within no time, we were a block down the road and a couple of cars had nearly crashed as they passed us. When we were at a crosswalk, she stopped and looked down at my crotch. "Do you need to be milked again?"

I asked, "Right here?"

She put a hand on her hip and shifted her stance. "Why not?"

"No. It's bad enough that I'm naked out here, but to cum in broad daylight?"

India queried, "So, do you want to go back then."

Like a good boy, I said, "Let's just finish my walk."

She started speed walking and yanked the leash. I followed her, cock bouncing the whole way. After a trip around the block, nearly three more car accidents, a few ogling onlookers and passing an awestruck woman pushing a baby carriage, we arrived back at the house. Upon going inside, I expected to be unleashed, but India kept it on. She sat down in the recliner and pulled me to her. With my cock throbbing as it stuck straight out in front of her luscious lips, she said, "Let's milk you." She grabbed me by the base of my cock and sucked my bulb into her mouth, continuously licking the slit to coax it to open wide and start leaking. When I obliged, she released me from her mouth, gave me a few hard tugs to accumulate as much juice as she could, then licked it all up in one fell swoop. She then repeated herself twice before bobbing back and forth until I exploded down her gullet and she swallowed all of me. After she had finished milking me, she looked into my eyes and grinned. "You taste scrumptious."

Continuing to look in her eyes, I replied, "Thank you. You give the best blowjobs."

"Thank you." She looked down at my cock. "Is that your favorite thing about me?"

"Your lips are so luscious."

She kissed the tip of my dick. "Because that's what I like doing the most. People think that, because I have big lips, I give great blowjobs, but it's not that. I work on the skill." She kissed the tip again. "I think it's the sexiest way to please a man." She licked me. "You're in total control." She sucked me into her mouth and bobbed once before releasing me. "The man doesn't have to do anything. Just sit or stand there." She kissed me again. "And the flavor. Salty, yet creamy, especially if you save up." She sucked me again. "It's the creamiest after a long hiatus." She licked me. "That's when it's the best. And to get it directly from the source is so thrilling. I love to hear a man moan." She suctioned me into her mouth and started bobbing back and forth. When I was on the edge of cumming, she took me out and looked at the slit open wide and profusely leak. She licked it up before consuming me again. She edged me again and again and again until my cock and balls started to hurt. As she saw my cock turn purple and begin to throb, she said, "It looks so angry. I wish I could watch it explode and drink it at the same time." She sucked me back into her mouth and got me right to the edge before releasing me again. "I love when the man begs."

I obliged, "Please let me cum India."

"In due time." She bobbed back and forth on my dick a few times before letting me go. She felt my balls. "I want these to be as full as they possibly can when they explode down my throat." She kissed the tip and then licked the slit free of my juice.

"Please let me cum."

"Soon." She looked deep into my eyes as she consumed me for another minute, only to let me pop out as the intense feeling of an orgasm once again subsided.

"India."

"What?"

"Please let me cum."

She rolled my balls in her fingers. "Are you sure that these are full enough to supply me with a massive load?"

"Yes."

"Then I guess I can let you cum now." She sucked me into her mouth and began suctioning me like a straw once again and, within moments, I felt my balls tighten. I violently exploded down her throat and, even though I had over twenty cumshots, she swallowed all that I had to offer like a pro. After showing me her tongue, she grinned and said, "That was a good amount of cum." She licked the slit. "I hope the next ejaculation is just as good. She went back down on me and, after five minutes, I erupted again. My knees buckled a little as I expelled the last of my load. "Would you like to sit down now?"

"Yes please." She traded spaces with me. Standing in front of me, still fully clothed, she bent over at the waist and sucked me into her mouth again. After a while, I touched the back of her shoulder and tried to get her attention. "India."

She pulled back off of me and stood back up. "Yeah."

I stated the rules of the house. "You're supposed to strip."

"Am I?"

"Yes."

She stood in front of me with her hands on her hips in a saucy manner. "Well then." She started by unzipping her mini skirt and letting it fall to the floor. Then she put her thumbs in the side strings of her panties and slid them down before kicking them at me, revealing a full on shot of her pussy.

When she went to pull off her shirt, I stopped her. "Don't."

"You devil." She tapped my nose with the tip of her index finger.

"It's not that I don't like your tits. Their perfectly perky. It's just that..."

"You've grown to like women who are in command, and those wearing clothes have a social advantage over you."

I grabbed her diminutive waist, flipped her around, pulled her close and jammed her down on my rock hard dick. After she yelped, I stated, "I love a woman's reaction to my cock."

As she gyrated while bouncing up and down, she told me, "Your dick reaches all of the necessary places."

I stood up with my dick still buried inside her, spun her around both my cock and the room and laid her down on her back as I pounded her insides. When she screamed, I encouraged her. "That's right baby." I strained my cockhead, I pushed so hard each time I penetrated her. "Do you like that?"

She bear hugged my torso and wrapped her legs around me. "Don't stop!"

I said through grinding teeth, "But I'm going to cum."

"Please don't stop! It feels so good!"

Unfortunately, I pulled out, grabbed my cock and aimed it at her tits. The jets of semen were so strong that they ricocheted off of her shirt and splattered in every direction. In all, I sprayed so much onto her shirt that it looked like she had gone swimming and it started dripping down the center of her stomach. I bent over and started licking it up off of her stomach, then grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off of her. I then bent down and started kissing her breasts, making sure to tease her nipples with a little nip here and a little nip there. As she moaned, I inserted my cock back inside her and began pumping away once again. When she began screaming again, I muffled her with French kisses until I felt my balls tighten. I pulled out again and aimed my cock at her breasts. As it hit her with the same amount of force as before, it sprayed everywhere until she was completely drenched, even her arms. I stood up. "I'm sorry."

India stood up and cum slid down her whole body. "It's okay." As she held out her arms, she asked, "Could I take a shower?"

I pointed the way. "It's through that room." As she disappeared into the bedroom and the shower started, I sat on the recliner, feeling our juices in certain areas. I felt so good, so invigorated. I couldn't believe how hard I had fucked her. Eventually, she came back in dressed in some of my wife's lingerie and I perked right up again. "Holy shit." I was determined to fuck her again and again until she put a halt to it. It took mere minutes for me to rip off the lingerie, then I took her to the kitchen and laid her on the table. I proceeded to pummel her for upwards of ten minutes before I felt myself on the edge. As I went to pull out, India wrapped her legs around me and held me in place. Though I went to stop pumping, she began gyrating. "What are you doing?"

Her legs contracted even more and she began using them as leverage to fuck me. "Cum inside of me."

"But I can't..."

"Yes you can."

I began to stand up, but she was attached to me. "India. I'm cumming."

"I know." I couldn't hold it anymore. I hit the fevered pitch and my whole body started spasming as I grunted and leaned her down on the table. Every shot hit the back of her pussy until I was drained. After I was done and leaning on her, she said, "Again."

"What?" I finally dislodged my cock from her cunt.

"Fuck me again."

With my cock as hard as it ever has been, pointing directly at her, I told her "No."

She pushed herself up to her elbows. "The damage is already done."

I backed away. "Really?"

India felt herself up. "Really. Now get over here."

I said, "I don't think so."

India stood up and angrily approached me, poking her finger into my chest. "You're going to fuck me or I'll tell Jennifer."

I asked, "You'll tell her what?"

"That it's you who got me pregnant."

"You don't even know that is the case."

She countered, "And if it is?"

I pled, "C'mon India. Don't do this."

She sexily pouted, her lower lip sticking out an extra inch. "Don't do what?"

"Blackmail me."

She seductively blew me a kiss. "Then fuck me."

I weighed my options. I fuck her, potentially get her pregnant and she says nothing or I don't fuck her, she tells Jennifer that I fucked her and she claims that I am the father of her unborn child. I chose option one where I get to fuck her again, because it was some of the best sex that I have had in a while. For the next two hours, I plowed her over and over again, in every room in the house, cumming inside of her every time and it felt so good. By the time that she was finally worn out, I had myself convinced that this was not a bad idea. As we laid in bed, my arm around her, I looked at her and said, "The damage was already done, right?"

"Right." She looked me in the eyes. "You know you liked it."

I admitted. "I did."

"Good. Because I'll expect it on the daily."

"What?"

She pushed herself to an elbow. "Well, I'm your cock walker now and I'll be over every weekday. She grabbed my cock and kissed me on the mouth. "That reminds me, I should walk you again."

"I'm not a dog that has to use the bathroom."

"No. You're a trophy that I want to parade around." She got up, searched the house for all of her clothes, and borrowed a skimpy t-shirt from Jennifer since hers was soiled, then found the leash and strapped it on me. "Ready?"

I admitted, "Not really."

"Too bad." She opened the door, exited and pulled me along, almost to the point where I was unable to close the door behind me. Like before, as if she had been trained by Jennifer, she speed walked and I struggled to keep up unless I slowly jogged. Thus, my dick was rapidly bouncing all over the place as cars drove by and people looked out windows. She kept encouraging me to go faster. "C'mon Jake." By the time that we pulled around the last corner to head back to the house, both Holly and Gabby cut us off. India anxiously asked, "Can I help you two?"

Gabby spoke first. "How are you doing Jake?"

I looked down at my leashed cock. "I'm okay."

"Good. Because that's pretty sexy." Gabby looked at India. "So you're kind of like a cock walker?"

India answered, "Yep. Just hired yesterday. I believe I'll enjoy this job."

"I bet you will." Gabby looked down at my reddish cock. "Looks like you already have." She looked at India. "Well, I was just checking on what was going on."

India said, "Thank you for looking out for Jake." She looked at Holly. "What is it that you want?"

Holly admitted, "I wanted a turn." She looked down at my dick.

India denied her request. "Not now. Sorry." She began walking by the two of them and I was dragged along like a disobedient dog. I merely waved at Gabby. As soon as we entered the house, India hiked up her skirt, pulled down her panties and jumped into my arms. I slid her down on my dick, turned her around so that she was against the door and began thrusting upwards. She yelled "Yes!" repeatedly as I continuously jammed my cock as far as it would go. Eventually, I grunted and came inside of her for the umpteenth time. Breathing heavily, she said, "Holy fucking shit, you're good."

I picked her up off of my dick and set her on the ground. "Thank you." She grabbed my hand and dragged me into the family room where we continued to fuck like jackrabbits for the next hour and a half before she got dressed and left.

About an hour later, Jenna came home and immediately asked while she stripped, "Did the cock walker come today?" She giggled.

I answered, "Yes. She took me for two walks."

Jenna looked down at my reddish cock. "She appears to have done more than that."

"She milked me a few times."

Jenna took my cock in the palm of her hand and inspected it like a detective. After brushing her thumb over some chafed areas, she said, "These look like fuck burns. She did more than milk you a few times."

"Fine. We did more than that."

"What are you going to tell Jennifer?"

"Can you help me?"

"How?"

"Edge me."

"What?"

"Suck me off and keep me on edge long enough for my cock to turn purple."

"What?"

I pled with her. "C'mon."

"Fine." She grabbed my cock, dragged me to the kitchen table, sat me on top and began to suck me off, making sure to use as much saliva to coat my shaft as she could. Within no time, I was feeling the urge to pop, then she stopped. After I caught my breath, she went back at it. She did this for the next half an hour until my dick looked about as plump as I had ever seen it. Then, we heard the garage door open. We quickly ran to the family room and had seats trying to look as inconspicuous as we could. When Jennifer came in, however, Jenna awkwardly said, "Hi."

Jennifer stopped and looked at both of us. She eventually stopped on me, looking at my cock. "Holy shit. Have you not been milked? I thought the cock walker would have taken care of that." She stripped, walked up to me, stood me up by yanking my cock and then bent over to examine it from close up. "It looks so painful."

I admitted, "It is."

"But that you were just edged."

Jenna piped up. "I told you that she would know."

Jennifer cupped my dick and bent down close to it. "It looks a little chafed." She rubbed it with her thumb in a few places, then looked up at me. "Did you fuck that girl?"

I immediately answered, "Yes. Why?"

"I told you not to just fuck anyone. You need to have more backbone."

"I'm naked and hard at all times."

"So?"

"I'm ripe for the picking and it's hard to think with my bigger head sometimes when there's a lot of temptation."

Jennifer explained, "You can say no. You don't have to go with the flow at all times. It's how you have gotten in trouble lately." She looked at Jenna.

Jenna said, "What?"

I defended myself even though she didn't know the half of it. "It's hard to do that, especially with the new rule that everyone must go nude in our house."

Jennifer admitted defeat. "Fine. That's not a rule anymore."

I said, "Okay." When a silence ensued, I looked down at my purple dick and asked, "Are either of you two going to milk me?"

Jenna responded, "Come here." She patted the cushion next to her. When I followed her order and sat down, she took me in her hand and, within but a minute, I exploded all over myself.

After I let out an elongated sigh, I asked, "What's in store for tonight?"

Jennifer answered, "Well, actually, I mentioned our situation to my boss today and she invited us all over for an impromptu dinner party. She really wants to meet you."

I looked at my cock and replied, "I bet she does."

Jenna patted the couch cushion to her left. Jennifer promptly sat down. When she did, Jenna said, "Until then..." She leant over and passionately kissed Jennifer while she started masturbating me again. After a while, we changed positions and continued to make love to one another until it was time to go. After Jennifer and Jenna got dressed in skimpy outfits that made my dick continuously throb, we set out on our way.

When we arrived at the large house, Jennifer and Jenna pushed me forward almost into the door itself after they knocked. Thus, when it was answered by a pretty middle-aged bosomy blonde woman, my dick was on full display for her. She reached out her hand and shook my cock as she said, "You must be Jake. Nice to meet you."

Looking down at her shaking my dick, I replied, "Nice to meet you as well."

After letting me go, the woman turned towards Jenna and reached out her hand. When it was taken, she stated, "And you must be Jenna. You are so gorgeous."

Jenna responded, "Thank you."

"Come on in." After walking through the foyer, we turned right and were met by a family room filled with numerous young couples. As the men glanced at me and looked away as if they were afraid to go blind, the women ogled me from afar. "Everyone, this is Jennifer, her husband Jake and their lover Jenna." She walked over to the first couple -- a good looking pair of brunettes. "This is Robert and Stacy." She then approached the next couple -- a blonde woman and a dark haired gentleman - and waved her arms at them before saying, "Kenny and Georgia." The other two couples were introduced as Frank and Minnie and Kurt and Caitlynn.

Given that I had still not learned the hostess' name, I asked, "And you are?"

"Your wife probably should have told you ahead of time, but I'm Maggie." She walked over to the three of us. "Can I get you three anything to drink?" After we gave her our order, she disappeared into the kitchen and the three of us had a seat on a nearby couch, me in the middle.

After a lengthy silence, Georgia looked intently at me and queried, "So what do you do for a living?"

I replied, "I'm kind of between jobs."

"Is that because you're a..." Georgia trailed off.

Jennifer finished the sentence for her. "A nudist." She explained, "Yes and no. He was allowed to go nude for about a month before he lost his job because he was interfering with efficiency."