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Carlys Wmaf Fantasy Pt 05

Carlys Wmaf Fantasy Pt 05

by masterful_husband
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Sorry it's taken so long. It took me awhile to figure out the proper sequencing and ways to bring Kyrsten into the fold. I'm glad people have liked this and appreciated it. The kind words and encouragement mean a lot when you're writing this stuff for fun. I don't know where this story goes from here. It kind of works as an ending for this story but it could also be a spring board for more. I think meeting Carly's family could be really interesting but I would want to make sure I got that completely right with her father. Carly's sister has some promise for fun as well. I hope everyone has enjoyed the unexpected romantic angle between Jay and Carly. That sort of came up organically but I really like how it works here. Anyways, enjoy.

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I grabbed the check and paid, practically dragging Carly to the car and racing back to the hotel. Carly sucked my cock in the car without being asked. She was becoming quite attuned to my wants and desires.

"You really do get off on pleasing me don't you, slut?"

"MMhhhmm, Mphfter," she said without even removing her mouth. She grabbed my hand and pulled it to the back of her head. Chuckling, I pulled tight on her ponytail and used it like a handle to force her up and down on my cock. Her sigh at my initial gesture turned to a moan as I fucked her mouth up and down roughly. Brutally.

"You're going to help me find lots of playmates. Some will join us and you can lick my cum from their freshly fucked pussies. Some will want to simply torment you and enjoy my cock. Some may even wish to punish you for keeping my cock from them for even a moment."

Carly was moaning loudly at my words as I used her mouth to masturbate. There was no chance of cumming given the circumstances of the day but it was pleasurable nonetheless. "Your punishment for your orgasm earlier is that you won't be permitted to cum again until you're eating my cum from Kyrsten's cunt, bitch," I told her as I held my newly minted fucktoy down on my cock.

Carly did her best to moan out her agreement as she fought her instinctual need for oxygen. "If you're wrong about her, you'll just never cum again, slut." To emphasize my words, I held her firmly against my crotch. I could feel my cock filling her tight, wet throat. When I was satisfied she understood, I yanked her off my cock and flung her across the car where she landed in a thump, gasping for air.

She stared at me as I drove, fingers dancing along her breasts and towards her legs, not daring to actually bring herself pleasure but simply teased herself. "I understand, Master. She'll be a perfectly willing cunt. Just like me... Well... maybe not quite as good a slut as a well-bred Asian cumdump."

"I guess we'll see, you stupid slant," we shared a smile, both enjoying the game. Both aware that there was no true malice behind the words, simply me feeding her weird, and hot, fetish.

We got to the hotel and made our plans for the seduction of Kyrsten. Laying in bed, Carly told me exactly what she thought Kyrsten would like. She slowly stroked my sore, but defiantly hard, cock as we talked and made a plan. I reminded her, "You better hope this works, slut. Or you'll be experiencing the most hard core denial you've ever had." She shuddered and then leaned in for a kiss that curled my toes all by itself.

"Now, I'm going to get some sleep, slut. But you just lay here and edge yourself for the next hour thinking about tomorrow."

She made a noise halfway between a groan and an orgasmic moan before saying, "Yes, Master."

I woke up in the morning to the sound of the shower running. My cock was hard and the mental image of my new lover and slave getting all wet and soapy in the shower wasn't making it any softer. I roused myself out of bed and padded quietly into the bathroom. The heat from the shower felt fantastic against the coolness of the hotel room air that was blasting during the night.

As I approached the shower, I could hear a gentle *clackclackclack* sound intermittently, I pulled the curtain bag and saw Carly lying back on the shower, water washing across her as she shaved her cunt smooth for me.

"Good girl. I expect you to keep that yellow pussy slick and smooth for me."

"Of course, Master. I want you to always be pleased most with this hole, Master," she stared me in the eyes and I could see all the emotions flit through her. Lust, devotion, affection, need... love? "You look awfully hard, Master. Would you like to use your asian fucktoy to please yourself?"

I reached down and squeezed her nipples with both hands causing her to gasp and arch her back as I tugged on the sensitive flesh. "I'll use you when I want to use you, bitch," I said and spat on her. She moaned again and nodded, lost in a wave of pleasure from her torment.

"Now finish shaving that cunt. If you're lucky and our new pet is willing, I might let her lick you once or twice and she better not find any stubble at all, slut."

"She won't Master. I promise. My cunt will always be perfectly smooth for you, Master."

"Good girl," I told her as I stroked my cock. I was as hard as I'd ever been but enjoying the visual of this beautiful, intelligent, subservient little slut splayed out beneath me. Finally, I looked at her and said, "Stand up and turn around, slut."

She scrambled up quickly, careful to avoid slipping on the slick porcelain of the tub. She immediately turned around and leaned against the wall, already aware of what I wanted. I slid my fingers into her cunt then rubbed the juices all over my cock.

"Yes, Master. My cunt is so happy to be useful to you. Fuck that feels so good."

"Don't worry though, sweetie. I haven't forgotten my promise. I'm just lubing up," I told her as I placed my well lubed cock out against her tight little ass. She whimpered at first but that whimper changed to a low, loud, lewd grunt of pleasure as I pushed into her ass. "Play with yourself but don't you dare cum again, chink."

I proceeded to fuck her slowly, taking my time to tease her as she grunted and groaned around my cock. "Fuck, Master. It feels so fucking good. Fuck... fuck... "

I continued to plow in and out of her, enjoying the tightness and heat around my cock. Her dirty words degraded into nearly incoherent babbling as she kept pulling her hand away whenever she'd get close to cumming. My hand snaked around her and mercilessly pinched her little nipples causing her ass to clench around my cock like a vice. I couldn't take anymore and I grabbed her hips and slammed deep into her. Her scream of pleasure caused my cock to harden inside her and we were both lost to lust. She collapsed against the wall, face plastered roughly into it as one hand played with her nipples while the other teased her clit. I felt my balls boil over and I erupted inside her, filling her up with a final hard thrust. I stayed there for a few seconds, trying to clear my starry eyed vision as the blood rushed back to my brain. Carly simply collapsed to the ground and lay there, quivering from the aftershocks of her pleasure and mewling contentedly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," she said.

"Get yourself cleaned up, slut. I'll pick out your clothes to wear."

"Thank you, Master."

As she finished in the shower, I laid out the bikini that we'd bought for her the day before. It was slightly less risque than a Wicked Weasel... but not much. Pretty much the most exposure you could find from a store in the mall. I also put out the platform heels for her and a little wrap around sarong that she'd brought herself. This was going to be our last night here before we had to return to the real world and I wanted to do everything in my power to make it memorable for both of us. We knew that the plan was to lay out at the pool this morning before figuring out what to do this afternoon. Our group of friends was pretty laid back about things. Some people wanted another day at Disney, some wanted to hit Universal. Carly and I had our own plan, however.

We went out to the pool and enjoyed the hot Florida sun. Carly got several looks from guys at the pool and one of our friends gave her a whistle of appreciation. She smiled and held my arm, unashamed at our hookup. We found a seat and I pulled my shirt off while Carly put on suntan lotion. I then hopped into the pool and swam a couple laps while Carly watched me. Her lustful stares made me feel like I was the biggest beefcake on the planet. When I pushed myself up out of the water after about ten minutes, her mouth dropped and her eyes stared at the outline of my cock. I adjusted myself slightly and went and laid down beside her. Before I could say anything, she glanced pointedly towards the door. Kyrsten was standing there looking smoking hot. Her bikini wasn't nearly as skimpy as Carly's but the breasts it needed to contain were a lot bigger. The result was an awful lot of smooth, pale flesh being shown to the world. I wasn't the only guy at the pool that took notice, either.

Before Kyrsten could decide to sit elsewhere, Carly waved her over, "Kyrsten. Come sit with Jay and I?" she called. Kyrsten beamed at the two of us and sauntered over, swaying her hips in an inadvertently seductive walk.

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"So how was YOUR night, you two?" She asked with a mischievous grin.

"I'm not the type to kiss and tell," I said with a smile as I squeezed Carly's hand.

"It was fucking wonderful," she told Kyrsten with a giant shit eating grin.

"How was yours?" I asked, curious where things stood with her and Roland.

"Pretty good... Roland was always a good lay. But he's pretty solidly sold on Jennifer," she said with a frown.

"Guess you'll have to find someone else to punch your ticket," Carly said.

"Subtle," I thought to myself but bit my tongue and tried to feign indifference.

"I'm sure Kyrsten could get a guy anytime she wants. Look at her. But it's finding the RIGHT guy that's tough, I bet."

Kyrsten looked at me appraisingly and nodded but I kept talking to Carly as if Kyrsten wasn't there. "Kyrsten's super hot and she knows it. But that attracts a lot of real dicks. And because she likes strong guys, she sort of self-selects out some of the good ones. And unfortunately, confidence, strength and being a douche are three highly correlated traits. But I'm sure Kyrsten will find someone at some point, babe."

"I'm glad I found you, Sir," she said to me and leaned over for a little kiss. Her hand stroked down and traced the outline of my obviously hard cock. I glanced over behind my sunglasses and saw Kyrsten's eyes dip down to check me out.

"Why is that, babe? Tell Kyrsten why you like me," I told her as I laid back and looked around the pool trying to appear disinterested.

Carly turned to Kyrsten who was already looking a little flush. "He's smart and strong. He knows what he wants from me and he's not afraid to tell me. He's also confident in his own skin without over-compensating," she said and glanced at me before turning back to Kyrsten and lowering her voice a bit, "He's also fucking amazing in bed."

Kyrsten giggled at the last and it was a musical sound. "Well I'm happy for you."

"Thanks. I'm just worried about my parents... "

Kyrsten paused for a moment, "Are they particularly traditional?"

Carly nodded, "I think my dad is gonna lose his mind when I tell him. He's SUPER traditional and I worry he's going to see me dating a white guy as a betrayal."

I squeezed Carly's hand, reassuring her. I knew this had been on her mind but didn't realize how much it had worried her.

"But I think my mom and sister will probably understand. That will help... a bit."

"It'll be fine," Kyrsten said, reassuring her friend with a friendly squeeze of her shoulder. It was probably my over-sexed imagination but I swear the redhead's touch lingered just a little longer than was needed.

"Kyrsten, come join us for lunch." My voice was flat but firm. Carly told me I'd have more luck with Kyrsten that way. Don't be needy. Don't be weak. Don't ask.

"Are you sure?"

"I'd love to have you," I said, staring at her and giving her a smirk. Kyrsten glanced uncertainly between Carly and me before Carly piped up.

"WE'D love to... have you," she said. I stroked Carly's ass with appreciation but never broke eye contact with the freckled red-headed beauty. Her chest looked flushed and I could tell Carly's plan was working.

"Sure... that would be great. I'll change and meet you in the lobby in like 10 minutes?"

"No need. We're doing room service. Carly didn't want to go anywhere today."

Carly pivoted and gave me a cute little kiss before loudly whispering, "I think my words were, 'I don't want to leave the bed'"

"I really don't want to intrude," Kyrsten said, confusion and curiosity and arousal warring within her.

"No. It's fine. I... We want your company. Carly, why don't you carry our guest's things for us." I told my girlfriend as I stood and extended my hand to Kyrsten. She took it and rose, giving Carly a little glance as she did. Carly, for her part, simply smiled and nodded, cheerfully picking up the towels and bags and carrying them behind us as we walked.

We got to the elevator and the tension was thick. Kyrsten was obviously trying to figure out exactly what we were doing. Carly was so turned on you could smell it and my cock was still as hard as it ever had been. I put my hand on the small of Kyrsten's back and she glanced up at me, then at Carly. Again, Carly simply smiled and nodded, making sure Kyrsten knew that she was perfectly happy. Kyrsten responded by leaning against me and the two girls sighed contendedly at the same time before bursting into giggles.

We walked down the hall and I opened the door, holding it for the two women and enjoying the view as both of them sashayed seductively into our room.

We got in and Carly and I flopped into the bed while Kyrsten sat back in the office chair and crossed her legs sexily. I spooned my new girlfriend from behind while stroking her side, causing her to shiver slightly. My erection was hidden as it pressed against Carly's tight ass. But I was sure that I wouldn't be waiting long.

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"Okay, Jay. Tell me what's really going on. I've known you for... what? 15 years?"

"Not very well, Kyrsten. Not as well as I'd have liked to get to know you," I told her as my fingers worked their way along the underside of Carly's tits.

"Carly, are you okay with this? Your boyfriend flirting with me right in front of you?"

Carly simply nodded as my fingers slipped under the bikini and gently grazed her nipple. She gasped and I spoke for her, "Carly's... got special needs." I said as I pinched the nipple hard. She thrust her chest at me and gasped while grinding her ass back against my cock.

"What kind of.... Needs?" Kyrsten asked. She was clearly flushed with arousal and one hand was grazing across the tops of her breasts while the other was awfully high up on her thigh.

I stood up and dragged Carly by her hair off the bed forcefully. Pushing her to her knees, I made her stare at the outline of my cock in my still damp shorts. "Tell her, slut."

"I need to feel used... Sir," she said with a little mischievous twinkle in her eye.

It was planned but I still had a little flash of anger that made my sudden slap to her face a bit more vicious than I intended. The crack of flesh to flesh filled the room and Carly's cheek turned red but she never stopped staring at me. Kyrsten's gasp was nearly drowned out by Carly's moan of lust. "I'm sorry, Master. Master... Master," she said.

"No slut. Tell her the real reason your pathetic yellow cunt is so wet right now."

This part wasn't planned and I wasn't 100% sure how the girls would react. Kyrsten's expression changed from arousal to shock as she started to say something, "Jay that's horr... "

"No. No... He's only doing what I asked, K. I... I... I get off on the idea of having a... white master. Someone who treats me like I'm bred to be a fucktoy for their glorious white cock. That's what I want, Kyrsten. It's... It's what I need."

I pulled my cock down and Kyrsten's eyes immediately dropped to it. I hoped she liked what she saw. I'm not massive by any stretch but at that moment, I felt like it was swollen to the point of bursting. I grabbed Carly's hair while I stared at Kyrsten and shoved my cock down my girlfriend's accommodating throat.

"I didn't plan for this, Kyrsten. In fact, I hoped to fuck you this weekend, not this little Asian whore. But she threw herself so obediently and pathetically at me, I simply had to take her and make her my personal little three holed slut." I told our new friend as I pumped Carly's head on my cock. She was making happy slurping noises that filled the room better than any other sound I'd ever heard.

"The thing is, Kyrsten, your friend's happiness rests in your hands now."

"MMMRMM," Carly managed beneath me. I pulled her off my cock and looked at her.

"Do you want to say something, cunt?" I asked her cruelly.

"Please, Master. Don't tell her..." she looked at me. Kyrsten couldn't see it but the twinkle in her eyes and the subtle curl around her lips told me everything I needed to know.

"Tell me what?" Kyrsten asked.

"Fine, slut. It's your secret. You tell her," I said as I flung her back on the bed and walked over to Kyrsten. I leaned forward and kissed the redhead for the first time. Her lips were moist and ready. Her tongue eager as it snaked lustily into my mouth. I could see Carly out of the corner of my eye as her fingers plunged down inside her bikini bottoms and she released a moan of primal lust.

I moved behind Kyrsten and started untying her top, "Tell her, Carly. Or you're going to end up VERY frustrated."

"I... I made promises, Kyrsten," Carly said as she played with herself in front of us. I undid Kyrsten's top and stared at her beautiful, untanned, porcelain tits and tiny pink nipples. Carly continued, "I promised... that you... oh God... were like me."

Kyrsten gasped and as Carly told her, my fingers grazed Kyrsten's nipples. She moaned and stuck her big tits out further, eager for more. I took them both in my fingers and pinched gently, testing her reaction as Carly babbled on. "I told him... oh god I'm so pathetic, Master... I told him I could get you to call him Master."

Kyrsten gasped again but this time my fingers pinched her nipples harder. "But... but... " she managed before surrendering to her lust and shoving her hand down her bikini bottoms.

"That's not all, slut. What happens if you don't deliver?"

"Oh fuck, Master. Please... " she said before pulling her hand from her pants and flinging herself at Kyrsten's feet. "I can't have his cock in my cunt again until you call him, Master, Kyrsten."

"Dumb slut... there's more isn't there... didn't you make another promise?"

"Yes, Master. Kyrsten... I... Jay won't... Oh god... Please... I can't cum again... until... until... "

My hands slipped down and untied the sides of Kyrsten's bikini bottom. As the tiny fabric fell away, the neatly trimmed cunt came into view. Kyrsten had sunk two fingers into her pussy and it was leaking all over her hand.

"I can't cum again... until I lick... uh... until I lick his cum... from your... oh God..."

Kyrsten looked down at her friend and I swear I could see something click in her, "Until you lick it from my cunt... slut?"

"Yess... Please, Kyrsten. I was so stupid to promise but please will you submit to my Master and let him fuck you.... I'll lose my mind..." she begged pitifully from the floor.

"So you're saying... If I don't call Jay... Master... and if I was to, for example, not want him to cum in my pussy but instead cum all over my tits... what would happen to you?"

Carly whimpered, "I'd never get to cum again... and I'd never feel his glorious white cock in my cunt again... but please Kyrsten... please."

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