After a long, hot shower, Victoria put on a matching set of underwear -- tiny, sheer, and black. Eddie and Sarah arrived at 9:00 on the dot. Vicky opened the door, and Sarah scowled at her; her arms defiantly crossed over her chest. Obviously, the ultimatum Vicky'd delivered to Eddie earlier that day had worked. Vicky didn't know what he'd told Sarah to get her here, nor did she care.
She examined the pair. Sarah wore a little black dress. Low-cut, it ended about three inches above her knees. She'd accessorized with calf-high black boots, and the choker Vicky'd given her. Vicky pondered what this meant. She acted like she was supremely pissed off to be here, but she'd worn the item. Her long, brunette hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Eddie wore khaki pants, a polo shirt, and loafers. His hair was clean and combed. Vicky had to admit she was reasonably impressed.
Inviting them in, she closed the door, and led the two toward her bedroom. She could feel Eddie's eyes glued to her ass. Her pussy tingled, and she had to concentrate on walking straight. The expression Sarah gave her had set her off, and she was determined to hate fuck that look off her face. As she'd done so often recently, she clicked "record" on the video making program of her laptop.
"I love that outfit, Sarah," Vicky said, turning.
The couple remained silent, and Vicky stepped closer to Sarah.
"I can't wait to see you naked again," she whispered to the younger woman. "But, first we have some business to take care of."
She grabbed Sarah's hair, pulling hard, tilting her head back. Sarah gasped, her arms flailing as she tried to dislodge Vicky's hand. Eddie reached out toward Vicky.
"Sit down, Eddie," Vicky exploded.
He froze, his eyes locked on Sarah's face.
"Right now," Vicky said, her voice now even.
Eddie slunk over to the chair and plopped down. Vicky put the tip of her nose to Sarah's
"If you ever defy me again," she hissed, "I'll send all those videos to everyone at work."
"All of them?" Eddie blurted.
Sarah appeared to be confused. She twisted, trying to see Eddie. Vicky realized he hadn't told Sarah about their earlier rendezvous.
"Did I stutter?" Vicky said, turning her head to glare at Eddie.
He shrunk back into the chair.
"From now on," Vicky growled, "when I call, you're gonna hustle your pretty ass over here to make me cum. Understand?"
As Vicky held her hair, Sarah struggled to nod a fraction of an inch.
"Now, my little fuck doll," Vicky sneered, "get undressed."
She released Sarah, and sauntered to her nightstand. Vicky opened a drawer and pulled out a strapless dildo, a bottle of lubricant, a box of condoms, and a pair of handcuffs. Placing the items on the bed, Vicky glanced at Sarah. The younger woman's eyes were fixed on the latex toy.
"You too, Eddie," she said. "Strip."
They disrobed quickly. Vicky instructed the now naked Sarah to get on the bed. While Vicky removed her own underwear, and crawled on the bed to lie atop the shorter woman, Eddie crept closer.
"You, sit down," Vicky ordered. "You're going to watch for now."
Chastised, he returned to his seat. Vicky kissed Sarah's lips. Her mouth opened and their tongues danced as they wrapped their arms around each other. Sarah dragged her nails over the delicate flesh of Vicky's back, and Vicky sighed. She rocked her hips; pressing herself against Sarah.
"You feel so good," Sarah cooed.
Vicky lifted her head, and gazed into her eyes. Sarah attempted to avoid Vicky's scrutiny, and Vicky put her lips to Sarah's ear.
"My little spaghetti slut," she whispered
Vicky kissed Sarah again. Sarah tried to return it, but Vicky began worming her way downward, wiggling over Sarah's warm flesh, trailing her tongue between her breasts.
"Roll over, baby," Vicky said, rising suddenly.
Sarah complied, and Vicky popped up to straddle her thighs.
"Give me your hands," Vicky ordered, picking up the cuffs.
Looking back over her shoulder, Sarah did as told. Vicky quickly secured her hands. That done, Vicky slapped Sarah's right butt cheek. The sound of her hand striking Sarah's skin filled the room.
"Shit," Sarah cried out.
"You fucking whore," Vicky said. "You didn't think I was going to make you cum first, did you?"
Sarah dared to rub the spot Vicky had hit. Vicky smacked her again, and Sarah yelped.
"No, no," Vicky mocked. "You don't get to cum until I say so."
Her face pressed into the bedspread, Sarah nodded.
"And, if you ever give me that bitch face you had on when I opened the door again," Vicky said as another blow landed, "I'll turn your ass so red, they'll be able to see it from space."
"Please," Sarah whimpered, "I'll do whatever you want. I swear."
Vicky fell forward to speak directly into Sarah's ear.
"I know you will," she taunted.
Eddie coughed nervously, and Vicky focused on him.
"Don't worry, Eddie," she said. "I've got something special planned for you."
"What?" he asked, warily.
"Later," Vicky said, grinning.
She slipped off Sarah.
"Get on your back," she directed.
Vicky crawled up Sarah's body, and knelt astride Sarah's face. Without hesitation, Sarah's tongue darted out to taste Vicky's cunt.
"Yesssss," Vicky murmured as her head fell back. "That's what I want."
She began grinding back and forth; riding Sarah's face. Sarah mumbled something unintelligible, and the vibrations rumbled through Vicky's body. She clawed at Sarah's hair, trying to hold her in place. For several minutes, she kept Sarah's mouth pressed to her pussy; panting for breath as her body quivered. She felt the tightness growing in her lower belly, and she tried to hold on, wanting more and more of Sarah's tongue. Her efforts were unsuccessful.
"I'm gonna cum," she rasped. "Make me cummmm..."
The helpless Sarah couldn't hear Vicky, but felt the older woman's body stiffen, then convulse violently as it collapsed against her face. Fear flashed through her mind as she thought Vicky might smother her.
"Fuuuuck," Vicky groaned as her body fell forward.
Vicky's ass remained up in the air as Sarah -- who could now breathe -- continued lapping at her swollen clit, extending the ecstasy.
"Oh, God, Sarah...," Vicky managed to say, then her words faded away.
She expended the last of her energy reeling to her right; letting her hips drop to the bed. Orgasmic aftershocks rolled through Vicky's body as she muttered incoherent endearments. Sarah flipped over and moved close, sticking out her tongue to lick Vicky's right nipple. It surprised Vicky, and she watched Sarah. Sarah noticed.
"What?" she asked, softly.
Vicky shook her head, as if to say "nothing."
"Can I cum now?" Sarah asked, a sly smirk on her face. "Please."
An electric charge shot through Vicky's pussy.
"I think you've earned a good fucking," she said, pushing herself up.
Vicky picked up the dildo and lube.
"Flip, bitch," Vicky ordered.
While Sarah positioned herself, Vicky tipped the bottle, carefully covering the length of the toy with the viscous goo. Gingerly, she inserted one end into her pussy, seating it securely. Eddie watched her, practically drooling.
"Can I join?" he asked.
"Not yet," Vicky said. "And, keep your hands off your cock, quick draw. I don't want you shooting all over my damned carpet."
Eddie frowned as Vicky forced Sarah's knees apart, spreading her legs wide. Kneeling before her, she guided the latex head to Sarah's lips. Their eyes locked.
"Give it to me," Sarah purred.
Vicky nudged her hips forward, letting the tip penetrate Sarah. Both women gasped as the dildo entered Sarah. Vicky maintained steady pressure, sinking two inches before she stopped, and then pulled back. Advancing again, she went an inch farther, and Sarah wrapped her legs around Vicky.
"That feels so good," Sarah whined.
Vicky tried to go slow, getting the toy wet with Sarah's juices, but Sarah dug her heels into the cheeks of Vicky's ass, pulling her deeper. Vicky took the hint, and began moving faster; thrusting harder.
"Is this what you want?" Vicky groaned. "You want me to fuck you?"
"Yessss," Sarah sobbed.
She began pounding herself into Sarah. Inside her own cunt, the toy shifted with each movement, driving her closer and closer to bliss. Vicky squeezed Sarah's breasts, clutching tightly, pinching her flesh as Sarah howled at the mix of pleasure and pain.
"Don't stop," Sarah cried out. "Pleeeeease."
The center nub of the dildo touched Sarah's asshole, and the younger woman jerked furiously. Tremors ran through both women, and they announced their orgasms simultaneously, almost screaming in unison as they convulsed together.
"Cummmmm," Vicky moaned.
She crumpled, and buried her face in Sarah's shoulder. Vicky didn't stop moving, however, rocking her hips even as the climax ripped through her. She slipped her arms under Sarah, and fucked her slowly, almost as if making love to her. Lifting her head, she tenderly kissed Sarah. Sarah opened her mouth, and their tongues met.
Eddie's cock stood at attention, and he ached to touch himself as he watched the two undulate, giving and receiving, again and again. Hopping to his feet, he crossed from the chair to the corner of the bed. The women looked through him as they once more passed the point of no return. They cried out, cumming together for the second time, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.
As they slowly recovered, Vicky trailed her tongue along Sarah's collar bone, and Eddie moved in to kiss Sarah's mouth. Vicky lay her cheek on Sarah's breasts, and watched. It took several minutes, but their breathing slowed, and heart rates approached normal. Sarah mumbled something she couldn't decipher, and Vicky lifted her head.
"Is it my turn?" Eddie asked.
Vicky winked at Sarah.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"I don't know," Sarah giggled.
"Come on," Eddie appealed.
"I guess it wouldn't be nice to tease you too much more," Vicky said.
"I think we should put the handcuffs on him first," Sarah said.
Vicky and Eddie gaped at her; Vicky smiling; Eddie in disbelief.
"What..." he began.
"A great idea," Vicky said, finishing the sentence with a laugh.
Eddie shook his head as he stood up.
"If you wanna cum, you get cuffed," Vicky said.
Sarah turned so Vicky could free her.
"Well, Eddie?" she questioned, dangling the steel shackles from her forefinger.
He hesitated. Vicky slipped off the bed, and grabbed Eddie's wrists. His resistance melted as he admired Sarah's naked body. Vicky secured his hands, careful not to close the cuffs too tight.
"Now," Vicky ordered, "lay on the bed."
Eddie flopped on the mattress and scooted up, resting his head on one of Vicky's pillows.
"I want you to show Sarah some of what you learned today," Vicky said.
Shaking his head, he frowned at her.
"What is she talking about?" Sarah asked.
"Didn't he tell you?" Vicky asked, facetiously, knowing he hadn't.
