I just had to continue this, the characters were just so much fun to work with.
I hope you like this piece. My proof reader thought it was seriously fappable, and she came over to bone me as soon as she finished it.
She's really looking forward to part 3...
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Chapter Two
Steve Wilson closed the door behind him, sitting his briefcase on the floor next to the wide table against the wall. He emptied his pockets onto the tray on the table, then slipped off his coat, draping it over his arm. He loosened his tie as he started for his bedroom.
"How was your day Master?" Chrissie called from the kitchen.
"I had a good day little slut." He called back. "Especially after you called and let me listen to you playing with yourself. I like it when you do that, but remind me to get you a headset for your phone. I don't like the way you sound on the speaker phone, especially when you roll away from it."
"I'll pick one up tomorrow on the way home from school. I need to go by the mall and get more stockings anyway." She said, coming over and standing in the doorway of the kitchen. "You keep tearing holes in them when you're fucking me Master. I love it when you do that, the way you grab me and just throw me around on the bed, but its hell on the lingerie."
"Get some more garterbelts too, but get the narrow ones, I didn't like that wide thing you had on the other night."
"I could tell." She laughed, waving a spoon at him. "But it made a great handle for you to hold onto. You were using it to jerk my ass back at you like crazy."
"We'll figure something out." He said, turning toward his bedroom. "How long till dinner?"
"It will be ready when you get out of the shower." She said, watching him walk away. "Your drink is on the bathroom counter, and your robe is clean. Don't take all night again."
"Are we having my favorite appetizer again tonight?" He asked, stopping at his bedroom door and looking back at her.
"Of course we are Master. And it will be hot and juicy, just like you like it."
"That's a good little slut." He laughed. "I'll be out in ten minutes."
I wonder how he's going to react when he doesn't get his usual bearded clam before dinner, Chrissie thought as she opened the broiler and took the steaks out. Taking the potatoes out of the oven, she cut them, then fluffed and loaded them quickly, putting them onto plates.
I guess I can tell him it's defurred muff, a much more preferred delicacy, she thought, giggling softly as she scooped green beans onto both plates.
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One end of the table was loaded with food when Steve came back out of the bathroom wearing a thick terry cloth robe, still running his hands through his hair, finger combing it into place. There was no point getting dressed, he knew he'd be enjoying Chrissie for dessert after dinner.
Chrissie was putting a small cushion on the open end of the table, and when she saw Steve, she smiled and slipped off her robe, then turned and hopped up on the table. She leaned back and spread her legs as she wiggled her ass into a comfortable position on the cushion.
"I hope you don't mind Master, but I changed the recipe on your appetizer tonight." She giggled, watching him as he approached the table.
"So I can see." Steve grinned, pulling his chair out and sitting down. "It looks even more delicious than usual."
Chrissie giggled, delighted that he was pleased with her efforts. Things had changed dramatically in the three weeks since her father had threatened to throw her out of the house for being a lazy slut. He had told her that he was tired of her staying out until all hours, fucking a different guy every night, skipping school, and not doing anything around the house.
He had told her that the only way he would let her stay would be for her to be his personal slut, his fuck toy. She hadn't hesitated after she saw how much bigger his cock was than any of her boyfriends, and she didn't regret her decision one bit. She was going to school now, and actually studying, she kept the house clean, and cooked dinner for him every night. And most of all, she never stopped thinking about new ways to please him with her mouth, her pussy, and her ass.
She smiled as she watched him run his fingers lightly over the freshly shaved mound of her pussy, sighing happily when he dipped his head between her legs, lapping at the pearly droplets of girl cum glistening on the puffy inner lips of her pussy.
"Mmmmmmm, delicious as usual." Steve moaned, spreading the lips of her cunt with his thumbs, then dragging his tongue slowly up the length of the sloppy wet slit. Licking and sucking lightly, he ran his tongue all around, darting it up into the tight hole of her cunt, then slapping it up and down the length of her pussy over and over.
Chrissie purred as his mouth worked its magic on her, then moaned when she felt him lift his mouth away. Opening her eyes, she saw that he had gotten to his feet, the rigid stalk of his cock jutting up out of his robe.
"Ooooohhh, are you going to have dessert before you eat your dinner Master?" She giggled.
Steve didn't answer, he was rubbing his cock back and forth, then up and down over the soft smooth skin of her pussy mound. He ran his cock between her legs for a minute, then pulled back, fitting the head into the tight wet opening of her pussy and pressed forward.
His cock drove in slowly in one long, slow stroke, not stopping until the curly hairs at the base of his cock pressed against the clean shaved skin of her cunt.
"Oh Master! That feels so good!" Chrissie moaned, looking up at him. "Your little slut loves how your big cock feels inside her, filling her up. You have the perfect cock Master, it feels like it was made for your slut's pussy."
Steve closed his eyes, letting his head fall back as he savored the sensation of the silky smooth inner walls of her cunt clenching and clasping around his throbbing cockshaft.
