Todd’s Story

The Brown House.

Christine’s sister, Nina, was visiting along with her three kids and husband, John. Christine regularly had her sister over so her kids could use the pool. Nina was older than her sister and had married John the week after their high school graduation.

Christine and John had been wild in their younger days and spent the first few years of their marriage sowing wild oats while climbing the corporate ladder. John had taken both Christine and Alice to bed many times in the early days. Sometimes alone, sometimes with their husbands, and always with his wife’s wife in the same bed.

It was only after several years of marriage that John and Nina decided to have kids. They agreed to curtail their uninhibited lifestyle while their three kids were growing up. That meant John was only sleeping with Nina.

Being surrounded by beautiful women that he could bed wasn’t easy for John. In addition, it was hard for John to hide his physical reaction to the women around him while he was wearing shorts or a bathing suit.

Because of this, John routinely excused himself from these gatherings. Instead, he’d usually grab a bottle of Woodford’s Reserve Bourbon whiskey from the car and go see his friend, Todd.

Todd and his wife Ellen lived in the fifth house on the cul-de-sac, the second couple to move into the neighborhood. Todd and Ellen had both been career military, never having kids. After retiring, they’d gone on to second careers, then third careers.

Todd had an advanced degree in technology and made a lot of money in the private sector before becoming bored. He’d started as a cop in the military and returned to his roots as a cop. Todd became a police officer with the small local department while Ellen taught middle school.

John had been in several of Ellen’s classes and had run into Todd in an “Official” capacity as a high school student. Todd had always impressed John with his calmness, understanding, and fair and firm presence. He liked and admired both the Torrance’s.

They were considered the anchors of the cul-de-sac, always being there when their neighbors had needed them.

Todd answered the door and immediately invited John in. Todd had come to expect John’s visits when he and Nina brought the kids over to Christine’s to use the pool.

“Where’s Ellen,” asked John, “out with her sister?

“Ellen is living with her sister. I’m on my own,” replied Todd.

“What!” exclaimed John, “you guys and been together 45 years, what the hell happened.”

Todd took the bottle from John, saying, “I’d rather drink than air dirty laundry.”

Two hours later, John covered his drunken sleeping friend with a blanket and left him on his couch to recover.

When he got back to Christine’s, it was just turning dark, his kids had been fed and were upstairs using Uncle Ken’s game gear, leaving Christine, Kenny, and Nina, now joined by Alice and her son Tom together in the kitchen.

As soon as John walked in, Christine asked him, “What’s going on with Todd and Ellen?” the tone of the question leading him to believe his sister already suspected something.

“There’s have a problem,” said John.

“I haven’t seen Ellen for a while,” said Christine, “is she OK?”

“Ellen is living with her sister. It took me a while to get the story, helped by bourbon.” said John. ‘let me organize my thoughts, and see if I can make sense…”

John thought for a moment before telling the story, “Todd and Ellen have been married for 45 years. It’s a strong marriage, but not a passionate one. Todd is, like several men you ladies know, highly driven. He said he could never remember a time when he wasn’t horny.

“He likes women, not girls, women, and has no sexual hang-ups. However, he does have several rules. First, he has no use for non-consensual sex. According to him, the worst thing any person could do is force their partner to do something they don’t want to do.

“The next no-no is to fail to give more pleasure than you receive. No ‘Wham bam, Thank you, ma’ams’ in Todd’s world.

“Cheating is a huge no-no. Todd’s words were, ‘some promises are meant to be kept. If you are expected to be monogamous, you stay monogamous.’

Ellen is the opposite. She has no use for sex. According to Todd, she tried the first few years of the marriage, but eventually, 22 years ago, they just stopped having sex.

Because of Todd’s beliefs about sex, he couldn’t force her, nor could he cheat. But, because he did and still loves her, he stayed in a sexless marriage. As a result, he hasn’t had sex in 22 years.

Recently things heated up on the cul-de-sac. Ellen was coming home from a walk and heard what she thought were screams coming from Alice’s back yard,” finished John.

“Oh god,” exclaimed Alice, looking at Ken, who was shaking his head.

“Yup,” continued John, “Ellen looked over the fence and saw my nephew, Kenny, with Alice bent over the pool fence, hammering her like hell. Ellen went home and complained to Todd. Todd told her in no uncertain terms that it wasn’t any of her business. Alice and Kenny are adults, and if they want to enjoy each other, more power to them.

Things would have been fine, except, for reasons she would not explain, Ellen believed Christine, Kenney, Alice, and Tom were fucking each other like rabbits on meth. Does anyone have any idea why she would think that?” asked John, with a devilish smile.

“Ellen would not leave it alone and demanded that Todd call the department and report it,” continued John.

“Todd blew up and unloaded on Ellen. He doesn’t remember the exact words he said, but years of anger and frustration poured out. The general theme was along the line that just because Ellen was a frigid prude did not mean she had any right to judge others.

He also called her a hypocrite. According to him, he never once entered Ellen during sex when she wasn’t wet and ready. She always had to have a towel under her because she leaked so much. In other words, he did not believe she hated sex as much as she claimed. He thinks the real issue is she’s terrified of losing control.

He finished by reminding Ellen that a couple of years ago, he’d begged her, literally begged her, to seek professional help because of what her dysfunction was doing to their marriage. Ellen appeared to agree to do so but lied and saw a therapist for her “anger issues” without mentioning sex.

Ellen broke down in tears and left to stay with her sister.

Todd told me they had not started divorce proceedings. However, he wanted to give Ellen time to consider her options. He told her he wouldn’t seek female company actively, but he would not ignore an opportunity if one came his way.

The final thing told Ellen was the woman he wanted in his bed was Ellen. That he would never force her to join him, but she could not have it both ways. If she refused to be his lover, he had every right to seek another.

Christine seemed lost in thought for a few seconds before asking, “Todd asked Ellen to seek professional help, and she refused?”

“Yes,” said John.

So, this issue has been decades in the making, and not something we caused?” asked Christine.

“I think that’s fair,” said John.

“We were just the straw that broke the camel’s back, then?” interjected Alice.

“Also true,” said John.

“OK,” said Christine, “We need to think about this. I don’t know if there’s any way to talk sense to Ellen, but if we can, we should. I feel so bad for Todd. Could you live without Nina for two decades?” said Christine, looking at John.

“Hell no!” exclaimed John, “I wouldn’t last two weeks.”

Christine seemed lost in thought for a moment before she said, “The girls need to discuss this tomorrow at morning coffee.” Then, looking at her son and master, she continued, “I have an idea, but I won’t do anything without discussing it with you boys and ensuring we have our master’s permission.”

The next day.

The four girls had coffee together at 10:00 am every morning, the location rotating among them. Alice and Christine explained about Todd and Ellen.

Christine said, “I need all of you to think about this. If there’s a way to convince Ellen to change, we should try. We need to brainstorm ways to approach her.”

The other three agreed. Christine continued, “I don’t think there is any way to make Ellen change. She’ll have to decide she has to change. Right now, she doesn’t have to change because Todd won’t force her. I think the only choice is to make Ellen understand that Todd has options. My inner slut wants to do something, assuming my master approves. Would any of the rest of you be interested in participating? Show of hands, please?” raising her hand over her head.

Christine’s hand was quickly joined with three others, with Mary saying, “I know where you’re going. If Todd has several women willing to sleep with him, Ellen will understand her only option is divorce or change. If you’re going first, I’m next; Todd may be able to help me out with something,” but saying nothing else.

“Would you like to expand…” asked Angela.

“Not until I discuss it with Todd, first, OK?” said Mary.

Mary continued, “Ellen is married to a unicorn and is willing to give up 45 years because of sex. So forgive me if I don’t feel any sympathy for her.”

“Unicorn?” asked Alice.

“I don’t think he’s an abuser. He doesn’t come home drunk and smack Ellen around. He’s not a cheater, and he’s made sure they have a nice standard of living. So he’s either an idiot or a unicorn. Knowing him, I vote unicorn. Ellen made her bed, and if she won’t climb into it, she has no complaint if we do,” finished Mary.

During this, Christine had texted Ken and told him she would like, with his permission, to go see Todd, and depending on his answers to some questions, spend some “Quality Time” with him.

Ken quickly replied by group text to all four moms. ‘discussed it with the boys this morning. Pending approval by you and the other ladies, we’re willing to grant Todd full-fledged membership of the Boys Club. Your call, ladies.”

“Oh, hell yes,” said Alice upon seeing the message, causing the whole group to laugh. Then, finally, Christine excused herself, saying, “Excuse me, ladies, I have to go see a man….”

Todd’s house.

Just after noon, Christine knocked on Todd’s door. She had showered, shaved her various bits, put on makeup, and was wearing a floral sundress that came just above her knee, the required 4-inch heels, nylons, garters, and a matching thong and bra set.

Todd’s reaction when he answered the door was, “Wow! You must be on your way someplace important!”

“You’re important Todd, can need to ask you some questions. Can I come in?” asked Christine.

“Sure,” said Todd, “Forgive my sweaty T-Shirt. I just finished cleaning the house.”

“Look at you, all domestic. Ellen’s a lucky lady,” said Christine.

“I’m not sure she would agree,” replied Todd.

“I’m going to come right to the point, Todd. I’m going to ask you some direct questions, and I’d like you to give me some direct answers,” said Christine.

“I’m guessing I said more than I should to John, but OK, shoot,” said Todd.

“Number one. Have you ever raised a hand to Ellen,” asked Christine?

“Never, not once,” replied Todd.

“Have you ever tried to make Ellen do things in the bedroom that she did not want to do,” asked Christine?

“Again, never. That would be wrong,” replied Todd.

“When is the last time you had sex, whether with Ellen or someone else,” asked Christine?

“Ellen is the only woman I’ve been with since our wedding day, and I haven’t touched her in 22 years,” said Todd.

“Why,” asked Christine?

“We weren’t doing it for my needs or hers; we were doing it because she felt guilty. It had become an obscene parody of sex, and I couldn’t do it anymore. She hated it, so doing it was wrong,” said Todd.

“Do you want her back,” asked Christine?

“Yes,” said Todd, “But she has to make a genuine effort to become my lover again. I don’t expect a wild woman; all I want is a genuine effort. If she genuinely tries but can’t, I can accept that. However, if she’s not willing to try, then I’m not willing to remain celibate any longer.”

“Two more questions, did you tell Ellen that you were not going to seek out female companionship but that you would not ignore an opportunity if it presented itself?” Asked Christine.

“Yes,” said Todd hoping Christine was going where he desperately wanted her to go.

“Would you like to fuck me?” purred Christine with a sultry look.

“Oh, hell yes!” exclaimed Todd, stunned. “That would be a dream come true!”

“Well, I guess it’s a good thing I like getting taken by a sweaty man,” purred Christine. “Look at this,” she said, pulling a copy of the Boys Club Rules out of the pocket of her dress and handing it to Todd, who quickly read it, eyes widening.

“The boys have decided to make you a full-fledged member of the club. Alice, Angela, Mary, and I are the current club sex-slaves. That means we are your sex slaves, available for your use anytime, assuming another club member isn’t already saddled up,” whispered Christine.

“Lose the dress, now,” ordered Todd.

Christine slipped out of her dress and kneeled in front of Todd. Hands behind her head,” explaining all the slaves were trained to assume this position while awaiting their master’s pleasure.

Todd just stood and stared. What he saw was a dream come true. A gorgeous voluptuous woman wearing almost nothing was kneeling in front of him, ready to follow his every wish. Todd told Christine to stand and took her in his arms, kissing her deeply.

He let his hands roam up and down her back, to her marvelous ass and back, whispering in her ear, “You are a work of art.”

Todd stepped back and unhooked Christine’s bra with the clasp between her beautiful tits. He was gasping at the perfection he’d let loose. “These are the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen,” breathed Todd, cupping Christine’s breasts in his hands, marveling at their soft firmness and their rigid nipples.

Wait till you get your hands on Mary’s; she’s coming to see you tomorrow,” returned Christine.

Todd began to gently massage and kneed Christine’s breasts. Todd pulled, twisted, and tweaking her nipples for several minutes before kneeling in front of her and removing her panties. He nuzzled his nose between the carefully trimmed hair on Christine’s cunt, finding her aroma intoxicating and finding her very wet and ready.

Todd quickly slipped one, then two fingers into Christine’s cunt, stroking up to the inner wall of her pussy, finding her G spot, and making her grab his shoulders for support, throwing her head back and moaning.

“I’ll tell you the same thing I’ve told the boys. I want to be used! I like to be fucked, hard. Please don’t tease me. If you’re teasing me because you enjoy it, then tease this slave all you want. If you’re teasing me to get me ready, I’m way past that. Use me!” cried Christine.

Todd guided Christine to a recliner and pushed the button on the side, lowering it to the full reclined position and pushing her onto the chair. He then kneeled between Christine’s obscenely spread legs and buried his face in her bush, sticking his tongue entirely into her slit.

Christine knew she’d judged Todd correctly when his first act was to pleasure her instead of himself. It confirmed he was the right kind of man to be a master, and all the moms would love servicing him.

Todd began by lapping up Christine’s copious juices, licking both sides of her pussy with long slow licks. Next, he nibbled up and down her labia before tonguing her clit. Then, finally, sucking her entire clit into his mouth and gently working it with his tongue. At the same time, both his hands were stretched up her body, kneading and mauling her generous tits.

Christine quickly began to orgasm. Since surrendering herself as a sex slave, Christine’s libido had increased, something she had not thought possible.

She’d found herself almost constantly aroused while in the presence of any of her masters, knowing that she was a slave and subject to any whim a master had.

She’d found that her orgasms came more effortless and lasted longer and that she was almost always ready to be used.

When her last wave of ecstasy ended, she looked down and saw Todd’s shining face looking up at her.

“I’ve never done that before; Ellen freaked at the very idea,” said Todd.

“Well, you’re an inspired amateur then. That was awesome. I’m terrified at how good you’ll get with four slaves to practice on any time you want,” said Christine with a smile.

Todd stood and offered Christine his hand, “I want you in the bedroom, on your back, with those stunning legs spread, so I can sink my cock in you,” leading Christine to the master bedroom.

Christine followed Todd to his bed, laid down, spread her legs, and reached her hand out, saying, “I’m ready for you, master.”

Todd quickly stripped off and climbed between Christine’s legs. He looked at the vision laying before him and said, “There’s not going to be a whole lot of finesse about this; it’s been too long,”

“It’s OK, master, we’ve got all day and all night. We’re not going to stop until you want to. Now give me that beautiful cock, I want it,” said Christine, reaching up, taking Todd’s cock in her hand, and guiding it into her pussy.

“God, you’re tight!” moaned Todd. “Give me a second to try to control myself.”

Christine was in heaven. There was nothing that turned her on more than driving her partner into ecstasy. Part of the thrill was she was a slave. She had no choice. He had to fuck this man.

He was her master, and his pleasure was her purpose. Christine genuinely loved giving herself, body, and soul to her lover. Christine did not know why she was this way, but she loved it. Christine loved the way her body responded to her partner’s needs. She loved the feel of being controlled, being used for another’s pleasure.

These feelings within her had only become stronger with her willing enslavement.

Todd began to groan and pump himself into her cunt. Christine loved it. She loved the feel of his weight on her. She loved the feel of his cock pumping in and out of her. She loved looking into her lover’s eyes and encouraging him.

“Fuck me, Todd. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Empty yourself into me. Fill me with your love. Let all those long empty years go. I will always be ready for you. Alice and Angela, and Mary will always be ready for you. Fuck. Me. Senseless!” screamed Christine, quickly orgasming.

Todd was holding on and pounding into his gorgeous plaything. Lost in the sensation of his cock pounding into Christine. Amazed and proud of the effect he was having on her. With a roar, he slammed his cock home one last time and exploded, sending a rope of cum into Christine’s” cunt, permanently marking her as his, his passion triggering Christine’s orgasm.

Todd collapsed on Christine before rolling to one side. He embraced her, nuzzled her neck, and said, “That was amazing. I’m so grateful a beautiful thing like you would let this fat, grey-haired old man touch you.

“You didn’t hear me complaining, did you? I wasn’t faking a thing,” said Christine. “I am genuinely a wanton slut, and I can’t have enough masters to use me. So please use me anytime you want. Being used is what I love. I don’t know why I’m this way, but I don’t regret it.

“I know,” said Todd, “Those orgasms were real. But, I don’t regret your sluttiness either; all I’ve ever wanted is what most men want. A classy wife who’s a slut behind closed doors.”

“Can a man tell when a woman is faking? I don’t think so,” laughed Christine.

“It’s not hard. I couldn’t miss the muscle spasms and gushing when my face was buried in your cunt. During an orgasm, your vagina can get tight to the edge of pain on a guy’s cock. At least your cunt and Ellen’s do,” said Todd grinning. “I don’t know about anal, I’ve never done that, but I’ll tell what I find out when I’ve had you that way.

Christine quickly reversed position and took Todd in her mouth, relishing the sense of power it gave her over her older neighbor, as well as a thrill at the nasty girl she’d become. Christine loved the feel of Todd’s cock becoming rock-hard while in her mouth.

Christine pulled off Todd and directed him to sit in an armchair next to the bed. She looked at Todd and said, “It’s easier for you to watch me service you, master when you’re sitting up.” She then kneeled between his legs and took his erection back into her mouth.

It was Todd’s first blowjob. He buried his fingers in Christine’s hair and moaned, “You are amazing! No one has ever sucked my dick before. Please don’t stop. Please make me cum in your pretty little mouth. Please swallow me.”

Christine had no intention of stopping. She’d always loved sucking cock and had practiced on her husband daily. She took Todd’s cock into her mouth until the head was pushing into the back of her throat. Then, she held it there while sucking gently and moving her tongue back and forth and up and down the shaft.

She then slowly withdrew until only Todd’s cock head was in her mouth, sucking and tonguing the head while looking into Todd’s eyes. Christine then started a regular bobbing up and down on Todd, causing him to thrust his pelvis up to meet Christine’s movements as if trying to drive his cock out the back of Christine’s head.

Todd didn’t last long, grabbing Christine’s head with both hands, driving her face down, burying her nose in his pubic hair, and screaming, “Take it, Chris, take it all, swallow every bit!” as he exploded for the first time in a woman’s mouth.

Being an experienced cock sucker, Christine continued to bob on her master’s cock until his orgasm was spent, and she’d milked his cock for every drop of semen. Amazingly, by the time Christine had completed cleaning up Todd’s last drop, his cock was already semi-hard again. Christine smiled and noticed, “It seems you aren’t done,” shaking Todd’s semi-hard cock.

“I suppose you want to jam this thing up my poor abused ass next, “purred Christine.

“You guessed,” laughed Todd. “The street girls call that going around the world.”

Christine laughed, saying, “I’d never heard that term used that way. Well, just call me a world traveler because my backdoor is open for business. I’m already lubed up and ready for you.”

Christine kneeled on the bed with her ass pointed at Todd. She laid her head and chest on the bed and reached back and spread the globes of her ass so Todd had ready access. Todd immediately pressed the head of his cock against Christine’s anus and applied steady pressure.

Over the past week, Christine had become better at willing her sphincter to relax to give her partners an easy entry, and Todd’s cock easily slid fully into her welcoming ass.

Christine arched her back, moaning, “God, I love being sodomized! I love it in my ass. It’s so depraved. Hammer me, Todd, hammer me!”

Once Todd bottomed out in his slave’s ass, he just went still to let the situation sink in. He had a beautiful sex slave kneeling on his bed with his cock buried in her ass, an ass that was incredibly tight, wet, and hot. He’d already fucked this woman’s mouth and cunt.

And now, she was begging him to hammer her ass with his elderly but still hard cock. Todd obeyed. With no gentleness, finesse, or tenderness, Todd began to fuck the living shit out of Christine. Christine eagerly fucked Todd right back, shaking the bed, and making the windows vibrate with the force of their words of passion.

This time Todd had some stamina and stayed hard and strong for more than 15 minutes. Christine repeated what she noticed was a pattern for her. Her helplessness overcame her. She couldn’t do anything except lie there and let Todd fuck her ass. She had an uncontrollable need to give herself to him completely.

She started with a series of loud and powerful orgasms, one after the other. However, after the first few minutes, her exhaustion set in, and while she continued to have serial orgasms, she just wasn’t as loud or frantic. She still fucked back against Todd’s strokes but no longer had the strength to do more than constantly moan, interspersed with words urging Todd on, with an occasional yelp.

Finally, Todd reached his third orgasm within minutes, collapsing on Christine’s body. Both lovers fell asleep, with Todd still inside Christine’s ass.

About 20 minutes later, Todd woke up. It took him a moment to realize where he was before he rolled off Christine’s body. His movement woke Christine, who looked up at him with a smile and said, “Hey baby, did you have fun?”

“God yes,” said Todd, “that was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“It was a genuine pleasure, sir,” said Christine. “Would you like me to stay the night?”

“That sounds like fun,” said Todd, “but I’ve got another idea. You said Mary wants to visit me tomorrow?

“Yes,” said Christine, “Eventually, all the moms plan to spend time with you. Mary said something about asking you for a favor when she sees you tomorrow.”

“I think I’m good for a couple of more rounds with you during the day, but I’m not a teenaged boy and don’t have the recovery powers of a teenaged boy. Is Kenny going to be home this evening?” said Todd.

“Yes,” said Christine.

“Is it fair to say he doesn’t mind sharing you,” asked Todd?

“Nope,” Christine said with a smile, ‘double teaming his sex slave is one of his favorite things. Why don’t I go back home and put together dinner for three? You come over around 6, have dinner, and then you and Kenny can play with me. You could stay the night if you want or make it an early night, so you’re ready to do Mary a favor.

‘Deal,” smiled Todd.

The following day, 10:00 am.

Mary was finishing cleaning up the kitchen. Billy and Mark had taken off to do some work on Angela’s office systems. Both boys had taken the time to show their appreciation of Mary before they left.

There was a knock on the front door. When Mary looked through the peephole, she saw Todd. So she cracked the door and peeked through and said, “yes?”

“Christine told me you needed a favor from me,” said Todd.

“Yes, I do, come on in,” said Mary.

“Thanks,” said Todd, walking into the room. During this exchange, Mary had been semi-hidden behind the front door. Once he was in the room, and Mary closed the door, Todd realized that Mary was wearing nothing except a four-inch set of high-heeled pumps, nylons, and a garter belt. She was stunning.

“Wow,” said Todd, “You are spectacular. Do you mind if I get nasty with you before we talk about whatever it is you need? You’re the first naked woman to meet me at the door, and that as a member of the boys club, I now have certain privileges.”

Mary just smiled and said, “I planned to come over to your place in a few minutes anyway. This just saves me the effort of getting dressed only to get undressed again.”

“This is your fantasy, Todd. How do you want me,” asked Mary?

“First, I just want to get naked and hold you,” said Todd. “I have fantasized about you quite a while, young lady.”

With that, Todd quickly shed his clothing. He reached out and gathered Mary into his arms and held her tightly against his chest, his rigid cock surrounded by greying hair poking at her bare stomach as if seeking its rightful place. He caressed her and ran his hands up and down her body, telling her, “My God, Christine yesterday, and now you today. I can’t decide which one of you is more beautiful.”

With that, Todd walked Mary over to the couch and sat down, pulling her down on top of him. He made her spread her legs and kneel with her knees on either side of his hips. He ran his hands up and down her body from her ass to her back to her stomach while nuzzling and playing with her amazing tits.

He carefully caressed her between her spread legs, causing her to gasp and arch her back slightly. “My goodness, you’re soaking wet, little girl. That’s a hell of a complement to a fat gray-haired old man,” said Todd. “I wouldn’t expect a goddess like you to have the slightest reaction to an old man like me. You’ve just done wonders for my ego.”

Mary gasped, looked into Todd’s eyes, and said, “I’ve discovered over the last couple of weeks just what slut I am. All of us moms have found that. Just the idea that one of the men in our lives wants us sets us off.

“All of us discovered how much we thoroughly enjoy pleasuring our partners. None of us feel any shame or regret for what we’re doing. On the contrary, I feel completely free for the first time in my life, with no need to judge myself at all. Maybe it’s something in the water?”

“Well, if it’s in the water, it sure didn’t have any effect on Ellen,” said Todd. With that, he lifted Mary’s hips and guided her over his cock. Mary reached down between them, smiled wickedly in Todd’s eyes, and took his cock and guided it into her cunt, instantly settling down until she felt Todd’s pubic bone grinding into her clit.

“Let me do the work, master,” Mary moaned as she began an up-and-down motion on Todd’s Dick. She leaned forward and put her hands on the back of the couch, so her breasts were in his face, and twisted her torso back and forth, causing her fun bags to slap back and forth on his face.

Todd reached up and grabbed those amazing globes, began to knead, massage, and twist them. Her nipples were already thoroughly hard, so he simply grabbed them and twisted and tugged on them. Sucking first one, then the other into his greedy mouth.

Mary’s breasts were one of her most sensitive areas, and the feel of Todd mauling her breasts pushed her into her first orgasm. Mary always thought it was hard for women to achieve orgasm, but over the last week to 10 days, she had learned, to her delight, that it didn’t take much to set her off, and when she started, she tended to keep going.

Early on, Alice and Christine explained to her and Angela how important it was for submissive women like them to be with the right man. Mary knew she would do anything her partner wanted her to do, and with anyone. She understood what Christine meant when she said that finding the right dominant is critical for a submissive.

With the right dominant, a submissive can have a fulfilling and thoroughly enjoyable sex life. Without, either she turned into a true whore, used, and abused by the men in her life, or she has to live a sexless life. Mary already lived a sexless life and did not intend to go back. She was in good hands with the members of the Boys Club.

Mary slowly but surely increased her pace until she was bouncing wildly on Todd’s cock. Todd was smiling like a crazy man enjoying every second of it. He couldn’t believe the vision of this gorgeous, stacked, young woman, going crazy on his cock, determined to empty him.

Mary’s bouncing tits were terrific, flying in all directions, but mostly up and down, as if they had a life of their own. Todd was lasting longer today than he had with Christine yesterday, which allowed Mary to achieve a series of orgasms before Todd grabbed her hips, and with a roar, thrust himself up into his slave’s willing cunt and exploded.

Before collapsing onto his chest, Mary had one more orgasm on Todd’s softening cock so she could catch her breath. Then, Mary leaned down and kissed Todd deeply before leaning back with a smirk, saying, “You taste like Christine!”

Todd grinned, saying, “I spent the night with her and Kenny; between the two of us, she didn’t get much sleep.”

Mary’s favor.

The two lovers just cuddled for a while, Todd still not sure that he wasn’t dreaming as he continued to run his hands up and down the tight silky body of the young woman who had just fucked him.

“I want to try and take you around the world today if I’m up to it. Do you know what that means?” asked Todd.

“I never heard the term before Christine told me about it in a text yesterday. She said something about becoming a world traveler. How much did the professional woman you knew while you were still on the job charge for a trip around the world,” asked Mary.

Todd chuckled, saying, “You know I never asked.”

“Well, how am I supposed to know how much to charge you,” asked Mary, laughing.

Todd replied, “You could charge me every dime that I own, and I’d be willing to pay it to be able to enjoy you the way I just did. So what’s the favor you need?”

“Simple,” said Mary, “I want you to dominate my mother and turn her into your plaything. She’s the same way I am, or should I say I take after my mom. I knew that I had a high sex drive from a very young age, and I could never understand what was so terrible about it, despite the church’s teachings.

“Mom’s the same way. She grew up in the same church that I did. A church dominated by nasty old men who would have the women in the church believe that they are responsible for all the trouble in the world. Women are supposed to stay at home, barefoot and pregnant.

“According to them, the only reason to have sex is to procreate. My dad also grew up in the church. His father was the pastor. He never took over for his dad because he was too much an ass to have that kind of power. So if you suspect that I don’t have much use for my dad, you are correct.

“My mom and dad married young. I was born when my mom was 17 years old. So things weren’t too bad when they were first married. But, for all his faults, my dad truly loved my mom, and they couldn’t keep their hands off each other.

“There wasn’t anything wrong with that, as they had planned to have a lot of kids. Mom got pregnant with me but, unfortunately, had a difficult pregnancy. They almost lost my mom and me a couple of times. When all was said and done, my mother was unable to have any more children.

“This threw a real monkey wrench into their lives. According to the church, since mom could not conceive, mom and dad weren’t supposed to touch each other. That didn’t work. The three of us would pray together before bed every night. A consistent theme from my father, who did the praying, was to ask God to give him the strength to resist temptation.

“It was obvious because of the small, old, frame house we lived in, mom and dad didn’t do very well at resisting temptation. It was loud and vigorous. In the morning, we would pray together again, with the theme of asking for forgiveness for our weaknesses.

“Over time, I realized there was a pattern. First, mom would resist until dad ordered her to submit. He might have used force occasionally, but I’m not sure. What I am sure of is once she gave in, she’d go crazy. It wasn’t rape, she was being taken, and she loved it. The problem, as I’ve come to understand, is the wrong man was taking her.

“Living with my dad was hell. Although he never said it, it was clear he blamed me for mom being unable to conceive, making him choose between what the church had taught him and what his body, and my mom’s body, was telling him.

“It got worse once I turned 18. My mom and I could be sisters. It’s as if he never took his eyes off me. By that time, he and mom had been fighting nonstop for years. His demands in the bedroom had become more extreme, which caused them more guilt and led to more and longer sessions on their knees in the kitchen praying for forgiveness.

“I think if dad had been a decent man, she’d have given herself to him completely, but she couldn’t. Dad could not be trusted with that kind of control. Especially since after taking her, he would blame Mom for tempting him, calling her a Jezebel.

“Eventually, mom had enough. She moved us out of that house, divorcing him. She’s a part-time librarian, so money was tight, but it was the best thing she ever did. Dad still comes around occasionally, hoping to catch my mom in a moment of weakness. But she’s thoroughly over him. We finally got a restraining order, as he would not leave her alone.

“The two of us together have made a fair amount of progress getting over what that church taught us. She’s like me. I know she needs to be with a man, but she has terrible luck picking them, unlike me. She dated a couple of times, and if anything, they were worse than dad. Both were letches that made my skin crawl.”

“Mary finished by saying, “I used to think when seeing you around the cul-de-sac, that how much better my mother would be with you than with my dad. So, the favor I want from you is straightforward. If I can arrange it, would you make her your slave? I think the only way to save her from herself is for you to dominate her.”

“Todd was stunned, thinking for a moment before saying, “I’ve seen her; Jan is her name? You’re right; if Ken Sr. hadn’t told me, I would’ve thought she was your sister. She must agree to submit. Just like you weren’t forced, she can’t be forced.”

Todd said, “Assuming we can get her to agree to let loose, the answer is yes. Having someone like you has always been a dream of mine. Such a woman would be a treasure to be enjoyed but also protected. And I will protect her. The problem is Ellen. I still love her, and I’d like to have her back. However, we’re not going back to the way we were.

“I’ve had mind-blowing sex with you and Christine. Better sex than I have ever had with Ellen. There’s no way I can undo that. I don’t want to do. If Ellen wants to come back, she will have to accept the other women in my life. I doubt she can do that. But, if she is willing to try, I will let her.

“My true dream is she unbends and starts enjoying sex again. Although frankly, I’m doubtful that will ever happen, I had to tell you that as I will tell Jan if it goes that far.

“I keep my promises, Mary, and I just promised that I would take on your mom if she’ll have me. If she doesn’t, she doesn’t. But if she does, I will move heaven and earth to keep her and make her happy. If Ellen wants me back, she’ll have to accept Jan as well.”

Mary looked at Todd with a hint of moisture in her eyes and declared, “What you are saying is you keep your promises. We know that, and that’s why I know you’re the right man to protect and enjoy my mother. I have a plan. Against my mom’s wishes, I have nagged her into agreeing to a spa day with me. I’m going to get her pampered, waxed, pedicured, and fussed over.

“She’s going get her hair done, her nails done, etc. She will learn how to use makeup, and she is going to get a new wardrobe, including shoes that aren’t flats. The boys have a thing for 4-inch pumps and nylons. What do your tastes in footwear and lingerie run to?”

“The boys and I think alike. I’ve always called shoes like that FMPs, or Fuck-Me-Pumps. Nylons, thigh highs, or garters flat turn my crank. Stripper heels and high-heeled sandals do absolutely nothing for me,” said Todd.

“I like women who wear clothing that shows off their beauty but isn’t cheap. So sexy but classy would be the term I use,” said Todd.

I’m meeting mom at 3:00 pm this afternoon until I must get ready for that. Would you like to take me upstairs and use me again?” said Mary lasciviously, “My ass needs some attention.”

They never made it upstairs; within seconds, Mary was bent over the back of the couch while Todd furiously hammered her bubble ass. Their cries of passion were heard next door at Angela’s and on the other side at Alice’s.

Christine was teaching this morning, and Kenny and Tom were at Kenny’s. So they decided to adjourn to Angela’s, where the two coffee-loving moms found themselves bent over the kitchen table, their cries of passion joining Mary’s.

Once Todd filled Mary’s ass with his cum, he quickly spun her around and pushed her to her knees, saying, “Suck me clean and make me cum down your throat. Then, when you kiss Jan hello later today, I want her to taste my cum and your ass on your lips.”

Jan’s apartment.

When there was no answer to her knock, Mary let herself into her mom’s apartment. Hearing sounds of passion from the bedroom, Mary walked back there, fearing her mom had given in to her dad. But, instead, she was relieved to see Jan lying naked and alone on her bed, furiously masturbating herself.

Jan’s head was back, and her eyes were closed while she fingered herself. Mary just stood in the doorway watching while fingering herself while Jan brought herself to orgasm. When Jan regained her senses, she noticed her daughter watching her and where her daughter’s hand was.

Jan screeched and sat up, saying, “Mary, knock before entering; you shouldn’t have seen that. It’s embarrassing.”

“It was also beautiful. You are beautiful mom, and it’s natural for you the pleasure yourself. I enjoyed the show,” said Mary laughing and licking her fingers clean.

“Oh my god, baby girl, that’s dirty,” said Jan.

“That’s why it’s so much fun,” said Mary, smiling at her mom. “When I walked in, I was afraid the sperm donor had worn you down, and you’d let him take you to bed.”

“He’s been trying, and stop calling him that,” said Jan. “He was over here again yesterday.”

“I heard,” said Mary. “From a neighbor, instead of you, which demands an explanation. I understand he got hauled away in handcuffs.”

“That nice female officer, Tompkins handled it, Mary. Your dad tried to pull his macho bullshit on her, which backfired. Officer Tompkins said we probably won’t see him for months unless we go visit him in the county jail; he’s violated the restraining order too many times,” said Jan.

Mary said, “Good, he’s got it coming, but sooner or later, he will get out, and he won’t change. By then, I hope to see with the right man. A man who will treat you the way you deserve and protect you from the men in that damn church, who still think both of us are church property. Things are going to change, mom. I’m going to get you out of this apartment and someplace safe.”

“And I’m just supposed to go along with being pimped out to some random guy?” exclaimed Jan.

“He’s not random,” Said Mary, “He’s a close friend, a wonderful man, and a friend of my master.”

“Master,” asked Jan in shock.

“Master,” said Mary. “Mom, you and I are submissive. You know that. You’ve always known that. It’s why the sperm donor had so much control over you. Both of us need to be with dominant men. Dominant men that care for us, protect us, and give us the freedom to give up control. Men that understand the responsibility that comes with being with a submissive woman.”

“I’ve found such a man, and for the first time in my life, I’m happy. My sexual needs are met. I feel no shame or guilt. On the contrary, I am deliriously happy and safe, and I am determined to see you as safe and happy.”

“Who is he, your master? It isn’t George, is it?” asked Jan.

“You’ll meet him when the time is right, and no, it isn’t George. George isn’t dominant enough and accepts that. So we’re staying together for Billy, and my master shares me with George, but George isn’t my master.” said Mary.

“Shares you,” screeched Jan. “Shares you. That’s outrageous. What kind of slut are you? ”

“I’m a good slut. A slut that loves pleasing any man my master shares me with. A slut that loves having two men in bed with me, satisfying my every need,” said Mary, going chest to chest with her mother, saying, “Apparently my mom’s the same,” looking down at the rivulets of pussy juice running down the inside of Jan’s thighs.

Jan yelped and covered her crotch with her hands, suddenly remembering she was naked.

“Get dressed and pack your bags for an extended stay at my place. First thing in the morning, we’re getting you a makeover before you meet your prospective master. George and Mark are both visiting friends, so we’ll have the house to ourselves tonight,” said Mary.

Mary’s house, next morning.

Mary and Jan finished breakfast and were on the road to Jan’s spa day by 8:00 am. Jan had laid awake most of the night, considering all that Mary had said. There was no denying that Mary seemed very happy, as well as more self-assured and confident than Jan remembered.

She admitted that most of the things Mary had said about Jan’s sexuality were true. Jan always reacted strongly to being forced by her husband. She did not like or trust the man but could not help but get weak in the knees and aroused when he dominated her. She also knew that without a stronger man in her life, she’d never be free of her daughter’s sperm donor, as Mary called him.

The first stop was a salon. Both Jan and Mary had a manicure, pedicure, and waxing. It was the first time for Jan, and she found the experience strangely erotic, knowing she was being prepared for a man she’d never met.

The waxing was very strange to her. Jan had never paid any attention to her pubic hair and was a little shocked when the stylist matter-of-factly began trimming her rampant bush before giving Jan what the stylist called a Brazilian Wax.

When done, all she had was a patch of blond hair above the opening of her vagina, what the stylist called a landing patch. The very words “Landing Patch” and what would be landing on her patch made Jan’s pussy tingle.

The next stop was a makeup station where Jan learned how to apply makeup. Something she’d never done. Jan learned how to use light makeup that brought out her eyes, accentuated her cheekbones, and made her look years younger. Jan freely admitted that she loved the new look.

The next stop was a shoe store. Jan was getting nervous by this point, telling Mary she could not afford all this. Mary pointedly told Jan not to worry. She and George had it covered. Mary was a copy editor who worked from home, and George was a good architect, even when he was drinking. Both made good money.

Jan left the shoe store with several pairs of high heels, what Mary called pumps. Most with 4-inch heels, but a couple of 5-inch heels. Mary made Jan promise to practice walking in the 5-inch heels before wearing them out.

The next stop was a lingerie shop. Mary helped Jan pick out several sets of nylons and garters, several thigh highs, and a variety of sexy bras and panties. Mary insisted that all the bras have clasps between the breasts to give her new master “easy access” to the goods.

Then Jan picked out a selection of nighties. By this time, Jan was soaking wet again, knowing what the purpose of these was. They hid nothing and displayed everything. As Mary said, “You put these on only so he can take them off.” Jan’s feelings confused her. She knew she was beginning to look forward to meeting this mystery man and that both disturbed and aroused Jan.

The final stop was for dresses and jewelry. Jan picked out a ubiquitous little black dress, as well as a couple of cocktail dresses and everyday sundresses. Mary told Jan she had plenty of dresses Jan could borrow as she built up her wardrobe as Mary and Jan were the same sizes.

Jan and Mary were back at Mary’s by mid-afternoon. Mary told Jan George and Billy would be joining Jan’s prospective master for dinner at Mary’s, thinking Jan would be more comfortable with family around on the first date.

Mary and Jan spent the next couple of hours picking out Jan’s outfit and preparing dinner for 5. Mary also sat Jan down and explained who Todd was and what his story was. Jan was left even more confused yet eager.

Mary described a man who loved his wife so much that he would not force her into sex yet was loyal to the point he did without sex because he was loyal. A man that cared for the woman he loved, never abusing her or blaming his wife for his weakness.

Preparations were done when George and Billy came home at about 4:30 pm. Mary and Jan were in the kitchen. Billy walked up to his mom, and with no hesitation, grabbed her in a big hug, kissing her passionately on the mouth while putting his hands under her dress and grabbing her ass cheeks, kneading, and tugging on them.

Mary gasped and threw her head back, letting Billy put his face between her breasts and nuzzle her, saying, “If Todd weren’t on the way over, I’d have you out of this dress and on your back with your legs over my shoulders this instant. I missed sleeping with you last night,” said Billy.

Jan screeched, “No, you can’t be serious; Billy is your master? That’s immoral. Didn’t the church teach you anything?”

Billy just looked at his grandmother, spun his mother around, and bent her over the kitchen counter. He lifted Mary’s dress over her hips’ revealing Mary was not wearing panties. Billy began working at the zipper of his jeans in preparation for pulling his cock out of his pants so he could sink it balls deep in his mother.

Jan was horrified and aroused. What she was watching could not be happening, but it was apparent her daughter could not wait to be penetrated by her son.

George slapped the counter loudly, causing Jan to jump and switch her attention to George, who said, “My wife is happy. Deliriously happy. She’s finally found a man to fill the hole in her life. I always wanted to be that man, but I couldn’t. I’m not dominant enough.”

“This house is filled with joy for the first time in a very long time. I’m Bi. I still love Mary, and I’ve had more and better sex with her the last week than we ever had before. I no longer feel inadequate because I’m not strong enough to control her, to satisfy her need for domination.

“Billy owns her. Not only that, but there’s also something called the Boys Club that Billy, Mark, Tommy, and Kenny started. All the moms are members of the club. All the moms are submissive. All the moms have submitted to their sons, who share them with all the other club members.

“The boys have made me an honorary club member, and I’ve been steadily fucking my way through all four moms. Billy and I spent last night with Christine and Kenny in one bed. Christine is walking bowlegged this morning and proud of it.”

“There’s more joy and laughter in this court than we’ve seen since Kenny’s dad passed. All the moms are happy, fulfilled, and protected. They are getting the male attention they need in a safe and loving environment.

“Can you say you are happy or safe, Jan, can you?”

Jan was stunned. She was lost for words. She’d never seen George this forceful. But, while she did not say so, George was right. Jan was not happy, nor did she feel safe. She looked over at her daughter and grandson. Billy was furiously hammering his mother from behind while Mary encouraged him loudly.

It was the most erotic thing Jan had ever seen, and when Mary and Billy reached a mutual climax, Jan could not keep her fingers from drifting to her crotch. George slapped her hand away, saying, “Stay horny slut; only your new master can let you pleasure yourself.”

Mary was straightening her clothing while Billy was putting his dripping cock back in his jeans. Billy smiled at Jan and said, “You want what mom has, don’t you, granny?” Billy had referred to Jan as granny from the time he could talk.

Jan could not stop her whispered reply, “Yes, I do. More than anything.”

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

“Go answer the door, mom,” said Mary.

In a daze, Jan walked to the door and opened it. She saw an older man with an open, friendly face and a full growth of silver hair. He was thick in the middle but exuded a sense of calm. He had a bright smile on his face, holding out his hand to shake hers and saying, “I’m Todd. You must be Jan. You are stunning! Mary said you were gorgeous. She that’s putting it mildly.”

Jan was stunned. No one had ever told her she was beautiful before. Jan always knew that men in the church lusted after her, but she’d always thought it was her breasts that attracted them. No one had ever told her she was beautiful except her daughter, which one expected.

Todd stood in the doorway with his hand out, finally saying, “Can I come in?”

Shocked into motion, Jan took Todd’s hand and drew him into the house. Instead of shaking her hand, Todd brought it to his lips and kissed it while looking into Jan’s eyes. Jan melted. All the fear and hesitancy evaporated, and Jan knew what she wanted. Jan wanted to be happy, satisfied, and to be safe. Instinctively she knew this man would give her all that. As far as Jan was concerned, love, at first sight, was real.

Jan looked towards the audience in the kitchen, then back a Todd. She straightened her shoulders, took a deep breath, and said, “I’m staying in the guest bedroom. End of the hall, last door. Will you please take me there?”

It was Todd’s turn to be stunned. “Are you sure,” asked Todd. “You don’t know anything about me.”

“My daughter has told me everything I need to know. I know you’re married, that your wife hasn’t let you touch her in twenty years. I know you’ve been loyal to her but recently reached a breaking point. Mary told me you’d had her and her friend Christine, and neither had any complaints,” said Jan.

“She’s also told me about Billy and the other boys. She’s also happier than I’ve ever seen her, and she’s safe, which is all a mother could ask for her child. I want to be happy and safe as well. I just watched my grandson bend his mother over the kitchen counter and fuck her. It made me so wet I’m dripping into my high heels. Will you please bed me, or do I need to ask my grandson to do it?” pleaded Jan.

With a smile, Todd said, “You will be servicing your grandson, but not until I’ve used you thoroughly. You belong to me now,” as he led Jan down the hall to her bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, Todd moved to close the door. “No,” said Jan, “leave it open.”

Todd just smiled, his heart about to burst, and said, “I will never hurt you. I will never betray you. I will always put your needs before my own. If you wish to be my slave, strip!”

In an instant, Jan had shed her cocktail dress and was standing proudly in front of her new master in heels, nylons, bra, and panties. “Keep going,” said Todd.

Jan unclipped her bra between her breasts and then reached down and pulled strings on her hips, untying and dropping her panties to the floor.

Todd just stood and drank in her beauty. “Turn around,” ordered Todd. Jan smiled lasciviously and did a slow spin. “Stop,” Todd ordered, once Jan was facing away from him. “Keep your legs straight, bend over and grab your ankles,” he ordered.

Jan did so. Todd strolled around Jan, lightly running his hands over the cheeks of her ass and down the outside of her thighs. “Stand up, hands at your sides,” he ordered. Jan complied, standing straight, and throwing her chest out, and looking Todd in the eyes, proud of the effect her body was having on him.

Todd took Jan in his arms and kissed her deeply. Jan loved the feel of his arms around her and her tits pressed against him, her nipples hard as stones. I have some questions,” Todd asked.

“Yes, Master,” breathed Jan.

“Who do you belong to?” asked Todd.

“You, Master,” said Jan.

“What will you do for me?” asked Todd.

“Anything,” said Jan.

“Anything?” asked Todd

“Anything,” cried Jan. “I’ll be your slave. I’ll do anything you ask. I’ll do anyone you ask, any time, any place. Just take me and make me happy and safe. Please stop teasing me; I need you inside me.”

“Only a couple more questions, my love. Have you ever sucked a man’s cock and swallowed his seed, asked Todd?

“No,” said Jan.

“Have you ever had a man in your ass,” asked Todd?

“You will be the first man to use my mouth or ass. I look forward to tasting you and feeling you explode in my ass. I’ve dreamt of doing those nasty things my whole life. I trust you and want you to use me those ways,” replied Jan.

Todd smiled and pushed Jan backward onto the bed. “Spread your legs, slut. Pull your knees up beside your ears and keep your legs wide for me. As Jan assumed the position, Todd quickly stripped and kneeled between Jan’s legs.

Todd pulled Jan’s legs over his shoulders and lowered his face to her trimmed cunt. Jan was astonished. She’d expected Todd to slam his cock into her. Instead, Jan felt a man’s face touch her pussy for the first time in her life. She felt Todd’s nose nestle in her landing patch, and his tongue then slip between the folds of her labia. Todd licked one side of her vagina from bottom to top and then the other.

She felt his hot soft tongue delve deeply between her cunt lips, licking and sucking in and around her pussy lips. Then, after teasing her with his tongue for what seemed an eternity, we slowly moved up her cunt and licked her clit. Jan screamed and arched her back, shoving her cunt into Todd’s face.

She’d only been with one man before Todd, and that man never cared about her pleasure. Meaning the sensations coming from her pussy were more than Jan could handle, causing her to orgasm massively, squirting her juices all over her lover’s face.

Jan threw her head back and screamed, “I’ve never felt anything so good. I love you, Todd. I’m your slave forever. Use me, my love, use me!”

As Jan came down from her orgasm, she looked down at Todd and said, “Will you fuck me, please master. Fuck me now! I’m a slave who needs to please her master.”

Todd just smiled as he covered his new slave’s luscious body. Then, without prompting, Jan reached down and took Todd’s rock-hard cock and directed it into her dripping cunt. Her husband had always tried to get Jan to do this for him, but she’d always refused. Not now. Not with Todd. Jan wanted Todd inside her, and she wanted to put him herself as a sign of her surrender.

Todd instantly sank his manhood balls deep in his willing slave, moaning in pleasure. Jan was still coming down from her orgasm, and the feel of Todd’s cock filling her cunt triggered another. Jan’s enthusiastic reaction to his cock drove Todd beyond control.

Todd roared, “God damn, you are tight. You’re also dripping. You are perfect. A perfect dirty little whore. My perfect little dirty whore! What are you, slut! Tell me what you are!”

“I’m a dirty whore that loves to be fucked! I live to please you, my master. I’m a whore, and a slave. Your whore! Your slave!” cried Jan.

Looking over Todd’s shoulder, Jan saw she had an audience. Mary, Billy, and George were standing in the doorway watching. All three were naked, and George and Billy were fingering and mauling Mary.

“We have an audience, my love,” Jan whispered into Todd’s ear. “They’re watching you fuck me, master.”

Todd just growled and kept hammering into Jan’s cunt, quickly erupting and filling her with his cum. Finally, Todd’s orgasm pushed Jan over the edge, causing her to scream and orgasm again.

Todd sat up at the edge of the bed, grabbing Jan by the hair, dragging her onto the floor, positioning her between his legs. Then, pushing her head into his crotch, Todd ordered Jan to, “Swallow me. Suck me off. Catch all my cum in your mouth, but don’t swallow until I tell you to.”

For the first time in her life, Jan found herself kneeling between a man’s legs. Todd’s cock was still hard. Jan was proud of how hard Todd was hard for her. She’d made him hard. Without hesitation, Jan took a man’s cock into her mouth for the first time.

Jan took Todd’s entire cock into her mouth, feeling the head at the back of her throat. She just held it there, fighting her gag reflex. It took her almost two minutes of patient effort, but she was able to control her gag reflex, becoming comfortable with Todd’s length entirely in her mouth.

Jan was entranced by the feel of Todd’s cock. It seemed harder than rock, yet the skin was soft and slick and tasted good to her. It was as if she could feel every muscle in Todd’s body through his cock. Jan realized that she had complete control of Todd with her mouth.

She loved the feeling of power it gave her. She could feel the tremendous pleasure she was giving Todd through her mouth’s contact with his cock, and she loved it. At that moment, she stopped just sucking a thing and began to worship her master’s cock with everything she had.

Todd was amazed at how eager Jan was. He almost laughed when he looked up and saw the look of amazement on Mary’s face. He just sat back and allowed Jan to give him the most incredible blowjob imaginable.