Today was going to be very special indeed.
My girlfriend Jade had agreed to be my sex slave, and my mind was buzzing with ideas to make it 24 hours to remember. We always had fun sexually and the longer we grew together as lovers, the more exciting and adventurous we became.
Jade and I have been together for a couple of years. This is the part when I describe her as blonde with big tits, but let me be honest. Jade is 29 years old, about 5 feet 6 inches in height and has brown hair and green eyes. She has nice b-cup tits and keeps herself in shape doing yoga. One thing that really stands out is her hips. She has big, round hips which means her fit body comes with a really nice, full peachy ass.
I say that’s the one thing that stands out, but she also has a really nice pussy. I know that sounds clumsy, but hopefully you will understand what I mean when I say it almost has a life of its own. When I am inside her, it’s like entering an oven, and when I make it cum with my tongue, it trembles and pulsates and spurts… it’s simply the sexiest thing about her.
I began the day by catching up with my work emails so I could concentrate fully on my girlfriend for the day. I made her brew me some coffee in just a pair of white, lacy panties, and told her to stay that way as she disappeared upstairs to do some stuff in her office.
The sacrifice was worth it. I drove a four hundred mile round trip to a wedding a couple of weekends ago and managed to exchange my mileage for this special arrangement. So many ideas, and only one day to do it…
Once I had made sure I had settled any work issues, I emailed Jade upstairs, telling her to go online and find a 15 minute porn scene. Once she had settled on it, I ordered her to bring it down, connect it through the television, press play, then come over to the sofa and give me as dirty a blowjob as she could manage.
God, Jade was great with her mouth. It’s all about enthusiasm and she loved sucking my cock. I remember the first time she did it and I thought she must have had a lot of experience. In reality, she hadn’t, but she eventually admitted to a short relationship she had with a guy who had such a big cock that she couldn’t fuck him, so she used to take great pleasure in stretching her mouth over his fat dick and making it spurt. They were together for about three months, and she said she had mastered it during this time. Quite a way to learn your trade!
I spent the next ten minutes sitting in my boxers awaiting the arrival of my slave girlfriend. When she eventually swayed into the room, she simply plugged in the laptop to the TV, pressed play, and walked to the sofa, falling to her knees and immediately burying her head between my legs, beginning by licking every inch of my cock and balls.
On the screen was a simple scene, which saw a brown haired girl on her knees, doing her best to master a massive cock with her mouth. The girl had bigger tits and was much more ‘Hollywood’ than my Jade, but it was obvious why she chose it. Still, I thought I’d better ask.
“Well,” she purred in between licks, “I can relate to this little scenario. Or should I say big.”
With that, Jade slipped lower and began to lap at the area between my ass and my balls, while reaching up and wanking my length. She wasn’t rimming me. She always stops just before there, and calls me all sort of dirty names for liking it. As I said, she’s enthusiastic.
While I can’t compete with my onscreen buddy, or her ex boyfriend, I have a nice sized penis… about eight inches and just the right thickness. I have had quite a few girls tell me it’s “beautiful”. I always find that weird, but it’s been said enough for me to repeat it.
My entire rod was wet thanks to Jade’s eager licks and slurps now, as she moved up my shaft and took the tip into her mouth, sucking it until it started to twitch. She had such knowledge of my cock.
In a second, four inches disappeared into her mouth, and out again, repeatedly as she built up a perfect rhythm. Then, she stopped, looking at me and gently stroking my full shaft.
“So, would you like to cum at the same time as the big cock on the TV, honey?”
I nodded.
“It’s such a big, big dick baby. I could handle that, you know. Of course you know. Silly me. He is going to cum on that sluts face. You want to cum on my face, baby.”
She didn’t need an answer, just a groan.
“Stand up baby.”
I did, as Jade kept a grip of my erection, knowing that she had me on the edge, slowly jerking it to keep me where she wanted me.
“I am a good slave. I want you to use me today as you want. My pussy is so wet, baby. Look at that big cock getting sucked. ”
She slowly sank her mouth back over mine. I knew there was only a minute or so left on the porno, but it seems like a lifetime.
She withdrew her mouth and began to pull at my dick.
“You little whore.”
Her words, not mine. She loved calling me that.
“Cum over me you little dirty boy. Cum over your slut.”
She was spitting out the words, staring at my dick, opening her mouth and extending her tongue between her x-rated words.
“Here it is, baby. He’s cumming, so hurry up and give it to me. Give it to me, you dirty fucker.”
The first shot hit her hard on her cheek, followed by a splash that she half caught in her mouth, before a few remaining spurts hit her tongue, her chin and dripped onto her cute little breasts.
In a flash she stuck my cock back in her mouth, which was almost too sensitive for me but she had me in a vice like grip and, in a few seconds, I managed to keep it in there as she sucked all the cum she could, cleaning my dick up as I caught sight of the now empty TV screen.
Wow. If that’s just the start of my day, goodness knows what the rest of it would be like.
Jade smiled, stood up and strutted back out of the door.
“When you need me, I will be upstairs.”
As she disappeared I calmly stated, “don’t touch yourself.”
I heard her footsteps stop. I had an idea she was going to do exactly that, but now she had been told otherwise, she would keep her word to do as I say for the entire day.
And to think… it was only 11.30am.
I grabbed a bite to eat then headed to the shower.
As I enjoyed the hot water covering my body, I let my mind run a little wild, creating scenarios and possibilities for the rest of the day.
I could hear that Jade had moved back downstairs and was probably making herself an early lunch, so I stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and headed into the bedroom, all the while pondering my next move.
We were no strangers to having fun together and we were both very creative, but today was different as I was in charge, and Jade was obviously getting off on being controlled, as she does from time to time in the bedroom, especially if she has had a drink or three.
Okay, I know what I want to do next…
I opened her cupboard, rummaging through her drawers to find underwear for her to wear for the next stage of my project, but then I realised that I knew exactly what bra and panties I wanted her to wear… none at all.
In fact, I decided on no clothes at all, instead laying out for her a pair of normal black heels, quite professional, and her knee length, fashionable business coat.
I waited until Jade returned to her upstairs office, singing to herself as she went, then I headed downstairs and emailed her.
“Jade, your ‘clothes’ are on the bed. Put them on, and meet me in the car in ten minutes.”
Within thirty seconds she emailed back.
“On the bed? Did you forget something? Is it the dress on the floor?”
“No. What’s on the bed, and ONLY what’s on the bed. Eight minutes now.”
I had dressed Jade before. I have some marvellous horny memories of nights out over the last couple of years, at home and on holiday, when I had played the role of fashion consultant. The skirts were often short and sometimes the underwear was left at home, but I had never dressed her in just heels and a knee- length coat.
As she closed the front door behind her and walked almost normally towards the passenger seat of the car, she shot me a nervous smile, trying her best not to act differently than usual. Truth is, as long as she didn’t fall over or undo the belt and buttons of her coat, nobody would really know the difference. It was mid-April, with the day bright but breezy, and the temperature around 14 degrees, so a shorter skirt with this type of coat was about right for an attractive, curvy, young professional.
The coat pulled in at the waist with a belt, and the buttons went from a good four inches above her breasts, so even if she was wearing a blouse, it was extremely possible that the coat would cover it anyway.
That, of course, was not why I chose it. Follow the buttons down and you’ll notice the last one is just an inch lower her cute little pussy, with the material below naturally closing but not fastened.
That’s why she walked to the car with her hands buried deep in the waist height pockets, as she could hold it in place. However, if she was to take a big stride, her entire leg at the very least would be exposed.
This was confirmed when she had to open the car door and lower herself onto her seat. The entire coat split and no matter how hard she tried, I could see everything for about three seconds as she tried to fix herself. My cock was twitching in my jeans. I love being able to command Jade, and it turned me on even more than I could easily bring out her slutty side.
My original plan was to drive about fifteen miles out of the area we live in. I had no desire to see my girlfriend exposed to a nosy neighbour by accident, but as we past our local coffee shop I instinctively pulled over, directly outside the front door. I gave Jade my order.
She stared at me with a look that was half scolding but half smiling. She was way too proud not to fulfil her 24 hours, but she hated the girls who worked in the coffee shop. I knew them for years before Jade, and they still loved to flirt, even when we both went in together.
Jade placed her hand on the car handle, but stopped when she noticed a couple exiting with their coffees. They offered a warm glance, not knowing that just a few seconds later and they would have been enjoying much more than a friendly smile.
The coast was clear, and she quickly stepped out of the car, her coat opening for a second or so as she straightened into a standing position, with nobody in the right position to enjoy the view. From behind the coat was one solid piece of material with no slits, so her ass was safely covered.
Watching her through the window of the coffee shop, she stood up straight and ordered our drinks, with nobody looking at her strangely. Only Jade and I knew what was, or wasn’t, below the coat.
As she was waiting at the counter, three builder type men entered the store, obviously on their lunch break from their day working on a house or the roads or something.
Once behind Jade, just a foot from her free, well trimmed wetness, they did what any three men would do when behind a girl showing leg, with all three of them taking their turns to look her up and down from behind. I am sure they didn’t think anything of her outfit. Maybe they noticed she had no visible panty line, but there was no way they would have worked out the naked truth! Not yet, anyway…
Jade would have to carry both drinks to the car, meaning her hands could not stay in her pockets. I was struggling to sit still in the driver seat, as the sexy little Polish waitress set the two take-away cups on the counter.
Instead of lifting them, Jade said something to the girl, who then reached below the counter, resurfacing with a cup holder, placing them both into the slots… smart. She plunged her change into her right pocket, keep her hand inside, while collecting the holder with her left.
She turned and breezed past the strangers, so close to them that they couldn’t have possibly noticed the sizeable part of her left leg that peaked out from below the material. She smiled as she returned to the car.
Yet again, as she sat down her cover fell open, only this time she slowly fixed it, her face flush with what seemed like a mixture of excitement and panic. She was breathing faster than usual.
“Oh God,” she simply muttered purposefully.
“…looks like somebody is a little bit flustered. Enjoy?”
“Yes,” she spat out immediately. “That was very hot. It made me light headed. And wet.”
We smiled and drove off, heading towards the leafy destination that I had inputted into the navigation system.
Jade was finding it hard to sit still in her seat, still taken aback by how much she got off on nearly exposing herself.
I ordered her to lower the seat back, and to undo her coat. She didn’t hesitate.
“Would you like to touch yourself?”
“Yes. Yes.”
I glanced towards her, catching her wanton, cock-hungry gaze.
I gave her my blessing, but warned her that she must stop just before she felt she was going to cum. Once there, she must sit up and redo her coat.
Jade wasn’t the type of girl who would orgasm from a stiff breeze. In fact, she said I was almost the only person how could regularly bring her off with my tongue.
Almost, was the operative word. When she dated the guy with the massive, fat dick I told you about in chapter one, she used to suck it off whilst on top, as he lapped at her clit, driving her on in her challenge to master his monster.
She told me that this made her feel dirtier than ever before, trying to satisfy his huge cock while, at the same time, pushing her open slit back into his face. He would stop licking only to call her names and goad her on. She said this experience, even for just a few months, really helped her to get in touch with her true sexual kinks, and to lose her inhibitions. I suppose I should thank him, if I ever meet him!
Now, she was spread naked in my car, spread as open as she could manage from her position, with both hands rubbing, frigging and fiddling between her legs. She didn’t seem to give a single thought about the traffic that may be beside us, or the people that may look into the car when I pull up at a stop sign.
Now, this is the point I make up a cliché about some trucker pulling up alongside, with us eventually pulling into a truck stop and Jade taking his cock straight up her ass. Sorry, no dice!
Truth is, the roads were all single lane and our drive headed quickly onto country roads, so for the ten minutes or so she was abusing her wonderful pussy, nobody could have caught a lucky glimpse… apart from me, that is!
Every time I got onto a straight road, I would divert my eyes towards her sprawled body, but Jade was oblivious to anything and everything.
Eventually, her hand fell still as her body climbed down from its early shakes and relaxed. What an obedient little slave she was.
Jade let out a frustrated half-growl, snapped her seat back up and made herself respectable once again.
“My cunt is so swollen, baby. Fuck.”
Jade loved the word ‘cunt’. It shocked me when she first used it but she said it was like saying dick or cock. It was plain, basic and almost primal. I agree.
I told her to sit quietly and think about her day so far, knowing that this would keep her dirty mind in overdrive, and before long we pulled up at our destination, where my plan would properly come into effect… if she didn’t drop out on me when she heard the ‘order’.
We both knew the place well. It was a car park around a mile into a country park reserve in one of the sleepiest areas within a hundred miles of our village. We would often picnic here or go for long walks. We had even fucked in the trees on a few occasions after being affected by the heat of the day.
We sat, in silence, for ten more minutes, as Jade tried her best not to break her order, but eventually she couldn’t resist it.
“Well? What now?”
I told her to be patient, and asked her would she like to rub her cunt again. A smile spread across her face again, but faded slightly when I told her she wasn’t to cum.
As she returned to her whorish ways, I continued to watch the beaten path at the other side of the deserted car park, which started here and stretched upwards about 400 yards before disappearing over the brink of the hill and down into the forest.
An older couple appeared, returning from a walk and heading towards the road that leads to the nearest village. I was parked at the part of the car park that would only be used by those parking their cars, and not by anyone just walking through.
Five minutes later, a male jogger began the ascent, oblivious to the young lady to my left, mercilessly pummelling herself with both hands. Before long he was out of sight. Anyway, he didn’t fit the bill.
Jade once again was forced to stop her self-abuse, sitting up and, this time, taking a tissue out of the side of the car door, wiping her hands dry from her juices.
“…So, what is going to… .”
I turned and ordered her to be quiet, and so began another fifteen minutes of nothing. Time was moving by and just as I was thinking of shelving the plan, a man appeared at the entrance and slowly began to walk up the path that lead to the top of the hill.
He was small of frame, average height, about forty, and pretty harmless looking. He was not unattractive, but not a beefcake or a health freak. He would do perfectly. It was time to reveal my sordid little project. I just hoped Jade was horny enough now to follow it through. I reached into the glove compartment and pulled out our small but powerful camera, handing it to her. She looked at me, understandably puzzled.
“Follow that gentleman up the hill. When he reaches the park bench just before the top of the hill, make sure you are right behind him. Stop him, and ask him would he mind taking a photo or two of you. Once he has taken a couple of you standing up, ask him would he take some more of you with fewer clothes on. It’s up to you how far you go, if any further at all.”
Jades eyes were as wide as saucers, but her devilish smile hadn’t disappeared. She was speechless, so I continued.
“If anyone else comes along you can cover up easily if you want, although if you work quickly you will be alright. He is only the third sign of human life in 45 minutes. Phone me now, and carry the phone in your pocket. Any problems just shout and I will be there before you know it.”
She just about managed to splutter out a response. “What if, you know, I don’t know. He might say no!”
“Believe me, he will not say no, and you better hurry up otherwise your next challenge will not be as easy.”
For the next five seconds she just looked at me, then sharply opened the car door and began to walk towards the path. Thankfully, the man was strolling slowly, and a fast walk would see Jade close enough before he got to the bench, just before the descent out of sight.
As Jade hustled up the hill, she fumbled with a phone in one hand and a camera in the other. I answered her call at the same time as I locked the car and headed towards the large hedges at the bottom of the path.
A couple of minutes later and Jade was jogging slightly, hands in pockets, as her voice attracted the attention of our stranger.
I could not make out what was being said through the muffles, as anyone who has ever received an accidental message from someone who has sat on their phone will know. And I couldn’t see what was happening properly, but it wasn’t so far away that I couldn’t make out a slightly blurred image.
She handed him something, obviously the camera, and before long she was standing by the bench, and the man was obviously taking a picture. He then moved towards her with, assumingly returning the camera. Jade did not reach out. Twenty seconds he later, he seemed to take a few steps back. If it was possible, my eight inches seemed to stretch a little longer in my jeans than usual.
Jade was now standing by the bench, and he was presumably snapping away, moving from her left to her right, and even crouching down and shooting up the way.
The phone at my ear was more of a rustle, but I heard Jade giggle for sure, and within a minute or two, I was sure her coat was no longer over her shoulders as she sat down.
For the next three or four minutes she seemed to be moving around from what I could make out, and I could hear only a few noises… the odd laugh or a muffled human voice that was impossible to make out, other than when it was Jade or this unfamiliar new friend. My eyes were seeing flashes of her white skin, or her black coat, which I was sure she was adjusting time and time again.
Eventually, both bodies seemed to almost blend into one as he took a picture from what must have been inches away. It was my turn to feel my heart beat faster.
Just after this, Jade stood up and seemed to be doing up her jacket. Then, the phone lined cleared and her voice came into focus.
“…sure, let me just check if my work has called, but I should some more time.”
She held her phone up to her ear, pretending to check, as I listened on confused.
“Yeah, everything is fine. Let’s do it, although I don’t have long.”
The phone once again turned to rustles. Clever girl. She wanted to tell me everything was okay. Why?
I got my answer seconds later, as they both walked away from the bench, up the last twenty yards of the hill, and disappeared.
Wow. I had no idea what to do. For a few minutes, I stared at the empty scene, my only connection to Jade being the same unintelligible fuzz coming from the phone.
I decided to return to the car, with my phone automatically diverting to Bluetooth and through the speakers. Again I heard the odd laugh, and some male and female words being uttered, my thoughts interrupted only by the reappearance of the young jogger, who purposefully bounced through the gate and out of the park. What did he see? I couldn’t take much more of this. Then, the phone went dead.
My mind raced, but thirty seconds later Jade appeared alone over the brink of the hill, and was jogging briskly back towards the car park. I had decided to give it a few seconds in case she had knocked the phone off by accident, but she had obviously done it on purpose, the devious little…
I should probably make it clear, to anyone who didn’t read part one of this story, that I am not some small dick cuckold looking to flog his girlfriend out to anyone that wants her, but both Jade and I are as kinky and adventurous as we are in love. This gives us total trust to explore our fantasies, and to blur the lines from time to time!
She fell into the car, catching her breath and handing me the camera with an enthusiastic, pleased look on her face. Rather than fix her coat, she instead seemed to be brushing it down a little with her hands.
I wanted to know everything but instead, I surprised myself by barking, “Don’t talk. Touch yourself again without Cumming.”
I hardly got the words out before her hand disappeared, her other reaching for her tits, as she devoured herself.
I started the car and before I even managed 500 yards, she had forced herself to stop. I had never known Jade to get herself to the brink so quickly. She remained in the position, lazily playing with her hard nipples, desperate, I could tell, to go all the way.
“When you calm down a bit, bring yourself back to the edge again, then stop, then start again.”
Over the next ten miles Jade must have stopped and started five or six times, marking each strained, compulsory retreat with guttural, wound up groans. I told her to straighten up and, not long after, we were pulling back into our driveway, and into our house.
I took her by the hand, lead her up the stairs and into her office, plugging the camera into her computer and downloading the pictures. The magic number was 26.
I stood up and removed her coat. She groaned, expecting to finally be relieved, but instead I just kissed her for a few minutes, teasing her body with my hands, brushing against her pussy once or twice at best. I instructed her onto her hands and knees and told her to crawl below the computer desk, while at the same time removing my own clothes and sitting down.
I opened the first picture, which was simply her standing innocently by the bench in her coat.
“Tell me everything, and in between talking, keep my cock happy.”
Her lips enveloped my head, and we both moaned deeply. She pulled back.
“He was surprised that I asked but very friendly and mild mannered. He took that picture quickly, and then I asked him would he mind taking a few more of me. He said yes, but then I added that I would like to maybe wear a bit less clothing.
“I am not sure he even said anything but just nodded willingly in shock as I undone the top button of my coat. Then another, then another. That’s the next six pictures.”
I flicked through them as Jade returned to her favourite pastime.
With each picture, her coat fell open, but even with the first four buttons undone, you could tell she was topless, but couldn’t really see her pert little tits. Then came the last button and her exposed, well trimmed pussy was revealed to the stranger. I flicked again, only this time she had pulled the coat back and the entire front of her body was captured in the photograph. She looked beyond sexy, her body revealed proudly and her perverted gaze at the camera speaking more than a thousand words. What next, I asked.
“Baby, I was so wet. When I pulled that coat back and showed him everything, I thought I was going to actually cum. He tried to say the odd kind word. He was a real gentleman. I told him to relax. He was more nervous than me.”
Lucky our camera had shock resistance, I thought! Next..
“Then I sat on the bench and lowered the top half of the coat. I didn’t even think about what would happen if other people walked by. The next lot of pictures he took of me in different positions baby. The last one is a little more close-up than the others, so stop there”
Within seconds I felt her tongue lapping on my balls and shaft, as she did so well this morning.
I flicked to the picture of her sitting with her coat pulled down. That was the one I guessed from the bottom of the hill, but little did I know that he’d already seen everything by now.
Next she was in the same position, but had flung open the entire coat. She was sitting on it, flinging the left side over the arm of the bench, blocking my already hazy view, which is why I couldn’t make out from so far away that she had once again revealed everything.
Then, she was in the same position but with her legs opened wide, and her swollen clit popping out, right there in the park. Fucking hell. This was like some sort of dream as I hit the forward button once more.
She was turned with her back to the camera, kneeled against the back of the bench with the replaced coat pulled to one side, unveiling her round, curvy ass to the camera lens. Then she was standing facing camera, with one leg on the bench, with her coat again open, and her fingers poised just above her clit. Fucking hell, she was nearly masturbating in front of him!
I am glad Jade was slowly, purposefully, teasing my dick, otherwise I would have already spunked my load all over her.
“…having fun baby?”
Jade was nothing if not a mischievous little cock-tease.
I continued to flick, as she moved around the bench, up and down, showing him various parts of her body. He was obviously feeling more confident, doing some zoomed shots, one of which was just from the belly button up, and Jade had both her hands on her tits, looking down the camera as if it was a big hard dick waiting for her to gulp down.
I clicked again and drew breath, as my eyes focused on a simple, close up shot of my spread-eagled girlfriend, her hand split down either side of her cunt. You could only see about four inches of her legs either side, and about six inches above her little mound of pubic hair. This was what made my heart race from the bottom of the hill.
“That’s close.” I said quietly, knowing that she would get my drift.”
“Well, baby, he didn’t know how to use the camera so I told him to just move himself, rather than waste time working it out. I had to reassure him as he eased closer baby. He had to rest his elbows just above my knees for that one, but I hope it was worth it.”
Next…
“I was so fucking horny baby, and he asked me would I like to change locations for a bit. I wanted you to know everything was okay, so I pretended to check my messages. He was harmless, so I thought you might like the surprise.
“There are only about eight more pictures. It was a bit more private and we took our time.”
She sank her head straight down onto my cock, as it fired straight to the back of her throat. She slowly and deliberately, inch by inch, pulled off before moving back down my shaft and up again. She knew this would stop me bursting, but also keep me right on the edge. I pressed the forward button.
Where was this? It looked like a wooden fence. The ground was dirt and leaves. Then I noticed a drainpipe running down the edge of shot, and realised it was behind that weird old hut that stood just 50 yards over the hill to the right, backing into a small clump of trees. They must have been around the back, shielded from any people passing by, including the jogger. I looked like it was used many years ago by a groundskeeper or something.
In the middle of the shot was Jade, her coat on the ground, her back to the camera and her hands above her head. Her palms were spread out on the wood, and her legs were behind her, parted half way with her ass pointed outwards, exactly like she had been arrested. Snap.
Next, in the same pose she had lowered one hand back onto her ass, and was tugging at her cheek, half revealing her tight little asshole. Snap.
On her knees, facing the camera, the shot was from down low and very close up. Quite arty, actually, but far beyond the limit I thought she would stretch to. Amazing. Snap.
On her knees, her coat below her, but with the rest of her body bolt upright. She was pushing her pelvis outwards and her legs were half parted. Her tits pointed slightly skywards, her torso tilted slightly backwards as she offered this sordid, image up to the unknown photographer around the back of an old dirty shed. Snap.
“I love your cock baby. Do you like my little private photo shoot.”
I replied with a low grunt as she continued to slowly deep throat my dick.
Standing up, ass pushed back against the cold wood, both hands on the very top inside of her thighs. She was starting down the camera with a half, whorish smile. Snap.
Holy… back onto her coat, with her ass on the ground and her back against the wall… her legs spread wide open with her knees in the air and her feet in the ground. Her feet were just about in the front of the shot, her desperate cunt open and begging to be pleased. Snap.
The same position… only this time her right hand had moved from her side and was pulling her soaking lips apart. Given the setting, she looked half like a glamour model and partly like some trailer park fuck-slut. Within minutes she had gone from a quick flash to a full-on, x-rated porn picture. SNAP
With my head in the clouds, I moved onto the last picture… another close up. Between her legs you could make out a small patch of the woodland below her, but it could have been taken anywhere. She was obviously on all fours, and her pussy and ass took up almost the entire shot. He must have been about the length of my cock away. SNAP.
I gazed open mouthed, then Jade spoke as she wanked my shaft.
“You must be on the last one. I had to beg him to take it, and he made me promise him something in return. I will get to that in a moment, my master. I was enjoying teasing him so much by the end. He did take about a minute to press the capture button once he was behind me though.” She giggled.
Next…
“I put my coat on and took the camera from his hand. He was opened mouth. I don’t think even in forty odd years he had been so shocked. When I took the camera, he actually said thank you! Then he reminded me that I had agreed to do something for him in return for taking that last picture.”
What a fucking tease. I knew she was trying to make me jump to conclusions. Go on…
With that, she slipped from below me, reaching out awkwardly and stuffing her hand into the pocket of her coat, pulling out a business card, before passing it up to me and rewrapping her fingers around my dick.
“He wants a couple of pictures as a memento. When I was on all floors with my ass and pussy pushed up towards him, I promised I would send him some if he got right up close to me. God love him. I glanced once or twice – well, loads of times – at his dick and he was hard after I had undone three buttons. I gave him a peck on the cheek and was half tempted to reach down and give him a squeeze but that would only confuse him after I told him the pictures were for my boyfriend.”
She then explained that she had told him I was waiting in the car park as they were walking to the new location, as she wanted to be sure he understood the score.
“So, are you going to send him some? If you do take my face out of them. He has the images in his head anyway, but he did do a good job, didn’t he, you little slut?”
“Well, he had the perfect cock lover to guide him. I suppose he deserves payment.”
We both chuckled, as she began lapping at my balls and jerking me slowly.
I picked out the very final picture and quickly cropped the one of her with her buttons undone fully for the first time, to remind him of his cock getting hard. No amount of wanking could give him one percent of the joy of fucking and satisfying Jade, which I would take care of personally, a little later.
I used an old student email address that didn’t have my name on it, and sent our hard-up stranger his reward.
“Done,” I said, and without even having to order Jade, she returned to my dick, and sucked it fast and hard.
Now it was my turn to embarrass myself, so to speak. Roughly 20 seconds later I was shooting shot after shot into her mouth, as she moaned and swallowed gulp after gulp. She moved back barely off my length, wanking every last bit into her mouth, and began talking.
“Is that all you can manage you little slut? You too turned on at your whore girlfriend? Are you going to wank over those pictures just like the man? Was I too willing? Was I too eager to show him my cunt? Let your slave clean your cum of your dick while you get yourself together.”
As she licked enthusiastically, as I glanced at the clock to see it was now creeping towards the end of the afternoon. I was exhausted, yet very pleased with my ‘slave for the day’.
I grabbed her onto her feet, moved her into the bedroom and, somewhat cruelly, licked her pussy right up until the point of no return… then stopped before she could release all that built up tension.
“You bastard!” she screamed jokingly.
“Just wait. It will be all the better when I let you. Let’s nap for an hour. We have a big night ahead. Hands up.”
She looked confused, but did as I demanded. I got up from the bed, reached into the drawer and pulled out two sets of handcuffs, proceeding to fix both of her arms to the iron bars of our bed,
“I know you won’t be able to resist bringing yourself off, so just in case…”
She smiled, her face flushed with complete, carnal desire.
“Bastard.”
It was around 6.30pm when I lazily roused from as relaxed a sleep as a person can possibly have.
Jade lay beside me, naked, unconscious and helpless, her arms still cuffed to the metal frame of our bed.
I lifted her phone from the bedside table and took a few pictures to mark the occasion, not that I really needed any more after this afternoon’s events, but it would be a rude surprise for her the next time she flicked through her phone!
Rather than wake her, I set about planning the final part of Jade’s day as my slave.
I texted Paul.
“Jade and I are in town later, shopping. Shall we call around with a bottle?”
“Yeah. We’ve no plans. Just sitting around.”
I met Paul way back, when a girl I was dating was good friends with his then girlfriend, now wife, Adele. Unlike most circumstantial acquaintances, we genuinely became best of friends.
And like most men, I had enjoyed many a rude thought about his other half. She was a good looking girl, with the same little tits that Jade has, and a similarly curvaceous body, if not a little more diminutive. She was the blonde to Jades brunette, and had the cutest of faces… little nose, pink lips and bright white teeth. Very… I don’t know… innocent.
We’d holidayed together once and spent many a drunken night, partying together as couples. I was never too disappointed when the sun came out and her clothes got a little more skimpy, and I can close my eyes now and still picture her in that green bikini. Still, that’s about as much I can brag about, despite a botched attempt by Paul and me to get her and my old girlfriend to play strip poker. The result was two naked men, and two girls with only their shoes removed. Gutted.
Paul and I had discussed trading a few pictures of our respective partners, but he never really backed up his big talk. In fact, he could hardly see straight when we played strip poker that night! Somehow, I don’t think Adele, or Paul for that matter, was as open minded as Jade and I.
I got dressed and took out a lovely, figure hugging retro red dress for Jade, which buttoned down the front, all the way down to just above the knee.
She stirred as I freed her from the handcuffs, and she greeted me by pulling me in and kissing me deeply, her hand clasped around the back of my neck, as her other hand traced the outside of my jeans in search of dick. I was glad to see that depriving her of a first orgasm of the day was still having the desired consequence… but no time for that. Not now.
I gave her a simple command…
” Shower, dress, car in fifteen minutes. Clothes are in the bathroom.”
I had picked out black panties and black bra, both covering her assets, but semi-see through. She would wear a cute pair of rounded red high-heels that complimented her red dress beautifully.
Sure enough, she bounded into the car after about 20 minutes. On any other day, this would have been a small victory for me, as she never gets ready in less than half an hour, but today was different. Today, she was my slave. Back into the house we went.
I marched her into the lounge, and demanded she undone the buttons on her dress, from the bottom to her naval. I then placed her on all fours on the sofa, pulling the dress up and over her back, and whipping her panties down to her knees in one quick, bullish action.
“I said 15 minutes. How long did you take?”
“I don’t know. I… ”
Her next word was unintelligible, but was a natural reaction to the stinging sensation she was now felling on her peachy, upturned ass. And another, as her cheeks began to redden from two… now three slaps of my hand against her private flesh.
Jade liked to feel like a naughty girl. She loved the idea of being the bad girl in the class.
“Will you be 15 minutes the next time I ask you to be?”
“Yes, but what happened was…”
Slap. Slap. Slap. Pause. Her breath was quick with expectancy, and then it began to slow down, a natural reaction to my inaction. One more. Slap.
“You want to try again?”
“Yes, Sorry. I am a bad little whore for being late. I deserve your punishment. It won’t happen again, I promise.”
I shoved two finger into her wet pussy from behind and roughly finger fucked her, all the time building her up inside, as she panted and pushed back to meet my thrusts.
As I pounded into her like a horny teenager, I told her that next time she was late, she wouldn’t be able to sit down, and gave her five minutes to fix herself and meet me again in the car. She was there in two.
“So, what’s the plan my handsome master?”
“Shopping… Its seven thirty now, and they’re open until nine.”
“Ha ha! It can’t be that straight forward after today. Come on! What’s happening?”
“Your favourite lingerie store. … You get two new bra and panties for being such a good little whore.”
“Right… Why do I think you are not telling me everything?”
We just laughed like naughty school children, and fifteen minutes later we were walking through the door of her favourite boutique store, an upmarket place with everything from vintage underwear to real slutty, stripper type two pieces. I think Jade was surprised that I didn’t ask her to touch herself in the car. This was all too ‘normal’ in her opinion.
We searched together, Jade being the usual eager shopper, and before long she had four choices, and we headed towards the dressing rooms, so she could try on the top halves. No test driving panties allowed in this shop.
I told her I would be sitting at the door and would text her instructions. Her eyes formed slits, her mouth in a half smile, as she turned on her heels and disappeared behind the curtain.
I took out my phone…
“Try on the top half of the half-cup, red bra. Take everything else off, keeping only your black panties on. Ask the shop assistant for her opinion.”
A minute later and Jade was leaning through the door, calling over this young, Asian attendant in a black denim skirt and a tight indie t-shirt.
The seat at the door gave me a clear view but I was 10 yards away, and they talked in quiet tones. The dark haired, hot little helper spent a good 90 seconds giving her a good looking over, before turning with a smile and heading back to the register.
Buying the underwear was just the prop I needed for my real treat, but I thought I would have a bit of fun while I was calling the shots. Another couple entered the store, with the female making a beeline straight for two sizes of a black corset-style item, and whisking them straight into the second dressing room, adjacent to Jades. The boyfriend stood, like most, just a yard away, checking his phone and doing his best to not get impatient. Well, when opportunity knocks…
I texted Jade and, fifteen seconds later, she was fulfilling her mission… leaning through the curtain , raising her voice and asking me to fetch her the “white set we looked at.”
I delivered, then returned to my seat further away, and was pleased to see Jade had read the whole text.
There she was, the curtain gaping open by about 3 inches. Too far away for me to get a proper eyeful, but perfect for our stranger, who was no longer worried about how long his girlfriend was taking to try on her sexy outfit.
For a good five minutes, I could only see the back of his head, but his neck had certainly turned about 90 degrees from its original position. Lucky him. I have caught a sneaky glimpse myself of things I shouldn’t have in ladies outlets. I felt proud to return the favour.
His girlfriend emerged before Jade, and they walked to the cash dispenser. She was saying something to him but he wasn’t listening, and she barked at him for being in a world of his own. I couldn’t help but laugh, knowing full well where his mind was!
One more text…
“Pick two sets, pay for them with the credit card and meet me in the car. You have ten minutes.”
After the spanking she endured this evening, she managed it in eight, and we were making the short journey to Paul and Adele’s apartment.
As we parked on their street, Jade sat in silence while I prepared an email on my smart phone to send to hers. I told her that I would send her a mission via email once we were inside their house. She had to excuse herself, head to the bathroom, and read her challenge on her blackberry.
We found our friends already with red wine in hand, and both dressed in casual jeans and t-shirts, although Adele’s was pleasantly tight, with a little of her midriff on show. As we were offered a glass of wine, Jade headed to the bathroom and began to read…
‘Jade,
Your mission tonight is to use your best friend to please your master.
Use all your cunning to reveal as much of Adele as you can over the next couple of hours.
You must also try your new underwear on in front of her, in the bedroom, and try to capture evidence of this on your camera phone.
If you please me enough, I will allow you to cum later. If you fail, you will go to bed chained to the bedpost and frustrated.
That is it… no more details. Use your imagination…
MASTER’
Within two minutes of coming back from the bathroom to join our foursome, Adele couldn’t resist asking about Jade’s new purchases, with my loyal slave-girl leading her by the hand to an upstairs bedroom to show her what she had bought. They took their wine, and the bottle, with them.
For the next fifteen minutes, Paul and I had our usual conversation, which was made up of football, crude comments about each other’s partner and general humorous banter. Paul was great value as a friend and we got on very well.
Twenty minutes past by…
Twenty-Five minutes…
“Typical women,” said Paul. “Adele brought a dress so by the time they show off to each other what they bought it’ll be midnight!”
I half-laughed, knowing that Jade had more than clothes on her mind.
A few minutes later, Adele bounded through the door and past us wearing her new dress… a backless black number that stopped above her knee and climbed all the way to her neck. She barely looked at us, instead breezing into the kitchen with the simple words “more wine!”
Looks like my slave was using alcohol as her accomplice!
Soon enough, Adele had returned to the bedroom, with the odd burst of laughter filtering down to Paul and I.
This was nothing too different than usual, apart from the fact I knew of Jades mission and Paul didn’t. For that matter, neither did Adele.
About another 20 minutes past before we heard Adele and Jade bundling down the staircase, breaking our relative peace with laughs and a little scream.
The door opened slightly, but no girls. Interesting…
Then I heard Adele’s voice.
“Guys, we need your fashion advice.”
More giggles, while Paul rolled his eyes in boredom.
“Which of these do you prefer?”
With that, both Adele and Jade waltzed into the room wearing both sets of underwear that Jade had bought this evening. Paul’s eyes no longer rolled, but instead were popping out of his head, while even I was not expecting this, mission or no mission!
Jade stood there in a solid black, push up bra, cut low enough to just about cover the top of her nipple. That’s the best I can describe it! The panties were also solid black, but tight, with the triangle covering her pussy. That was about all the material I could see from the front, as a simple string held it in place and stretched to where I couldn’t see.
Adele stood beside her, wearing another two-piece, only this one was lacy and lemon coloured. A traditional wired bra made her little tits look like they must have when she was eighteen, and her lace panties were simply breath-taking. French knickers I believe they are called, and while they had three times the material of Jade’s black skimpy ones, they had little holes above the pussy area, flashing little areas of skin between the lacy pattern.
The colour of them made it hard to distinguish, but without doubt I could spot touches of what looked like a light wisp of manicured blonde pubic hair.
They giggled like school girls.
“Well?” said Jade.
Paul clumsily praised the pair of them, whereas I decided to push the tipsy twosome further.
“It’s hard to tell to be honest, without seeing the back.”
They give each other a glance, and then turned to face the wall. Jade even placed her hands on it and stuck her ass out just a little, while Adele was posing, one hip higher than the other, as she moved her weight from one foot to the other.
Jade’s panties were not a thong, but close, as they disappeared up her ass, emerging only in a v-shape near the top that measured about three inches. She looked fucking sensational.
Adele’s were completely different, hugging the entire shape of her ass, showing off only the bottom part of her peachy globes.
Both girls, however, sported very tight panties, so we could make out the outline of their pussies from behind, as both of us obviously spent much more time looking at our opposite halves than our own partners, who we had fucked and ogled many, many times!
Adele broke the silence that fell as they turned around… the sight of both girls’ asses rendered us speechless… turning back around with Jade closely behind.
“Which one should I keep baby?” she said to Paul. “Jade said I could keep one as a present!”
Paul said he liked the one she was wearing, but that was a schoolboy error, so I spoke up.
“I love the lemon one too, and Jade, you have loads of black underwear. And black on blonde is hot Adele.”
This seemed to make sense to both of them, as they left us with a cheeky turn and one last glimpse of their asses, once again disappearing upstairs.
It took Paul about thirty seconds to realise why I was smiling… then the penny dropped.
“Ah! You are a fucking genius! Used panties from each other’s girlfriend! Genius.”
I reminded him he was married and began to tell him that Jade gets quite excited below the waist when she drinks but the sound of footsteps stopped our developing conversation in its tracks.
Both girls rejoined our company with immediate talk of a forthcoming birthday party we all had to attend, although Adele looked a little unsteady thanks to the wine, as she swayed a little in her chair.
Before long, Jade announced that she was tired and wanted to head home. I was happy with that, given that she had passed her mission with flying colours and I was limited to one glass of wine because of driving duties.
As we kissed each other goodbye, I enjoyed wrapping my arm around Adele’s waist, knowing that I had seen more of her tonight than ever before. She thanked Jade for the panties and bra (that I paid for!) and we fell into our car and sounded our horn as we departed.
As soon as we were out of sight, I began to praise Jade as she sat grinning from ear to ear, looking very pleased with herself.
“How the fuck did you get her to do that?”
“I just kept topping her drink up every time she went to the bathroom or was preoccupied. She was holding the wall by the time we ventured down the stairs. I tried to get her into the black panties but she wasn’t that drunk! Needed a slut like me to parade those!”
I wanted to pull over and fuck her on the spot, but instead I asked her to tell me more.
“Well, I have a pair of lace panties in my bag that were pressed up against her cunt just half an hour ago. I also took a picture.”
“Of what?” I asked.
“Adele from behind in the black panties. She tried them on too, but wasn’t willing to show you! When she was looking in her closet for her new dress I did it on my phone on silent when she was facing away. You should be able to zoom in and see more of her ass.”
Jade had surpassed herself, although I was surprised by her next comment.
“But the bad news is you can’t see that picture.”
“Why is that?”
She just raised her eyebrow and lifted her phone out of her purse, waving it at me like it was some sort of conclusive proof in a court room TV drama. I shot her a confused look, before turning back to the road.
“This isn’t my phone. It looks like it, but it isn’t. It’s Adele’s. It’s funny how easy it is to get confused and lift the wrong one. I wonder what pictures are on here, Luke?”
My speedometer dial increased my an extra 30 kilometres an hour, and ten minutes later I was pulling into our driveway, having spent the last period of time listening to Jade flicking through Adele’s phone, making comments the whole time.
“Interesting… wow… mmm… that’s nice… you will love this one… Adele, you dirty bitch.”
I loved it, hearing my girlfriend enthusing over mystery pictures of her sexy friend, and making my dick hard in the process.
As soon as I stepped through our front door she gave me the phone. She told me take the memory card out and copy it to my computer while she called Adele’s home phone and explained the ‘mistake’.
It only took a couple of minutes to copy, but it seemed like forever, and by that stage Jade had informed me that Paul was on his way over in a taxi to swap the phones back.
I told her to change into something sexy and wait for me, as I pieced Adele’s phone back together and opened up the copied files.
There were over a hundred pictures but, sadly, no videos. As I flicked through the first 20 or so, deleting as I went, I began to think they were all ‘normal’ shots until up popped a ‘self-pic’ of Adele taken in her bathroom, from above the waist, of her waving to Paul (I assume!). She was wearing… nothing.
Her little nipples were light pink and quite small, in keeping with her wonderful pale skin. They were slightly tip-tilted and they seemed to be standing to attention.
The next few pics were almost the same… just versions she had taken before choosing the best one to send!
The next flesh I discovered was not Adele’s, but Pauls! …Pictures of his hard cock in his hand. I was sure it was his as he had a little tattoo on the inside of his wrist, which I could just make out.
It was quite long and thick. A bit like the girls themselves, his skin is lighter than mine, but I would be hard pushed to choose between our dicks in terms of length and thickness. I saved those for Jade.
Then came just one picture of Adele in the shower, leaning out far enough to take a nice shot. This started above the knee, and I finally got a glimpse of her pussy, albeit with her legs closed and her lips out of sight as she leant forward to avoid getting water on the camera. Still, I was right about her patch of blonde pubic hair, which was well taken care of but long enough to look natural. I couldn’t believe I was seeing this.
What followed were a few more pictures of Adele in her bra and one of her in a simple white bra and lovely cotton panties, albeit a little soft in terms of focus. I was beginning to realise that Paul must have been too much of a softy to push for more ‘porn’ style pictures.
And that was it, really… until the last picture.
It was a close up of Adele’s face. Her eyes were half closed as she gazed into the camera, obviously extremely drunk at the very least. Her black eyeliner was smudged and she looked like she was as far gone as possible without being passed out. In the corner of the picture was the tip of Paul’s cock…
Just second’s earlier, his hard dick had spurted shot after shot of spunk over the face of his wife, covering her cheeks, mouth and one big lash across her nose and onto her forehead, falling between her watering eyes.
I was motionless, as I just stared at this depraved image on my computer screen. The silence was broken by Jade, as she came into the room, holding her finger to her mouth, gesturing to myself to keep quiet.
She was wearing a little blue Teddy nightgown that barely covered her arse. I loved her in this.
She whispered in my ear…
“Paul is at the door. He can’t come in as the taxi is waiting. I told him you were sleeping. I will give him Adele’s phone back.”
Jade took it from my hand and headed back down stairs in her little nightdress, which she would now reveal for a second time to my friend at the front door.
She returned a minute later with that familiar naughty grin, asking, “what now?”
I told her to go and wait for me in bed. It was almost time for her to cum. She excitingly clapped her hands and turned tail.
I put my own phone memory card into the computer slot and copied the offending pictures to my own phone, before closing down my console. I was ready to head into the bedroom when my phone buzzed. It was a text from Paul.
“Can you make sure Jade answers the door from now on? What a cheeky little bitch! Laters mate.”
I laughed quietly. He deserved that after what I had just seen on his wife’s… ah. Fuck. Jade’s phone. No wonder Paul had been so eager to return it on his own, in a taxi!
I then remembered the pictures I had taken earlier of Jade chained and asleep to our bed, and knew that, in trying to use Jade to disrobe Adele, I had given my best friend access to more than a glimpse of my girlfriend in her underwear.
My mind was buzzing with the possibilities of what photos Jade had kept on her phone and what she had deleted. I would deal with that tomorrow, but right now I had to relieve my slave.
Jade was lying on the bed with her little number pulled up to her waist and her baby blue sheer panties around her ankles. She was slowly playing with her clit, rolling it between her fingers, tilting her head to the left and smiling at me.
I stripped naked, my hard cock spring out to attention.
“You liked the pictures?”
She knew it was a silly question.
I climbed between her legs, handing her my phone before burying my head into her pussy, wasting no time in pressing my tongue against her button.
I moved an inch from her soaking cunt and delivered my final order.
“Look through the pictures we have taken from Adele’s phone. Tell me if you like anything in particular. Cum when you want, then your day as a slave is over.”
She spasmed at every lick of her slit. I went slowly, using just an inch or two of my finger to invade her opening, reaching up to tease her sensitive insides.
“Jesus, Luke. I didn’t think Adele would ever do that.”
I knew what picture she meant.
“She told me she never let Paul take pictures in the bedroom. Little slut probably can’t even remember this. Paul must have been saving up his cum for this. She is covered.”
I began to press down a little harder on her clit and increased my pace slightly as she moaned deeply and tried her best to keep her hips from lifting off the bed altogether. It was time…
All I had to do was to apply pressure with my mouth to the top of her pussy, while snaking my tongue down onto her clit and fingering her, suddenly, at lightning speed. I knew her lovely cunt so so well.
She screamed as she finally got her release, throwing foul-mouthed abuse at me as she exploded all over our bed.
“fuck… finger my cunt… don’t stop… you dirty fucking whore.”
Eventually, her words slowed down and she began to breath normally again. She looked spent.
Then, she handed me my phone and told me to stand up beside the bed. She then followed me, falling to her knees and leaning her mouth underneath my length, as she began sucking and lapping at my balls, reaching up to wank my dick.
A minute later and she had her tongue just touching the tip, jerking me fast and asking me to complete a simple task.
“… you want to cum on my face just like Paul did on Adele? Can you manage as much cum, you dirty man? You want a matching picture?”
She had hardly got the last word of that last question out when I erupted, sending a thick stream of white that hit her forehead and fell down across her left eye and her cheek. I managed another that landed slightly lower across her right cheek, before leaning my cock to her lips and releasing a smaller load onto her lips. I reached for the camera and Jade grabbed my dick, moving it into position just above her face, ready for the one-shot photo session.
Click.
She licked the cum from her lips before climbing to her feet and heading to the bathroom… the perfect final act of a day I will never forget.
I lay on the bed and slipped into a wonderful sleep before she came back to bed, despite my attempts to stay conscious.
As I drifted off, I remembered the panties that Adele had worn and were now my property. I wondered what I would find on Jade’s phone tomorrow and recalled the picture of Adele in the black panties that I hadn’t seen yet. What a way to fall asleep!
Jade’s day as a slave was over. Over the coming weeks, we would discover that our fun and games came with a price. I should make it clear that it was a price not only worth paying, but an enjoyable one, but that’s another story for another day when I get the chance.
* Thanks for reading this series. I tried to keep it as close to the actual facts as possible, which meant I didn’t invent some mass orgy that never happened. I hope you enjoyed it. I will try to find time to write about what happened next as it was another tale worth telling!