Be Careful of your Fantasies Ch. 05

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Be Careful of your Fantasies – Chapter Five

by SubKaren92

As I drove away from our house, my thoughts were on my husband (and Master) and what he was going to do with (to) Liz. But the further I got from the house and subsequently the closer I got to Jerome and Naomi’s house, my thoughts shifted focus on what they would do to me. I assumed Jerome was going to fuck my ass. And while I could handle the large plug, I wasn’t 100% sure I could handle him. Still my anticipation and arousal was sky high by the time I parked in front of their house. There was another car in their driveway I didn’t recognize from the last time I was here. I took a deep breath, exited my car and walked up to the front door. There was a note taped to the door. It was in elegant handwriting so I assumed Naomi had written it. It was simple and to the point.

“Welcome back, slut. Go to the side door of the garage. It will be unlocked. Strip down to your naked ass. Put on the collar you will find and crawl to us in the living room.”

I wondered what color the collar would be. I’d promised Robert to wear a red, no holes barred collar. Did that message reach Jerome and Naomi? I quickly walked around the garage to the side of their house and found the door. The interior garage light turned on automatically. I shut the door and looked around. It was just a typical garage. I saw a black leather collar with a chain leash sitting on the hood of the car nearest the house. I took another deep breath and stripped off my dress. I left the plug in. I figured that didn’t count against being naked. I then buckled the collar around my neck. A wave of submissive feelings flowed over my body. It was a simple act, but the symbolism was powerful. I opened the door and took two steps inside while closing the door. I then dropped to my knees. I could hear people talking in the living room. I couldn’t be sure, but the man’s voice didn’t sound like Jerome. Not wanting to keep them waiting as they probably knew I was there the moment the side door opened, I began crawling toward the living room. When I got there, I saw two couples sitting at the dining room table. They looked like they were playing cards, of all things. Jerome was the first to speak.

“Ah, Beth. So nice of you to return and be our toy tonight.”

That wasn’t exactly what I was expecting, but I was 100% good with it. I thought maybe they expected me to act as their maid until the second couple left and Naomi and Jerome had their way with me. But as I got closer, I saw that Naomi was dressed in a sheer robe that tied around her waist. Her breasts were clearly visible through it and her legs were available through the center slit. The other woman, who was strikingly beautiful, was also in lingerie and her man (husband?) was nearly as muscular as Jerome. Both of them were just wearing boxer shorts. If I had to guess, all four of them were dressed for easy access to have a naked slut serve them. But it was still weird that they were playing cards. Maybe they were playing strip poker.

“Does anybody need a refresh of their drink before we resume?” Naomi said.

The woman stood up and in a sultry voice indicated she could use a bathroom break but the two men were good. Part of me wanted Naomi to order me to follow her friend to the bathroom to either wipe or lick her pussy, but instead I was told to climb up and lay on the table. That was another thing I wasn’t expecting. Naomi, Jerome and the man continued their conversation as if I wasn’t there. But when the woman returned and sat opposite of her partner, they both started teasing my nipples. Jerome was sitting on the side where my head was and my fantasy mind expected him to whip is cock out and fuck my mouth. That left Naomi on my pussy side watching intently as my juices started leaking out of me thanks to the nipple play. I started to wonder if I was about to be tied to the table and ravaged. Instead, they started playing cards again.

I later learned Euchre was the game. The couples were playing as teams and there was no sexual component, at least beyond having to reach across a naked slut to play their cards. I thought maybe they were playing for who would partner up with each other or who would be in charge, but as you probably guessed, all four of them would be in charge of me.

After about 15 minutes of my displaying my charms to them. Naomi stood up and walked into the kitchen. Conversation stopped as I think they knew what was going to happen. When she returned, she held a curved toy that looked like a thick egg shaped vibrator. She pressed a button and it sprang to life. It sounded powerful. I licked my lips in anticipation. She then pressed a few buttons on her phone. I wondered if she just took a picture of my wet pussy. After a few more taps on her phone, she told the group we were ready. She then licked the vibe and pushed it into my pussy. It was wide enough to fill me and there was a top piece that curved up toward my clit. Taksim travesti Only my husband had witnessed what happens to me when a vibe hits my clit bar. I had a feeling everyone was about to experience that. Soon after the vibe was buried deep inside my needy snatch, it turned on, but very slowly. My hips jumped a bit at the surprise. It was the first time I had something in both my holes and the vibration from the vibe transferred to the plug in my ass. Even though it was on a slow setting, it felt amazing.

“Who did you send the link to?” the woman asked. Naomi answered, “Who knows? It was an anonymous post asking for volunteers.”

I did not understand what she was saying. But as the speed of the vibe grew stronger, understanding it was not a high priority. Cumming too quickly without permission would be a much bigger issue. At least I thought it would be until Jerome leaned over me and told me I had permission to cum for the entire evening. That sounded like a gift and I moaned. But then it slowed down again. I tried to look around to see if anybody was controlling the vibe, but it seemed like everyone was prepared to go back to playing cards.

Whomever was controlling the vibrator had an annoying habit of speeding it up, but only for a few seconds before slowing it down. He (I assume it was a he) would then change the speed up and down within a narrow band. That kept me wanting more, but without really enough stimulation to cum. The second couple would occasionally tease my nipples between hands, but not if they could hear the vibrator when it was occasionally on high. As was usually the case, I was being driven crazy with lust and my vocalizations were disturbing the game. If they just made me cum, I would have been quieter. Then the doorbell rang. Surprisingly I wasn’t sent to answer it. I was surprised they didn’t want me to expose myself. Instead Naomi went to the door. Her sheer robe wasn’t much better than being naked, but at least it wasn’t me.

I could hear that the person at the door was delivering food. They definitely got an eyeful. I heard Naomi walking back toward the group. But she wasn’t alone. There was a young Asian man with her. Apparently they had ordered Chinese food. Naomi “apologized” that they didn’t have any cash for a tip, but if he wanted a blow job instead, their toy would be happy to take care of him. It sounded like a plot for a porno and I’m sure they had some cash, but I was equally sure they just wanted to push me to see if I would do it. The guy seemed very skeptical, which was justified, but when Jerome helped me up and then off the table, I knew the offer was real even if he didn’t.

“Take him to the guest bedroom,” Jerome told (ordered) me. “We’ll keep playing.”

“Follow me,” I said before starting to walk toward the hallway.

“Why are you walking slut?” Naomi hissed. I realized my mistake immediately and dropped to my knees. I wondered if I’d earned a punishment. I started to crawl toward the bedroom and I wondered if the vibe would fall out. I tried to clamp my kegel muscles down on it, but before I got to the guest bedroom, the vibe turned on full speed and I had to stop crawling. It was more powerful than I assumed when at full speed and I basically fell to the floor in a fetal position as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. If I had any shame, I probably would have wondered what the delivery driver thought about it, but I didn’t. The endorphin rush was wonderful, although it delayed the driver getting his tip for a couple of minutes. As it turned out, that wasn’t the only challenge I had.

Finally in the safety of the guest bedroom and the vibe back down to a slow roar, I got on my knees and reached for his belt. He stepped back away from me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him. “I don’t mind doing this. Actually I want to do this. How old are you?”

Clearly he was nervous because of his age. He answered 19.

“Are you a virgin?” I asked, figuring that he might be nervous about pulling out his cock.

“No, it’s not that,” he replied. “I have a girlfriend but she doesn’t do this. Also I don’t want to cheat on her.”

“You don’t have to fuck me unless you want to,” I told him hoping he would take the hint and do exactly that. “And she doesn’t have to know I blew you.”

He was still a bit reluctant so I told him to lay down on the bed. I could see he was struggling whether to do that, but eventually he did. I didn’t reach for his pants right away. Instead I leaned over him and pushed my left nipple to his lips. “Does she do this?” I asked him. Could any man really resist sucking a hard nipple when offered? He certainly could not. I let him suckle me for about a minute to make sure he was fully engaged in what was going on. Then I reached down to his crotch. I wasn’t surprised that his cock was somewhat hard in his pants. I put my left hand behind his head to keep him latched onto my nipple and used my right hand to unbuckle Taksim travestileri his belt, unbutton his pants and then unzip them. Reaching into his pants, I grabbed his cock through his underwear and began rhythmically squeezing it to get him to full hardness.

Once he was hard, I knew his concerns about his girlfriends would melt away and they did. I also knew his friends would not believe the story of him getting a blow job for a tip. When I finally pulled down his underwear enough to fish out his cock, I told him he could take a picture if he wanted. But he declined. That was probably the smartest thing he did tonight.

Since his girlfriend didn’t want to suck his cock (I never found out if this was his first blowjob) I figured he wouldn’t last long. And he didn’t. He did give me a nice sized load and he had a nice flavor. It was different than I was used to, but he probably ate a different diet than my usual partners too. After he shot, he quickly got up and pulled his pants back up without giving me a chance to lick him clean. Hopefully tonight wouldn’t be the night his girlfriend decided to give him something special before I got a chance to shower. He walked out of the room and I crawled behind him. I was expecting to be ordered back onto the table. The vibe was still buzzing, although the quick and brief high speed blasts were less frequent. Still, I could easily cum again if it stayed up for a couple minutes. Whoever was controlling it obviously thought teasing me was better, although since I’d already cum once, it didn’t drive me as crazy as it otherwise would have.

The card game was apparently over and the party had moved to the living room. The table in front of the couch had been moved out of the way. An anti-fatigue mat had been placed on the floor. I theorized I might be on my knees a lot tonight. Naomi and the mystery woman had shed their lingerie and were sitting on the couch. Jerome and the mystery man had shed their boxers. The mystery man was almost as well endowed as Jerome. I licked my lip again. They were both holding video cameras on monopods. I wanted to just crawl up to guy two and start sucking him off. But I knew I was supposed to start with Naomi so I crawled between her legs.

The other woman commented, “She’s very well trained.”

Naomi said, “We really have not worked with her much. She’s a natural. Her husband has been doing her training the last few weeks.”

I don’t know why having them speak about me and not to me warmed my heart so much. Something about being objectified turned me on as I dove into Naomi’s pussy. I knew three other people were watching me and that inspired me to do my best to get her off quickly. Just like our last encounter, Naomi’s pussy was very wet from the start and again she grabbed my head to hold me tightly against her folds as I worked my tongue on her clit and eventually two fingers into her pussy.

I could tell by the sounds that the other woman was masturbating as she sat next to us watching, but I dared not lift my head to look at her. I assumed I would taste her in turn. I also assumed I wouldn’t get fucked until I got both women off, so if she wanted to help by playing with herself, I was all for it. Naomi obviously wanted me to do all the work for her. That was fine too. I loved her taste and I loved the way her hips rocked against my head as her arousal built. I tried to curl my fingers to stimulate her g-spot as I loved the way she squirted on me last time. But clearly I need to work on that move and ask for instruction because I didn’t seem to find it. But even a regular orgasm by Naomi was greeted with cheers from the audience and I was pleased with myself for making her cum.

Naomi let go of my head and I scooted over so I was in front of the other woman. It felt strange not having been introduced to her. When I first fucked Jerome that was part of the kink. But since I’d been with this other couple for over an hour, it seemed weird not to know their names. Not that it mattered. I gladly began to service her as well. I even wiggled my ass in an attempt to entice Jerome and his friend to either spank me or finger me. But they would do nothing, other than record the action, until the mystery woman finally climaxed. She patted my head in thanks as if I was a dog. I didn’t particularly care for that. I was more focused on what would come next as I was sure it was my time now.

Had Jerome and his friend stood on either side of me feeding me their cocks, I wouldn’t have been surprised. I fully expected Jerome to fuck my ass so if the two of them spit roasted me, that was anticipated as well. What I didn’t expect was the two women to leave the room, Jerome to order me to stand in front of the camera and rub my pussy. He made me confess I was a submissive slut and their toy much like my Master and done. The women came back a few minutes later, both wearing strap-ons. I’m not sure why I didn’t expect that Travesti taksim as Naomi had told me before she wanted to fuck me. But there we were.

Naomi was acting as the video director as she told me to get back on my knees facing out into the living room. She then positioned the boys to get the camera angle she wanted. I then had to give a double blow job to the strap-ons. I knew this was just for the benefit of the camera as I was wet enough for them to fuck me already. Both strap-ons were large and black, no surprise, but thankfully they were not as large as Jerome and his buddy. After Naomi was satisfied she had enough footage for however she planned to edit the video, I was ordered to my hands and knees. The new woman stood by my head and Naomi moved behind me.

“You know what to do slut,” Naomi said as she slapped my ass. I had a pretty good guess what she meant. I rocked back until I felt her cock teasing my labia. “Fuck me, Mama!” I shouted. She put one hand on the small of my back to help guide the strap-on into my pussy. As soon as that happened, I opened my mouth and started sucking on the other woman’s cock. My first spit-roast was off and running.

While Naomi’s strap-on wasn’t the biggest thing I’d ever had in my pussy, that honor went to her husband, it was the biggest I’d had when plugged. The plug pressed the thin membrane between my vagina and ass together tightening up both. Naomi took it easy on me at first, perhaps for the benefit of the camera. She eventually started to fuck me harder, but never really built up a powerful cadence. It was as if she was making me wait for my real pleasure. Then she asked Jerome to grab the lube. I would have smiled if my mouth wasn’t full of fake cock. When he returned, Naomi slapped my ass and pulled out. I was then told to stand again.

“Face the camera and tell the world you want your ass fucked by four superior blacks,” Naomi said. “Then you can pull out the plug and hold it up to the camera as well,” she added.

This was both humiliating and exciting. After my confession, they had me turn my ass to the camera and pull my butt cheeks apart. I could tell my asshole did not snap back to normal after having the large plug in me for so long. I was happy about that, although I would later learn when I watched the video, a gaping asshole does not look ladylike.

I expected to be told to kneel on the couch so they could take turns fucking my backdoor. That wasn’t Naomi’s plan. At least not yet. She took the bottle of lube and greased up her cock. She then sat down on the couch and pointed to it. “Mount up in a reverse cowgirl,” she instructed. The two cameras, one I assume setup for a wide shot and one zoomed in to see the dildo going up my brown hole captured the action. As I sat back on her cock, although I’d prepared and trained for this moment with Robert, it still felt huge. But it went in with little struggle. The other woman then moved in front of me and aimed her strap-on at my pussy.

Naomi didn’t do much. She pretty much sat there while her friend fucked the hell out of me. Each time she thrusted and her pelvis pressed against mine, two things happened. The bar in my clit got stimulated and my ass got forced down on Naomi’s cock. Then when the woman pulled out, my ass slid up Naomi’s cock ready to be slammed down again. Oh, and did I mention, the sensation of having my pussy and ass pressed together that felt so good with the plug felt even better with the two fake cocks? I could only imagine what it would feel like with two real cocks.

I was kind of surprised Jerome and his friend let Naomi direct the action for so long. They had to want their turn. Or turns. But the women apparently were determined to force a screaming orgasm from me. And they did. It hit with a vengeance. I didn’t even feel it building. The pleasure the women were giving me was so intense that I basically was taking the fucking they were giving me and then all of a sudden my body released without warning. It was as if my body knew what I was doing was wrong so it was trying to protect my brain from enjoying it but it could only hold out so long and as soon as my body told my mind it was OK, I exploded. The other woman held her cock in me as my body convulsed through my climax. I was kind of glad she didn’t keep fucking me. She then pulled out and Naomi told me to stand up. I was smiling ear to ear as I assumed it was Jerome’s turn. Alas, it was not.

Now I found myself on my knees facing the back of the couch. I had expect this position earlier, but instead of Jerome or his friend, Naomi was fucking my ass again. That was OK as nobody told me I couldn’t rub my pussy with one hand while I braced myself against the back of the couch with the other. She was going to town as well. While I’d been sitting on her, she couldn’t really fuck me. Her cock was mainly just to tighten up my pussy for the other woman. Without that restriction, she seemed intent on destroying my back door. My mind was spinning. The other woman walked behind the couch and fed me her cock to clean. I’d learned to appreciate the flavor of my own pussy so this was fine. It also kept my moans and screams to a minimum. Without the dildo gag, the neighbors likely would have heard me.

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