The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

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We retired to the bedroom and I helped Lenore undress, hanging up her dress.

“Ask me to please fuck your husband,” Lenore said, as she stood naked beside the bed. She looked sexy, much softer and more Rubenesque than I did.

“Please fuck my Master,” I said, pulling down the bedspread. “Master, please fuck my Mistress while I kiss and lick her pussy.”

“As you wish, Pussycat,” Master said, pulling her down onto the bed.

They kissed while exploring each other’s bodies as I watched from beside the bed, then Master went down on her.

“Oh fuck, Sean! You are so much better at licking pussy than you used to be.”

“I’ve had some excellent instruction,” Master said.

“Do you fuck better too?”

“I suspect I’m better at that than I used to be, although you’ll have to tell me,” he laughed. “I’ve been getting a lot of practice since meeting my Pussycat.”

He gave her three more orgasms before he lay on his back on the bed and had Lenore mount him in a reverse cowgirl. She had no trouble taking his cock as she’d been well prepared. Master helped her start riding his cock as she told me to start licking.

I crawled in between their legs and nestled my face against his cock and her folds as she rode him. I licked her clit and his balls, bathing both with my tongue. Lenore loved that, and I’m sure it wasn’t solely the physical sensations, but the perverseness of fucking an old boyfriend while his new wife licked her. It was made even more bizarre because the toy remained in my pussy, continuing to buzz away in my pussy so that I had to ask for her permission to cum. I certainly enjoyed the perverseness of it myself.

Lenore had six more orgasms before Master drained his balls in her tight cunt, then she rode my face, and I cleaned all of Master’s cum from inside her pussy. By this time my face was a frightful mess, both from the ‘during dinner dining’, and now, so I was finally allowed to wash my face. When I returned, Lenore and Master were making out again, and I waited beside the bed, watching them.

Master’s cock had begun to show interest again, but before he fucked Lenore again, there was the matter of my spanking. I was up to fifty now, having cum twice more without permission. Master showed Lenore how to put me over her lap and how hard to spank his slut. Lenore caught on quickly. He gave me three practice swats to show her how to do it, none of which counted towards my total, then it was her turn. Lenore caught on quickly.

“With each swat, I want you to count for me and thank me for fucking your husband,” Lenore said.

“Yes, Mistress,” I said, already over her lap. Lenore lowered the boom. “One, thank you for fucking my Master.”

“That one doesn’t count, slut. I said to say ‘thank you for fucking my husband.’ I want you to be constantly reminded you gave your husband to me to fuck.”

“Yes, Mistress. I understand.” A shiver ran up my spine.

Lenore smacked me again and I said, “One, thank you for fucking my husband.” It was naughtier when I said it that way, reminding me she was fucking my husband, not just my Master. She was surprised when roughly three-quarters of the way through my spanking, I needed to cum again, and asked for permission.

“You’re cumming while I spank you?” Lenore asked.

“It does happen, Mistress, even without a toy still in my pussy, but the toy makes it even more likely.”

“Does your spanking hurt, even with the toy?”

“Yes, Mistress. You’re doing quite well. I’m sure my ass is red.”

“It certainly is, slut; very red. You may cum.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

On the very next swat, I orgasmed, squirming in her lap, which she found very erotic.”Thirty-four, thank you for fucking my husband.” Oh, it was a good one. I was bouncing all over, enough she had to hold me on her lap.

“I’ve never been so close to another woman when she orgasmed. This is quite exciting. Her asshole is winking at me as she cums.”

“Isn’t it though,” Master said. “Is it any wonder I need to fuck again after giving a stiff spanking to her.”

“Your cock only goes into me this weekend, does it not?”

“Unless you grant her permission to fuck me, then only yours. Her sexual pleasure is under your control.”

“And she’s currently pregnant with your child?”

“Yes.”

“I can’t tell you how amazing this is to me. Thank you for inviting me to spend the weekend with you.”

“You’re welcome, Lenore.”

She gave me the rest of my spanking, but instead of the good fucking I craved after a spanking, Lenore got another good shafting while I watched from beside the bed, unable to participate as Master fucked her in the missionary position. At least until after he climaxed, filling her pussy with fresh spunk, and I was once again tasked with cleaning up the mess.

Master fucked her once more before we retired, fucking in reverse cowgirl again, while I licked her clit. She was really liking that position. I didn’t mind it, because I got to suck Master’s balls as well. I would have preferred being in a sixty-nine with Lenore so she was licking my twat, but one did with what one had, and Master had told me that Lenore had no plans to lick my pussy back.

Lenore was going to send me to a guest bedroom to sleep, which would have disappointed hell out of me. I hadn’t spent a night without Sean in my arms since we moved in together, save one night, when he had an overnight job to one of the more distant islands up the coast, before our marriage.

“Let her sleep in our bed,” Master said. “Just think, if you wake up desiring sex in the middle of the night, Pussycat can suck me to an erection, and clean up the mess we leave so we don’t get a wet spot on the bed.”

“You’re right. That would be better,” Lenore said. “She doesn’t get to sleep next to you, though. She can either sleep at the foot of the bed, or on the floor.”

“Sleep at our feet, Pussycat,” Master said.

“Yes, sir.”

I slept at the foot of the bed with a sheet loosely thrown over me. I listened to them make out for fifteen or twenty minutes after they turned out the light, and I suspected Master fingered her to another moaning orgasm, because they never stopped kissing, and they clearly weren’t fucking, before falling asleep.

Around three AM, Lenore awakened me by kicking me awake.

“Yes, Mistress, how can I help you?” I whispered.

“Lick me to three orgasms, then wake up your husband with a blow job, so he can fuck me again.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I pulled the covers down off her, and she spread her legs and I burrowed between them and licked her to three somewhat quiet orgasms, then went to Master’s limp cock and began sucking him. It didn’t take much work to wake him up and give him his tool back. Lenore fucked him cowgirl this time as I watched them fuck, a mere bystander in my own bed. I cleaned up the mess again when they finished, quite explosively.

“Why haven’t you been asking for permission to cum?” Lenore asked when I was done cleaning up her pussy.

“The toy died hours ago, Mistress, before your final fucking of the night. It needs to be recharged. Be careful what you wish more, though, ma’am. I would wake you to ask for permission.”

“I could always tell you I won’t give you permission, and to let me sleep, but to keep track of all the orgasms you had for your morning spanking.”

“That would be your prerogative, Mistress. But if I get insufficient sleep during the night, I might fall asleep while serving you food, and spill something hot in your lap and burn your cunt.”

Master and Lenore laughed.

“I suppose a good night’s sleep is important.”

“I certainly think so, ma’am.”

“Go back to sleep then, Pussycat.”

“Thank you, Mistress. I live to serve you.”

Lenore laughed again, Master snorting.

They fucked again in the morning, not too early because of the mid-nighttime sex, but enough time elapsing, Master’s balls could create a mess. My Lush was pulled from my pussy so it could be charged, Mistress making me lick all of my cum off of it, much to Master’s amusement. They showered together. I showered alone.

After making and serving them breakfast, Master had me insert a medium to large size butt plug in Lenore’s bottom, using first spit as I licked her brown starfish, then lube, and inserting it while I was giving her orgasms by licking her pussy. She was going to wear it all day long to prepare her ass for Master’s cock. Every time they fucked Saturday, past their morning romp, it was my job to play with the plug while Master was fucking her, stretching her sphincter for the penetration to come, and to get her bum used to something inside of it.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Lenore liked those fuckings a lot, and I imagined she’d love a good double penetration at some point. Around lunch, (which I made and served), the Lush made its way back inside my pussy, and I was forced to ask for Lenore’s permission to cum again. I was so horny at this point, asking for permission was a blessing, because even with the promised spanking to come, I wanted those orgasms in the worst way. I wasn’t getting fucked at all; Lenore getting my Master’s cock exclusively.


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