A Plan for Flowers

The text was from the wedding planner, Lana Taylor. "I'm speaking with the florist, Laura Simmons, and we need your opinion on something very important. Please meet us by the hotel's pool so that we can show you something she has brought to beautify your wedding day."

You looked at the text a few times. You wondered what the florist could have brought that was important after the reception was already fully decorated. But, an image of the very sexy Ms. Taylor was lodged in your mind, and you decided it was worth going to this meeting, even if just to get another look at her in that outfit she'd been wearing.

You made your way out to the pool, remembering your encounter with Tara there last night, and the thought of Lana's sexy body. You could feel your cock pulsing with arousal as you arrived at the pool. You spotted two women bathed in the lights around the pool, and neither was in wedding attire.

Ms. Taylor was in a black one piece bathing suit that hugged the magnificent curves of her torso and left her long, shapely legs completely on display. A pair of sunglasses served to conceal her eyes but you felt like she was devouring you with her gaze. Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun, revealing her high cheekbones and full lips. Her body was toned and strong, with curves that would make any man weak in the knees. She was the epitome of perfection.

You assumed the woman in the patriotic bikini top and jean shorts must be the florist, Ms. Simmons. The way her tits bounced as she walked and the way her ass swayed in those jean shorts made your cock strain even harder, as if reaching out to the two women. You felt a stirring in your loins, an ache that needed to be relieved. The woman was a walking fantasy and you wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there.

You managed to find your voice, barely, to ask, "Ms. Taylor, what did you want to show me?"

She grinned seductively. "Ms. Taylor? I like that you are always so formal, Mr. Johnson. As I told you, Ms. Simmons brought something to make your wedding more beautiful, or should I say sexier and more arousing. Herself. I can see that you are rather taken by the sight."

Your eyes were wandering over the sexy florist, from her long, dark hair cascading down her back to her beautiful eyes and full, pouty lips. Down to her incredible, full breasts, which were barely contained by her bikini, and her fit, toned waist. Past her shapely hips and then down her very long and very shapely legs, on complete display in her skin-tight jean shorts.

"Hello, Mr. Johnson. Ms. Taylor told me that I just had to meet you, and I'm glad she did.", the newcomer spoke for the first time, her voice rich and seductive.

"You know, Mr. Johnson, I think tonight you should call us Mistress Taylor and Mistress Simmons.", Ms. Taylor said as she approached, her voice sensual but strong. "I can see in your eyes how much you want us both. You would do anything to have us. And we will use you as our plaything this evening until we are both satisfied. Only then will we deign to return you to your little wife. Isn't that right Mistress Simmons?", she asked her counterpart. The two of them were approaching you now like predators stalking prey.

"Yes, Mistress Taylor. I can't wait to have my way with this delicious married man. And I can tell he can't wait to be devoured by the two goddesses before him.", the florist purred. "Even I'm aroused looking at you in that swimsuit. I think I need a taste myself before we begin to share him."

With that Mistress Taylor and Mistress Simmons wrapped their arms around each other. Their large breasts pressed firmly against each other. They kissed passionately in front of you, their tongues entwining, tasting each other deeply. Your over aroused cock immediately came in your pants at the erotic sight of two gorgeous women engaged in such passion. You felt your cheeks flush red with arousal and desire. Every inch of your body was on fire. You stood there, frozen in place, as you watched the two women touch and taste each other. It was the most erotic thing you had ever seen.

"What do you say, Mr. Johnson, are you ready to worship us?", Mistress Taylor asked as she broke the kiss.

"Yes,", Mistress Simmons added, her breathing heavy and quick after the passionate kiss and causing her chest to heave. "Will you be our plaything."

You couldn't help yourself. The whole scene was so overwhelmingly hot. You would do anything to be close to these two gorgeous, swimsuit clad women. "Yes Mistress Taylor. Yes Mistress Simmons." You were already hard again at the idea of them using you for their pleasure.

The two women take you by the hand and lead you to a secluded spot near the pool where they have laid down towels. They both sit on a towel, their bodies stretched out seductively. "Strip.", Mistress Taylor gives you a one word command. You do as you are told, your hands shaking with anticipation. As you stand there naked, they both look at your body appreciatively, their eyes lingering on your hard cock.

"Come here Mr. Johnson.", Mistress Taylor says as she pats the towel in front of her. You walk over to her and kneel down. She takes your head in her hands and kisses you deeply, her tongue exploring your mouth. When she finally breaks the kiss, she looks in your eyes and says, "You belong to us now."

Mistress Simmons beckons you to her and you move to kneel before her, never rising to your feet. She takes your face in her hands and kisses you passionately, her tongue entwining with yours. When she finally breaks the kiss, she looks in your eyes and says, "You may now worship our bodies with your tongue."

You don't need to be told twice. You start with Mistress Taylor , kissing and licking your way down her body. You savor the taste of her skin, soft and smooth. You linger on her large breasts, sucking and licking her nipples until they are hard and she is gasping with pleasure. You then move down her very long and very shapely legs, on complete display in her sexy swimsuit. You take your time exploring every inch of her body, making sure to bring her to the edge of explosive pleasure before moving on.

When you finally reach Mistress Simmons, you find that she is already wet and ready for you. You dive in eagerly, kissing and licking your way up her inner thighs. When you finally reach her most sensitive spot, you tease it with your tongue before slipping inside her. She tastes sweet and salty all at the same time, and you can feel her muscles contract around you as she comes closer and closer to orgasm. Finally she rewards your effort by releasing her juices all over your lips and tongue.

"That was well done, Mr. Johnson. You have been well trained.", Mistress Simmons says, her voice breathy with arousal.

"Yes," Mistress Taylor says. "I suspect you've been very attentive to the women at this wedding and they have trained you well.", she then smiles as she looks at your incredibly aroused cock. "I see you enjoyed it too, didn't you Mr. Johnson."

"Yes, Mistresses. I love worshipping your bodies however you ask.", you replied enthusiastically.

"Very good, Mr. Johnson. You will keep worshipping us tonight. Now you will worship us with that cock of yours. We will ride it for our pleasure and you will remain hard and throbbing until we have taken all our pleasure from you. Only then may you cum.", Mistress Taylor explains your role in their worship.

You eagerly agree and position yourself between their bodies. Mistress Simmons lowers herself down onto your cock, gasping as she takes it all in. She starts to ride you, her body moving in all the right ways. You can feel every inch of her as she grinds against you, and it feels incredible. As she picks up the pace, Mistress Taylor moves closer so that she can kiss her and play with her breasts. The two women are lost in their own world, and you are just along for the ride.

Mistress Simmons moans in orgasm as you feel her cum coat your cock and balls. She continues to ride you like a stallion, her lips and tongue intertwined with Mistress Taylor. She screams out in a second orgasm, only muffled by the lips of Mistress Taylor. When a third orgasm runs through her body she finally slides off of you. Mistress Taylor wastes no time taking her place. Mistress Simmons , though exhausted from pleasure, finds the strength to kiss Mistress Taylor and fondle her breasts, while fingering herself with her other hand.

As Mistress Taylor starts to ride you, her body moving in all the right ways, you can feel every inch of her and it feels incredible. She leans forward so that her breasts are pressed against your chest as she continues to bring you both pleasure. You can feel her nipples hard and poking into you as she bounces up and down. Her hands grip your shoulders tightly as she comes closer and closer to orgasm. Finally she rewards your effort by releasing her juices all over your stomach and cock. But she is not done with you. She continues to ride you until she too has had three intense orgasms atop your cock. When she slides off of you your cock is pulsing and throbbing with overwhelming need for release, but still you somehow hold back.

"That was amazing, Mr. Johnson. I think you've earned your release.", Mistress Taylor says as she stands up and walks over to the edge of the pool.

You eagerly follow, your cock rock hard and throbbing with need. You reach the edge of the pool, Mistress Taylor on one side, Mistress Simmons on the other. Your cock is pointed out to the gentling lapping water. They both lean in to you, their large perfect breasts pressing into your shoulders. Their lips almost on your ears. Their hot breath on your cheek. You can feel the heat emanating from their bodies, and it makes your own skin prickle with anticipation. You can feel the tension in the air, thick and electric. You can feel their hearts pounding, syncing up with the beat of your own. You can feel the wetness of their mouths as they lick their lips.

You feel their warm breath on your ear as they both whisper the command, "Cum." You experience an orgasm the likes of which you've only ever dreamed. Your cum shoots out of you into the water of the pool. You watch as it swirls and dissipates in the water. Your legs collapse and it's only the hands of your goddesses that stop you from falling into the water with your cum. They gently lay you back at the pool side and then go and put on their swimsuits as well as bathing robes. They stand over your panting, aching body, their eyes filled with lust and hunger.

"That was a fun evening, Mr. Johnson. You can expect us to visit you again. Be ready to worship us even more, our appetites will only be stronger the next time we take you.", Mistress Taylor says before the two of them walk away, leaving you naked, breathless and senseless by the pool.