Jane's night with the Master

As the group finished up dinner, Dave felt a growing uneasiness. Things were happening much faster than he had anticipated. Not counting the magic VR whatever-it-was thing that Sage had had them use in the morning, he had cum three times already, just in the afternoon. All throughout dinner, his thoughts continually went back to the blowjob Bethany had given him. With all of the other girls watching. He sighed. Guiltily, he thought it had been awesome. Having Angela there, coaching her twin sister on how to blow him while also whispering increasingly dirty thoughts to him had driven him wild. And then there was Jane. His mind flashed back to the night before, when Jane had locked eyes with him right as Angela had brought her to orgasm. And then tonight, it had been seeing her, so excited for him and into the fact that another girl was blowing him that had sent him over the edge. He tried to maintain eye contact throughout dinner with the girls seated around him, but more often than not, his gaze would fall to the multitude of exposed breasts on display. It appeared that by the midpoint of the meal, the women had more or less gotten accustomed to their state of undress. Dave wondered if he ever would.

*****

Looking at the scoreboard, Jane frowned.

Grace: 33 VP

Louise: 33 VP

Angela: 20 VP

Suzanne: 11 VP

Hillary: 18 VP

Jane: 28 VP

Bethany: 20 VP

Louise, Grace, and she were all in pretty good position, points-wise. The twins were doing so-so, but Hillary, and especially Suzanne, were too low, in her opinion. Seated to her immediate left was Suzanne. Leaning over to whisper to the teen, Jane pitched her voice so that only Suzanne could hear. "How are you holding up? You OK?"

Suzanne glanced back at Jane and gave a low, "Yeah. I'm alright."

"Look. I'm not trying to tell you what to do, Suze, but I'm worried about you." Seeing the look of concern cross Suzanne's face, Jane hurried to explain. "I'm worried about your VP, is what I mean. Most of us have like twice as many VP as you. You with me so far?" Suzanne nodded. "So look. I know you had a crush on Brewer." Suzanne's cheeks colored and she looked down, embarrassed. Jane leaned over and gently bumped shoulders with the goth. "Don't sweat it, kiddo. Even before this show, I would have agreed that he's handsome enough. Not my type, but good looking. Now? Well, I know that my mind's been messed with, but it's hard to spot the things when you're looking for them, you know? I think you and me both got some similar stuff from blondie over there", she said, indicating Sage. "I know that you got that thing where you can't turn down a sexual proposition from one of us, so I am NOT propositioning you, OK? I would like you to accept or decline on your own, got me?" Suzanne's clear blue eyes stayed locked onto Jane's and the former nodded. "OK. How to word this? Hmmm... OK. How about this? If I were to invite you to come spend the night with me and Dave, would you say yes? That's not a proposition, right?"

Suzanne considered the question. She felt like she could decline, and told Jane as much. The Latina looked relieved. Before Jane could say anything else, Suzanne spoke up. "I'm worried, too. I'm worried that he'll see me as just a kid, even though I'm 19. And if he doesn't like me, I can't get any points. And if that happens..." She trailed off and hurriedly wiped at her eyes. Gathering her composure, she looked at Jane. "You might not believe me, but I DO like him a lot. I might even love him." Seeing the skeptical look on Jane's face, Suzanne's voice took on a fiercer tone. "Just because I'm only 19 doesn't mean I don't know what love is. I've watched him for years! The two of you, really. But I have been hearing about him from my dad for years. And I've seen the headlines. I've heard all the gossip. I swear, cops gossip more than any girls at my high school ever did." Jane snorted, but didn't disagree. "I'm not some naive little girl." Jane arched an eyebrow at that. Suzanne blushed but continued. "OK. I'm a virgin. And Bethany and I are basically in the same boat. Except she's given a blowjob now and I haven't." Her shoulders slumped. "I want to do things with him. I'm still kinda embarrassed about this morning, but I was so turned on at the time. It felt so real! But I'm also worried. Bethany and Angela have each other, you know? So to answer your question, I think I'd say no. Not because I think I wouldn't like it, but because I'm scared. And nervous."

Jane felt for the girl. She seemed so earnest. And she was definitely a hottie. Still getting used to thinking shit like that. Wonder if I'll ever get used to it? Putting an arm around Suzanne, Jane pulled her close, giving her a side hug. Leaning her head close, Jane spoke. "You've got nothing to be embarrassed about. You've got a rockin' body and this morning was hot as fuck. Don't sell yourself short. That seductress thing you had going on was something else." Suzanne blushed again. Jane continued, "But here's what I'm offering. I'm offering help, if you want it. Nobody is gonna make you have sex with him before you're ready. But I feel like you might be up for some other stuff, or did I mis-read you on that?"

Suzanne bit her lip and shook her head. Wary of sending the wrong signal, she clarified. "You're not wrong. I think I'd like to do some other stuff. I don't think I'm ready for sex though. This is all so crazy, you know?"

Jane chuckled in agreement. "Crazy is the dude in a pink bunny suit, running down the street, trying to **** his landlord with a foot-long dildo. This shit is on a whole 'nother level, chica. But yeah. I know what you mean. I shouldn't be cool with Brewer staring at my tits, but I just don't give a shit. And I find it weird that I don't give a shit, but I can't seem to give a shit about that, either. So I'm just gonna lean into it, I guess. I can't see any way around it anyways. Besides, so far, it's not like I haven't enjoyed myself." She winked at Suzanne. Both women blushed. Jane cleared her throat. "So, you are saying that you'd like help, but that you'd decline an invitation tonight?"

Suzanne silently nodded. Then she looked at Jane and spoke. "But if you propositioned me, I'd have to go. And if you proposition me, that transformation says it'll be really good. So can you just make me? This time?"

Jane grinned. "Why of course. Suzanne, I'd like you to join me and Brewer for some wild three-way shit this evening."

Suzanne gulped and said in a soft voice, "OK."

*****

Hillary had taken her tray and dishes to the conveyor belt that took them and magically cleaned and shelved them. She turned around and let out a squeak of surprise when she found that she was face to face with Jane. "Uh, hey, Jane. You OK?", she asked.

"I'm good. Look. I wanted to talk with you about tonight. I'm taking Suzanne with me to Brewer's for the night."

"O...K?" Hillary was unsure why this information was relevant to her.

"I'm telling you, because we're about to leave and I wanted to talk to you about this before we do, since I won't see you until tomorrow morning. If you don't win the challenge tomorrow, I'm going to ask whoever does to take you along with them for the night."

Hillary paled. "Oh no. No. I don't think that's a good idea at all, Jane. Thanks but no thanks."

Jane was undeterred. "Hillary, look at the scoreboard. You're in 6th. The only person you're beating is a teenaged virgin. Hell! The other virgin here has more points than you. We don't know how many challenges there are or how long we'll be here. We all need to get VP though, unless you have forgotten what the consequences are?" Hillary shuddered in response. Jane, seeing that her audience was on the same page with her continued, "So we need to work together. On the challenges, it's every woman for herself. I'm going to try and win every single one of them, and I'm pretty sure that most everyone here feels the same way. But after the challenges, THAT'S what I'm talking about. We can share nights with Brewer. For you, you might be better off with a swim buddy, at least your first night with him. But look. Brewer is getting up, so I gotta run. Just think about it, OK?" Jane reached out and squeezed Hillary's shoulder. "Look. Everyone's got their tits out for you. Don't be afraid to accept help. See ya in the morning!" And with that, Jane hurried back over to the table, whispered something to the twins, and tapping Suzanne on the arm, walked with the tall goth to where Dave stood waiting by the door. After the trio left, Sage clapped her hands, getting everyone's attention.

"You're on your own until lights out at eleven. I'll see you in the morning ladies. Sleep well, for tomorrow, we have a challenge and another transformation vote! Ta ta!" With a twirl of her hand, Sage disappeared.

Grace spoke up. "I'm going to go check out the Trading Post, if anyone wants to come with." Having nothing better to do, the rest of the group accompanied her.

*****

It was a quiet, awkward walk on the way to Dave's cabin. When he had realized that Suzanne was accompanying them, he had spluttered and stuttered until Jane whispered something in his ear that shut him up. After they had been walking for a bit, Jane tapped Dave on the shoulder and motioned him on ahead. Jane held Suzanne back and allowed a gap to form between them and Dave. "You're not regretting this, are you?", she asked Suzanne.

"No." Suzanne laughed quietly. "Not yet, anyways."

Jane smiled. "Good. Look. I've obviously never done this", she indicated herself, Suzanne, and finally, Dave. "Before, but I've done the boy/girl thing plenty. I just wanted to talk to you and get an idea of what you were comfortable with. You said no to sex, right?" Seeing the expression on the teenager's face, Jane hastened to clarify. "It's totally fine! If you want to, that's also fine! I just didn't want to accidentally put you in a spot where you'd be compelled to and maybe regret it later, is all." Seeing the relieved look from Suzanne, Jane pressed on. "You OK with a live handjob?" Nod. "Blowjob?" Another nod, less confidently. "Him going down on you?" A blush that couldn't be seen in the gloom and a nod, with a smile. "Me going down on you?" A shy smile and another nod. "Going down on me?" Another nod. Jane didn't hide her surprise. "Really? Did you fool around with some girls before?"

Suzanne shook her head no. Bashfully, she told Jane an abbreviated version of the dream she and the twins had shared. She glossed over anything that got close to outing the twins' secret. She wanted to keep her promise to Angela, after all. Suzanne thought that of all the people present, Jane would have the least problem with the twin's having sex with each other. Suzanne also told Jane about her and Bethany from before dinner. She left Angela's involvement out altogether.

"Right. I'm more or less in the same boat. My first time with a woman was last night as well. And again this morning. And this afternoon..." Jane grinned at Suzanne. "Again, I know it's that mental shit, but I can't for the life of me see what the big deal is. Why old me never tried it, I don't know. Anyways, I think we have plenty to work with here. More than enough to blow Brewer's little mind, of that I'm certain." Frowning, Jane seemed to debate whether to ask a question, and making up her mind, turned back to Suzanne. "So have you uh, ever used toys before? Like a vibrator?" Suzanne shook her head no. Jane considered. "It's just... your first time... That's a pretty large dick. Not the biggest in the world or anything, but definitely on the large side of the spectrum. I don't know how much you've talked about this kind of stuff with your friends, but that first time can be a bastard."

Suzanne nodded and smiled shyly. "I don't have a hymen. I used to ride horses. Equestrian stuff. You know, show jumping and all that?" Jane nodded. Suzanne continued. "After an afternoon of practicing, when I got home, I went to go shower. I looked in my panties and there was blood. It wasn't my period. I freaked out. Let me tell you, having that conversation at the age of 15 with my dad was a ton of fun." She laughed softly and sighed. "My mom had died several years before. That was one of the times I missed her the most."

Jane pulled Suzanne in for a hug and kept her arm around the taller girl's waist as they continued walking. "That had to suck. I'm so sorry for you. I remember when it happened." Jane laughed. "Yeah, knowing your dad, I bet he was more freaked out than you were."

Suzanne joined in the laughter. "You're probably right. But yeah, thanks to Barnaby's Famous Expedition, I don't have a cherry." At Jane's confused look, Suzanne giggled and explained. "The horse. You know how people give show horses these pretentious, ridiculous names? That was the name of the horse I rode that day."

"Ahh. That makes a hell of a lot more sense. I was seriously confused for a second. Lost like a blind lesbian at a fish market."

Suzanne snorted. "Jane!" But there was no actual outrage. Smiling, Suzanne gripped Jane's hand. "Thank you for looking out for me. I'm still nervous about tonight, but I'm also getting kind of excited. I don't know if it's because of me, or you, or the transformation, or, or Dave", she stumbled a little over his name. Jane noticed and grinned. "I'm good if you use that transformation on me for the stuff we talked about. It'll probably make it easier for me." Looking to make sure that Dave was still out of earshot, Suzanne continued. "Besides, did you see him tonight? I think he really liked it when Angela was telling Bethany what to do to him. We could do that if you want."

Jane felt a spike of arousal. Suzanne had spoken aloud what Jane had been fantasizing about in the back of her mind as they had walked and talked. She knew there would be no issue with her not being wet enough for Brewer to fuck her. Smiling back at Suzanne, Jane gave the goth's ass a little squeeze and then a soft smack. "I think you're right on the money, sweet cheeks. Let's hustle up and catch up to him before he gets his feelings hurt. Also, nice ass!" Giving Suzanne's ass a little firmer smack, Jane increased her pace to catch up with Dave. Smiling and rubbing the spot where Jane had spanked her, Suzanne increased her speed as well.

*****

Once the Master and his harem had left the dining Hall, Sage walked over to the table, and picking up one of the glasses that had been left, sniffed the contents. Frowning, she dipped a finger in the liquid and touched it to her tongue. Spitting, Sage fumed.

"Terry! I know you can hear me! What the fuck is up with the water?"

"No! I'm not talking about global pollution or erosion! You know EXACTLY what I'm talking about and you have exactly three seconds to explain or I swear I will-"

"What? She said that? Tell me EXACTLY what Shar said."

"She said, 'I'm trying to make the show more interesting so you'll get better ratings?' That's it? Word for word?"

"And you just thought you'd keep this little nugget of information to yourself? You didn't think that I might want to know that someone had spiked the camp's water supply with fucking aphrodisiacs? That thought didn't cross your mind?"

"I am well aware of who she is. I am well aware that she's a host and you're not. Terry, I don't expect you to try and fucking stop her. I expect you to fucking TELL me when somebody is fucking with my show! " Sage slumped into a chair and slowly banged her head on the table. Sitting up and pinching the bridge of her nose, she took a deep breath and sighed. In a quieter, more exhausted tone of voice, she continued. "Terry, this is it. I'm putting you on official notice. I told you what would happen if you continued to fuck things up. Not telling me about tampering with the water supply is a major fuckup. This is strike one. Two more and you're out. Sister or no. There's way more than just my ass on the line here. For my sake, and everyone else's, I'll sacrifice you to save the rest. Security falls under your responsibilities. That means I expect to be notified when it is breached. I don't expect you to fight off a host. I don't expect you to fix it. I don't WANT you to fix it. I just want to be TOLD. I expect to be told if something even looks suspicious. I don't like this, but my mind is made up. Mom might bitch about it, but at the end of the day, she'll understand. She did the same thing to Aunt Constance, remember? Last chance, Terry. I mean it. Now might be a good time to go over the safeguards put in place and look for any weak spots. Dismissed."

"No. The damage is done. The last thing I need is the Master and his harem second-guessing of themselves and a serious drop in hook-ups. Leave it for now. Soon enough they won't need it to get things started. But for now, they're probably thinking it's the stress of the new situation they find themselves in, or maybe giving the magic more credit than is strictly due. Regardless, I don't want to see a huge drop in ratings. We might as well see where this goes. Not a word to any of the harem or the Master about this. Understood?

"Good. Bye."

Sage groaned. She had been more than a little bit surprised at how enthusiastic the harem had seemed about engaging in sexual activities with each other. Finding out that another host had what? Sabotaged? That tall bitch would probably call it a harmless prank. Influenced? "Helped?" her season had immediately soured her good mood. Watching the twins put on a show for the whole harem had given her hope that sooner rather than later, the whole harem would fall in line and make her job considerably easier. While end result would still be the same, Sage was irritated that she could no longer take full credit. Who could say what kind of sexy shenanigans the cast would have gotten up to without a supernatural boost to their libidos? Probably not as much as has already happened, Sage admitted to herself. What's done is done. Maybe I wasn't completely full of shit thinking that this might be a blessing in disguise. Maybe my sister will get her shit together. Sage sighed and summoned a bottle. Withdrawing the stopper, she put it to her lips and turned the bottle up.

*****

On the walk to the Trading Post, Louise found herself side by side with Grace. Having never met the woman before being cosmically kidnapped, Louise was struggling to make sense of the woman. Earlier in the morning when the experiment regarding Grace's emotions over her contractual obligations had gone completely sideways had been the most that she had heard the woman speak. During dinner, Louise couldn't help but notice that Grace's score had jumped substantially since that morning. Deciding that bluntness was the way to go when dealing with the ever-practical Grace, Louise decided to hell with it, and started talking. "So, uh, Grace. I saw the scoreboard. Mind if I ask what you did?" As the words left her mouth, Louise kicked herself. I sound like a fucking jealous wife! Hastily, she added, "I think it's great! Really! I'm mainly just curious. If that's OK. I know this is weird, but-"

"I blew him twice and let him cum on my face", came the matter-of-fact response. Louise barely kept herself from tripping over a tree root.

"O-oo kay. I guess that answers my question." Blushing, Louise couldn't help herself. "Did he like it? How did you do it? What was it like when he... when he came on your face? I don't think I've ever done that. I know I never did before him, and I don't think I did with him. It just seemed so... objectifying to me. But I dunno... Did you like it?"

If Grace was offended by Louise's questions, she didn't show it. Hillary and the twins had both closed the distance between them and Grace to better hear the details. Hillary had known the basics, but found herself curious about the details as well. "I went wandering and found myself at his cabin. I wasn't trying to find him. I just kind of ended up there. When I knocked on the door, he slipped on his way to answer it and fell. I was worried, so I went inside. He was naked and... aroused." Grace cleared her throat. "I was still pretty worked up from earlier in the morning. When I checked on him, he was fine, just a little drunk. One thing led to another, and I basically did a repeat of my date sim with him. Except I jerked him off onto my face on the second one. He kind of passed out after that and I just wandered around until I went to the cabin to clean up for dinner. Hillary came in as I was getting out of the shower and filled me in more or less on the plan for dinner." Grace paused, considering. "As for did he like it, I like to think the evidence points to yes. He did say that he hadn't ever given a girl a facial before, so I think that answers your question about the two of you, Louise. But yeah, I think he enjoyed it. He said it was hot, the power he felt. Maybe it was the novelty of the situation? I'm not sure. As for how I felt? It was fun. It was hot. He had made me feel good. He made me feel good about my body and he clearly was enjoying what I was doing to him. It's just cum. If he wants to cum on my face, I don't really care. I'd rather not get it in my eye, so I'd like a warning. And unless a shower is in the near future, I'd like to keep it out of my hair. But it never really bothered me. I've only had a handful of sexual partners, but all of them seemed to really like that. I don't want that every time. It does kind of make a mess, and while some guys will kiss you after you blow them, I don't know too many who want to make out with you when your face is covered in cum. So, yeah. Every now and again, why not? It's no different really than wanting to come on my breasts. Or my butt, you know? But my preference is to swallow. The taste never really bothered me, and it produces the least mess out of the available options, usually. But I expect him to kiss me afterwards. If I'm willing to kiss him after he's gone down on me, I expect the same in return, you know?"

"Damn Grace! You give off a serious ice queen vibe, but damn! We need to talk!" Angela was clearly impressed. "I'm not calling you an ice queen, by the way. It's just... you're so quiet and you're so... professional? I think? Something about you just makes me think that you'd be pretty straight-laced in the sack." Feeling more and more like she was putting her foot in her mouth, Angela hastened to finish her thoughts. "N-not that there's anything wrong with that! Different strokes and all that... It just surprised me, is all. I've only let one boy do that to me. He broke up with me a week later. I heard he was bragging about it in the locker room at school. I made sure that an anonymous email circulated with a picture of him with a butt plug in. I wouldn't have told anyone about it, but I caught hell for a while about the facial. My general attitude towards sex is 'to each their own', but privacy and discretion matter."

"That was YOU???" Bethany was scandalized. "Didn't he transfer like a week after that?"

"Yep. Too bad they have the internet all over the state", replied Angela smugly. "There was a reason that nobody fucked with you when I told them to back off. I don't believe in half-measures. Curiously enough, the facial comments stopped right about the same time. I never really trusted a boy enough to do that again. I'd let someone fuck my ass before I let them give me a facial. I DID do anal instead of a facial." She laughed. "But since we're all apparently stuck with this guy for forever or whatever, I dunno. Maybe I'll have him give Beth one and see how it goes." At the shocked look on her sister's face, Angela gave Bethany's butt a gentle swat. "Don't act like the idea doesn't turn you on. You know it'd be hot if I made you."

"Just like it'd be hot if I made YOU", Bethany retorted with a grin.

Grace turned to the twins, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Since personal questions are apparently fair game tonight, you mind explaining what's up with you two?" At the nervous expression on the twins' faces, Grace tried re-wording her request. "I'm not judging or anything. You both seem fine with whatever. I'm just curious if you can explain the dynamic you two have going on. I'm merely curious."

It was Bethany who answered. "It's definitely strange. I'm not entirely sure I can explain it, but here goes. Right now, I know that if Angela really wants me to do something, I know that I'm going to do it. And I won't be upset about it. Can't be upset about it. It feels good to obey. It uh, turns me on."

"And whenever I tell her to do something, it's like a zap right to my pussy", Angela added. "And then there's the whole 'I feel what she feels' thing. Lemme tell you, I'm glad it's only sex stuff. But it's wild. Feeling someone playing with your tits and there's nobody there in front of you." She grinned. "And to echo what she said, I'm not upset about her telling me to do stuff. It DID feel good in that sim thing to follow her orders. I just can't explain it other than that. Like, I get this overriding urge to tell her to do something, and not just tell her. It's the urge to dominate her, to objectify her." She looked at Bethany with a sly expression. "I'll bet anyone 200 BP that right now Beth's pussy is wet hearing me just talk about objectifying her." Beth's eyes widened in surprise as she turned a startled expression to Angela. "Anyone?"

"Let's say for the sake of the argument that I accept your wager. How would we know? Honor system?", Grace asked, giving Angela a wink that only she could see.

"That's a good question. I don't think the honor system would work. I think I'd just have to order her to show you", Angela said thoughtfully.

As Bethany was opening her mouth to most likely protest Angela's suggestion, Grace grinned and said, "Deal. 200 BP says she's not wet."

Angela smiled widely at Grace before turning to Bethany. "Well, big sister? How about you show us how wet your pussy is."

Bethany shuddered and bit back a moan. Haltingly, she reached her hand down and worked it into her pants. A quick hiss of breath from Angela was the only indication that Bethany had touched herself. But when her fingers reappeared, they were shiny and wet.

Grace: -200 BP => 8600 BP

Angela: +200 BP => 5100 BP

"I see", said Grace. Turning to Bethany, she said, "I'm sorry if that embarrassed you. But am I correct in my assumption that it excited you quite a lot?"

"It's fine", said Bethany shyly. "And yeah. I SO didn't want to do that, but at the same time, it felt sooo good to obey."

The group settled into a companionable silence as they walked. Louise, quiet for the majority of the walk, nudged Angela and indicated with a gesture to slow down. Angela nodded and the two soon found themselves separated from the rest. Turning to Louise, Angela said, "What's up?"

Louise bit her lip, and after double-checking that the rest of the group was out of earshot, said, "So uh, your roommate is staying with David tonight and my roommate is, too. And I, uh, still have a couple of um, orgasms? that I need to give before midnight. Would you girls be up for a sleepover?" Louise tried to keep her tone neutral. She was pretty confident that Hillary would help her if she asked, but Louise felt that being intimate with a couple of relative strangers would be easier than if she were to ask her best friend.

"Sure. That's fine", Angela said. "I'm guessing you'd rather not announce this to everyone?"

"Yeah, if that's OK. I know this is a thing that I'm going to have to get used to. I just don't think I could do it in front of everyone. Like, uh-"

"Like I made Bethany?", Angela cut in. Angela let Louise flounder for a few more seconds before smiling at the taller woman. "It's fine. I know it was kinda ****. But in fairness, she did it first to me."

Louise laughed and nodded. "You've got a point. Thanks. You know. For being understanding about my... situation."

"No biggie", Angela replied. "You're telling me I'm going to have a couple of orgasms and all I have to do is lie there while some tall hottie goes down on me? And I don't have to do ANYTHING? A couple of days ago, I'd probably tell you to fuck off. But now... I dunno how to explain it, but yeah. Why the fuck not?" She grinned. "C'mon. Lets catch back up before they think we're lost." And with that, the two women made their way back to the group.

*****

Dave, Suzanne, and Jane walked up the steps to the front porch of his cabin. Turning to Suzanne and Jane, he said, "Obviously I find you both very attractive. But I don't want anyone doing anything they're not comfortable with. Can you both promise me that?" He looked from one face to the other. Jane immediately nodded and smiled at him. Suzanne blushed, but also nodded.

"Funny you should mention it, Brewer", Jane said. "That's just what we were talking about when I told you I needed a second alone with Suze here. We've established some guidelines about what is and isn't on the table for tonight."

"Don't I get any say in what's going on?", Dave asked. "I'm supposedly the Master or whatever." He tried to keep the pout out of his voice.

Jane laughed. "No. you just get to sit there and let the two of us have our way with you. Tough burden, I know, but sometimes it be like that." She put an arm around Suzanne's shoulders. "Besides, don't you trust me? I'm your partner, Brewer. I'm pretty sure I have a good idea of what you will enjoy."

Dave couldn't help himself. Images of the three of them in various acts gave him the beginnings of an erection. Suzanne and Jane both noticed. Jane's smile turned predatory. Reaching out, she grabbed Suzanne's hand, and placed it on Dave's swiftly growing cock. Keeping her own hand over Suzanne's, Jane squeezed, enjoying the groan she extracted from Dave. Opening the door, Dave turned to the two women who held him captive in the most pleasant way. "It's a lot more comfortable inside", he said.

Giving one more gentle squeeze, Jane released him and preceded him into the cabin, Suzanne close behind. Dave took a minute to appreciate the view from behind of both women. God help me, but those are two spectacular asses. One was of the toned, youthful variety that came from lots of running. The other, was a somewhat larger, though by no means fat, specimen that was a result of good genetics and squats. Walking inside, Jane took in her surroundings. It appeared the same spatial magic was at play here inside Brewer's cabin as was in the harem's. There was a large living area with overstuffed armchairs and a couch arranged around a giant screen mounted on the wall. There was a large, rustic farmhouse table that had chairs enough to seat twelve people. Further back was a kitchen that would make any chef happy. The counters were a gorgeous butcher block and wrapped the entire area. There was an island with bar stool seating as well. She saw a massive range with 8 burners and both a grill and griddle. Under the window in the back wall was an enormous farmhouse sink. The refrigerator looked bigger than her closet in her apartment. Underneath the range were two ovens, mounted side by side. Hanging from hooks above the island was a collection of pots and pans for any cooking application. She whistled. Cooking might not have been her strong suit, but she thought that with a kitchen like that, it might be. On an end table next to the couch, Jane spied a Trading Post tablet. Picking it up, she began to peruse what was on offer. Turning towards Dave, but without taking her eyes off of the screen in front of her, Jane asked him if he could grab a few bottles of water for them. As he turned to go to the kitchen, Jane reached out and gently snagged Suzanne's arm as she went to follow. "Hey. There's some things here that might be fun for tonight. What do you think?" Pointing at the screen, Jane continued, "This and this will be my treat. But take a look and see if there's anything that jumps out at you."

Looking at what Jane had pointed out, Suzanne read.

Gag be Gone: Do you like giving your man head but can't give him that deep throat experience? Do you wish you could stick your hand down your throat for no particular reason? Is this just something that the cool kids have that you also want? If you answered yes to any of these questions, have we got the product for you! For a paltry 400 BP, that pesky reflex will disappear for 48 hours. You'll still have to come up for air, and you're not going to get any special sensations out of this. No ma'am. This here temporary transformation is a purely mechanical modification. Act now and upgrade to a permanent version for 1400 BP!*

*This transformation does NOT require the consent of the recipient, nor will they be aware of it until the purchaser informs them.

Not Your Granny's Blindfold: So. You like the idea of sensory deprivation, do you? Are you a top? Bottom? Switch? Doesn't matter! With this ultra deluxe blindfold, you can control ALL of your partner's sensory input. Want them to see, but not hear? No problem. Hear and touch, but not taste, smell, or see? We got you, fam! This blindfold uses our patented Impulse Magic to allow whoever puts the blindfold on to control what the settings on it are. Additionally, once put on, the wearer may not take it off for 8 hours. Only the person who put it on may remove it earlier. Should you put it on the Master, his wishes will override yours, however. This must-have for any budding toy collection can be yours for the bargain price of 800 BP.

Suzanne blushed and looked at Jane. Jane smiled back at her. "Well if you're buying me that, then I want to buy it for you, too. But, uh, who is the blindfold for?" Suzanne couldn't help but picture herself as the one wearing it. She didn't know if that thought made her more nervous or aroused.

"To start with, I thought we'd put it on Brewer. Then maybe play a game of 'Guess Who's Doing What?' with him", Jane replied in a low voice. "I figured that if he couldn't see you, that might make some things easier for you. And who knows? Maybe we all play that game at some point?" She flashed Suzanne a cheeky grin and a wink.

Suzanne shivered. This is real. This is about to happen. Holy shit this is about to happen! Not trusting herself to speak without giving away how nervous she was, Suzanne blushed and shyly nodded. Making up her mind, she selected the permanent Gag be Gone and highlighted Jane's name. A confirmation prompt appeared. She selected yes and looked at Jane questioningly.

Suzanne: -1400 BP New Balance: 3000 BP

"What? Did you do something?", Jane asked.

Suzanne smiled and nodded. Looking back to the screen and scrolled down. Selecting another option and buying it before she could change her mind, Suzanne confirmed her purchase and handed the tablet back to Jane.

Suzanne: -1800 BP New Balance: 1200 BP

Jane, not wanting to press Suzanne on what she had bought, quickly selected and purchased the two items she had shown Suzanne, selecting Suzanne as the recipient of the Gag be Gone. Seeing Brewer returning, she hastily put the tablet back on the table.

Jane: -2200 BP New Balance: 2100 BP

Taking the water from Dave, Jane thanked him. Next to the table where Jane had placed the tablet were two parcels, both wrapped in plain brown paper, one with her name on it and the other with Suzanne's. Taking her package, Jane opened it up to reveal what looked like a simple, if nice, sleep mask/blindfold. As she held it, the text description from the store popped up. Smiling to herself, she turned to Dave. "I am going to need you to trust me for this next part, Brewer, OK? I promise, you're gonna love it. What I need for you to do is let me put this on you real quick,"

Dave looked between the two women and shrugging his shoulders, nodded. As Jane placed it over his eyes, he let out a startled noise. "What the hell? How can I see you?" Reaching for the blindfold, he appeared to struggle with it for a second before it lifted off of his face. "Jane, what is this?"

Taking the blindfold from his un-protesting hands, Jane placed it back on his face. "Brewer, magic, remember? What I need you to do is go upstairs, get undressed, and lie down on your bed on your back. You're going to call out to us down here when you do. After you call out to us, I'm going to turn the sight and hearing functions off. We're going to play a little game with you. You're going to have to identify us by touch, taste, smell, or whatever else EXCEPT sight and sound. Trust me, there will be prizes for you if you're correct. You in?" Seeing the hungry look in his eyes, Jane laughed. "Of course you are. Now." She gave him a quick swat to his ass. "Off you go and up the stairs. Don't take too long or we might just start without you. Down here." She reached out and pulled Suzanne to her. Holding Suzanne's back to her front, Jane looked at him, holding her head against the taller teen's shoulder. Wrapping her arms around Suzanne, Jane's hands traced teasingly over the goth girl's torso and legs without quite touching her breasts or crotch. Jane felt Suzanne shiver.

Swallowing, Dave nodded and headed upstairs. Jane thought it might have been thirty seconds, maybe less, when they heard him call down that he was ready. Jane called back a reminder that she was about to turn off sight and sound. Getting confirmation, with a thought it was done.

Turning Suzanne so that they were face to face, Jane looked the taller woman in the eye. "Anything you want to add or subtract from the stuff we talked about? This is the last chance before showtime", she said with a wink.

Suzanne gulped, but shook her head.

"Not good enough. You gotta say it", said Jane, all joking gone from her voice. "I need there to be no misunderstandings, OK?"

Suzanne nodded. "I understand. I trust you, Jane. I'm good with what we talked about on the trail." Suzanne was proud that her voice came out steady.

Grinning, Jane pressed the taller teen. "What, specifically would that be?"

Suzanne colored. Jane admired the way her pale skin flushed, whether in arousal, shame, or a combination of the two. "I'm uh, I'm good with hand- handjobs, b-blowjobs, him uh going down on me?, um", Suzanne's blush deepened. "Um, if you go down on me?, and uh, you know, if uh, I, um-"

"If you what, sweetie?" Jane couldn't help herself. Making Suzanne flustered was doing serious things to her arousal.

Suzanne looked down, as she started to speak, but Jane put a finger under Suzanne's chin and gently **** the teen to make eye contact with her. "If I go down on you." The sentence started soft, but ended on a whisper. Taking pity on the girl, Jane smiled. Placing a hand to either side of Suzanne's face, she pulled the taller woman down into a kiss. What started as an affectionate, tender kiss, soon escalated. Jane was pleasantly surprised when she felt Suzanne's tongue against her lips. Opening her mouth, she allowed Suzanne to taste her while their tongues battled. Jane gave an approving growl when she felt Suzanne's hands slide down her back and firmly grip her ass. Jane, deciding she had waited long enough, snaked one hand down to Suzanne's ass and squeezed, pulling the taller girl towards her. Her other hand cupped Suzanne's breast, finding the hard nub of Suzanne's nipple proudly poking out. Giving the nipple the gentlest of pinches, and delighting in the surprised, aroused noise that it produced, Jane broke the kiss and stepped back. "Well. Uh, wow. That was something all right." Smiling, Jane began undressing. "I think it'd be better if there weren't any clothes in the way, you know?"

Suzanne mutely nodded. She found that she couldn't keep her eyes off of Jane's body as the shorter woman undressed. Not able to stop herself, Suzanne reached out and palmed Jane's exposed breast as she leaned over to untie her shoes. She marveled at the feel of it. The heft. The softness, the firmness. Suzanne briefly wondered what she would look like with bigger breasts. She compared hers to Jane's. Depending on the brand, Suzanne was a larger B cup or a smaller C. She guessed Jane was a D, although with more petite women, she had a harder time telling. She definitely knew that Jane's were bigger than hers though.

Jane sucked in a breath with a hiss. "There's time for that later, mija, right now, we have a date with a big ol' cock. Chop chop!"

Grinning back at Jane, Suzanne finished undressing. Picking up the parcel with her name on it, she turned to Jane, finding the other woman openly checking her out. Suzanne instinctively turned away, somewhat embarrassed. Jane immediately reached out and turned her back to face her.

"Suzanne, you are gorgeous. I would commit several felonies to have legs like yours. Or to be so tall! And I love your boobs. I just wanna hold them and play with them. You've got absolutely NOTHING to be ashamed of. Got me?"

Blushing, Suzanne nodded. "You are too. I was just thinking about my boobs. Yours are so much bigger. I know I'm not flat, but I saw how he looked at you earlier..." Her voice trailed off.

"Trust me, Suze. Any tits are good tits according to Brewer. Of THAT, I can promise you. We've had that talk before. More than once." Jane chuckled. "I promise. He looked at you and loved what he saw. Now", Jane held Suzanne's hands. "Right now, I want you to come upstairs with me for a threesome with the Master. I want us to play with him and with each other. I want to play a game where the person wearing the blindfold has to guess who is pleasuring them."

Suzanne's already wet pussy got wetter. She ground her thighs together as Jane spoke. She felt it. The compulsion. Jane had made it formal. Suzanne was definitely going to go have a threesome with her crush and his longtime partner. She couldn't recall being so nervous or turned on before in her life. She took the hand Jane extended to her and let the shorter woman lead her up the stairs to the waiting Master. She does have a nice juicy butt, Suzanne thought. Impulsively, she gave it a little swat, startling Jane, who looked back at her with a hungry expression. Suzanne had VERY much enjoyed watching the shockwave ripple across the caramel-colored cheek. She had been amazed at how firm Jane's ass had been. She wanted to spank it again.

Reaching the top of the stairs, the girls discovered that the entire, cavernous upstairs area was one giant loft. In the middle was a bed so large that she thought that all eight of them would have room to sleep and then some. Taking up one end of the room was a massive shower, again, easily big enough to accommodate the entire harem. She didn't bother counting how many jets and shower heads poked out from the walls. Most of the ceiling of the shower was one giant showerhead. An impressively large double vanity occupied one wall with a large storage system next to one end. She saw with interest that there appeared to be a large cubby with each of the harem members' names burned into the stained wooden doors of the cubby cabinet. Down at the opposite end of the loft, Suzanne did a double-take. There appeared to be a large assortment of BDSM stuff lining the walls and occupying the floorspace. She was able to recognize arm and leg cuffs, some floggers, and a sybian, but the majority of the equipment was unknown to her. Turning back to the bed, she was greeted with the sight of Dave, laying on his back, arms behind his head, sporting a massive erection. Suzanne looked to Jane, who had likewise been checking out the highlights of the Master's suite or floor or whatever he wanted to call it.

"Brewer." Dave started and sat up. Jane chuckled and continued speaking. "Just for the moment, I turned the audio back on. We're about to play a game called, 'Who's That Sucking My Cock?' I'm pretty sure you will understand how this game is played, but since you're a man with a boner, I'm not sure how much blood flow your brain is getting, so I will use small words." Dave snorted. "As you might have guessed from the name, we're going to take turns blowing you. If you get it right, you get a prize. We'll also try other things to see if you can tell us apart. And, just so you hear it from her, tell him Suzanne. Tell him what we talked about." Jane turned an expectant expression towards Suzanne.

"Jane and I talked about what I'm comfortable doing. And I trust her. And, uh, I want to um, do this", Suzanne managed to say.

"So, if there are no further questions, we'll get started. If you need something, maybe snap your fingers or clap or something? I'd love to keep you wondering who is who for as long as possible. You saw that if you really want to, you can take the blindfold off. But I'd really like you to keep it on. It'll make things more fun. Is that OK?", Jane asked.

"Uh yeah. That's fine. I mean, um, couldn't I just say something like, 'time out?' Would that work?" Dave couldn't keep the grin off of his face. Fake it til you make it, he thought. He felt exposed and extremely **** in his current circumstance. The dating sim was one thing. He hadn't known exactly what was going to happen beforehand. This was an entirely different scenario. He tried to affect a nonchalant attitude, partly to relax Jane and Suzanne, but mostly to try and calm his nerves.

Jane laughed. "I suppose so. But if your mouth is otherwise occupied, snap or clap or something. OK. You ready? I'm about to turn the audio back off. Wouldn't want to give you any unfair clues."

Dave shook his head. "I'm ready, I guess. Are you sure- Oh fuck!" Jane, anticipating that Dave would say something to try and talk himself out of what he was clearly interested in taking place, acted by pouncing on the bed, and grabbing Dave's cock, giving it a long, slow lick from root to tip.

Jane turned and grinned at Suzanne. "He can't hear us anymore. Do you want to have a turn? Do you want to watch? Maybe go sit that sweet little peach on his face?" Jane felt her lust build. She could clearly see how wet Suzanne was, the inner thighs of the teen glistening with her juices. "Come over here, at least and sit on the other side of him", Jane invited, gesturing with one hand while the other slowly stroked Dave's cock, producing intermittent groans of pleasure.

Nodding, Suzanne walked over and knelt across from Jane. She was burning with a powerful combination of nervousness and arousal. This was so much like the sim, yet entirely different. Silently, she watched Jane play with Dave's cock. Mixing in stroking with licks, occasionally taking more into her mouth. Suzanne stared, transfixed. Unthinkingly, she began lightly toying with her pussy, her other hand reaching up to gently play with her breast. Jane, continued, eyes closed, reveling in the different noises she was able to make the Master make. Opening her eyes, Jane watched Suzanne. The tall goth had her eyes closed, head tilted back, one hand gently playing with her sex while the other cupped her breast, playing with her nipple. Jane sat up, continuing to stroke Dave. Reaching out, she grasped the wrist between Suzanne's legs. Startled, Suzanne jumped. Realizing what she had been doing, the teen looked down, embarrassed.

"Suzanne, look at me." Jane didn't ask, she told. Slowly, the pale-skinned woman met Jane's eyes. Jane, who had never released Suzanne's wrist, slowly pulled it and the hand attached to it towards herself. Opening her mouth, Jane guided the fingers that were shining with Suzanne's juices to her mouth. Taking them into her mouth and cleaning them with her tongue, Jane purred. Releasing Dave's cock, Jane guided Suzanne's hand to take its place stroking Dave. Suzanne, who had watched Jane taste her pussy with wide eyes, gave Jane a shy smile and began working on Dave's cock. Jane patted the space in between Dave's legs, and Suzanne, understanding, obliged her and knelt between Dave's legs. "Why don't you taste him, sweetie?", murmured to Suzanne. "You won't gag. Ever again. Have some fun! I know I'm about to." And with a wink, Jane knee-walked up to Dave's head, where she straddled his face and leaning forward, grabbed his hands with hers. Suzanne watched, transfixed. She could see a gap between Dave's lips and Jane's. She watched as his tongue extended and tasted his partner. Jane moaned. Dave moaned. It was like nothing Suzanne had ever experienced. She watched as the Master's tongue withdrew from Jane's nether lips, still connected to her by streams of saliva or pussy juice, or some combination thereof. As Dave began licking Jane in earnest, Suzanne got back to the task at hand.

Suzanne began giving Dave a blowjob. However, try as she might, she just couldn't get over the memory of gagging the last time she had tried. In her head, she knew that Jane had bought a transformation for her, but she was just scared, she finally admitted to herself. Leaning back, Suzanne continued to stroke Dave while he feasted on Jane's pussy. "Jane? Could you uh, help me with something?", Suzanne asked.

Looking back over her shoulder at the teenaged goth, Jane's face scrunched in pleasure before she breathily responded, "Sure. What", gasp, "Do you need?"

Suzanne, finding her courage, managed to look Jane in the face as she replied. "I know that I can take him all the way, but I'm just scared. I keep thinking about when I almost puked during the sim. That is NOT sexy. Can you help me?"

Jane smiled and nodded. Tapping Dave on the cheek, she climbed off of Dave's face and came to kneel next to Suzanne. "Go ahead, sweetheart. I'll help."

Suzanne nodded. She had been thinking that Jane would show her that she could do it, but Jane was apparently going to coach her through it. She began sucking his cock again closing her eyes. She recalled what she had done in the sim, and flattened her tongue to rub against the underside of his cock while her hand stroked in time with her mouth's movements. "Take a deep breath", she heard Jane say. Suzanne did so without questioning. Jane had been playing with Suzanne's hair, gently rubbing her head. Suzanne was therefore startled when she felt Jane put both hands on the back of her head and push. Her eyes flew open and her hands shot out to the sides. She braced for the inevitable feeling of gagging, but the only sensation she was aware of was the feel of her lips on the skin at the base of Dave's cock. Holy shit! I did it! It worked! Suzanne nearly came from the thought of what she was doing.

"Fucking hell!" Dave jerked, inadvertently pushing a little further into Suzanne's throat. Jane leaned down and kissed Suzanne's cheek while still keeping one hand on the back of Suzanne's head. "There you go. See? Nothing to worry about! Mmmm... You look so hot with a mouth full of cock. I think you might have earned a treat!" Before Suzanne could register what Jane was doing, the shorter woman had scampered behind Suzanne. Leaning forward, Jane reached around and began fondling Suzanne's breasts. Suzanne moaned in pleasure, which in turn caused Dave to flinch at the wonderful vibrations assaulting his cock. "Try swallowing", Jane suggested. She could tell immediately when Suzanne did by watching Dave. His head lolled from side to side, bliss evident on his face. "Good girl. Such a good girl." Jane gently tweaked a nipple as she pressed herself against Suzanne's back. Jane slowly trailed her other hand down to the dripping pussy between the other girl's legs. Suzanne made no move to stop her, instead, she slightly widened her legs, to make access easier for Jane. Jane's fingers lightly played over Suzanne's lips, soon coated in the younger woman's juices. Jane began alternating between playing with Suzanne's clit and working first one, and then two fingers inside the teenager's pussy. Suzanne, for her part, was gamely impaling her face on Dave's cock. She likewise was varying her approach. Sometimes, shallower bobs with more stroking from her hand, sometimes a plunge to the root, only to come right back up again, sometimes going all the way down and staying there until her need for breath brought her back up.

Suzanne was on fire. She had been nearly to orgasm just from playing with herself earlier. When she had taken over from Jane, the brief respite was quickly overcome once the older woman began playing with her. Suzanne wanted to scream. Jane would take her to the edge and then back off. It was delicious agony. Inwardly, she smiled to herself. She was doing the same thing to Dave. His clenched fists pounded the mattress as he moaned incoherently. With a start, Suzanne realized Jane had quit fingering her. Just as she settled back in to finish Dave off, she felt a puff of breath against her pussy, and then her world turned white. Jane had gone straight for her clit. Suzanne sucked in a deep breath and moaned. "Oh God yes! Right there! I'm cummmmmmmming!" Jane's arms wrapped around her thighs, holding Suzanne's pussy to her face. As Suzanne came, she attacked Dave's cock with a renewed fury.

"Oh shit! I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!" Dave sounded frantic. Suzanne just moaned all the more. "Oh fuck yes! Fuck! Yes!", Dave gasped out. Suzanne felt the cock in her throat pulse. She could feel as it shot rope after rope of cum straight down her throat. She moaned.

Blowjob! +8 VP

Suzanne: 19 VP

Threesome! +9 VP First! +9 VP

Suzanne: 37 VP

Jane: 47 VP

Jane, who by now was slowly and gently licking Suzanne's pussy smiled. With a wet plop, Suzanne let Dave's cock fall from her mouth. Jane, who by now had resumed her spot next to Suzanne, turned the goth towards her and kissed her passionately. Dimly, Suzanne registered that Jane's face was coated with her. Jane smiled. "Nicely done! Now, I'm going to take a turn with this ride, I think. Why don't you try his face? It made for a wonderful seat." And with a wink, Jane began stroking Dave's semi-hard cock back to life. Before Suzanne could get into position, Jane smacked her own forehead as if just remembering something important. "Suze! C'mere! We gotta see if he knows who did what, remember?"

Suzanne nodded and took up her position to the side of Dave. Jane mirrored her. With a thought, Dave's hearing was restored. "Well, Brewer? Who did what?"

"Fuck me. Hold on. That was awesome!" Screwing his face up in thought, Dave eventually spoke. "I'd say that was you on my face, Jane. You taste good, by the way." Jane blushed. "Which means, that Suzanne is the one who made me see stars. How'd I do?"

Looking to Suzanne, Jane shot her a questioning look as she mimed taking the blindfold off. Suzanne looked down, but meekly nodded her head. "Well, Brewer, you are correct!", Jane announced in a passable gameshow host voice. "And for that, you win the grand prize!" Leaning forward, she pulled the blindfold off of Dave's head.

Blinking his eyes, he took in the naked bodies flanking him. "You are so gorgeous. Both of you. Amazing." His cock, which had mostly recovered, now stood to attention.

Jane smirked. "You ready for your prize?"

Dave nodded, a smile on his face.

Jane threw a leg across Dave's body and quickly lined up his cock with her dripping slit. Before the shocked expression could leave Dave's face, she was already working herself down his length, eyes clenched, groaning with pleasure. Dave's breath caught in his throat. Instinctively, he reached out and gripped her around the waist. Once she was fully seated, she began slowly rocking her pelvis back and forth. Reaching down, she moved Dave's hands to her breasts, where they happily began gently squeezing and kneading. Throwing her head back, Jane moaned. "Fuck yes. Right fucking there!" Turning her head to Suzanne, Jane reached out and grasped her hand.

Suzanne's eyes were wide. She had watched Dave's cock fit improbably all the way inside Jane. As Jane held her hand, she began toying with herself in time with Jane's movements. A quick glance at Dave showed that his eyes were focused on her as she played with her pussy. Self-consciously, she stopped.

"Oh no, sweetie. Don't stop. Give him a show!" Jane reached out and pulled Suzanne's hand free and in a repeat of her earlier gesture, licked those fingers clean. Dutifully, Suzanne resumed, this time making eye contact with Dave.

Masturbated In Front of Master! +6 VP

Suzanne: 43 VP

"Do you see that, Suze? He can't take his eyes off that sweet little pussy you have. I bet he wishes he could play with those beautiful little boobs you have! See how pink those nips are, Brewer? See how wet she is? Can you hear how wet she is? No, no. Watch her, lover. Let me take care of this heavenly cock. You just watch that sweet peach. Would you like a taste, Brewer? Do you want her to sit on your face and let you taste her? Yes? Is that a head nod? Mmmm... I thought so." Turning to Suzanne, Jane continued. "Well? The Master wants to taste you. You better get up there and give him what he wants!"

Bashfully, Suzanne crawled up the bed towards Dave. Jane gently removed his hands from her breasts. "Play with hers, Master. They're so delightful. You just let me work this cock, OK?"

As Suzanne was on her hands and knees, Dave sat up, and pulling Suzanne to him, kissed her passionately. Suzanne melted into the kiss. Jane, moaning in lust, increased her tempo and leaned back, bracing herself on Dave's thighs. Dave's hand gently cupped Suzanne's breast. Softly, tentatively, he mapped its contours, trying to commit every detail to memory. Breaking the kiss, he pulled her closer to the head of the bed, giving him access to her breasts. He bathed first one, and then the other nipple with his tongue. He flicked his tongue back and forth, relishing in the gasps that came unbidden from Suzanne's mouth. He reached a hand between her legs and found her wet and needy pussy. Suzanne moaned, holding his head to her breast as he played with her. Placing his hands on her hips, Dave guided her further up the bed until she was straddling his face. Looking up at her face from between her legs, Dave smiled. He was gratified when Suzanne smiled back. Maintaining eye contact, Dave extended his tongue and slowly licked her slit from back to front. Suzanne's eyes widened and then snapped shut when he got to her clit. Dave wrapped his arms around her legs, pulling her pussy to him. Suzanne hunched over, one hand pulling and tugging at a nipple while the other supported her weight. They continued this way until Jane spoke up.

"Suze, I want to taste you again, but I also want this cock." She flexed her internal muscles, eliciting a groan from Dave. "Why don't you get on your back and I'll lick you while the Master takes me from behind?" Jane felt Dave's cock lurch inside of her. "The Master clearly likes this idea." Dave groaned an assent.

Finding confidence she didn't know she had, Suzanne refused. "How about I lick you while he pounds you from behind?"

Again, Jane felt Dave's cock flex. "Ohhh yes, baby girl. I believe Brewer liked that a lot, didn't he?" Dave could only groan as Jane continued to rhythmically squeeze his cock with her pussy. Suzanne rolled off of Dave and lay back on her back, with her head pointed towards the foot of the bed. Jane carefully dismounted from Dave with a moan and positioned herself over Suzanne. Jane felt Dave take his place behind her. She felt Suzanne shuffle around a bit and then she felt Dave's cock rubbing against her lips.

Dave looked down. Suzanne had grasped his dick and was gently rubbing it along Jane's slit. She made eye contact with him and raised her head and licked the underside of his cock as she rubbed it against Jane's pussy. Dave groaned. "That's it Suzanne. Rub her pussy with my cock. Taste her on my cock." Where the fuck is this coming from? This was all new territory for Dave. Dirty talk was something he had enjoyed once upon a time, but with Louise, he had had to tone it down. A lot. He mentally shrugged. Fuck it. I'll feel embarrassed tomorrow. He watched, fascinated as Suzanne lined him up with Jane's pussy and gently tugged him forward. That was all the invitation he required. Taking hold of Jane's hips, he slowly sank his entire length inside of her steamy cunt. As Jane cried out in pleasure, Dave saw Suzanne's arms wrap around Jane's legs, the pale skin contrasting beautifully with her caramel tones. Jane's moans jumped an octave when Suzanne's tongue came into contact with her clit. Dave gave a surprised moan as he felt Suzanne's tongue bathing his cock as he sawed it in and out of Jane.

Jane, for her part, hadn't been idle. As soon as she had felt Dave's cock nudging her pussy, she had leaned down and begun licking Suzanne. From her position, she wasn't able to work any fingers in, but she tried her best to make up for that with a busy tongue. From the muffled moans Suzanne was making, Jane figured she was doing a good job.

It was Dave who came first. Suzanne would later tell Jane that she had felt like she had cheated Jane a little, as occasionally, if Dave withdrew all the way out of Jane, Suzanne would direct his next thrust down her throat, where she would repeatedly swallow around Dave's cock. Suzanne couldn't recall how many times she had swallowed him, but she recognized the signs of an impending orgasm. Suzanne's tongue went into overdrive, lashing the clit of Jane, frantically licking Dave's length as he pounded in and out of his partner. Suzanne watched, fascinated, as Dave's orgasm came crashing through him. Watched his nuts draw up, saw the myriad of muscles pulse and flex.

Jane came as she felt Dave unload deep inside her. That warmth spreading through her womb. She closed her eyes and held on to Suzanne, as wave after wave of pleasure surged through her. When Dave withdrew his cock from her tender pussy, the friction set off a series of follow-up tremors.

Had Sex With The Master! 10VP First! +10VP

Jane: 67 VP

Suzanne watched, fascinated as Dave's cock withdrew from Jane's bald pussy. As soon as he was clear, she lifted her head, and pulling forward on the backs of his legs, guided his cock into her mouth. Dave nearly collapsed from over-stimulation. As it was, he lay, panting, wrapped around Jane's back. Once she finished licking the combined juices from Dave's cock, Suzanne looked up just in time to see a wad of cum, so white against the brown of Jane's labia. Suzanne lifted her head and with her tongue began cleaning Jane. Jane shot upright, a new series of orgasms triggered by the teenager's tongue. Dave, who had recovered somewhat, wrapped his arms around her and gently stroked his fingers up and down her torso. Suzanne savored the flavor of Dave's cum mixed with Jane's. She felt so debauched. So wild. So good. Eventually, Jane's pussy was cleaned to Suzanne's satisfaction. Jane flopped to the side, a dopey expression on her blissed-out face. She closed her eyes and smiled contentedly.

Looking down at Suzanne, Dave smiled. "You were amazing. I don't know what I did to deserve this, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to hell for it, but goddamn was that incredible! You're something else, you know that, Suze?" At his praise, Suzanne blushed, but maintained eye contact. Winking at her, Dave looked to Jane. Running a hand up and down her leg affectionately, he gave her ass a tender swat. Groaning, Jane opened up her eyes.

"I'd say that's pretty damn good for a first threesome, wouldn't you say?", Jane said. "However, Brewer, you're not done yet." At Dave's questioning look, Jane hooked her thumb in Suzanne's direction. "While you were busy filling me up, sweet Ms. Green was left hanging. How about you be a dear and finish what I started?"

Suzanne's eyes went wide. She was horny, and she really wanted to cum, but she had figured that she'd just let it die down and try to sleep. She tried to tell Dave not to worry about it, but before she knew what was happening, he had grabbed her and spun her around so that her legs lay open in front of him. Not waiting for her to catch her breath, Dave dove in, trying to taste all of her at once. Suzanne gave in to the pleasure and laid back, one hand returning to play with her breast and the other on the back of Dave's head, holding him firmly in place. There was a definite difference between the way Jane and Bethany had licked her compared to Dave. He was needy, forceful, aggressive. The women had been gentler, more intuitive. Suzanne found that his hunger for her ignited something deep inside. She sat up far enough to look down and see the face that was currently being held to her pussy. She had fantasized about this. Well, not this, exactly. Her fantasies hadn't included another woman. They certainly hadn't included Suzanne licking Dave's cum from another woman's pussy. But she had definitely imagined looking down and seeing him licking her. Pleasuring her. Again, reality and fantasy didn't quite match up. In her fantasies, Dave would be gentle and tender as he licked her, not this brute who was apparently starving for her essence. Suzanne was startled by the hand that began caressing her other breast. Whipping her head to the side, Suzanne was greeted with the sight of Jane smiling at her.

"Relax, mija. Let us take care of you", Jane whispered.

Suzanne let herself be eased back onto her back. Jane's hand on Suzanne's breast was replaced by her lips, her tongue darting out and toying with the stiff bud capping her breast. Under the dual onslaught of both Dave and Jane, Suzanne was not long in cumming. Belatedly, she remembered that she hadn't opened the package that she had bought. She resolved to try to remember and remedy that, but after some well-deserved sleep.

Finally, spent and satiated, the trio collapsed in bed, Dave in the middle, with Suzanne and Jane tucked under each arm.