Round 1

You’re sitting in the middle of the sofa. Your trousers are off. Your pants are off. Kelly’s on your right, kneeling on the sofa, her breath tickling your cock, one hand holding its base. Ellie’s on your left, kneeling as well, her face as buried in your groin as her companion’s, her tiny hand struggling to wrap itself around the shaft. Your hands have reached out to push aside the flimsy silk of their knickers and to explore the exposed wet flesh of their pussies; tickling the folds, prodding the clitoris, a finger probing the hot, wet depths. Ellie giggles at your touch.

“This is the only cock you’ve ever seen?” Kelly asks Ellie. Ellie nods, slightly embarrassed. “Geez, girl, the way you were taking it on Tuesday, I thought you were an expert. This is the only one. Blimey. At least you chose the best to be your first. Actually, is that good? I mean every cock after sir’s is going to be a disappointment.”

“I only want sir’s.”

“I know what you mean. Having tried sir’s, I’m not planning on trying any others’.”

Kelly sticks out her tongue and licks the head of your cock.

“Is it tasty?”

“Very, although it’s tastier after it’s been in your pussy. Go on, taste it.”

Ellie’s lick is tentative and tickling. Kelly, meanwhile. Is concentrating on your cockhead. She’s kissing it. She’s slipping more of it into her hot, wet mouth where she can suck on the bulb. You could shut your eyes in bliss, but you’re fascinated by Ellie’s continuing licks of your shaft, each one longer and more certain. She moves from licking it to kissing it.

Both girls’ concentration on your cock is only broken when your fingers find an especially sensitive spot. Kelly muffles her moans by swallowing more of your shaft. Ellie has no way of doing so. Instead, she squeals and having hit gold you double down. Both girls are soon quivering and shaking and squealing. For a while that’s the game. They continue to worship your cock while you prod and probe to break their adoration. They win. Your fingers grow tired. They show no let-up in their love.

You slide down the sofa, drifting right, lifting Kelly’s knee so that you can slide beneath it until you’re looking up at her pussy. Your fingers have enflamed its lips. Irresistible. You grasp her hips and pull them down, so that your tongue can reach out and lick her sex. Tasty. Soon you’re lapping away, savouring her sweetness, listening to her moans of pleasure, hearing Ellie’s giggles every time the blonde loses control. Time has no meaning. There’s just the two sets of lips and tongue against your cock. There’s just the sweetness of Kelly’s sex, her enflamed folds, her needy pussy. Until you can stand it no longer.

You push Kelly’s hips away. “Kelly, hop on. Ellie, come here.” There’s a moment of confusion as the two girls circle you. Kelly is more certain what you want. She scrambles over your prone body, positioning herself above your saliva-soaked cock, checks her flimsy knickers haven’t slipped back over her sex, and then lowers herself onto you. She’s also turned round, so she’s riding you cowgirl. Ellie is slower. You have to guide her over your face, push back her knickers to reveal her own needy snatch, and then pull her thighs down so you can taste it.

Kelly’s right. Ellie’s pussy is tastier. It’s probably the tastiest thing you’ve ever experienced. Your tongue does rounds through the folds, dipping into the hole, circling the clit, unearthing all her pleasure, releasing it to fill the room.

The lounge is filled with the sound of the squelching of Kelly’s pussy as she rides you; the slap as her ass hits your thighs, her moans as she bounces, the smacks of her lips on Ellie’s, muffling Ellie’s sounds of enjoyment. Your face is bathed in Ellie’s juices. Your balls are bathed in Kelly’s. As they ride you the two girls explore each other’s bodies, feeling their breasts beneath the silk, pushing aside robe and lingerie to experience the flesh first hand. Somewhere in there Kelly has her orgasm. You feel it through her spasming pussy. You hear it in her intense cries. You kiss Ellie’s snatch one last time and pull away.

You slap Kelly ass. “Time to get off, it’s Ellie’s turn.”

Kelly is **** but obeys. While they swap, you sit up. Ellie is not **** but clearly wary. Of course, you’ve only fucked her when she’s on her back. This is a new position for her. You guide her. Kelly guides her, positioning her so she’s kneeling over your groin. Then Kelly holds your cock as Ellie slowly lowers herself down.

“Oh, so big, so, oh,” Ellie moans as your cockhead splits her snatch, and you return to the tight, wet vice of Ellie’s love channel. Before you had to thrust hard to enter. This time gravity is on your side. She sinks lower, half your cock inside her, more. You’ve penetrated her deeper than you ever have before, and Ellie’s moans are a testament to that. “Oh, so big, so big. I’m splitting apart. Can’t take it. Oh, it’s wonderful. Wonderful. Oh no. Oh yes. Yes. Yes. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

You couldn’t stop even if you wanted to. She thinks she’s reached her limit, pausing three quarters of the way down. You prove her wrong. You thrust up, into her, finishing the connection. For the first time you’re fully inside her, her ass on your balls, your cockhead at her cervix. And there you pause for the event to sink in. When her brown eyes regain focus you speak.

“See, you’re now truly Teacher’s Cocksleeve.” She looks confused for a moment. “Look, I’m fully in you. You’ve taken my entire length. That means I own you now. Your pussy belongs to me.”

“Yes, sir. I belong to you. I belong to you.” Her face is awash with utter joy. This is what she wants, you inside her, owning her. You kiss her lips, and it’s with a passion you’ve never felt before. You loved Samantha, but it was more an acceptance form of love than a passionate all-consuming kind. Your desire for Ellie is more the latter. You own her body. You want her body. All of it. To fuck. To screw. To fill with your baby batter. And later, when it doesn’t look so bad, to fill with your babies. Her pussy is the best thing you’ve ever felt. You plan to feel it for the rest of your life. And she wants you to own it.

And own it you will. You prop yourself on your elbows and use that as the **** to drive her upwards. She bounces with each thrust, her breasts jiggling in the light grasp of her silk lingerie. Her breathless moans fill the room. You’ve lost track of Kelly, then you feel her tongue against your balls. You couldn’t believe anything was better than Ellie’s pussy, but here it is. Ellie’s pussy wrapped around your cock and Kelly’s tongue snaking round your balls. You can’t hold on. You don’t want to hold on. When Ellie’s orgasm strikes her pussy ripples with her pleasure, and your own pleasure can’t hold on. You release yourself inside her, and together you moan your mutual satisfaction.