I choose….

John felt his breath stop for just a moment; the choice she was offering him was tantalizing, something he had dreamed about for years. Up till now, John had watched a lot of bondage and domination porn. Of the about four thousand hours of porn he watched in his life, roughly twenty five hundred were bondage porn. While roleplaying online, with Alexis, and in general, he had dabbled as both a submissive and as a dominant. He had read up on it all, and he felt that, while on the outside it all seemed like a game of a dom punishing a sub, it was so much more than that. It was a game of trust, desire and fulfilment. Now, he felt like all of those times he roleplayed, and the times he watched porn with this scenario, had brought him here.

John turned his face to look into Valerie’s eyes. His finger hooked through her collar. He whispered softly into her ear, “I have tried to get into a submissive mentality, but in the end, I can’t. I always felt the need to protect, to care for, and to take control. So, Valerie… I want to say thank you for the opportunity, and I want to thank you for letting me let it out.” He tugged her collar forward, bringing her lips to his and kissed her. Softly, conveying his thanks to her through the kiss.

After he broke the kiss, he pressed his hand to Valerie’s shoulder, silently instructing her to kneel down next to him as his eyes went to Cynthia’s bound form. He hungrily looked her over, having fantasized about a bound girl so often, and now, seeing his girlfriend like that just made it all the better. He got on his knees on the bed, slowly moving towards Cynthia as he tugged Valerie along with him, his finger still hooked through her collar.

“I knew I was right,” Valerie mumbled as she giddily followed him onto the bed, crawling after him as she waited for him to make his move. She had been around the block a few times, so she knew she might have to guide him at times, but letting someone explore his deepest desires was always rewarding in and of itself to her.

“Well then, Mrs. Right,” John quipped at Valerie as he placed himself in between Cynthia’s thighs, winking at his girlfriend before his face got solemn. “How about you guide me into my girlfriend; after that, I want you to place your pussy on her face and kiss her clit as I ravage her. Get a good, close up look of the cock that will be going inside of you later,” John spoke with a confidence he had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the practice runs he had done so many times behind his laptop, or maybe he just felt like he could get away with it, here, in the bedroom. But it felt good, good to feel in control. And he saw that his lovers enjoyed it too.

Valerie nodded heavily, reaching forward eagerly as she took reverent hold of his cock, not too tight, her palm stroking the underside tenderly as she placed the fat mushroom head against Cynthia’s moist entrance. “There you go, Sir,” she whispered lustily, looking up at him with a small wink. She was showing submissive behavior, but she also let him know that she was having her own kind of fun.
John felt himself part Cynthia’s lips, hearing his girlfriend groan into her ball gag as she wiggled her hips a little, trying to get him to move inside. Valerie whispered to him, “Don’t let her have it yet; giving a sub what she wants when she wants it spoils her.”

John laughed and nodded. “Thank you for the advice, Val, I appreciate it.” He pulled back as far as he could without fully leaving her, causing Cyn’s eyes to look almost ****. As their eyes met, John saw one of the most beautiful sights of his entire life. Cynthia, ****, lusty, submission clear in her eyes. She wanted this as much as he did. She wanted him to take control just as much as he had wanted to take it. John then leaned over her, kissing her forehead as he whispered, ”I love you,” then he plunged himself in all the way to the hilt. He looked at Val as the older woman started to move across the bed, swaying her hips at John as she crawled over Cynthia’s face, cooing softly at her as she rubbed her folds over her nose and the ballgag. The bound girl underneath her moaned as loudly as the gag allowed her to; the feeling of getting invaded by her man while another woman let her smell but not taste her pussy was a huge turn on for her.

John gripped Cynthia’s thighs as he let out a long sigh; Cynthia’s pussy was the first he ever touched, the first he tasted, and it felt like the perfect fit for him. He felt her warm, tight love box coil around him. She was soaked, that much was clear, the entire evening seemed to really have gotten his girlfriends engine running. “Cyn, you seem to really like Val, do you think we should include her more often?” John asked teasingly as he started to pull out and thrust himself back in, slowly starting to work up a rhythm inside of his lover.

Cynthia nodded her head underneath Valerie’s folds causing her to rub the ball gag through those folds eagerly. The taste of Val’s pussy finally seeped over it, finally entering her mouth as she struggled against her bonds. Her back arching at the feeling of being so deliciously helpless.

Valerie looked over her shoulder, seeing Cynthia’s eyes peeking out just behind her pale backside. This was what she liked to see; the girl was clearly enjoying herself, and all it had taken was the two of them getting nudged in the right direction. Valerie was proud, of her, of him, for responding to each other well, for being open to trying new things, and happy that they were willing to branch out and include her in their experiments. She started to rock her hips as she finally bend forward, catching Cynthia’s clit between her lips as she got an up close look at John’s cock scraping out Cynthia’s juices and filling her with his young, virile meat.

John felt Valerie’s hot breath brushing over his cock as he fucked Cynthia deeper and faster, the wet sounds of flesh on flesh ringing out as his balls slapped against Cynthia’s beautiful ass. He placed one hand on Val’s head, holding her to Cynthia’s crotch as he fucked her senseless.

Cynthia’s legs quivered and tugged on the bonds as she smelled Valerie’s arousal, feeling the juices coat her face as her own eyes rolled back. A loud yet muffled whimper escaped her as she came. Cynthia’s thighs jerked as her breathing grew quicker, eyes glazing over as her body shook and her pussy let out a flood of juices. Cynthia’s eyes rolled back fully as he kept pounding her. Her breathing got slower about half a minute later only to get quicker again as John did not stop his thrusting and Val, likewise, did not stop kissing Cynthia’s clit.

The feeling of Cynthia’s prolonged orgasming pussy squeezed John’s cock in all the right ways; with a loud moan he hilted himself inside of his girlfriend, starting to pump her full of his thick, gooey spunk. He shot three thick shots deep inside of her, a fourth getting fired as he pulled out, and the fifth and last blast was aimed directly at Valerie’s cheek, causing her to flinch as it almost hit her eye.

She shook her head slightly as she whispered. “That startled me, John. Even if an idea seems hot, keep in mind to make sure your subs are comfortable with it, okay?”

In his lusty mind, John nodded, groaning softly when he realized that might have not been the smartest thing to do. He whispered, “I’m sorry, I’ll do better next time,” thinking this might have just cost them the night. Only for Val to laugh and kiss his cock.

“Don’t worry, you are new to this, eager, and I like that… so, how long till you are ready for my turn, Sir?” she asked, tasting his cum for a second time that evening as she eagerly envelopped his cockhead, showing him that she was still very much on board with going on.

John grinned at her, pushing her back slightly by her forehead. “What did you tell me before? Not to give a sub what she wants right away, cause that will spoil the sub?” He saw her eyes linger on his cock as she scowled playfully.

“Me and my big mouth,” Val cursed, moving her hips slightly to let Cyn breathe free, just making sure she wouldn’t suffocate while she was teasing her boyfriend.

John gestured at Cynthia’s pussy, patting the spot he had just been in as he moved back slightly. “While you wait your turn, how about giving my lovely girlfriend some attention? Clean her up,” he said playfully, his words conveying his will without being too overbearing.

Valerie nodded without delay, crawling into his spot and wiggling her hips at John again, showing off her landing strip, parted folds and delicious round ass. Her hands cupped Cynthia’s thighs as she started to shower her parted, leaking pussy in kisses. Her tongue deftly caught the cum oozing out of her while not touching her pussy directly, yet. She was going to enjoy this meal.

John watched Valerie get into position as he traded places with her, sitting down next to Cynthia’s head and removing her ball gag, taking it out of his heavily breathing girlfriend’s mouth. The first words out of her mouth where: “I love you, John,” as she weakly pulled at her bonds, wanting to hug him but unable to do so.

John kissed her lips tenderly, tasting a hint of Valerie’s juices on them and smelling it on her matted face, her make up slightly running as the moisture started to dry. He caressed her hair as Cynthia moaned into his mouth; Valerie was clearly having her own fun between her legs.

When John broke the kiss, Cynthia was smiling up at him, lust glazing over her eyes. “I hoped you’d take control, John. I hoped you would take me, claim me, and you did.” Her eyes sparkled with glee as a loud moan escaped her lips.

“Are you alright, babe? No chafing from the cuffs?” he asked, concerned, the lesson about making his subs comfortable fresh on his mind.

“I’m fine, Sir, more than fine, thank you for checking in though,” she smiled widely, her body matted with sweat as she fought against her bonds, trying to get more pleasure out of the teasing woman between her legs.

“Good, and I love it that you call me Sir too,” he grinned, kissing her softly again after which he crawled back over to Valerie’s place, getting into position at the edge of the bed, taking his time to appreciate the sight of Val’s supple backside moving as she ate out Cynthia’s creampie.

Feeling him watching her, Valerie shook her ass deliberately. “See anything you like, Sir?” she asked hopefully, looking over her shoulder to see John’s cock at full mast once more.

“I do, Val, I see something I quite like indeed.” John placed his hand on her ass, rubbing the plush flesh softly as his thumb brushed over her backdoor, watching it twitch at the touch.

“Mmm, Sir, I didn’t know you were into that, not that I am complaining... “ Val cooed a little over the top, giving Cyn’s oozing pussy another lick. “If you really want that entrance, there is a bottle of lube on the nightstand. I could take you dry, but I would much rather enjoy it,” she whimpered.

John, happy that Valerie didn’t protest at him wanting a shot at her ass, something he had fantasized about for a long, long time and now finally got to try, of course went to quickly retrieve the lube, squirting a generous amount on his fingers as he started to rub it into her ass.
“And don’t worry, I cleaned myself before I went out tonight, Sir. I had a feeling someone might want to play with it tonight” she whispered lustily. Relaxing her ass, she placed a hand on Cynthia’s breast, flicking her nipple as she made her moan.

“Oh fuck, her tongue is divine, John. She really knows her way around a pussy,” Cynthia moaned as she felt Val’s tongue press against her g-spot.

John, reassured there would be no nasty surprises after casting Cleanse on the sly, started to lube up the inside of her tailhole too, rubbing the lube around, spreading his fingers and realizing that she was not that hard to spread; thinking about that, some of the pics had shown her with a cock or toy up her backside, so that checked out.

When he was confident she was lubed up enough, John gave her ass a small smack, then positioned himself so that he could really pound her, placing his cock at the entrance to her ass.

Valerie braced herself, gripping the sheets as she looked up at Cynthia. Their eyes met as Valerie arched her back, and a groan of slight pain emerged from her throat as John pushed into her pale backside. The two women didn’t break eye contact, Cynthia feeling a sense of connection with her as she saw the beautiful look of passion and determination on Valerie’s face as a cock pushed into her ass.

John, having placed a hand on her shoulder was slowly pushing in, letting her get used to him after sliding in about five centimeters. When he got the go ahead in the form of a nod, half a minute later, he slowly pulled back, then pushed in further. Waiting again like that, and when the next okay came, he repeated the action. They played this dance of push, rest, pull, until he was fully inside of her, his balls greeted by the smoldering heat of her pussy which they rested against.

“Your ass feels incredible, Val,” John whispered into her ear as he kissed her cheek. Valerie had closed her eyes at that point, feeling the thick cock up her backside as she basked in a sense of perverted glee. The man she had brought home had not even been inside of her pussy, yet now he had bottomed inside of her ass. Something about that struck her as deliciously perverse, just what she liked.

John then saw Cynthia looking at both of them; she gave him a small wink. John answered that by pulling back slightly and pushing forward again into Valerie’s ass, causing her to moan like a slut. Cynthia giggled at that as John placed his hand on Valerie’s breast, squeezing it lightly as he spoke, “I’m going to fuck your ass now, Val, and I won’t stop until I have nothing left to shoot.”

To put more power into his words, John started to pull back and then pressed forward once more, starting his rhythm as he felt the tight hole move with him. He slowly build up, his other hand pressing Valerie’s face back between Cynthia’s legs, her tongue instinctively lolling out and lapping at the cummy slit, resuming her work of cleaning her out.

This was the start of a long, orgasm filled evening. John stayed true to his word, emptying a total of three more loads inside of Valerie’s pale backside. His libido score worked its magic to allow him to stay hard throughout it; even when he had nothing left to give, he only stopped when he felt himself get too tired to thrust.

Around midnight, the three of them collapsed into a tired mess, Valerie being nice enough to undo the bindings to Cynthia as they snuggled up together. Cynthia curled into John’s left side as Valery hooked her leg around his from the other side, her ass leaking the copious amounts of seed onto the sheets as the three of them fell asleep.

Author's note: Yeah, sorry guys. It has been a while again. So, why did it take so long to publish a chapter after the last one: I am a student, at a university. I was re-doing some work, and I failed, then I had to go and see what I did wrong, then did a re-do, which apparently also failed, but in the end I didn't. All in all, I passed my first year, but it took me a month to get that sorted. After that, well my mood to write was shot a bit, and now, here we are. Chapters are slowly getting written again, my mood is returning, and I hope to be back to posting 2 chapters a week again soon. Thanks for your patience.
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