1950s: Housewives' Pet Training

That said, I wasn't going to stop. I couldn't help but also feel a rush of not being the good girl everyone in my school thought I was.

I was surprised how thick his cock was and how it stretched my mouth. It sure was a lot bigger than a straw or a lollipop, the only two things I would normally have in my mouth.

I began bobbing slowly, unsure what I was doing, but trying to replicate what I saw Kimberly doing.

Mrs. Madison said, "Get used to having a cock in your mouth, my pet."

I wanted to say that was exactly what I was doing, but I had a mouthful of cock.

"Nice and slow," she continued.

Which was what I was doing. That said, I am a perfectionist and once I started sucking, I wanted to take more and more of his cock in my mouth.

"You're liking it, aren't you?" Mrs. Madison asked, as I began bobbing a little faster.

I moaned in response and that made him moan.

"You look really hot with a big cock in your mouth, Rebecca," she purred.

I wondered what I did look like with my mouth stretched and my head bobbing back and forth like a yo-yo.

"Oh God, I'm getting close," the guy groaned.

"You get to be the first to give our pet a taste of cum," Mrs. Madison declared, "Shoot it in her mouth."

"Yes, ma'am," the guy groaned.

I wasn't sure what to expect, but I kept bobbing, curious what cum tasted like.

I soon learned it was definitely warm as he grunted and began spewing in my mouth. I almost gagged, as I wasn't ready for it, but I controlled the reflex and swallowed it all.

It happened so quickly, I barely had enough time to respond to the taste as it slid down my throat and into my belly.

"How was that, my pet?" Mrs. Madison asked.

"Different," I answered, as I allowed the first cock to slip out of my mouth. I actually couldn't decide if I liked it or not. It definitely wasn't as exhilarating and satisfying as pleasing a woman or tasting a woman. A woman's taste was there with every lick, while a man's was apparently a mere second in time. Pleasing pussy was an adventure while pleasing a man was a task.

"Not as good as pussy?" she asked.

"Nothing is as good as pussy," I answered, avoiding being rude to the stranger who had just deposited his cum in my mouth.

"No truer words have ever been spoken," Mrs. Madison laughed, before she said, "One down, seven to go, my pet."

"Yes, Mistress," I said,

I moved to the second guy, whose cock was rather flaccid, and took it in my mouth. Not hard, it was a totally different feeling. I sat in awe as it grew in my mouth. It was strange and yet magical, as if Jack's Beanstalk was growing in my mouth.

I felt powerful, knowing that it was growing because of me.

It was then that I understood Mrs. Madison's words on the power of the blow job.

Once hard, I swirled my tongue around his top.

Then I began bobbing. Now hard, his cock was thinner, but longer than the first one.

Mrs. Madison said, "You're a natural pleaser, Rebecca."

I understood what she meant. I did love to please. And as I sucked this stranger's cock, I wanted to make him come, I wanted to give him the best blow job ever.

Mrs. Madison ordered, "When you're about to come, I want you to pull out and shoot your load in her mouth. And Rebecca, I want you to catch it all in your mouth, but don't swallow it."

"Yes, ma'am," the guy groaned, his accent very strong and yet very polite, which I thought was, for some reason, funny.

I bobbed for what seemed like an eternity, before he finally pulled out.

I opened wide and watched his cock.

He pumped furiously and I just kept my mouth open and waiting.

Then he came.

The cum shot out like a cannon and hit directly in my mouth. I just sat there, being used for target practice and focusing on catching it all and not swallowing.

Once he was done, four ropes landing in my mouth, Mrs. Madison ordered, "Now savour it, Rebecca. Move it around in your mouth as if you were using mouth wash."

I obeyed.

This time I could taste the saltiness of it.

This time I could taste the odd, slimy texture.

"Don't swallow yet," she ordered.

I kept swishing it around my mouth until there was almost no taste. Like when I was three and refused to swallow my pork chops (God, I hated pork chops) for an hour after dinner.

"Now swallow it," she ordered.

I did.

"Did you enjoy the taste?" she asked.

"It's not pussy," I answered.

"Yes, male cum is more of an acquired taste," she shrugged.

"It's not bad though," I added, as I moved to the third cock.

"No, it's not bad," she agreed.

I swallowed the third and fourth load.

I jerked off the fifth load and caught it all in my hands and then had to lick it all up.

The next two I was ordered to do at once. I stroked one, while I sucked on the other.

Mrs. Madison said, "Sometimes, we have to be able to multitask."

I couldn't help but laugh at the statement.

"We have three holes and sometimes we need to use all three to get what we want," she continued.

That I couldn't fathom.

Maybe one in my pussy and another in my mouth. But the thought of a cock in my ass didn't seem right. The thought of somehow having one in my pussy and ass at the same time seemed physically impossible. I couldn't even begin to fathom the logistics of it.

"And a real multitasker can even use one or both her hands to please five men at once," Mrs. Madison added.

I kept going back and forth between the two cocks, and even considering reaching for the last cock. Yet, I didn't as that was not what I was told to do.

"Can you imagine what your classmates would say if they saw you now, Rebecca?" Mrs. Madison asked, as I deep throated a six inch cock.

I laughed, as I shifted to the other one, "They would likely keel over in shock."

"Or give you their cock," she joked, before laughing, "I'm a poet and I didn't even know it."

I bobbed back and forth for a few more minutes before Mrs. Madison ordered, "Time for your facial, my pet. Boys, stroke your cocks and cum all over my pretty pet."

I was now staring at two cocks aimed directly at me.

"Close your eyes, my pet," she ordered. "Trust me, you don't want cum in your eyes. It stings, it makes your eyes bloodshot and is evidence of your sin."

"Yes, Mistress," I obeyed, closing my eyes, even though I was enjoying watching the two boys furiously stroke their hard cocks.

It was another thirty seconds, give or take, when I felt the surprisingly warm cum splatter my face. It kept coming and coming as if my face was the canvas to some very strange cum art.

I also felt, by the end, like a fire hose had sprayed my face.

Mindlessly, I reached up and found both cocks and stroked them slowly, even as I kept my eyes closed.

"You look absolutely hot with cum on your face," Mrs. Madison said.

I said, as I felt it dripping off my chin, "I feel like a slut."

"We are all sluts. Whether it is sexual by pleasing others or submissive by following the expectations of society, we are all sluts."

"I guess," I said, thinking that was kind of a stretch.

"No, don't guess, understand. We are sexual beings and giving into that desire is natural and why God gave us the ability to have such euphoria," she said.

"That makes sense," I nodded, as I felt her hands on my face and suddenly a warm cloth wiping my eyes. "Thanks," I said.

"Just protecting my pet," she said, as I finally opened my eyes.

"Well, your pet is thankful," I said, as I looked down and saw cum on my blouse.

"Take off your blouse and bra," she ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," I obeyed.

Once topless, I moved to the last cock. By this time, my knees were sore, my mouth was sore and my neck was sore.

I furiously bobbed on his cock wanting to get it over with.

When he was close, Mrs. Madison ordered, "Shoot your load all over her tits, my boy."

"Okay," he said, and spewed his seed all over my breasts a couple minutes later.

Once I was done, Mrs. Madison asked, "Are you horny?"

"Honestly," I said, "I'm more sore than horny."

"Understandable," she nodded, "but we are not done yet."

"We're not?" I asked.

"No, now time for you to officially become the housewive's pet," she said, looking down at me with a smile on her face.

I joked, "Do I have to please every housewife?"

"Of course, but not today," she laughed, before adding, seemingly admiring me, "you really are the most eager pet yet."

I followed her back up the stairs and back to the dining room where Mrs. Madison said to me, "It's final initiation time."

As we reached the room, I looked around from my position on all fours, and I was in the middle of a lesbian orgy.

A whole bunch of women were in a massive circle, each with their face buried between the legs of another woman.

In a booth, Mrs. Pennington was reading the newspaper while someone was under the table and between her legs.

In another booth the breastfeeding mom had not one, but two women nursing on her massive tits... which was disturbing and hot.

Bent over a table, her daughter, Kimberly I think was her name, had a long wooden spoon being pumped in and out of her. As I took a closer look I realized the spoon was not in her pussy, but being pumped in and out of her ass.

Mrs. Adler was rubbing herself as she watched Mrs. Smith have her pussy fisted by another woman I didn't recognize.

Mrs. Smith screamed, as her orgasm obviously hit, "Yes, fist my cunt," as she grabbed the woman's head and held it deep in her pussy.

"My whole hand fits in there, slut," the woman said, as she slapped her ass and began to pump her hand in and out.

I instantly wondered how a whole hand could possibly fit inside a pussy. I couldn't fathom that being pleasurable, yet Mrs. Smith was clearly enjoying it.

"Oh, God, I'm coming, fuck!" Mrs. Smith screamed, confirming my assumption.

I turned to another table and saw that Amber was here. Her legs were spread wide open and another woman I didn't know was buried between her legs.

Amber's moans were loud and it was obvious she was getting close to coming.

I watched the woman sit up a bit, Amber's pussy juice on her face and a string that went from the woman's chin all the way to Amber's pussy.

It was strangely erotic.

I wondered what Amber tasted like?

I wondered if the past pets got to become a Mistress.

The woman purred, "Your pussy is so sweet."

"Thank you, Mistress," Amber moaned, answering the question of whether you graduated to Mistress once you graduated high school.

I suddenly wanted to taste her.

I suddenly wanted to taste every woman in the diner.

As I looked around, there was lesbian action everywhere.

Even the two waitresses were making out. It seemed only Mistress Carol and I were not engaged in some lesbian act. I chuckled to myself as I realized that during this crazy night, I had yet to be involved in any lesbian activity, unless peeing on another girl counted.

Mrs. Madison asked, "Still not horny?"

I laughed, my pussy now on fire, "Oh, I think I'd like to change my earlier answer."

"Good," she nodded, as she said, "Everyone, it's time for our newest pet's initiation."

I was shocked when people stopped what they are doing and looked over to me.

My face burned with excitement and nervousness... I didn't like being the center of attention.

"Who won the raffle?" Mrs. Madison asked.

"I did," a woman I didn't recognize announced.

"Lucky you, Marge," Mrs. Madison smiled.

"Come sit on the table, my pet," I was ordered by Mrs. Madison.

Super thankful to get off my rather sore knees, I stood up and walked over to the table feeling every set of eyes watching me.

"Take off the rest of your clothes, my pet," Mrs. Madison instructed. "Let's let everyone see your beautiful young body."

"Yes, Mistress," I nodded, my hands trembling.

I pulled off my skirt and then my panties and finally my socks and shoes. I then stood there in front of over twenty women completely naked. As naked as Eve that first day.

Another Mistress commented, "Very nice."

"Isn't she?" Mrs. Madison agreed, before saying, "My pet, hop up onto the middle table and spread those sexy legs for all of your Mistresses.

I heard the word 'all' and assumed instantly that there was a hierarchy in this community and that I was at the very bottom of it.

"Did you enjoy watching Mrs. Smith get fisted?" Mrs. Madison asked.

"Yes," I nodded, even as I worried that I was about to be fisted.

"Come and get your prize, Madge," Mrs. Moran offered.

"Thank you, Mistress," Madge nodded, as she came to me. Without a word she buried her face in my pussy.

I moaned loudly, as I closed my eyes, surprised by the sudden aggressive licking.

After a couple of minutes, she slid a finger in and I moaned even louder.

Then two fingers.

Then three, this widening my pussy, creating new stimulations.

Madge then asked, "Ready to get fisted, my little slut?"

"I'm your slut," I moaned, wanting everyone here to know that I was a submissive for all... an obedient submissive to all.

Her hand slid inside me and my eyes went big. It hurt slightly, but a good hurt that was accompanied with pleasure.

The feeling was unlike any other. It was intense and I felt pressure everywhere inside me.

She opened her hand inside me and my entire being seemed to widen. I moaned loudly, as my entire body trembled. It was a lot different than a dildo filling my pussy. It wasn't a fucking, but oddly gentle.

As her fist was inside me, she began licking my pussy.

Instantly, my whole body was on fire.

The flames burned inside me, my head went light and I begged, suddenly realizing I needed permission to come, "May I come, Mistress?"

"Yes, you may," about a dozen women all said.

Letting go completely, my orgasm erupted through me as I screamed, "Thank yoooooooooou."

She eventually moved her hand out of me and my cum flooded out of my pussy like a broken faucet.

When I finally opened my eyes, the room was back to a lesbian orgy. An orgy I wanted to be a part of. Unfortunately, it wasn't to be.

Mrs. Madison said, as she looked down at me, "You need to get back home so you are not late for curfew."

"Oh," I said, devastated inside.

"I know my pet," she smiled, "you want to munch on pussy all night long."

"I do," I nodded.

"But unfortunately, your Mom isn't in the loop," she said.

"I figured as much," I said, as I sat up, cum still leaking out of me.

"Don't worry, honey, she is on the list," she added.

"No way," I said with astonishment.

"Oh, never judge a book by its cover," she smiled.

"I think I'm learning that," I nodded, as I looked around and watched more of the lesbian orgy.

"Oh, the learning is just starting," she promised.

"Yes, Mistress," I nodded.

"Now go," she said. "You will be beckoned by each woman in the community over the next few weeks.

"I can't wait," I replied, wondering who else was in the community I didn't know about.

"I know, my pet," she nodded. "Go out through the kitchen so no one sees you."

"Yes, Mistress," I nodded. I got dressed, my clothes in different rooms, and gave one last lingering look to the orgy. My pussy was still burning, as I reluctantly left, heading out to the kitchen and walking in on another kinky act.

It was Ms. Burns bent over in her own kitchen naked, as another woman I didn't know had a wooden spoon.

Ms. Burns, not knowing I was there, begged, "Yes, Mistress, may I have another?"

"Should I give her another, Rebecca?" the Mistress asked.

"Yes, ma'am," I nodded, even though I wasn't sure what I was approving.

I watched in shock as the wooden spoon made contact with Ms. Burns' naked ass.

"Yes!" Ms. Burns yelped and moaned, a sound I didn't know was possible.

"Another, Rebecca?" the Mistress asked.

I didn't know what Ms. Burns wanted, but I sensed she wanted more. So I answered, "Yes, ma'am."

I watched the wooden spoon hit again.

I listened to Ms. Burns grimace in pain and yet pleasure.

I wondered how such a violent act could be pleasurable.

Suddenly, I heard Mrs. Madison behind me. "You're still here?"

"I was just leaving," I said.

"Have a good night, my pet," she said, as she added, "And no touching that pussy."

"Yes, Mistress," I nodded, as I reluctantly left by the back door, just as I heard Ms. Burns yelp again.

.....

My pussy was on fire as I read about my great-grandmother's lesbian adventures. I grabbed my vibrator and turned it on low as I continued reading, unable to put it down even though I was exhausted.

.....

Over the next few weeks, I serviced every member in the secret community.

First, I went to Mrs. Pennington, where I got her off for over two hours and a half dozen orgasms with her reading all the while.

Ms. Burns actually had me fuck her with a wooden spoon after I gave her a couple of dozen spanks with it. Amazingly, the entire spoon somehow went deep inside her.

Then it was Mrs. White, who was the first to test my boundaries. She beckoned me to meet her right before lunch at school in the boardroom. I met her and she made me crawl under the table, that had a table cloth that completely hid me underneath and service her... while she had a meeting.

I had no idea if others there were part of the society, or if they knew I was under there, but I had to massage her pantyhose clad feet and ankles. She then moved her foot to my mouth and I sucked each of her toes, through the pantyhose.

When she called coffee break, she put her feet back in her heels and walked away. Anxiety coursed through me at getting caught under the table.

When she returned a couple of minutes later, she opened her legs and pointed to her pussy. I crawled between them, eager to lick her and thinking she wouldn't risk getting caught any more than I did. Thus, I relaxed and focused on slow pleasing.

I licked her slowly for an eternity, yet never more than a tease.

Suddenly she stood up and said, "That's it for today, ladies."

I again waited with trepidation.

Once I heard the door close, Mrs. White ordered, "Crawl out, my pet."

"Yes, Mistress," I obeyed.

"You were driving me wild with that tongue," she said.

"I aim to please," I replied, looking up at her.

"Then come and finish what you started," she ordered, as she sat back down, opened her legs and snapped her fingers.