Boyfriend Lessons Ch. 07

Eric stood at the stove watching the bacon fry. Well, he stood a bit away from the stove so the grease didn't splatter on his exposed body. He was daydreaming again, tasting Mona on his lips. She woke him up with her pussy smothering his face. She didn't even touch his cock, but that was fine by him.

*SMACK!*

"Hahahah, got you again, lover boy!" Sarah stood behind him in the kitchen, wearing nothing but a tight shirt and her panties. "I'll take some bacon and eggs, too."

"Eric, I have to run some errands and hit the gym today. You still have a lot to learn, and Sarah has graciously agreed to help while I'm out. You're to be her perfect boyfriend and do everything she says. She'll be providing a full report at the end of the day." Mona said, taking a bite of eggs. "Got it?"

Eric looked down at his plate and Sarah smirked. "I think he's tongue tied."

"Got it?" Mona repeated, ice edging her voice.

"Yeah, I got it." Eric sighed.

"Hm. I'm not sure you do. You see what I mean, Sarah? They get some pussy and they think they're in charge."

Ten hard spanks later, Mona's hand and Eric's ass were both stinging. Eric's head was swimming again, and he felt blissful. Instead of sitting down, he knelt by her side, thanking her and kissing her feet. This is a better place to be anyway, he thought.

"Better. Sarah, don't go easy on him. He's got a midterm coming up, and I want him to be ready."

A midterm, Eric thought, the fuck does that mean? He didn't dare ask, and waited until they were done to get up and clean up the dishes. Mona gave him a kiss on her way out the door, along with a final warning not to let her down.

"Oh lover boy!" Sara cried as soon as the door closed. "Or is it brown-noser? Come here and let's find out."

Eric moped to Sarah's room, knowing what he would find. She was on her bed, checking her phone with her prodigious ass in the air. She waggled it at him as he walked over. He had to admit, her ass was plush and he wanted to bury his face in it, but when he got close he could smell her distinctive odor. He balked.

"Oh, yes," Sarah said, pushing her ass up. "I prepared a mid-morning snack. Aren't you going to thank me?."

"I... uh..."

"Shut up and eat, brown-noser, or I'm texting Mona."

Eric hesitated a moment longer, and then slumped down and nuzzled her cheeks. Sarah laughed at his compliance. She let him nuzzle her panties a while, inhaling her scent, before she pulled them down and went back to her phone. Sarah let out a long sigh as she felt Eric's tongue lapping at her back door. He wanted to be grossed out by kissing her there first thing in the morning, but his needy erection gave the lie to that.

Mona was right, Sarah thought, this is super relaxing. She made Eric worship her ass until she was fully satisfied., and then rolled over so he could bring her to another screaming orgasm. Eric's tongue was exhausted when she finally let go of his head and his face was soaked in her juices.

"Nothing like an orgasm to start the day!" Sara got up to put some clothes on. "Well, not for you. I won't be touching that sad little thing. Wouldn't want Marcus beating your ass, now would I?" She smirked as she looked at his package. "Would I?" Eric looked down and blushed, not knowing how to respond.

"So... you're my perfect boyfriend, right?" Sara's voice was pure saccharine. "That means you'll do all kinds of things for me, right?"

"I guess so," Eric laughed nervously.

"It's my week to clean the apartment, and I've got so much laundry to do. Could you help little old me, my sweet boyfriend?" Sarah pouted and planted a peck on his cheek, innocently brushing against his cock.

Are you fucking kidding me? Eric thought. But he wisely chose to say, "sure, I can do that." The memory of the earlier spanking was still fresh in his mind. Sarah had yet to spank him, but he didn't doubt that she would.

Eric spent the morning doing dishes, vacuuming, and taking care of Sarah's laundry. Sarah gave him strict instructions for handling her clothes, what cycle to use, and which pieces had to be hand washed. He listened closely, and tried not to mess things up. The problem was that every time he would start making progress on one chore Sarah would interrupt him. She added more tasks, made him redo some, and at one point demanded a foot rub followed by more oral. The rest of the time she spent watching TV and playing on her phone.

By the time he was tasked with making lunch, Eric had half a dozen chores started and none finished. He didn't protest when Sarah had him spend the meal under the table rubbing her feet and kissing her legs, but he did wish she'd eat faster. When she was finished, she used his mouth to get off again and he was only allowed to eat once she was satisfied.

Finally, Sarah took a shower, which let him actually finish some things. He frantically cleaned up from lunch and put away her laundry. It would have been titillating to handle her unmentionables, were he not too harried to enjoy it.

"Come here once you're done," Sara called from the living room. When he finished and came over, she was waiting in a set of red satin lingerie. Eric openly gawked at her curvaceous body, sprawled on the sofa.

"You like it? It's for Marcus tonight." Eric dumbly nodded, unable to pull his eyes away. Sara ran her hands down her body, putting on a show.

"Ugh. It's too bad we can't fuck. You've got a decent looking cock, if you know how to use it." She got a mischievous glint in her eye. "Play with it for me."

Eric was already rock hard, but it took him a second to realize what she wanted. He smiled weakly and complied, stroking his shaft.

"No cumming," Sarah instructed. "This is my show, not yours."

Eric slowed his pace, realizing he'd be in trouble if he didn't.

"Good boy. Play with your nipples."

This is new, Eric thought. He tentatively touched his nipple, but it didn't feel like much. He gently rubbed them, appreciating how it seemed to turn Sarah on.

"Harder, idiot. Pinch and rub them like you know you want to play with my tits." To demonstrate, Sara unhooked her bra and fondled her tits while her other hand rubbed her clit. Eric did his best to copy her movements and soon found himself softly moaning.

"There you go. Remember, this is my show. If you cum, Mona's gonna be pissed." Sarah's hand pumped away at her nethers, drawing her closer to her orgasm as Eric fought to keep his at bay. Every time he had to slow or stop to control himself, Sarah got more turned on.

"Oh fuck. Maybe you should just cum," Sarah breathed heavily, "I'd love to watch her punish you. Oh yeah, I'd suffocate you with my ass while she crushes your balls. Ugh, fuck, yeah, you loser." Sarah's orgasm was quieter this time. She held her breath as she came, the only indication being her body tensing with the effort.

"Phew, okay. You're free, lover boy. I need to get ready to see Marcus. He's going fuck the pussy you've been so lovingly licking all day. Don't forget to finish your chores before Mona gets home."

Mona walked in to see Eric frantically trying to finish the vacuuming. She put down her shopping bags and waited until he noticed her.

"I see you didn't finish your chores," Mona said, her voice flat. "Sarah tells me you were also a less than enthusiastic boyfriend this morning. That's disappointing."

Eric was crestfallen. He realized in that moment that the last thing he wanted to do was disappoint Mona. Sarah had sabotaged him, but he still wished it had turned out differently.

"Finish that, then my room." Sara walked off.

Eric finished as quickly as he could and walked in as Mona was putting some things away. He didn't know what to do, so he knelt and waited.

"That's a good move, but too little too late. I expect more, and you need to learn." Mona stripped off her sweaty gym clothes, but Eric was too nervous to ogle her as she did.

"Open"

Eric opened his mouth and was rewarded with her sweaty socks. The stench of her sweat was strong, but he didn't complain. He could see how sweaty the rest of her clothes were, noting the line of panty sweat between her ass cheeks. He opened his mouth again when she took them off, but instead she put them on his head, blinding him and enveloping him in her aroma.

"Stay."

Mona took her time showering. Eric didn't dare get up, hoping to earn his way back into her good graces. He couldn't help but enjoy the taste of her after a while. I'm getting obsessed with her, he thought. He mused about what she was going to do to him, a bit concerned and, if he was honest with himself, a bit excited.

Eric's legs were asleep by the time Mona came back. She made him wait while she finished drying off, brushed her hair, got dressed, and checked her phone. Eric remained silent.

"Stand," she commanded. Eric did his best to comply through the pins and needles. "This is your next lesson, and it's one in taking feedback. I need to know you're able to take a note and do better."

Eric stood there, waiting for some sort of impact.

"Are you going to respond, or stand there dumbly."

"Mmmhhph mphnh mphmhph" Eric mumbled through a mouthful of sweaty socks.

"Ugh. Just nod and make noises if you understand."

"Mmhmm," Eric nodded.

"Good."

Mona slipped cuffs on his wrists and he heard the click of a lock. Eric tested them as she walked around him.

"You knew Sarah was your girlfriend for the day. Yet, you disappointed her. You didn't finish your chores and you wouldn't clean her ass this morning. Do you know how self-conscious she is about how she smells down there?"

Mona grabbed Eric's nipples and pinched hard. He yelped and his knees buckled at the sudden assault, but the strength of her grip kept him standing. She grabbed his balls and squeezed, getting another yelp. She kneaded his testicles like a stress ball until his started whimpering.

"A pretty poor performance." Mona let go of his balls and stepped back. "You're in need of some correction. Just remember, you can tap out at any time, but then we're done. I'm not going to deal with a disappointment of a student. When you're ready for your correction, bend over."

Eric didn't hesitate this time. He mumbled a muffled apology and bent over where he was pretty sure her bed was. He still couldn't see, but he got close enough. He spread his legs, his hands already pinned behind his back.

"Good decision. I went shopping and got some fun things, but it looks like you're only going to get to see the not-fun things today."

Eric had no idea what she meant until WHACK the dull thud of a paddle pushed him forward. The impact was less sharp than her hairbrush, but no less intense.

"I don't hear counting," Mona said, her breath a bit heavy.

"Mmph!" Eric counted.

Mona laughed at his predicament and hit him again. He yelled into his sweaty gag before muffling out what may have been a "TWO". Again and again Mona paddled him, watching his ass get redder and redder. He'd be feeling this one all week. She'd be surprised if he didn't have bruises.

Eric heard the distinct click of a cell phone camera. He muffled out some protest, but Mona told him to shut it. How was she going to perfect her own teaching methods without notes? He got another five hits for speaking out of turn.

At ten hits with the paddle, Mona stopped and raked her nails across his reddened ass cheeks. He yelled into the gag, the intensity of the situation making him forget himself. When she spanked him with her hand, it was a relief after the paddle.

The relief was short lived when she hit him with a riding crop. This one stung like a bastard. She didn't limit herself to his ass, leaving bright red marks all over his thighs and back. Every time he tried to squirm away, he got a swift swat on his balls, putting him in his place.

When she was fully satisfied, Mona set aside the riding crop and grabbed Eric's cock. She stroked him until he was hard, running her other hand over his body and bending over to lick his ear. He could hear her heavy breathing and realized she was incredibly turned on.

She ran her nails across his sensitive body and stroked him until his muffled cries told her he was about to cum. Then, she dropped his cock and slapped his balls. Eric cried out and she laughed. Mona edged him like this over and over, never giving him relief.

Mona took more pictures and admired her work. Eric's hard cock and marked body were a delightful sight and she grabbed her vibrator to better enjoy herself. She left Eric waiting while she got off, reminding him of what he was missing out on because of his bad behavior.

Evening once again found Eric naked, kissing and massaging Mona's feet. Her foot idly toyed with his rock-hard-but-ignored cock. Eric jumped when the tumbler turned, but it could only be Sarah. Alice was still away on weekends. Eric was immediately on his knees in front of her with his head bowed.

"I'm sorry I was uncooperative earlier today. Can I please make it up to you? I'd love to eat your ass." Eric mumbled. He stared at the floor and was thankful Sarah couldn't see his blushing face.

Sarah burst out laughing. Eric quailed at the menace in her laugh. "Oh, fuck. Yes, yes you can." Sara cupped his chin in her hand and jammed her tongue into his mouth. He could taste the alcohol and pot on her breath. She turned around and let Eric plant a kiss on her ass before shedding her pants and leading him to the couch. Her large, swaying ass was as mesmerizing as ever. Sara spread her legs and pointed to the conspicuous wet spot on the front of her red satin panties. "But before that, you've got some work to do."

Eric crawled up to her and kissed the wet spot. It squelched. It smelled. It was... distressingly familiar. He looked over at Mona, horrified. She smiled knowingly and nodded toward the task before him. Sarah put a hand on his head and pulled him forward. Her other hand pulled her panties to the side, revealing her wet, cummy pussy.

He knew better than to reuse. He could still feel the sting of the crop and impact of the paddle on his body. Eric almost retched at the first taste of Marcus's cum. And the second. Sarah's hand was like an iron vice, holding him in place. It was like cleaning his own cum out of Mona's pussy, but so much more humiliating. He realized that not all cum tastes the same and that he was willingly eating another man's seed.

"I can't believe he's doing it," Sarah laughed to Mona.

"He's learning, albeit slowly."

Eric cleaned all around Sarah's pussy. He couldn't help but notice that it was slightly swollen and well-fucked. Her juices mixed with Marcus's cum, making a slick mess as he cleaned all around her labia before tonguing deep in her vagina. Just when he thought he was done, she tilted her hips so he could clean the bit that had dripped down to her ass.

"There you go, you little asslicker!" Sarah encouraged him. She had him lick the last of the cum from her panties before dismissing him to wash the cum from his face. When he came back, he was again at both girl's feet, content to go back and forth, massaging and kissing them as they chatted.

"You did well," Mona complimented Eric as they got ready for bed. "I'm still a bit disappointed, but at least you were able to make up for it."

"Thanks," Eric said. "I really just want to make you happy."

Mona stopped and her eyes softened. She kissed Eric deeply and held him tight. "You really are quite the find," she said as she brushed his hair back. She kissed him again and they settled in for the night.