Carly's WMAF Fantasy Pt. 21

"That's just it, Jay... er... Mr. Simpson?"

"Jay is fine when we're alone."

"Uhmm... okay, Sir... Well... Sherry wouldn't be Sherry without all the other stuff. She'd be somebody else... and... Well... I don't want somebody else."

"Well said," I told Hideo. "I just wanted you to know that I don't have plans of relinquishing control over her. I enjoy fucking her and I plan on continuing that."

Hideo squirmed, clearly both uncomfortable and a little turned on.

I continued on, "I might even knock her up someday," I said, testing the waters. He squirmed some more. "Can you see yourself raising a child as your own that you knew wasn't yours?"

Daphne was now sucking hard and had reached under her dress to finger herself. I knew that being with me when I showed my dominance over Hideo turned her on. I didn't realize by how much. After several moments of silence, Hideo answered. "It wouldn't be my first choice, Sir. But if that's what it takes."

"It's either that or become the man she needs you to be. Those are your choices if you want to be with her."

"I don't know if I could be like... this, Jay," he said, gesturing at Daphne.

"Maybe not... but then you need to be happy with me fucking, using, tormenting and breeding your cute little slut girlfriend."

Hideo gave it thought before finally standing and extending his hand, "I appreciate the counsel, Mr. Simpson."

"No problem. Think about what I said. Now, if you could have Victoria come in here after you leave, that would be terrific."

His eyes got wide at the implication. I guess I'd kept my new office affair a secret up until now. I knew I could trust Hideo to keep a secret. 5 seconds after he slipped out, Victoria slipped in and locked the door behind her. "Yes, Mr. S?" she said as if the blonde girl sucking me off in front of her was the most normal thing in the world.

"Victoria, sit down," I told her as I leaned back. "You wont a contest with this slut the other day and I think it's only fair to repeat the challenge. So Daphne, if you can get me off before Victoria cums, you can have a reward. If not, you owe me another favor. Deal?"

Daphne simply nodded while redoubling her efforts on my cock. Victoria's eyes smoldered as she immediately stripped out of her top, revealing her mammoth tits and new tattoos. She traced the letters with one hand while fingering herself with the other. As hot as that was, it was the look in her eyes that got me. Her mouth was hanging slightly open and her glassy eyes were wide as she stared at me. No... almost through me. It was like watching her brain switch off and she was being run only by her cunt. And then she started talking.

"Please, Mr. S... will you defile me with your cock. Use me any way you want. My body exists to serve you in whatever depraved, twisted way you want. It doesn't matter how awful or immoral I think it is... All that matters is that my body, mind and soul keeps you happy and gets you off. You own me... the words are right here to prove it."

Despite the game being to race me to an orgasm, Victoria didn't want that. She simply wanted me to feel pleasure. The thought made my cock surge down Daphne's throat causing her to gag slightly. The blonde girl never stopped, however. She simply impaled herself harder and faster on my shaft. When I looked up, Victoria's legs were spread wide, one on each leg of the chair and she was plunging three fingers into her gaping cunt. I could see into her hot, pink hole every time her fingers came out. "See, Mr. S. My empty pussy is a barren waste without your godlike cock. I need to worship your cock in this most sacred hole. I need your seed to spill into me. I need to know that I'm pleasing you," she said.

"Please me by cumming, Victoria," I whispered, gritting my teeth to hold back my own orgasm. I'd started this little game to torment Daphne and bring her down a peg. But I was quickly getting to a point of no return.

Victoria winked at me then started strumming her cilt hard and fast. She shot off almost immediately twitch and spasming as her legs jerked wildly. That was enough for me and I came myself right after, shooting my thick load down Daphne's throat. I felt all my muscles relax as I sat back in my chair. Daphne also leaned back and looked up at me with a happy little smile. "I hate losing but damn if this isn't fun," she said with a smile.

"Two favors you owe me now, baby?" I said.

"I can't wait to repay them," she whispered huskily. She pulled a compact out and started fixing her makeup, wiping away the evidence of our philandering. Victoria also put her clothes back on and straightened herself up returning to normal secretary mode as if nothing unusual had just happened.

When the two girls left, I checked my phone.

Louise: Can we hurry up and get our third date done? I'm tired of playing games and waiting... Master. 😈🍆👌💦💦💦 😈

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Chapter 22

To say I rushed out after work would be an understatement. I practically sprinted out of the building and grabbed the first cab that vaguely looked at me. A generous tip and a hair raising ride through rush hour later I was standing at the door to the girl's room, grinning ear to ear. I knocked on the door and a soft, "Come in," came from the room.

I opened the door and saw Starla and Sherry sitting at the kitchen counter, deep in discussion. Sherry looked up at me and her beautiful smile spread across her face.

"Hello, Master," she said to me in a sultry tone.

"Slut," Starla said but without any venom. Sherry simply stuck her tongue out at her roommate before returning her attention to me.

"Hideo said you had a little talk with him today. He tried to lay down the law to me. It was so cute."

"Well I know you have certain needs," I said as I tried to subtly look into the bedroom for Louise.

"Master, I will fuck whoever you tell me to. But what I need is a big thick white cock and a dominant white owner," she was watching me, no smile, no emotion. Simply trying to judge my reaction.

I stopped looking around and focused on her. "Don't worry, Sherry. I am never going to give you away. I've been clear from the moment this started that if Hideo was able to TAKE you away, I wouldn't stop it. But if he's not..." I paused meaningfully before walking up to her. I could see her breath quicken and her chest heave. The anticipation of what I was going to do or say, "Then Carly won't be the only pregnant chink carrying a superior white baby."

Her eyes fluttered and she moaned softly, "Thank you, Master."

"Now... I want you to do me a favor tonight. To show me how truly submissive you are to me and not Hideo."

"Yes, Master?"

"Go over to his place and make him eat you to as many orgasms as you can take."

"But... but... I'll be all bitchy like you hate?" she said, confused.

"Exactly... take him out to dinner and show him how you are after you've been sated. Explain it all to him. Tell him everything. Tell him how being denied by my big white cock makes you feel. Tell him how he's only good for giving you orgasms so you can go back to being denied by a real man."

Sherry's eyes were wide and she nodded in understanding. "Yes, Master." She hopped off her chair and ran into the bedroom.

"You really have all of them wrapped around your finger, don't you?" Starla said.

I looked at the busty girl. The girl that had begged Kyrsten to get me to force myself on her. In many ways, Starla was my kinkiest slut... though maybe Maureen was close... or Sherry... or... okay... well, they were all pretty kinky. "I think it would be more accurate to say I have all of you wrapped around my cock."

She "harumphed" but didn't say anything, simply folded her arms across her chest and looked at me.

"Be honest, for once, Starla. You're wet right now thinking of being fucked and Sherry finding out your perverted little fetish, aren't you?"

Her mouth hung open and she tried to shake her head side to side, "No," she whispered defensively. "I... I... I don't want that..."

"Then what do you want, Starla? Do you want to be my girlfriend? Is that what you imagine? Do you want to be girl number 4 in my life?"

She thought about it for a moment before looking at me, "Actually... no... I like you and all. But you're not really my type."

I was a little taken aback, "Not your type? Seriously?"

"I kind of like the quiet nerdy types," she said with a wistful smile.

The irony of that statement wasn't lost on me. In high school, that would have described me pretty well. I'd done a lot over the years to outgrow that aspect of myself and the situation with Carly and all the other women had really brought me to another level of confidence. But eight years ago I would have been exactly what she described. Of course, eight years ago I wouldn't have had the confidence to take her and make her mine even through her mock protests. And that gave me the realization about why she was so frustrated, "You're looking for a unicorn, aren't you Starla?"

"What do you mean?"

"You want a quiet, nerdy, introspective kind of guy. But you also want a guy who will take you and claim you and use you." I was trying to be matter of fact. I didn't want to fuck her right then. Half of my mind was still on Louise, after all.

"No... well... yeah... I guess. That's pretty much it."

"Tell you what, until you find your unicorn, you have fun dating all the guys you want and I'll just keep taking anything and everything I want from you whenever I feel like it."

She looked at me and the smoldering look was back. She leaned forward, letting her t-shirt fall open and revealing her beautiful, naked breasts. "I think that would be a terrible idea. All those poor boys would be positively green with envy," she said, emphasizing our safeword, green.

"I'm sure," I said. I reached forward and grabbed her hard nipples through the t-shirt, twisting them roughly and leaving the shirt stretched out. Starla yelped and I kept doing it, pinching harder and twisting further until I heard the bedroom door open. I quickly released her nipples and she sat back down, practically panting. Sherry barely noticed either of us, however. She was applying her makeup and talking to Hideo on the phone, telling him that she'd be over in just a few minutes.

I said my goodbyes to the girls and walked out, still unaware where Louise was. I pulled out my phone and typed a quick message.

Me: Hey! Where are you?

Louise: Carly took me shopping and is going to help me get ready. I'm at your place.

Me:??

Louise: Come on over, stud ;)

I started to run downstairs and was suddenly stopped by a beautiful woman who was watching me with all the intensity of one of my girls and none of the lust. "Sorry, I'm in a hurry... I need..."

"Yeah... I know all about it. Off to another girl?"

I was a little taken aback. "Yes... I'm sorry... who are you?" I looked her up and down, it was the same Arabic girl I'd noticed a couple of times before. Her light caramel skin was smooth and her face was absolutely stunning. Any other day and I'd have been very interested in pursuing her. Just not today.

"I'm the RA for this floor."

"Oh... hi. I'm Jay. It's nice to meet you," I said extending my hand. She simply looked at it and shrugged.

"I'm not here to introduce myself. Look, I've been watching you..."

"Really?" I said, intrigued despite my rush.

"Not like that, dick. I've seen what's been going on with Sherry. You need to cool it."

"We aren't hurting anybody," I said defensively.

"Not right now... maybe. I'll be talking to Sherry and she may need to see a school psychologist."

"What? Why?"

"She walked naked through the dorm after getting a whole bunch of fucked up tattoos."

I sighed. When she put it like that it didn't sound so good. "Look... it's complicated and personal."

"Personal but between you, her and a bunch of other girls?"

"Yes. Exactly. Look, I'm really in a rush, Sherry's headed out tonight but I'm sure she'll talk to you. In fact, I'll text her and tell her it's okay. But don't jump to conclusions, please. Keep an open mind and actually listen to her. Okay?"

"I don't owe you shit, asshole?" she said.

"I know. But you do owe Sherry at least the benefit of the doubt. And for my part, we'll keep the wild stuff behind closed door, okay?"

"Fine. But we're not done here, okay?"

"I'll be around. Now, can I please go. I really am in a hurry."

She waved me on and I finished my rush downstairs and back to my apartment. 15 minute later I was opening the door, having fumbled and dropped the keys twice in my rush.

"Carly? Louise?" I called opening the door.

"Master, what took you so long?" Carly said, coming up to me and giving me a sweet welcome home kiss. She was wearing a short, thin t-shirt that barely covered her body.

I laughed and hugged her, "I got a little excited by Louise's text and went straight to her dorm after work."

"Pretty eager, aren't you Master?"

"I guess I am... uhmm... is she here?"

"Yes. She wanted my help in getting ready for tonight," Carly said. Something about the way she said it made it sound much less casual than that.

"What do you mean?"

Suddenly, Louise walked out completely nude. I'd seen little bits of her in her teasing over the last month but this was the first time seeing her completely and totally naked. Her dark hair hung across her shoulders, covering one of her small breasts but leaving the other completely exposed. I could see the rock hard nipple poking out, practically begging for attention. Her body was shiny, as if she'd just gotten out of the shower and her legs and pussy were perfectly smooth. "Carly has already shaved me and rubbed some nice lotion onto my skin so it's as soft and smooth as possible for you, Mr. S."

I swallowed hard as I stared at her and Carly gave me a peck on the cheek before whispering, "I love you. You're welcome." She walked over to Louise and said, "Now we just need to find you the perfect outfit for him."

"Yes," Louise said as she turned away and headed for the bedroom. "Find me something that will make him more turned on than he's ever been before, will you? Something appropriate for his new white goddess."

"Of course," Carly said simply. She looked over her shoulder and her eyes sparkled with mischievous lust. I almost felt like I was along for the ride as I followed the perfect naked ass into my room. I dimly made a note of the cute little dimples in the small of her back and the nice tiny waist that would be perfect for holding onto. But those were simply background thoughts as I marveled at how effortlessly she'd slipped into the kink that Carly and I shared.

Louise stood in front of the full length mirror in our room, looking at herself. "You did a very good job getting me smooth, didn't she Mr. S?"

"Very good," I said, somehow finding my voice.

"But now she needs to make me look perfect. Show our Master what you bought me today, Carly."

Carly happily walked over and picked up two bags and then carefully laying out the various articles of clothing on the bed. It was a lot.

"I know Master wants you to wear stockings and a choker. I think these will be perfect," she said as she held up a leather collar and some fishnet stockings.

I felt my cock twitch but Louise had other ideas, "No... Those will be good for another night. A night only about fucking. But not tonight, I don't think. I'm a virgin, after all, you know. Not some pathetic trashy whore... at least not yet," she said winking at me. "I think those would look better on you. You can wear them while you edge yourself and wait for him."

Carly nodded, "Then I think these might be best," she said, this time holding up a pair of white silk stockings that looked particularly expensive. They were accompanied by a lace garter belt.

Louise nodded and Carly rushed to fit it around Louise's slim waist. Then she held the stockings so that Louise could step into them as she rolled them up and clipped them in place. It was a very erotic, almost ritualistic set of actions and I wondered if they'd rehearsed this. While she was stepping into the stockings, she reached down and held up two other chokers. One was a soft, fragile looking white lace choker while the other was a black velvet ribbon with a small pearl dangling down. "Which do you like, Mr. S?"

"I think the white one would be best for you... at least tonight."

"Mmmm... you want to be reminded how virginal and innocent I am?"

"Something like that," I said with a smile. She tossed the other on the bed and slipped the chosen necklace on, watching me as she did it.

"Now... Carly offered to buy me some underwear but I didn't think that would be appropriate. So the only thing left is to choose a dress. Carly, show Mr. S the two dresses you bought me. I picked one of them and she picked the other. Don't tell him which..." she said in warning as Carly grabbed two articles of clothing from the bed. "If he picks mine, you don't get his cock for a week. If he picks yours, you get to drink his cum from me tonight," she said and Carly nodded.

"Don't I get a say in this?" I asked with a smile.

"Of course, Mr. S. You get whatever you want. Those are just suggestions," Louise said with all the mock sincerity she could muster. She grinned at me and winked bawdily.

I looked at the two dresses. One was a long, light blue dress with slits halfway up the thigh on either side and a sleeveless halter top with a large cutout that would amply show off my date's cleavage.

The other was a short red mini-dress, barely long enough to cover the stocking tops. There was a slit up one side that went all the way to the hip. It also had a loose, plunging top that would drop to the woman's belly button. I knew which one each of the girls had chosen. I knew that the more reserved, elegant one was the one that Louise had chosen. I knew that Carly would have chosen the other one. Heck, she had a dress very similar to it that she knew was my favorite.

"Louise," I said to the short, nearly naked woman. "I think that the white, innocent undergarments will contrast very nicely with a particularly sexy dress. So I think the red one is what I'd like."

Louise looked a little surprised but then smiled. Carly practically jumped for joy, clapping her hands girlishly. "I hope you're just as happy when you're licking his cum from my freshly fucked cunt."

Carly gave me a huge kiss and then stared into my eyes when she said, "I'm happy to take Master's cum from any source. Any hole. Whatever he wants."

I kissed her back, our tongue's dancing together briefly before I disentangled. "Carly, you need to help my date with her shoes too," I said.

"Yes, Master," she whispered as she knelt down at Louise's feet.

"The black strappy ones," I said before either woman could ask. Truthfully, all three pairs of shoes the girls picked out were incredibly sexy. I was tempted to have Louise wear the thigh high boots that they'd found but they weren't super practical and it was a pretty warm night. The pair I chose were four or five inches high and I was sure would look very sexy on her.

Louise watched me as she stepped into each shoe, allowing Carly to guide her foot sensually into place. Again there was that almost ritualistic pattern. Carly slowly slid Louise's foot into the show then snugly secured it with the thing straps before buckling the delicate latch into place and then repeating with the other foot. When the show was secured, Louise abruptly stepped forward and gave me a massive kiss, ignoring Carly.

"Now... I'm going to take your fiance out on a wonderful date, tease him until he's rock hard then come back here and fuck him right in front of you, slut. By the end of the night, he'll know which type of pussy he likes best." Louise said the words to Carly in a matter of fact way but that didn't stop Carly from being obviously aroused. "And what are you going to do while you wait for us?"