Courtesan Ch. 25

I ignored her. I didn't need to respond. I knew she wasn't angry. Instead I went back to sucking on her clit while I flicked it back and forth with my tongue. I was confident that this would gradually drive her wild and eventually put her over the edge.

Focusing my attention, I worked earnestly. It wasn't long before I felt the tension in Mandy's body again beginning to build. I kept sucking her. I was patient. I waited until she was just about to cum and then I released her clit and retreated back down to the opening to her womb.

Giggling, Mandy slapped the side of my head and breathlessly said, "Damn you Timmy, you're evil."

I looked up at her. I could feel the moisture of her arousal coating my face. Teasingly, I asked; "Do you want me to stop?"

Mandy playfully waved her middle finger at me and then she laughed and yelled, "Fuck no! I want you quit fooling around and start licking me again."

Grinning at my friend, I pressed my lips into her dripping cunt and gave her a long slow kiss.

She took a deep breath and whispered. "Damn Timmy, that feels so good."

After that we settled into a pattern. I would gently kiss and lick Mandy's pussy. Once I was certain that she had her lust under control I'd start fucking her with my tongue. When I felt her excitement beginning to grow I'd move up to her clit and pleasure her with all the intensity I could muster.

As soon as I sensed that she was losing control and on the verge of cumming I'd release her engorged clit, slide back down to the slippery lips of her pussy and cover her with soft kisses and gentle licks. The moment I was confident that she'd regained her composure I'd start fucking her with my tongue again and when I felt her excitement start to grow I'd move back up to her clit.

I did this five times. Each time my lips left Mandy's clitoris she uttered a soft sigh of disappointment and when she felt me return there was a gasp of excitement.

The sixth time I sucked Mandy's clit into my mouth I didn't withdraw when I felt her excitement beginning to build. Instead, I slipped a single finger into her cunt and continued licking and sucking her clit. It was time to make her cum.

As soon as Mandy realized what I was doing she reached down and gently pushed my face away from her pussy. "No Timmy, I want you to lick my asshole before you get me off."

Looking up at her with a puzzled expression, I said; "But I thought you didn't care about that."

She smiled at me and then she slowly shook her head. "No Babydoll, I told you that it doesn't excite me as much as it excites dominants like your wife. That doesn't mean that I don't still enjoy it."

Mandy grinned. "It makes me feel wicked and I love doing things that make me feel wicked."

I laughed. "The other night Kelly told me the same thing."

Mandy giggled. "That doesn't surprise me. Your wife is one of the wickedest women I've ever met. She loves to do really naughty things."

"Yes, I know. She's told me about some of them."

Mandy stared at me. I was quite certain that she was wondering how much I actually did know. After a moment she asked, "You like having a wicked wife, don't you Timmy?"

I didn't have to think about the answer to that question at all. I just smiled at her and said; "Yes, I like it very much." And then I added. "I also like having a wicked best friend."

That made Mandy pause. She was quiet for a moment. Finally, in a very serious tone of voice, she said; "I just like having you for a best friend."

We stared at each other. After a few seconds Mandy started giggling. "I particularly like having a best friend who enjoys kissing my sweet little tush."

She lay back, slid her hips forward, spread her legs farther apart and pulled her feet up onto the chair cushion. Once she was set Mandy looked down at me with a lewd smile and whispered, "Hop to it pussyboy. It's time for you to lick my asshole."

"Are you sure? It seems like that would be an awfully wicked thing to do."

"Yes it does, doesn't it. I can't wait."

I leaned forward. Mandy's breath caught as I slowly ran my tongue through the entire length of her gorgeous rear. When my lips touched her tiny anus I felt her shiver with excitement and when I began probing her with my tongue she started giggling and whispered, "Timmy that is so fucking nasty. I just love it."

Without taking my tongue out of her ass, I glanced up at Mandy. She was watching me. There was an excited smile on her face. When she saw me looking at her she lasciviously licked her lips, slipped her fingers up to her sweat covered breasts and started pinching and twisting her nipples.

I pushed my tongue deeper into her asshole.

Mandy squealed with delight. "Yes Timmy! That's right! That's exactly what I want. You're such a nasty little asslicker."

The unabashed vulgarity of Mandy's comment excited me. At that moment I really did feel wicked. Shamelessly, I tried to push my tongue even deeper into her ass. At the same time I reached up and rubbed her clit.

"Oh yeah, that's it babydoll. Frig my clit while you tongue fuck my asshole. Make me cum!"

Mandy savagely pulled and twisted her nipples while licked her ass and rubbed her clit. For a moment it seemed like we were suspended in time and then I felt the tension building in her body.

Suddenly she reached down, grabbed a handful of my hair and ruthlessly pulled me up to her cunt. "Eat me Timmy! I want to cum all over your face."

I didn't even think about what was happening. I just pressed my face into Mandy's aroused sex and started licking her.

She grabbed the back of my head with both of her hands and held me to her. As she ground her sopping cunt into my lips and nose I heard her take a deep breath. For a moment she was absolutely still and then she screamed.

Mandy's entire body started to shake, but she still continued fucking my face and I kept licking her. She had me in a headlock, so I really didn't have any choice. It didn't matter. At that moment I so aroused that all I wanted to do was keep my face buried in this beautiful woman's gushing cunt.

Time lost it's significance. I have no idea how long we stayed in that lewd embrace. I would guess that it was probably only a few seconds. Finally Mandy relaxed her iron grip on my head, put her feet back on the floor and collapsed into the chair with her eyes closed.

I leaned against one of her legs and smiled. My face was coated with the moisture of Mandy's lust. The intense excitement of the last few minutes had left me breathless. While I needed a moment to regain my composure, I was still excited. Glancing down, I saw that my tiny penis was sticking straight up.

I gazed up at Mandy. She opened her eyes. She looked at me for a moment and then she smiled and very quietly said, "Timmy that was wonderful."

I gave Mandy a modest not and said, "Thank you, I enjoyed it every bit as much as you did."

"Spoken like a true submissive." Mandy giggled. "I think our motto has to be, it's better to give than to receive."

I grinned at her. "That's certainly my philosophy."

Glancing down at my erect penis, Mandy smiled and said; "Oh my, it appears that somebody is revitalized and ready to return to action."

She stood up, then she reached down, grabbed my arm and gently pulled me to my feet. "Come on studman, let's move over to the couch. I've been looking forward to feeling your cute little cock inside my pussy all day."

As Mandy led me over to the couch, I laughed and said; "Do you say that to all your studs?"

Letting go of my hand, she lay down on the couch and winked at me. "Just the ones with wonderful little cocks like yours." And then she reached out and squeezed my tiny erection. "This is going to fit very nicely in my petite little pussy."

"Will it fit as nicely as Antoine's big cock?" The words just popped out of my mouth. As soon as I realized what I'd said I regretted it.

Mandy sat up and studied my face. After a moment she sighed. "Men! You just don't understand. Timmy honey, I can take Antoine's cock. I even enjoy it because he's such a gentle, caring lover; but it's definitely not my favorite. Frankly I prefer about six inches. That's more than enough to keep me happy, but..."

"That's still about and inch and a half more than I have."

"You didn't let me finish."

"Sorry."

"For me the way a guy uses his cock is much more important than the size." Mandy smiled at me. "This morning, Kelly told me that you like to dance. Timmy I've been waiting all day to dance with you. Keisha and Tonya heard about it too and they're both envious that I get to have you first."

I laughed. "They seemed pretty happy with Gary and Antoine."

Mandy shook her head in frustration. "Yes Timmy, I'm sure they're enjoying themselves right now, but that doesn't mean that they're both not eager to have you. You and I are submissives, they're not. Tonight we're their slaves. This was the only pairing that would have worked. Babydoll, there are going to be other nights. Nights when we'll all just be together as good friends and both Keisha and Tonya are going to want you on some of those nights."

Smiling sheepishly at Mandy, I said; "I'm sorry, I guess I feel a little self conscious about the fact that my penis is about the same size as a ten year old boys."

Mandy reached out and took my hand in hers. "That's all right Timmy, I understand." She gave me a warm smile. "But please believe this. When I was working as an escort I quickly learned to judge men by the size of their hearts, not by the size of their cocks. My dear friend, by that criteria, you are the king of the world."

I grinned at Mandy.

She gave my arm a yank and pulled me down on top of her. "Come on King Timmy, it's time for us to dance."

And we did.

I started with a slow waltz. This was what Kelly had taught me two nights earlier; One, two, three, one, two, three; in, rest, out, in, rest, out.

Mandy picked up the rhythm immediately. After a minute she started giggling and said, "Timmy this is wonderful. Where did you ever learn to do this?"

"Kelly taught me earlier this week. I was really nervous. We've never actually fucked very often. I think she was just trying to get me to relax."

"Did that bother you? I mean not that other guys were fucking her, but that you weren't getting to fuck her."

We were both still keeping the rhythm; one, two, three, one, two, three. It reminded me of a scene from an old movie that had two people making casual conversation while they waltzed on the dance floor.

I thought for a moment and then I answered. "Kelly and I talked about this a little the other night. I guess I just accepted it as part of our relationship. I knew that Kelly was always getting regularly fucked by several other guys. I assumed that my tiny dick and my tendency to cum quickly made it pretty hard for me to compete with them. When we were together Kelly loved having me go down on her and I loved doing it. That made both of us happy. It was always easy for me to get her off. I mean I could make her cum three or four times in an evening. After she was well satisfied Kelly would always reward me with a hand job and sometimes even a blow job. I liked that because I didn't have to worry about how poorly I was performing. When Kelly was getting me off I could just relax and enjoy it."

Mandy looked up at me with a skeptical smile.

I shook my head. "What?"

"You can't fool me, there was more to it than that."

"Like what?"

"I'm willing to bet that you were very excited by the idea that Kelly was putting out for all those other guys, but refusing to do it for you. That played right into your masochism, didn't it."

"Kelly didn't really refuse, it just sort of happened that way."

"Don't quibble, you understand exactly what I'm saying.

I laughed. "You know me much too well."

She shrugged. "We're both submissives. I understand how your mind works. I'm also quite certain that Kelly found it every bit as exciting as you did, maybe even more so. Timmy that was the beginning of your dominant submissive relationship."

Nodding, I said; "I never really thought about it like that, but now that you say it I have to admit that you're probably correct."

"Yes I am."

"Okay, but if that's true; why did she let me fuck her the other night?"

Mandy rolled her eyes. "Timmy you're smarter than that. Think about it."

For a moment, I considered Mandy's question while we quietly fucked. Finally I answered, "I suppose she felt guilty about everything that's happened during the past year."

Shaking her head, Mandy said; "That might have been part of it, but I don't believe it was the real reason."

"All right, what do you think was the real reason?"

"Timmy honey, Kelly lost you last week. When you left her she was forced to confront the possibility of actually having to live the rest of her life without you. That made her understand just how much you mean to her and how much she loves you. I think she also realized just how selfish she's been. Babydoll, your wife will continue playing with other men. It's in her nature. I don't believe she could stop if she wanted to."

Mandy smiled up at me. "But from now on she's going to be paying a lot more attention to making sure that your needs are being fulfilled. Sweetie, your wife loves you, cares about you and most of all doesn't want to risk losing you."

I started to respond. "But..."

Mandy pressed two of her fingers against my lips. "Shhhh, enough talk, it's time to for us to concentrate on fucking. We can talk more later. Do you know any other dances? This waltz is fun, but I'm ready for something a little more up tempo."

"Kelly and I did the rumba the other night. We both thought it was fun."

"The rumba! How do you do that?"

"The rhythm is slow quick quick. Like this."

I paused for a moment and then I pushed my cock in and out of Mandy in one smooth, slow, very deliberate motion. I waited one count and then I quickly pumped my cock in and out of her two times and paused again. After another count I repeated the same slow, quick, quick motion. Mandy picked it up immediately and on the third time she was moving with me.

Together we danced the rumba.

After several minutes Mandy started giggling. "Timmy this is fabulous. I want to try this with music. Could we do that some night?"

Grinning at her, I said; "I think that would be a lot of fun."

"Tonya and Keisha are going to want to do this too. Will you dance with them Timmy?"

"Are you asking me if I'm willing to have sex with two beautiful women?"

Mandy laughed. "I guess that was a silly question."

We stopped talking and focused on the dance. As we danced our excitement grew. It wasn't long before both of us began to have trouble keeping the rhythm.

Suddenly Mandy shook her head in frustration and said, "Screw the dance. Fuck me Timmy, fuck me as hard as you can."

That was all the encouragement I needed. We rutted like wild animals. Mandy had two orgasms. Just after she'd recovered from the second one I felt that familiar tingling growing in my loins.

I don't know how, but Mandy sensed it. She wrapped her legs around my thighs and cried, "Timmy stay inside me. Stay as deep inside me as you possibly can. I want to feel your hot cum pumping into my womb."

I did.

As soon as I was finished ejaculating Mandy wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me down on top of her. "Lay on top of me Timmy. I want to feel your body pressing against mine."

We lay together on the couch, me on top of Mandy, both of us naked and sweaty. Gradually my small penis softened and slipped out of her very wet cunt. Neither of us cared. We were spent. All we wanted to do was hold each other and enjoy the warm afterglow of our sex.