Executive's Slut Ch. 03

In the bedroom, the bed was already turned down. This was planned. Why was this more about me than them? Wasn't I the one to please them? I was to obey and submit, though, not to question. I watched with some trepidation as Mrs. Baldwin went to the bottom drawer of her dresser. The drawer was full of sexual toys. I spotted a huge, black dildo and hoped she didn't choose that. I was surprised when she pulled out one that was small. All the women slipped them up their legs and strapped them tight to their bodies. Mrs. Baldwin's captured my attention, though. It was as long as the others but narrower and formed with a series of balls along its length. I was confused.

Mrs. Baldwin bent over the open drawer and took out a tube. She squeezed some into her hand and smearing it over the oddly shaped dildo. The other women didn't do that. Strange. The thinner dildo would be easier to penetrate me, wouldn't it?

I was instructed to get on the bed on my hands and knees, which I quickly complied with. I felt the bed move after I was in position and looked behind me to find Barb moving up behind me on her knees, one hand guiding the artificial phallus strapped to her hips, her other hand patting the insides of my thighs. I obediently opened my kneeling position and felt the head of the dildo press against my pussy. As wet as I was, the head easily penetrated and slid several inches in. It was about the size of Mr. Baldwin, which was considerably larger than Gerald and would learn later to be larger than average. I sighed at the initial penetration and continued to as Barb began a short motion of back and in, the dildo moving in further each time. I felt her hip impact my ass as she drove firmly the rest of the way in. I groaned at the final push reaching deep inside me. For several minutes, she maintained a steady, easy, smooth in and out stroke creating delicious feelings sliding through my pussy. I began clamping my pussy down around it, an action Mr. Baldwin had suggested while fucking me on the weekend. Though Barb couldn't feel what I was doing, it was good practice and Mr. Baldwin might be pleased. After minutes of easy fucking of me, Barb pulled almost all the way out of my hungry pussy then slammed full depth strongly and powerfully. It took my breath away. The suddenness of the change was exhilarating. She continued to pound into me, her thighs smacking into my ass with each powerful thrust. An orgasm was rising steadily. My head sagged and I glimpsed my breast swinging and swaying beneath me as she drove into my pussy and pounded my body forward. My eyes closed but quickly popped back open as I felt hands on me. Hands at my breasts and fingers at my clit. Both other women had joined us on the bed, their sole focus being me. I gasped as an orgasm continued to build inside me. I was supposed to be the one giving pleasure but they were solely focused on me, using me but in a way that wouldn't bring them self-pleasure or release. That concern vanished as an orgasm exploded within me. I cried out through gasps and pants. My entire body seemed to quake as the woman continued to fuck me and the other women were relentless in stimulating, tormenting, my nipples and clitoris.

My legs and arms were shaky as Barb pulled the artificial cock from my drooling, quivering pussy. I started to sag down to the bed when I was sternly instructed not to. They weren't nearly done with me, I heard. I braced myself. Barb pulled free and crawled on the bed to my side as Jan took her place behind me. Her strapped-on artificial cock slipped into my pussy with ease. My eyes closed as a low, guttural, sighing moan escaped my throat. It had seemed identical to the one Barb used and I was immediately full, again. As Jan immediately began thrusting powerfully into me, after one thrust sank her dildo cock fully in and our bodies smacked together. I felt a hand on my chin, lifting it. I opened my eyes to find Barb's cock coated with my juices only inches from my face. My mouth opened instinctively and it passed through my lips.

My breasts had resumed their swinging beneath me as cocks now occupied both my pussy and mouth. My left breast was grasped by another hand and I heard Mrs. Baldwin's voice near my head. "Get a good taste of that cock, slut. You've tasted all our pussies, now taste your own."

The smell. The taste. This was my pussy. I moaned loudly. Yes, I was being fucked from both ends but... my pussy tasted good, too!

Mrs. Baldwin shifted next to me. I couldn't look with the cock moving in my mouth. Then I felt it... lips at my nipple. She was underneath and her lips were now clamped around my nipple, suckling, chewing, and nipping. Her hand moved down my stomach to my crotch. She caressed along my pussy as the cock rammed in and out. Her fingers rubbed and rolled my clit, pinched it, pulled it. I felt it rising in me, again. So quickly. So powerfully. The cocks moving in and out. Her teeth biting my nipple. Her fingers pinching and twisting my clit... my breath was lost to me as if a vacuum was created inside. I tried crying out but nothing happened with the cock jammed to the back of my mouth to the entrance to my throat and the other cock jammed deep inside me. All that eventually came of my mouth was a gurgling mix of moans, groans, sighs, and cries all jumbled together and muffled with a half-gagging throat reflex.

My body shook so hard I couldn't help myself. My arms and legs collapsed. I landed on top of Mrs. Baldwin but I wasn't even conscious of that. My muscles quaked and shivered as the orgasm ripped through me. I was vaguely aware of being pushed over so Mrs. Baldwin could escape. I was, also, vaguely aware of giggles surrounding me.

I was still foggy when I felt hands moving me and Mrs. Baldwin's assertive voice. "Not time to rest, yet, slut. Hands and knees. My turn."

My body struggled up. It was as if my body didn't require my mind to be in control. It was as if her voice initiated some sort of audio switch inside me. Her voice, her instruction, her command resulted in my body struggling to my knees, then my arms and hands underneath me, and, finally, my back straightening, and my knees spreading wide. I heard her say, good girl, and warmth flowed through my body and mind. A small but motivating affirmation.

I felt her hand on my hip. I felt hands at my breasts. Something nudged my lips and I opened them without thought or intent. The artificial cock passed into my mouth and over my tongue. My pussy. I recognized the taste of my pussy. I anticipated my pussy being filled, again. But it wasn't my pussy that was being pressed. Something was pressing at my asshole. My eyes flew open. My asshole? My asshole! My mind flashed the image of the odd dildo she had strapped on her hips. It was smaller in diameter with nobs on it. It must be for anal... oh, God... the gel... lubrication... oh, God.

I felt pressure building against that tight, puckered opening. My body wasn't ready for this. This wasn't meant to happen... was it? Do people do this? Of course, they must... they are doing it to me. They have toys for this.

A hand snaked under me and over my pussy as the dildo continued to gently press at my unyielding hole. The hand slid over my clit, between my wet, yielding lips, and into my pussy. A second finger quickly followed and the dildo at my asshole popped through the constriction of my sphincter. I cried out around the dildo in my mouth. My heart raced and my breathing became ragged. Just one of the bulbs of the toy was inside me. Mrs. Baldwin paused as my pussy and breasts were stimulated. Then, more pressure. The second, then third, and fourth bulb each popped inside my ass. I couldn't remember how many there were. Were there more? Then a fifth entered me. Each seemed bigger than the previous one. Then the toy pressed in deeper with another bulb. My, God... what a feeling. A different kind of full feeling. So obscene. So amazing. Anal. Yes, this is what anal is like. Mrs. Baldwin set into a smooth stroke into my ass. Several bulbs pulled out and stroked back in. My sphincter wasn't closing tight, anymore. She stroked in and out, my ass clamping around the invading toy. My pussy, clit, breasts, and nipples are being stimulated as the dildo in my mouth also move in and out, sliding over my lips and tongue.

I could feel another orgasm rising. My, God... another? Was this from being fucked anally? Did it even work that way? Or was this from the other stimulation? Or the combination? My mind cried out, who the fuck cares! Fuck me. As my orgasm rose inside, my mind receded. I no longer cared what was happening as long as it continued to happen. I loved the feeling. I loved being fucked. I loved these orgasms. I wanted more and I wanted it all. This was what a slut was? I wanted it!

As the orgasm crashed over me, I could no longer control my body. I collapsed to the bed and let my body shiver and shake as wave after wave of orgasmic electric pulses and bliss washed through and over me. As I collapsed, the toy in my ass was pulled out of me and I felt every inch of it as my ass closed around the toy as it moved.

Minutes later, I rolled onto my back. The three naked women with their obscene, artificial cocks still strapped on surrounded me. Their fingers immediately returned to my sprawled body. My breasts, stomach, and pussy were all gently, softly caressed as I returned to the real world from whatever blissful place I had escaped to.

Providing service to the women by bringing drinks and snacks, etc. while being available for sexual use was a new step. I wondered if it was a foretelling of what might be coming or if this was the women, only. As I drove home, though, a shiver of excitement told me something about myself. Actively, submissively serving as opposed to the acts of giving pleasure and being used for pleasure, seemed to provide a feeling of fulfillment independent of the sexual acts. The act of providing for and attending to had its own satisfaction beyond any sexual. Where was this taking me? My curiosity, my interest was not idle. I was anxious, excited to find out.