Liberated Pt. 04

Preface.

I've discovered the joy sex. I was in a rut; married, naive. I won't turn down an opportunity to enjoy sex.

My ex, Neil cheated; I found myself exploring a sexually promiscuous life. I just submitted to my boss's wife and participated in a wild sex party.

WHAT'S NEXT???

I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did writing them.

Chapter 14

I awaken, feeling awesome, well fucked and yet, eager for more. No soreness, as I expected there might be from being stretched by the Black warrior.

My thoughts turn to Bernice, how she wanted to hook up, and I turned her down, and yet I've had sex with several others. I realize my fingers are unconsciously playing with my clit. My fantasy of Bernice & Jill ravaging me returns, but now Claire and Odette join us.

'Odette, the maid, she lives here, I'll go find her?'

There are no clothes in the room, Sid carried me up naked. I go to the bathroom to pee. There is a robe hanging on the hook. I wrap it around me and head downstairs. As I don't know the mansions layout I turn through an archway and the performers from last night are sitting with Sid & Camille having breakfast.

"Good morning," a chorus of greetings.

"Yes, good morning." I smile and approach.

"Please," the Black man stands and adjusts a chair for me.

"My name Abdu. My partners, Tiwa & Marion." He had a strong accent, I assume African.

Camille pours a coffee from a carafe. Odette arrives, she's very pretty, 20, maybe 5'4", stacked for someone of her stature. Shiney, short flaxen hair, a platinum blonde, hazel eyes. My first thought is recalling her admission she loves eating pussy, then viewing how gorgeous she is. I want to inspect the carpet to see if that's her natural hair color.

"What can I get you ma'am?" She bows toward me showing me her more than ample cleavage, I stare, admiring her boobs, then up into her large sparkling eyes. I reach out, running my hand up the back of her thigh, under her skirt, not surprised my fingers find no panties, no hair, slightly wet pussy. "You have exactly what I want right here." I run the back of my forefinger along her lips; my thumb rubs across her clit.

"I was too wiped out, unable to find you last night, but you were my first thought this morning."

"Oh, my, I, uh." Odette stammers, squeezes my hand with her thighs, trapping me there, she looks to Camille.

"Erin," Camille speaks sternly, like a scolding mother. "Odette is working." I remove my finger lick it, winking & smiling at Odette.

"MMM mmmm, delicious," I gaze into her eyes. Camille continues,

"We were discussing a proposition for you before you arrived."

Odette asked again.

"May I get you some breakfast?"

"2 eggs poached on rye, double order of bacon, please sweet Oh, oh, dette." I wink, as she smiles at our private joke.

I turn to Camille,

"what proposition, yesterday was full of fantastic propositions."

Abdu speaks,

"Erin, we have been a threesome since college, dancing, acting. We live together. 2 years ago, we began performing sexually, for pay." He twists in his chair. "Yesterday, Sid & Camille requested we add a guest to our regular performance. You, specifically, if you were willing. You were superb, so fresh, natural, adding an element that the guests thrived on." He touched my hand,

"We videotape all our performances, for theatrical criticism, ways to improve, so forth. We want you to sign a waiver so we can use last night's recording in the future."

My food arrives. I smiled, licking my lips seductively, "Thanks, O, Odette." I wink. She nods, understanding my implication, I begin eating.

"Mmm, great bacon. Bacon was my favorite flavor, now a close second." I wave a slice at Odette. I turn to Abdu.

"Definitely NO!" I exclaim, shaking my head.

"I'm not getting exploited in some porn production. NO WAY."

I bite a piece of bacon.

"Erin, not porn, it won't be publicly released, your orgasm was real, instantaneous when you were pierced, you continued in fierce multiple orgasms, you squirted, even passed out, unrehearsed, real, raw, emotional, live fucking, at it's greatest. Your gorgeous, I'm huge, it was fantastic. Let us show you an edited version; then decide. We'll offer you a good amount money."

I pick up another slice of bacon, stare into Abdu's eyes, then Tiwa & Marion's. Everyone is waiting for my response.

"Where is this recording?" Abdu holds his hand to Tiwa, she places a USB flash drive in his hand. I hold out my hand.

"Only copy?"

"Yes."

"Ok, I'll keep this, I'll do the editing, removing everything showing me, you get back the version without me. Then, I edit my part, to where I feel comfortable letting you have it. We view my version, then we discuss price." I make a fist around it, hold it toward him.

"Otherwise, I destroy it."

"Agreed."

I finish my bacon.

"Where's my phone and clothes?" I look at Camille.

"On my nightstand." She takes a gulp of coffee.

"Join us for some morning moaning?"

"I'm sure I would like that but, some other time please. I have family matters to attend to, that I should have done yesterday." I stand.

"The pleasure was mine." I look at Abdu,

"Also, with you 3." I look at Tiwa & Marion.

"I would truly enjoy another hook up."

I get my belongings, give hugs and leave.

Chapter 15

I pull over shortly down the road to text Bernice: My gawd do I have news to share, got any plans today?

Bernice reply: We planned on a lazy day, maybe a movie. Wanna BBQ at our house? Get our freak on, maybe a lesbian hookup?

I text: What about Carl & the boys?

Bernice reply: the boys went to mom's Friday after I got so turned on by you, I needed to get freaky; they're still there. Carl & I discussed you & I hooking up; he'll leave, watch, or participate; he did strongly request a preference to join, but understands if you don't, entirely your choice.

I text: Ok, I've got a stop planned, then home to shower & change, I'll be over later.

Bernice reply: You're not home, where are you?

I text: Mmmm, that's some of what I need to share.

Bernice reply: Goodie, goodie, goodie. I'll roll some joints, chill some wine, Carl will cook, we can play.

I text: LOL Easy girl, quality, not quantity.

Bernice reply: Says who; you gonna have to prove that to me???

I text: Later you sexy be-atch.

I stop at an adult store on the way home, as I wish to watch some BDSM. I'm seriously considering Jill sharing of Claire's request to be punished by a Dom. I pick three porn movies; a BDSM, a lesbian bondage, and a FFM threesome. I wander into the BDSM area, browsing to get an idea of what's available. I am standing in front of a display wall of restraints, whips, floggers, straps, & riding crops. "Are you a Dom, or a sub?" I turn to see a young couple. A skinny, 6ft, geek looking fellow, short, light brown hair, in jeans and a hockey jersey. She's much shorter maybe 5'2" my first thought is 'how much she looked like Betty Boop' well built, cute, round-faced, black-haired gal. Wearing cut off jean shorts with half her cheeks exposed. An incredibly old, rock band, tour shirt, the fabric so thin it was partially see-through; no bra, a pleasing display that doesn't leave anything to the imagination.

"I might be either," I respond without emotion, "You?"

"Definitely a sub, I love bondage, some discipline, nothing violent, but I really get off in cuffs, a blindfold and paddling. Jim's afraid he'll hurt me, so isn't rough enough. He has a nice long cock, and makes me cum, but I really want more. I'm craving a Dom to do me?"

I look at Jim, he nods, raises his eyebrows, cocks his head, shrugs his shoulders, and nods a couple times.

"What experience have you had?" I ask.

"Jim spanks me, I get really hot, so we've discussed trying more. We bought several items, found out Jim doesn't like being a dominate. I contacted a guy from craigslist, but, when we chatted, he seemed too aggressive, mean. I got scared & we haven't moved forward." She looked pleadingly into my eyes.

"You don't look mean, and I saw you pick out a BDSM & lesbian movie, so feeling bold, thought I'd ask."

I check my watch it's just after 11:00, I got a couple hours, "Well, if I were to agree, when and where?"

"OH, fuck, cool, we have the stuff at our house, if you would." She really perked up excited at the possibility.

"Well, how do I know you're not serial killers and out hunting for girls?"

"Oh, shit, I never thought about that, my god, yes, I have been forward. Uh, well maybe sometime, just me, I, uh, we meet for coffee, a hotel, or at your house."

"I'm Erin, but I could be the serial killer or an undercover cop." I raise my eyebrows.

"So, what now?"

"Oh, my gawd, really." She looks stunned.

"No, my name is Erin, just kidding, I'm not a killer, nor a cop, I'm an accountant, in the middle of getting a divorce." I chuckle.

"I participated in a lewd lesbian tryst AND a wild multi orgasmic orgy yesterday. What's your name." I smile.

"I'm Penelope, I'm a teacher; Jim works in an electronics store."

I look around, I don't see anyone nearby.

"So, you want me to go to your place?" I reach out, pinch her right tit, hard.

"Oh," she winces and curls her back as I twist.

"I, I, uh do."

I slap her tit,

"Well, then you should call me mistress or Ma'am." I swat her left tit hard.

"Understand,"

"Yes Ma'am."

I like this feeling of power.

'I can do this.'

"Ok, I'll pay for this stuff, you both go in the bathroom, you will both return with 2 wet, pussy soaked fingers. Meet me outside," I twist her other nipple.

"Don't disappoint me bitch." I twist harder,

"Understand?"

"Yes Ma'am." They both reply. They go left, I go right. They pass behind me as I'm paying. I look at Penelope, she has a shit eating grin, her nipples poking profoundly against the thin material. My mind racing with anticipation of what I'm about to do. They're standing outside, waiting.

"My car is right here, the Benz," I set the bag of goodies on the roof. I grab the waistband of Penelope's shorts, pulling her to me,

"Well, you nasty little slut, are you wet & ready?" I work my finger under her hem, she offers her fingers to my mouth, I suck them. My finger discovers she has a bush, a little wiggling and I feel her wetness.

"Jim, you got wet fingers?"

"I do," he holds them up to my face.

"Not me; Penelope, lick them slowly, then suck his fingers like you're sucking his cock." She moans and does. I grab Jim's crotch, squeezing him through his jeans.

"Ok Jim, we'll follow you, your slut wife is riding with me." I toss the movies into the back seat, put the top down, as I start the car.

Chapter 16

I back out and follow Jim's old import.

"Take those off, show me your cunt." In a demanding voice. She undoes her shorts and pushes them down to her ankles. She has a scruffy, curly black bush. I reach over and pull the pubes. She makes a guttural sound and flinches.

"Does Jim like that scraggly mat of hair?"

"Uh, I don't know."

I tug it hard,

"I don't, if I decide to see you again, it better be neatly trimmed or shaved." I yank it, she gasps.

"Yes Ma'am."

"How far to your place?"

"5 minutes." She replies.

I was waiting for her to slip up, like that.

"What the fuck, you little bitch," I slap her tit as hard as I can.

"How do you address me?"

"S, s, sorry Ma'am." She stutters

"Lift your left leg up on the console, open that smelly cunt." She twists on the seat, spreads her thighs wide. "Your labia. Spread em." She parts her pink labia lips with her fingers. I jamb 2 fingers up her twat, twisting and ramming into her forcefully. Jim pulls over in front of an apartment building.

"Ma'am, I'm a teacher, respected by my neighbors, please let me put on my shorts." I turn off the car, I squeeze a nipple,

"Go ahead," I put the top up. We follow Jim inside. As soon as we enter, I push her to the floor.

"Crawl to the bedroom." She drops to the floor.

"No, do it naked." She unzips & pushes her shorts down she lifts, still kneeling, pulls the tee off.

"Crawl." As she starts away, I slap her plump, bare ass, Jim is standing by the door, unsure what to do.

"Jim, follow us, strip also." I command. He strips and follows us to the bedroom.

"Stand bitch." She has a great body, I'm impressed, many would call her plump, I say she's built for comfort not speed. I prefer soft body parts, not bony parts.

"Jim get the BDSM items." Jim goes to the closet, pulls out a bag.

"Dump everything on the bed, let me see what you have." He empties the bag. I pick up a paddle. I rub it along her backside, tap her buns a couple times. Smack, smack, 3 times on each cheek, her bountiful buns instantly turn red.

"You don't have any toys, dildos, vibrators?"

Jim opens the drawer on the bedside and produces a few toys. I pick up the flogger and smite her large boobs. I use the handle against her thighs to part her legs. I swat her pussy with the flogger from behind. She moans with each strike. I place a blindfold over her eyes & pick up the cuffs,

"on the bed face down." I cuff her hands to the corners of the headboard. I separate her ankles & crawl between her legs.

"Get yourself hard, I'll get this bitch ready. I want to watch you fuck your wife." I put lube on a small vibrator, dribble some on Penelope's ass.

"You like anal?" I stick the vibrator slightly in, wiggle it around.

"I've played like this myself, never with Jim."

"Bitch," I swat her ass hard several times.

"You forgot the ma'am."

I remove the vibrator and jamb a slender dildo into her rectum.

"Lift your ass, slut, on your knees, keep your face down."

I pick up a 7" dildo and push it fully into her cunt. I work both toys in & out simultaneously, twisting them when deep. She is moaning and rolling her hips in unison, fully aroused, panting, whimpering.

"You ready Jim?" I look over he has a decent 7-8" cock, slender, but I never expected the sideways curve.

"Yes Ma'am."

"Get over here then, kneel behind her, lube up." I pass him the bottle, I reach under, squeeze her clit, rotating the dildo in her cunt, then I yank the dildo from her ass, "Jim push in, all the way in, don't wait, don't dilly dally, ram her, she wants it hard, and she wants it all."

"ARRRGGHHH!" Penelope cries out at the intrusion. "Hard, deep and fast Jim." I work the dildo in unison with Jim, my other fingers pinch her clit, I alternate, twist, and pull on her nipples too.

Only a few strokes & Penelope is groaning, shuddering with an orgasm.

"C'mon Jim, pound her, give her your sperm," I smack his ass with the flogger. He grunts as he ejaculates, holding onto her hips tight, they squirm together. I move off the bed, click a couple pics with my phone, quietly sneak out as she's still twerking her butt, his hips are convulsing, leaving the last of his deposit. I place my business card on their coffee table and quietly exit.