Mistress Barbara Pt. 25

When I opened my eyes I was treated to the beautiful sight of Chloe lying between my legs. Her lovely lips surrounded Mistress' glans. She felt me stir and released me long enough to speak.

"Your urinal is ready and waiting, Master."

She took Mistress' cock back in her mouth and gave me a thumbs up. I was definitely aching to piss, so I released, careful to moderate the flow, and began filling her mouth. She drank greedily and took my morning pee without losing a drop. She suckled the last drops and seamlessly segued into sucking me.

Her technique was not quite as polished as Mistress', but my slave was a wicked good cocksucker too. Her hands delicately caressed Mistress' still aching balls as her mouth worked its magic. Her hunger to drain me felt even more passionate than usual. It occurred to me that she was trying to surpass Mistress' efforts the night before. My astonishing luck never ceased to astound me. With Grace's addition to the family, I was now surrounded by four spectacular women who loved to have all varieties of outlandish sex with me and each other.

Chloe's eager technique quickly coaxed me to shoot strings of hot cum into her voracious mouth. This left her grinning happily as one thin track of semen slid down her chin. I wiped it off with my finger and offered it to her lips. She happily took the finger into her mouth and cleaned it.

"Thank you, Master."

"For what?"

"Everything, but mostly because I'm so happy to be yours and part of your wonderful family."

"Thank you for giving yourself to me."

I took her in my arms and we kissed, softly at first, then with a building passion. Mistress' cock re-stiffened and she adjusted position to sheath me with her hot, tight pussy. This was a slow comfortable screw, literally.

As usual Mistress' instincts had been right on the money when she declared a vacation for all. We each took time in our pairs to bond, relax and enjoy each other. No tricks to be turned, no pressure other than to delve deeply into our relationships between slave and owner.

Chloe and I went to Key West, Miss Lucy and Alexandra went on a cruise and Mistress took Grace to a remote cabin in Montana.

Key West is such an amazing place. The weather is perfect year round, discounting the occasional hurricane of course. The natives are happy, friendly and welcoming. There are great restaurants, dozens of art galleries, sunset cruises and a plethora of other touristy activities available.

There is a very cool thing that happens when you ask most of the non-tourist folks you speak with about why they chose to live there.

"I came to visit and never left"

There are variations in word choices, but the sentiment is nearly universal. One of the men who skippered a sunset cruise that we took answered thusly, "I sailed down the intracoastal waterway, tied up and spent a few days before I called my wife. I told her to sell everything and put the house on the market. I've been here ever since."

The woman who sold us the most delicious desert I've ever tasted, a slice of frozen key lime pie, dipped in dark chocolate and served on a popsicle stick said, "I came on a cruise and never reboarded the ship."

When I asked the fellow who owned the bed and breakfast when we checked in where I should park our rental car, he said, "sell it."

There are better beaches in the world, but unless you want to surf they're fine. We rented jet skis one day and raced around. Paragliding was another fun outing. The galleries were cool, some much better than others, but all interesting. Great food that's hard to find at home like conch chowder and real key lime pie. We held hands and strolled around the sunset festivities, enjoying the jugglers and other street performers.

We had a helluva great time and understood why people never leave, but our commitments to the rest of the family ultimately won out and we reluctantly left our paradise to return home.

The drive north on US1 was as beautiful as it had been coming down. We stopped for lunch in Islamorada, pigging out on the funny clawless lobsters and a disappointing conch chowder.

We stayed the night at a motel in Florida City, tired from the drive, but as usual we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Chloe begged me to use her hard, while I played hard to get in a humiliation scenario that we both enjoyed.

When I eventually relented and draped her over my lap for the intense spanking she'd been angling for the slick of pussy juice she immediately deposited in my lap was a huge turn on for me as it slathered Mistress' stiff cock.

"You are such a randy cunt. Look at the mess you're making."

I delivered the first hard slap to her upturned butt.

"Master, that's one, thank you, may I have another please?'

I spanked her hard, drawing tears after the first ten or so her butt was wet from her tears and my lap was soaked with her secretions. Chloe is always exceedingly lubricious, but she outdid herself that night. She gyrated under my spanks, not to avoid her punishment but trying to impale herself on Mistress' cock.

"Your cunt is so empty Master. Please, I need cock in there. Please fuck me while you beat my wicked ass."

"Are you a needy slut?"

"I am your slut, Master, and I need cock in your cunt while you beat your ass. Please fuck me while you beat me."

SMACK

"What do you need, slut?"

"Cock, Master, that was thirty three, thank you, may I have another please?"

We continued until forty, at which point I relented and let her sheath Mistress cock with her steaming, sopping cunt. I lay back which offered her cherry red ass for me to continue spanking relentlessly as she rocked her hips, encouraging me to drive deep into her.

When she counted sixty I felt my orgasm building and I thrust forcefully, shooting stream after stream of cum deep inside her. She ground her pelvis against mine compressing my giant clit between us. I scooped up a generous dollop of her abundant juice and worked three fingers inside my rear fuckhole. When I shoved them deep into her she came immediately, the internal muscles of my pussy clenching and unclenching Mistress' still throbbing meat.

I'm pretty sure we fell asleep like that, joined at the genitals. It's hard to be sure, but I don't recall disconnecting and we were a sloppy mess when we awakened, besides it's a lovely image.

On the flight north we attended to initiating each other to the mile high club with Chloe bent over the tiny sink as I fucked her hard and manipulated my lovely clit. We managed to keep the noise level down, but did receive knowing looks from the flight attendants as we returned to our seats.

Mistress and Grace met us at the airport. We spent the drive home regaling each other with tales of our vacation exploits. I told them about the key lime popsicle treats and Mistress raved about Moose Drool beer, "I mean how could you not love a name like that?"

When we arrived home and got naked Mistress called us together. Miss Lucy asked for a minute so Alexandra could finish what she was doing. Miss Lucy clutched the back of her slave's head and cried out while driving her pelvis up into Alexandra's face. After a brief shudder she pulled her away by her hair and directed her to present with the rest of us.

"Okay slaves, vacation's over. Lucy and I are going to take some much needed together time and you will be learning some new skills together. During our absence Alexandra will be taking charge of Erik and Grace will be Chloe's Domme."

She gave us a moment to exchange surprised looks, etc.

"This will begin immediately and last for the week that we are away. We'll be going to Hawaii, by the way, aloha."

Lucy rose from her spot on the couch, "I packed everything we'll need, and the cab should be here in minutes. You're on your own, sluts, have fun."

She took Mistress' hand and led her to the front door where four suitcases awaited. The sound of a car horn rang out and they made their way out. Stunned would be an appropriate word to describe our collective reaction.

"Fucktoy, ready for some cock?"

Alexandra seemed ready to run with our new situation. I assumed Miss Lucy had clued her in early and when Grace grabbed Chloe's collar and pulled her close for a deep kiss it was obvious that Chloe and I were the only ones who'd actually been in the dark.

"Yes, Miss," I responded as I knelt in front of Alexandra and kissed the tip of her erect cock. She cupped my chin and lifted me to my feet, gave me a kiss on the lips, hooked her fingers under my collar and led me to the bedroom she shared with Miss Lucy. I was focused on her so was barely aware that Grace was similarly leading Chloe to the Mistress suite.

Miss Alexandra had me present before she made a formal inspection of nearly every inch of her new slave's body. She spent much of this time performing detailed examination of Mistresss' fuckhole, cock, balls, nipples, and mouth.

"I didn't need instruction about how train you, I have my own ideas about that. You know I've always loved playing with you and this will give us a chance to explore many fantasies we've yet to indulge together."

"Yes, Miss Alexandra. Yours is the only cock I've ever really enjoyed."

"Nice. Show me."

I dropped to my knees grabbed her cock and balls in my hands and slipped my lips over her glans, immediately probing the spongy tissue with my tongue. I teased her slit while massaging her egg sized balls lovingly and milking the base of her massive meat.

I took it slow, wanting to maximize her pleasure, and I must admit my own. The loving sibling slave relationship we had grown into transcended my inherent heterosexuality. Plus Alexandra was, in my eyes, a beautiful young woman, who happened to have a massive cock and balls, whom I felt great love for.

I gradually took more and more of her beautiful penis into my mouth sucking intently and working my tongue from her glans, probing into her pee hole, over her frenum. I fluttered it over every inch of her foot long hot dog, I made the posture adjustment to line her cock up so I could accept her into my throat and was rewarded by a grateful moan and her delicate hand stroking my head. There was discomfort as she slid fully into my throat and began to gently thrust, skull fucking be but with consideration for my feelings.

As she stroked her cock in and out of my throat I hummed which made her groan happily. My grip on her balls let me feel them constricting and drawing up before she came. The first spurt of hot thick cum went straight down my throat before I could draw back enough to take the rest of her essence in my mouth where I held it to savor before swallowing.

"You've become a really good cocksucker, fucktoy."

"Thank you, Mistress."

I spoke indistinctly with my mouth full of her hot tangy cum. She pulled me up and kissed me, immediately thrusting her tongue into my mouth. We made out ardently, our tongues dueling and whipping her cum to a froth.

"Remember the night my Mistress attached us together with clovers, and cuffs and spreader bars to welcome your Mistress home?"

"Fondly."

"My favorite part of that was the way she handcuffed our balls together."

"That was hot."

"MMmmm."

She took hold of my balls with one hand and my cock with her other, working me seductively. Of course I was already primed from sucking her off and her touch had me on the verge of ejaculation in seconds.

"Do you want to cum for me?"

"God yes, Mistress, please may I cum?"

"Yes, baby, cum for Mama," She leaned down to bring her mouth to my cock and stroked me as I fired what felt like a cup of cum into her pretty mouth.

When she had milked the last drops from me, she took me in her arms and stroked me softly. I guess I drifted off to sleep in her arms, because I awakened to her toweling off fresh from the shower.

"You crashed."

"I guess so."

"You need to take a shower too, we're going out tonight."

"Really."

"Yep, get to it. it's getting late. Squeaky clean."

"Inside and out?"

"Of course."

"Where are we going?"

"Into the city."

The view of the skyline as we approached the city was, as usual, spectacular. Manhattan at night is a glittering jewel from a distance, in stark contrast to the grittiness at street level. Alexandra drove us downtown and found a parking spot on the street miraculously not far from the club she led me to.

The place wasn't too crowded and she led me to a table near the small dance floor. She wore a short red leather skirt and a black leather jacket over a white silk tee. The black leather come fuck me pumps on her feet made her tower over me. The other women in the club were dressed similarly hot and hotter.

She ordered drinks for us and we sipped them as we surveyed the patrons.

"Nice crowd for a weeknight."

I smiled and nodded, my attention drawn to a tall slim redhead in an elegantly draped green silk dress.

"You have good taste."

I hadn't realized I was being so obvious ogling the red haired vision.

"Sorry, Mistress. She is lovely, isn't she?"

"Very. Would you like to meet her."

"I'll dance with the girl who brought me, thanks, just window shopping."

"Don't be silly, you and Andrea would like each other. Come"

She took me by the hand and led me across the room.

"Andrea darling, it's been too long."

They exchanged an air kiss and pleasantries about how good they each looked before Alexandra introduced me to her friend.

"Andrea, this is Erik, he was gazing lustfully at you so I thought I was duty bound to introduce you."

"Well isn't he a pretty one, where did you find him? Hello Erik," she extended her hand and it felt like I should kiss it, so I did.

"Hello Miss Andrea."

"And such lovely manners."

"He is a special one."

"I see that. I'm tired of the noise in here, come to my office and we'll have a quiet drink."

She turned on her stylish spike heel and led us down a hallway behind the bar and into a surprisingly large and tastefully furnished space, more like a living room than an office. She sat in a club chair facing us on a leather couch across an arts and crafts coffee table.

No sooner were we seated than a pretty blonde server brought a bottle of good champagne and glasses, set them on the table, turned to Andrea and asked, "Anything else, Ma'am?"

"Thanks Taylor, I'll let you know if we need anything."

Taylor nodded, smiled and left.

"New talent?"

"Delicious, don't you think?"

"Indeed."

"Speaking of delicious, your Erik is gorgeous."

"Isn't he?"

"Alexandra tells me you find me attractive, is that true?"

I blushed, but managed to blurt out, "I think you are spectacularly beautiful."

Andrea beamed at the compliment.

"I may have to steal this one from you Ally."

"You know what's mine is yours, sis."

I looked surprised, one to the other.

"You're sisters?"

"We sort of adopted each other years ago."

"Let's see more of you Erik."

I shot a questioning look to Alexandra. She answered with a wicked smile.

"Present, fucktoy."

The look in her eyes and the tone of her voice as she issued the familiar command left no room for confusion, so I stood and removed my clothes before adopting the position.

As soon as I was naked my cock betrayed me. Andrea rose and moved close. She sniffed close to my face and smiled.

"Nice pheromones."

She reached down to push my cock down and admired the way it sprang back up. She teased my nipples with her fingertips then drew her fingernails tantalizingly along the underside of my cock. She cupped my balls, hefting them seductively. Her fingers trailed slowly in my crack, pausing to tease my puckered entrance.

She cast a questioning look toward Alexandra.

"Absolutely, go for it, he's every bit as good as he looks."

She sat back down in her club chair and raised the hem of her green dress. My breath caught as the curtain rose, revealing garters holding the tops of silk stockings before she continued lifting the silk to reveal a very substantial cock. While not quite in Alexandra's league Andrea's organ was no minor leaguer.

I needed no further invitation and knelt between her knees.

"May I, Miss Andrea?"

"You'd better, bitch."

Alexandra laughed heartily at this and I got to work. She was a grower and lengthened and thickened as I took her into my mouth. Her balls were like plums and felt heavy. I was going to get quite a mouthful. If Alexandra brought me here to learn that there were other cocks than hers I might enjoy she was right. She was clean shaven of course, but I couldn't help wonder if the cuffs and collar matched. Her deep red hair like an Irish setter was extraordinary and played right into a fetish of mine.

"Wow, he did that easily, can he take you all the way?"

"Yep," Alexandra smiled and nodded proudly.

She began driving herself into my throat skull fucking me aggressively. Where Alexandra had been gentle, she seemed to enjoy the moment of penetration at the top of my throat. Being taken that way was surprisingly turning me on.

"Look at his cock, he's loving it."

"He's always hard, that's why we call him fucktoy."

The hardness filled my mouth completely. She was slightly thicker than Alexandra if a couple of inches shorter. I forced her as deep as she would go by grasping her tight butt for leverage. She responded delightfully when I hummed around her engorged glans.

I increased my suction and worked her balls intently as I felt her orgasm approaching. She thrust brutally into my throat and shot a flood of cum. Then continued pumping through six more spurts and clutched my head after as she oozed more.

She finally pushed me away but continued trembling with aftershocks.

"Holy shit Ally. Thanks for the use of the hole."

"Why don't you come home with us. He's a nice fuck too."

"Spit roast?"

"Absolutely."

They laughed and high fived above me.