My Only Talent Ch. 20

The two girls then switched roles, with Suzanne wielding the whip and Lara very tentatively kissing my cock. Suzanne gave me some really taunting looks, and some much stronger whipping, and it made me even hotter. It was almost like it was happening to someone else, not me, but the harder she hit me, the hotter I got. Lara then took me into her mouth all the way, and Suzanne moved in behind me. Lara would gently lick me, and then pause with her hot mouth and warm breath surrounding me but not touching my cock at all, and then Suzanne would pop me really hard. They alternated this treatment, keeping me right on the edge. I don't know if they planned it so exquisitely, but in practice, Lara would suck me just to edge of an orgasm, and then freeze her motion, and Suzanne would pop me really hard, with my resulting twitches moving my cock in Lara's mouth, which almost drove me over the edge.

Finally Lara held still and Suzanne laughed, and then began hitting me even harder, with a long wait between the strokes. Her fourth blow made me twitch all over, and I shot off in Lara's mouth like a geyser. Suddenly Millie wasn't the only one that could come from a little pain. Holy Shit! That scared me, more than a little. It was just like the feeling I had in the restaurant when Lara was under the table and I was afraid someone would see.

Lara drained me, and then did the little in and out trick, keeping me really hard. They alternated kissing my mouth and my cock, and then performed a very tantalizing tag team blowjob, getting me right on the edge and then looking up at me tauntingly. It was also torture, but pretty delicious torture. Finally Suzanne took over full time on my cock and Lara began to suck gently on my balls. As I got close to coming, Lara began to suck so hard I was afraid it would keep my semen from getting out of there when I finally came. But it did not turn out to be a problem. Suzanne picked up the whip and short arm popped me again, and soon I was coursing into her hot mouth. I did sag against the ropes for a moment, but she kept sucking me, again using her in and out technique and I stayed hard as a rock, the third time being a charm. She gave me a few more pops with the whip. I guess you could say she whipped me into frenzy.

Her eyes kept smiling approval at me as I stayed hard in her mouth, and then Lara climbed up the ropes again and took up that 'ankles over wrists' position while she held the rope, this time slipping my cock into her pussy and pounding me like the erect and swinging pendulum I was. I was again very hard, surprised at my own response and stamina, but feeling almost nothing, and she got herself off three times before I even felt the twinges of another orgasm building in my balls. Suzanne returned the favor and sucked on them just as hard as Lara had, and when I finally came again and I felt like a rocket finally achieving escape velocity and coursing into outer space. Then they both left me hanging again while Suzanne devoured Lara and my juices together, and Lara had another shuddering come while I watched them; now barely clinging to consciousness.

They unhooked me and carefully took me down from the chains, and led me again to the shower. I had worked up quite a sweat, and like my immediate post marathon state, it was obvious from my aroma that some new and unusual stuff had been generated inside my body, and was now coming out through my skin. They seemed to treat me with even more tenderness and respect than even before, even shampooing my hair for me gently, and kissing and touching me even more often than our last post orgy shower. It was wonderful.

"Robbie, you are certainly a complex and interesting man, aren't you?" Lara smiled. "First you got all excited at the possibility of exposure when I blew you under the table at the steak house and came in less than a minute, and now you face your fears and surrender to us, and get us off like never before! Four times you got hard, my love, even after running your first marathon, and stayed hard long enough to satisfy us both several times. I, for one, am very impressed."

Suzanne stopped kissing my nipples long enough to add "I don't know if you noticed that when he came in your mouth that last time it was from my fourth blow with the whip. He can now do what Millie can! Robbie, is there nothing you can't do?"

I grinned. "I can't keep up with you guys every time, but I enjoy watching you get each other off so much I don't feel bad about that."

Lara looked at me with even wider eyes. "You did taste different, Robbie, maybe more concentrated after your run, I don't know, but stronger, tangier. I liked it, and you know I love you."

Suzanne got a contemplative look on her face. "We have quite an exciting plan for you Robbie. We got the idea to develop it from a wonderful man that took loving control of his new and inexperienced sub and got her off like no one ever had. Then you brought me to her and showed me a whole new aspect of myself, too. When you are ready for the next step, then turn yourself over to us again, and we will step up our game for you. We have more to give you, you can be sure, and you will experience something new and novel every time you turn things over to us. But we are yours to continue to have any way you want us, too."

They took me into the kitchen and began cooking a late supper, while Suzanne talked about 'post marathon re-feeding' and my stretching and exercise plan for the next day or two. I watched Lara as she made an amazing salad with mangos, kiwis, orange slices, Serrano peppers, and black quinoa, tossed with some sesame oil, lime juice, coconut and some other spices. She also whipped up some buckwheat pancakes with walnuts and banana slices in them. We sat at the table together and I put it away like I was fourteen years old again. I was so hungry I could not see straight, but I could see as far as my plate, at least. We all then settled into Lara's big bed and slept like little kids at a sleepover. I got up during the night to pee, and Suzanne woke up with me and followed me in to the bathroom, kneeling just left of me and watching me pee with her tongue up on her upper lip. When I finished she smiled and leaned forward, licking me clean gently. Have I told you how wonderful she is?

A few hours later I woke up with a huge hard on, and realized both girls were looking at me with hooded eyes. They smiled at me when they realized I was awake, and then did the rock paper scissors game silently with their hands. Suzanne won, and she stretched and then languidly rose and lowered her pussy onto my mouth. I didn't even get a proper taste before she was completely wet, and then she moved back and sat on my cock. Lara scooted down until her face was just behind Suzanne's ass, and watched. My cock was wicked hard, but I was merely supplying warm blood at the proper pressure and holding it in position while Suzanne worked out on it. She knew just what to do to achieve proper results, too, and soon one of her cute little sneezes rang out. As I looked up at her, I noticed a little glow of perspiration on her chin, erect nipples, goose bumps and hair in disarray: she was so beautiful it hurt. She paused for just a moment, folded her arms over her head again, and then used her amazing legs to begin the process of bringing herself off again.

She looked down at me a smiled a very knowing and hot smile, and then her pussy began to grip me like the Jaws of Life. She was toying with me: she could make me come anytime she wanted to, and we both knew it. She closed her eyes and began her final climb, timing things such that I came just as she did. I clinched my teeth silently, Suzanne sighed softly, but Lara growled like a big dog playing tug of war. Suzanne then rolled off of me onto her back, and held her legs up in that wonderful 'V' position that looked like some sort of gymnastics move.

"Lara, sweetie, would you do me a favor?" I heard wet, guzzling sounds. "Oh, thank you, sweetie!" I watched as they wrapped each other up like the fish in that Escher drawing, mirroring each other and blending into one another and the junction between the two blurring and changing as you looked from different angles. I was spent, but I could not look away, and it was wonderful.

I made it back to the dorm just as the brunch line was opening up, and I was so hungry I could have closed it down myself. I followed Suzanne's recommended re-feeding plan and took in lots of protein along with my normal carbohydrate loading regime, along with a boat load of juice and water. When I could take in no more, I changed and went out to the track, to do the Pliskin recommended three miles at an easy jog, followed by two maximum effort sprint laps, one jogged cool down lap, and then walked four cool down laps. I felt pretty good. I was glad I had my wallet with me, because I suddenly had a maximum craving for a bowl of chili, and an amazingly clear mental picture of the chili parlor a few blocks south of Lara's building. I didn't take long to walk there, and the chili tasted even better than I hoped it would. I went back to the dorm, brushed my teeth, and took a nap. Kevin was spending the day helping Lou Baby, the buttery smooth skinned and perfectly tanned Jewish American Princess, to decorate the house for a dance at her sorority tonight.

When I woke up, I decided to break my normal weekend rules, given the end of semester crush, and study for a while before going over to Peggy's. It helped to look at things in perspective and set my priorities. I realized there were two classes that I would still ace even if I only made a 70 on the final, but I still had to take the exams. I did not, therefore, have to study for them as much as for the others. I used a project calendar and laid out a schedule for the rest of the days left before finals. I put in time to go over all the reading assignments for the 'important' classes again, and scheduled my 'lecturing to the empty classroom' bits to find holes in my preparation. Then I completed the two main homework assignments that were due in the next few days in the foreshortened 'week' before exams began. I took a shower, put on the grey pair of my new pants that actually fit, with a white Oxford shirt and a navy blazer, and walked over to Peggy's house with a little hint of sadness on my countenance. Peggy had explained that the person who she was to replace in the museum's pecking order was leaving her job early due to rapidly deteriorating health, and they wanted her to report early. She had therefore accelerated her planned departure for London and gainful employment via an even earlier early graduation plan: with judicious substitution of online courses, burning the midnight oil, and an approval signature from her faculty advisor, she could finish off her degree by the end of this semester. Like many current students, her job prospects upon graduation had been so bad that staying in school an extra semester or two was not unattractive.

It was a sunny but cool December day, and I enjoyed my walk immensely, detouring through the capitol grounds and watching kids, families, and tour groups on a Saturday afternoon. There were lots of people moving all through the downtown area, most in as good a mood as I was. When I arrived at Peggy's house, approaching from the east, she was out on her littlie balcony that faced eastward towards the capitol, and she waved at me.

She came down the steps and met me outside, with a bear hug and a kiss, which I returned enthusiastically. "You clean up nice, Robbie. I usually only see you in jeans. Dressed up this nice, I think you might get lucky!"

We went up the stairs, and I whispered to her that I wanted dessert first and dinner second. She smiled and her Suzie sang out clear and bold, her tone a perfect pitch. She was feeling sweet, but also nasty and demanding. That was fine with me. I immediately wanted to rock her big boat on the ocean of her bed, and pushed her onto it without further ado. Her rapid breathing brooked no objection, and I crawled atop her and kissed her hungrily. I rapidly freed her very ample breasts and lost myself in them, simultaneously detecting her growling Suzie and wonderful pussy odor in the room. I made myself a bargain that I would give her one slow and easy orgasm first, and then just take her any way I wanted her after that.

I got rougher with her breasts, and her Suzie soared. I was just on the verge of biting them hard when she quickly stripped off her panties and grabbed my head, pulling me on top of her. I put all my weight on her, which her Suzie made plain that she craved, but then began kissing her softly on her shoulders and neck. She grabbed my butt and tried to encourage me to enter her already, but I slowly made my way down her body, kissing everything but her huge crinkling nipples. By the time I worked my way down to her belly button, and tongued it aggressively, her aroma was peaking and driving me crazy. She grabbed my head and tried to push it immediately to her pussy, but I resisted and continued my slow and teasing path downward. Following my pattern, I lavished attention on everything except her now sloppy pussy, comingling licks, kisses, and little bites. I had to strongly resist her tugging on my ears to try to center my attentions on her clit, but I studiously kept up with my plan.

Finally I plugged into her Suzie and started in on her pussy. She pulled her legs up and apart as far as she could, rotating her hips out to give me maximum access. I reached up under her knees and wrapped them up around my arms, pulling them even wider apart. A wave of humid wonderfulness hit me full in the face. And I devoted my every thought to making her come. I ramped up from teasing to gentle to mildly aggressive, and suddenly she came with a snap of her Suzie and a pulse of pubic perfume. It was wonderful. I slid my cock into her with absolutely no further thought to her pleasure, and concentrated only on mine. It felt like I was fucking a big float on a small ocean, and I was rocking with the waves. I reached a pace that felt comfortable and realized that I craved a little more exercise than I had already had from my light run this morning.

I settled into a rhythm, concentrating on the way my body felt and frankly just enjoying Peggy's perfect pussy for a while. I shut out her Suzie and just worked on making my dick feel great. Suddenly she cried out and a Suzie signal spiked into my brain, shaking me out of my little self involved trance. "Oh fuck!" she cried again. A burst of wetness and some wonderful aroma wafted into the room. As nice as it was, I did my best to ignore it and fucked her even harder. I was just on the edge of coming when I thought about her pleasure again, and tuned into her Suzie for real. She was frantic and feeling very, very nasty. I suppose I had a duty to be as nasty as she needed.

I whispered in her ear, "I am just about to come, Peggy, and when I do, it is going to be in your hot little mouth and you better get ready for me!" She was. Happily drained, I groaned and flipped her over and pulled her up on to her knees and elbows. She was flushed and hot and wonderful. I spanked her butt until it was red and even hotter all over.

"Oh, Peggy, you are so fine. We are going to play a little game of rosebud, rosebud, let's kiss the rosebud!"

She groaned again and I spread her ass checks and teased her mercilessly. In a few moments, she was pushing back against me and frantic for more contact. Her Suzie was my roadmap, and I did a circle search around the edge of the sensations she wanted, getting her hotter and hotter. It was working for me too, and suddenly I found I was rock hard again.

"You know what comes next, don't you Peggy?"

Suddenly she was Betty Boop again. "I think someone is going to fuck my ass, and I know you have those urges. I do too, I just can't help it. I am a nasty girl, and I think I am going to like it! In my ass. Urges."

Something about her intonation drove me even crazier, and I did my John Henry act, happily thrusting into her butt with reckless abandon. If there ever was a woman built to take it in the back door, it was Peggy, and I pounded her with everything I had. I lost touch with her Suzie, and abandoned any pretense of taking care of her, and just took care of myself. I don't know if she came or not then, but she sobbed and dropped her hips and arms down flat on the bed. I just adjusted my position slightly, getting a little more penetration by pinning her even flatter to the bed, and continued to pound away.

She started to wheeze, her breathing so cataclysmic that I began to worry about her. Then she took a series of rapid and really deep breaths and began to talk. "Forget about coming in my mouth this time, Robbie! I want it in the ass, just as far up there as you can put it. That is, if you can really make it happen for me? Can you, Big Boy? In my ass? Way up my ass! If you can."

It drove me completely crazy. Tunnel vision set in. My cock in her ass was my whole world. I shut out her Suzie, and any thought of her or her pleasure, and went back several million years on the evolutionary scale. I was a lizard on a hot rock, back in volcanic times, pounding away at another lizard, getting on top and planning to stay there. There were no mammals, only lizards. Cold blooded, merciless, instinctual fucking lizards and I was the baddest reptile on the rock.

Spasm begat spasm and my muscles were locked and loaded. I was in another world, as was my cock. I got an endorphin rush. Could I call it a fucker's high? Suddenly I shot off into Peggy and felt like a crazy lizard that just killed all its rivals. Like some spinal reflex, my abdomen continued to contract and release to push my spunk further into her. I was reminded of an insect's legs that still move even after the head is cut off.

Then I realized I had been out for a while, and that Peggy was not only unable to get up with my dead weight on top of her, she was actually having trouble taking full breaths with me compressing her rib cage. I rolled off and she began to breathe rapidly. I turned on my side and did the same.

Peggy was ready to speak first. "Robbie, I may have created a monster. You certainly sunk to my challenge, and I think I liked it a little too much. In my ass."

I put one arm around her, but said nothing.

She smiled like she had a secret. "Let's go get some dinner. I will sit in the restaurant with a funny grin on my face, and see if anyone can guess it's because my ass is sore and full of warm come! I never would have guessed it before I met you."

We took a shower, but she refused to wash out her ass. I guess she was serious about what she had said. I got dried off and dressed very quickly, but it took Peggy a lot longer. I was in a 'nuzzle and guzzle' kind of mood: lurking behind Peggy and rubbing my cheeks against her shoulders, kissing her back, and feeling her up in general while she tried to apply makeup. She feigned irritation but she was sending some major contentment Suzie, and only half heartedly slapping my hands away. Finally she was ready to go, maneuvering her Range Rover down the narrow driveway with aplomb while I enjoyed my view of her shifting and very impressive cleavage as she drove.

We headed out to East 7th, and I could already taste the cabrito. Our little dalliance and the time that it took meant that we had arrived right in the middle of the busiest time of the night, so we joined the line in the little covered walkway that led to the rear parking lot. In warmer weather, there would have been people seated outside at the tables under the little roof, but in December they were empty. The line was the same eclectic mix we had seen on our last visit: yuppies with kids and puppies, retired military people in their sixties and seventies, groups of ESU students, low riders, and Transplanted Texans from California, Minnesota, and New York. We had 'snowbirds' that wintered in Texas every year to escape the cold winters in the North, but the Transplanted Texans now came in droves to escape high unemployment, high taxes and high living costs, and stayed for the jobs, warm weather, and abundant outdoor recreation opportunities.