The Big Girl Ch. 07

"As my goddess commands." I said, trying not to smile.

I started at her knee, running my tongue slowly up the length of her thigh, swishing it back and forth as I worked my way upward. When I reached the hairlined lips of her pussy, I moved to the other side and did the same thing. When I reached her pussy this time, I ran my tongue lightly over the bristly hairs on each side, then moved between them.

I licked lightly, gathering up every droplet of her juices from her. She sighed, pushing me away gently.

"That's enough." She said, lifting her head to look at me. "Go take a shower, I'll be with you in a few minutes." She paused, looking at me steadily.

"Do you love me?" She asked.

"Yes. I live to worship my goddess." I said, a smile slowly spreading across my face.

"But do you love ME?" She asked.

"I'm not going to say this again." I told her as I held out my hand. "I love Sarah, and I love you, my goddess. You're the same person. So when I say goddess, you can hear Sarah if you want...because you are a goddess, my goddess...don't ever stop believing that."

She nodded as she took my hand and let me pull her up, then slid off the table. I put my arm around her and guided her to the bathroom so I could get her cleaned up.

(-)

Sarah and Beth hit it off as soon as they met. Beth's loud, brash manner brought out Sarah's boisterous side.

At five-four, Beth barely came up to the middle of Sarah's chest. She laughed and looked at me when she released her from the bear hug she'd greeted her with.

"Wow, I bet you love playing with these sweater puppies, huh Brent?" She laughed, looking Sarah up and down. "But she's got the frame to carry them. God, I am so jealous!"

Tim had a reservation at Bones, and after the valets had taken our cars, we went inside. Sarah was amazed that we were led right to a table, but Beth made a fuss about being too close to the kitchen, and talked the maitre'd into moving us to the back room. That got Sarah's attention, because at the table on one side of us, there was a well-known morning talk radio host holding court, and on the other, a group of politicians were brokering deals.

I would have preferred the original table, because there was a constant stream of traffic to both tables that got annoying after a while.

The high point of the evening for me was the reaction Sarah got when we entered. She was wearing a pair of black slacks that were loose on her legs, but hugged her ass like a second skin. I passed on the white shirt she'd wanted to wear, and had her just wear the vest that matched her slacks. It was unbuttoned halfway, and she was braless under it. Her tits pushed the top open, and her cleavage was prominently displayed. Every eye in the place was on her as we were led to our table.

Beth and Sarah sat next to each other, and ended up splitting the Dry Aged Porterhouse for two, Tim had the Bone-in Ribeye, burned black as usual, which is really a waste of a good steak, and I had the Bone-in Filet.

Beth surprised Sarah by eating her share of the porterhouse while packing away a sampling of everyone's sides, along with a stuffed baked potato. When she ordered the Dark Chocolate Torte with vanilla whipped cream and raspberry coulis, AND the Mountain High Pie for dessert, Sarah knew she had met her match.

Sarah sat enraptured as Beth and Tim regaled her with stories of our childhood, and she peppered them with questions, pressing for details. I wanted to crawl under the table when Beth told her about the night she took our virginity, and almost got caught by Rosie. She had snuck into my room and announced that we had been virgins long enough, then proceeded to remedy the situation. She was hiding on the floor next to my bed when Rosie opened the door to look in on me, and was back on top of me as soon as the door closed.

All too quickly, the evening was over, and we made our goodbyes. Beth made Sarah promise to bring me over for dinner soon, and Sarah made her promise to bring Tim over once she got settled in the house. Tim looked at me when he heard about Tracy, but didn't say anything. I knew I'd hear about it later.

(-)

"Oh my god, that was so much fun!" Sarah laughed as she took off her vest, then slipped off her slacks. "All the stories they told were so funny! And I feel like I know you alot better, now that I know a little more of your history."

She stood with her hands on her hips wearing just her thong.

"I'm glad you had a good time." I said as I hung up my suit. "I was worried that Beth might be a little much the first time you met her."

"Oh, I knew I'd like her as soon as I started talking to her earlier." She laughed, coming over and helping me pull my shirt off. "She's so vibrant and energetic!"

"I think of her as loud and obnoxious." I said lightly. "But I've known her half my life. I'll let you make your own decision about her."

"She's loud, I'll give you that." She laughed. "But that's one of the things I liked about her. She's alot like Tracy, just cranked up a couple of notches."

"A couple?" I laughed, grabbing a t-shirt from the closet. "Try twenty or thirty..."

"Don't put that on." She said, nodding at the t-shirt. "I decided that your apology wasn't sufficient, and I want you to..."

"No, my apology was more than sufficient for my minor indiscretion in mentioning your weight to Tim." I said, wadding the t-shirt up and tossing it back in the closet. "But it you want to fuck, we're going to do it my way."

"What's this? Rebelling against your goddess?" She laughed, folding her arms across her chest, so her breasts rested on them.

"No, just getting back on equal footing with my lover." I said, opening a drawer on the bureau and pulling out a handful of scarves. "I'm going to pleasure you, but we're going to do it my way. Now lie on the bed and get comfortable."

"What do you have in mind?" She asked, not noticing the scarves in my hand. She took her thong off and sat on the side of the bed, then slid over into the center and stretched out.

"I'm going to tie you up." I said, grabbing one of her wrists and wrapping a scarf around it.

"You're...no...I don't want you to..."

"This is purely symbolic." I said, moving her arm up so it was over her head and about a foot off to one side. I slipped the scarf around a post on the headboard, then brought the end down and laid it across her palm and closed her fingers over it. "You have control. You can decide if you want to be tied up or not. All you have to do is let go, and move your arm."

Climbing over her, I did the same thing to her other arm.

"You're going to act like you can't get away." I said as I slid up so I was kneeling over her. "You're going to surrender your will to me, and let me do anything I want to you."

What I didn't tell her, was that after a while, the other girls I had done this with had started to believe that they were really tied up. They had struggled and pulled against the restraints, but it never occurred to them to open their hands so they could get free.

"Raise your head." I told her, holding a scarf between my hands. "I'm going to blindfold you."

She looked up at me, her eyes already a little glassy, and raised her head without saying anything.

I folded the scarf in half diagonally, then folded it into a three-inch wide strip that I laid over her eyes. I wrapped it behind her head and brought the ends around and tied them loosely in the front.

"You're my prisoner, and I'm going to torture you with pleasure." I said softly as I moved off of her and slid off the bed. "There's nothing you can do to stop me. Go ahead and try. Those cuffs are chained to hooks mounted on the bedframe. There's no way you can get free."

A whimper came from her throat as she tugged on the scarves. I noticed that she had the scarves wrapped around her hands, and her hands were clenched into fists.

"What are you going to do to me, you bastard?" She asked softly.

"I already told you, I'm going to torture you." I said as a walked over to the door. I turned off the overhead light, and turned the can lights at the corners of the bed up halfway so the room was dimly lit. "But I need to get a few things from the kitchen, so don't go anywhere."

"Wait!" She said, raising her head off the pillow. "You can't just leave me here like this!"

"Yes, I can...and I will." I said as I walked out the door. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

I went into the kitchen and grabbed my phone off the counter, dialing Tracy's number as I got a bowl out of the cabinet and filled it with ice. She picked up as I pulled down a sippy cup with a flexible straw and started filling it from the tap.

"Hey, I thought you guys were home." She laughed. "Why didn't you just yell?"

"Because I don't want Sarah to know I'm talking to you." I said, opening the refrigerator and grabbing a few things. "If you want to play, come downstairs, but be very quiet. I have to know one thing before you say anything else."

"What's that?" She asked.

"How serious were you about wanting to practice your carpet munching?" I asked, using her expression.

She was quiet for a long moment, and her voice was soft and husky when she answered. "I'll be right down."

"Wait...if you have any toys with you, bring them." I said quickly. "Just a vibrator will do."

"I'm halfway down the stairs, and I have it in my hand, I figured we'd need it." She giggled. "It's my favorite, her's too. I keep it in my go bag."

I heard her come into the kitchen, and pointed at the bowl of ice and the cup of water as I peeled a banana, then started cutting up an orange.

"What's happening?" She asked as she picked up the bowl and the cup. She was naked under a loose men's tanktop that came down halfway down her thighs.

"You'll see in a minute." I said as I put the fruit on a plate and grabbed the bottles I'd set out. "Come on, I want to make sure she hasn't moved. Don't talk, I don't want her to know you're there."

She nodded, and followed me as I walked out of the kitchen.

Sarah was still stretched out in the middle of the bed, the scarves still around her wrists. She had drawn her legs up, and she was squirming on the bed as she rubbed them against each other.

"Bad girl." I said as I sat the plate and bottles on the end of the bed, then grabbed her ankles and jerked them apart. I grabbed a couple more scarves off the bed and wrapped them around her ankles, tying them loosely and letting the ends lay on the bed as I pushed her knees apart.

"I didn't think I'd have to tie your legs down so soon.' I said, then brought my hand down onto her pussy in an openhanded slap.

"Oh god...please don't. I'll...I'll be good, just don't hurt me." She whispered

"I don't believe you." I said, bringing my hand down onto her pussy again as I moved up beside her. "I told you to lie here and wait till I got back."

"I don't...I didn't...I was just..."

"It's okay, it's exciting, but a little frustrating not being able to touch yourself, isn't it?" I said as I sat on the bed beside her. "It must be driving you mad to have to depend on someone else you give you even the tiniest of touches."

"Oh god, yes! You can't imagine..."

"Actually, I can." I said softly, taking the top off a bottle of Texas Pete's hot sauce. I got a drop on my finger, and spread it slowly over the tip of one nipple, then around her areole. "I've been where you are, and experienced what's going to happen to you..."

"Did...did you like it?"

"Do you like it?" I asked, waiting for her to notice the hot sauce.

"I...I think..." She paused, her mouth forming a frown as she started to squirm on the bed. "What did you put on my nipple?"

"Jalapeno juice." I said lightly, looking over at Tracy. She grinned back at me, then pulled her tanktop over her head and dropped it on the floor. "How does it feel?"

"It...warm...and I think it's...it is, it's starting to burn..."

"Does it hurt?" I asked, getting another drop on my finger and spreading it over her clit.

"N...no, it's not bad...did you just put some on my clit?"

"Yes. Your nipple and your clit are the same kind of tissue, but your clit is much more sensitive. I think you'll start to feel the burn there in a minute or so."

"I can feel it already..."

"Tell me if it gets uncomfortable." I said, leaning down and licking her nipple. I got it wet, then blew on it.

She groaned and arched her back, trying to force her nipple into my mouth.

"It...it's getting hotter...stop...don't blow on it like that..."

"Did you like watching Tracy suck my dick?" I asked.

"Yes...it's starting to hurt...make it stop..."

"I'd like to watch her eat your pussy." I said as I picked up an orange slice and squeezed it over her nipple, then ran it gently over the stiff nubbin, then her areole. She sighed, and her body relaxed as the acids in the cool liquid quenched the fire on her nipple.

"Open your mouth." I said as I moved the orange slice up over her face. I ran the orange over her lips, then eased it between her teeth. "Suck on it, don't bite. Just suck the juice out..."

"Tracy wants to eat your pussy, would you let her do that for us?" I asked. "I'd really like to see her do it."

She nodded, and Tracy moved over between her legs. Sarah stiffened when she felt her hands on the insides of her thighs, pushing them apart.

"Oh my god!" She gasped, spitting the orange out. "Is she here?"

"I'm here sweetie, and I want to lick your juicy little pussy for you." Tracy said in a husky whisper. "God, you look so hot all tied up and helpless like that. You must really like it...your pussy is really wet, and the lips are so swollen. Tell me you want me to lick it for you, and make you cum..."

"Oh fuck, I didn't expect this." She moaned as a shiver ran through her.

"I really want to eat you Sarah. God, you smell so fucking good. It's making my mouth water." Tracy moaned, her face less than an inch from the hairlined lips of her pussy. "Please tell me you want it."

"Do it!" Sarah gasped, arching her hips up at her.

Tracy's mouth met her halfway, and they both moaned as her mouth came in contact with Sarah's pussy. Tracy attacked Sarah's pussy, licking and sucking hungrily, making loud slurping and sucking noises. Her fingers spread the lips of her pussy, and she plastered her mouth to it, her tongue moving over the swollen inner lips, then darting up inside, then lashing over the lips again.

"Tell me what to do." She panted, pulling back suddenly, looking up at her. "Tell me what you want, I want to make it good for you, baby."

"Do what you were doing...it all feels so good!" Sarah groaned. "Please...oh god, eat me Tracy! I need to feel your mouth on my pussy!"

Tracy dove back in, licking and sucking in a frenzy. There was no technique, just unbridled enthusiasm.

I watched for a few minutes, then slid over and threw my leg over Sarah, settling on her belly and pushing her tits around my cock.

"NO!" she grunted before I could start stroking. She twisted her upper body, trying to dislodge me as she said, "Fuck her! Fuck her while she eats me!"

"Mmmm hmmm!" Tracy grunted into her pussy, agreeing with the sentiment.

"As my goddess...goddesses...command..."

I slid off the bed and moved around behind Tracy. She was up on her knees between Sarah's legs, so I knelt down and pressed my face into the clean shaven slit of her pussy. She moaned, pushing her pussy back at my mouth as I licked and sucked at her juice dripping hole for a couple of minutes, then let out a whimpering moan when I dragged my tongue up the crack of her ass.

Spreading the firm, fleshy mounds with my fingers, I started licking and sucking at her asshole. She pushed back at me, and I pressed my tongue into the wrinkled pink ring. She moan again, louder this time, and humped her ass back at me even harder.

"Is he fucking you?" Sarah asked when she heard Tracy moaning, her ass lifting off the bed, trying to grind her pussy into Tracy's mouth.

"No...he...he's licking my asshole again." Tracy panted, pulling her mouth away for a moment. She took in several deep breaths, then moved her hand up, easing two fingers into Sarah's pussy.

"Oh god, that's so good." Sarah moaned. "Lick my clit...put another finger in and lick and suck on my clit...oh fuck, it feels so good..."

"In a minute." Tracy told her, then looked back over her shoulder as she spoke to me. "Stick your tongue up my butt again you nasty little fucker. Tongue fuck my asshole...rim me...oh fuck, that feels soooooo good..."

She dropped her head back between Sarah's legs, and I could feel her arm pumping back and forth. She grunted when I stiffened my tongue and drilled it up her ass.

I heard a buzzing sound, then felt her hand on mine, pushing it off her asscheek. At the same time I heard Sarah let out a long, loud wailing moan. Tracy's other hand grabbed mine and guided it up between her legs, then moved up to hold her butt cheek open for me.

I eased two fingers into her pussy as I drilled my tongue in and out of her ass. Keeping my fingers buried inside her, I let her fuck herself on them, twisting them back and forth as she humped her pussy onto them. I could feel her clasping cunt channel squeezing my fingers, and after a few minutes, I decided that I had to feel that on my cock.

I got to my feet and wrapped my hand around my cock, guiding it between her legs. Her pussy was already pushing back at me as I got the head in, and I slid balls deep into her in one long, powerful plunge.

"FFFUUUUCCKKKK MMMMEEEEEEE!!" She screamed, her ass slamming back at me as she got her arms under her and started rocking back and forth as hard and as fast as she could. "CCCUUUUMMMMMIIINNNGGGG!!"

I grabbed her hips and held on, letting her fuck herself on my cock. Her cunt was clenching and squeezing around my cock, and I could feel fluttery spasms along the length of my cock as she came on me.

She fucked back at me frantically, and less than a minute later collapsed on top of Sarah, her face buried in her stomach. My cock was jerked roughly from her pussy, and I watched it bounce up and down, throbbing and twitching, strings of pre-cum dripping from the tip.

I climbed up on the bed and pushed her out of the way, getting between Sarah's legs. My cock slid into her, and I started fucking her, driving into her roughly. I slid my arms under her, reaching up to grab her shoulders to pull her down toward me as I plowed my cock into her.

Sarah's head rocked back and forth as I pounded my cock into her, but I pressed my mouth to hers, driving my tongue down her throat. She kissed me back just as roughly, her ass lifting up off the bed to meet my strokes.

"Oh god." I groaned as I felt my balls pull up under the base of my cock.

"Do it! Cum in me...cum for your goddess!" Sarah grunted, writhing wildly under me. Her ass was bouncing up and down off the bed, and my hips smacked into hers every time it did. My cock throbbed and swelled inside her, and I threw my head back and screamed as I started shooting.

It hurt.

Bad.

The first spurt felt like molten lead moving up my cockshaft, shooting out in a gut clenching stream into the deepest part of Sarah's pussy. The second, third and fourth spurts came so close together, it felt like my cock was being split in two by all the jizz clogging it.

Raising up, I pulled my cock from her and got my hand around it, jerking on it roughly, watching as two thick knots of cum spat out, one hitting the underside of her breast, the other leaving a pasty white trail across her stomach. The next burst drooled out in a thick gooey string that puddled in her pubes.

"Let me do it, you're going to hurt yourself." I heard Tracy whisper in my ear. I felt her hand wrap around my cock, then felt her other hand slip under me and cup my balls. I buried my face in her shoulder, sobbing as she stroked my cock and milked my balls gently, working the last of it out of me with firm, gentle strokes. "Shhhh, it's gonna be okay, baby. Just let it happen...that's right, just a little more, it's almost over...that's a good boy..."