WBDP - Brianna Delivers Pt. 03

I saw William and Brianna return and watch with sudden interest. William's cock began to stir; mine was already erect. I'd been watching the exchange from the beginning.

Brianna said, "Sam, are you pushing women's boundaries again?"

Evelyn ceased what she was doing, somewhat guiltily, seeing her Master had returned. She stepped away and dropped her head.

"Not my fault," I said. "Evelyn was apologizing for her behavior on the cruise. They kissed to make up, much shorter than this time. Evelyn admitted she believed she was a bit of a racist, and is trying to overcome her prejudices. Chantelle asked if Evelyn would fuck her and Evelyn said she would, with her Master's permission. You saw the rest. Not my doing."

Brianna laughed. Evelyn looked up and saw her Master's need.

"Can I assist my Master with his erection?" She said.

"Is it true. Would you have sex with Chantelle with my permission?"

She lowered her head again, "Yes, Master."

"It does not appear you were waiting for my permission, slave."

"No, Master," she admitted. "It was the heat of the moment."

"Have you ever had sex with a woman before, slave?"

"Only what you have seen, Master. With Dina on the cruise, today with Marcia."

"Then you've never licked cunt?" William asked.

"Only during the Nyotaimori, Master, when I was forced to eat from Chantelle's cunt, but not for the purpose of conferring pleasure."

"But you want to now?"

"If it please my Master, I would like to know how a woman tastes."

"You have tasted yourself on my cock," William said.

"Often, Master, but usually mixed with your cum. I would taste the source."

"If you do, it will be for my, our, pleasure, right now, in front of everybody. Is this what you want?"

"Yes, Master."

William took a mattress from a chaise lounge and threw it on the ground.

"Get up here, Chantelle."

"Yes, Master." She got out of the pool and approached William and Brianna. She knelt at his feet.

"You would have sex with my slave?" William asked.

"Yes, Master, I would."

"You will be punished for starting sex with my slave without permission, as will my slave."

"Yes, Master. I accept your punishment. I was out of bounds."

"I will administer yours. Brianna, or a person of her choosing, will give Evelyn hers."

"As you say, Master."

"Lie down on the mattress and spread your legs," William ordered.

Chantelle did as she was told.

"Evelyn, come here."

"Yes, Master." She got out of the pool and approached, kneeling when she reached his side.

"There it is," he said, pointing to Chantelle all spread out. "Fresh cunt. Make her cum."

"Yes, Master."

Evelyn was nervous. She was doing this for the first time and she was doing it in front of her Master and many women experienced in giving and receiving oral pleasure. She wasn't quite sure how to start, trying to remember what Marcia had done to her this morning, but her mind was blank and the world was spinning.

"Kiss me," Chantelle said, "you know how to do that."

Evelyn laid herself on top of Chantelle and they kissed, timidly at first, then more fiercely, their tongues darting and twirling, tangling with the other. Both of them started breathing hard, their breath consumed by the other.

"Now, start kissing your way down my body," Chantelle whispered, "my neck, my shoulders. Pretend I'm your Master. What would you be doing with him?"

Evelyn complied, kissing her cheek, her ears, nibbling on the lobes, trailing hot kisses down her neck, kissing the hollow of her throat. She went lower, laving the upper slopes of her breasts, dainty touches around the areole, then reaching out her tongue, touching it to the tips of the brown nipples, before circling them with her lips and sucking the prominent points into her mouth. Shit. This was so fucking hot. Chantelle's nipples grew even harder. Evelyn's hand came up and squeezed the remaining breast before lightly twisting the stiffened flesh between her thumb and fingers. Chantelle moaned in contentment.

I wasn't going to wait any longer. I called Marcia and Monique to me and had them on their hands and knees facing the action. I plunged into Marcia's cunt first, wet with her arousal at the same scene driving my own. Mindful of my intent to deny her an orgasm, I switched over to Monique, just as wet and hot as Marcia. I wanted this to last, so I barely moved, most of the stimulation coming from the twitching of her tight twat as we watched. Five minutes in Monique, and back to Marcia.

Evelyn abandoned Chantelle's plump globes and started trailing down her stomach. Light, butterfly kisses which caused Chantelle's abdomen to flutter and twitch as she passed, slightly tickling her. Lower and lower, her lips and tongue traveled over the tight stomach and approaching her mound. Chantelle was fully shaving her pubic hair now, and there was nothing, no marker, no fence, no warning, when Evelyn's lips touched the top of Chantelle's crease and her budding clit. She looked down, took note of the widespread legs, the labia parted in arousal, the liquid glistening on the folds. She looked back at Chantelle's face, her wide, liquid eyes, her parted lips, her breasts rising and falling in panting breaths, the turgid nipples. Evelyn smiled at her and locking eyes with her, licked all the way down her crease, Chantelle gasping in delight. I almost climaxed right there.

Back to Monique who was squirming as much as Marcia at the lewd show. William's cock was hard as a rock and I wondered at the strength of will not to plunge it into the nearest cunt or mouth, nor even stroking it with his hand. I couldn't watch this without fucking something.

I saw Evelyn push her tongue into Chantelle's tunnel and lap the juices flowing there. When she licked back up Chantelle's slit, she pushed two fingers into her sheath, replacing the tongue. Evelyn plunged her fingers back and forth a few times, fucking the dripping cunt in front of her. After a couple minutes, she pulled them from Chantelle's sheath, licked one clean and offered the other one to Chantelle to lick clean. Chantelle licked her juices from Evelyn's fingers, then pulled her head against her cunt, rubbing her lips and mouth all around, Evelyn lapping at the fluids flowing so freely from the dark pussy.

I jammed deep into Monique and climaxed, spraying her womb with my milky cream. Spurt after spurt gushed into her molten cavern.

"Master, may I cum," Monique whimpered, her pussy about to go into spasms itself.

"No," I ordered, "you may not." I pulled out and wiped my cock on her ass, squeezing out the last few dribbles. She moaned in frustration. I looked at Brianna, who still stood beside William, clutching his arm while her other hand idly fingered herself. "Go service your Mistress," I ordered. "She needs to cum as much as you."

"Yes, Master," she replied, getting up to do as I requested.

Monique said something quietly to Brianna and Brianna spread her legs and let Monique attend to her needs, still watching the thrilling show. I remained somewhat hard, hard enough to spear Marcia's cunt again, as wet as it was. I continued my lazy fucking, hoping to build up to another climax.

Almost all of Evelyn's face gleamed from Chantelle's juices. Chantelle was panting hard and moaning with increased regularity. I'd fucked Chantelle enough to recognize she was close.

"Put your fingers back in my cunt and fuck me while you suck my clit," Chantelle ordered, ready to spend.

Evelyn complied and in seconds, Chantelle was thrusting her hips in the air, her back bowed like a bridge and she was screaming her release.

"Master, may I cum?" Marcia panted, as heated as I was.

I pulled out. "Not until tomorrow morning, but you can suck my cock until I cum," I ordered.

Chantelle's tremors started to die down. Her buttocks fell to the mattress, but her legs continued to quiver as the aftershocks of her orgasm passed through her body.

Chantelle looked down her body at Evelyn, still crouched between her legs, though she was still and no longer licking her. Evelyn was lost in thought, I believe contemplating the enormity of what she'd just done for the first time, licking another woman to orgasm. Chantelle patted her head, then grabbed her hair and pulled her up for another kiss, licking her cum off Evelyn's face.

"For a first time, you did a fabulous job, Evelyn. To what do you attribute your skill?" Chantelle asked.

"I tried to remember what Marcia did to me this morning, and how Dina used the build up of her dance, all the little touches to make me cum so quickly, and you reminded me to treat you like my Master and I remembered it is my duty to serve him in every way, fully, to satisfy all his needs, and I tried to do the same with you."

"You succeeded, slave. You're worthy of your Master."

William interrupted. "I want you to get in a sixty-nine now with Chantelle and I'm going to fuck your slutty cunt while you lick each other."

"Master, if it please you, I have an alternate suggestion. At the same time Chantelle asked if I would fuck her, she asked if she could fuck you, for fun. She's on birth control and not one of those you will be trying to impregnate. I told her she could. If you allow me to take the bottom position and her the top, you can fuck her slutty pussy instead and I can watch you ram your cock into her cunt while I lick her."

William was shocked. His jaw just about hit the floor. He remembered how distraught she'd been when he'd been with Marcia and couldn't believe she was giving him permission to fuck another woman for no particular reason. I could see his mind trying to wrap itself around the idea of her agreeing to this and why.

Apparently, the only thing he could come up with was she was still trying to atone for her infidelity by somehow giving him the freedom to fuck others as well.

"Evelyn, you have nothing more to make amends for. I don't need to fuck anyone other than you. You have proven yourself to me over and over again. I trust you never to be unfaithful to me again. You don't have to grant me permission to fuck others in some misguided attempt at reparation. I'm not built that way. I'm perfectly happy to be a one woman man, especially when the woman is willing to submit to all of my needs and desires."

"Master. I'm not doing this because I was bad before. I'm doing this because I love you and would give you pleasure in whatever way I can. I am confident in your love for me and mine for you. I'm no longer concerned you would leave me for any other. I now know why Marcia and Sam can enjoy sex with others while remaining emotionally faithful to one another. It occurred to me if I was going to grant you permission to anonymously have sex with five other women for the purpose of providing them a child, why would I not let you do so for the joy of a new sexual experience. If I do this for you; will you not love me more because I deny you nothing? Besides, what's good for the goose is good for the gander. You allowed Marcia to satisfy me as I allowed Monique to pleasure you. It did not harm either of us. We're still the same people we were before it happened.

"You gave me the choice of whether you would have sex with anyone here. I agreed you could, and still agree you should, under the previous conditions outlined since we're speaking of children. But if I trust you to have sex for that purpose, why not because I love you? I just had sex with Chantelle. Why shouldn't you have sex with Chantelle as well? I will be satisfied, even as you're satisfied and Chantelle will be also be sated. Knowledge and permission. That is how it works for Sam and Marcia and Brianna and Monique. It is clear they still love one another. Is Brianna annoyed by her wife submitting to Master Sam for a child? Is Marcia? You may fuck Chantelle because I have knowledge and I grant permission. If Brianna has no objection to your use of her slave, I have no objection. Fuck her, my Master."

If anything, William's cock got even harder as she spoke. A drop of pre-cum beaded the head of his cock. Evelyn reached out her tongue and licked the tip, gathering it.

"Brianna," William asked, "would you have an objection to my use of your slave?"

"None whatsoever."

"Chantelle, do you agree to be fucked by me?"

"I did ask Evelyn if she would allow it, so yes. Whichever hole you want to use."

Another drop of pre-cum exuded from his prick. Chantelle licked that drop off after a smile to Evelyn.

"Please get into position."

"Yes, Master," they both said.

Evelyn lay down on the mattress and Chantelle got down on top of her. Evelyn's tongue immediately delved into the location so recently vacated. William got down behind Chantelle and he placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to her pussy.

"Is this what you wanted to see, slave," he said, slowly sliding his prick into her chocolate cunt. It went in so easily, without effort, Chantelle was so wet.

"Yes, Master, it was. Fuck her hard. Cum in her slutty pussy. When you're done, I'll suck your cum out of her juicy cunt." She nibbled on his balls, one after the other, before returning to Chantelle's clit.

Chantelle was primed. Her recent climax on Evelyn's mouth combined with William's prick pounding her cunt while Evelyn sucked her clit, sent her over the edge within minutes. William had been riding the edge almost from the moment he'd come out and witnessed his slave sucking on Chantelle's tit. Nor had watching Evelyn lick Chantelle to orgasm done one whit to reduce his need to cum. Almost as soon as he felt her cunt spasming around his cock, he grunted and slammed deep into her pussy and let loose a flood of sperm, which started flowing out around his stalk as he continued pumping into Chantelle's sheath. He felt Evelyn's tongue below him, licking the cum from around their joining and he couldn't stop. He just kept going, excited beyond belief to be fucking the delightful Chantelle while Evelyn licked them from below. What made it even better was watching Chantelle's curly head between his wife's thighs and the erotic moans emanating from both.

Once again, the picture before me was one of unbridled lust and I couldn't hold out any longer. I shot another huge stream into Marcia's throat and felt her gobbling every drop in her delightful mouth. William never really lost his erection and after a time, he pulled from Chantelle's cunt and placed the slippery, cum covered organ at the entrance to her muscular ass. Chantelle relaxed enough to let him push into her rectum, grunting gleefully as she felt him split her globes with his rigid cock. He barely slowed down at all, pumping her ass as hard as he'd pumped her pussy. Chantelle started raising her ass up to meet his thrusts and Evelyn had to cling to her legs to keep her lips planted on her dripping pussy. I saw Evelyn shiver in the throes of an orgasm, Chantelle cumming close behind her. William still had some energy to give and he continued to drive deep in her bottom, his balls slapping against Evelyn's face. He kept going for another five minutes, both of the women climaxing again under the agile tongues of the other. He dropped down one last time, groaning and his ass flexed as he pumped another load into Chantelle's ass.

I'd barely taken my eyes off Evelyn, William and Chantelle, but I'd heard Brianna scream in ecstasy a couple times, as had the other women at the pool except for Monique and Marcia. Both of them were high, though hardly dry, as aroused as they'd been by the raw carnality of it. I knew they'd both be desperate to cum, but they weren't going to anytime soon if I had anything to say about it.

William pulled out of Chantelle's ass and wiped himself down with a towel from beside the pool. More were stored in a small storage shed they kept for the lounge mats, inflatable rafts, pool supplies and other towels, so nobody was going to miss it. When he stood up, Evelyn tried to lick every drop of her Master's cum from Chantelle's cunt and even her ass. Chantelle cooed under the tender ministrations of her mouth. I witnessed a lot of remarkable things since starting my journey with Marcia, but this was amongst the hottest moments I'd ever viewed. The fact it was Evelyn producing the scene created more arousal, it being the first time she'd done anything remotely like this. She finished licking up what she could reach from her position below Chantelle and looked at her Master with those green eyes and a face covered in cum.

"Did you enjoy yourself, Master?"

"Very much, slave, though it won't save you from your punishment."

"As you wish, Master." She grinned up at him.

"Brianna, who do you want to punish Evelyn?"

"I will do it," Brianna replied. "Would you object to me making your slave cum while I paddle her ass?"

"Not at all."

"Monique, give me your vibe, then run in the house and get the paddle." Monique removed the Vibe, handed it to her Mistress and scurried off. It was slimy with Monique's and my cum. "Slave," she told Evelyn, "stand before me with your legs spread." Evelyn complied. "Your performance here has gotten everyone excited, slave. I believe you've taken us all by surprise. If I'm not mistaken, Sam could not restrain himself watching you and had to fuck his two beautiful slaves. His cum and Monique's coat this Vibe. I want you to lick it clean."

She handed it to Evelyn who licked it clean. When only her saliva glistened on it, Brianna held out her hand and Evelyn placed it in her palm. Brianna took the device and seated it in Evelyn's cunt, sliding it into the proper position with the larger arm over her clit.

"Sam, turn it on; the fourth pattern please."

I turned it on and set the fourth vibration pattern. Marcia was fond of it as well. Evelyn started, then settled into the sensations. As she didn't yet have permission to close her legs, we soon saw her juices dripping down her thighs.

"You will ask permission to cum, slave."

"Yes, Mistress. May I cum Mistress?"

"So soon?"

"Yes, Mistress. I'm very excited. May I cum please."

"You may cum, slave."

Evelyn shivered through her climax. She had a good cum face.

Brianna sat down in one of the lounges and patted her legs. "Lie down please, over my legs."

Complying with Brianna's order, Evelyn lay down over Brianna's legs. "Your legs a little farther apart, dear." Evelyn spread them wider.

"Do you have any lube, Sam?" Brianna asked.

"No, but I'm sure suntan lotion will do just fine." I handed her a bottle, admiring the tableau of Evelyn bent over Brianna's legs, her rump in the air and her legs parted enough to see the slickness of her cunt and the tiny rosebud of her ass. God, I was getting hard again.

"If you drip cum on my legs, slave," Brianna warned. "You shall have to lick it up."

"Yes, Mistress."

Monique returned with the paddle. Brianna took it but set it on the chaise beside her. She opened the bottle of lotion and dribbled a few drops around Evelyn's ass, smoothing it into her skin. Dribbling a larger quantity of drops around the crinkled entrance to her dark passage, Evelyn greased the rectal sphincter well, plunging her finger in several times.

"Mistress," Evelyn gasped, "may I cum again?"

"Yes you may, slave."

Brianna set the bottle down and picked up the paddle. "Count for me; fifty strokes."

On the echo of her "Yes, Mistress," the paddle came down on her upturned ass, hard.

"One," Evelyn squeaked. The paddle came down again.

"Two." Again.

"Three."

Each time the paddle descended, Evelyn would call out the number. In ten strokes, her ass was rosy; at twenty, it was flaming. After the eighteenth, Evelyn asked permission to orgasm, the devilish Vibe in her cunt keeping her on the edge of climax constantly, despite the wicked spanking. When Brianna reached twenty-five, she stopped and spread more lotion over the flaming cheeks, Evelyn moaning all the while. She put more lotion on her rectum and speared first one finger, then two into her rear passage, fucking her with her fingers until she asked to cum again. Brianna granted her permission. She was not denying Evelyn her pleasure, she was overwhelming her with sensation.