WBDP - Brianna Delivers Pt. 15

I warned her. "I'm going to cum any moment now," in case she didn't detect my dick swelling like a balloon about to pop. She did as Chantelle said she liked to do. She pulled about halfway up my cock and waited for the pulsing rush of my seed to flood her mouth, creating a vacuum seal so as not to lose the smallest drop. Her mouth filled so much she had to swallow and I filled it up again. She continued sucking until she felt me start to shrink, then licked my cock clean.

Dawn looked up at me. "Thank you, Master, for your gift to me. I hope your slave was pleasing. I realize now I did not know as much as I believed."

I stroked her hair. "Give me a kiss," I said. "I want to taste myself on your lips."

Dawn kissed me and my tongue swirled around her mouth.

"Monsieur will need to rest awhile before you begin again. Marcia is capable of getting him hard again almost immediately, even after he has climaxed two or three times in close succession. She knows Monsieur's cock intimately and all the ways to pleasure him orally. I am trying to become so good."

"While we're waiting for me to recover, you may begin your lessons to better serve a woman. Chantelle please take my place on the bed and part your legs for me."

Chantelle did and we could both see she was already aroused, her lips unfurled and the interior glistening with her fluid.

"There are any number of ways to do this and no one way is always correct. It's important to take cues from the one you're pleasuring, the sounds they make when you do a certain thing, the movements of their bodies, what they ask for. I like to tease, to slowly lead them where I want to go, so I won't always do as a woman asks. When I'm teasing her, she'll want to cum, earlier than I want to let her. Sometimes, when they ask, it means I'll do the opposite of what they requested so I can slow the process down. It's possible to give quick orgasms, but the ones which have been delayed are often the best. You should know this from when you tried to resist having an orgasm; how powerful it was when you could no longer resist.

"You can also use your fingers, the same as you can on a man's cock. I won't say it's a lazy way to give a woman an orgasm, though it could be, if all you want is to make someone cum. You will also practice without using your hands. Since women don't have the time constraints to their orgasms men do, I want you to watch me make Chantelle cum, then you do it. It doesn't have to be exactly the same, but you should use many of the same techniques."

"Yes, Master."

I started by kissing near Chantelle's knees, even going so far as to lift her leg so I could lightly nip the tendons on the back of her knee. Putting her leg down, I trailed kisses up the inside of her thighs, varying from light whispers of a kiss to harder kisses interspersed with light bites. By the time I reached Chantelle's upper thighs, she was moaning delightfully. Her pussy was spread wider and damper. I blew air onto her opening, followed by light brushes of my lips around her labia. I circled it with kisses, yet stayed away from the most sensitive places. Her hips started to buck up to meet my mouth, trying to capture it against her frayed nerves. I ordered her to remain still or she would be spanked. Chantelle moaned in frustration.

Now she was sufficiently worked up, I began lightly brushing the tips of her inner lips with my tongue, exerting minimal pressure. Every minute or so, my tongue would dip into her slit and gather a taste of the fluids gathering to signal her desire. I stopped momentarily to explain.

"These fluids are the females answer to pre-cum. Her body is preparing to be fucked. Without any dryness or friction, I could slide right in as slick as you please. It also helps serve as a medium to transfer the sperm to an egg if she were fertile now. She craves to cum now. Blood has flushed her sex organs, her breasts, her nipples are hard and wish to be stimulated. Her clit is peaking out from the hood. It has one of the highest concentration of nerve endings in her body. Her g-spot is another nerve bundle, and the area around the anus is a third nerve center. Even when her clit is within the hood, it can be stimulated to an orgasm. While it's out, the sensations are intensified. See?"

I pushed back the protective flesh so more than a half inch of her clitoris was exposed. I lightly sucked the tiny sliver of flesh while licking the tip with my tongue. Chantelle spasmed into an orgasm, gasping dramatically. I stopped after a few seconds to let it wane away.

"Chantelle is a sex slave, and extremely sensitive to pleasure. She's accustomed to receiving it, expects it, her body is trained to respond to it. There are so many ways to make her cum."

Shoving my two middle fingers into her cunt, I rubbed against the rough ridges of her g-spot and she moaned loudly and climaxed again, just tailing off from the last one.

"The two sensations can be combined, like this." My left hand pushed back her clitoral hood while the fingers of my right continued to gently rub her upper vaginal wall. My mouth went on her clit and Chantelle exploded, her hips bucking against my hand and mouth despite my orders to remain still.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Monsieur. You're making me cum. It won't stop. It won't stop!" She moaned throatily.

"Now, you can go back to teasing. You can gather the nectar of her cum on your tongue." I made a wide sweep of my tongue from her clit to her hole, still throbbing on my fingers. "You can take some of the fluids leaking from her aroused cunt and spread them around this area between her cunt and rectum, called the perineum, which is another nerve bundle, or with sufficient amounts, use it as lubricant to penetrate her anus, like this." I removed the two fingers slick with her cum from her pussy and speared her sphincter. Chantelle spasmed again.

"I'm still cumming," she panted, bucking again.

"Theoretically, it's possible to extend her orgasm for some time or create multiple orgasms with a little skill and technique. Even licking her nipples might do so. Marcia says the sensations go straight to her cunt." I removed my fingers from her bottom and her shaking eventually passed, now none of her nerve centers were being stimulated. "You should try now. She should cum rather easily, so try to delay the onset with some teasing. You have longer fingernails than I do, so try not to tear any soft tissues if you decide to use your fingers."

"Yes, Master."

I gave up my place between Chantelle's legs and let her practice the techniques from my demonstration. I lay down beside Chantelle and played with her soft breasts and hard nipples while kissing her softly. In three minutes she was cumming again, panting into my mouth as we kissed. About four minutes later, she orgasmed once more, her hips rocking against Dawn's tongue.

"Please, Monsieur, a break. Let me take a break. I'm sure your cock should be ready to go again, oui?"

I patted Dawn's head. "Very good slave. She wishes to rest. She's been over stimulated. You've done well. You may try again starting from scratch later. Chantelle is right. I should be able to perform now. Put your hands behind your back and turn around."

She did as I ordered and I fastened her wrist cuffs together behind her back. Chantelle rolled over to the edge of the bed and I took her place in the middle. My cock was limp, so Dawn would be starting from the beginning, and this time she wouldn't be able to use her hands.

"Would it help for me to stand so you can kneel, or would you prefer to lie down like you are?" I asked.

"I think it would be better to kneel, Master. I can't really move without hands lying down like this."

"Very well." I helped her kneel on the bed while I stood in front of her. She dipped her head down to take the end of my prick in her mouth and then straightened up again. Dawn began working the head of my cock and she showed increased skill in doing so. I felt myself stiffen and start to fill her mouth. As I got harder, it became easier for her to work her mouth over my shaft. For a time, she looked like a woodpecker, her head nodding back and forth to take me in. Once she reached a certain depth, it became more difficult to take me deeper, even with the swallowing trick. Her descending mouth tended to push my body backward and even changing my stance slightly only helped marginally. She didn't have the right leverage to succeed. I knew what to do about it, but without hands, she might feel helpless. I pulled out of her mouth for a moment.

"Dawn, I'd like to hold your head and push it down on my cock. Without hands to push away, you may feel more helpless as I will be controlling the depth of my cock in your throat. You won't even be able to speak to me. I promise not to leave my cock in your throat so long you choke, and to pull back if you show substantial signs of distress or start gagging. Chantelle will also watch closely to ensure nothing happens to you, but I want your permission to do this."

"I trust you, Master. Give it a try."

"Please watch her closely, Chantelle. And take a movie. I'd like to send it to Marcia in the morning."

"Oui, Monsieur."

I placed my cock in her mouth and grabbing her head, pushed forward. I stopped when I felt the back of her mouth, pulled back slightly to give her a chance to take a couple quick breaths, then thrust in, going farther. I felt her swallow a couple times to allow me in. I backed up again, let her get more air, then drove in past the last spot. She swallowed quickly, two or three times. I drew back, giving her some more air and went in again. I was in as far as she'd been able to take me during her first time. I remained there for a few seconds and pulled back again. My cock was drenched in her saliva, her glands working overtime to start digesting the log in her mouth. Drool was leaking from her mouth, but she still hadn't really gagged, somehow overcoming the reflex. Once more in the breach and she was all the way down my cock. I let her have it for a few seconds to let her know she'd succeeded and as soon as she seemed to want to cough, I was back out with only two inches in her mouth.

"Very good, Dawn. You had it all the way in. Good girl. I want to keep going to see if you can consistently do it over the course of a few minutes."

She nodded, still sucking air. I gave her a few more seconds to gather herself, then went back in, not as far as last time, but feeling her throat muscles work over the head of my cock as she swallowed, back out, a few seconds to breath and back in to the base again. From that point, I continued going over and over to the same depth, fucking her throat. If there was the slightest hitch in her breathing or I felt her tighten up, I was out again, but right back in as soon as she seemed to have control. It became easier and easier. She seemed to relax and realize I wasn't going to smother her with my prick. Her throat seemed to open and I had free access to the depths of her mouth. The only issue she had was in dealing with the amounts of saliva her mouth was producing. It was dripping all over the bed. Oh well, in return for this blow job, I would happily sleep in the wet spot.

Satisfied Dawn was doing well, she set down the phone and Chantelle began playing with her breasts and fingering her pussy. I could see Dawn's arousal increasing exponentially and wondered if I could time my orgasm to align with hers. She was starting to hump Chantelle's hand. Hopefully, she'd crest soon because I couldn't last more than another fifteen seconds or so. When I felt my sap start to rise, I pulled out enough Dawn would taste my cum. Apparently, the feeling of my cock pulsing my salty load into her mouth was all Dawn needed to bring about her own release. She shook like she was standing in a hurricane and couldn't stop driving her hips onto Chantelle's hands, moaning loudly the whole time.

When my cock came out of her mouth, she was panting like a dog in mid-summer.

"Please, Master, let me lie down," she said.

I laid her gently on the bed and held her close, kissing her all around the face. Every time my mouth came near hers, she would kiss back, still breathing hard.

"You did well, Dawn. Full deep throat on your second attempt. I'm very proud of you. I've never met anyone who picked it up any quicker than you did. The last one I was part of training required five attempts. In return for your careful attention to Chantelle's instruction and your success, you will not need to be punished tonight. Good girl."

"Thank you, Master."

"We still need to find a way to do it a little less sloppy than you did today, and I'd like to see you do it without me driving the action, so's to speak."

"Yes, Master."

"You are still duty bound to pleasure Chantelle without use of your hands and after you've done so, Chantelle will release your hands and she can return the favor until you've cum twice more. I'll let you two figure out how you're going to accomplish it. I'm going to take a quick shower. I felt like my bath was interrupted."

"Yes, Master." "Oui, Monsieur."

I left them on the bed, Chantelle lying on her side and arching her leg so Dawn could squirm between them with her hands still bound. I used the facilities, took a fast shower and brushed my teeth. By the time I returned to the bed, Dawn's hands were released and Chantelle was buried between her legs. Dawn orgasmed and Chantelle stopped, resting her head on Dawn's sex, inhaling the scent of her liquid core.

"Dawn, we still need to insert your next size butt plug. Get it for me."

"Yes, Master."

She went to where the plugs were and brought back the next largest size, actually the largest I had. I got the lube from the night stand. I asked her to get on her hands and knees than put her head on the bed.

"This is the largest plug I have but it should prepare your ass to be fucked by Joe's cock. Chantelle will ensure he goes gently with you your first time. We will leave it in until tomorrow at this time, then give your bottom some rest before your anal virginity is taken. You've done this many times before. You know what you need to do and how to relax."

"Yes, Master." I lubed up her anal sphincter and the plug. I started slowly like I did last night, just fucking her with the tip. Her bottom quickly relaxed and it was going farther and farther without problem. Even the widest section found only a momentary resistance before sliding in. It was only a quarter inch larger than the last one, so she accommodated rather easily.

"Are you comfortable enough, slave?"

"Yes, Master."

"I'm going to sleep in the middle tonight since either one of my slaves is capable of addressing my needs. Chantelle and I don't have much more to do at the house, so I'm not going to set an alarm. You may set one for yourself for work. By the way, Chantelle; has Joe responded to your text this morning?"

"Oui, Monsieur. I told him I had a new plaything and asked if I could bring her along. I told him I thought it would be well worth his time. I said we could grab some take out when we left for his apartment, so a restaurant reservation was unnecessary. He was intrigued. I do not think he has been with two women before. He was happy to accept my offer. I told him we would have to leave by midnight as she had to work in the morning, but if he enjoyed himself, we would both entertain him again on Friday and we could both spend the night."

"I don't think I've ever heard of a single man ever turning two women down. I turned down a two male, single female offer once when I was married to my first wife. I didn't want to cheat on her. Turns out I might as well have as she didn't have the same qualms cheating on me. It was tempting. It was a British Airways stewardess wanting to sow some oats before she got married in two weeks. It would have been much harder offer to resist if it were two women and me. Fortunately for my sense of adventure, I've been able to experience both types since beginning my journey with Marcia."

"You've shared Marcia with another man, Master?" Dawn asked.

"With two different men, once with two other men at once. She wanted to experience a triple penetration and I didn't want to refuse her the experience. The first time was with her work partner. He was dying and I knew they had strong feelings for each other. If he hadn't been dying. I couldn't have done it. The other incident is not public knowledge and inquisitive new slaves cannot learn about it without signing a nondisclosure agreement. He's somewhat of a celebrity and we don't reveal those names to others until we know they can keep their lips zipped."

"Besides him, have you ever been with other celebrities, Master?"

"Two very famous women. It was a once in a lifetime experience which I didn't expect to ever occur, nor will it recur. Both Marcia and I had a free pass or hall pass list. Five famous people who we could fuck without repercussions. We lived here. How many celebrities have you met here?"

"A couple baseball players who were here for spring training and came into the store as a joke," Dawn admitted.

"Did you know who they were before they identified themselves?"

"No. I don't follow baseball."

"You would recognize the names and pictures of these people immediately. That's how famous they are. We never expected to meet celebrities from our list here, so we considered it to be a joke. But when we went to LA to help Brianna with something, we met some and one of them was on my list. She was initially drawn to Marcia. Let's just say the idea of a bisexual experience is something she wanted to try. Marcia arranged for us both to be with her. The other one was a friend of hers who was game for the same experience. We were able to drop and add people to our lists all the time if people got married or something, so I dropped a married person and added the friend. Since we're moving to LA where celebrities abound, we've decided to abandon our lists."

"Does Chantelle know who they all are?" Dawn asked.

"She does know of the man and one of the women because of an unfortunate incident with the celebrities sister. I don't believe she's learned who the other one is, have you Chantelle?"

"No, Monsieur. I believe only Mistress knows because she was your slave at the time. Possibly Monique, but I don't know. Mistress knows how to keep secrets."

"What was the unfortunate incident?"

"The sister wanted to see if she could duplicate the incident, thus giving away who her sister was. We decided not to take her up on her offer."

"So, Master, did I just suck the cock a celebrity has sucked before me?"

I laughed. "Yes, does that mean you're not going to brush your teeth or something. I can assure you any DNA they might have left is long gone."

She laughed too. "No, Master, but it does mean I'm in good company."

"You're in good company even if it's only Marcia and Chantelle who've sucked my cock before. You will never meet anyone sweeter or nicer than Chantelle and Marcia would do anything for somebody she considers to be a friend. There are no better people anywhere no matter how famous they are."

Chantelle smiled at me for my kind words.

Dawn looked at Chantelle with a sly grin. "Sweet and nice as long as I don't sass her Master. Otherwise she has a nasty way with tits."

We all laughed because it was self evidently true.

"On that ending, I bid you good night. Please turn out the light."

Chantelle turned off the light and I curled up around her. Dawn curled up around me and that's the way I fell asleep, sandwiched between two delicious slaves.

******

All three of us woke up before Dawn had to go to work. Since we had time, both Chantelle and Dawn cooperated in sucking my cock off to completion. Dawn was still having some trouble getting the last half inch or so down on her throat on her own, though she was very close. Every time Dawn was on my cock, Chantelle encouraged her and each time Chantelle was on me, she was demonstrating how to do it.