Chapter 9
I began lathering up and preparing to shave as the shower curtain opened up
and Missy returned and took the razor from my hand and shaved me. She kissed me
when she finished and got lather all over her face, she looked funny with spots
of shaving cream on her nose and cheeks. I rinsed my face and got wet as to
accept the lather she prepared on the washcloth. She soaped me down with small
circular motions while being attentive and gentle. Soon every inch of the back
of my body, including my legs was covered in a bubbly mass so I turned to rinse
and present her with my front. Which had taken on new proportions due to her
handy work.
My cock stood out and she ignored it and washed my arms and chest along with
the front of my legs. Missy discarded the washcloth and lathered up her hands as
she started to kneel before me. She gently grasped my testicles which had
receded upwards somewhat as they got taught due to the strain of my erection and
the foreskin completely disappeared due to the length of the extension of my
cock. Missy came to rest on her knees. She lathered with her now slick, and
slippery fingers in an agonizingly slow circular methodical rhythm, covering the
same ground many times over and alternating between the use of her finger nails
and the flats of her fingers and lastly the smooth palm of her hand to cover the
distance from my rectum around my "testicles" to the base of my cock. The
sensations of her smooth palm with slight pressure traveling backwards towards
my crack and the allowing the flats her fingers to touch as her hand slid ever
so slowly backwards until her index finger came to rest directly on my Anus and
the forward motion began curling each of her fingers slowly towards making a
fist and allowing her nails to scrape one digit at time and each finger taking
almost 10 agonizing seconds to travel the distance scraping out a new route each
time, taunting the nerve ends and making me harder.
Missy smiled up at me as she again lathered her fingers and took hold of the
base of my cock. Her small hand barely made it all the way around the base as
she placed her other hand above the first and began an upward motion simulating
the grasp of a slick pussy as her hands moved upward to the head of my cock. To
this motion Missy added rotation and counter rotation nearly a half turn with
just enough pressure to spread the soap over my cock all the way to the top of
the silt in the head and then back again reversing the process.
As she got up near the head the second time, she added slightly more pressure
to bring the foreskin up to cover the head and wash the tiny rippling folds that
occur as the skin like a turtle neck extends and recedes. She looked at my cock
and said in a horse voice " Sir, I love your cock, I love the way the skin folds
and the sensations and pleasures it gave my clit when you allowed me to ride it"
as she placed her lips to the soapy cock head. I raised her chin and had her
look up at me. I saw a dreamy look in her eye and I picked her up and kissed
her. I rinsed and told her don't be long as I exited the shower. Candice was
coming up the stairs, I smiled at her as I dried myself and told her to get in
the shower. I said "I'll be in here when you get done. Pointing at the Master
bedroom. I lay next to Sandy and rolled over to kiss her forehead, she was out.
In a few minutes both the girls came in the bedroom bouncing and giggling, I
held out my outstretched arms to them, welcoming them to me. Candice came up
from the base of the bed to my right and Missy to my left, we cuddled and held
each other close as Candice sought out my lips and kissed me passionately and
Missy wrapped her lips around my cock as she passionately tormented my soul.
Several minutes later the silence was broken as Missy simply asked. "Master may
I?" Come on, I softly replied as she once again got on top and I guided her
hips to mount my member and after six deep plunging strokes later she came and
collapsed on my chest. I kissed her gently and lifted her next to me and held
her tightly in my arms. I smacked the butt to my right. Candice I said, get on!
I said and finish what Missy started. Candy mounted my cock with great care; I
thought so's not to hurt me. This was my first sampling of her treasures and she
was totally different then Missy's worldlier approach. This young lady had the
tightest pussy I had ever experienced; it was like being embraced by the "Jaws
of Life".
Candice slid down slowly, but having mastered only 2 inches of cock in 5
minutes time, her pace was far to slow for my urgent needs and I spurred her on
by smacking her ass quickly and she grunted and screwed herself onto my cock
with renewed vigor. Then stopped at the bottom of the stroke to balance and
adjust herself.
I, grasping Candy's nipple and continually lifting it, got her to ablidge my
needs and she moved upwards, with a small noise of discomfort. With some
additional verbal urging telling her to "Work It!" She began but she too stopped
again after 20 or so strokes as she experienced a very strong cum. And I hung on
the verge and in final frustration uttered the words "Again Candy go Again!" She
tried but couldn't so I rolled her with me end for end, got her on her back as I
plowed her furrow. Sweat running off of me, I had to, needed to, and she gasped
below me, as I hit bottom on each stroke, and then her ass began to fuck me
back. Giving as good as she got. Until we almost hit the same fever pitch as we
emitted a nasal pitch hummm and we came together and I collapsed and she sought
out my lips and we kissed. For each jerk my cock made and shot my seed deep
within her she responded by clamping that cunt down. As to say "Thank You
Master" while our tongues had a mind of there own. We drifted off to sleep with
me embedded deep inside her, each of us grateful the other was there.
In the morning I awoke to a tangled web of arms and legs, cunts and tits
everywhere I looked. I touched and felt, grasped and tasted. For a moment I knew
I had discovered heaven. Had I died and gone to heaven! No, why then did my
blatter strain so hard. WOW did I ever have to take a piss. I emerged from the
tangled mass, grasping sheer enjoyment everywhere I touched making my way to the
bathroom. Then finding relief draining my blatter. I jumped in the shower
washing off the remnances from the night before, I grabbed a tooth brush off the
counter and paste and scrubbed my teeth and tongue, washed my hair and toweled
off lightly and returned to the sight before me.
I pulled up a chair and just watched them sleep and snuggle amongst each other
like kittens or young puppies in a littler enjoying each other's warmth and
comfort. Except for Sandy, her hands were buried deep in her snatch again!!
"flick'n her bic" 90 miles an hour, this cunt even got herself off in her sleep.
I was going to have to do something about that, I really didn't want her cuffed
all day long, I wondered how many times she went to the bathroom during the day
to get off... That's a question for Candice to answer when I start my
"inquisition of Sandy" later on today, I thought to myself, perhaps I need to
make another tape, encompassing all the changes, with Missy's new role, as I was
getting a clearer picture of how I wanted things to be.
