Chapter 24:I’ll make you more comfortable.

As the pleasure through her nipples and pussy began to grow again, Cherry relaxed more, and Michael began to stroke in and out of her ass. He did it slowly, very slowly, enjoying the incredible tightness of Cherry’s virgin ass. He leaned forward a little so he could whisper into Cherry’s ear. “God, Cherry, this feels so good. You’re so tight. It’s like you’ve got your fist clamped ’round me. Except it’s not your fist, it’s your ass. I’m fucking your tight little ass with my big, thick cock. How do you feel about that, Cherry?”

Cherry groaned. “I… oh… -m a slut, a whore,” she moaned incoherently. “Want more cock.”

Lucy stood up at that. She did not turn off the nipple clamps and Michael continued his slow pumping of Cherry’s ass, but Lucy went away for a second or two and returned with a huge, fake penis. She grabbed Cherry’s chin and forced her to look at the magnificent latex shaft. “Not full enough yet, slut?” Lucy asked. “We’ll try you with this then, shall we?”

Lucy vanished below Cherry’s breast-obscured field of vision and suddenly Cherry felt the head of the dildo being pushed into her. It was, she realised, enormously think as well as long; she was being rent in half by the enormous cock being forced, relentlessly into her cunt. Michael’s own swollen member was filling her ass while the latex cock filled her pussy. Her nipples were being assaulted by a combination of pain and pleasure that matched the sensations stemming from her behind. And the worst thing of all was that Cherry knew that all this humiliation was going to make her cum like she had not had sex in a decade.

Lucy was fascinated to watch the dildo as it pressed deeper and deeper into Cherry’s cunt. She could actually see the skin distending to make way for the latex prick. She pushed it deeper and deeper, until she could feel more solid resistance, and then she activated the vibrator buried in the shaft. The effect was almost as electric on Michael as it was on Cherry. He could feel the vibrations throbbing through his cock, clamped as it was in Cherry’s ass muscles. Her whole body seemed to be vibrating and Michael was unable to thrust for a while as her muscles clamped around the two cocks filling her body. “S-s-s-so f-f-full,” she stammered. “N-never felt s-so full.” Then Lucy bent forward and began licking at her clit and Cherry’s world dissolved into orgasm after orgasm.

As Cherry’s muscles alternated between clamping him firmly and allowing him free movement, Michael concentrated on fucking when he could and enjoying the incredible tightness when he could only stand still. He was sure the intervals between contractions of her muscles were getting shorter; soon she would lock him tight inside her and he would be unable to move until she blacked out. He did not reckon on the sudden spasms that began to rack her internal muscles. It was like being inside a milking machine as her muscles began sucking on his cock. Her head lolled back against him. Her eyes were open, but rolled back; she was barely conscious. Michael felt his orgasm growing from the root of his cock, which Cherry seemed to be determined to suck off and swallow through her anus. He came, thrashing desperately against her tightening ass, pumping jet after jet of cum into her body. Just as he began to think he could take no more, Cherry’s body relaxed, and Michael slid free.

Michael crawled away to a small wash area hidden in a corner of the room and cleaned himself up. When he came back to the girls, he found that Cherry had been removed from the stocks, and fitted into a yoke of some kind that clamped her legs apart and her wrists closer together. Her arms were stretched down between her legs, but to keep that position, she had to have her knees bent up almost to her shoulders. Michael immediately worked out Lucy’s objective, this exposed Cherry’s butt, forcing her ass cheeks apart, and giving easy access to her anus. “You’re really going to do that?” he asked her.

“As soon as she wakes up. I figure she’ll cum so hard it’ll pop her socks off.”

“She’s not wearing socks,” Michael observed. At that moment, Cherry groaned and shifted her head. Michael looked around for somewhere to sit to watch the show, and found a seat in the perfect viewing position.

“You sit there,” Lucy told him. “I’ll make you more comfortable.” The seat was a padded bench with a back rest and two arms rising up from the back. Michael sat down with the bench between his legs and, against his better judgement, allowed Lucy to cuff his wrists to the tops of the arms, his ankles to the end of the bench, and to strap a think restraining belt around his waist. “Now watch,” she told him.

Lucy dropped to her knees behind Cherry. The older girl tossed her head around, and spotted Michael strapped to the chair. “Where’s Lucy?” she asked, and was rewarded by the sensation of Lucy’s tongue sliding up from the bottom of her pussy up to her anus and back down. Cherry let out a groan, followed by another as Lucy shifted position and began to probe into Cherry’s ass with her tongue. The task was made much easier by the stretching the hole had already been given. “Uunngh,” Cherry managed. “Lucy… oooh that feels good… no, you can’t… oh, oh, oh.” She carried on like that as Lucy rimmed her as hard as she could trying, it appeared, to lick out all the juice Michael had pumped in there.

Michael could not believe he was watching his girlfriend sucking on the ass of another of his lovers. His limp cock began to rise as he watched the display. This was what Lucy was after, he figured. She would eat Cherry out in front of him, get him hard again, and then fuck him while he sat, unable to move, on the chair. She was his slave, his fuck toy, but sometimes a slave had to know when to take the top role to bring greater pleasure to her master.