Chapter 26:Push two fingers into your cunt.

Lucy turned to Michael. “Has my Master cum yet?” she asked in a plaintive voice. Michael shook his head. “Does he want to?” Rapid nodding. Lucy reached around to the back of the chair and turned something. The machine went from a slow, steady stroke to frantic pumping in no time at all. Lucy sat down on the bench between Michael’s legs and watched as the machine pushed him rapidly over the edge into climax. His jism squirted over the inside of the tube, adding to the lubrication, but once he had cum the vacuum in the tube kept him hard and the machine kept stoking him until another orgasm ripped through his body. A minute or so later, Michael felt himself blacking out under the onslaught of his fifth mechanically induced orgasm. As his vision faded he seemed to fall sideways and found himself lying on the floor looking up at his own unconscious body.

“Oh dear,” Lucy said, “he’s conked out on us.” She turned off the machine and began to unchain his body from the chair.

Yes, that would be about right. Figuring that his body would be out of the picture for a while anyway, Michael left the two girls to their own devices and slipped out of the room. It appeared that they were the only people using the place at that time as, much to his disappointment, Michael could find no one else to watch. Then he arrived at reception.

The receptionist had one hand up her shirt, the other in her panties. Her eyes were fixed to a small colour TV screen under the desk that was currently displaying a picture of Lucy and Cherry kissing. Under the TV, a VCR’s indicator lights told Michael that their exploits were being taped. He frowned and focussed his mind on the receptionist.

“Use both hands on your pussy,” he told her. The hand that was working a breast slipped down between her spread legs. “That’s it. Take your panties and skirt off, you’ll be more comfortable.” Absently, the receptionist stripped off her clothes. She was shaved, something Michael had never seen before. “Push two fingers into your cunt. That’s it, good. Now, you’ll keep finger fucking yourself until we come out, but you won’t orgasm until I tell you you can. When you’ve cum, you’ll hand me the tape from the VCR.” The girl began to work at her pussy and clit and Michael closed his eyes, willing himself back into his body.

When he opened his eyes he found Lucy looking down at him. “I thought you’d gone off for good,” she said.

“Just taking a look around,” he replied. He was propped up in the chair, but no longer tied to it. Glancing over Lucy’s shoulder he could see Cherry bound to a low bench. Her wrists were tethered behind her neck and there was a ball gag in her mouth. He could not see her legs, but he figured they were also fixed down. “What have you got planned?” he asked warily.

“Well, there’s just one more little thing I told her I’d do to her before we left.” Lucy grinned mischievously and added, “You’ll need to be a little harder than this for it.”

Michael laughed. “After what that gizmo did to me, I’m not sure I’m capable.” He knew he was wrong, he could already feel the stirrings of erection in his shaft, but he was not going to play easy to get.

“Oh, I’m sure we can do something to get you going again,” Lucy said. She bent forward, lifting his cock in her hand and wrapping her lips around the head. Her tongue flicked over the tip of his penis and he twitched at the sensation. He knew he was growing into her mouth as she sucked down on his shaft. She hummed quietly, sending shivers of pleasure down his shaft and into his body through the root of his cock. “There,” she said, pulling away, “that’s better.”

She stood up and walked around to stand behind Cherry’s head. The little blonde was stretched out like a magician’s assistant waiting to by cut in two. “Come over here and straddle her chest,” Lucy said. Michael got the idea quickly enough. He had been between Cherry’s beautiful tits once before, but had never got to finish there. Now, he figured, Lucy was going to give him the chance. He tossed a leg over her body and squatted down a little, not resting his weight on her ribs, so that his cock rested between the globes of her tits. Lucy leaned forward, pushed Michael’s cock down against Cherry’s breastbone, and then wrapped him in glorious tit-flesh. She looked up at him. “I’m sure you know what to do now,” she said.

Michael began to slide his cock, still wet from Lucy’s mouth, up and down between Cherry’s tits. Lucy was crushing them together with both hands and the feeling of pressure was wonderful. The friction of fucking something that did not self-lubricate added to the sensation. Lucy leaned forward further and began tonguing Cherry’s sensitive nipples. Now Michael could feel Cherry writing under him as Lucy’s tongue and lips drove her nuts. Only the recent session with the fucking machine was allowing Michael to hold his orgasm back for so long. He let out a long groan. “I’m gonna cum soon,” he moaned.

Lucy released her hold on Cherry’s breasts and pushed Michael more upright. Her hand wrapped around his cock and she began to furiously pump his cock with her hand. “Oh, god!” Michael groaned out and then he came, pumping rope after rope of jism out and onto Cherry’s tits. Lucy was using him like a hosepipe, directing his cum left and right to get a good cover. Eventually Michael sagged back and climbed off Cherry’s body.

“I told her I’d suck your cum off her breast,” Lucy said, and began lapping the white sticky mess from Cherry’s chest. Her tongue slid over the smooth flesh, pulling in mouthful after mouthful. Michael could see that Cherry was enjoying it. She was making little whimpering noises through the gag. He glanced down and noticed that Lucy had not removed the dildo from Cherry’s pussy and ass. He reached out, caught hold of the latex, and began to slowly pump it in and out of both of Cherry’s holes. A cry of indignation from Cherry was followed by groans of pleasure. Her body began to tremble and, by the time Lucy was finished cleaning the cum from her chest, she was cumming again.