"Lose 'em!" Louise called back over her shoulder, "No way! I want a copy!" Candace shook her head.
"Do you think you could show me one of those enema things?" Terence asked in a voice meant only for Beth’s ears.
"Sure," she whispered back. "Candace, what did you girls use for enemas?"
"Pre-packaged Fleets," Candace replied. "There are some in the bathroom…"
"I think I’ll give Terence a demo," Beth murmured, "if you don’t mind, Mistress…"
"Go ahead…" Candace waved it off. Hell, it was an opportunity to give Beth cramps … Beth took Terence by the hand and headed for the bathroom. Damian watched them leave, ruminating over Big Bro’s interest in such things. Maybe his first ass was gonna be male…
That left Candace and Damian eyeing one another from across the room. Damian came around the couch and settled himself, so Candace decided she might as well try to salvage things. Bringing her drink with her, she walked over to stand before Damian. "I don’t let guys do that kind of thing…"
Damian, his tone totally neutral, said, "Shut up and sit down." He reached up and grabbed her wrist, and Candace had the choice of spilling her drink all over the place and seating herself on Damian’s right. "We settled this before. What is that?"
"Just Coke."
"Gimme. Where’s the TV controller?" he asked as he took the glass, sipped, and placed it on the end table.
"Right there." Candace nodded at the coffee table top.
"Get it." Candace flashed him a look, but leaned forward and reached for it. Damian put and arm around her right shoulder as she settled back and pulled her sideways across his lap. "Don’t be giving me any looks — you’re not in charge here." He shifted his grip to her right breast. "Let me know when you’re thirsty." He manipulated the controller and the TV flicked on.
"Damian…"
"Already?"
"No … We need to talk…"
Damian put down the controller and covered her mouth with his left hand. "No, we don’t. I’m gonna watch TV and feel titties and you’re gonna be quiet. If you’re not…" he pinched her nostrils shut between his thumb and forefinger.
Candace panicked instantly. Damian let her thrash for all of three long seconds, then let go of her nose. "Understand?" Her mouth opened behind his hand. "You can nod…" Candace stopped, nodded. "Now get comfortable." He uncovered her mouth. Candace turned her head to look up at him, grimaced, pulled her feet up onto the couch and shifted her left arm under her so she could lay her head on his lap. His cock was half-hard, pulsing behind her neck … Sighing, she relaxed and let him maul her right breast gently. So much for salvaging things…
As Lon, Louise and Rick passed the door to the master suite, Jean was rocking up and down on Toby’s penis, working on her third orgasm from her young lover. Toby had given her the first one missionary style, then rolled over to give her a romp in what he knew to be her favorite position. Jean had ridden him to one orgasm cowgirl style and was closing on a second, rapidly! "Ooh! Ooh, God! Toby, I think I’m gonna … gonna … Oh, God! OH, GOD!!!!" Jean mashed herself against the root of Toby’s cock, getting the final stimulus she needed from her clitoris to push her over the top. "God … God…" She crumpled against him, quivering, then managed to gasp, "You haven’t cum…"
"I was waiting," Toby grated through clenched teeth. "Hang on, I’m about to catch up…" He grabbed her ass and lifted it a couple of inches so he could jackhammer into her. Eight seconds later, he was arched under her, lifting her, impaling her, his cock thrust deep against her cervix while he spewed semen straight at the gates of her womb. "AAAAUUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!"
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Her momentary fear that she was unable to satisfy him alleviated, Jean was all over Toby, showering kisses on his exhausted form.
Toby grinned and hugged her to him. "Are you okay, now?" he asked.
"Better than okay," she murmured into his neck.
"And sex with other people?"
"Fun."
"Okay." He rubbed her back while they settled in for a snooze.
Chapter 30
Posted: March 06, 2009 - 07:57:43 pm
Candace was amazed; the active sex part of the party was over by about three-thirty, and Beth took the Carter family back to the hospital about five. Candace had Beth come back, ostensibly to pick up Toby — but Toby left with Jean, so when she got back, Candace decided to get in a little abuse. "Come on up to my room, Hon — my pussy’s sore — I want you to lap it." Beth didn’t complain; soon the pair were naked on Candace’s somewhat-used bed (Toby, Lon and Jean had left a wet spot) and Beth was lapping her Mistress’s vulva. "Um, yeah, that’s it…" Candace moaned, tugging a nipple. "So what did Terence think of the enema demonstration?"
"He was very interested, Mistress," Beth supplied — but she didn’t volunteer a couple of facts — like the fact that Terence actually took and suffered through an enema! He was very embarrassed about it all, but fascinated with her deep-throat prowess and the whole enema issue — and he apparently liked having his ass played with … Beth basically felt that he had more or less divulged secrets, so even though he had asked her not to tell any of the guys, she extended her vow of secrecy to Candace — besides, Candace might use it on him if she found out…
"Look," he’d begged, "Next time you do that and I’m around, see if you can come up with some way for me to watch up close, willya? I’m REAL interested…" Beth had promised — but she wondered why Terence was so interested in such things. The obvious conclusion didn’t make a whole lot of sense, since Terence was obviously a stud…
Since Toby was obviously spending the night with Jean, Candace extended things, keeping Beth with her for the night. It was a pleasant evening for Candace — and not too terribly onerous for Beth, although she knew better than to say as much. About ten p.m., Candace sent her downstairs for the strap-on and proceeded to use it on her — but again, that wasn’t the punishment it might have been. The ping-pong paddle swats on her ass, on the other hand, were less than pleasant — but Candace didn’t wear her ass out with it…
Lon was blissfully unaware of the situation, having plopped in the den in front of the big-screen TV for several hours. By the time he dragged it to bed, the women were already asleep.
That meant having Beth awaken him with a blowjob on Saturday morning was a total surprise; Candace dumped Beth out of bed at about eight-thirty, saying, "Go wake up that son of mine — he can help you clean up the mess outside after you cook us breakfast. Give him a hole to play in, while you’re at it!"
Lon was less than likely to complain about having a hot mouth in his crotch on wake-up… "Wha?! Beth? Ahhh … Cool!" He grabbed a handful of her thoroughly mussed hair and pressed her face deeper into his crotch.
In a couple of minutes, though, he made both of them happy by grunting, "Climb up here — I want some pussy!" Beth was more than happy to oblige, and in moments the blond stud was doing her doggy from behind. Beth had no problem getting off on doggy-style, in either hole; the ensuing fifteen minutes were VERY pleasant. Beth came four times before Lon socketed himself in her and poured out a fresh batch of semen. "Ahhh, Goddamn!" The pair shared the shower before Beth headed for the kitchen, still nude, to fix breakfast. "Mama’s getting her time on top, huh?" Lon observed, toweling off his hair while she dug through the refrigerator and cabinets for breakfast foods. "Making you do the servant thing…"
"Well, it keeps me busy," Beth replied, more or less philosophically. "With Toby seeing Jean…"