As quiet as a church mouse, I closed and locked the door. Obedient to Master, I wore nothing but a trench coat, my collar, and a pair of black stilettos. Attempting silence, I untied and unbuttoned, noticing two strange coats hanging in the closet as I reached for a hanger.nnStartling me, a fist grabbed me by the hair and jerked me back against a hard man's body. My coat seemed to float in slow motion to the floor as Master hissed in my ear, "You're fucking late for our company." nnI began to apologize, but he covered my mouth with his big hand to silence me, his clothed body pressed against my back. He told me, "You'd better obey flawlessly the rest of the night. You have embarrassed me with your tardiness." nnAnd then he slid his other hand up my naked abdomen, over my tits and up to my nose which he pinched shut, taking my breath away until I was thrashing in his embrace, suffocating. nnHe released me with a little shove, catching me by the arm just before I fell, to jerk me around to face him. Cruelly, he slapped my right cheek, "You will crawl into the parlor on all fours. You will apologize properly. And you will ask Madame to slap your other cheek." nnMaster trailed his fingertips over my burning face, tracing the red outline of his handprint. Trembling, I whispered, "Yes Master." nnHe gave me a moment to compose myself, and then I appeared in the doorway. The sight of them took my breath away. Madame was all over Master, her legs draped across his lap as they kissed. nnI felt proprietary and jealous for a moment, my heart leaping at my throat, until I caught sight of Madame's pet. nnStanding, he would be at least six foot two.

Looking back on it now, it's hard to believe that age 27 I had never been fucked by another man. As a kid I'd had the usual sexual experiences with neighborhood boys but it never progressed any further than jacking each other off, or maybe licking another boy's maturing prick. In high school sex with girls was the goal of all the guys. Even so, the sex play with a couple close friends continued; secret and limited by the fear of being labeled a "homo" or a "fag" by the entire school. At college wild partying and keeping up the fraternity image led to sex with quite a few women. Although I occasionally found another guy attractive, or sexually stimulating, I had never taken action on my secret desires. My favorite uncle being banished from my family when he came out to my parents showed me I could never allow myself to be gay.nnI met an incredible woman in college. Following graduation we moved into together and after two years we were married. We had a great sex life; I'd married my best friend and I thought the gay "demons" of my past had been beaten. Almost two years after being married I realized I'd made a big mistake. The fear of being disowned by my family and friends had suppressed any desires for men, but only temporarily. I found myself being attracted to many men - and often those I was attracted to would make passes at me. I began to explore the gay side of myself in bars, bookstores and bath houses. The experiences only made me feel worse about the double life into which I was falling, but I was becoming increasingly aware of the fact I was a gay man.nnAlthough I'd had been jacking off with other men, and had my moments as a cocksuckee and cocksucker, I had never taken a cock up my ass. The thought scared me more than it excited me. Having seen my share of porno movies at a local gay movie theater, I actually thought the scenes of huge hard cocks going into tight little assholes were trick photography. I couldn't image something that big fitting into something so small. It had to be like sticking a square peg into a round hole.

Lisa's felt dirty but fulfilled as she sat on the toilet and wiped her pussy clean. She starred down between her legs and saw how the lips of her pussy were swelled and gaped open. She stood up and looked into the mirror at her tangled hair. She fluffed her hair back over her shoulders and wet a cloth and began wiping off her mound and belly.nnShe could still smell his scent on her body. Was that so bad? She slowly moved the wet cloth over her pussy slit but stopped short of cleaning inside. Lisa washed her tummy and moved the cloth over her breasts until her nipples pointed straight out. nnShe stood looking into the mirror at the hard nipples pointing straight out at her. Lisa had been unfaithful to George. Unfaithful? She moved her left hand as she starred down at the diamond ring she was wearing.nnLisa tried to correct herself thinking how she was legally married to Jeb. Yes. It wasn't cheating on George. Jeb was her husband. She was trying to make it right in her mind for what she had done.nnIt happened so fast and so simple. Jeb didn't know how to make love to a woman but she would teach him. She would teach him how to please her.

I had found the right spot, just under the nub of her clit. I could stay there all day just teasing that area, with an occasional long lick at her labia, and Emily would never push my face away. But she was so close now. I had been fortunate enough to bring her to the point I'd been seeking. nnThe spot tasted almost metallic, her intimate flesh so swollen with desire that the blood was just barely concealed under the glistening surface of her pussy flesh. Overlaid was the taste of her lubrication, thick yet light on my tongue as her pelvis arched out at me and her fingers curled into the flesh of my scalp. My chin was soaking wet. The base of my nose made love to her covered pearl as it protruded ever-so-slightly from its hooded covering.nnI brought her closer and closer to her climax, the same way that Emily had coaxed me into coming not minutes ago: by taking care to hit the right spots. As my cock had erupted into her mouth with strong spasms of ejaculation, so too would her internal muscles reach the point of no return and send her sensitive cunt lips running over my face, lips, and tongue, in an urgent quest for release, her vagina seeming to cling and suck to my flesh in its need. nnFor now she was only gasping in a rhythmic pattern and pulling my head closer. My lips brushed over her heated pinkness as I darted my tongue into her moist hole and urged her pussy walls to engulf it. And all the while, that glorious, tasty juice flowed. nnMy hands were cupped under her taut cheeks as she rode my face. I gently squeezed her to me, bringing her haunches off the base of the bed so that I could help her move against my face. Emily sucked in air as my fingers delved gently into the division between her cheeks to get an even better hold. Her heels dug into my back. nnMy mouth was now buried in her cunt, her velvety lips spread across my lower face, my tongue alternating between that spot just under her clitoris and the warmth of her pliant channel, as my nose now rubbed freely above her opening. My lips worked her slit with sucking caresses, resulting in obscenely loud sounds that only seemed to add to the feeling of urgency.nnAs her thrusts against my face increased in speed I gave it my all, planting my mouth over her labia in its entirety and concentrating on that one spot, under her clit, with my active tongue.