Chapter 9

What an ass!

Georgina turned around in front of the armchair, showing me her back -And backside.

She was a full-bodied, fleshy woman. The black lace corset cinched her middle in, but it still remained thick. Below the corset, her wide hips and her plump bottom swelled out in a pair of shiny pink cheeks.

Having her ass framed by her outfit made it stand out all the more. It was boxed between the bottom of her corset, the two thick fat black garters stretching down on either side, their glittering metal tabs pinned to the dark tops of the stockings. The nylons were tight, making her plump upper thighs swell from the tops.

Her ass cheeks each looked like the tops of a pair of serving dishes, huge swelling globes of spreading, creamy bottom flesh.

Georgina spread her thick stockinged legs, all her body weight supported by the sharp toes and high heels of her sexy shoes.

With her thighs spread, I saw under the pink moons of her ass, the dark fleshy lips of her cunt, quivering down.

Georgina looked down over her shoulder at me. Reaching behind her, she put her soft plump hand on the back of my neck.

First, I kissed her ass - all over.

Then I licked it.

I used the flat of my tongue, running it across the cheeks, polishing them up. Wetness smeared on my face.

There was so much ass to lick that my mouth started drying out of saliva.

While I licked her ass, Georgina shook it from side to side.

Saliva covered my face and her bottom, making her flesh stick to mine.

When she swayed her heavy hips from side to side, her buttocks softly slapped my face.

At last, all her ass was licked. It shone with saliva from her corset hem to the plump pink tops of her thighs.

Then she bent forward from the waist, heavy tits dangling. She pressed her palms against the tops of the chair arms.

Leaning forward made her ass shove into my face.

"Get your nose between those cheeks, Rochelle!" "Yes, ma'am!"

"And your mouth, too! Your mouth, most of all!"

She pressed her arms along her sides and reached in back of herself, fastening her hands on her behind.

She held her cheeks, one in each hand, pulling them apart.

Deep in the crack of her ass was her winking, quivering brown button asshole.

"Get your mouth in there, Rochelle!" Mr. Emory said. "Go to it!"

He pushed my face between her cheeks. Her buttocks hugged my face tightly.

In there, it was dark and warm and sticky with sweat. My eyes closed - I wouldn't need them.

My lips and tongue would do my seeing for me.

I pressed my puckered lips against her puckered asshole and stickily kissed it. I kissed it a lot.

"Lick my hole, Rochelle!"

My tongue tip felt the dimpled button of her asshole, ran over its folds of flesh.

"Now, stick your tongue inside! Shove it deep!"

Her asshole was tight. I wondered if I could push my tongue into it.

I pressed the tip of my tongue to her hole, and pushed. At the same time, Georgina leaned back into me.

My tongue shoved past her asshole and into her rectum.

It was hot and tight and sticky in there... and tasty, too.

Her hole squeezed down hard on my tongue. I shoved it back and forth, in and out. I did it till my tongue got sore from the work, and I kept on doing it even after it throbbed with soreness.

On the other side of her, came motion, wet squelching sounds.

They came from Georgina's fingers working on her cunt, playing with herself while I tongued the inside of her ass.

She rocked back and forth. The pillows of her ass cheeks kept pressing my face, rolling over it, squeezing it.

With my face jammed in between her cheeks, and my tongue in her ass, it was hard for me to catch my breath.

Mr. Emory's hand on the back of my neck pushed my head into his wife's ass.

Finally, Georgina shoved her broad hips forward.

My tongue was pulled out of her hole, my mouth popped free from her asshole, and my face came out from between her cheeks.

Under her ass, her cunt lips were all coated with wetness smeared there by her fingers from when she had played with her pussy.

Georgina stood up straight, then turned around to face me.

I looked up.

With Georgina standing in high heels, and me down on my knees, she looked impossibly tall and high up.

Her face was distant and I could hardly see it over the flesh balloons of her bared tits jiggling above.

"You did that very nicely, Rochelle!"

"Thank you, Auntie!"

"Funny, isn't it?" Mr. Emory chuckled.

"How do you mean?" asked his wife.

"Our employer, Mr. Corliss, is wealthy, important, powerful, and a millionaire many times over," Mr. Emory gloated. "And yet here's his daughter, serving us as a little submissive sex slave!"

Georgina really turned on to that idea.

"Imagine if he could have seen his little girl, eating out the ass of one of his servants!" Georgina howled.

"Pity he can't see that," Mr. Emory agreed. "I'llhat would be something, wouldn't it, Rochelle, eh?

"Having your daddy watching you perform every perverted act my wife and I can conceive of! That would be something!"

"Perhaps we can arrange for Rochelle to put on a performance for her loving father," Georgina said. "How would you like that, Rochelle?"

"Oh, no! Please, ma'am - sir - Daddy can never know about this! Please!"

"Don't worry," Mr. Emory said. "We'll never tell - as long as you keep on cooperating, like you've been doing!"

"Rochelle is rather well trained, for so young a girl," Georgina said.

"True - few girls her age are so readily submissive!"

"Except for our Audrey, of course... " "Of course - but that's another matter! It wasn't the punishment that makes Rochelle obey so readily, though!"

"No," agreed Georgina, "Rochelle's a natural-born slave!"

"Who requires training to reach her full potential! Much training!"

"Yes - strict training! Speaking for myself, Emory, I'm ready to give her another lesson -in eating pussy!"

"Yes, that's a capital idea," he said. "I have a few things of my own I'd like to try out on her, too!"

Georgina plopped her plump, naked, tongue-polished bottom in the chair. She sat at the chair's edge, with her high heeled feet on the floor.

Spreading stockinged knees to the sides, she opened her round thighs, flashing her cunt at me, and her thick black bush.

"I played with my cunt to get it good and hot and wet for you, Rochelle! Now, wasn't that so very thoughtful of me?"

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am!"

"I'll take a better form of thanks from your mouth than just words!"

She caught hold of my ponytail in her fist, pulling it up.

I moaned when my hair was pulled.

One hand held me by the hair, while her other hand covered her cunt, rubbing it.

"Feeding time!" Georgina said. "Come and get it!"

She tugged on my hair, pulling my head between her legs.

My hands were still cuffed behind my back. I inched forward on my knees, so I was between those thick spread thighs.

She pulled my face down to her cunt.

Its smell was thick, heavy, almost choking. It perfumed the air I breathed. It went right to my head and made me dizzy.

Her bush was thick and full, but the hairs were soft when my face pressed them.

Even softer were her cunt lips.

Her cunt lips were full, thick things, with lots of meat on them, so they kind of dangled down like butterfly wings.

They glowed darkly hot, sticky with smeared juices.

She pushed my face down in her mound. My lips pressed her cunt lips.

Her cunt lips spread, showing slippery pink. Heat poured from her pussy.

Her juices smeared on my face, mixing with the saliva already smeared there from when I went down on her ass.

I pressed lots of kisses on her cunt, but she wanted a tonguing.

My tongue was sore when it first jabbed out to fasten on her full, fleshy cunt lips and went to work.

I licked up and down. Her fist holding my ponytail helped her control all the movements of my head, and of course my tongue.

By pulling on my ponytail, Georgina guided my tongue up, down, and sideways, according to how and where she wanted to be licked.

As my head bobbed, working that tongue, my cheeks scraped her stockinged thighs. Their grip tightened on my head.

"Stick your tongue inside me, you little slut!"

Pressing my tongue to her cunt lips, I stuffed it inside her.

Her cunt steamed with thick, soupy juices. They sloshed down the walls. She was all slippery, seething, succulent.

"Lap my love juices! Swallow them down!"

My tongue rolled over her cunt walls. The more juices I lapped, the more it seemed oozed out to replace them.

Her juices smeared my face, coated the inside of my mouth.

Her thighs gripped my head. Georgina sat on the edge of the seat, rocking her hips back and forth, pressing her cunt against my mouth.

She leaned forward, with her shoulders hunched, her big tits hanging down, dangling, swaying.

Her stiff nipples kept grazing the top of my head as she leaned over me.

Then she sat up straight, and leaned back into the seat.

I thought that she was pulling away from me, but she wasn't, oh no. Not before her orgasm!

Instead, she slumped back in her seat, pushing her cunt hard in my face, so I was smothered with steamy pussy.

Then she lifted her high heeled feet off the floor, and her legs, swinging them up so the backs of her knees perched on my slim shoulders.

From the knees down, her legs were draped over my back, over my arms which had been cuffed behind my back.

The weight of her legs and lower body really bowed me down.

But my chin rested on the seat, between Georgina's thighs, so it helped support me, keeping me from being pushed down to the floor.

My bottom ached like anything. It was like there was a heater installed in my ass and it was roaring full blast.

It ached. When I did nothing but breathe, it ached. And even the slightest movements made it ache all the more.

It was hard to breathe, too, with my face scrunched down in her hot cunt, her cunt lips filling my mouth and nose so I couldn't hardly catch a breath.

I had to take what quick gasps I could, between tongue strokes.

"My clit, now! Do my clit!"

I pulled my tongue out of her hole and put it to her clit.

Throbbing like crazy at the top of her slit was a fat marble of flesh. When my tongue tip touched it, Georgina quivered like crazy.

Her thighs clamped down on my head.

My ears were covered, so I could hardly hear anything. It helped me concentrate better on licking her clit.

I didn't want to disappoint Auntie Georgina It could prove quite painful if I did!

But I didn't seem like she would be disappointed, 'cause her orgasm was coming on fast.

Even with my ears covered by her thick thighs, her moans reached me. And her cunt heaved against my mouth.

My tongue felt like it was wearing down to a frazzle-frazzle, but I kept right on polishing her clit with it.

Georgina came!

When she climaxed, she shook all over. She crossed her ankles, her thighs squeezing my head so hard I was sure it would burst!

My face was filled with steamy pussy flesh, filling my mouth and nose.

I couldn't breathe, while she came.

I kept on holding my breath. The pounding of my pulse mixed with the pressure from her squeezing thighs.

The pounding got harder and harder, beating my head like a drum. I felt lightheaded, like I was going to pass out.

Then Georgina finished coming.

A few more shudders shook her. Her cunt heaved against my mouth like some slippery living creature.

Then the terrible tight grip of her thick thighs slacked off. She loosened her grip on my head, uncrossed her ankles.

Her calves slid to the sides of my back. Her high heels pressed my flesh, drawing a pair of hot lines across it.

Then her thighs spread, opening as she put her feet on the floor.

I jerked my head up from her crotch.

My mouth had been pushed down so tight against her cunt, that when I pulled my head up, my mouth came loose with a thick suction sound.

Then I was all red-faced and gasping, sucking in air.

"Ahhhhhhhh... " Satisfied - well, at least for the moment -Georgina slumped in her chair, letting out great gasps and sighs.

Under a sheen of sweat, her face burned bright red. She sank into the thick seat cushions. As she slumped, she seemed to be turning to jelly.

She sat there, with her chin resting on the top of her heaving chest, and her big, stiff-nippled tits, oiled with sweat, jiggling heavily.

Sweat stung my eyes.

I wanted to wipe them, but I couldn't, not with those cuffs binding me.

Almost as soon as I lifted my head up from Georgina's cunt, a cock was shoved in my face.

While I was going down on his wife, Mr. Emory had stripped, and he had waited naked for me to finish her off.

He was hard, and ready.

When my head lifted up, he moved in for me.

He leaned over me, his stiff pole sticking out in front of my face, as he moved me more into the living room floor.

"But don't bother to get off your knees," he said. "You served my wife that way, and that's how you'll serve me!"

"Yes, sir!"

Gasping, with many sighs, Georgina sat slumped in the chair as if she'd been poured into it. Through heavy-lidded eyes, she watched me suck her husband's cock.

This time, he really had me give his cock the treatment!

First, I kissed it. Then I licked it.

When I reached his balls with my tongue, he made me lick them, too.

They were tightly swollen in the sac, and colored a dark purple-red color. Thin black hairs, like fine wires or threads, covered his balls.

The balls rippled and seethed when my tongue rolled over them.

Mr. Emory even lifted his balls so I could lick under them, too.

When I got back to the head of his cock, clear wetness shone on the head of it. It was some pre-come which had leaked out of his cock.

I licked it up, like I was licking a runny drop of ice cream from a cone on a hot day.

Then Mr. Emory fed me the head of his cock.

He rubbed it against the roof of my mouth. My lips hugged the shaft below the cock head. I sucked it like it was a ball of hard candy.

He pushed more of his shaft across my lips, into my mouth, and he had me suck him for a while as he fucked my face.

This time, he was naked, so he didn't mind if I got sloppy. Saliva drooled down the sides of my stretched lips.

But he didn't fuck my face until he came.

When he took his cock out of my mouth, it was hot and red, but still a ways from coming yet. This time, he didn't want to come in my mouth.

He'd already done that earlier today. No, this time, he'd come in my pussy! But first, he had to fuck it... Which he did.

He took his cock out of my mouth.

His cock, shaped like a fat cigar of flesh, was so stiff and upright, especially from the sucking, that it pointed its head at the ceiling.

My saliva bubbled on it, rolling off in thick droplets that spattered on the carpet as the cock twitched.

He put his hand on the back of my neck and forced me to bow my head forward, until my forehead and upper body touched the floor.

I couldn't brace myself with my hands, so I was really uncomfortable. And of course my punished ass was red, hot, aching.

Mr. Emory got down on the floor, kneeling behind my sore behind, his red cock no hotter or more sizzling than my sore spanked ass.

I cried out when he clamped his hands down on my buns.

Fresh tears squeezed from my eyes as he roughly handled my rear. He squeezed the cheeks, pawing, pulling them.

My head was turned to the side, pressing the carpet, which soaked up my tears, absorbing them like sand.

He kept one hand on my ass and his other hand rubbed the backs of my thighs.

He put his hand between them, and had me move my knees wider apart.

Then he fingered my pussy.

He rubbed the lips. Moisture oozed out from my slit, smearing on his fingers and on my pussy lips, too.

He slipped one finger inside me.

My pussy clamped down tightly on it. If his finger was this tight a fit in my pussy, what would his hard cock feel like?

I'd soon find out!

He finger fucked me.

As his finger pumped in and out, his other hand played with my ass, pinching, poking, prodding the sore cheeks.

After a while, he took one finger out, but only so he could hold two together and force them back inside me.

Then he finger fucked me some more, and tormented my sore ass some more.

His cock head kept brushing the backs of my thighs.

Keeping both fingers tightly jammed in my ISO slit, he lowered his head down to my backside. My cheeks were so sore and sensitive from the punishment, that even his breath on my ass made it smart.

He nuzzled my bottom.

I moaned and groaned with each sliding pass his face made nuzzling my ass. And he kept working those fingers in my pussy, making it juicier.

Mr. Emory really had a thing for my rear -or maybe all rears, but mine was the rear which was under his hands and mouth and control right now.

He took his fingers out of my pussy at last - but only so he could pull open my ass cheeks, sinking his fingers into them.

Prying them open, he drooled over my asshole.

"Such a cute little asshole!" he said. "I simply must kiss it!"

"Among other things," his wife murmured.

Mr. Emory shoved his face between my cheeks. His mouth formed a hot sucking ring around my asshole.

Then, after lots of hot sucking kisses, he rimmed, tongued it.

Inside my ass felt all creamy and gushy from his tonguing and all the saliva he'd stuffed up there with his tongue.

My hot dripping pussy felt heavenly, too!

And all that heat combined with the blaze of my beaten buttocks, to make me feel as if I was all strung out on a sex high.

So was Mr. Emory.

His stiff cock bobbed impatiently, waiting for him to get down to business and shove it deep inside me.

He clutched his cock, its head sticking out of the top of his hand.

His cock head was fleshy, like a big fat tulip bulb. He rubbed it along the backs of my thighs, then over my ass.

Then down to my pussy.

I couldn't help myself - I was hot for it, too!

When the cock glided over my pussy lips, I leaned back into him, pushing my pussy against his cock to meet it.

He pressed the cock tip to my slit and opened me up.

Then he shoved his cock into me.

His first lunge was deep and hard, and crammed way up into me.

I let out a cry.

I was wet with saliva and my own pussy juices, but even so, it was a tight fit getting his cock into my small hole.

Mr. Emory shoved his big cock all the way into me.

My ass burned. So did my pussy. So did the cock stuffed in me.

Mr. Emory fucked me from behind.

It was hard for me to brace myself with my hands cuffed behind my back. My titties rubbed the carpet, irritating my nipples.

Mr. Emory rubbed me all over. He slid his hands up and down my sides. And of course, he really grabbed my hot red ass a lot.

Sweat smeared on my thighs from his palms rubbing them.

Georgina moaned.

My head was turned so it faced her, so I opened my eyes and looked.

Georgina sat with her legs bent at the knees, thighs spread wide open. Her hand rubbed her cunt, which shone with wetness.

She leaned far forward in her seat, like she wanted the best possible view of her husband fucking me.

But I couldn't look too much at her, not with the fucking I was getting.

Mr. Emory pumped his cock back and forth. Heat from the fucking mixed with heat from my spanked ass, making me twice as hot.

Mr. Emory leaned forward and reached under me. His fingers pressed my bush, which was damp from sweat. He reached for my pussy.

My pussy lips were spread wide to the sides from his thick cock jammed between them, and they were very, very sensitive.

He rubbed the lips, pumping his cock between them at the same time.

Then his fingers crawled up to the top of my slit, touching my clitty.

That really made me squirm!

It was almost too intense, and I whimpered for him to stop. But he kept plowing his cock into me and fingering my clit.

Somewhere, a little girl was moaning, moaning without stop, crying out as best she could in her breathless voice - It took me some time to realize that it was me making the noise.

My cheek - of my face - was sore and rubbed roughly against the carpet from the hard fast strokes Mr. Emory sent into me.

Then I was coming.

Mr. Emory jammed his cock into me again and again. Then he came, too.

At high pressure, his creamy come spurted into my steamy pussy, filling it, soaking into the hot pink flesh.

I'd been spanked,, forced to go down on Georgina, and been fucked by Mr. Emory's stiff cock while I knelt on the floor in bondage.

But the night, like me, was still young!