Seth's Crazy Vacation Ch. 02

As you can understand I felt disappointed when the two women stood. Cindy stood first, leaving my cock still pressed snugly against Anna's ass cheeks, but then Anna stood as well, and my large cock attempted to stomach punch me in frustration.

The situation was absurd. I was not the kind of guy who ended up in situations like this. Cindy Campbell was a tall blonde in her early thirties. Her hair came down to just below her shoulders. She was wearing white washed denim shorts and an orange bikini top, one that did nothing to camouflage the large succulent nipples that stood out from her firm, fake, but fantastic looking c-cup chest.

Anna was shorter, though somehow just as leggy. Her shorts were denim but traditional blue, and did a remarkable job of accentuating her ass. She had a very deep, dark tan. Anna Johnson was a brunette, and do to the loose fitting shirt she wore I had absolutely no idea if her large breasts were real or fake, but I was 99% sure that I didn't give a damn.

Both women were married and strangers to me until this afternoon. Both had done an unbelievably fast job seducing me into being what I guess would amount to being their sex slave for the evening, just before they abandoned me on the floor.

Feeling dejected, I moved to pull my trunks up, the only stitch of clothing I had handy, but Anna's foot came down on my bare cock, gently but firmly pressing it against my abs, preventing me from covering it.

"We can't spend the entire day having sex in here. Your summer bimbo wouldn't be able to mistake that smell for anything other than what it is. Likewise our places are out, but luckily I own another condo a few doors down which just so happens to be vacant this week. And look, I even brought the key."

Mrs. Johnson fished said key out of her pocket. It wasn't on a ring. If this was an affair of opportunity and not planned out, which is what she had described, it seemed odd that she just happened to have the key to an empty condo on her person, but I am not a complete idiot. Not only was her foot pressed against my cock, but she was offering me the sexual opportunity of a life time. I kept my mouth shut.

"Cindy and I are going to go next door and grab some things. You are going to pack up all the drinks and two solo cups from the kitchen and walk maybe a dozen doors down that way by way of the beach." She pointed out which direction for my benefit.

"Cindy and I will walk down the street and enter through the front. We will open a patio door for you once we are ready. When you see the door open, you will come inside, set the drinks out on the counter, then stand opposite us and wait for instruction. From this point forward you will do exactly as you are told. Understood?"

I had the sudden impression I was not the first young man they had shared. I nodded. "Yes ma'am." I said.

"Yes mistress Johnson." she corrected me, applying more of her body weight to the pressure on my cock. It didn't hurt at all. A hard cock is actually designed to take a considerable amount of pressure and abuse, when you think about it. I knew better than to let Mistress Johnson see that.

"Yes Mistress Johnson." I amended obediently.

"You will notice that Cindy will also refer to me as her mistress while we are alone. Regardless of this, anytime you are alone with either of us for the duration of your summer here you will call us only Mistress Johnson and Mistress Campbell respectively, and you are to obey both of us without hesitation, myself first and foremost. Understood?"

"Yes mistress Johnson." I replied. She finally eased the pressure off of my cock.

"Lie there exposed until you are certain we have left the condo," she told me. She didn't wait this time for a reply but turned and left me alone on the floor. I waited until they were gone, and they took their time, before I pulled my trunks up and stood. I was not used to this whole submissive thing, and was not sure if I had a taste for it, but a little subservience was certainly worth the prize at the end of what seemed like a fairly short tunnel. And she did just say all summer, didn't she? I didn't even try to wipe the smile from my face.

I gathered up the alcohol and two cups as ordered (very much aware that neither would be for me) and bagged up everything into the brown paper bag that we had bought them in. I was fairly certain my friends would later ask me where they went, and no decent lie came to mind either. I would just cross that bridge when I came to it.

I was strolling down the beach in no time with a suspicious brown paper bag and a massive erection tenting my shorts. There were two condos I thought might be vacant that were both in the right area, so I had no idea which one we would be using. To say I was excited, nervous, and intimidated was an understatement.

It is illegal to have booze down on the beach during the day, and I became self-conscious of the large plain brown paper bag in my arms. I ended up setting it down somewhat close to a trash can while I waited, and stayed close enough to keep an eye on it. The women kept me waiting.

After a subjective eternity I saw the perky and sexy Mrs. Campbell in her orange bikini top and white washed shorts appear in the sliding glass door. She spotted me, smiled warmly, opened the door, and disappeared inside. Swiftly (because I thought the women might enjoy seeing me jump, and not at all because I was really freaking eager to see what happened) I gathered up the alcohol and hurried up the patio. I almost forgot to wash my feet in my haste. I felt certain Anna would have scolded me for tracking sand into what should have been an unoccupied condo.

Anna and Cindy were sitting on the couch. The layout was identical to the condo that my friends and I were staying in. As instructed previously I sat the drinks out, cups and all, before moving to stand opposite the couch and await instruction. There was no television across from the couch here either, not even a framed painting like at our place, just an empty space for me to stand.

I was disappointed to see the two women with as much on as they had on earlier. Anna Johnson had on a bikini top under the shirt, and I was dying to get a better look at her chest.

After a few seconds of pointed silence of me standing by the wall and the women eyeing me with smiles on their faces Anna said casually "Lose the trunks." The trunks were all I had on of course, but I only hesitated for a moment. Both women had already seen and touched my cock in one fashion or another anyway. Soon I stood completely naked in front of the two married women.

"You are every bit as handsome and well hung as Nicole said you were. Does it surprise you to learn that she snuck her hands into your trousers last night before you woke? It shouldn't. The slut wants you badly. I can't blame her. But we get you first. Isn't that right Toy?"

"Yes Mistress Johnson." I said.

"Do you know how to mix drinks Toy?" Anna asked.

"Yes Mistress Johnson." I replied. She waived dismissively, permitting me to get to it. I made the two women drinks, very much aware that I was nude and they were not. I decided making the drinks either too strong or too soft would go over poorly, so I aimed for something right down the middle. I brought the drinks over to them, and when neither woman reached for theirs I sat the drinks down on the table. Lacking any further direction I went to stand back in my designated spot against the wall.

I stood there for a moment while the two women considered me. Anna was the first to pick up her drink, but Anna waited until Cindy had done the same before she took a sip. Again Cindy mirrored her. "Not bad." Anna admitted after a moment. Cindy nodded in agreement.

Anna asked me "Do you like having your cock sucked Toy?"

"Yes Mistress Johnson." I replied quite enthusiastically.

"My pet here said that she would very much like to try and suck that very large cock you have. Would you like that?"

"Yes Mistress Johnson."

"Then ask her nicely."

"Please Mistress Campbell, please suck my cock for me?"

Anna glanced over to her friend. "My Pet, why don't you get down on your knees and make sure we didn't give the poor boy friction burn with our teasing earlier?"

"Yes Mistress Johnson." Cindy replied.

She stood and came slowly towards me. Her hips rolled with a sensuality that told me that she was somehow looking forward to this as much as I was. Cindy met my eyes, and I saw real lust and excitement in them. It was the way my ex used to look at me. A look that always got my blood boiling and made me want to fulfill every fantasy the girl ever had.

It occurred to me that she had put on make up at some point after I had seen her with her husband.

Cindy held my gaze as she lowered herself to her knees in front of me. Only when she was ready did she take her eyes from mine and start examining my cock. It was at full mast, and held itself upright and ready for inspection. She didn't touch it, but instead slowly and teasingly moved her head so she could see it from all sides.

Then she said "It doesn't look injured Mistress Johnson," so close to my cock that her breath made the muscle jump.

The teasing was too much. I placed my hands flat on the wall, mostly to keep myself from grabbing Mrs. Campbell's head, and begged "Please suck my cock Mistress Campbell."

It was Anna who answered. "The Toy will speak only when spoken to!"

Shit. I stood there, prostrate against the wall while this sexy stranger took her time breathing on and examining my erection. Another eternity passed before she reached up with her delicate hand and finally wrapped it around my shaft.

The blonde's nails were pink, and her diamond ring looked huge on her thin finger.

I am a middle class guy from a middle class family. What I mean is, my family has never come close to owning or co-owing any beach front property, or had the kind of money to waste on cosmetic surgery, so I should point out that both of these women were from more elite walks of life than I was. It was a turn on, a major turn on, seeing that huge ass ring on the hand that wrapped around my underclass shaft.

Aside from the taboo of what a married woman was about to do for me, the knowledge that a woman of privilege was so intent on turning me on, and intended to spend the better part of the day with my lower class dick deep inside of her turned me on in a way that I never had been before.

Mrs. Campbell spoke, and I again felt her breath wash over my sensitive skin. "May I play with my new Toy yet Mistress?"

"It is your Toy my Pet. Help yourself." Anna said smugly from where she watched us on the couch. She sounded neutral, but I had the feeling she would have been irritated had Cindy started witho-

All rational thought left my mind as Mrs. Campbell ran her tongue up the entire length of my shaft. Had I been able to dig my fingers into the wall I would have. I watched Mr. Campbell's beautiful trophy wife as she explored the head of my cock with her tongue. I struggled against moaning as my cock slid between her lips.

I failed.

Mrs. Cindy Campbell didn't try to swallow me whole, not straight away. Instead her lips slid slowly back and forth over the length of the shaft, going ever closer to its base with each and every cycle.

She took in maybe another centimeter between her lips each time my cock slid into her mouth, often not even that much. It was a kind of torture I guess, but one I thoroughly enjoyed.

I have a cock that is both thick and long. This slow progression was going to take quite a while. I took full use of the time to enjoy the visual stimulation of this beautiful cougar on her knees in front of me, as I watched eyed another attractive woman watch on with interest. Maybe being a sub wasn't all that bad?

She was to the halfway point, and I had just grown certain that my cock head was sliding back and forth down her actual throat, before Benny's aunt spoke up. "It occurs to me that my Pet has a new Toy in her mouth and she hasn't tried to bite it yet. Does she not like her gift? I could take it away..."

I would have smiled at the joke had Mistress Campbell not bit down onto my cock immediately. And she bit down hard.

My legs almost gave out and I sagged against the wall. My fists hit the wall before I gathered my wits and her hair as I prepared to jerk the married psycho off of my shaft.

Anna almost screamed at me as she rose to her feet. "The Toy does not have permission to touch his betters. Release her now or walk home naked and dickless!" She was all but shouting. Strangely, obediently, I let go of Mistress Campbell's hair and slapped my hands back against the wall. The pressure she had applied to the bite never changed.

She worried her head back and forth, which hurt more, before releasing my cock from her jaws. The woman laughed and began licking the area where she had bitten me. There were teeth marks. Holy crap these women were crazy.

Mrs. Campbell resumed her previously slow progression towards deep throatting my surprisingly still hard shaft while Mrs Johnson walked over to the bar to refill her drink. I watched her wearily, and absolutely hated the fact that she had more on than either of us. I realized that was probably not a coincidence, just another subtle was of establishing and maintaining control.

She walked slowly over to us, drink in hand. She placed one hand on my shoulder as she leaned bodily against my chest from an angle, so as not to intrude on Cindy's fun. Casually Anna politely turned her head to sip at her drink.

It was like her outburst hadn't happened, which lends weight to the argument that the sexy scary woman had a screw loose.

With each couple of intense seconds that passed my cock came closer and closer to sliding all the way down Cindy's throat.

"You are certainly a handsome young man." Anna said, giving me appraising look. My cock flinched and jumped somewhere deep down Cindy's throat, and I felt her mirth filled laugh vibrate up through my shaft. I groaned, and Mistress Anna smiled knowingly.

Mrs. Johnson circled to stand directly behind Cindy and, right when Cindy finally took my entire cock deep down her throat; Anna pressed herself bodily into me, holding Cindy's head in place with her hips, pinning the woman down onto my cock. Cindy sputtered and choked, struggling to compensate for the unexpected application of force.

Ignoring her, Anna casually leaned in and kissed my neck. Then she licked it. It made me nervous. I was worried about Cindy biting my cock again, but I couldn't help but shift my cock just a little deeper down her throat. Anna responded not with anger, like I feared, but with a smile.

The smile was scarier.

Anna started sensually grinding her hips into the back of Cindy's head. Back and forth, up and down, fucking me with her friend's mouth. She was acting cool, but Anna's eyes betrayed how turned on this was making her. I couldn't help but buck my hips in turn. She poured some of her drink out onto my chest and started licking it clean as she pressed into me. Cindy held out for as long as she could but she started gagging uncontrollably and started trying to talk.

Anna looked both irritated and thrilled. "What was that? Are you thirsty, Pet?" she asked mockingly. She lifted her hips away so that Cindy could finally slip my cock back out of her mouth. I was disappointed. To be honest, I had been close to cumming.

Mrs. Campbell tried to speak, an apology I think, but Anna poured what was left of her mostly full drink onto the woman's face. Cindy sputtered and choked again, and I am sure the alcohol would be burning her eyes. She tried to close them too late. She opened her mouth to cough and Anna forced her head back down over my raging erection.

Anna was even less gentle this time around. With her hand gripping Cindy Campbell's hair she all but humped me against the wall, using her "Pets" face to fuck me.

"Are you mad at me for embarrassing you in front of your Toy?" Anna asked casually. Somehow Cindy managed a nod in spite of the tight hold Anna had on her hair, Anna's hips pounding the back of her head, and my huge cock filling her mouth and throat. "Well he is your Toy, why not take it out on him, show him who is boss?"

Oh... shit.

Cindy bit my cock again, much harder than before. Anna kept bouncing against her head.

It hurt.

A lot.

I came.

Hard.

Mistress Johnson realized what was happening when Mrs. Campbell started gagging again, and she picked up the pace of her humping. Crazy bitches, I thought as I tried to hide some of the pain from my face as I painfully emptied my load down Mrs. Campbell's eager throat.

"I feel like I need a cigarette." Anna said as she walked over to her purse and then slowly over to the kitchen counter to refill her drink. I couldn't help but stare at her ass as she walked. Why was I so turned on by her after all of that crap? I wanted inside of her more now, not less. I should be smacking these bitches around and running but...

Anna came back to us, and offered the drink to me. Well, no point in trying to run now. I took the drink and downed it. I didn't even ask what it was. "Are you ready to return the favor Toy?" Anna asked, turning dismissively and walking back to the couch.

I looked down at Cindy Campbell. She had seen better days. Her mascara had run, from both the alcohol and the tears. There were little black spots from where it had landed on her orange top and fanatic legs. Her fake breasts looked even more firm from her arousal. She had never actually stopped playing with my cock. Even now she bent low to suck my slightly deflated balls into her mouth. She looked like she needed to be taken. I wanted to repay the torture she had dealt to me by fucking her roughly and mercilessly. "Absolutely." I replied, offering Mistress Campbell my hand.

"No." Anna corrected us. "The Pet stays on the floor where she is. I gave her permission to suck that massive cock of yours. You owe that payback to me." Even as she spoke Anna Johnson finally unsnapped her shorts and unceremoniously dropped them and her bikini bottoms to the floor in one fluid motion. She sat on the couch, spreading her legs for me and crooking her finger in invitation.

Again, I obeyed.

I left Mrs. Campbell on the floor and went eagerly over to the couch. Anna's legs were up on the table, so I had to crawl to come up between them. It didn't seem odd in any way by this point.

Technically, Cindy was the hotter between the two, but something about Benny's aunt made me eager to pleasure her, to seek her approval. She had a bald cunt, fairly wide hips, no tan lines, but still had a deep and dark tan. Somewhere she sunbathed nude.

I was going to tease her, to slowly build her up and turn her on show her how good I could be, but she grabbed my head and brought my mouth forcefully down into her pussy. I guess I should have expected that.

Still I was damned good at going down on a woman, and the crazy bitch was already turned on... It took me a while before I realized she was fighting off her orgasms. Once I knew this, I focused on learning what best got her juices flowing, and the next time I suspected she was fighting one back I pulled out all the stops. Anna came hard, kicking at me and trying to pull me away from her cunt. I wanted to taste her, needed to taste her, so I disobeyed her unspoken request and stayed right where I was, flicking her labia with my tongue. She came even harder than I had expected.

When it was over, she pulled me up to look at her. I beamed, expecting her to compliment me. Instead she slapped me across my smug face. I am a big guy. I am not going to cry or complain about a simple slap, but it stung, and more than just physically. She asked if I understood why I had been slapped.