Chapter 50

I just stood there recovering, while the three girls did the same, except they remained nude and on their knees. Not only was I trying to give my dick a break, but I also didn’t want Mindy to miss anything important, since she was having as much fun as I was, if not more. Thankfully, I was in reach of a handrail that helped keep me standing.

I closed my eyes until I heard the sounds of my wife coming back. Sue Ellen was doing far too effective a job kneading her breasts in an effort to make me lose control. If I had not shut my eyes, I might have blown into sweet oblivion without her even touching me.

My newly minted sexy waitress was saying to the girls, “So, did Mindy tell you all about how Dan took my cleavage virginity in the back of his minivan?”

“That was your first titfuck?” Michelle asked, surprised. “With tits like those, and a long-time boyfriend, I just figured...”

“I know,” I heard Sue Ellen reply, mournfully. “These tits need to be fucked, and regularly, I know that now! But Mike’s not like Dan. I thought titfucking was undignified and I never let him do it. But I can’t deny my Ma- my Sir, anything. What Dan wants, he takes!”

Ruby said, “Phew! That was close call.”

“I know! I would give anything to have my hymen still intact, like you two do. I feel dirty that I ever let another man touch me. I’m so glad that at least he’ll have two of my four virginities, ‘cos my ass is virgin too.”

Michelle shot back proudly, “Daddy’s taken two of my four virginities too, but he’s gonna take all four! Mouth. Tits. Cunt. AND my ass! He’s the only man who will EVER touch me!”

Ruby said, equally proudly, “Me too! The main thing is, he’s gonna OWN my cunt. I don’t just mean fuck it, I mean he’ll fucking OWN it! From clit to fornix, he will OWN every fucking inch of my cunt with his big fat cock!” She even spread her thighs and made humping motions with her hips as she said this.

I thought, Oh no, not again. What am I gonna have to do to get them to date boys? However, this obviously was not the time to discuss that. I was afraid to even take a whiff of the air, knowing the smell of aroused pussy would just further inflame my lusts.

Mindy came sashaying her way back, really swaying her hips and her bouncy breasts. She had such a sexy walk, even when carrying a tray full of drinks, that I’m sure the girls were envious.

I laughed as I realized something. “Look, Sue Ellen, look how she’s walking!”

Sue Ellen got it immediately. “Oh yeah! The walk. Thanks so much, Mindy, for teaching me that.” Mindy was walking in the “cat walk” style she’d taught Sue Ellen, putting one foot directly in front of the other to create a straight line of footprints, which made her hips gyrate in a boner-inducing fashion.

I suddenly realized that Mindy had been doing little sexy things for me, like walking that walk, for years, but I’d never consciously known the mechanics or the details. Lately I was learning a little bit as I heard the girls talking about these things amongst themselves. For instance, Mindy had stimulated my frenulum who knows how many thousands of times, yet I never knew the technical name for that spot, or that it even had a real anatomical name.

Mindy then left us again to go get the video camera and the tripod. In case it hasn’t been made obvious already, we’re very big on videotaping and photographing our lives. (And I was also very big on watching her sexy ass walk away!)

In any case, by this time I’d recovered sufficiently, so I wouldn’t have to worry about losing it at any second. I didn’t want to wait too long though, and I struck while the iron (and Sue Ellen) was still very hot.

I said, “Sue Ellen, you told me you’ve been with three men. Have you ever been with women?”

“No.” She blushed a little and then looked nervously back at her left ass cheek, which was being stroked familiarly by Michelle. Her blush deepened and she clutched at her breasts.

Mindful of Mindy’s advice on how I should act towards Sue Ellen, I said, “That will change. I can see you enjoy it. If nothing else, you will do it for me.”

She looked up at me anxiously, and then nodded shyly. “Yes, Sir.”

I added, “Now, you’ve been very bad. You failed to stop sucking me when I ordered you to stop, and you called me ‘master’ again without permission. You will be punished.”

It was only then that I realized we were still standing in the foyer. Not wanting to do everything right here, I looked into the next room and pointed. “You see that couch over there in the living room? I want you to go over there, hold onto the arm of the couch with both hands, and then stretch your arms out perfectly straight. Actually, I want your entire body stretched out straight with your arms. Then I want to see your legs straight and stiff, and spread out wide. Finally, keep your ass as high as possible while you’re doing that.”

When I finished giving her her instructions, she let go of her breasts and gave me a cute little salute. “Yes, Sir!”

She carefully wiped her face clean of her remaining tears so she’d look her best. Then she started weaving her way through some other furniture as she headed to the couch in question. I loved watching this girl walk! I could see good portions of her tits swaying back and forth as she walked directly away from me - she really knew how to get those puppies to sway! Even better, I saw she was now walking in the sexy “cat walk” style Mindy had taught her without being asked.

Not only that, but when she got to the couch she immediately got into the exact position I’d requested, and it looked even better with her actually doing it than I’d imagined. Her body was surprisingly muscular, but not overly so, much like a sexy aerobics instructor. And the way she was stretched out showed off her fitness well, especially her firm legs. She had a lovely all-over tan as well, especially for a natural blonde. Her private parts were only slightly fairer, and there were no obvious tan lines. Somehow, she still wore her high heels, but in her stretched-out pose they didn’t have much contact with her feet.

The girls were impressed too. I heard some whistles. One of them even muttered, “DAMN!”

I heard Ruby say, “Lucky slut! Daddy’s gonna fuck her!”

Then Michelle said breathlessly, “God! God! It’s too much! I want that to be ME! She’s about to get Daddy’s horse cock right up her tight CUNT!”

“Maybe Daddy’ll come to his senses and fuck us all tonight,” Ruby replied hopefully.

Michelle gripped Ruby’s hands and held it tightly. “We can only hope. And pray!”

I gestured at the Gruesome Twosome, telling them to shush. I yanked my shirt and pants off and tossed them aside. Then I walked up to a spot right behind Sue Ellen and her fantastic and nicely tanned ass.

The other girls trailed me, finding good spots to watch from. Mindy took a little longer as she repositioned the video camera in order to capture all the action.

Michelle, though, didn’t sit down immediately. She liked being the center of attention and didn’t want to be outdone in the walking department. She walked in a straight line from one end of the living room to the other. “Look, Daddy! I’m walking just like Mom and Sue Ellen! How’s this?”

I gulped as I saw my nude daughter shamelessly sashay her way back and forth across the room, wearing absolutely nothing, not even a ring on her finger. All my efforts to calm my dick down had seemingly been in vain. The sheer size and weight of her F-cup breasts meant that she had to do her catwalking at a different, slower rhythm than the other two, if she were going to maximize the enticingly drool-worthy swaying motions of her jutting monsters. It was plenty clear though that Michelle was thoroughly enjoying wobbling her knockers like that, as her boobs bounced and rolled as if storm-tossed on the waves of an ocean. She was proud of her big rack and enjoyed showing it off to me.

Even Sue Ellen, splayed out in her lewd position, had to turn her head and watch Michelle strut around. “Holy Toledo! She’s so STACKED! Those can’t be real!”

Michelle purred proudly, stroking the sides of her massive mammaries with her hands, keeping them from wobbling too much. “Believe it. They’re all real, and they’re all Daddy’s.” She honked them with both hands from below as she continued to proudly strut around the room.

Ruby saw my stunned reaction. “Daddy likes it! Just look at his face! Oooh, my turn! Michelle and I are gonna walk like this ALL the time!”

I watched Ruby start to walk, and she was as good at it as Michelle was. Truthfully, it didn’t seem that difficult, but was more a matter of putting in the extra effort. Michelle and Ruby, though, were definitely putting in the extra effort now, turning the simple act of walking around the room into an orgasm-inducing sex act.

Ruby also held her big tits as she went around the room. She was less holding them and more fondling them.

Meanwhile, Sue Ellen was forced to stay in her stretched-out pose, waiting for me to focus on her again.

I glanced at my wife. Her face was contorted in a lusty grimace, like she was struggling mightily not to do something. She certainly wasn’t fighting the urge to cum though, because she was leaning up against a sofa and frantically frigging her slit.

There were so many sexy sights in every direction that I hardly knew where to look. However, I remembered that I had a desperately needy sexpot bent over right in front of me at an obscene angle. She was doing all she could to wiggle her way back into my attention.

Without any further ado, I spanked Sue Ellen hard on her left ass cheek. I hoped some spanking would give my erection a chance to recover a bit.

I was about to do the same to her right, when I heard her loudly cry out, “One! Thank you, Sir!”

That surprised me. I thought I was taking her for a complete surprise and that if she made any sound at all, it would be some kind of shriek.

Caught off-guard, I asked, “What was that? Have you done this before?”

“No, Sir, but I’ve read stories. I guess I kind of liked submissive-type erotic stories even before I met y’all, and in the stories the girl being spanked usually cries out the number of the spank and then says, ‘Thank you, Sir.’ If she fails to do that, the spank doesn’t count.”

Well, blow me down. She’s really into this! I was spanking Shelle recently, and she cried out the number and then “Thank you, Daddy-Master!” after each blow. It’s so similar. Could they have talked? Maybe, but I think it’s just the general tradition. I should stick with tradition.

I was way out of my depth, but I acted like I’d merely forgotten to mention the proper spanking protocol. I said, “That’s right. Very good. Please continue.” Then I spanked her harder on her other ass cheek.

She joyfully shouted out, “Two! Thank you, Sir!”

Michelle and Ruby had stopped their strutting and come close to get a good view of the spanking.

Ruby muttered, “What did I tell you? Does she get it or does she get it? She’s a natural born sex slave!”

Michelle replied, “It is pretty inspirational, I must admit.”

Soon, I started spanking faster, alternating ass cheeks. I was really horny, so I was getting into it. She barely had time to gasp out her four words before I’d smack her again.

I thought back to about a week before, when I’d spanked Mindy for the first time. I was so reluctant, so afraid. Man, things sure can change in a week! This is a blast! God, and when she clenches those powerful ass cheeks of hers ... Shit! I wanna fuck her NOW!

I was swinging hard, really giving it to Sue Ellen. Of course, I never wanted to hit a woman with the intention of taking pleasure in watching her suffer. But even though Sue Ellen was obviously feeling pain, she was even more obviously feeling a greater pleasure. Before long, it was a great struggle for her to maintain her precarious position, especially with her black high heels, because her body was trembling almost violently with need.

I spanked her twenty times, and then I stopped.

As I bent over (with my nose practically in Sue Ellen’s high ass), I heard Ruby and Michelle talking as they sat next to each other on a nearby couch.

My blonde goddess of a daughter said, “That was SO hot, Ruby! I dreamed for so long about our nice and ‘reasonable’ Daddy turning into a dominant slave-spanking stud, and now he really is!”

“Ohmigod! I KNOW! My ass is getting hot and needy just from WATCHING!”

“Oh, me too!”

“Me too, more!” Michelle giggled. “Getting spanked, it’s like that feeling of pure blowjob joy, only on my ass!”

Ruby replied, “Yeah! No offense, Michelle, I love when you spank me, but the hand of a MAN! The hand of DADDY! Wow! That’s what my body craves! To be tamed by my master! Oops, I’d better not call him that, or he’s gonna spank me too!”

There was a pause, and then Michelle and Ruby both started screaming in unison, “MASTER! Master, Master, Master, Master, Master!”

Even Mindy joined in, though she was mostly laughing.

I laughed too. “Hold on, you two. I’m making a new rule now: I’m gonna spank any of you whenever the hell I feel like it, and NOT only after you’ve been bad. Otherwise, that’ll just encourage your devious Satan’s Hell Spawn ways. I may make up some excuse about you doing something wrong, like I just did with Sue Ellen here, but that’s just an excuse so I’ll have something to pretend to complain about. Obviously I was going to spank her anyway, and I just picked the first two excuses that came to mind. Is that clear?”

Michelle replied, “Yes, Master. But Master, what if I’m just really annoying, Master, Master, and I just keep pissing you off so much, Master, Master, Master, that you just can’t help yourself and you totally want to whale on my ass with your big Master strong Master manly Master hand, Master? Master, Master, Master, Master, Master, Master, Master!”

Seeing that she had my attention, she leaned forward and hefted her huge tits up towards me.

I laughed at the way she was hoping to use ‘Master’ as the spanking trigger. But I said, “In that case, I’ll just ignore you and have fun with my other cock slaves.”

That brought her up short. “Oh ... Oops ... Hey Daddy, you know all that ‘Master’ stuff you just heard? That was Ruby’s idea.”

“WAS NOT!” Ruby immediately complained, and the two of them started a childish “was not” and “was too” back and forth argument.

Mindy, sitting on another couch, laughed some more at their antics.

Sue Ellen had recovered by this time, and was wiggling her sweaty, ruby red ass, trying to get my attention. “Sir? Are you going to spank me some more? How many more times are you going to spank me?”

I replied, not angry, just answering matter-of-factly, “As many times as I damn well please.”

Mindy suddenly shouted out, “FUCK MY TITS, I love that! Did you hear that? I love it!”

That got a lot of laughs, and resulted in a lot more “fuck my tits” cries.

Only Sue Ellen was confused, but the others quickly explained the meaning of this new slang term. She seemed impressed, especially when she found out some of my daughters’ friends also used that term with me.

I finally stepped up, put both my hands on Sue Ellen’s ass cheeks, and said, “I’m gonna start spanking you again, but that’s not all I’m going to do.” I held my erection in one hand and, scooting a little closer, started rubbing it up and down her pussy lips.

“Oh! Sir! YES! Please! PLEASE! Are you gonna fuck me? Oh, please!”

My boner could have used a longer break, but I just couldn’t resist what I was seeing. Incredibly, her legs and arms were still ramrod straight. I thought that she’d have to break that position soon, as she had to be getting tired, but she was holding out remarkably well. As a result, her ass was up high, almost too high for my erection to reach. But once I started rubbing her pussy with it, she bent her knees slightly and tried to push her ass back onto it, hoping that would help me skewer her.

That skewering idea was looking mighty good to me. Why delay? But I felt the need for a certain amount of ceremony. Plus, any delay would help to calm my overexcited cock some more. I asked, “Mindy, can you come here?”

“Sure.” She was by my side in a flash, since she’d only been sitting a few feet away to begin with. She said, “By the way, did you know Sue Ellen is crying again?”

“Is she really?” That surprised me greatly. I hadn’t heard any sobbing sounds, plus, there didn’t seem to be any reason to cry whatsoever. I couldn’t see Sue Ellen’s face from where I stood, so I quickly walked around to her front side. Sure enough, although she wasn’t sobbing, there were fresh tracks of wetness running down her cheeks.

She saw my concerned face, and hastened to say, “Don’t worry, Sir! I’m not crying because I’m sad, or even because you spanked me so hard. I’m crying because I’m so happy! This is turning into the best day of my life!”

With that, she closed her eyes tightly and started to sob a little. More tears began pouring out.

I heard Michelle mutter, “God, I love this girl!”

Ruby muttered, “Me too. Like I said, we’re all gonna be breast friends forever.”

I held Sue Ellen’s chin, and asked her gently, “What can I do to get you to stop crying?”

She searched for an answer, but came up blank. “I dunno ... Stop being so great!”

That got a good laugh from everyone, including Sue Ellen and me. Somehow, the funny part was that she meant it.

I decided there really was nothing I could do, and maybe this was a rare case when I shouldn’t try to stop the crying. So I walked back around behind Sue Ellen and resumed my pose between her legs.

I said to Mindy, who stood just outside Sue Ellen’s left leg, “I’m gonna fuck Sue Ellen in a minute. But first, since you’re my wife, my best friend, and my soul mate, and this is the first strange pussy I’ve fucked since I married you, there’s a couple of things I want you to do before I start. First, I want you to stick two fingers in her pussy and check to see if it’s ready.”

Of course Sue Ellen’s pussy was ready. If she got any more wet than she was already, we could use her to water the lawn by just walking around over it. I couldn’t begin to conceive how she could possibly be any MORE ready or willing than she was right now. Obviously, I was just giving my wife an excuse to root around in Sue Ellen’s snatch, but it was also her last chance to change her mind before our lives changed forever.

Mindy had never done this with another woman before, but she seized the opportunity with both hands, or perhaps I should more accurately say with both fingers. “DAMN YOU, Daniel Cooper! I love you so much that I totally want to do SOMEthing to show it, but I don’t know what! What do you want? A new car? A new house? More busty and beautiful cock slaves? You got it, baby! You’re just the best husband ever!”