Chapter 15

Gay was basking in the afterglow of her third, self-induced orgasm of the evening. She was surprised that she still felt horny. She’d been thinking about the previous day, when she’d had the threesome with Emily and Tex. She recalled Emily straddling her face and then the first time she’d tasted her pussy. It was a subtle taste, not overpowering like some girls, and slightly sweet. She had feasted on the beautiful woman through several orgasms. The whole time Tex was between her legs, eating her pussy, licking her asshole, fingering her, just driving her insane. At one point Tex had moved up and was licking Em’s ass while Gay was eating her pussy.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm...” she murmured, reaching her hand down between her legs again. Just then there was a knock at the door.

“Fuck,” she said, getting up and pulling on a light bathrobe. Opening the door, she was startled to see a man there, expecting it to be one of the other girls.

“Yes?”

“Good evening, Gay. I’m Mr. H. May I come in?”

Gay’s eyes got big. Mr. H.? Coming to see her. Ohmigod.

“Yes, please come in, it’s your place, well, I mean, you own it, or you’re the Ambassador, so I guess it is yours, and, oh, I’m just babbling, I’m sorry...” said Gay, quite flustered.

Mr. H. entered and while moving towards a chair to sit down, pressed a button on a remote in his pants pocket. He looked at the large screen tv and saw that two men were making a sandwich out of a red-headed girl. He looked at Gay, who saw what he was looking at.

“Shit!” she screamed to herself, “I left the porn channel on!” She quickly turned it off, flushing beet red.

“I’m sorry, Mr. H., I was, um, surfing channels and that one came on and then you knocked at the door and...” It was just then that Gay accidentally kicked the vibrator that was on the floor next to the sofa, and it shot across the tile floor, hit a table leg, and turned on, now doing the vibration dance and leaving a wet, visible trail of pussy juice.

“Oh, God!” exclaimed Gay, who sat on the sofa, buried her still beet red face in her hands and started sobbing.

Mr. H. leaned down and shut off the vibrator, then went over and stood next to Gay, putting his hand on her heading and trying to comfort her.

“There, there, it’s okay, Gay,” he said, and watched as she continued sobbing but put her arms around him, and hiding her face from view in his clothing. She didn’t realize it at that moment, but what she had done is bury her face into his crotch. The vibrations from her sobs against his groin caused a physical reaction in Mr. H ... he began to get hard!

When she felt the growing movement, Gay opened her eyes a bit and then realized she had her arms wrapped around him, and was holding his ass. She was aroused by this, suddenly, and then realized that her face was pressed up against his bulge, a bulge that was continuing to get larger.

“Unzip me,” he said, using his Ambassador voice.

Gay let go of his ass and without thinking further, pulled down his zipper, the pheromones once again supercharging her sexual organs.

“Take it out.”

She complied, reaching in with first one hand, then the other, releasing his manhood from its temporarily clothed imprisonment.

“Suck.”

Her nipples hard, her clit tingly, her pussy still wet from her earlier masturbation, Gay dove on it like a starving wild animal. Just half-erect, she could see that his cock was quite thick already, and growing. She began sucking, skipping the preliminaries of licking and teasing. She sucked up and down it, moving her tongue, and reaching for his ballsack with her two hands. She wanted to suck this cock right into her stomach.

But, Mr. H. had other plans for her. What he needed to round out his stable was a totally submissive bitch, one that would please like no other. He was going to make Gay that bitch.

He pulled out of her mouth and then pulled her to a standing position, where he leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking, then chewing on it. He heard her moan and felt her knees go week. Pulling the nipple of his mouth, he kneeled down on the sofa, pulling her down behind him. Taking one hand of hers and running it between his legs and up to his cock, he got her to start jerking him off. Then he took hold of her hair, and pulled her head up against his ass.

“Lick it.”

With her sex drive on overload, she gave no thought to the fact that this was the first time she’d be tossing one’s salad, but instead dove in, her tongue making wet contact with his asshole as her stroking of his horse cock continued. With her other hand she massaged his balls.

He let her continue for a few more minutes, getting his cock rock hard in the process. She was licking continuously, stabbing at his asshole, licking, all the while rubbing his balls and stroking his cock. He was ready.