Chapter 11

Hugging her knees and slowly rocking herself back and forth in a veranda chair, Brit looked serenely at the beautiful garden in front of her. Kari lit two cigarettes, giving one of them to Brit. I was standing next to Brit’s chair, drinking a cup of strong coffee.

“Thank you,” Brit said softly, then took a long drag from her cigarette and looked up at me with her big, blue eyes as she exhaled smoke from her flaring nostrils.

Even with her faded lipstick and smudged mascara, she looked hotter than ever. There were no signs of bitchiness, entitlement or superiority in her eyes. She looked as innocent as a helpless little girl.

“What are we going to do to you next, pretty girl?” Kari asked. “Do you want Leo to fuck your cute, little cunt right in front of us?”

“Huh?”

“It’s not a trick question. Do you want my Leo to fuck you in front of me and my husband or not?”

Brit looked confused for a moment, but then took a puff from her smoke and said, “Yes, please!”

“Yes, please...?” Kari asked.

“Yes, please,” Brit hesitated, not sure of what she was supposed to say. “Yes, ma’am please?”

“Good girl,” Kari said and then asked me, “What do you think we should do next to this hot bitch, honey?”

I wanted to watch Brit fuck Kari. I mean, who wouldn’t want to watch two beautiful women have sex with each other right in front of them?

“I want to see her eat your pussy,” I said shamelessly.

“Ooh, you sound bossy,” Kari said to me, pure delight audible in her sexily lowered voice.

“Do I?”

“Yes and I love it. Why don’t you take over the reigns from me for a while. I mean, I want you to tell her what to do for a while.”

“Okay!”

“Did you hear that, sexy little bitch?” Kari asked Brit in a teasingly taunting tone. “He’s your boss now, your master if you will. Got it?”

“Yes ma’am,” Brit replied solemnly as her cheeks turned bright red again.

“You will address him as Sir from now on.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good good,” Kari said. “You are such an obedient hot little bitch. I love it!”

“You guys go inside and get comfortable in the massage room,” Ken said as he started to walk towards the gazebo. “I’m gonna go grab the camera, I left it in the gazebo. Don’t start without me.”

“Ok darling honey bun,” Kari said laughing lightheartedly.

Five minutes later Kari was sitting in the fuck-chair, with her elevated legs spread apart and her feet securely resting on the raised footrests. Brit was sitting on a footstool, positioned smack in the middle of Kari’s open legs looking directly into the beautiful milf’s throbbing pussy.

Ken was standing there, completely naked with his steelrod of a cock pointing slightly upward and a camera in his hand, he started filming the beautiful scene as it played out right in front of his camera lens.

“Look into the lens and smile Brit,” Ken said to my now perpetually blushing ex, and she obeyed him dutifully. “What a pretty smile. Look at those lips. Mmm.”

Leaning down, I caressed my improved ex-girlfriend and current fuck-buddy’s beautiful hair and watched as she brought her face down and placed her lips right above her older lover’s twitching, clit.

“Kiss it,” I said to Brit, keeping my order short and clear.

Brit lowered her pretty face and kissed Kari’s now fully erect clit, bringing out a deep, low and long moan from the sexy older woman.

“Ooh, that feels so good, ooh,” Kari praised her new lover’s skills earnestly and moaned.

Brit licked the tip of the excited clit with the very tip of her cute, little tongue, flicking the glistening pink nub a few times, then she pulled her face back a bit to examine the results of her expert tonguing. She smiled when she saw the hot clit twitch visibly, then she blew on it softly before lowering her head and kissing it again.

“Suck it,” I heard myself command my ex and watched with perverse joy as she obeyed me instantly.

Mmm. Suck. Mmm.

Kari used her elbows to prop up her upper body until her face was at an angle and height from which she could have a clear view of Brit’s lips as they closed around the tip and soon the base of her twitching pleasure bud.

“Kiss. Lick. Suck. Good girl, Brit. Nice. Use your nose. Blow on it a little. Wonderful job. That’s it. More. Softer. Faster,” I told Brit, directing her performance fast and passionately as if I was Tarantino.

Then for a short instant I wondered if she did the same things to Ellie when she was with her, and the thought turned me on beyond belief.

Brit surprised us all when she suddenly cupped Kari’s ass cheeks in her hands and lifted her hot ass off the chair.

“May I eat her pussy now, sir?” Brit asked me seductively.

“Go for it!” I nodded and smiled.

I approached the chair and leaned down into Kari’s hot body, then lifted one soft breast and brought it up to my mouth, then proceeded to suck on its hard, rubbery nipple while keeping my eyes on her wet pussy and Brit’s flushed face.