Chapter 14

Any reader comments are greatly appreciated, I read every one of them and take them to heart, good or bad. Feedback is a great teacher, and I appreciate your help.

Lennie Loves His Girls.

Earlier in the evening, Lennie and Cindy went out on a date. A regular, normal, honest-to-god date. Cindy was dressed to the nines in a slinky, body-hugging dress that showed off her incredible curves but still was just this side of sexy and not slutty. Her hair was down over her shoulders, but she had curled it a bit, and it looked as classy as it was feminine. She wore her complete set of diamonds, given to her by one of her rich clients. Her stunning necklace, fat with dazzling stones, her large stud earrings, her tennis bracelet, and even her rock-sized wedding ring--she wore the entire set. Nearly every man who saw her would stop talking mid-sentence and stare at this amazingly beautiful woman who graced their presence. Women stared as well, some to look at the fabulous female form and others to focus on the massive diamond display adorning her beautiful body.

It was more than her incredible beauty; it was how she walked, holding Lennie’s arm while her hips swayed back and forth with every step, the curves of her ass announcing that she had arrived. It was how she carried herself, slightly tilting her head when she listened to her date, and the bright smile and dimples on her gorgeous face when she playfully laughed at Lennie’s comments and jokes.

Lennie truly enjoyed showing off his girlfriend to the crowds at the upscale restaurant they attended, as well as on the dance floor they visited afterwards. All evening men would come up to ask her to dance, many trying to ignore the much older man she was seated next to. Cindy would shut them down with a comment about disrespecting her date. She did it in such a way that they would all slink off, embarrassed at their failed request. One younger man, probably in his mid-twenties, went up to ask Lennie for permission to dance with the beautiful woman. He looked at Cindy meaningfully and then back at the young man.

“Yes, go ahead. You may be the youngest one here, but you’re the only one with any manners.”

The young man grinned from ear to ear and held his hand out for Cindy. They walked together to the dance floor, and he was respectful, even when dancing closely with her when the second song was a slow one. Cindy didn’t mind, as she leaned into his chest and gave him a long touch of her beautiful breasts. At the end of the slow dance, she leaned in and gave him a slow but controlled kiss as she rubbed up on him. Lennie noticed that he had a tent in his slacks as he brought her back to him and smiled.

When Lennie’s Expedition SUV cleared the iron gate and he parked near the front door, he opened her door and said, beaming, “This was a fantastic evening, Cindy. It was a normal, regular date. You were the perfect partner tonight. I had so much fun showing you off and watching the men gawk at you. Thanks, babe.” He gave her a long kiss before they walked into his house.

When they broke the kiss, Cindy was grinning from ear to ear. “Truth be known, I love showing off like that, being subtle, but at the same time, no doubts what I’m all about, you know, sexy and showing off for my man.” She had a lot of fun, too.

They had gotten home, and clothes were lying from the front door, up the stairs, and to Lennie’s bedroom. It was a hot night of passion. Lennie vaguely remembered Cindy getting up off the bed but fell back to sleep. Once, he thought he heard a conversation between Cindy and other women but shut his eyes again. He slept soundly on his back and his thick, fluffy pillow.

Lennie felt a presence but didn’t move. Flat on his back and on his comfortable pillow, slowly he woke from his morning sleep. He opened his eyes and gasped.

Looking up, just above his face, was a beautiful sight. He smelled it before he saw it, opening his eyes at first to prove to himself he wasn’t dreaming. He was assessing the situation. To his left, an inch or so from his left ear, was an alabaster thigh of the female variety. To his right the same distance was the other alabaster thigh. In between was a glorious red-haired pussy staring back at him. He looked up above the pussy and saw two arms hanging on to the top of the headboard and some underboob, but couldn’t see much else. Above him, about four inches away, was a flaming-red, wispy-haired pussy, directly above his nose.

Groggily, he mumbled, “What’s your pussy doing four inches above my face, Fiona?”

“Oops,” she said as she dropped her crotch down. “It was supposed to be an inch. Sorry.” She moved her hips, and the beautiful pussy dropped closer, just enough that he could still breathe. Her scent was intoxicating.

“Fiona, what exactly are you doing?”

“Do you like what you see, Lennie?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Do you like what you smell, Lennie?”

“Uh, again, yeah?”

“Okay then.” She stayed in her adjusted pose, staring at the headboard, her pussy solidly in position for Lennie to enjoy the view.

He stared at the wispy red-haired slit, her little flowery labia staring back at him. It was so beautiful, a work of art. It needed to be stared at and observed. After a long while, it wasn’t enough. That perfect pussy needed to be explored. It needed to be investigated. The draw of the incredible pussy had to be sampled by his touch and by taste.

Lennie tapped one of her thighs, and she lowered her pussy down until she felt it touch his nose. She felt a warm wet tongue licking her labia, faintly at first, until he started applying pressure, going to her clit and back down to her lips. He picked up a hand and slowly started to finger her with one, then two fingers. She started to get wet and began to moan, grinding herself into his willing face.

“Faster Lennie! Harder! Use three fingers! Bang me! Bang me! Oh yeah, like that! Yes! Yesss!”

Her tunnel started to show streaks of thick, white cream, his fingers getting sloppy as he increased the speed and pressure. Lennie could taste it and eagerly lapped it up. It only caused Fiona to cream harder and faster. The pussy, that tasted like no other female, was drenching Lennie’s face with the potent, complex scent. To Lennie, it was heaven. “What a way,” he thought, “to wake for the day. This is incredible.” He couldn’t believe it was happening.

Fiona squealed as Lennie ate her tasty core. The slick feeling of her pussy rubbing over his face was intense. “Yes! There, Lennie,” she commanded as his fingers rubbed the perfect spot again and again. She climaxed, shuddering on Lennie’s face. After the eruption subsided, she rolled off and lay next to Lennie. He looked into her eyes, having no idea why that just happened.

“That was great, but I have to ask, why?”

“It was Cindy’s idea. She said you haven’t had enough pussy in your life, so starting this morning you’re going to start catching up.” She grabbed his hand and pulled it down to her messy snatch, slowly and deliberately sliding a few of his fingers inside of her. Pulling them to her mouth, she tasted herself and, judging by her wide smile, approved. “You’re going to be eating, fingering, or fucking pussy every minute today. We’re all in on it.”

Lennie lay there staring at the Irish redhead, speechless.

“Cindy said there is going to be a pussy beside you from the time you get up until the time you go to sleep tonight. Are you hungry? There’s breakfast for us downstairs. Come on and walk with me.”

She pulled him up, and before they started taking steps, she pulled his hand back into her pussy, smiling and holding her other arm around him. They walked down the stairs that way to the bar stools in the kitchen.

DJ was nude, except for an apron. Standing at the stove, her naked ass was staring at Lennie as they sat down. DJ turned with a warm smile as her generous sideboob stared him in the face. Maria was sitting, nude, except for a white lace see-through bra on the bar stool next to him; her legs spread and her pussy within Lennie’s touch.

“Go ahead, Lennie; you just finger me while I feed you your breakfast. Go ahead and drink your coffee and juice, but I’ll feed you. What do you want first, eggs, sausage, or waffles?” she asked as the fork in her hand pointed to each item on the plate. He nodded when the fork was above the meat.

“Sausage it is.” Maria’s smile was sincere, her eyes twinkling. She kept her hand over Lennie’s as he now pushed it slowly in and out of her pussy.

“Ohh, that feels so good, Lennie,” Maria purred. “How about a bite of strawberry and whipped cream waffle?”

“Why are you girls doing this?” She held the bite of waffle, covered in freshly mashed strawberries and thick with whipped cream, to his mouth, and he leaned forward to take it all.

“Is there a problem, Lennie? Should we stop?” He paused as he chewed the tasty mix, his mouth still full.

“Uhh, no. Let’s not stop. I was just curious, that’s all.”

Maria continued to feed Lennie bite after bite of breakfast as two of his fingers slowly and methodically fingered the sexy Mexican. Maria was getting wetter and wetter, fingers sliding in and out of her. As the plate of delicious food disappeared, her breath became shallow, and little gasps left her lips. She couldn’t sit still anymore until she finally started shaking as her first orgasm of the day arrived. She had to put down the fork and held on to the edge of the counter as Lennie finished her off. Gasping turned into a low moan, and finally a grunt and a scream until her shaking subsided. Lennie pulled his fingers out and licked the white wetness clean. He was in heaven. Maria took Lennie’s wet fingers and dipped them into the pile of strawberries and whipped cream on his plate and then carefully pulled it to his mouth so he could taste it. DJ had a wide smile watching the action in front of her.

“Oh god, Lennie, that was perfect! You are getting so damn good at that!” Maria grabbed both sides of his face and pulled him to her, kissing him with her powerful wet tongue crashing between his lips. She could easily taste the combination of pussy cream along with the strawberry and whipped cream mix from the previous bite.

“When you can make a whore like me cum like that, let it be known that you have some skills Daddy, some serious skills!” Maria kissed him again.

The plate was finally empty, and DJ removed it and placed it in the sink. As Maria was recovering, DJ pulled Lennie’s hand and led him to the side of the kitchen island counter. Dropping her apron to the floor and revealing her complete nudity, the blonde pulled herself up on the granite surface while lying on her back and spread her legs wide with her knees pulled high into the air. She guided Lennie’s head between them as she pulled him down from an upright position.

“Eat me, Lennie. It’s your after-breakfast dessert pussy,” DJ purred. He looked at her, wide eyes and a beaming smile was looking back at him. The sight before him took his breath away. A pair of beautiful thighs drew his eyes from a perfectly symmetrical set of sexy thighs to a pair of pussy lips, leading to a landing strip and upward to a flat stomach, tight C cup-sized boobs, and a beautiful face with a wide smile. He went down on her, first kissing her inner thighs and then a deep kiss, his lips pressing into her lower set until she felt it, moving around to get the perfect angle on her clit.

Lennie treated her pussy like a lover to be passionately kissed. Her body shook a quick jolt of lightning, signaling him as a “Go!” to licking her lower lips, missing her clit. Back and forth, his tongue and lips strafed her femininity until he licked her clit with his flat, wide tongue. The tongue slowed down as it applied more pressure to her clit. He kept at it, slowly and then quickly, gently and then with increasing pressure. His lips surrounded her clit and he started sucking, the seal of pressure holding while drawing the clit out from under its hood. DJ pushed back and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him into her. The pressure and velocity of his tongue were countered by her lock on his head. Somehow he found enough room between them to fit two fingers in her wet snatch.

“Ohh, fuck! Lennie, yes, yesss! Just like that! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Yesss!”

She pulled his head into her center as hard as she could, locking his face into her, and held on as she started shaking. Her wetness was leaking all over Lennie’s face now. Lennie attacked it like it was his last meal. Her legs wrapped around his head, and her entire body started shaking uncontrollably as she let out a deep moan and then a scream that the entire floor could hear. Maria hadn’t moved from her stool and watched the entire act in astonishment, especially the look on DJ’s face as she came. She leaned over and locked DJ into a torrid kiss. After DJ finally returned to reality, Maria laughed and said, “He’s getting good using that tongue, isn’t he DJ?”

With a long pause to gather her breath, DJ gasped, “Oh fuck yes.” She was sucking in the air as if she had sprinted a long race. “Oh fuck yes,” she repeated with a bit more strength. “Our Pimp Daddy has some serious fucking skills!”

Cindy walked in, observing the activity and smiling. She went to Lennie’s other side and asked, “Having fun?”

“Yeah. Why? This amazing experience--beautiful pussy after beautiful pussy I mean. Not that I’m complaining.” His wet face managed a pussy-eating grin.

“Lennie, we all decided you need to appreciate your situation more than you have so far. You have seven girlfriends that live with you. Seven sexy, successful whores that would do anything for you. Any normal girlfriend would never do this for you, passing you around and sharing you like this. But your girls know how to please a man, and you are going to get those benefits. You’re our Pimp-Daddy, baby. We all love you and want to do things for you that no man ever gets. You’re living with experts on how to please another human being. There is nobody who deserves us, our skills, and our devotion more than you, baby. You haven’t experienced a lot of pussy in your life, so we are going to start making up for that today.” Cindy sat down at the island to watch while DJ dished her up some eggs and toast and poured her coffee, her apron back on her beautiful young body.

Lennie smiled again. Dining on pussy before, during, and after breakfast, how could anyone ever understand what he just experienced? He had been devouring pussy--three delicious ones that all tasted different--for over an hour now. And to top that, he was hand-fed a wonderful breakfast of his favorite foods. “Sated” would be a gigantic understatement.