Chapter 95: Using the Busty Hot Wife & the Naughty Dyke

Tony Carter – Day One Hundred and Sixty-Two
I loved coming to Demon Tats. I had Mrs. Taylor, the woman running the Christian wife cruise coming up at Spring Break. Lilith was working on her. I smiled as Mrs. Taylor squirmed, getting her nipples and clit pierced.

And she was also getting a tattoo that read, “Ladies Eat My MILF Pussy” with an arrow pointed at said pussy. She was married, so I loved giving her this lesbian command. Every day, she would find a new woman to go down on her.

And she would go down on the woman.

With me were Bitch and Mrs. Tlaib. My two sex slaves for this excursion. I had picked Mrs. Taylor up from the airport—she had flown out from Orlando this morning—and brought her straight here. I loved watching Lilith do her work. The tattooed beauty was a living work of art.

Covered in tats, including ones around her nipples that made it look like she had heart-shaped areolas. Such a kinky thing. She was just finishing her work with the tattoo. She was adding the spray that promoted healing.

It meant piercings and tats didn’t take time to heal, and I could have fun with them right away. A breakthrough in technology or something. Otherwise, I couldn’t play with Mrs. Taylor’s nipple rings for six weeks.

And she would have to be careful having vaginal sex for the same amount of time.

“Stand before the mirror,” I said.

Mrs. Taylor said, “Yes, Tony!”

I loved her enthusiasm. She rose from the chair and moved to the mirror. Her heavy breasts bobbed and swayed as she moved. Her brown hair framed her mature and lovely face. She shuddered as she stared at the gold rings threaded through her nipples.

“My clit...” she whispered, noticing the gold ring threaded through that sensitive bud. The jewelry nestled between her thick pussy lips, juices dripping down her thighs. Then her finger ran over her tattoo. “Oh, my, you are using. Thank you, Tony! I love it. I’m sure my husband will, too.”

“And the women that you’ll fuck once a day,” I said.

“Them, too,” the Christian wife said, so eager to do naughty things. I could not wait for this cruise. She turned to me. “Thank you, Tony! Thank you for picking me! Using me!”

I smiled and cupped her breasts. I had used her from across the country, the longest distance I had ever commanded a woman. There didn’t seem to be a limit. She had obeyed my orders and had sex with a stewardess on the flight out, proving that my reach was far and wide.

I squeezed her tits and ducked my head down. I engulfed her pierced nipple. She gasped as I did that. It was so wonderful to suckle on her nub. She trembled there as I loved her. My tongue fluttered against her piercing.

“Oh, oh, Tony!” she moaned. “Please, please, that’s so good!”

It was wonderful to suckle on her nipple. I nursed on her with hunger. She gasped, her fingers sliding through my hair. I nursed on her with passion, loving every second of this. My tongue fluttered around her nub.

After one more suckle, I popped my mouth off that nipple and engulfed the other pierced nub. She squealed, her fingers sliding through my hair. I played with the ring, batting it up and down. She shuddered, her fingers sliding through my hair.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she whimpered. “Tony!”

It was a delight to do this.

“You’re making me so wet!” she continued. “Oh, oh, wow, that’s just making me so juicy down there!”

I did love hearing that. I suckled hard on her nipple for one more moment. My dick ached. Lilith, Bitch, and Mrs. Tlaib watched us. I loved their attention on us as I loved that nipple. I suckled hard one more time.

She squealed in delight.

I dropped to my knees before her, gripping her hips. I loved that tattoo and the arrow. Her married twat dripped with juices. The tart aroma of her cunt filled my nose. I buried into her thick pussy lips. I licked at her.

She gasped as I did that. My tongue stroked through her hot flesh. I lapped at her with all that I had. She trembled as my tongue fluttered through her pussy lips. She tossed her head as I loved her. She trembled there.

It was just such a beautiful thing to feast on her like this. I licked at her with all that I had. It was such a wonderful moment. She groaned as my tongue fluttered through her pussy lips to her clit ring. I batted it.

“Tony!” she squealed.

“Mmm, yes, yes, devour her, Master,” Bitch said.

“Make that slut drown you,” Mrs. Tlaib said.

“She’s delicious,” cooed Lilith. She must have snuck a lick while piercing her.

I plunged my tongue into Mrs. Taylor’s pussy. I stirred around in her. It was such fun to do that to her. She groaned as I fluttered about in her. It was a glorious moment. I licked at her with all that I had. I stirred her up.

She moaned so beautifully, her boobs bouncing above my head. Her nipple rings gleamed in the light. I watched them as I danced my tongue around in her cunt. Her married depths soaked me in her tart passion. I loved being in her cunt. I wanted to fuck her again.

I was sending her back to her husband, pierced and tattooed, proof that I used her. Controlled her.

“Tony!” she whimpered, my tongue swirling around in her snatch. “Oh, oh, that’s good!”

I loved the tart flavor of her cunt. I stroked around in her snatch. She whimpered, grinding those thick pussy lips on my mouth. Her cream dripped down my chin. Her boobs bounced, nipple rings flashing. God, I loved watching a woman’s tits moving as I feasted on her pussy.

Breasts were the greatest things ever created.

I flicked my tongue through her folds, aching to make her cum. I found her pierced clit and tongued it. She gasped in delight as I did that. I batted the ring up and down. It was just a wonderful treat. She shuddered, her boobs bouncing above my head.

“Oh, oh, Tony!” she moaned as I brought her closer to cumming. “Use my pussy!”

I smiled and flicked her clit ring.

She gasped as it twisted through her sensitive bud. I played with that piercing and stroked her clit at the same time. She shuddered, grinding her cunt across my lips. I fluttered against that ring, batting it up and down her.

Mrs. Taylor’s moans grew louder. Her boobs trembled as she built toward her orgasm. I was giving her this pleasure. She shuddered as I did that. She tossed her head, her boobs swaying back and forth. It was such a lush sight.

“Tony!” she squealed. “Thank you!”

Her pussy cream gushed out.

“For using me!”

I drowned in her tart delight. I licked at her snatch as she groaned. Her boobs swayed back and forth. They bounced so deliciously as she shuddered through her pleasure. I enjoyed making her cum. In owning her pussy and mastering it.

Women needed a man to own them. To use them. To treat them like sluts. My dick ached with the need to fuck her whorish cunt. To slam into her married pussy and fill her with my seed. I wanted to flood her womb and breed the slut.

“Get on your knees and bury your face in Lilith’s cunt, Mrs. Taylor,” I commanded. “I want to use you two. She needs her reward for tattooing and piercing you.”

“Yes, I do,” Lilith purred. “I love it when you bring married women to my shop, Tony.”

I winked at her as Mrs. Taylor pulled from me and sank onto her knees. She gripped Lilith’s hips and buried her face into that cunt with such gusto. Lilith gasped, her tattooed breasts bouncing as she threw back her head.

“You married, pussy-eating slut!” gasped Lilith.

“Mmm, I love being used to eat pussy,” whimpered Mrs. Taylor.

I smiled at her words as I sank down behind her. I slapped my cock down on her rump. I smacked from cheek to cheek before I nuzzled my dick into her bald cuntlips. She moaned into Lilith’s snatch as I worked the tip of my rod up and down her slit.

I brushed her pierced clit.

“Please, please, use my pussy, Tony!” Mrs. Taylor gasped.

I thrust into her cunt, savoring her married depths engulfing me. She felt perfect around my cock. It was a beautiful thing to sink into her snatch. She groaned as I bottomed out in her cunt. My balls slapped into her pierced clit.

She moaned, her passion muffled by Lilith’s pussy. The tattoo artist beamed at me as she ground her cunt on Mrs. Taylor’s mouth. That married twat gripped my dick. I drew back my cock, savoring that massaging grip. I pulled back and back before thrusting back into those wonderful depths.

“Yes!” I growled, using Mrs. Taylor’s cunt. “That’s fucking great. Yes, yes, take it!”

I fucked her hard and fast. I pounded her cunt with all that I had. I loved burying into her snatch with hard strokes. I pumped away at her with all that I had. It was just a delicious moment. She whimpered as I fucked her with hard strokes.

I plowed into her with all that I had. It was so good to fuck her with so much passion. I buried into her with all that I had. I pounded her deep and hard. She gasped as I fucked into her with passion while she feasted on Lilith’s cunt.

Every thrust into Mrs. Taylor’s pussy built the pressure at the tip of my dick. I pounded her with all that I had. I wanted to make her cum. I craved to have all that pleasure bursting out of me. I hammered her cunt, eager to fill her married depths.

“Pound her, Master!” Bitch cheered. “Fuck that married twat!”

“Mmm, you’re loving being used by my Master, aren’t you, slut,” Mrs. Taylor moaned.

“I am so joyful!” squealed Mrs. Taylor, her cunt gripping my dick. “Oh, oh, I am so thankful! So grateful. I’m being used!”

“Yes!” Lilith moaned. “Oh, oh, lick to my clit. Make me cum, slut! I want to drown you!”

Mrs. Taylor moaned, clamping her cunt down on my dick. I fucked her pussy with hard strokes, reveling in the heat of her pussy massaging my dick. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. Closer and closer to erupting into her cunt.

I wanted that so badly. I was going to have a huge cum. Just fill her cunt with all the spunk that I had. She massaged my dick with that hot flesh. She wiggled her hips back and forth, stirring her cunt around my dick.