Chapter 3

The next two days were pretty hot times, especially for Lisa, who took full advantage of our order to get her off orally. As for me, I was in a constant state of full bore sexual horniness, as we neared the day of our first meeting with Larry. Lisa kept me in my cock cage as much as possible especially since it was becoming harder and harder to keep from taking matters into my own hands, as it were. On the second day, we replied to Larry's e-mail agreeing to the contract. We felt it was well thought out and thorough.

On the morning of our first meeting, we would be meeting that afternoon, we received another e-mail. In it, Larry told me to lick Lisa as close to orgasm as possible without her cumming. She was not allowed to cum, and I was to keep doing it once an hour (fortunately I had the day off).

Finally, the time arrived for us to drive to his house. It seemed like an eternity waiting for the time to go by, particularly for Lisa, as I got some small satisfaction that she was getting a taste of my medicine these last few days. I dressed her in a tight fitting short blue polka dot dress, her highest heels, and stockings with garters. She looked ravishing, and I knew it would make a good impression, as did she. On the drive over, I could see her hiking her dress up a little, so I could see the bubbling volcano of juices that her pussy had become. Even to this day, I wonder how I made the drive without crashing into something.

We finally made it to the front of his house, and I turned off the motor.

"Well", I said, "here we are. Last chance to back out", I added with a smile and a wink.

"Yeah, right", she said, "We both are looking forward to this, and I can't wait any longer. Let's go in."

We walked up to his house and knocked on the door. He opened the door and let us in. He motioned me towards a chair, and I started towards it.

He stopped me by saying, "No, don't sit there, that's where your clothes go."

With a flash of embarrassment, remembering one of his rules, I started getting undressed.

He remarked to my wife, "My, my, slave really wants you to get fucked today. You look great, slut."

Now it was Lisa's turn to blush as she thanked him, and kissed him deeply. Meanwhile, I stood there, not quite knowing what to do, and, seeing this, Larry broke off the kiss, and pulled away from Lisa.

"That's quite alright, slave", he said, "I'm sure we're all a little nervous. Go out into the kitchen and fetch us all some drinks. I'll have some wine, in fact, we all will."

I went out into the kitchen to fix the drinks and brought them back out. When I came back out, Larry and Lisa were sitting on the couch. She was sitting on his lap, and the straps of her dress were off. Larry was moving his hands over her breasts and nipples, and her eyes were glazed over. Seeing me, Larry reached out his hand, and I handed him a glass of wine. I then handed another glass to Lisa, and found a chair to sit in, to sip my wine.

We sat in an awkward silence for a moment, until Larry said, "Well, folks, I'm glad you agreed to our contract. I know it might be surprising to see something like that coming from someone younger than you both, but I'm wise beyond my years", he added with a chuckle. "Anyway, its always a nervous time during a first sexual meeting, but I know we'll all have fun.", he concluded.

I said, "Sir Larry, I agree with you. It is nerve wracking the first time, but I think we'll have fun as well."

"How about you, slut Lisa", Larry asked.

"I can't wait, myself", she said.

We chatted a little, taking the edge off, and we were all feeling comfortable. I have to admit it, he was good, and seemed to know what he was doing, and he was wise beyond his years.

We finished the drinks, and Larry told us, "Alright, slut, I want you to stand up. Slave, I want you to take slut's dress off. Present her to me. Leave her heels and stockings on for now."

I stood up, and with her facing him, I unzipped her dress, pulling the tight fitting dress down her flanks and onto the floor. He had a look of lust, as he gazed upon my fully naked wife for the first time. They walked towards each other, and melted in a molting kiss. He was moving his hands around and down her body as they did this. He reached under her pubic mound, and I could just make out his finger probing into her. "Wow, you are melting inside", he remarked. He broke the kiss, and then, taking her by the hand, started walking toward the bedroom.

He said over his shoulder to me, "Follow us, slave. I'm sure you don't want to miss this."

I followed them back into the bedroom.

We got to his bedroom, which was modest but impressive at the same time. He had a king sized bed, and I noticed various eye bolts in the room, not to mention a toy bag. I say toy bag only because it was partially open revealing some of its contents. Very interesting indeed.

He turned Lisa towards me and stood behind her. He had a nipple in each hand, and was slowly twisting and tweaking both of them, while she just moaned with the contact.

He broke the silence by saying, "Alright, slave. We're going to start out slowly today. You can sit in that chair in the corner there. You should get a good view. You cannot touch yourself, and if I want you to have contact with either of us, I will tell you. Now, slut, I want you to turn around, get on your knees and undress me."

I moved towards the chair, my cock already at full steel pipe strength. I sat down, and watched as my wife undressed her new lover and Master.

She tried ripping into his clothes when he said, "No, no fuck toy. You'll see all of me soon enough. I want you to go slow. Put on a nice show for your hubby. I KNOW he'll appreciate it."

She then went slowly, which, by her body motions, was taking all of her willpower. She unbuttoned his shirt, taking it off, then took off his shoes and socks. She undid his belt, unbuttoning and taking his pants down, leaving only his underwear on.

"Alright, here's a test for you. I want to see if you can take down my underwear using only your mouth", he commanded.

We both moaned at this, knowing how that looks for a woman to do, and how hot it is for her to do it, and Lisa didn't disappoint. Since he was about the same height as me, I knew she wouldn't have many problems, as she worked her upper lip and top teeth into turning over the band of his underwear. Once that was done, she was able to get her teeth on the band and pull them down. His hard cock slapped her face briefly, as it was freed from its cotton prison. His cock was about the same size as mine, but a little thicker. He stepped out of both his pulled down pants and underwear, and with just a gentle nudge to the back of her head, she immediately took him into her mouth.

He looked over at me and said, "She has a hot mouth, slave. I'll bet you love her blowjobs, slave."

I could only weakly nod, as I was transfixed on her bobbing head. He turned them both slightly, so I could see her slurping on the head of his cock, licking the underside of his cock, then taking him into her mouth.

He was moaning a little, as he said, "Play with yourself, slut, but don't you dare cum."

She audibly moaned as she put her hand on her pussy, stroking herself. The vibrations of her moaning on his cock, I knew from experience, is fantastic, and he seemed to respond the same way I did, picking up his in and out motions.

He told her softly, "Go slow, fuck toy, we have all afternoon."

He then seemed to gather his thoughts, and told me, "I want you to go back out into the kitchen and get us all another glass of wine, and 3 bottles of water. We'll probably need it before we're through."

I reluctantly got up and went out getting the wine and water. When I came back in, he told me where to set everything (I used a tray), and I noticed he was now sitting on the edge of the bed, while my wife was riding on the edge of orgasm while she continued to work her hot mouth on his cock.

He finally pulled her away, and told her to lay down on the bed.

He said, "Slave, you may have to do what she just did to me in the future, so I hope you were watching carefully. As for you, fuck toy, I want you to grab your ankles and pull your legs back as far as you can."

She did this, as he remarked to me with a smirk on his face, "Damn she looks hot doesn't she. I'll bet your dying for some pussy right about now. Take a good look before I fill her up."

As I did, I noticed her obscene position: On her back, with her ankles spread widely on the bed. Her pussy was already gaping and glistening with juices. He then got between her legs and positioned himself. With one push, he buried himself balls deep into her. When he did this, my wife gasped, with a little tinge of pain. With the way he went in, I'm sure he got a little of her cervix in the process.

He started slowly, pulling almost all the way out of her before plunging all the way back in. I could see her inner labia lips gripping his cock as he did this, and she was moaning louder now, in complete ecstasy. I could see his balls slapping on her ass with each down stroke (he had indeed positioned the chair I was sitting in well), and then her walls clenching him with each up stroke.

He worked up to a faster pace, and we could all hear the squishing sounds of her well lubricated pussy as he dove in and out of her. Her moans were picking up in intensity now.

He said, "You're free to cum as much as you want, my slut. I want you to be vocal, though. Tell you husband how good it feels, because I know you feel great inside."

She started stuttering a little, then said, "Oh Gawd, you feel so good inside me. I'm so hot! I haven't felt... UUNNGGH... this... AAAHHHH... good in a... a... OOOHH long time! Oh, I'm cumming, I'm CUMMING! Here it goes, HERE IT GOES! AAAHHHHH!"