I woke up slowly, blinked the sleepiness out of my eyes, and stared at the ceiling above the massive bed I was lying in. We had moved in there, sometime after our marathon session with Jack. After a moment, I realized something was amiss; I wasn't feeling the exquisite wetness and warmth of Jack's mouth on my girl, which was standing at half mast.
I slid my hand down my body, and played a little in my dense bush, before stroking my twelve inch cock a few times, bringing her to full hardness. Despite the pleasure this gave me, I stopped, sat against the headboard and reached for the nightstand, knowing I'd find a pack of Divines and a lighter.
I slowly slid the cigarette out of the pack, and gently placed it between my lips. I flicked the lighter on and touched the tip of the Dvine to the flame. My cheeks hollowed as I took a mammoth drag of the pleasure giving cigarette, inhaling as deeply as I possibly could. I let the drag slowly drift from my nose as I brought the cigarette to my lips for another cheek hollowing drag. I held the second drag for a moment, and actually moaned in pleasure as the chemicals in the creamy smoke worked their way into my blood.
After a couple more drags, I got out of bed, and made my way to the en suite and regarded myself in the mirror for a moment. I was a mess. I took a drag on the cigarette, before carefully placing it on the edge of the sink. I reached for a cloth, and cleaned my face thoroughly. Once that was done, I reached for the cigarette, and let it dangle as I ran my fingers through my auburn hair to make it a little more presentable.
I took a drag on the Divine and exhaled onto the mirror, loving how I disappeared when the massive cloud dispersed on the glass. I smiled in satisfaction, knowing I was ready for whatever the day threw my way. I double pumped the cigarette as I made my way to the nightstand, and crushed it out in the ashtray.
I grabbed a long satin robe and threw it on, not bothering with the sash. This is how I normally dress when I'm at home; my beautiful girl swinging free between my long, powerful legs. I like my cock free, and it has the added bonus of my submissive having instant access to it whenever the need comes over us, which is almost constantly.
I was a few steps away from the kitchen, when I began hearing noises I had honestly been fully expecting once I learned my two lovers were out of bed. Moaning, groaning and the occasional gag and slurping, followed by heaving breaths. Now, the noises themselves were not a surprise, but what Sherri was saying caught me by surprise, so I stopped just outside the entrance.
"That's it, darling," I heard her say. "Take mommy's eleven inch cock all the way down. Mmmm, you're doing so well, my sweet boy!"
I raised a brow. 'Mommy'? That was new. Sherri was a lot kinkier than I was, (and I emphasize was), but this was something I had never even heard her mention, and we speak about anything. Especially sexual fantasies and desires. I had never thought about something like that, and was surprised at how much this turned me on.
I peeked into the kitchen, and the scene that greeted me was incredibly erotic. I went completely hard. Sherri was buck naked. She was standing by the island in the kitchen, facing the entryway, her eyes closed and head leaned back in utter ecstasy. Jack was on his knees in front of her, obviously giving her head, which would explain Sherri's delight. Jack's mouth is an absolute marvel. He was slowly stroking her meaty thighs up and down, and grabbing her ass for good measure.
I did notice his movements were becoming slower and sluggish, and it was only then I saw Sherri's long fingers at the base of Jack's skull, holding him in place. I grinned, knowing how much she loved breath play. I wasn't worried; Sherri knows exactly what she's doing, and she always makes sure her partner is a willing participant. Of course, Jack loves making us feel good, and he's always willing to explore new things.
Opening her eyes, Sherri looked straight at me, and winked. She released Jack, who quickly pulled his head off Sherri's cock, and had to grab a hold of his mistress' ass to keep from falling. She ran a hand through Jack's hair affectionately, and smiled at him as he stared adoringly up at her, his breath coming in laboured gasps. Sherri's cock was throbbing, and leaking copious amounts of precum. She grabbed it with her free hand, and began rubbing it all over his face.
Sherri's fingers eventually found themselves back at the base of Jack's skull. "Again, sweetheart? Mommy loves this, and you're making her so happy, darling."
"I would like nothing more, Mommy," Jack responded, his voice raspy.
"Good boy," Sherri gushed and fed him her cock again, allowing Jack to control the tempo as he regained his breath.
She looked at me again, and raised her free hand in a 'come hither' motion, and I smiled at her, making my way slowly towards them, as Sherri began applying a little more pressure to Jack. She stared at me as she worked her cock into our sub's gullet and when I reached them, I put my hand on Jack's head with the barest of weight. Jack's eyes shot over to me, but he relaxed instantly as he saw who it was.
Sherri leaned over to me, and gave me a toe curling kiss. "Good morning, my love," she moaned into the kiss. "So nice of you to join us."
I broke the kiss, and made my way behind her, grabbing her large, gravity defying breasts. "I see you're as kinky as ever, Mommy" I said, tweaked her nipples, and began nibbling on her neck and traced wet kisses on her shoulder. "Ease up a bit, love. Let our boy catch his breath."
Sherri complied, and Jack moved his head up, but kept her head in his mouth as he laboured for breath. Knowing my girlfriend was close, I reached down, grabbed his hair, pulling him back onto Sherri's steely rod and Jack allowed himself to be impaled on her again, taking her surprisingly easy, given how fast I went.
I bit Sherri's earlobe and breathed hot air into her ear, followed by a whisper; "Cum, Sister. Cum into my Nephew's throat, and feed him his breakfast. Fill his belly with your creamy, sugary cum!"
With a wanton moan, Sherri came, and we both clutched Jack's head firmly against her groin, his nose firmly planted in her dense bush, his chin against her huge, steaming balls. Wanting Jack to be able to savour his 'Mommy's' offering, I took Sherri's hand in my own, and Jack slowly moved his head back, but he wasn't able to keep up with the massive torrent of cum. Cum began trickling out of the corner of his mouth and his nose, even. Sheesh, Sherri can cum sometimes!
Eventually, she finished cumming and almost fell over from the pleasure. Jack swallowed the rest of the cum, looking up at us with a dazed look that was a strange mix of love, lust and exhaustion. I will never tire of that amazing expression, and the adoration it makes me feel towards our perfect submissive.
I know I should have allowed him to rest, but I was beyond horny at that point, so I grabbed Sherri's cock, milking a full palms worth of cum and spread it liberally onto my raging twelve inch cock. I casually picked Jack up, and planted him onto the counter, before lining my cock up with his hole.
Knowing he still had to be somewhat stretched and sore from our previous romp, I gently, but insistently fed my whole thick cock into him in one slow thrust. Had I not been so absolutely horny at the time, I would have wondered just how it was possible, that Jack was as tight as he'd ever been. His recovery is absurd!
Our eyes met and I swear, my heart missed a beat as I saw, and felt the immense joy and happiness he was obviously feeling over being filled by me, yet again. Our foreheads touched and we just remained still in the moment, each gazing into pools of infinite love that our eyes were at that moment.
"I love you so much," I said and gingerly kissed his lips.
Jack wrapped his arms around my neck and his legs around my ass. "I love you more," he whispered in my ear, rested his head against my shoulders, and urged me with his heals to begin our session. A moment ago, I had been planning on a quick and rough romp to satisfy the urge, but after that exchange, I didn't feel like doing that any more. No, Jack and I were going to have a fun session of kinky lovemaking.
I began moving, slowly working about three inches of my huge cock out of Jack, before gently thrusting in again. A low moan escaped his lips, but otherwise, he remained quiet. I repeated the motion, but slid a little further out that time before going back in. Again, Jack moaned.
"I've missed you so, Nephew," I moaned in his ear, deciding to keep the roleplay going, since he'd obviously liked it. The Aunt vs. the Mother sounded fun. Whose cock did he like more?
"It's been too long since Aunt Ellie has had her cock in your tight ass," I continued, my hips still working in that same slow rhythm, but using more and more of my cock with each passing thrust. "Why is that? I know you're not working this summer, so you should have had the time to visit your old aunt and show her a good time. And I only live two blocks away!"
I felt Jack begin to run his hands up and down my back. "Mommy has been keeping me 'busy' around the house. All day and all night, sometimes."
"Busy, huh," I said. "So I guess you don't need my cock, now that your Mommy has realized how wonderful your ass is."
I slowly withdrew my cock from his ass, until only the head remained inside, threatening to pop outside. He whined in protest as the empty feeling washed over him. "What's the matter, love?"
"I..." Jack began mumbling, and tried to get me to stroke myself into him again with his heels, but I stood firm.
"What is it, Jackie?" I asked in a pouty tone. "Speak up. Auntie doesn't understand."
"I hate feeling empty, Auntie Ellie. Please fill me up!"
I fed him an inch. "I'm not sure you deserve my cock, after leaving me blue balled for so long. You know how your ass is the only one that can milk me properly."
I looked over at Sherri, who was watching it all with a smile, hand on her cock and an unlit Divine in her other hand. "How do I know you won't just ditch me again for your selfish bitch of a Mother, once I've cum into you, and given you what you crave?"
"I won't!" Jack whimpered. "I promise!"
Another inch worked inside him at that. "I'm not sure I believe you," I said, and motioned for Sherri to approach at the opposite side from where Jack was looking. "I may need some kind of confirmation," I went on and wiggled my hips, earning a long moan. God, I love his moans.
"A-anything!" Jack whined, his head still on my shoulder.
"Which cock do you like more?" I asked, and fed him another inch. Eight inches to go.
"You know what to say, darling," Sherri said in a sweet voice, lit up the Divine and inhaled deeply, before exhaling into Jack's face as he turned his head towards her.
"Mommy..." Jack gasped in mock surprise. "I thought you were out of town for the day..."
Sherri put on her haughtiest look, and gazed down her nose at him, while dragging deeply in the cigarette. She exhaled the drag onto us, before leaning in to stare Jack in the eyes. "Did you honestly think I didn't know you were allowing my sister to plough your needy ass, son?
Jack and I played our roles perfectly, and acted like deer caught in the headlights. Unconsciously, I fed Jack a few inches of my hard cock, and he moaned.
"Sister," I began, but Sherri held up a hand.
"It's not the fact you're fucking him that bothers me, sister dear," she said and took a drag. "It's that you went behind my back to do it!" she said and leaned in and gave me a smoke filled kiss. "You know how much I love to watch."
"M-mom!" Jack exclaimed, trying to sound scandalized. It was kind of silly, coming from a guy who had eight inches of girlcock in his ass.
"Be quiet, sweetie," Sherri said gently, and exhaled a deep drag into his face. "I know you're addicted to cock and cum and need almost constant fucking, just to function properly. I'm just glad you didn't feel the need to look outside the family to get your fix when I'm not available."
"Mmmm," I moaned. "You hear that, sweetheart," I said. "Now we don't have to sneak around any more and I absolutely love it when my sister watches me fuck a man," I told my 'nephew'.
Sherri was leaning against the fridge with her cigarette, and motioned for me to keep going. "I hate to rush such a fine fuck, but my son and I have planned an outing in town."
I turned my attention to my lover, and looked firmly into his eyes. "Are you ready for your Aunt to ream you? It may be a little rough..." I had planned to be gentle the whole way through, but... well...
"Anything for you, Auntie," he moaned as I began easing the rest of my cock into him. "You know that."
"I do," I said, lifted him of the table, and carried him over to Sherri, and pretty much slammed him against the wall. Jack wrapped his arms firmly around my neck and his legs around my waist.
Sherri offered me the cigarette, and I took a huge drag, which I exhaled from my nose as I got ready.
"Here we go, darling," I growled and grabbed his ass hard and positioned him as I wanted him.
I pulled out as far I could, and slammed my cock into Jack with force, making him yelp. I did it again, and once more, my sub yelped like a girl. I began building up steam, but felt Sherri grab a hold of Jack's hair, and turn his head around.
"I want your eyes on mine, as you're being fucked by aunt Ellie," Sherri said gently and exhaled the first drag of her freshly lit Divine into his face. "I want to see if the face you make when you cum on her cock is anything like when you cream yourself silly after I've pounded you for an hour."
I felt Jack's hole clench around my girl, and I groaned. "Do that again, Jackie," I moaned. "I love when you hug my cock like that!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
I was furiously hammering away at Jack's ass, using as much of my cock as this position allowed, occasionally taking a drag from Sherri's cig, and she would exhale every drag into our sub's face, further addling his already overloaded mind. I could feel his grip weakening, so I knew I had to finish quickly.
"Please, Auntie!" Jack wailed "Cum in me! Breed me!" he shouted and came, his cum coating our bellies.
I grunted in reply, and felt Sherri exhale a massive drag onto us both. "You hear that, sister?" She asked, her face mere inches from ours, and she offered me the cigarette. "He wants your cum. Needs it. Loves it. Give it to him! Show him how much you love him!"
I took a monstrous drag of the offered Divine, and inhaled down to my toes, as I began unloading into Jack with probably my biggest load, since I came into him that first time. I pumped and pumped into him, and felt his stomach start to expand.
"Look at you go, girl!" Sherri exclaimed with a laugh. "He looks pregnant. Can you imagine how hot he would look in some lace lingerie, walking around with that cum belly?" she asked as I finished cumming and exhaled into the air.
I leaned back, and gazed into Jack's unfocused eyes. He had this loopy smile on his face. "Thank you, Auntie Ellie," he gasped. "I love you. And I love you Mommy. Can we do it all three of us together, next time?"
Sherri leaned in to kiss him, and did the same to me. "Of course, sweet boy. Of course," she said and smiled. "But right now, I'm going to want to shower, and then I want to go down to town. I fancy a walk, and a little bit of shopping, perhaps."
I slid out of Jack, and my cum began running down his legs in a stream and a small pool was beginning to form on the floor. Jack whimpered, assumingly over the loss of my gift. He so loves being full of cum. I turned his face upwards to mine, and gave him a gentle kiss.
"Don't worry, sweetie. Sherri and I will pump so much cum into you tonight, that you'll be fit for bursting," I said, and ran a hand across his slightly bloated stomach. "Won't we?" I asked and looked at our lover.
Sherri stole a glance at the ever growing pool on the floor, and smiled. "Of course, Ellie," she replied warmly. She cupped Jack's cheek and turned his face towards her, exhaling a huge drag of her Divine into his face, before handing me the cigarette. "And once we're done, we'll find a nice, big plug for you, so that you won't waste our cream. How does that sound?"
The almost palpable relief on Jack's face was amazing. "It sounds blissful. I always want to cry when my mistresses cum into me, and I can't keep it in," Jack said, his voice mournful.
Sherri growled, and attacked his mouth with her own, thoroughly exploring his tonsils, I imagine. "It's just so hot, how much you love our cum!" she said once she had pulled back from the kiss. She turned to me, for a drag of the cigarette. "We really are the luckiest pair of bitches on the Continent, Ellie," she pointed out once she' exhaled her lungful of Divine smoke into Jack's adoring face.
"I know, Sherri," I replied and affectionately ran a hand through Jack's hair. "But weren't we going into town?"
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It was early afternoon when the three of us stepped out of the cab that had brought us to town. It was a lovely, warm day. Sherri and I had opted to wear a pair of white kaftans with golden embroidery on the wide sleeves, and the deep v neck that did some very interesting things to our cleavages. And in between our breasts, rested an amber crystal that was fastened with a thin silver chain. The outfit nearly reached our ankles, and drew the attention to our black, three inch toe less sandals, and red painted nails.
Sherri and I love wearing such loose dresses, because it allows us to keep our girls free, and should Jack want a helping of cum, there is easy access. Of course, a sun hat and a pair of high end sunglasses were a must. And to top it off, we each had on one shoulder a small purse, just big enough for some cash, a pack of Divines and a lighter.
Jack himself had chosen a pair of khakis, a light blue shirt, of which he had rolled up the sleeves and a pair of wicker loafers, and aviator shades. While we two mistresses love it when Jack wears things that accentuate the more feminine qualities of his slim body, the outfit was decidedly masculine, and it made me incredibly horny to see him in it, and I knew Sherri was feeling the same, if the way she stared at him over the rim of her sunglasses was any indication.
Sherri and I decided we wanted to take a little stroll around the old part of town, before we went shopping, but that meant cutting through the busy shopping district. That was the first time I felt possessive of Jack, because other women were looking at him. I mean, he is drop dead gorgeous, but the looks some of those cunts were giving him, had me grinding my teeth.
Clearly, Sherri was feeling the same, because she was growling like a lioness. She latched onto his arm, and pulled him to her. I watched Jack turn his head, and stare at Sherri.
"That's right, you bitches. He's ours!" she hissed low in her throat, only for Jack and me to hear.
"That's right," I hissed silently from Jack's other side, and l grabbed his ass cheek and squeezed hard.
We had walked like that for a bit, when I felt Jack gently and subtly squeeze my cock over the fabric of my kaftan. "You don't have to worry about them, Mistress Ellie," he said softly. "And neither do you, Mistress Sherri," he went on, lightly brushing his fingers along her cock, as well. "I know to whom I belong. Mind, body and soul."
My heart missed a beat, and shared a glance with Sherri over the top of Jack's head. I felt a surge of excitement jolt my cock, but I ruthlessly fought it down. Not here. "Oh, my sweet boy," I murmured into his ear. "You do know how to talk to a lady. As a reward, Sherri and I will fuck you like never before," I finished with a breath of hot air into his ear.
"Oh, yes," Sherri whispered from the other side, and nibbled Jack's earlobe. "The things we will do to you... They will make what we did last night seem like a training run."
I felt Jack shiver in anticipation. "I would like that."
Sherri groaned deeply in her throat. "Of course you would, my dear, sweet cockslut. Mommy will give you all the cock you want," she whispered.
By that time, I was fighting a real battle against my cock, trying not to make a huge, obscene tent in my outfit. But at the same time, I was loving the idea that we might be taking it up a notch. I had a feeling we would be visiting Sherri's cellar this evening. I almost snorted. A cellar... It was an actual dungeon. It added to the excitement that Jack hadn't seen it, yet.
As we made our way through the Old Town, I listened to Sherri point out several things she felt Jack might be interested in learning more about, but discovered to her delight, that our sub had researched Ragnar's Rest thoroughly before we came here, and their discussion was lively and fun. I smiled. I know I've said this many times before, but just what have I done to deserve such happiness?
Anyway, we came to a small observation area in the upper part of Old Town. We made our way to the platform, and the view was incredible as always. I love this part of the island. Not that many people come here, and it's something I was glad to share with Jack.
"It's beautiful," Jack said and gazed over the clay rooftops of the village, and the azure blue ocean, which is completely free of pollution. Diving there is amazing.
I leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. "It really is, my love."
"We'll retire out here, once we've had enough of wasting our time working," Sherri said, and thrust her tongue into Jack's mouth for a wet wrestling match. Jack lost.
"But the view isn't the only reason you wanted to come here, babe," Sherri observed, and let Jack go, so that he could catch his breath. I was really glad we were the only ones on the platform at that moment!
I grinned. How well she knew me! There's another reason why I love that place of the island; a small boutique a little ways off that sells certain things that are illegal back home. Namely, Divine cigars. They are amazing! I love my 140's but... The mere thought of a long, thick and tasty Divine Indulgence in my mouth is almost euphoric.
And they're strong! There's only one thing that can make Sherri and me high, and it's those incredible cigars. And of course, we were both extremely excited to meet a certain person whom we hadn't met for way too long. My cock twitched again, just thinking about her.
"I would really like to get my hands on a case of cigars," I said, and smiled at Jack, at his involuntary gasp.
"C-cigars?" he asked, and looked at us, wide eyed. Oh, he was so precious!
"Yes, darling," Sherri said with a grin, and slid her shades down her nose a bit. "Think about how amazing it will be."
"Mmmmm," I moaned. "Us mistresses reclining in our sun loungers, enjoying a nice, relaxing cigar, while you indulge in our cocks. You know the best part of those cigars?"
"N-no..." Jack mumbled, obviously overwhelmed by the idea.
"They go straight to our cocks, my slut," Sherri informed Jack. "You think we've been hard before? Just wait 'til we've taken a deep puff or two. We go hard as steel, and we stay that way for hours."
"And we'll be inside you the whole time," I added, and ran my hand across his delectable ass. "And the cum!"
"Oh, yes," Sherri confirmed. "It'll be never ending! And we're about to meet the owner. You'll like her, Jack. No, you'll love her."
We made our way towards the small shop, Jack walking between us in a sort of daze. I couldn't blame him. After all, we were setting him up for what would most likely be a full day of non stop sexual bliss. We entered the shop, and Delia, the woman who had worked the store's counter since it opened years ago, smiled when she recognized us.
I guess now is a good time for me to divulge another secret. She has allowed me to, after all. Delia... is like us. She has a cock, but was born with an otherwise completely feminine build.
She's a seven foot, somewhat muscular, dark skinned half-orc beauty, about twenty years older than Sherri and me. She usually wears her hair in a bunch of small braids, which have been braided into one big braid, that still reaches her butt. Makes me wonder just how long her lovely hair actually is. When we met her that time, she had died it a metallic blue, and I have to admit, it fit her dark skin perfectly.
I can see you're connecting the dots. Yes, she is indeed a part of our 'gang'. Oh, you thought it was only the three of us? Well, you've been misinformed, then. We first met Delia about a decade earlier, when I went with Sherri to check out the island when she had decided she wanted a vacation home...
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I remember the first time we met Delia as if it had only happened yesterday. We had just taken a look at the old governor's mansion and had told the estate agent she needed to 'think it over'. I grinned a sly smile at Sherri behind the agent's head. She had already decided to get the house, and was simply doing this to mess with the salesman.
We took a cab into town and as proper tourists, we took a walk in Old Town. We wandered through the few streets, until we found a sign, pointing us up to a platform on top of this cliff, or a hill. We travelled up there, and found an amazing view of the town, as well as the pristine waters surrounding the island.
"Well, aren't you a pair of flowers!" came a woman's voice from behind us. There was the barest hint of 'island accent' in her lovely voice, which was slightly deep and naturally husky.
Sherri and me turned around to find a half orc woman leaning against the doorway of a small boutique. My breath caught in my throat, and I heard Sherri suck an a barely audible breath of her own. She was beautiful. No, wait, that does her no justice. She looked like a goddess. Putting any age on her was difficult, but I decided she had to be quite a bit older than Sherri and me.
"Why don't you come inside for a chat, and I can show you my wares," she said, gently pushed herself from the doorway, and flashed her pearly whites. I very nearly swooned.
"Unless of course you don't like tobacco. Then I daresay you won't like my little shop," she said with a grin, and turned into the door.
We didn't move at first, and just stared at her form. She turned her head and smiled again. "Come on, darlings," she said in that husky voice and slightly nicked her head.
Shaking our heads at each other, we hurried after her. The store was fairly small, and kind of cute. The old wooden counter was straight across from the door, and the pleasant lighting fit the brownish theme of everything very well. There were shelves fastened to the wall of a corridor that angled to the left, and I saw they were full of cigarettes and cigars.
All of which were labelled 'Divine'. I glanced at Sherri, and she was grinning like a child in a toy store. I couldn't blame her, since I was feeling pretty much the same. I love my Divines, but I loved the idea of that company making more stuff, stuff that might perhaps even make me feel more pleasure than my regular brand.
"Welcome to my store, girls," came the woman's sexy voice. "My name is Delia, and this is my store, Delia's. As you can see, I specialize in products from Divine. Their stuff is the best. And I can tell from your looks that you know exactly what I'm talking about," she finished with a little laugh.
I felt myself blushing. Blushing! At almost thirty years old. "Well, we do enjoy their cigarettes, Delia. They make us feel great."
"Mhmm," Sherri agreed, and let her eyes wander the shelves.
Delia smiled. "They are fantastic, that's for certain," she said and approached us. "But seeing as you're from the mainland, I'm fairly certain you've never tried their more... indulgent products." She moved to a shelf, and extracted a pair of thin cigars from it. "I think you'll really enjoy these, girls. In fact, it's almost my lunch break and I think I'd like to spend it with you two, smoking a nice cigar out in the sun."
She reached into the shelf, grabbing a cigar of her own. "You don't mind, do you, darlings?" she asked, and we human girls firmly shook our heads. "Excellent," Delia said, and gave us yet another pearly white smile. "Follow me."
Delia flipped the 'closed' sign and closed the door, after grabbing an ornate cigar cutter from the counter. Sherri and I followed her to a nearby grove that conveniently had a bench, and an ashtray. Delia sat down, and motioned for us to do the same. She unwrapped the three cigars and using the cutter, she cut a tiny piece of the end, before handing them to us.
She flicked a custom Zippo and brought the flame to me. "Here you go, darling," she said in that lovely voice of hers. "Puff gently and rotate the cigar."
I did as she said, and soon, the cigar was properly lit. "Enjoy," she said, her radiant smile almost making me blush. Again. I took a large puff of the cigar and inhaled very deeply, loving the taste, which was somewhat familiar. A very pleasurable feeling came over me as I slowly exhaled, and I was kind of reminded of the first time Sherri had made me inhale a Divine.
"Lovely, isn't it?" Delia asked as she watched Sherri take a massive drag on the cigar, and a slow, lazy smile formed on Sherri's face as she exhaled.
"It's amazing!" Sherri gushed.
"It really is," Delia agreed, before she took several puffs, without exhaling. She eventually stopped, and I swear, it was an age, before she had expelled all the smoke from her lungs. Once she had done that, she got comfortable, and looked us girls in the eyes. "I work closely with Sasha, the owner of Divine, but these are my own blend. Now, tell me about yourselves, my girls," she asked in that amazing voice of her.
We didn't realize it at the time, but the combined effect of the cigars and Delia's erotic voice made us very talkative to this stranger, and we spent the next hour talking and smoking with Delia, who asked questions about almost everything, while telling us very little about herself. She was very good at leading the conversation to where she wanted it.
After the hour was done, Delia rose from the bench and stretched lazily, giving us a fantastic view of her amazing body. "I would love if you two girls came to my apartment tonight. I had a great time with you and I do have some more cigars I'd love you to try." She made her way to the edge of the grove, before turning her head to us. "I'll expect you at seven. I don't think I mentioned it before, but I like the colour green..." And with that seemingly innocent remark, she left.
Sherri and I watched her go, and I felt giddy with excitement, knowing we'd see her again soon. I looked at Sherri who was deep in thought. Then a smile found its way onto her face. "I need to go shopping!"
I smiled as well. I knew Sherri didn't have any green outfits back at the hotel, and neither did I...
And that evening was purely magical. The cigars Delia shared with us were amazing, and made us feel really good. And when Delia invited us to stop by for the remaining nights, we didn't think twice. It was the last night of that trip when we discovered she is like us. It had been a night of almost non stop flirting, and eventually, we ended up kissing wantonly on her sofa. Sherri and I sat on either side of Delia, and took turns wrestling with her tongue.
I'm not ashamed to admit that us human girls usually lost. Anyway, while I kissed Delia and played with the breast closest to me, Sherri would kiss and suckle on Delia's neck, and have her fun with the other breast. It was during one of my turns on Delia's neck, that I discovered her secret. She was wearing a lovely robe with some kind of floral patterns, and it was held together in the middle with a sash, tied in front. I worked the sash, and pulled the robe all the way apart, and Delia spread her legs as the robe fell away. What was revealed had me staring.
A cock. A long, thick, uncircumcised monster lay between her toned thighs, pulsing and leaking, waiting to be worshipped. Sherri let Delia's nipple pop out of her mouth. She was also caught completely by surprise, and she was staring at the python in a way similar to me. Our eyes met, and we didn't know what to say, which was a first. We never get tongue tied. Ever.
Strong, but gentle fingers ran through my hair, cupped the back of my head, and brought me in for an amazing kiss. She did the same to Sherri, and once that was done, she pushed the coffee table as far away as she could with her leg, and pointed to the floor.
"Ellie. Stand before me and strip, my lovely girl," she said, her husky voice incredibly sensual. "Sherri, go fetch me the biggest cigar in my humidor. It's time for a proper one."
We girls felt the power dynamic shift completely, and felt a strange compulsion to do as we were told. While Sherri went to grab the cigar, I took my position before Delia, and began undoing the buttons of my button down sundress.
Delia reached for a remote and at the push of a button, the sound of sexy and sensual jazz began floating about the apartment. "Slowly. Make me want you."
Sherri returned with the biggest cigar Delia had shown us, thus far. It wasn't massive or anything like that, but it was long and thick, yet strangely elegant at the same time. Sherry knelt on the sofa next to Delia and the pair of them set about lighting the cigar. I stood and watched in fascination as Sherri lit a long match and brought the flame to the tip of the cigar, which the half-orc beauty would slowly rotate, while puffing gently.
"Did I tell you to stop, Ellie?" she asked and gave me a stern look, between one of the puffs.
Feeling unreasonably ashamed for presuming to not do as I was told, I began moving as sensually as I could, my hips swinging, my braless breasts jiggling as I popped the buttons one by one. The pair on the sofa seemed to have managed to light the amazing looking cigar, and Delia thanked Sherri with a gentle kiss. I was insanely jealous. I had finally managed the last button and let the dress fall, revealing my bountiful breasts, big cock and all. Delia's eyes roamed over me in appreciation. I did note she wasn't surprised to see my large cock.
"Mmmmm, good girl," she moaned into Sherri's ear. "Isn't she lovely?" she asked Sherri, who could only nod, as Delia stroked her thigh. "Answer me!" Delia said in that same stern voice she had used with me.
"Y-yes, Delia," Sherri said quietly, clearly ashamed. "She's amazing."
"She is," Delia agreed and took a huge puff of the cigar, which she exhaled my way. I swear I saw her massive cock twitch as she inhaled the smoke into her lungs. "Why don't you join Ellie, and allow her to undress you, my sweet."
Sherri immediately left the sofa, and approached me with lust in her eyes, her glorious body moving with the rhythm of the jazz. I turned my attention fully to her, and dress she wore. It was similar to mine, but it was dark blue, but instead of straps and buttons, the bodice was a corset, laced in the front, showing almost all her cleavage. She was always more aggressive than me, and she had obviously meant to get her dick wet that evening.
I ran my fingertips slowly up her arms, causing goosebumps to appear on her caramel skin, despite the warmth. My middle fingers traced along her collar bone, down the laces, and found her nipples were hard as steel. I played gently with them, but when we were covered in a massive cloud of creamy smoke, I couldn't help myself, and I pinched her nipples hard, earning a painful moan.
"You naughty slut, dressing like that!" I hissed as I began undoing the laces on her dress.
"Mmmm," you love it, you cunt," came Sherri's cheeky reply.
I growled in my throat, grabbed the bodice, and ripped it free, allowing her amazing breasts to spring free as the dress slipped to the floor. I meant to bury my head in her chest, when a sharp call stopped us dead.
We turned to Delia, who had almost been forgotten, in the heat of the moment. "I want to see you kiss, my girls," she said warmly, and took a deep puff, which she exhaled our way. I stole a glance at her cock, and it was thicker than before, and the head was beginning to peek out from it's lair.
Sherri grabbed my attention with a finger on my chin, turning my head towards her. "Kiss me, my love."
I gazed into her eyes, and the love I saw there, took my breath away. I wrapped my arms around her neck, while she grabbed my butt, and squeezed possessively. Our tongues began duelling, but soon, we began grinding our semi hard cocks into each other, making them go fully hard, smearing an ungodly amount of pre cum everywhere. This went on for a while, until Delia stopped us.
"That's enough, my lovelies," she informed us, and rewarded us with a nice cloud of smoke. "Come join me on the sofa."
Sherri and I broke apart, and made our way to Delia, our hard cocks bobbing with every step as we went. We both noticed Delia's cock was now semi hard, and leaking quite a bit. We took a seat on either side of the Half-Orc goddess, our own hard cocks leaking and pulsing with need.
Delia presented me with the cigar, and I wrapped my moist lips around it, taking a puff. Apparently, it wasn't enough, because Delia cocked a brow, and I took another, without exhaling the first. That did seem to satisfy her, and she slowly removed the cigar from my mouth.
"Hold it, then exhale slowly," she said, and I complied. "That's a good girl," she complemented me, and turned to give Sherri the same treatment.
I watched the pair of them, and felt my head becoming a little buzzed, and a gentle tingling all over my body. A gush of pre came rushing up my cock, and I moaned in pleasure. "I feel so good, Delia," I mumbled and let my head fall back a bit.
"I know, darling," Delia said in a strangely motherly tone, and offered me the cigar again, and I happily took a pair of deep puffs, and felt my cock go impossibly hard. It almost hurt. I let my head rest against Delia's prodigious right breast as I exhaled slowly.
"Are we high?" Sherri asked from the other side and took a pair of puffs herself. She held the smoke for a moment, before allowing her head to slowly sink onto Delia's other breast as she slowly allowed the smoke to drift from her pouty lips.
"Yes, my sweet Sherri," Delia said in her lovely voice, and took a monstrous puff on the cigar. Sherri and I both shuddered as we felt her chest expand as she inhaled, then slowly let go of the smoke.
"Do the two of you see that big Futa cock down there? She's feeling lonely, and would love a pair of human hands on her."
Moving in a kind of trance, we girls each slid a hand down Delia's chiselled abs and raked our hands through the dense shock of pubic hair. I got there first, and wrapped my hands around her impossibly warm cock at the base, while Sherri grabbed a hold of her further along. Man, was it heavy!
"Mmmm, that's it, my good girls," Delia moaned. "Stroke that cock. Feel the heat, and weight. That's what a proper Orc cock feels like," she hissed as a massive glob of precum burst from the slit and coated our hands, making the meat slick and shiny.
"It's beautiful," I mumbled in awe.
"So powerful," Sherri gasped as it pulsed in need.
Delia offered us a puff of the cigar, before having one herself. "It is a masterpiece," she said through the exhale, and a lazy smile broke out on her face. "Now, normally, I would have whoever was servicing me suck me off, but a pair of strong, confident and amazing creatures such as yourselves don't suck. You get sucked," she said, and put her cigar down on a shelf above the sofa.
"And you certainly don't get fucked," she continued, and grabbed my right leg, and draped it over her powerful thigh, so that my painfully hard cock was mashed against it. She reached for Sherri with her other arm, and did the same. "You do the fucking."
Now, Sherri and I were lying against this amazing woman who was completely dominating us, and we stared adoringly up at her, while we worked her weapon. And the goddess... She smiled benevolently down at us, in turn. What had she in store for us now?
"Grind your cocks against me, and keep the rhythm going on my Lady. But don't come too quickly, darlings," she warned us. "I want us all to come together, as proper lovers do. And I want to tell you something."
We did as she commanded, and began slowly, gently grinding our hard cocks against her dark skin, and it felt amazing. Her cock was now leaking a steady stream of precum, and there was this obscene 'squelching' sound echoing about the apartment as we worked her 'Lady'.
Delia wrapped her arms around us, and brought us in closer, then began rubbing her hands up and down our backs, and occasionally playing with our hair. It felt amazing and so incredibly intimate. I closed my eyes, and simply enjoyed the moment, which was the greatest of my life to that point.
"I know you were surprised to learn about my 'Lady'," Delia began in a soft, soothing voice, and we were entranced at once. "There are few of us 'cocky' women, and I am incredibly glad you still felt attracted to me once you found out, because I am very much falling for you, dears."
I raised my head from Delia's breast, and was about to tell her we felt the same way, but she gently pressed my head back down. "Sssssh, my sweet," she said softly. "I'm speaking. Now, I was fairly certain you two were like me when I met you, but the way you handled my cigars told me everything I needed to know. Any one of those would have knocked a regular human off their feet with the second puff, but the troopers you are, just kept going."
Sherri let out a gasp of pleasure, and I watched as precum burst from her cock and landed on Delia's rock hard abs. "Mmmm, Delia," she moaned, and kept grinding.
"That's it, dear," Delia said with a throaty laugh. "Now, I felt so happy that you had found each other, my girls, but I must confess I was so, so jealous. Here were these two incredible Futas, who were obviously in love with each other, but I had yet to find a person to shower with my love."
A moan escaped Delia's lips as Sherri and I upped the tempo a bit, and Sherri played with her her slit with her thumb."Mmmmm. But there was something about you two that called to me. I've owned many sluts over the years. Men, women, other Futas, but none of them had the same impact on me, as you two did. Strong, dominant and confident. I saw in you a challenge, to see if I could bring you under my power. And I felt incredible when I reeled you in, but you still remained yourselves. Not mindless sluts."
Sherri and me moaned at that. She had planned all this. Of course she had. We had known it, allowed her to completely dominate us, and revelled in it.
"I needed to have you. Own you. Even if it was just for a week," Delia said, and began to gently roll her hips to meet our hands on her cock. "But I've come to realize it's not enough, my darlings. I'd like to own you for good. As long as you'll have me, at least, I'd like to be your owner. I love to take care of people."
By then, the effects of the cigar had begun to fade, and I was feeling myself, again. I found Sherri's eyes with my own, and discovered she was also coming back. I could tell she was already on board. I was too. I had to admit, being owned by Delia sounded amazing. So naughty. She was obviously very caring and we girls felt this might be very fun.
In way of answer, Sherri and I began grinding into her thighs faster and faster, and worked her 'Lady' with that same enthusiasm. Delia threw her head against the sofa and let out a growl.
"That's it! Wank me off! Fuck my thighs!"
Our hands and hips became a desperate blur as we worked our way to a massive orgasm, our sweaty bodies mashed against each other tirelessly. This would be one hell of a cumfest. I saw Sherri bite her bottom lip in order to stave off the orgasm, and that set me off, but I tried to hold on. Delia wasn't having any of that, however.
"Cum, my darlings!" she growled. "Cum for your owner!"
My body seized up as I felt me balls tighten up, and a massive torrent came shooting out of my cock, and I began coating my two lovers with my cum. A second later, Sherri began cumming, and I was covered in her cream.
"Such. Good. Girls!" Delia wailed, and her hips lifted of the sofa as she came in monstrous torrents, our own impressive gushes looking like tiny trickles compared to hers.
Eventually, the three of us stopped cumming, and slumped down into the sofa with satisfied sighs. This had been utterly amazing. Otherworldly, even. We lay there for a moment, enjoying the afterglow, and Delia reached for a small cigar, which she lit, and shared with us.
"Why are we so drawn to you, Delia?" I asked when the thought occurred to me.
Sherri exhaled a long cone into the air, and nodded. "I was also wondering about that."
Delia sighed, and brought us in, our cum soaked bodies leaning against her own, glazed one. "The other races have always had a weakness for Orcs, my girls. That's how it's always been, according to Orcish oral history. And as it turns out, even Futas like yourselves."
I frowned. "You keep saying that word, Delia. 'Futas'."
"It's short for Fut'anari," darling," she replied. "The Old Orcish word for girls like us. There are ancient scripts that describe women like us among the Orcs, but it seems they were never many. However, it is clear they were in charge in the Hinterlands. I do not recall any mention of Futas among any of the other races back then, but I do know they exists in every race in modern times. I've sampled all types, and let me tell you, the Fox girls are wild!"
"Are they all like us?" Sherri asked. "Stronger, faster, more intelligent than their peers?"
"Yes," Delia said, and crushed out the cigar. "It's always the same. At least that's what my cousin tells me. She works in the Department of Health, up in the Hinterlands. The Orc government has been studying the phenomenon for a very long time, and once they find a Futa among the other races, they approach them for a test. Most are helpful, because they want to learn more about their condition. They used to be more... aggressive in 'acquiring' test subjects."
Sherri stiffened, and I reached over to grab her hand. Delia seemed to understand what was going on, and placed a kiss on her head. "They don't do that any more, sweetie. It's all above board these days."
"They better," Sherri growled in a hostile voice, and buried further into Delia.
I wasn't quite satisfied with Delia's explanation. "And your voice?"
Delia lazily turned her head towards me, and gave me a tender kiss. "Such an observant one," she said in that erotic voice, and I shivered. "I do have a certain 'talent' where I can do things with my voice. I know it turns you into a 'hot mess', so I've used it sparingly. But it only works if the person I aim it at is amenable to it's effects. And my presence. I can't control anyone's mind. And then, there's my musk."
Sherri licked a part of Delia's arm that had some sweat on it. "Musk?"
Delia let out a chuckle, laced with her magical powers, I'm sure, because my cock twitched. "It can draw people in, and it makes normies into brainless idiots, sometimes. Especially if I'm all sweaty. That was another thing that told me you were like me. All you two did, was unconsciously steal a glance at my crotch where it's the strongest. You are resistant to its effects unless you allow yourselves to be swept up in it."
I knew this was something I should have thought about more, but Delia yawned and pulled us in closer. In a very strong hug.
"I'm feeling a little tired," Delia said, and yawned again. "How about we sleep now. We'll take a bath in the morning."
"Sounds good to me," I said, draped my hand over Delia's body, and grabbed Sherri's hand, then fell asleep.
The morning was interesting. We woke up, covered in dried cum. Not the most glorious way to wake up after a night of immense passion, but we didn't care. We were all so very happy, the three of us. Sherri and I also discovered that Delia's shower was rather large, and could easily fit the three of us, especially since we didn't mind being... cozy. We lathered each other in foamy soap, and took a long while getting clean, but at Delia's insistence, we didn't get frisky, and only cleaned ourselves. However, after the bath, things got a might interesting.
"Girls, come in here, please," Delia called us to her bedroom.
We made our way there once we had dressed, and found our friend standing by her bed, a pair of flat, thin boxes on it, as well as a smaller, thicker one. She grabbed one of the boxes and opened it. In it was a pair of thin, silver necklace and on it was a smallish amber crystal, which I noted was the same colour as Delia's eyes.
Delia gently removed it from the case, and held it in front of me with outstretched arms. That's when I saw the 'D' engraved into it in a stylized font. She beckoned me forward and once I had stepped up to her, she reverently slipped the necklace over my head, and settled it in my cleavage, where it was visible.
"From this day forth, and so long as you desire it, you belong to me, Elizabeth Carrol," she said in a formal voice.
She opened the other case, and pulled out an identical necklace, and slipped it over Sherri's head, in that same reverent way. She made sure it rested on her chest so that it was clearly visible. She wanted people to see them. "From this day forth, and so long as you desire it, you belong to me, Sherri Ortega," she said in that same formal tone.
She smiled. "Now that the formalities are over, you may kiss your mistress."
All three of us laughed, and we shared an very hot, intimate kiss. It was such fun!
"What's in the third box, Mistress," I asked curiously.
Mistress Delia smiled and opened the box. In that one was a sizeable buttplug, and a strange looking thing. A silver item, carved with runes. The plug was also silver, and on the end of the stem was a crystal of the same amber colour as our collars had. Of course, the stylised 'D' was there. I picked it up. Mistress picked up the other thing, and I almost dropped the plug when it began vibrating.
"For when I find a man to call my own, darlings. He must always be primed and ready for my cock. Our cocks, hopefully. And I know we'll enjoy teasing him with it for hours on end..."
A while later, we were sitting at a table in a restaurant by the beach, when Mistress Delia grabbed both our hands, and her eyes were very serious.
"Now that we've eaten, and all relatively fresh, there are a couple of things I need to say to you, my girls. This is my home, and I have no intention moving away any time soon, so this relationship of ours, especially the 'Ownership' part of it, is only applicable on Ragnar's Rest. Anywhere else, you're just Ellie and Sherri. Although I may call you from time to time, for some 'petting'. And this is only for fun, I am not interested in taking over your lives. Do you understand? Unless you want me to. If that happens, we'll have a serious talk about it."
"Yes, Mistress," we said at the same time, in a low voice, so as not to alert anyone. This was no one's business, but ours.
"And the other thing, Mistress?" I asked.
Mistress Delia let go of our hands, and reached into her purse, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. "I do believe I will fall in love with you two very rapidly," Delia said, and lit herself a Divine 140's, before offering us the pack. We quickly extracted cigarettes of our own, and lit up. Mmmm, so good!
"However, I've reached a part of my life where I'm beginning to feel the need to find myself a man. Someone to settle down with. All Orc Futas go through this, according to the tales. I should not be surprised if you feel that need yourselves, in a few years."
Sherri and I shared a glance. She was probably right. After all, we both strongly preferred men over women, and even each other. At least in the physical sense.
"You understand what I'm saying, then," Delia said, and double pumped her cigarette.
"We do," Sherri confirmed.
"I know I said I didn't intend to control your lives as your Mistress, but I do have a request for you, my girls."
"Anything," we replied.
"You told me that you hoped to one day find a man you would both fall for. One who could handle being the bottom in a relationship with a pair of girls like yourselves. My request is this; if you ever find one, please bring him to me, so that I may decide if he's worthy of such amazing women. You deserve only the finest specimen, my dears."
I smiled at Sherri, who smiled back and nodded. "Of course, Mistress," Sherri said. "But I think you won't have to worry. We have an eye for the amazing," she said, and put her hand on Delia's thigh. "We found you, didn't we?"
Mistress Delia laughed deep in her throat. "You certainly did, my sweet." Oh, that voice!
"Besides," I said, and stealthily slid my hand under the table to grab her cock over her skirt. "We'll make sure he loves cock, and once he sees 'The Lady', he'll see nothing but stars when he looks art you, Mistress."
Mistress Delia closed her eyes and enjoyed our ministrations. "What have I done..." she mumbled, much to our delight... But that's enough reminiscing for now.
000000
"Ellie! Sherri" Mistress Delia exclaimed, rushed to meet us, and gave us each a huge hug, and a kiss on the cheeks in welcome. "It's been much too long, my sweethearts!"
"It has," I agreed, and sent Sherri a smile.
"We really should come here more often, Ellie," Sherri told me, and ran her hand up Mistress Delia's arm.
"Mhmmm," I agreed.
I took a look at Jack, and noticed he had his eyes fixed on Mistress Delia's beautiful form. The white tank top she was wearing did pretty much nothing to conceal her very large breasts, and the dark green cargo pants, which rested on her hips drew his eyes to the firm butt, and she had braided her smaller braids into one large braid. I adore that look on her! I smiled on the inside. He was reacting exactly as I thought he would. Our Mistress has such a presence!
Noticing Jack's stare, Mistress Delia looked both of us girls in the eye, and seeing the confirmation in them, a lazy, satisfied smile found its way onto her beautiful face. Finally! She approached slowly, and ran a hand through his hair, which snapped him out of his trance.
"And who is this?" she asked in that same, soothing voice she had used on us, all those years ago. I watched Jack's eyes grow a bit unfocused and his nostrils flaring as he took in Mistress Delia's natural scent and musk, and he went right back under. A tiny shudder went through him. Sherri and I knew Jack was getting it unfiltered; Mistress Delia doesn't wear perfume, preferring to go natural.
"His name's Jack," Sherri informed her, and watched the proceedings with a smile.
"Has the cat stolen your tongue, darling boy?" Mistress Delia asked warmly, and stroked a fingertip down Jack's nose, lips and chin.
Finally, Jack snapped out of his trance properly, and smiled a sheepish grin at Mistress Delia. He offered her his hand. "Hello. My name's Jack."
Mistress Delia gave him one of her dazzling smiles, and took it, shaking it firmly. "And I am Delia. It is good to meet you, Jack. So, what brings you to the island?"
Jack became a bit embarrassed, but managed to meet Mistress Delia's eyes. "My... girlfriends and I are here on vacation."
Mistress Delia faked a gasp. "You mean to tell me they both are your girlfriends? How... manly of you Jack. And a bit naughty," she said, and began circling him slowly.
"I-I suppose," Jack mumbled, getting even more embarrassed as the tall woman studied him thoroughly.
Mistress Delia stopped in front of Jack, and gave him a lovely smile. "Well, they certainly are very lucky to have you," she said, leaned back against the store counter, and folded her arms under her prodigious breasts. She gave me a pointed look, and I nodded.
"Jack, sweetheart," I said, and handed him some cash. "Go home and take a nap. You'll need all your strength for later."
Jack nodded and took the money. "Good boy," I said and gave him a gentle kiss.
Sherri walked with Jack to the door, and whispered something in his ear, which made him blush a bright crimson. She laughed, and slapped his ass playfully. "See you later, loverboy," she teased, and once Jack had left, she closed the door, locked it and turned the sign to 'Closed', and pulled the drapes shut.
Mistress Delia eased herself away from the counter, and spread her arms with that hypnotic smile, and we girls rushed into her warm embrace, each one grabbing a breast, as we rested our heads on her shoulders. And then, we both slowly slid our hands from her breasts, down her rock hard abs, and into her pants to seek out that wonderful cock, and those heavy balls.
Mistress Delia moaned, and held our heads close. "Mmmmm. I've missed you so, my dear pets."
Sherri and I both eased our heads away at the same time, and Mistress Delia gave us both an immense kiss, while we worked her soft cock, and hot balls.
"And we missed you, Mistress," I said and kissed her shoulder.
"Mhmm," Sherri confirmed and kissed the other shoulder.
"That's enough, now," Mistress Delia said, and we stopped. "Is he The One? Please tell me he is," Mistress Delia said in a silky voice. "He's a dream!"
"Yes, Mistress," Sherri said with a smile. "We think so."
"He's amazing, Mistress," I added.
Smiling happily, Mistress Delia beckoned for us to follow her to a back room where she had a small table, surrounded with comfy cushions. My eyes immediately found the centrepiece on the small table; an ancient, finely crafted hookah. Mistress Delia told us to take our seats, as she prepared the smoking apparatus. Sherri and I watched as our Mistress reached for a gold plated box on a small shelf, and shared a grin. She was going straight for the strong stuff.
Once the hookah was ready, Mistress Delia handed us our pieces, and then got it going. She got comfortable, and took the first draw from the pipe, and it was a large one. She held the smoke for a bit, then exhaled slowly into the air with a satisfied sigh. The cloud was massive.
She eyed us, and smiled. "Go ahead, my girls. Take a couple of deep puffs; we're celebrating!"
We did as commanded. We each took a large puff, inhaled very deeply, held the smoke and exhaled slowly. Mmmm, the taste and smoothness of Delia's finest is spectacular, and how it hits you almost immediately is wonderful. After the second large puff, Sherri and I were feeling suitably buzzed, and leaned back on the cushions. We then watched Mistress Delia exhale a massive, creamy cloud our way, and I closed my eyes in appreciation. She was clearly very happy with her girls!
"So, my girls. Tell me about Jack," Mistress commanded, and raised the stem to her pouty lips for a massive draw.
After taking a hit from the hookah myself, I launched into a proper telling of how I had met Jack, and how I had seduced him. Once I was past that, it honestly became a long story of non stop sex and passion, which doubled when Sherri was brought into it.
Of course, I didn't only talk about sex, Jack's amazing ass, or otherworldly fellatio skills. I also went on about how smart, intelligent and kind and loving Jack was.
And then we got to where we double dicked Jack, and I could see Mistress Delia was more than impressed by the fact that a man of Jack's relatively small stature, could take two such powerful cocks. And she was becoming more and more excited. She had been been taking hits more and more frequently, and we could see her cock was twitching madly in her pants.
And of course we went over how Jack's mother had treated him. Mistress Delia didn't say anything, but knowing her, she was very unhappy about what she had learned. In fact, her amber eyes practically glowed in rage.
Eventually, she put away her stem, and just lay there for a while, enjoying the buzz, as we were. However, we knew Mistress Delia had something planned, and so we waited patiently for her to continue.
"Come here, girls," she said suddenly, and sat against the wall. We crawled to her, and laid our heads on her thighs. She began running her hands through our hair, and we enjoyed the musky scent of her arousal, and it further fuelled our high. Mistress Delia knew it would of course, and was only too happy to help.
"Do you remember the promise you made to me all those years ago, my dears?" Mistress Delia asked in that warm, soothing voice that was so hypnotic, her fingers raking through our hair, her long nails digging ever so slightly into our skulls, turning our minds to mush.
"Yes, Mistress," Sherri and I mumbled in ecstasy. Our minds were completely melting away, from the effects of the smoke, and heavy musk.
"Then you know I am going to have to make certain that lovely boy is worthy of your affections, my sweets," she went on, still working us over with her hands. "And if I am going to bring that sweet boy into my embrace, I must know he can take a little punishment."
"If it pleases you, Mistress," I said, and was rewarded with a hand pressing me closer to her crotch, and that heady smell. It was divine, and I was almost completely gone by that point, and my Mistress knew exactly what she was doing to me.
"Mmmm, such a good girl," Mistress Delia purred happily.
Then she turned to Sherri, and raised her head with a finger under her chin. "Sherri, my sweet girl. You will go home, and prepare the dungeon for me. I have need of it."
Sherri stood up, rearranged her dress, and nodded. "As you wish, Mistress."
Mistress Delia smiled warmly at her, before manoeuvring me between her thighs, and laying my head against her heavy bosom. "Dear Ellie will be along shortly," she began, and slowly pulled the hem of my dress up to reveal my achingly hard cock. She wrapped her long, strong fingers around my twelve inch girl, and started stroking her slowly, rubbing the streaming precum all over it with loving care.
"I do believe she deserves a reward for finding that tasty looking morsel, don't you, dear Sherri?"
Sherri stared at us, her bottom lip between her lips. "Yes, Mistress."
"Good girl," Mistress Delia said warmly. "Now, go and prepare. And remember, not a word to sweet Jack. This will be a surprise."
We watched Sherri leave, and then Mistress Delia began to properly work my shaft, while whispering in my ear all the things she planned to do to Jack, and I became even harder, impossible though it seemed. I shuddered as I came when Mistress described a particularly erotic idea she was going to use on our boy. It felt amazing. I sagged completely against my Mistress, my mind blank, but one thought reached through. Jack was in for a wild ride...