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Chapter 45 - The First Wives Academy 11

Their erotic display clearly impressed John because his slowly wilting cock roared back to life and became throbbingly erect again. Sally eyed it greedily, her natural reticence warring with her need for sexual gratification. It was no real conflict, in the end. Sally was horny and hot to trot. Having sex with Kylie most nights, and regular three and foursomes with her, Mia and Sarah meant she'd mostly gotten over her timidness about group sex. So, to have a threesome with a couple who she considered close friends and whom she found sexually attractive wasn't such a big deal. Especially when you added in that Leo seemed to encourage her to play.

Growling like a lioness pouncing on her prey, Sally leapt onto John's reclined figure, straddled him, and guided his rigid member into her soaking depths. Seconds later, Sally grabbed John's hands and guided them onto her pert, B-cup breasts. "Pinch my nipples," she demanded. "Fuck me hard and cause me some pain." John did what she demanded and pinched, pulled and squeezed Sally's nipples mercilessly as he pistoned his girthy cock in and out of her sweltering cunt. Squeezing John's hands as she thumped her ass down to meet his thrusts, Sally's eyes rolled back, and she demanded, "Harder! Pinch harder, fuck me harder!"

Realising that Salley needed more, Lena oiled her 'cock' and straddled John's legs behind Sally. Then, Lena forced Sally forward until she fell onto John's chest. Next, she eased her strap-on into Sally's ass. Finally, Lena grabbed Sally by her neck and ripped her backward as she rammed her 'cock' into the young woman's ass. It took a few strokes until Lena and John worked out a rhythm, but they eventually forcibly held Sally still and timed their thrusts to enter and withdraw simultaneously, with John's pubis smashing against Sally's clit at the same time that Lena's abdomen smacked against Sally's taut ass.

It didn't take long before Sally's orgasms became cascading sequences, each one building on the next until, with a mighty roar, John lost the control he'd held so tightly over his own climax and unloaded into Sally's slick channel. The sensation of John's enormous cock expanding and stiffening even more smashed Sally into a final, earth-shattering orgasm, and she squealed her appreciation to the ceiling before momentarily passing from this world.

Sally woke up to the delicious sensation of soft, feminine lips encircling her aching clit and gently sucking it. She opened her eyes and smiled at Lena as she pulled her up to exchange a soft, loving kiss. "My bottom hurts," she gently chided after the kiss.

Lena giggled before replying, "You weren't objecting when I was fucking you in there!"

"I would have objected if you stopped," Sally said innocently. She grinned before kissing her attendant. As they kissed, Sally squeezed closer and realised that Lena still had her 'cock' on. Sally grasped it, and tugged on it as if it were a real cock, only for Lena to bite her bottom lip and moan. "Wait!" Sally gasped. "What's with that?"

"It's double-ended," Lena explained. "I have around five inches of the double end inside me. So, when you tug on it, it's like you're fucking me with a dildo or something."

Sally bit her bottom lip before tentatively asking, "May I have a turn with it?"

"Do you want to fuck me or John?" Lena asked with a slight giggle.

"What?" Sally questioned, totally confused.

"Imogen is a FemDom," Lena explained. "She likes to peg her men, and as I'm sure you've noticed, several of the attendants here at The Academy are her 'property'. John is one, and Imogen likes to fuck him with her 'cock', which is much longer and thicker than mine."

Sally thought about it momentarily before replying, "I guess it depends on whether Leo wants me to peg him. He's never mentioned anything about it, so I'm assuming not."

"Successful men who are at the top of the economic and political tree often need to submit in their private lives to provide balance from their public persona," Lena pointed out. "Are you sure that Leo doesn't need you to be in charge when it's only you and him?"

"He does seem to prefer me being on top, and he goes wild if I pretend to hold his wrists down," Sally mused as she allowed Lena to slide the double-end into her pussy and set the base over her clit. Sally completed the fitting by tightening the straps until it sat snugly against her lithe body. Thinking that having a cock attached to her obviously female body looked sexy, Sally mused, "Do you know for sure that Leo likes to submit in the bedroom, or are you merely offering that as a thought or something for me to think about when I'm married?"

"I'm merely offering an observation, Sally," Lena explained. "My man doesn't have a submissive bone in his body, but I know of several high-ranking corporate executives who are totally submissive to their wives at home, and I know of several others who sees BDSM Mistresses outside of their marriage to get what they need."

"If I want to fuck John, what do I do?" Sally asked, her clit throbbing with the pressure against it and doing something so decadently naughty in her mind.

"Do you just want to fuck him, or do you want to dominate him and treat him like he's submissive to you?"

Sally's clit throbbed and her ass clenched at that image. "Dominate him," she hissed, her eyes hooding with desire.

Lena giggled before unlocking the supplies cupboard that every room had. Ostensibly, it was for the cleaning crew to restock their cleaning materials, but as Sally discovered, it also held a small selection of BDSM tools. Lena took out some padded leather cups, a few lengths of rope, and a couple of floggers. One was a fairly standard riding crop. The other, which got Sally's juices flowing even faster, was a broad leather paddle, studded with many stainless-steel rings.

Following Lena's directions, and with John's permission, Sally cuffed John's hand to the headboard before lifting his ankles and cuffing them to his wrists. Sally growled with barely controlled lust as she gazed upon John's naked, bound, and exposed body. Before Lena could even encourage her, Sally whaled on John's upturned ass with the flogger. Fortunately, John was an experienced player, and even with Sally's inexperienced over enthusiasm, she hadn't hit him with the power or precision that Imogen regularly did.

"Easy," Lena laughed, taking the paddle from Sally. "You need to set a few ground rules so that you both know what's going to happen during this session. John's a serious player because Imogen and Matthew insist he is, but that doesn't mean you can just beat him black and blue without checking with him to see what he's up for."

"Oh," Sally replied. "But we didn't ask if we could tie him up; we just did so."

"And we wouldn't need to ask if all we wanted to do was have sex with him, either. John's a big boy, and if he wasn't prepared to be tied as he is, he would have objected before we put the first cuff on."

"So, what do I do first?"

"Ask John if he's okay with you paddling him and establish safe words so that if it gets too much, he can warn you."

"Safe words?" Sally asked.

"Usually something really simple like 'orange' if John needs you to back off and not be so hard or intense. Red if he's had enough, or it's become too much and he needs you to stop. Of course, you could always fuck him first. John's always more eager to play after you've ridden him for a while."

"Ride him? I'm wearing a cock with another in my pussy. How would I 'ride him'? Wouldn't I have to take off the strap-on and let his legs down?"

"Amazon position with his cock in your ass instead of your pussy," Lena explained.

"Amazon position?" Sally asked curiously.

"I'll show you," Lena offered. She climbed onto the bed and worked John's partially deflated cock through his thighs until it lay along his thighs. Then, she took it in her mouth and expertly brought it back to fully erect. When John was, Lena stood on the bed and squatted down, holding John's cock at the right angle for her to slide onto it.

"Gawd, that is so sexy and powerful," Sally said awedly. "Oh, wow!" she added when Lena eased off John's cock and introduced it to her anus. A few up and down movements later, John's cock was entirely buried in Lena's ass, and she was bouncing on it like a pogo stick.

Lena crested quickly before easing off of John's dick and fetching a washer to clean it. "John's got pretty good staying power," she explained. "Imogen has taught him well, and he won't cum in you until you've had enough and tell him to."

Sally tried to copy what Lena had done, but found the position awkward, and she was frightened of hurting John's balls with her cock. However, with Lena's assistance, Sally found that if she turned and faced away, John's thick cock glided into her tight ass without pain or effort.

"This feels so decadent," Sally said breathlessly as she straightened and bent her knees, making her ass ride up and down John's enormous pole. "It's like I'm using him solely for my pleasure and enjoyment. That what he wants doesn't matter at all."

"Using him to get yourself off does a few things," Lena explained as she tweaked and pulled Sally's nipples. "First, it allows him to let go and concentrate on your pleasure wholly. Second, it allows John to serve you for your entertainment, and he doesn't have to worry about anything other than not cumming and allowing you to get what you want. Thirdly, but by no means lastly, it forces John to submit, which given he has to act dominantly with you new girls most of the time, provides him with the balance he needs to be the best man he can be for his Mistress."

Sally concentrated on the delicious sensations John's cock in her ass was causing until she'd achieved several climaxes before growling, "Cum in my ass!" Which John was more than happy to do.

"Well done," Lena chuckled, using a washer to clean John's cock and to wipe his cum from Sally's ass. Once they were clean, Lena used her exquisite skills to return John to fully erect and then gestured towards him while saying, "Assuming you still want to, John's ass is ready for a vigorous fucking."

Sally, who for the first time in her life felt dominant, growled deep back in her throat before kneeling before John's ass. However, she couldn't get her 'cock' to line up with John's ass. Sally discovered that being fucked and fucking someone was two separate actions. With help from Lena. Sally eventually got the tip of her strap-on inserted into John's bottom. From there, with Lena explaining how, Sally eased her entire cock into John's colon until her abdomen was pressed against John's ass.

After that, it took several strokes before Sally learned how to fuck someone. However, Sally swiftly learned to love how the inward thrust rubbed the rubber stopper against her clit, and she was soon fucking John vigorously.

John, who before he'd met Imogen and become her slave, had never imagined submitting to anyone, surrendered his body to Sally, and concentrated on the delightful sensation of having her 'cock' scraping over his prostate, his P-spot, as she fucked him. It didn't take long before the visual and mental image of being fucked hard by a gorgeous twenty-one-year-old sent him over the edge into a mind bending orgasm. With a loud groan, John's cock exploded, spitting cum between their thrusting bodies and showering his chest and stomach with his ejaculate.

Watching John climax sent Sally over the edge. "Oh, wow," she gasped after her orgasm had passed through her. "That was, I don't know... It felt powerful, like I was in total control and could make you do anything I wanted." She eased her 'cock' out of John's ass and sat back.

John glanced at his bound wrists and ankles before saying drily, "Well, it's not like I'm in any position to resist!"

Lena and Sally giggled as Lena undid John's ankle cuffs, but she didn't release him, and tied his ankles to the end of the bed instead. Once he was secure, Lena lay on her back on his chest and encouraged Sally to straddle her face. Once they were in place, the girls teased John by snacking on each other's pussy, pausing occasionally to stroke and tug John's re-stiffened cock.

John was humping up at the air by the time that Lena took pity on him and allowed Sally to roll off. Lena straddled John's bound legs and lowered her toned ass onto his cock, gleefully accepting his thick member into her tight back passage. Then she lay back and patted her pussy. "Clean your 'cock' and fuck me with it," she encouraged Sally.

Sally made a quick visit to the bathroom to rinse her 'cock' off with warm, soapy water before returning to the bedroom. When she returned, Sally knelt between Lena's lasciviously spread thighs and awkwardly positioned her 'cock' at the older woman's entrance. It took several attempts before Sally figured out how to shove it in, and several more before she discovered how to fuck Lena with her 'cock'.

"Fucking someone with your cock is much more difficult than the guys make it seem, isn't it?" Sarah embarrassedly muttered.

"It's the same with anything," Lena giggled, easing her ass up and down John's cock as she accepted Sally's amateurish strokes into her soaking pussy. "It takes time and practice."

However, after several misstarts when Sally pulled back too far and her 'cock' dropped out of Lena's pussy, Sally built up a rhythm, which John joined in once Sally had established it, and they were soon pounding Lena between them, causing her to moan and scream as many orgasms washed through her.

Sally felt more and more powerful with every orgasm she gave her older female lover to the point where she was coaxing and demanding a response from Lena with every stroke. Alternating between telling her how beautiful she was and how much of a slut she (Sally) thought she (Lena) was. Initially, Lena was shocked by Sally's sudden dominance, but she soon went with it, enjoying the jarring changes from praise for her beauty to being called demeaning names as she orgasmed.

John finally losing control and unloading a torrent of cum into Lena's ass brought this part of their encounter to a stop. John immediately apologised, but Lena knew that his Mistress, Imogen, wouldn't accept his lack of self-control. Describing what she wanted Sally to do, Lena encouraged her to sit on a chair and made John drape himself over her thighs.

"So," Sally clarified, finding the thought of punishing John incredibly erotic and arousing. "I tell him what he's done wrong, say that I'm disappointed in him, and assign a number of correction whacks for his ass. Is that right?"

"Yes," Lena agreed, secretly amused by Sally's obvious arousal. Sally's nipples were diamond tips which could take out an unwary eye.

Looking severe, Sally said, "Mister John Day, I am disappointed by your lack of control. To cum without receiving permission is unacceptable. I believe that punishment for your errant behaviour is warranted. Do you?"

"Yes, Ma'am," John replied, his cock rolling and lengthening against Sally's slender thighs.

Sally looked at Lena. "Ma'am?" She asked. "Shouldn't it be Mistress?"

"Unless you're trying to steal one of Imogen's submissives and John agrees, don't you think that calling anyone who is not his Mistress, Mistress disrespectful?"

"Oh. Yes, it would be." Sally considered the situation before firmly saying, "Five for a first offence. You will count and thank me for each one."

"Yes, Ma'am."

Sally brought the studded paddle down onto John's ass. The thwack sound of its impact reverberated through the room, and circled welts immediately rose over John's upturned ass.

"Too firm," Lena chided. "John is not a pain slut. Think of the pain being a counterpoint to his pleasure; not as a goal in itself."

"Pleasure?" Sally asked, wonderingly.

"Surely you felt his cock stiffening against your thighs when he lay across them?"

"I did," Sally replied. "It's gone soft now, though."

"Because you caused John too much pain, and it was no longer enjoyable."

"How do I fix it?"

"Rub the sting into John's ass and play with his little brown ring as you do it."

Sally rubbed the welts into John's ass as she rimmed his starfish with her index finger. John's dick immediately roared back to life, thickening against Sally's slender thighs as she rimmed his ass. Her subsequent strokes were measured and controlled, designed to sting and stimulate but not inflict too much pain. By the time John had accepted and counted all five, they were both hotter than hothouses in the middle of summer and ready to fuck again. Lena giggled as she explained Sally was supposed to inform that John had been corrected for his misdemeanour and was now forgiven with the issue only addressed if the behaviour reoccurred.

However, her instructions were ignored, as Sally almost threw John onto the bed and leapt after him. She straddled John's prone body and guided his rampantly erect cock into her soaking snatch and began bouncing up and down it vigorously. She rode him to several orgasms until Lena reminded her to let John have one for himself. After he'd cum in Sally, Lena took Sally in a classic sixty-nine, which stretched until John was ready to go again.

The rest of the night followed a similar pattern until almost 3:00 a.m., and John ran out of juice. The girls sixty-nined to a final climax each before the three cuddled together and slept until just before 8:00 a.m., when it was time for breakfast.

Kylie, Lars, and Mila.

Although, after several conversations with her new friends, Mia, Sarah, and especially Sally, Kylie had decided that Mark didn't want an inexperienced virgin in his bed. Instead, he wanted Kylie to be bold and confident when they first slept together. But now that she'd made the decision to make love with Lars, Kylie was shy and insecure, uncertain if Lars and Mila wanted to help her, and even less sure she could go through with it. Doubts like if Mark truly was 'the one'; wouldn't he want her virginity? Wouldn't he want a pure, chaste virgin as his wife? All the confidence and forthrightness she'd gathered when she asked Lars and Mila to come back to her room disappeared, and when Mila closed the door, Kylie burst into tears.

The duo exchanged wry grins, knowing what Kylie was experiencing because they'd seen it with other young, virginal women here at The Academy before. These young women were often devout Christians who'd been told their entire lives they had to be chaste and pure and save their maidenhoods for their husbands. That gift should only be bestowed on their wedding nights. Then their prospective husbands had thrown all that out like dirty dishwater by saying they were terrified of entering a marriage with a woman who had no idea if she even liked sex.

Mila and Lars hugged Kylie between them, with Mila softly saying, "Whatever is the matter, Kylie?"

"It was drummed into me my entire life that I needed to be chaste and pure on my wedding night, and I'm about to break that dictum."

"I suspect Mark will not take you to the altar for as long as you remain a virgin," Mila pointed out.

"That seemed to be what he was saying when he told me he'd booked me into The Academy," Kylie admitted. "But all those years of my pastor, mother and father drumming into me I must remain pure remain. You know?"

"Well," Lars chuckled. "I must admit that if you'd told me at your age that I'd be thirty and part of a four-way marriage with one woman and three other guys, I'd have told you that you were nuts! If you'd told me I'd discover I was submissive and prepared to suck a cock and take it up the ass for the woman I love, I'd have looked for men in little white coats because you were clearly certifiable! However, here I am in that precise situation, and making love to more people than I'd ever have believed possible."

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