I was actually slightly disappointed at the lack of any taste, since the Jacuzzi had washed away her slit secretions. Yet, now that her cunnie was out of the water, I hoped that I would get the full sweetness when she came.
“God, why haven’t we been doing this forever?” she asked.
“Because you didn’t take control of me,” I answered, knowing that I would drop to my knees and bury my face in her cunt any time she ordered me to, married or not.
“I won’t make that mistake again,” she said, as I slid a finger inside her and began finger fucking her.
“You better not,” I responded, as I began to flick her clit.
“Only one finger?” she questioned.
“What? Do you want the entire fist?” I joked, as I looked up at her, adding a second finger.
“Go big or go home,” she smiled down at me.
“Fist it is,” I said, as I added a third finger and then gradually ‘rising my action’ until I made my fist disappear inside her pink perfection for the second time today.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned, “I can’t believe how much I love this.”
“Getting fist fucked by your best friend?” I asked, as I bent down and resumed flicking her clit while beginning to slowly move my wrist in and out of her suddenly excessively wet pussy.
“It feels so intense,” she whimpered, leaning back and closing her eyes as her breathing increased.
I rapidly pumped my fist in and out of her while simultaneously sucking her bean into my mouth.
In under a minute she was breathing very heavily as she babbled, “Oh fuck, yes, shit, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
She came hard… again… as I pulled my fist out and dove face first into her flooding cunt, wanting to get as much of her cum as I possibly could. Sure enough, her delicious taste was back, and I went for the gusto!
I kept licking until she pushed me away. “I got to pee.”
“I’m not sure I’m ready for that,” I joked.
She smiled as stood up, “Hmmmmm.”
“Hmmmmm, what?” I questioned.
“Nothing,” she shrugged, even though it was anything but nothing. She then ordered. “Get over on the bed, I have one last gift for you.”
“I hope it’s an orgasm,” I said, super horny from the breast play, the slash licking, fist fucking and cum I’d just eagerly lapped up.
“Perhaps,” she shrugged, as she went to the washroom.
I remained in the Jacuzzi and relaxed for a moment, allowing a jet stream to spray my minge, getting me even more stimulated.
When Laura returned she ordered, “Get over here.”
Oops! I was still in the Jacuzzi. “Yes, Mistress,” I replied, returning to full submissive mode.
I got out and saw Laura putting on a strap-on cock.
“Ooooh, it is an orgasm,” I said excitedly, skipping over to the king-sized bed while drying off.
“Hopefully multiple,” she said, before adding, “but that isn’t the surprise.”
“It isn’t?” I asked, now surprised that the surprise wasn’t the surprise.
“I can’t be the only bint double penetrated today,” she said with a wicked smile.
“Who else is coming?” I asked, suddenly nervous. Committing lesbian acts seemed not to be cheating to me, getting two facials wasn’t really cheating, but getting fucked by another guy would be.
Just then there was a knock at the door.
My eyes went wide.
“Go answer it,” she ordered.
I reached for the towel I’d just dropped on the floor.
“Starkers,” she clarified.
“But I….” I began to protest, but was cut off.
“Are you disobeying me?” she questioned, her tone suddenly showing fierce teeth… using her teacher voice against her disobedient student.
“No, Mistress,” I replied, excited at being completely at her whim… but equally nervous.
I walked to the door, took a deep breath and opened it.
I gasped.
It was Kelsey.
Kelsey, my secondary school best friend.
Kelsey, who’d said she couldn’t make the hen because of work.
Kelsey who was my first lesbian fantasy back in secondary school… although back then my fantasies were much tamer….
“I see you started without me,” Kelsey said, not at all fazed by Laura’s and my nudity, but giving me a quick buss on the cheek and unconcernedly walking past me into the room.
“Kelsey,” was all I could say, shocked she was walking into the hotel room. Shocked she was apparently my second knob.
“Get over here, tart,” Laura ordered.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ I was about to say when Kelsey said it instead, “Yes, Mistress.”
“Mistress?” I asked, not unconcernedly doing anything… I was floored!
“You said I should get her to do my taxes,” Laura shrugged, as Kelsey dropped to her knees in front of her. “She was pretty good at that, so I also had her do my quim.”
“You’re a lesbian, Kelsey?” I asked.
“Are you a lesbian?” Kelsey boomeranged the question.
“I don’t know,” I answered.
“I’m bi, like you,” Kelsey said, which I guess made sense since she was married and all.
“Get this knob ready for our weekend slut,” Laura ordered.
“Yes, Mistress,” Kelsey responded, before taking the strap-on cock in her mouth.
Laura asked, “Like your surprise?”
“I’m speechless,” I answered.
“No you’re not,” she teased, “you’re talking.”
“Fine,” I laughed, “I’m shocked.”
“That seems more logical,” she nodded. “By the way, Kelsey is a switch.”