1. My Husband, My Slave--Part 3


    Date: 9/27/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cuckold, Cum Swallowing, Female Domination, Oral Sex, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    cleans me just as he is doing now. He usually gives me three or four, but I’ll limit myself to one if you want another go.” “I’d love another. You are one lucky guy, John even if you are Sophie’s slave.” I was sure that John would have replied, but he knew that taking care of me took precedence over everything. John began by licking my thighs clean. They had been covered with my ejaculate, a ton of my juice, and some of Daniel’s semen, too. Once my thighs were spotless he moved his tongue to my core, licking and sucking every drop from my tunnel. He kept at it for more than twenty minutes. I could see that Daniel was impressed. “Damn, Sophie—John must have the strongest tongue in the world. You are so lucky. I know I could never last anywhere near this long.” By now I was starting to shake. My third orgasm of the night was coming on like a runaway train. I waited it out as long as I could, telling John, “My clit…do my clit,” when I could stand no more. John sucked my throbbing bud between his teeth and I damn near fainted from the ecstasy. It was…I was overwhelmed by the sensation. “Enough, John…I can’t take any more.” I sank down as John released me to lie on his body. Only now did he respond to Daniel’s comment. “I know how lucky I am, Mr. Daniel. It was my decision to become and later to stay as Miss Sophie’s slave. I couldn’t live without her. I want to thank you for giving her pleasure I cannot. Thank you, very much.” “Jeez, Sophie, you look wasted. Are you sure you can ...
    take some more?” I had to laugh. “I’ve only had four orgasms today. We were very busy when I came home from work so I’ve had only one this morning and the two with you. Before that, would you allow John to clean your cock? It would mean a lot to me. It’s a test for John—a test of his obedience. I’ve already explained that it has nothing to do with gay sex.” “I wouldn’t allow it for anyone else, but for you, Sophie…okay.” I leaned back to John to whisper, “You’ve been excellent so far, John, but now comes your biggest test. You’re not giving Daniel a blowjob. You’re just cleaning his cock and abdomen with your tongue.” I gave John the signal to start. He was shaking as he climbed over my body. I saw tears in his eyes as he applied his tongue to Daniel. I was so proud of him. He did it—all of it—even though he obviously hated it. I stopped him after five minutes, pulled him to me and hugged him tightly. “I know you hated every second, John, but you did it. You did it for me. I’m so proud of you.” I brushed the tears from his cheeks and kissed him passionately. “Would you like to rinse your mouth, John?” “No…I’m okay, Miss Sophie. All I could taste was you. If I closed my eyes I probably wouldn’t have even known it was Mr. Daniel’s cock.” I kissed him again then sent him to get us a new round of drinks. Daniel and I talked while John was gone. “Did he really decide to be your slave, Sophie?” “Yes, sort of…I caught him spending his afternoons in our local strip club where he ran ...