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Rhonda got on the bed, kneeling over Sharon's body. "I'm going to make you feel so good, you're going to think you're in heaven," she whispered throatily. She leaned down and kissed her lips. Sharon just held still, shivering for the first dozen seconds, but Rhonda's kiss was insistent and eventually Sharon's lips parted and they kissed like lovers. Sharon started to relax, getting into the kiss, eventually putting her arms around Rhonda and pulling her down against her body. They remained like that for five minutes, with Rhonda gently rubbing her naked body on Sharon's until finally she moaned. Phil's cock started to grow.
"Pay attention to what Rhonda is doing, Phil," I said. "If you follow her example and practice what she teaches, your wife will never be tempted to stray. You'll have Sharon panting for your tongue every night."
Rhonda began moving down, kissing Sharon's neck, nibbling at her ears, the hollow at her throat. I could see Sharon squeezing her husband's hand a little harder. After spending some time in that vicinity, Rhonda moved lower, kissing the tops of her breasts, and the sides, then the bottom before suckling the taut nipples for the first time. Her back arched and Sharon moaned some more. Rhonda knew how to please a woman and she was doing everything in her power to please Sharon. Phil's cock was a flag pole now.
Continuing to caress and stimulate Sharon's breasts with her hands, Rhonda kissed her way down Sharon's abdomen, poking at her belly button with the point of her tongue, nipping lightly on her love handles. Sharon's legs started to spread on their own, knowing what was coming and no longer concerned for her modesty. Rhonda kissed her way down to the delta of Sharon's pubic hair. I could see moisture beginning to form on her pussy, glistening on her curls in the light. Sharon groaned when Rhonda skipped over her cunt and started kissing her inner thighs from the knees upward. She took another five minutes to work her way back up. Rhonda was blowing lightly on her sex and Sharon spread her legs wider in anticipation.
Sharon moaned when she felt Rhonda's tongue touch her folds for the first time, a light lick, a kiss, a brush of her tongue, a gentle nibble of the labia, unfurling with her arousal. Phil started to touch himself, lightly stroking his cock with the hand not holding his wife's.
"Warn me when you're about to cum, Phil," I whispered. "I'll catch it in my mouth so you don't mess the sheets."
He looked at me, startled. I nodded in answer to his unspoken question. He started stroking himself harder, almost hoping to cum now.
Rhonda was licking the dew collecting in Sharon's slit, and she orgasmed for the first time on a woman's tongue, a shallow scream erupting, holding Rhonda's head against her sex as she humped Rhonda's mouth. Rhonda speared into her sheathe with her tongue, encouraging her climax, collecting her cum. She hadn't even touched her clit yet.
"Oh, fuck!" Phil said, "I'm going to cum. Fuck me! I'm almost there."
I lowered my mouth over his prick, locked my lips around the crown and felt him explode, painting my tonsils with his sperm, his groaning rivaling that of Sharon, cumming for a second time. He was squeezing her hand as hard as she was squeezing his. I made sure I gathered all of his discharge before releasing his cock.
"Oh, God! Thank you," he gasped. It wasn't God he should be thanking, but who was I to quibble.
Rhonda inserted a couple fingers in Sharon's cunt and began her oral assault on her clitoris, lightly scraping the g-spot on the roof of the pubic wall. Sharon started bucking upward, cumming again, thrusting her hips at the source of her pleasure. Rhonda kept her lips locked over her clit, sucking softly. It was something I knew well and I smiled at the rapture on her face.
After a half dozen of the best orgasms Rhonda could provide, Sharon was close to a limp puddle on the bed. Rhonda rose over her body again, kissing her some more, letting Sharon taste herself on her lips. Sharon responded immediately to the kiss this time, opening her mouth for Rhonda's tongue to dance with hers as they rubbed against one another.
Rhonda finally broke the kiss. "Was I pleasing to you, Miss Sharon?"
"Oh fuck, yes, very pleasing, Rhonda. I enjoyed it immensely. You weren't kidding about heaven," Sharon giggled.
"Phil, your orgasm should allow you to last a little longer and not cum in my ass too soon," I said. "But I suggest you give Sharon and I about ten minutes before you start fucking me, and I wouldn't stroke your cock again. It will get enough stimulation soon enough. Now normally, I would ask you to use some lube before you fuck my ass, but I'm very wet right now. Just fuck my cunt six or seven strokes before you put your cock in my ass and I should do just fine.
"Sharon, Rhonda is going to start filming now that you and I are going to start having sex. She'll keep filming while Phil fucks me. When we're done, we can watch it together before I send it to Master. After it's sent, I'll delete it from my phone. I don't know when he'll have time to watch it, but he'll delete it as soon as he's seen it and decides I don't need to be punished for not being sufficiently pleasing to you both. If after we send it, you would still enjoy a little more, I will suck Phil's cock and Rhonda will lick you again until Phil cums. I expect you'll have three or four more orgasms in the time it takes me to extract his cum as it will be his third time tonight. When we're done, I'll let you try the Slave Trainer. Would you find that satisfactory?"
They looked at each other. "I think it would be amazing," Sharon said. "It's already more than I ever expected."
"Once you wear the Slave Trainer, you'll realize why I'm so willing to repay my debt to you tenfold." She nodded. "You need to turn around on the bed, put your head down here," I patted a place on the bed, "so Phil has a little room behind me to fuck me. Don't concern yourself with how well you're pleasing me. It's primarily a show for Phil as I don't expect you to be good at pleasing a woman. However, I'm a slave and cum easily so don't be surprised if a little extra moisture flows into your mouth when I do."
She nodded again and moved into the spot I indicated. This time her legs were spread, long past any shy feelings she might have felt earlier. I got over her and lowered my dewy folds over her face until I felt her tongue tentatively lick at my slit. I moaned to let her know I appreciated what she was doing and lowered my mouth to her sensitized pussy, still frizzing slightly from her last orgasms. She gasped when my tongue rasped over her clit and down her cleft. I figured she could have three or four more orgasms before Phil started fucking me. Depending on how long he lasted, she might cum seven or eight more times. I hoped she would feel well rewarded for her kindness to a new slave desperate to cum.
As expected, Sharon climaxed four more times before I felt Phil climbing between my legs. I'd cum twice so I wasn't disappointed. Sharon was doing as well as she could based upon her experience level. I raised up slightly so he could get to my pussy and climaxed a third time as he slid into my cunt. I think he was tempted to finish there, pumping eight or nine times, but realized he might not have another opportunity like this one. He pulled out and I felt the head of his prick against my starred sphincter. He slowly pushed in and when he was all the way inside, with his balls slapping against my pussy, I lowered again to make it easier for Sharon to lick me, maintaining enough upward pressure so I wouldn't smother her in my folds.
Phil might not have the biggest prick in Fresno but he'd been fucking long enough to develop a little skill and he found a nice rhythm quite pleasing to my bottom. I started to cum as often as Sharon. I'm sure it made Phil proud of himself to hear me moaning as often as his wife. Sometime after perhaps ten minutes, I could tell he was getting close to cumming. He was driving harder into my ass and I'm sure I was slamming harder in Sharon's face as a result, but she didn't seem to care, still licking me fiercely.
Grunting, Phil throbbed inside my bottom and I felt the increased wetness associated with an orgasm. He continued stroking until he started to shrink, then pulled out. Sharon continued to lick me, despite his cum dribbling out of my ass and down to my pussy. Hell, if she wanted to keep my sheets cleaner, I didn't mind in the slightest. I heard Rhonda in the bathroom getting a wet washcloth for Phil's prick, which she also used gently on me, touching up my bum. Eventually, Sharon stopped licking me and I climbed off of her. Her face was covered with my cum and I asked Rhonda to bring another washcloth, using it to wipe first her face, then mine.
"I wish to thank you again for taking pity on a new slave, Sharon. It was one of the kindest gestures I've ever heard of; licking the cunt of a woman you barely knew when you'd never done so before because you took pity on her," I said as I swabbed my fluids from her face. I kissed her. "I hope you feel repaid for your kindness."
"I do," Sharon said. "More than repaid."
"Phil, did you enjoy the show? Did it meet all the expectations you might have had when you came tonight."
"Better than I hoped and more than I expected," Phil said. "Thanks for allowing me to fuck your ass."
"As you could probably tell, I enjoyed it as much as you did. I don't want this affecting your marriage. Are you both good with what happened?"
They looked at one another. Phil took Sharon's hand and squeezed it. He smiled at her. "I'm good, honey. Are you good?"
"Very good," she replied. "Our biggest and best sexual adventure ever."
"Good," I said. "Now let's take a look at the material Rhonda shot for Master. Get comfortable."
We went through the photos and the video, sending a collection of pictures and three videos to Master. One of the videos was Sharon and I alone, one was Phil fucking my ass as we pleasured each other, the last of Sharon licking the cum dripping from my ass.
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