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Mary Jane
After a couple months of ass training my pets, I was again craving the seduction process. When a new student moved to Boston from London on an exchange program for the rest of the year, I knew I'd found my new target. She was very pretty, and her posh accent was really sexy.
I invited her to join the cheerleading squad, and after a week of practice, invited her over for a special weekend initiation.
She eagerly agreed to her first American sleepover, something she said they did regularly back in Jolly Olde.
That first night Laurie and I taught her all our different dance routines before ordering pizza and throwing on our favourite sleepover movie, 'Bring it On'.
We drank some wine, ate the pizza and watched the movie before I decided to get down to business.
"So Mary Jane," I asked, "Do you have a boyfriend back at home?"
"No," she shook her head.
"A girlfriend?"
She gasped.
"I'm not judging, it's 2019 and I've heard British girls are a lot more sexually aggressive," I continued.
"Some can be," she agreed.
"But you're not one of those?" I continued my sexual interrogation.
"I didn't say that," she smiled coyly.
"Are you a virgin?" Laurie asked, getting involved in the questioning.
"No."
"Boy or girl?" Laurie asked.
"Boy," she said, before adding, "man, actually."
"How so?" I asked.
"He was twenty-three," she admitted.
"Slut," Laurie teased her playfully.
"Have you ever been with a girl?" I asked.
"Just some snoggin', "she answered.
"Snoggin?" I questioned.
"Kissing," she explained.
"Ohhhh," I nodded.
"So what are we going to do next?" Laurie asked, knowing she wasn't allowed to come until Mary Jane had been between my legs.
"Let's play a little truth or dare," I suggested.
"Isn't that a little middle school?" Mary Jane asked.
"Not if the dares and questions aren't," I countered.
"Okay, I'm intrigued," Mary Jane smiled.
"Truth or dare?" I asked my next conquest.
"Truth," she said.
"Have you ever fantasized about eating pussy?" I asked bluntly.
Her eyes went big. "Well! This is indeed not the middle school version."
"Yes or no," I continued.
"Haven't we all?" she answered, trying to fit in with us desperately, even though she was obviously surprised by the blunt question.
"Maybe," I shrugged.
"Your turn to ask Laurie," I pointed out.
Mary Jane asked, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Laurie answered.
Mary Jane pondered what to ask, wanting to impress by being as edgy as I'd been with my question, yet unsure what to ask. Finally, she asked, going for the more conservative question, "Have you ever kissed a girl?"
"And like it," I sang.
"The taste of her cherry chap stick," Laurie continued, as she moved all sultry to Mary Jane before leaning in and kissing her. It wasn't a peck either, and it contained a few seconds where tongues were exploring.
I asked, once the kiss ended, "So is that a yes?"
Laurie shrugged, "I don't kiss and tell. Truth or dare?"
"Well, I'll follow suit. Truth," I decided.
"Do you find Mary Jane attractive?" Laurie asked.
"If I were a guy, I'd fuck her here and now," I answered, foreshadowing exactly what I soon planned to do.
Mary Jane went red, but responded rather quickly, "And I'd let you; I haven't been shagged in six months."
"Snoggin', shagged," I quoted her, "Your Brit terms are so hot."
"What's pussy licking called in Anglo?" Laurie asked.
"Muff diving, eating out, trenching," she answered.
"Trenching is a new one," I nodded, envisioning her muff diving and dining on my delicacy.
"There's also rug munching," Laurie added.
"Eating at the Y," I contributed.
"Eating pie," Mary Jane said.
"Carpet munching," Laurie suggested.
"That's the same as rug munching," I pointed out.
"How about going down south?" she asked.
"Could be used for sucking cock too, but I'll give it to you," I nodded, before listing a few, "box lunch, cunt lapping, eating beaver, pink taco fiesta."
"You're quite the pussy eating expert," Mary Jane quipped.
I replied airily, "Oh I don't know, I've just heard that my cunt is like eating peaches and strawberries."
Mary Jane wasn't sure what to say to that, and an odd silence suddenly lingered.
Laurie thought of, "Kitty candy."
That was a really good one. "Well, all I know is I have the best kitty candy in the world," I said, my eyes bearing in on Mary Jane, my intent rather blunt.
Again there was silence before I asked, "Truth or dare, Mary Jane."
"Truth" she answered again.
"Did Laurie kissing you make your kitty candy wet?" I questioned.
Her face went 'beetroot' red, her face giving away the answer before she admitted, "Yes, a little."
"It can't be a little," I pointed out. "Either you're wet or you're not wet."
"Right you are, so I'm wet, then," she sighed. "It's been a while since my cunny's been touched; I've been going through withdrawals."
"We can fix that," I quipped.
Mary Jane gave me another look of surprise, but joked, "You're going to set me up with Adam?"
"We could maybe do that, but tonight I think we should introduce you to Big Lex," I replied, foreshadowing the big nine-inch strap-on I planned to fuck her with... which I'd named Big Lex after Lex Steele, the legendary big black cock porn star.
Laurie coughed at the obvious innuendo that Mary was oblivious to. Laurie said, "Truth," getting us back on topic.
Mary Jane again took a while to consider a question, before finally asking, "When was the last time you had a kitty snack?"
Laurie raised an eyebrow and volleyed with, "Who says I like kitty snacks?"
Mary Jane, showing a little spunk countered, "Well, the answer you give will answer two questions I've been wondering about."
I'd had Laurie get me off fifteen minutes before Mary Jane arrived, so a truthful answer would reveal even more than two things.
Laurie looked at me and I nodded in the affirmative. "About fifteen minutes before you got here," she answered without a hint of shame.
Mary Jane understood instantly. She raised an eyebrow at me and I just stared back expressionlessly.
"Dare," I said without having the question asked.
"I dare you to get completely naked and show us your kitty candy," Laurie dared.
I smiled, "I don't know, once the candy shoppe is open, there's no closing it."
By now, it was obvious Mary Jane understood there was some sort of lesbian connection between Laurie and me, but I couldn't read for sure what she thought of the whole situation.
I asked her, "Mary Jane, do you want to take a look at my candy shoppe?"
To my surprise, she was brazen, "A dare is a dare."
"True enough," I nodded, as I slipped out of my pajamas, revealing I wasn't wearing a bra or panties.
I sat back down on the couch and opened my legs to showcase my candy shoppe. Taking charge of the seduction, I gave Mary Jane my hypnotic serpentine gaze and asked her, "Dare or dare?"
Mary Jane was staring at my cunt when she responded with a smile, already knowing where this was going, "Dare, apparently."
"Get on your knees, crawl to me and taste my honey hive," I ordered, coining yet another name for my cunt, as my fingers traced my outer pussy lips.
Mary Jane, transfixed on my honey hive, didn't say a word, but did exactly as I'd instructed, dropping to her knees, crawling the few feet to me, extending her tongue and licking me. She licked me for a few seconds, then stopped and began backing up.
I asked, "Are you done?"
"Perhaps, perhaps not. Do you wish me to continue?" she asked, the dare itself just to taste the honey hive.
"Do you wish to continue?" I countered, putting the decision back on her.
"Um," she began, not sure of the words to say, even though it was obvious she wanted to.
Laurie interjected, like the good pet she'd become, "If you don't, I will."
That seemed to be the trigger, the lack of disapproval she'd been looking for, and she admitted, "Yes, I do so wish."
"Yes, you wish what?" I asked, my fingers returning to stroking my wetness.
"Yes, I wish to patronise your candy store," she replied, looking up at me with the familiar look of lust I saw from all my pets when the tantalizing temptation of my cunt was so appetizingly apparent. It was also a look of transformation... a look where the girl between my legs has a moment of clarity, a moment where she realizes, without a doubt, her world has changed.
"Go ahead, my pet," I offered, the endearment another moment of submission, a foreshadowing of all I would expect of her, and very soon.
She didn't twig on being called pet, so intoxicated she was with my scent, with the desire to get more of the sweet taste she'd just sampled. Instead, she leaned forward and began her journey toward becoming a submissive pet for me.
Like most first timers, she wasn't particularly experienced, and my pleasure was based more on her eagerness than her technique. Her tongue explored randomly, licking up and down my wet pussy lips.
I moaned, knowing early encouragement was important in training a new pet, "Good girl, you'll make a very good pet."
There was just a brief moment of hesitation as she got that I didn't expect this to be a one-time thing, but as usual, her desire to continue tasting me overrode whatever doubts she might entertain about what lay ahead.
"That's it," I continued, my orgasm always coming quicker when a new pet submits for the first time. It's not her technique, but the euphoria, the rush of adrenaline, another successful seduction. "Suck on my clit, my pet, and you'll soon be rewarded with your Mistress' honey."
As I continued adding to the expectations, she again hesitated briefly, but I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her deep into my honeycomb. She obeyed my order, and soon was sucking my swollen clit between her lips. I looked at Laurie, who was filming the whole thing with my phone as I'd earlier instructed her to, and I winked.
A couple more minutes of concentrated stimulation on my clit, and my orgasm was near eruption. I ground my ass up and down and screamed, as I began coming all over her face, "Yes, you nasty little cunt-licking tart, lap up all my sweet honey!"
She tried lapping, obviously wanting the full meal deal after getting so many samplings, as I held her face in place.
Finally spent, I let go and purred, "I think you'll make a very good pet, Mary Jane."
She looked up at me, her face coated with my pussy juice, and asked, "Pet?"
I nodded, "Yes, if you want to taste me again, you must be a very good obedient pet."
"Really?" she questioned, surprised by my expectations.
"Go get Big Lex," I ordered Laurie.
"Yes, Mistress," Laurie nodded, again understanding her place and her role.
Mary Jane's expression was adorable as I continued, "My pet, I'll ask you a couple of simple questions. First, are you horny right now?"
"Yes, I'm bloody horny as the blazes," she admitted readily.
"Do you want to taste me again?" I added, although I knew the answer already.
"Yes," she agreed, as she glanced back down to my glistening cunt.
"Yes, what?" I questioned, guiding her into the submission that was to follow.
She paused briefly, looked up at me, before looking back down at my pussy, "Yes, Mistress."
"Good girl," I purred, just as Laurie returned with the big black cock in her hands. I stood up and Laurie silently fastened it onto me. Once it was on, I asked, looking down at my new British pet, "Want to get shagged?"
Her eyes went big at seeing the big, long, thick black cock. "It's huge," she said, not answering the question, instead mesmerized by the cock.
"It's nine inches of plastic perfection," I shrugged. "It's my special cock to reward good obedient pets. If you want it in that wet cunny of yours, come suck on it."
Mary Jane hesitated for only a moment, before sitting up and taking the plastic mushroom top in her mouth. She'd clearly sucked a lot of cock before, as she quickly began bobbing back and forth on the long cock, gobbling down more of it than any of my other sluts had.
After a minute or two, I ordered, "Strip off, sit up on the couch on your knees and bend over, my British pet."
She too had been wearing nothing beneath her cotton jammies, so it wasn't long before she scurried into position, dying to have my black cock probing her cunt. I positioned myself behind her and rubbed the cock between her very wet pussy lips.
"Beg for it, slut," I ordered, always loving to hear the insatiable desperate pleas of a pet in lust.
"Please shove that big pork sword in my kitty," she moaned, the cock teasing her pussy lips.
Usually I made them beg more than that, but I was eager to fuck her. I didn't slide it in, I didn't tease, I just slammed all nine inches of the massive cock inside her. Her scream, a mixture of pleasure and pain, echoed throughout the house as my body crashed into hers.
"Bloody helllllll," she screamed.
The cock buried deep inside her, I asked, "What do you want, my pet?"
Her body trembled, as she weakly got out, "For Mistress to shag me senseless."
I loved her accent and her quirky language, so I obliged her request as I held onto her hips and began fucking her hard.
Her tongue, the nastiest I'd ever heard, babbled like the insatiable slut she was:
"Oh bloody fuck, slam that big tallywacker in my cunt...
"Sheeeiiiit, shag me, roger me, fuck me...
"Fuck me with that plastic willy."
She continued her constant nasty talk, her erratic breathing showing she was close. I stopped fucking her and ordered, "Bounce back on my cock, my British slut," as I slid a finger in her ass.
"Oh shit," she moaned, as she bounced back on the cock, my finger going deeper into her backdoor. "Oh yesss, bugger my ass."
Another British term that amused me, ass sounding somehow nastier than ass, and bugger in a class of its own.
I demanded, "Come, my nasty little across-the-pond slut, scream your submission to me."
"Oh yes, my cunnie, my ass, fuck, shiit, I'm your bloody sluuuut," she screamed loud enough to wake the dead, continuing to bounce on the cock even as her orgasm cascaded through her.
Finally I pulled out and had her clean her cum off the cock before the night got a bit wilder. I had the two pets get in a sixty-nine while I grabbed the anal strap-on cock I'd just purchased (I love Amazon) and then had both my pets' asses up as I took turns fucking each of their asses , whichever term turns you on better.
Mary Jane turned out to be such a big ass slut as she begged to have her ass reamed, and she came a second time from getting ass fucked. Being a generous Mistress, I then had Mary Jane eat out Laurie, who couldn't yet get off from anal sex, something I would continue to work on with her.
The night finished with both of them worshipping my body as I came a second time as well from their double-team pleasure.
All spent, Mary Jane quipped, her hair a mess and her face again coated with my pussy cum, "And I thought you said British girls were more sexually aggressive!"
After a couple months of ass training my pets, I was again craving the seduction process. When a new student moved to Boston from London on an exchange program for the rest of the year, I knew I'd found my new target. She was very pretty, and her posh accent was really sexy.
I invited her to join the cheerleading squad, and after a week of practice, invited her over for a special weekend initiation.
She eagerly agreed to her first American sleepover, something she said they did regularly back in Jolly Olde.
That first night Laurie and I taught her all our different dance routines before ordering pizza and throwing on our favourite sleepover movie, 'Bring it On'.
We drank some wine, ate the pizza and watched the movie before I decided to get down to business.
"So Mary Jane," I asked, "Do you have a boyfriend back at home?"
"No," she shook her head.
"A girlfriend?"
She gasped.
"I'm not judging, it's 2019 and I've heard British girls are a lot more sexually aggressive," I continued.
"Some can be," she agreed.
"But you're not one of those?" I continued my sexual interrogation.
"I didn't say that," she smiled coyly.
"Are you a virgin?" Laurie asked, getting involved in the questioning.
"No."
"Boy or girl?" Laurie asked.
"Boy," she said, before adding, "man, actually."
"How so?" I asked.
"He was twenty-three," she admitted.
"Slut," Laurie teased her playfully.
"Have you ever been with a girl?" I asked.
"Just some snoggin', "she answered.
"Snoggin?" I questioned.
"Kissing," she explained.
"Ohhhh," I nodded.
"So what are we going to do next?" Laurie asked, knowing she wasn't allowed to come until Mary Jane had been between my legs.
"Let's play a little truth or dare," I suggested.
"Isn't that a little middle school?" Mary Jane asked.
"Not if the dares and questions aren't," I countered.
"Okay, I'm intrigued," Mary Jane smiled.
"Truth or dare?" I asked my next conquest.
"Truth," she said.
"Have you ever fantasized about eating pussy?" I asked bluntly.
Her eyes went big. "Well! This is indeed not the middle school version."
"Yes or no," I continued.
"Haven't we all?" she answered, trying to fit in with us desperately, even though she was obviously surprised by the blunt question.
"Maybe," I shrugged.
"Your turn to ask Laurie," I pointed out.
Mary Jane asked, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Laurie answered.
Mary Jane pondered what to ask, wanting to impress by being as edgy as I'd been with my question, yet unsure what to ask. Finally, she asked, going for the more conservative question, "Have you ever kissed a girl?"
"And like it," I sang.
"The taste of her cherry chap stick," Laurie continued, as she moved all sultry to Mary Jane before leaning in and kissing her. It wasn't a peck either, and it contained a few seconds where tongues were exploring.
I asked, once the kiss ended, "So is that a yes?"
Laurie shrugged, "I don't kiss and tell. Truth or dare?"
"Well, I'll follow suit. Truth," I decided.
"Do you find Mary Jane attractive?" Laurie asked.
"If I were a guy, I'd fuck her here and now," I answered, foreshadowing exactly what I soon planned to do.
Mary Jane went red, but responded rather quickly, "And I'd let you; I haven't been shagged in six months."
"Snoggin', shagged," I quoted her, "Your Brit terms are so hot."
"What's pussy licking called in Anglo?" Laurie asked.
"Muff diving, eating out, trenching," she answered.
"Trenching is a new one," I nodded, envisioning her muff diving and dining on my delicacy.
"There's also rug munching," Laurie added.
"Eating at the Y," I contributed.
"Eating pie," Mary Jane said.
"Carpet munching," Laurie suggested.
"That's the same as rug munching," I pointed out.
"How about going down south?" she asked.
"Could be used for sucking cock too, but I'll give it to you," I nodded, before listing a few, "box lunch, cunt lapping, eating beaver, pink taco fiesta."
"You're quite the pussy eating expert," Mary Jane quipped.
I replied airily, "Oh I don't know, I've just heard that my cunt is like eating peaches and strawberries."
Mary Jane wasn't sure what to say to that, and an odd silence suddenly lingered.
Laurie thought of, "Kitty candy."
That was a really good one. "Well, all I know is I have the best kitty candy in the world," I said, my eyes bearing in on Mary Jane, my intent rather blunt.
Again there was silence before I asked, "Truth or dare, Mary Jane."
"Truth" she answered again.
"Did Laurie kissing you make your kitty candy wet?" I questioned.
Her face went 'beetroot' red, her face giving away the answer before she admitted, "Yes, a little."
"It can't be a little," I pointed out. "Either you're wet or you're not wet."
"Right you are, so I'm wet, then," she sighed. "It's been a while since my cunny's been touched; I've been going through withdrawals."
"We can fix that," I quipped.
Mary Jane gave me another look of surprise, but joked, "You're going to set me up with Adam?"
"We could maybe do that, but tonight I think we should introduce you to Big Lex," I replied, foreshadowing the big nine-inch strap-on I planned to fuck her with... which I'd named Big Lex after Lex Steele, the legendary big black cock porn star.
Laurie coughed at the obvious innuendo that Mary was oblivious to. Laurie said, "Truth," getting us back on topic.
Mary Jane again took a while to consider a question, before finally asking, "When was the last time you had a kitty snack?"
Laurie raised an eyebrow and volleyed with, "Who says I like kitty snacks?"
Mary Jane, showing a little spunk countered, "Well, the answer you give will answer two questions I've been wondering about."
I'd had Laurie get me off fifteen minutes before Mary Jane arrived, so a truthful answer would reveal even more than two things.
Laurie looked at me and I nodded in the affirmative. "About fifteen minutes before you got here," she answered without a hint of shame.
Mary Jane understood instantly. She raised an eyebrow at me and I just stared back expressionlessly.
"Dare," I said without having the question asked.
"I dare you to get completely naked and show us your kitty candy," Laurie dared.
I smiled, "I don't know, once the candy shoppe is open, there's no closing it."
By now, it was obvious Mary Jane understood there was some sort of lesbian connection between Laurie and me, but I couldn't read for sure what she thought of the whole situation.
I asked her, "Mary Jane, do you want to take a look at my candy shoppe?"
To my surprise, she was brazen, "A dare is a dare."
"True enough," I nodded, as I slipped out of my pajamas, revealing I wasn't wearing a bra or panties.
I sat back down on the couch and opened my legs to showcase my candy shoppe. Taking charge of the seduction, I gave Mary Jane my hypnotic serpentine gaze and asked her, "Dare or dare?"
Mary Jane was staring at my cunt when she responded with a smile, already knowing where this was going, "Dare, apparently."
"Get on your knees, crawl to me and taste my honey hive," I ordered, coining yet another name for my cunt, as my fingers traced my outer pussy lips.
Mary Jane, transfixed on my honey hive, didn't say a word, but did exactly as I'd instructed, dropping to her knees, crawling the few feet to me, extending her tongue and licking me. She licked me for a few seconds, then stopped and began backing up.
I asked, "Are you done?"
"Perhaps, perhaps not. Do you wish me to continue?" she asked, the dare itself just to taste the honey hive.
"Do you wish to continue?" I countered, putting the decision back on her.
"Um," she began, not sure of the words to say, even though it was obvious she wanted to.
Laurie interjected, like the good pet she'd become, "If you don't, I will."
That seemed to be the trigger, the lack of disapproval she'd been looking for, and she admitted, "Yes, I do so wish."
"Yes, you wish what?" I asked, my fingers returning to stroking my wetness.
"Yes, I wish to patronise your candy store," she replied, looking up at me with the familiar look of lust I saw from all my pets when the tantalizing temptation of my cunt was so appetizingly apparent. It was also a look of transformation... a look where the girl between my legs has a moment of clarity, a moment where she realizes, without a doubt, her world has changed.
"Go ahead, my pet," I offered, the endearment another moment of submission, a foreshadowing of all I would expect of her, and very soon.
She didn't twig on being called pet, so intoxicated she was with my scent, with the desire to get more of the sweet taste she'd just sampled. Instead, she leaned forward and began her journey toward becoming a submissive pet for me.
Like most first timers, she wasn't particularly experienced, and my pleasure was based more on her eagerness than her technique. Her tongue explored randomly, licking up and down my wet pussy lips.
I moaned, knowing early encouragement was important in training a new pet, "Good girl, you'll make a very good pet."
There was just a brief moment of hesitation as she got that I didn't expect this to be a one-time thing, but as usual, her desire to continue tasting me overrode whatever doubts she might entertain about what lay ahead.
"That's it," I continued, my orgasm always coming quicker when a new pet submits for the first time. It's not her technique, but the euphoria, the rush of adrenaline, another successful seduction. "Suck on my clit, my pet, and you'll soon be rewarded with your Mistress' honey."
As I continued adding to the expectations, she again hesitated briefly, but I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her deep into my honeycomb. She obeyed my order, and soon was sucking my swollen clit between her lips. I looked at Laurie, who was filming the whole thing with my phone as I'd earlier instructed her to, and I winked.
A couple more minutes of concentrated stimulation on my clit, and my orgasm was near eruption. I ground my ass up and down and screamed, as I began coming all over her face, "Yes, you nasty little cunt-licking tart, lap up all my sweet honey!"
She tried lapping, obviously wanting the full meal deal after getting so many samplings, as I held her face in place.
Finally spent, I let go and purred, "I think you'll make a very good pet, Mary Jane."
She looked up at me, her face coated with my pussy juice, and asked, "Pet?"
I nodded, "Yes, if you want to taste me again, you must be a very good obedient pet."
"Really?" she questioned, surprised by my expectations.
"Go get Big Lex," I ordered Laurie.
"Yes, Mistress," Laurie nodded, again understanding her place and her role.
Mary Jane's expression was adorable as I continued, "My pet, I'll ask you a couple of simple questions. First, are you horny right now?"
"Yes, I'm bloody horny as the blazes," she admitted readily.
"Do you want to taste me again?" I added, although I knew the answer already.
"Yes," she agreed, as she glanced back down to my glistening cunt.
"Yes, what?" I questioned, guiding her into the submission that was to follow.
She paused briefly, looked up at me, before looking back down at my pussy, "Yes, Mistress."
"Good girl," I purred, just as Laurie returned with the big black cock in her hands. I stood up and Laurie silently fastened it onto me. Once it was on, I asked, looking down at my new British pet, "Want to get shagged?"
Her eyes went big at seeing the big, long, thick black cock. "It's huge," she said, not answering the question, instead mesmerized by the cock.
"It's nine inches of plastic perfection," I shrugged. "It's my special cock to reward good obedient pets. If you want it in that wet cunny of yours, come suck on it."
Mary Jane hesitated for only a moment, before sitting up and taking the plastic mushroom top in her mouth. She'd clearly sucked a lot of cock before, as she quickly began bobbing back and forth on the long cock, gobbling down more of it than any of my other sluts had.
After a minute or two, I ordered, "Strip off, sit up on the couch on your knees and bend over, my British pet."
She too had been wearing nothing beneath her cotton jammies, so it wasn't long before she scurried into position, dying to have my black cock probing her cunt. I positioned myself behind her and rubbed the cock between her very wet pussy lips.
"Beg for it, slut," I ordered, always loving to hear the insatiable desperate pleas of a pet in lust.
"Please shove that big pork sword in my kitty," she moaned, the cock teasing her pussy lips.
Usually I made them beg more than that, but I was eager to fuck her. I didn't slide it in, I didn't tease, I just slammed all nine inches of the massive cock inside her. Her scream, a mixture of pleasure and pain, echoed throughout the house as my body crashed into hers.
"Bloody helllllll," she screamed.
The cock buried deep inside her, I asked, "What do you want, my pet?"
Her body trembled, as she weakly got out, "For Mistress to shag me senseless."
I loved her accent and her quirky language, so I obliged her request as I held onto her hips and began fucking her hard.
Her tongue, the nastiest I'd ever heard, babbled like the insatiable slut she was:
"Oh bloody fuck, slam that big tallywacker in my cunt...
"Sheeeiiiit, shag me, roger me, fuck me...
"Fuck me with that plastic willy."
She continued her constant nasty talk, her erratic breathing showing she was close. I stopped fucking her and ordered, "Bounce back on my cock, my British slut," as I slid a finger in her ass.
"Oh shit," she moaned, as she bounced back on the cock, my finger going deeper into her backdoor. "Oh yesss, bugger my ass."
Another British term that amused me, ass sounding somehow nastier than ass, and bugger in a class of its own.
I demanded, "Come, my nasty little across-the-pond slut, scream your submission to me."
"Oh yes, my cunnie, my ass, fuck, shiit, I'm your bloody sluuuut," she screamed loud enough to wake the dead, continuing to bounce on the cock even as her orgasm cascaded through her.
Finally I pulled out and had her clean her cum off the cock before the night got a bit wilder. I had the two pets get in a sixty-nine while I grabbed the anal strap-on cock I'd just purchased (I love Amazon) and then had both my pets' asses up as I took turns fucking each of their asses , whichever term turns you on better.
Mary Jane turned out to be such a big ass slut as she begged to have her ass reamed, and she came a second time from getting ass fucked. Being a generous Mistress, I then had Mary Jane eat out Laurie, who couldn't yet get off from anal sex, something I would continue to work on with her.
The night finished with both of them worshipping my body as I came a second time as well from their double-team pleasure.
All spent, Mary Jane quipped, her hair a mess and her face again coated with my pussy cum, "And I thought you said British girls were more sexually aggressive!"
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