Showing posts with label fundraiser. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fundraiser. Show all posts

Friday, July 28, 2017

"The Sluttiest Hostess Ever....."

Mistress and slave had a few bumps in the run up to our fund raiser last night.

Well one major bump: the candidate to be honored had to cancel at the last minute due to a family health emergency. We were pissed at first, then scrambled to find a couple of surrogate / replacement candidates. They welcomed the chance to meet our guests, and  showed up at the appointed hour to entertain our guests.

Mistress did an excellent job of arranging for food and flowers that made our home look festive and our 40 or so guests feel welcome. The "substitute teacher" candidates charmed and amused.  Thankfully, slave remembered to put on my cock cage just before the first guest arrived.

Of course, Mistress looked lovely in a relatively short black dress and colorful jewelry from her impressive collection.

As the evening wore down, and the "substitute teacher" candidates went back out onto the trail,  Mistress continued to charm and chat up our guests.  At least 20  lingered past the 8 pm scheduled end time to help us finish off the food, wine and designer beers.

That's when  I noticed JJ discretely sliding through the front door, looming over most in the room, discretely fitting into crowd. JJ knew at least 2 or 3 of our friends, so hardly seemed out of place. But I doubt anyone thought his late arrival was suspicious.

One of our guests, a would be opera singer, tall and in her late 40's,  seemed  smitten by a seemingly "available" male on the scene. She sought to monopolize our new "bull".  But Mistress and I discretely spoke to him as guest lingered for another 45 minutes or so.  I shared with him our little scenario about him posing as an HVAC tech should Mistress need to go upstairs with him before all our guests disappeared.

He laughed at that notion.

"Sorry, but my hands would give me away -- not enough cuts and abrasions."

True.

Fortunately, our guests got the hint by 9 pm, when Mistress and I began sweeping the room for dirty plates, glasses and  half emptied wine glasses.  Not surprisingly, the last by now unwanted guest to leave was the opera singer, who seemed disappointed when JJ lingered a bit longer, saying he needed to refill his water glass.

He watched us complete the clean up, then we adjourned to the living room, with JJ and Mistress side by side on the couch, and slave watching from a side chair. We talked over the night, and chatted about some of the guests who joined us. But soon there was some "smooching" going on. Mistress's left leg was draped over JJ's right thigh. It was not hard to observe the outline of that large cock expanding inside JJ's jeans.

Sadly, he had to grab Mistress's hand and guide it to that expanding cock.

"I think you're still a little too shy in front of hubby.   Past time to get over that.....he doesn't mind you fondling my cock, do you hubby?"

"Of course not.  Go for it....."

That got my more modest tool expanding against the confines of that plastic cage Mistress had me wearing. And there wasn't much relief after JJ unfastened his jeans, popping his by now huge organ loose. He steered Mistress's greedy lips to his expansive tool.

Soon, JJ was moaning in his pleasure as Mistress's fingers and mouth worked him, as her slave took it all in.

"maybe it's time we got more comfortable", JJ noted, and on that cue we  adjourned to the bedroom, where JJ took charge of the proceedings.

"Your slave's going to undress you, and then prepare you for me....."

So I did, loosening Mistress's dress and letting it slide down her striking curves. Unfastening her black bra, then pulling the matching black undies over her strong and shapely legs. JJ was already naked, stretched across our bed, enjoying the show.

Mistress found her way to the bed next to him, and slave was soon on my knees, spreading Mistress's legs and savoring the flavors of her arousal.  I did my best to stay focused on Mistress's pleasure as she rode my mouth the increasing urgency, But I also got an eyeful of Mistress fondling JJ's mega-cock and him mauling her breasts with his fingers and mouth.

It wasn't long before JJ could no longer resist taking over.  But there was one final job for me.

"OK slave, she's ready for me now. So you can make me ready."

As I pulled away from Mistress's sopping folds, I was confronted by JJ,  kneeling on the bed, enormous cock in hand at my eye level.

"Just make it nice and wet for her, slave....."

I did my assigned task, then sat back on the floor where I could fondle and kiss Mistress as JJ took over, fucking her hard and long.  Mistress was moaning, lost in the moment, and  seemed to go over the edge more than a few times in response to his urgent and persistent assault....

JJ has a tendency to narration as he takes his pleasure from Mistress.  All of the narrative is hard to reconstruct. But I remember a few choice lines.

"She's really taking my cock now....."

"I bet his cage is tight now....." (with a little evil laugh thrown in)

"She's the sluttiest hostess ever, isn't she......?"

I had to agree on all three counts.

There were a couple of "rest periods", when slave was assigned to keep Mistress on edge with my tongue before the fucking resumed.

At one point, Mistress even tried to intervene on her slave's behalf.

"Shouldn't we let slave take off his cage now.... it has to be painful....."

That was firmly vetoed.

"No.....he can handle it..... I bet he actually likes it......"

So there was no "mercy" last night.

At some point, slave excused himself to go to bed in our daughter's room to give them a bit more privacy.  As I dozed off, I could here round three resuming, with more ecstatic moans from mistress, and the sounds of slapping flesh.

I marvel at Mistress's capacity to absorb all that fucking.

At some point after midnight, Mistress came into visit her snoozing hubby, letting me know that JJ had taken his leave, and that I was allowed to return to our bed. She even allowed me to take off my cage.   But there would be know conjugal union for slave,  at least until this morning.

Understandable.

My "slutty hostess" needed a good night's sleep and a few hours to recover.