Road Trip

Chapter One-4

“Now suck my other hole clean.”

I tried to resist, but her hand had grasped by balls, and I could feel her squeeze and twist my tender jewels. “Clean my asshole, slave. After all, you left your junk in it.”

My tongue was probing deep into her ass as I felt her pucker. Suddenly I tasted my stuff. As it flowed out of her, I almost puked. It had a bitter taste, not like that which I drank from her p***y.

As I continued to service her, she leaned over and took my c**k in her mouth. I couldn’t believe that after what she had made me do I was already hard again. She sucked and licked until I was right on the verge of blowing. Then just as suddenly as she started, she pulled away leaving me hanging there, needing to c*m. I thrust my hips up and down, but it did no good.

“Please let me blow.”

“In a while…. Why hurry it? You did what you wanted when I was cuffed to the bed. Now it’s my turn. I can do anything I want, and there’s no way you can stop me. Maybe I should go get one of Sherry’s strap-ons and show you what it’s like to get f****d in the ass. Would you like that?”

A look of fear covered my face as I shook my head back and forth.

“Then don’t rush me.”

A few minutes passed, and my hard-on started to go down, but finally she started to jerk me off again. Her hand rubbed my c**k up and down for several minutes until I was again right on the brink of ejaculation, but she stopped just in the nick of time. Then she’d wait. Again and again she took me right to the edge. All it would take was one second more, but she wouldn’t let me have that moment of pleasure. She enjoyed teasing me that way.

She climbed up, straddled my hard c**k and let it slide inside of her. She raised herself up and down and rode me hard. It was like I was a rodeo bronco, and she has going to break me. Her fingers grabbed my n*****s and dug in tight, so she wouldn’t fall off. She twisted and pulled, but I didn’t care. I was close to blowing another load in her. We both moaned in unbelievable ecstasy as our orgasms collided.

She slid off and snuggled up next to me. After pulling a thin sheet up over us and kissing me on the lips, she softly spoke, “Good night, slave. We’ll continue this in the morning.”

She left me cuffed to the bed unable to change my position, but surprisingly I soon fell asleep. I woke up later in the night and tried to figure out why I couldn’t move. Finally, my mind remembered what had happened. I realized I was still handcuffed and playing her game.

I lay there, never moving and listened to her sleep. I must have drifted back off, because the next thing I knew someone was rubbing her hand up and down my c**k.

“You asleep?”

“No, not now.”

“Good,” she whispered as she crawled around on top of me and got into a 69 position. Her p***y was already wet as she settled down. She rubbed her musky, sweet box back and forth leaving her scent all over my face but soon stopped with my nose on her clit and my tongue right where she wanted it. Then with her hand around my manhood she deep throated my hard c**k. And so it all started once more.

My God, she’s a horny b***h I thought. I’ve never met anyone like her. Maybe I should hang around for a few more days.

Our love making continued as she gently squeezed and rolled my balls with one hand and tantalized my ass bud with the other. Since I was still cuffed to the bedposts I was restricted to just using my tongue, but I didn’t care. She was giving me the best s*x anyone could ever want.

She didn’t want this passion to end too soon. When I got her close, she’d just pull away a little, while she teased me by keeping me right at the very moment before blowing.

God! It was so good; it was so right.

That little blond had a gift when it came to making love. Finally we both came together. It was like a tidal wave crashing over us both. Never had I felt anything like that. It could never be any better than that.

The rush finally diminished, and she turned around and snuggled up next to me. With her head resting on my arm and her fingers rubbing my n****e she asked, “Do you have to leave today?”

“No… I can stay for a few more days if you want.”

“Good… I’d like that.”

We stayed in bed until at least nine in the morning. I heard the van and one of the motorcycles leave. Jenny unlocked my cuffs and led me into the bathroom. They had a huge shower, and we spent quite a while in there washing and making out.

As I started to get dressed, she asked if I had any clean clothes.

“I doubt it. I’ve been on the road for over a week.”

“Here, put these on then,” as she threw me a pair of guy’s boxers from her drawer. “We’ll gather up all your clothes and do a wash.”

“Sounds good, but is this all I get?”

“You’re lucky I let you wear that much,” she chuckled. “After all, I could keep my little slave naked. Besides, nobody around here cares. Come on I’ll make you some breakfast.”

She slipped into a tiny pair of Daisy Dukes and pulled on an extra tight, skimpy tank top before we headed downstairs.

As I got to the bottom of the stairs, Sherry was just leaving. She was carrying a box that looked similar to a picnic basket. Nonchalantly she turned and asked, “You heading out today?”

“I don’t think so. I’m going to hang around here for a few more days if you don’t mind.”

“Fine with me. Never know things have a way of changing. Maybe you’ll spend the rest of your life here with us. Jenny sure knows how to capture a man, doesn’t she?”

I just chuckled.

“Anyway… Jane will be back in a little while, and we’ll get your bike running. I won’t be gone long. Got a couple of things to take care of. Enjoy…”

She put her basket in a Jeep just outside the door and was off in a cloud of dust.

Jenny and I had breakfast and did my laundry. We talked and just hung out until we heard the van pull back in. Soon after that Sherry got back and before long my bike was running like normal.

I revved the engine and a roar echoed off the wooden walls of the barn. “Doesn’t sound bad for a piece of Jap crap,” Sherry jokingly commented, “but it doesn’t have that special sound that a Harley has.”

“I know, but a Harley costs better that 20 grand, and I picked this up for less than half of that. For now this will have to do.”

We didn’t do much for the rest of the day, but after dinner Jenny came to life once more. By nine o’clock we were back in her bedroom continuing similar games as the night before.

Things started out a little different after she got me undressed. Jenny locked my hands behind my back with the handcuffs and had me on my knees for better than an hour before she was satisfied.

When she finally sat up and pushed me away, she smiled with a little comment while observing my hard c**k. “You said that you always liked to please your women first. And you sure are good with that tongue. You must have had loads of practice.”

I just smiled and chuckled.

“And you know you look so good down there on your knees all trussed up and ready to serve me. You like it there, don’t you, slave?”

I dropped my eyes to the floor and blushed a little. “Yes, Mistress.”

Suddenly I realized what I just said. It’s funny… it just came out without a bit of thought. She called me her slave, and I acknowledged her as my Mistress. As I raised my head and looked into her eyes, there was a little smile on her face and a look of satisfaction. She had heard it too.

For several more hours we made love. I cuffed her to the bed, and she did the same to me. After a while we just held each other and drifted off to sleep.

In the morning our routine was much the same. We showered together and got ready to spend the day hanging out. I heard the front door close, so I looked out. Sherry was carrying that same basket and drove off in the jeep. I sort of wondered where she went each day.

Jenny and I sat out on the porch for a while before it got too hot and watched some clouds building up over some mountains in the distance.

“Those are the Monitor Mountains off there to the west. The highest one is Jefferson Peak. It’s a little over 5000 feet. The way those clouds are building, we’ll have something different here tomorrow. By the looks of it we’ll get some rain.”

“I was thinking about leaving in the morning, but if it’s going to rain maybe I should stay here for another day or two.”

“What’s your hurry? Why do you want to leave so soon? I’d really like you to stick around for a while longer.”

“I just hate to be a bother. You girls have been so helpful, and I really don’t want to overstay my welcome.”

“You’re definitely no bother. I like having you here. A girl sometimes gets real lonely out here all by herself. Why don’t you reconsider and stay on for a while longer? Anyway, what’s your hurry? Don’t you like spending time with me? You could help with the chores and that kind of stuff if you care to. I’d like that you know.

“Just think, you could be my little s*x slave and keep me happy whenever I needed your services. Wouldn’t that be fun? I’d be willing to bet that with a little encouragement I could keep you in handcuffs forever.”

Actually my little head was thinking just about s*x, and I missed most of those lines.

“Yeah but…”

“But nothing… You’ll stay for a while, won’t you?”

And so I agreed to stay for a few more days, but I knew that she was different. If I didn’t leave very soon, I’d never leave. I guess I’d just hang out for a while and play it by ear.

That night I talked them into letting me fix dinner. One of the girls had taken some pork chops out of the freezer, so I marinated them in Italian dressing before searing them over a bed of mesquite coals. I baked some potatoes and made some glazed carrots. Everyone raved about the meal and told Jenny that she had better persuade me into staying around until winter.

We made love again that night. Once again I started on my knees with my hands locked behind me. She moaned and screamed for more as my tongue did its magic. While she was cuffed to the bed, I took her in both holes once more. And then it was my turn to wear the cuffs again.

It was well past midnight when our fun and games were over. She released my arms, and we slept wonderfully wrapped in each other’s arms ‘til morning.

After a while we both woke up. Jenny said, “Listen, it’s raining. You’re going to get a special treat today. By mid-afternoon the desert will come alive. It’s been sleeping way too long during this dry spell, but it’s like magic. A few hours of rain makes flowers bloom where you thought there never were any.

“Come on, let’s get up and go for a walk. I love to walk in the rain.”

Wearing just her panties and a tee shirt she was pulling me towards the door.

“Let me put something on.”

“Come on… just slip into those boxers. We’ll put on our sneakers and go outside.”

She was like a little kid. The excitement of the rain was beyond belief. We followed the same path as we did the other day to watch the sunset. Once out on the rocky bluff she pulled a cushion from a tucked away plastic bag and sat down. A steady drizzle fell from the sky, wetting our hair and covering our bodies.