Tina

This story took on a life of its own. I don't recall how I originally intended it to go, but this is what I ended up with...


Tina
by Susurrus

After my girlfriend broke up with me, I was through with love for a while. It was just me and "Righty" for about two months, until finally I got the itch again. Since I don't hang around bars much, I had to try to find a date where I could. This, as it turned out, was at work.

Tina was a nice girl, a little on the heavy side, but only just enough to give her some nice curves in just the right places. I'd never really given her much thought, mainly since we don't work in the same department, so our paths didn't really cross all that much. One day, though, I decided that the next time I saw her, I would ask her out.

That day turned out to be two days later.

I walked into the break room, and there she was, reading a book. Boldly walking over, I sat down and when she didn't look up, I said, "Would you go on a date with me?"

She must not have thought I was talking to her, because she didn't look up right away. After a little bit, though, she glanced up from her book and saw that I was the only one nearby. Looking at me with a puzzled look, she asked, "What was that?"

Realizing I had just blurted out my intentions, I blushed and turned to get up, muttering, "Nothing..."

Tina reached out and touched my hand. The sensation was electric. I didn't realize I was so desperate!

"No, don't go." She was looking at me earnestly - hoping she had heard right, appparently. "I just didn't hear right... did I?"

Suddenly, I was a freshman in high school again, asking Lisa Delmont, a sophomore, to Homecoming. "Um... I uh... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so... blunt. I... well... I was wondering if you'd... um... like to go on a... well... date... you know, with me... sometime."

Tina laughed at my sudden unease. "I thought that's what you said. I don't get asked out for many dates these days. Since you asked so nicely, sure, I'd love to. Thank you."

Relieved that she didn't smack my face off, I told her I'd pick her up Saturday night. She agreed with a smile that lit up the whole rest of the week.

Saturday arrived. I was nervous as hell. I went to the barber for a haircut, and I think I nearly drove the poor guy nuts with little nit-picky things. For some reason, I think I was as worked up as that one Homecoming when Lisa Delmont - miraculously - said yes.

After the barber, I went home to shave. I used up nearly an entire can of shaving cream. I was losing my mind. While being as careful as possible not to nick myself, guess what, I nicked myself. And not once, but twice! I was swearing my head off, and trying to stop the blood while also trying to finish the rest of my face. It seemed to take for fucking ever.

But, eventually, as all things do, it came to an end. I didn't look like I'd tried to commit suicide, but it sure as hell felt like it. Maybe that was the answer. I could relieve the tension. I'd call Tina and tell her I couldn't make our date, because I was dead.

Fuck.

It wasn't Tina. She was great. I wouldn't have asked her out if I didn't think so. But I was just so fucking nervous. Why? It wasn't like I hadn't been on dates before. Hell, I'd had millions of 'em. I just wanted this one to go well. I liked Tina. What I'd learned about her, I liked. Maybe this could be another long-term thing, like the last one...

Bingo.

Like the last one.

Fuck. I was afraid that I'd like her, but she'd dump me. After only one date! I guess I didn't like the idea that I was that big a loser. But, I guess it wasn't like Tina's social calendar was chock-full, either, from the sound of it.

Calm down, man!

I tried to slow down a little. It was nuts to be ready for a date five hours before it started. But I was just about there. I just had to pick out clothes...

Well, to make a long story short, I found something I deemed acceptable to wear after only about forty-five minutes. Considering the rest of the day, that was like walking up to the closet and wearing the first thing I grabbed.

Lots of time left...

Figuring there was no sense in getting dressed yet, I sat down for a while, popped a tape in the VCR, and promptly fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was 8:00. Fuck! I was already late! Maybe my earlier frenzy wasn't as paranoid as I originally thought.

I leaped into my suit, grabbed my wallet and keys and raced out the door. Getting into the car, I prayed that my ten-year-old Ford would start and keep running. The date gods were with me, it roared like a lion first try. I pulled out of the alley and headed for Tina's, careful not to drive like too much of a maniac, no sense making myself later by getting pulled over.

Pulling up in front of Tina's house, I was impressed with the look of the place. I wondered how she could afford a house its size, but learned later she'd inherited it from her grandparents, and had no payments to make.

Anyhow, I went to the door and rang the bell. After a minute, I heard movement on the other side, and then the door opened.

Holy shit! Tina was wearing a short dress that showed off her legs. Oh-fucking-my! I couldn't believe she didn't have more dates, looking like this. Yeah, she was a little heavy, not exactly what the fashion (and porno) magazines would say was the perfect shape for a woman, but Jesus, was she a knockout!

She smiled at me from the doorway, maybe she liked how I looked too, maybe it was from the drool that dribbled from my gaping mouth. She turned a three-sixty, giving me a look at the whole package, "You like?"

Trying to sound like I wasn't floored, I said, "Um, how would the older set put it... Oh yes! Hubba Hubba!"

Tina laughed, obviously pleased, her smile once again lighting the night. She stepped down from the doorway, pulling the door behind her, checked her purse then stepped to my side.

Gallantly, I held out my arm, which she took graciously, and walked her to my car.

It felt wonderful having this gorgeous woman on my arm. A twitch in my crotch wondered if maybe more would happen, but at that point, I was happy with how things were right then and there.

Gallantly I opened the car door for her, then watched, fascinated, as she got into the seat. Looking back a few minutes later, I couldn't believe how flabbergasted I was at this woman! Every movement she made hypnotized me! I wondered how I'd ever get through the night if just seeing her bend over to get into the car struck me dumb.

Anyhow, I managed to get into the car myself, and we made our way to the restaurant I'd decided on earlier in the week. Tina seemed pleased when we pulled into the parking lot, which I think made me happier than I could remember ever being before.

Once again being the gentleman, I hustled around to the passenger side of the car before Tina could let herself out, and held out my hand. With a big smile, Tina reached out and took my hand, then joined me outside the car.

Again, I couldn't believe my luck, being out on a date with such a good-looking woman. I held out my arm, at which Tina slid her hand into the crook of my elbow and we were off.

We were showed to our table shortly after arriving, and I once again played the gentleman and held Tina's chair for her. She seemed very happy at the treatment I was giving her, and at that moment, I was more than happy to treat her this way.

Looking over the menu, I kept stealing short glances at my date, and more than once caught her doing the same. Every time we caught one another, we both grinned sheepishly and turned back to our menus. It appeared that Tina liked me, maybe as much as I was liking her.

After a few minutes of looking the menus over, Tina looked up at me and asked, "So what do you recommend?"

I looked up from my menu and admitted, "To be honest, I've never been here before, either. But chances are, anything we order will be okay. I've heard from a few people who have been here, and said everything's great."

While I was saying this, I noticed Tina look up, surprised at something behind me, then drop her eyes to the table cloth. I turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Without raising her head, Tina said quietly, "Nothing... nothing." Then she got up, told me to order for her, then excused herself to the ladies' room.

Suddenly, I thought I'd screwed something up. The feeling of elation that had been bursting in my chest all night divebombed into the bottom of my stomach, crashed and burned. I felt miserable. So, when the waiter came to take our order, I just ordered two small salads, some bread and that was it. I was afraid Tina wouldn't come back.

Adding to my misery was a nagging feeling of: "What the hell did I do?" accompanied by: "And what can I do to fix it?" Confused only began to describe it.

So, you can imagine my intense relief when Tina returned a while later. I saw her glance back in the direction she'd looked earlier when her mood changed, nod her head, then continue back to the table. Apparently, she was communicating with, or being communicated to, by somebody sitting in the restaurant behind me.

Once more, I looked behind me to try and see who Tina was looking at, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Finally, Tina sat back down, still staring at the tablecloth, then she sighed and looked up. I was about to say something when Tina looked me in the eye and held out her hand. Automatically, I reached up and took what she offered me.

My disbelief was beyond bounds: She'd just handed me her panties! I held them out in front of me, not thinking about where we were, and goggled. They were an extremely sexy pair of black lace thongs, and had I seen her in them, I'd have been able to see everything underneath! It would be a blatant lie to say that my cock remained soft at this.

Suddenly, I realized what I was doing: I was showing my date's underwear to everybody in the restaurant! As I turned a vivid shade of red, (probably somewhere close to the hue that Tina's face was at this point) I quickly stuffed the panties into my jacket pocket.

A million questions flooded into my mind all at once, and I wanted in the worst way to have them all answered just as quickly. But I saw Tina's embarassment, and held my tongue. I still wanted her to like me. I know I still liked her, and not just because I now had her lacy panties in my pocket. My curiosity was brimming over, my cock was fantastically hard, but the Nice Guy in me said not to ask.

Right now, all I wanted to do was stomp on the Nice Guy's head and blurt out what I wanted to say, but the Nice Guy was too big to stomp. I shut up and fidgeted, waiting for a voluntary explanation, waiting for our food (which I no longer wanted), waiting for the Robert E. Lee... just waiting. It was driving me nuts.

Finally, Tina sighed again and looked back up at me. A proud defiance had replaced the embarrassed little girl. I expected her to speak, but she kept her mouth shut. Eventually her smile came back, bit by bit, and she sneaked a hand out from under the table and reached across to me. Glad to see her smile again, I grinned ear to ear and took her hand. I still wanted an explanation, maybe one was coming later, but right now, I was very happy to see her smiling again.

Our meal came, we ate, and when dessert came around, we had room for that. Because of the light meal, the check wasn't much, so I had bucks left over. I asked Tina what she'd like to do now, and she said dancing.

Now, I'm not much of a dancer, but I couldn't resist this woman. I got out and wiggled my butt a few times, primarily so I could more closely watch her move. I loved seeing her dance. A couple of times, I thought of the panties in my coat pocket and wondered what she'd look like dancing for an audience of one. Hopefully everybody else in the club couldn't tell I was stiff as a board and probably staining the front of my suit pants. I think Tina probably knew, because she kept smiling that nuclear smile at me, and wiggled her gorgeous, naked-but-for-the-skirt ass at me.

Now, when the night started, I was primarily hoping for just a pleasant night, leading to another pleasant night, maybe some goodnight kisses along the way, but only in my dreams had I thought sex. I figured I was in for another few weeks just me and "righty" before I could even hope for anything more. But now... now all I could think of was fucking this gorgeous woman! I wanted to see her tits shake as I plunged my cock in and out of her pussy, I wanted to hear her scream as I gave her an enormous orgasm, I wanted to taste what that now-bare-to-the-air pussy tasted like, I wanted to see what my cum looked like on various parts of her body.

I think the Nice Guy was taking a back seat to the Horny Guy at this point, but I knew the Nice Guy was stronger than any of the others I might have inside me. If Tina wasn't really ready, if the panty thing was just a tease, I'd grit my teeth and take it. Some guys might assume the panty thing was a sure deal and just take her, ready or not, but I knew I couldn't.

We were walking back to our table after a long dance, laughing and carrying on, when suddenly, Tina saw something, then got real quiet, bowing her head to look at the floor.

Once again, I didn't have any idea what the hell was happening, I thought it was me again. But this time, when I looked in the direction she'd been looking, I saw a tall, solidly built man, with a short salt-and-pepper beard and past-the-shoulder hair looking our way with a big smile on his face. I didn't know for sure if this guy was the reason for Tina's sudden change, but I couldn't see how it would be, since the man had a tall, willowy Black girl on one arm, and a petite, well-built Asian woman on the other.

The guy noticed me looking, turned his head my way, and without changing his smile, nodded slightly to me. I don't know if he was an ex-boyfriend or what, but apparently he approved of me, I guess. Or maybe he approved of Tina finally seeing someone else, I don't know.

I looked to Tina and asked, "Who's that?" She wouldn't answer, just shook her head a little. Putting two and two together, I said, "Is he the reason you gave me your panties? Was he at the restaurant?" No response at all.

Tina whispered something I couldn't hear, so I had to ask her to repeat herself.

My heart sank when she said, "Please take me home."

I wanted to ask her why, ask her to clarify the reason, but her posture indicated that the evening was over.

It was like driving to and from a funeral. Total silence.

I dropped Tina off at her door and asked, "Can I see you again? Aside from at work, that is."

She finally looked me in the eye, something she hadn't done since the episode at the disco, and stated, "I don't know. I hope so."

That seemed a little mysterious to me, and I started to ask what she meant by it, but she quickly leaned over, gave me a peck on the cheek, then dashed from the car and into the house.

I just sat, stunned, for a few minutes, hoping Tina would come back out and talk to me, but she never emerged once the door closed. What the hell had happened? Who the hell was that guy? He sure seemed to have a hold on Tina. But then, who were those other two women he was with? Was Tina still pining over a lost boyfriend? And why the fuck wouldn't she talk about it? I thought we were both having a great time, why would this guy's turning up ruin it?

I wanted to knock on her door and try to have some of my questions answered, but once again, the Nice Guy said, 'You should leave her alone. When she's ready to talk, she'll talk. Just hope she'll see you again.' I wanted to wring the Nice Guy's neck.

Sunday came and went. I brooded most of the day.

Monday I walked into work and the first person I looked for was Tina. She wasn't there. She couldn't have quit. I asked and found out she'd called in sick. Great.

The whole day I walked around in a funk. I don't know if I really got anything accomplished, but I don't think anybody noticed, either. Going home, I wondered if Tina'd gotten sick after our date... Or if the appearance of Mr. A-Girl-On-Each-Arm was to blame.

When I arrived home, the light was blinking on my answering machine. I pressed the 'play' button, and Tina's voice came on the line.

"Robert, come over to my place. I need to explain some things to you, and I just can't do it over the phone. The front door is unlocked."

My heart started thumping right away. Without any further ado, I left my place and sped over to Tina's.

When I got to Tina's, there was already another car there. A spiffy Jag. Ooo. Somebody had money, and I knew it wasn't Tina: she works the same place I do.

I went up to the door, and true-to-her-word, it opened easily. Looking around, I called out, "Hello. Anybody home?"

To my left, Tina's voice came to me, "In here."

Following my ears, I found my way to where Tina had called. There, I stopped short.

I had found the living room. Therein were Tina, the guy from the disco, and his two arm-ornaments. This wouldn't have shocked me so much if it wasn't for the reason they were all nude. The black girl and the oriental were fondling each other's pussy, while the guy sat on the couch, with an enormous hard-on. And where was Tina? Why, she was sitting on the floor next to the guy, one hand fondling his huge staff while she turned to welcome me.

"Hi, Robert. I'm glad you could come. This is Master Damon." She indicated the nude man on the couch. I nodded my head in greeting. She motioned toward the two ladies, "And this is Licia," the black girl waved, "and Kyoko," the oriental woman.

Damon rose from the couch and held out his hand. I couldn't help but notice how BIG this guy really was. He stood a full head taller than me, and I'm not short, and he probably outweighed me by over forty pounds. But none of it was flab. He looked solid as a rock. I know there was something about him that was definitely solid as a rock, and it stood out proudly from his body about 9-10 inches, and was probably almost as big around as my wrist.

I took his hand and we shook. A good firm handshake, not a bone-crusher, but afterward, my hand sure knew it'd been shook. "It's good to meet you. Tina's told me a lot about you the past couple of days. She likes you a lot. That's good." Damon's voice was deep, resonant, pleasant to listen to. I liked this man instantly. There was power in this man. Power, yet a gentleness that balanced that power exactly. I could tell he was a good man to know.

I felt a little sheepish, maybe intimidated even, saying anything to Damon, but managed to get out: "Thank you. I was afraid after what happened at the disco Saturday night, that it was all over for us."

Damon chuckled softly. "Not at all. Tina deserves a good man. She's still mine, but I'm willing to share her with someone who can take good care of her."

I didn't understand this last statement, so I asked, "Still yours? What do you mean?" I must have been in shock since I'd walked into the room, because the fact that everybody else was naked, and I was still in my work clothes, hadn't sunk in.

Tina rose up off the floor and I got a good look at her nude body for the first time. Oh my god. Padded in all the right places, tits to die for, and I noticed, no pussy hair. She looked up at Damon and he looked down and nodded at her. Smiling, she told me, "I'm Master's slave. He loves me and takes care of me. Licia and Kyoko are my sisters. We service Master's needs whenever and however he wants. But I like you, too. Master is willing to 'share the wealth' as it were, and lets us all see others, as well. But ultimately, we are his. Licia is married to a banker, who knows and approves of this arrangement. Her husband knows of her needs, and realizes he's not up to the task. Kyoko has a boyfriend and a girlfriend. They both know what goes on and sometimes participate, as well. I've only been with Master for a few months. Never really realized I had this side to me, but once I met Master, I knew. He saw it in me." Tina bowed her head a little, not sure how to continue, but finally she found whatever she needed and said, "And I think I saw it in you, too."

Whoa, wait a minute, was she implying I become a slave, too? Or was she saying she thought she was willing to become my slave? Everything was going way, way too fast. My head was spinning. I'd just walked in on something I'd never even thought really happened. People didn't really willingly become other people's slaves, did they? Or did they?

I probably sounded pretty stupid when I opened my mouth again and said, "What?"

Damon put a hand on my shoulder. I saw a movement and noticed Tina had once again taken his cock in her hand. "It's alright." Damon said. He took Tina's hands away from him and guided her to me. Tina started removing my clothes.

I was so stunned, I couldn't react. I just stood there as the woman of my dreams removed my clothing. Apparently, when my pants and underwear came off, something knew how to react to the situation. My cock stood erect as ever, and all three women in the room purred their approval. I started to feel kind of idiotic, though, standing there next to the biggest cock I'd ever seen before. My slightly-over-six-inches started to wilt a little when I looked back over at Damon's amazing manhood. He laughed a little, then urged Tina to take care of me.

Tina's eyes sparkled as she knelt before me and opened her mouth, gulping my cock down almost as if it wasn't there. Now, I'd had blowjobs before, but I'd never been deep-throated so quickly and thoroughly before. I nearly shot off right then and there, but fortunately, I held off.

Oh my god, was Tina good! She definitely knew how to work a cock! Then again, after sucking on Damon's huge manhood, I suppose my comparatively little dick was simplicity itself.

While I was receiving the blowjob of my life, I yelped in surprise and practically jumped out of my skin when I felt hands spread my ass cheeks and something flick against my asshole. Looking behind me, I saw Licia with her face buried in my butt. I'd never had anything like this done to me before. The sensation of a tongue dancing around my butthole was exquisite! I was going to get more of this in the future! The combination of Tina's mouth on my cock and Licia's tongue on my anus was driving me extremely close to the edge. What finally pushed me over that edge was the sensation of a mouth working my balls. Kyoko had worked her way between my body and Tina's, and was lapping my nuts like they were the best tasting ice-cream cone she'd ever had.

Well, as you can imagine, this whole scenario was too much for me, the sensations more than I could stand, and I shot my biggest load of cum ever into Tina's sucking mouth. Tina took all my jizz with a smile on her face, then when I was done, she removed her mouth from my quickly deflating cock and stood over Kyoko.

Kyoko raised her face to Tina, and my wilting member almost popped back up instantly as Tina slowly spit my cum all over Kyoko's waiting face. I'd never seen a woman so in love with having her face jizzed. Kyoko leaped up, grabbed Tina and started to rub her face all over Tina's. Licia joined the other two and soon all three women's faces were slick with my cum-juice.

It was a three way lezzie kiss for a little while as the girls all ran their tongues over each others' face and lapped up some of my cum. I was a little concerned, though, when all of a sudden, they all turned and started toward me.

All three women grabbed me and pulled my face down to theirs. Soon they were rubbing my jizz all over my face! I tried to pull away, but they held me firmly. After a short struggle, I heard Damon's voice:

"Lick their faces, Robert. They deserve it for the pleasure they gave you. Don't worry."

Like I said before, the man had power. There was no anger in the way he spoke, simply the quiet tone that he expected to be obeyed. I stuck out my tongue and started to lick.

Tina squealed in delight as I ran my tongue all over her face. My cum had a little of a bitter, metallic edge to it. I would have to change my diet to make it taste better. I pressed my lips tightly over Tina's mouth and gave her a big french kiss before moving on to Kyoko.

I had to lick Kyoko's ear to pick up the trail of cum that had run there. From a distance, I shouted at myself, 'What the hell do you think you're doing? You're eating your own cum! Cut it out, fagboy!' But the deepest part of me knew that was simply my backward upbringing and narrow-minded society talking. I truly felt there was nothing wrong with what I was doing. Besides, I'd been told to do it. But I now didn't question it. How quickly I fell under Damon's spell.

After Kyoko's face was shiny with my saliva, I gave her a big tongue-kiss like I'd given Tina, then turned to Licia. The tall black woman smiled a bright, cummy smile at me, then grabbed me and rubbed her face all over mine. I loved the slickness my jizz gave our skin, and relished the smooth glide of our faces together. Eventually, I started to lick her face, too, and she mine. When we were satisfied we were clean, we gave each other a deep soul-kiss.

When we finally looked up again, we looked toward Damon. His smile was huge, and Kyoko was now working on his cock with her hands and mouth. Tina had lay on the floor, her head between Damon's feet. I finally noticed that my cock had bounced back to life, and Tina pulled her knees up to her tits, so that her pussy was offered and ready.

I looked up at Damon, and he nodded assent.

My anxiety was almost more than I could bear. As I lowered myself down to Tina, my whole body vibrated. On our date, I only started thinking about having sex with Tina there toward the end, just before she closed up on me. Now, here she was, offering herself to me like some oversexed slut. I knew of no other thing I really wanted at that point than to shove my cock into her juicy cunt.

I knelt between her legs and Licia guided my cock to Tina's hole. With no preliminaries, my cock sank deep into her pussy. Oh god, she was hot! I thought her cunt was going to melt my dick right off! The feeling of fucking her bare pussy was amazing! It felt like I went in a whole lot deeper than it had with my previous girlfriend, who was almost as hairy as I was. I'd loved her hairy bush, but I loved Tina's pussy even more.

After I assimilated myself to the burning pleasure of Tina's dripping cunt, I started to slowly pump in and out. I wanted this to last as long as possible. But, apparently, the other girls had other ideas.

Licia's face once more bent to my asshole, and the fabulous pleasure there again exploded. Kyoko squatted over Tina's face, and subsequently received a tongue up her twat.

Now, I'd never seen anything so sexy in my life. Kyoko's puckered asshole stared me straight in the eye, and I could see Tina's tongue splitting her bare cunt lips. I felt myself building to another powerful cum, then looked up a little.

Damon hadn't moved much from when I'd seen him standing over Tina with Kyoko's mouth on his cock. Subsequently, when I raised my head a little from watching Tina and Kyoko's little lez-fest, I was face-to-face with the python, so to speak.

Now, Damon's cock looked big, really big, when I first saw it. From only a few inches away, it was damn near frightening. I knew what he wanted, expected, but I wasn't sure I could. Suddenly, I knew what it means when a woman says she doesn't know if she can take a cock. But, as I said before, I was under this man's spell.

With my cock in a hot, squishy pussy, a tongue doing a fandango on my asshole, and my girlfriend (?) with a cunt on her face, I was ready to suck a cock.

I reached up and took Damon's fantastic manhood in my hand. My fingers only just closed around it. Opening as wide as I could, I slipped the head of my Master's (!) cock into my mouth.

Never before had I sucked on another man. I was mesmerized by Damon. I don't think he had any special "powers" or anything, but he definitely could get whatever he wanted. Right now, what I wanted was to suck this amazing dick and have it spurt its creamy load out into my mouth.

I slid in and out of Tina, who was writhing around on the floor, humping into my thrusts, she was eating out a wildly thrashing Kyoko, and I was swallowing as much of Damon as I could. Part of me felt bad for Licia, because all she got was my asshole. I decided I'd make it up to her later.

Kyoko came first. Her hips twitched involuntarily, and she screamed as if she was being run over by a bulldozer. She squirted a load of girl-cum onto Tina's face, then rolled off onto the floor where she lay panting.

Tina came on my cock next. Like Kyoko, her hips vibrated uncontrollably and she screamed out her orgasm. I felt a warmth wash over my balls, and I suddenly realized that Tina had squirted, too.

Licia started to moan into my ass shortly after Tina's cum began. I found out later that she's really an ass-girl, and doesn't care if it's a guy or a girl whose butt she's reaming. She can cum just from giving a good rim-job, and apparently the one she'd given me was one.

I was next. I yelled around Damon's thick cock and sprayed my jizz all over Tina's insides. When my dick stopped twitching, I simply soaked myself in Tina's pussy and concentrated on sucking Master's cock.

It was several minutes before Master Damon started to grunt and groan. This, I felt, was my cue to up the ante, so to speak. I pumped my hand up and down on his shaft, following my mouth like I'd seen the porn starlets do, and I reached up with my other hand and weighed his huge balls. It felt great. I was now a cock-slut. I still loved pussy, and wouldn't give it up for the world, but I'd need a cock every now and then.

Master's breathing got heavy, and he moaned a little with each breath, but he didn't really start to holler until I reached under his balls and found his asshole. I stuck my middle finger into Master's ass and reached out to find his prostate. Once I had that under my finger, I stroked and prodded it in time with my mouth-hand strokes. Not too long after that, Master started to shout and his big fucking prick started to throb in my mouth.

Master grabbed the back of my head and forced more of his enormous cock into my mouth. I started to gag, but tried and finally succeeded in overcoming it. It was like a fire-hose had gone off in my mouth. I took my hand off Master's cock and pressed against his belly to get him to back off a little, so I could more easily take the flood that was pouring into my mouth.

Once Master Damon allowed me to get more comfortable with what was happening, I took what I could of what he offered. I don't know what this man ate, but his jizz was delicious (?) compared to mine. Some of his copious load squirted out the sides of my mouth and dribbled down my face. It started to drip off my chin, but one of the girls quickly got under me to catch it, apparently not wanting to waste any.

Swallowing as quickly as I could, I took as much of Master's cum into my body as possible. He seemed to spurt for ages, and I couldn't have been happier. Now I knew why women enjoy knowing their men have gotten off. The satisfaction knowing you made your partner feel that good is intoxicating.

I was extremely proud of myself when I pulled my mouth off Master's cock, and I sat back and beamed, his thick, creamy cum warming my belly and covering my lower face. Licia came up to me, and I kissed the mouth that had so recently been kissing and tonguing my asshole. She started to lick my face clean, and was joined by Kyoko.

Suddenly, I felt cool air on my cock and balls, and realized that Tina must have crawled out from under me. My curiosity as to her whereabouts was solved, though, when I felt a mouth on my genitals.

While my face was kissed and licked by the gorgeous Licia and Kyoko, Tina licked her and my juices off my cock and balls. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Master Damon had sat back down on the couch and was smiling at the sight of us. His fabulous manhood no longer stood straight up, but even soft, he was much bigger than me hard.

When the girls were satisified with my cleanup, they all straightened up, knelt next to me, and we all faced Master Damon.

Master smiled at us from his seat, and gave us a personal ovation. He then rose and said, "I hope you understand now, Robert, what Tina's place in the world is. She is mine. And now, I believe, you are mine as well. If I'm not mistaken."

I responded exactly how he'd hoped. "No, Master, you are not mistaken. I've never felt such sensations before. I want to feel them again. Over and over. And I love you. I think I love Tina, too. I want permission to find out for sure."

Master Damon smiled and laughed. "Of course you have my permission. You sound like a fine man. Tina is interested in finding more out about you, as well. I think she would like to submit to you as she submits to me. Simply make her do the things that make you feel good, and she will feel good.

"Just remember, she is ultimately mine. If I decide your relationship stops, it stops. But I hope for Tina's sake that it never comes to that. I want nothing more in the world than for my girls to be happy."

I agreed, and he held out his hand to me, helped me up off the floor and we shook hands, both of us smiling broadly.

The five of us spent the rest of the night talking, every once in a while a finger would reach out and flick a nipple or caress a testicle, and at one point, the girls needed each other, so Master and I sat back and enjoyed the show. I stroked Master for him while he watched, and dipped my head down to catch his cum when he orgasmed.

Tina and I have been seeing each other for eight months, and about once a month, we see Master and his girls for a night of fantastic sex. I've asked Tina to marry me, and next spring, Master will walk her down the aisle, and we will become man and wife. I wonder what might happen after that?

Nice story ;-) An experience I feel I would love to share.