Sold For Pleasure Vol. 3

“He might be up until we make him cum hard,” Courtney replied while rubbing the soap bar down my legs. “Just relax. It’ll be fine.”

I was nervous. We were about to do something incredibly naughty and I wasn’t sure if Norman would appreciate it. Never had I wanted to challenge his authority like I did now, but it was unclear what might happen as a result. It was now or never. I had to suck it up and be a big girl in order to give my sisters strength. Any weak part of our plan might bring about our downfall, giving Norman the chance to spank us silly. While I had previously enjoyed the spankings, I had now become fearful of them. I didn’t want to disappoint him.

But I had already done that.

Chapter Nine

I turned off the shower and stepped out as Courtney passed out towels. We dried our hair and reapplied a little make-up, helping each other with eyeliner and gloss to accentuate our features. I asked whether we should even get dressed. Courtney said not to worry about it and then retreated to the room to start binding Norman to the bed. I could hear the mattress squeaking from the bathroom, each sound causing me a miniature panic. Bettie took my hand.

“Breathe,” she said. “This is going to be fun, and you’ll forget all about—”

I covered her mouth and shook my head.

“Sorry,” she said when I pulled my hand away.

“Never speak of it,” I whispered.

She nodded in agreement, pulling me in close for a hug. When Courtney returned, we stood frozen for a moment while gathering our strength. It was g

oing to be a remarkable night. The excitement building in my gut was overwhelming and I had to steady myself with Bettie’s hand as we walked into the room.

Norman was sprawled on the bed with his arms and legs tied down, snoring softly in the dim light from the bathroom. Courtney lit a few candles next to the bed and then climbed on the mattress, instructing us silently with her finger where to sit. When we were all in place, she leaned over and gave him a sweet kiss that roused him from his sleep. He stirred and moved his arm, noticing that it was stuck in place above his head. His eyes shot open.

“What is this?” he asked in a sleepy voice.

“We’re overthrowing your power,” Courtney said sweetly.

Norman looked between the three of us, trying hard to get out of the restraints.

“Alright, girls. Fun is over,” he said firmly. “Let me go.”

“No,” Bettie said. “We want to have some fun.”

I leaned over and licked his nipple, eliciting a hiss from his mouth as Courtney stole another kiss. When Bettie rubbed his flaccid member, he groaned and stopped pulling against his restraints.

“Such bad girls,” he whispered as I helped Bettie elicit an erection. “My naughty little girls.”

Bettie took his cock into her mouth and sucked slowly, pulling back to allow me to do the same. Courtney massaged his chest and kissed his neck as we worked on his member, licking and sucking like good little girls. His muscles tensed as we stroked him and he begged for us to keep going. Courtney instructed us to stop.

“Beg,” she said to his face. “Beg us for more.”

“Please, give me more,” he begged. “Please, darlings, give me release.”

“Only when you’ve given me pleasure,” she said firmly while squatting over his face.

Bettie and I watched in awe as Norman opened his mouth to lick, Courtney rolling her hips over his face and throwing her head back to moan. It was difficult keeping my hands to myself. All I wanted to do was take his erection in my hands and start pumping, but I knew better than to move forward without Courtney’s instruction. Instead, I slipped two fingers into Bettie’s peach and started stroking her. She became wet instantly. I watched her face contort as I stimulated her beautiful fruit, reveling in the wonderful noises that came from her lips.

A pair of lips met my mouth and she reached down to slide her fingers over my bud, causing me to shiver over Norman’s body. Courtney was baying at this point and we were both ready to take charge of Norman’s body on her cue. She turned while she was riding his face and said, “Use your flowers to stimulate him.”

I smiled as we positioned ourselves over Norman’s member, pressing our flowers together with his cock in between. A groan came from his mouth and vibrated against Courtney who bayed in response. She tousled her hair and continued to ride, instructing us to grind together in order to bring our wonderful master to climax. I was beside myself with pleasure, having never done this particular position before this moment. Bettie was groaning as she slid up and down, our sweet nectar coating his tool and inspiring him to moan continuously.

The air in the room was tense with pleasure, each of us focused totally on our stimulation. Norman was completely motionless save for his mouth that gladly licked up the juice spilling from Courtney’s fruit. Hypnotic hips thrust up in a frenzy between Bettie and me as we wiggled with delight. My arms were growing tired, but I could feel the pull in my pelvis that spoke of fulfillment, the promise of a delightful release that would soak the bed and my beautiful family. It was damn potent. Molten waves of bliss washed over my body, rocking my hips to the same rhythm as Bettie.

A passionate tide overtook us as we panted, our movements becoming frenzied as we both peaked. Within moments, a chorus of moans filled the air and Bettie vibrated against my flower as I shook with delight. Slipping and sliding together, we came hard and rolled slowly over the hot tool between our buds. Rapid, shallow breaths came from beneath Courtney who was already beginning to convulse, releasing a cry of pure joy. She rattled and shook against Norman’s face who lapped fervently at her petals.

Just as Courtney came, Bettie and I picked up our pace against Norman’s tool and caused him to thrust forward hard, releasing a bountiful fountain of cream that coated our bodies. He shuddered with pleasure as he growled, fighting the restraints as his body shook. His member twitched after his discharge and he gasped hard. Courtney fell over and collapsed into the mattress, still twitching from her orgasm. The four of us were completely spent, panting as we all rested against the soft cushions. The sticky honey stuck to my stomach and I rubbed it into my skin, smiling wide at our intense bonding session.

“That was beautiful,” Bettie whispered in the candlelit room.