The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 27 - Sex Stories

The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 27

... shaft, deep-throating me like a whore. I relished the girls’ dedication. Standing beside the bed, my wife Sasha had a strap-on cock dangling from her waist. She had the boyfriend – she called him ‘Cunt-Eater’ – kneeling and ready to take the strap-on for his daily morning anal pounding.

Sasha eased it inside his bum, the oily prong pushing past his sphincter while I watched and enjoyed the dual pleasuring I was receiving.

“Oooohhhh yeah, Cunt-Eater. You feel me deep in your ass? You like that?”

That bitch-boy knew that there was only one right answer to my wife’s question.

“Yes, Mistress,” he said, his cuffed hands bracing himself on the floor as she began to fuck him. Meanwhile, the brunette switched from licking to sucking on my balls. Big Tits slurped loudly and came up off my cock temporarily, pre-cum coating her lips. Both girls had their wrists cuffed behind their backs. I seldom allowed them to be anything except naked and cuffed at all times. No use tempting fate. The bitches were probably fully broken… but there was no use taking any risks.

“Kiss each other, sluts. Share some spit,” I ordered. I watched the arousing sight of the blonde kissing her dark-haired sister. As their jaws rippled, mouths pressed together, I was glad I’d decided to show the cunts a little mercy. Warming my bed and pleasing my cock – that had become the two sluts’ main purpose in life, at least when they weren’t being passed around to my men.

By now they were used to pissing ...

... and shitting in front of the gang and eating out of the dog bowls I’d gotten for each of them. I kept them like not just sex slaves but animals, and they had learned their place well.

“That’s enough,” I barked. “Now turn around, Big Tits. Ease that pussy onto me. Let me see you fuck.” Awkwardly but somehow with a certain grace all the same, the busty blonde turned around and carefully lowered herself onto my raging hard-on. Without her hands to position my cock’s tip at her fuck-hole, the girl had to aim just right.

I watched that beautiful ass descend onto my lap and felt my cock slide into Big Tits’ sheath of a pussy. Damn, that glove was a snug and heavenly fit around my cock. I pillowed my hands behind my head and enjoyed the show as Big Tits began to move. I was tempted to smack that bouncing ass. I savored the sight of the seal of her cunt lips slurping up and down my meat.

“You love this cock, Big Tits? Well?”

“Yes Master! I love your cock!” the bitch crooned wisely. Now I turned my attention to her slut sister.

“Wet Pussy, don’t just sit there. Keep up that ball-worship,” I growled. Immediately I felt Wet Pussy’s tongue lapping at my testicles again. The soft sounds of her licking and the wet suction-filled sounds of the blonde impaling her cunt on my pre-cum-lubed dick soon filled the bedroom. This was music to me. Fuck yeah. And now, as I laid there and savored every sensation, I heard the bitch-boy groaning in the background and looked at my wife’s ...