Courtesan Ch. 24

When I was first learning to give oral, Kelly had always stressed that I should be gentle while we were getting started. She explained that before a woman is fully aroused her cunt can be very sensitive.

Applying that lesson, I covered Keisha's pussy with soft kisses. As I kissed her I could feel the moisture of her arousal on my lips. She was already excited.

The room was silent. I assumed that everyone's attention was focused on Keisha.

Above me, I heard her say; "So Chris, you asked me about the Packer Eagle game. I think the Packer's chances depend on their ability to run..."

Extending my tongue, I gently licked the cleft of her pussy.

Keisha's voice quavered for a second, but then she quickly continued. "...the football. If the Eagles can force them to pass on every down, they'll lose."

I started vigorously licking her cunt.

That caused a brief pause before she asked; "So Chris what do you think?"

I thought I could detect a tightness in her voice, but I had to admit that she was doing a good job of maintaining her composure.

Chris chuckled. "I think it's up to their defense. Keish, what's your opinion of the Packer defense?"

I smiled. Chris had just adeptly shifted the burden of the conversation back to Keisha.

I found her clit and kissed it.

Keisha gasped.

I began rubbing the base of her cunt with the tip of my finger while I continued kissing her clit.

There was a moment of silence and then I heard Keisha say, "I really like the three four defense they play." Her speech was a little more forced than it had been a minute earlier. I was getting to her.

Behind me, Tonya said; "Keish you're looking a little flushed. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yes, I'm..."

I pushed my finger into her cunt and sucked her clit into my mouth.

Keisha gasped again, but still managing to maintain her composure, she answered; "...I'm fine, football gets my adrenalin going."

Kelly laughed. "That's not all that's getting your adrenalin going."

Everyone at the table chuckled.

I took a quick break so that I could put my finger in my mouth and get it nice and wet; then, placing my lips back around Keisha's clit, I reached under her and began massaging her asshole with the tip of my now moist finger.

As soon as she realized what I was doing, Keisha cried out; "Shit that's not fair! He's rubbing my asshole with his fingertip while he's sucking on my clit. Nobody can keep it together while someone's doing that to them."

Keisha's complaint made me stop what I was doing and jump back.

She immediately protested. "No don't stop! Please don't stop!"

Quickly wetting my finger again, I returned it to Keisha's anus and sucked her clit back into my mouth.

That made her giggle with delight. "Yes that's it! That feels wonderful"

Around us, the room was silent. No one was talking. I was certain that everyone's attention was focused on Keisha.

Keisha took a deep breath and whispered; "Timmy, you are an evil bastard. That feels so good. You're driving me mad."

I pushed my finger into Keisha's asshole and started flicking her clit with my tongue while I sucked on it at the same time.

That caused her to gasp and then she giggled and said, "Damn you Timmy!"

I kept fingering Keisha's ass and sucking and flicking her clit. I could feel the tension building in her body. Her cunt was dripping wet. She started trying to hump my face.

But then she stopped. For a moment she was perfectly still. I could feel the overwhelming tension in her body, but she wasn't moving at all. Suddenly she screamed, "Oh shit!"; and started to laugh as an orgasm erupted inside her.

I continued sucking Keisha's clitoris. For a few seconds she cried and laughed and mashed her sopping cunt into my face and then her climax started to subside. Gradually, her cries of joy became soft whimpers and the tension in her body disappeared. Once she was fully relaxed I released her love bud and gave her pussy a soft kiss.

Keisha gently rubbed my head with both of her hands and whispered, "Timmy, that was magnificent."

Looking up at her, my face glistening with the moisture of her arousal, I winked and said; "It was my pleasure."

Giggling, Keisha said, "No, it was our pleasure."

I gave her pussy one more kiss and then I turned. As I was crawling away I heard her sheepishly say, "I guess I lost."

In a very tender voice Tonya said, "Keish honey we all knew you never had a chance."

"What do mean?"

This time Kelly answered. "One of the qualities that makes you such a great courtesan is your openness to pleasure. You respond so easily to another person's touch. Sweetheart, it's not difficult to make you cum."

Giggling, Keisha said; "What can I say, I love to get off."

I was crawling out from under the table between Tonya and Kelly when Tonya reached down and grabbed my shoulder. "Just a minute sweetie. Before you get up I'd like a little taste of the same sugar you just gave Keisha."

I looked up at my wife. She smiled at me. "We have time babydoll. Give Tonnie a nice kiss."

I nodded to Kelly and then I backed up and positioned myself between Tonya's legs. She pulled up the hem of her skirt and spread her thighs.

When she felt me kiss her pussy, Tonya sighed. Like Keisha, she was already wet. I kissed and licked her for a moment and then I sucked her clit into my mouth and started flicking it with my tongue.

Just as I was feeling Tonya's excitement beginning to grow, she patted my head and said. "That's enough sweetie. I don't need to cum right now. Antoine will take care of that later. I just wanted a quick thrill."

I looked up at her and smiled.

Patting my head once more, she said; "Thank you babydoll, that really was very nice."

I started to crawl out from under the table again, but this time Kelly stopped me. "Timmy honey, before you get up I'd like a kiss; just one quick kiss."

I smiled at my wife and moved between her legs. Kelly parted her thighs. I looked up at her beautiful pussy, a pussy that tonight belonged to another man.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes. This was different than it had been with Keisha and Tonya. This was my Kelly, the love of my life. I buried my face between her thighs and kissed her. It was a kiss filled with passion, a movie kiss.

Sensing the intensity of my adoration; Kelly placed her hands behind my head, pulled me to her and held me there. I didn't lick her or try to suck on her clit. I just kissed her.

After a moment she whispered, "Timmy I love you too." And then she released me.

I looked up at Kelly and smiled. I'm certain that my face was coated with the combined moisture of Keisha's, Tonya's and her arousal.

Kelly smiled back at me.

I winked at her.

We were both grinning as I crawled out from under the table.

While I was standing up Antoine stood and held up his glass. "A toast to my friend Timmy, a master of cunnilingus." He looked at me with a huge smile on his face.

I laughed.

Chris stood and held up his glass. "To Timmy in acknowledgment of his proficiency and to our four courtesans. They are all true mistresses of pleasure."

Mandy and I stood by the wall and watched while everyone raised their glasses of wine and drank. We were of course slaves. As slaves, we weren't allowed to participate in toasts with our superiors.

As soon as everyone had set down their glasses, Kelly turned to Mandy and me and said; "Nymph and dicklet, it's time to serve the lasagna."

With a polite bow, Mandy answered; "Yes Ms. Mason, right away." Then she turned to me. "Come dicklet, we have work to do."

The dinner was a great success. The lasagna was well received. Gary had three helpings, Chris and Antoine each had two. During the meal Mandy and I hovered around the edges of the table filling wine and water glasses and generally trying to provide anything that was needed. Kelly acted the role of the arrogant hostess with perfection. She did everything she could to make me feel like a lowly slave. It was unbelievably exciting.

Once everyone was finally finished eating, Kelly turned to me and said; "Dicklet, that was an excellent meal."

At the other end of the table Antoine pushed his chair back and laughed. "It was fabulous, I ate so much that I might have to take a two hour nap."

Playfully poking him in the ribs, Tonya said; "Not a chance big boy. We have some serious fucking to do before you can even think about sleep."

Antoine grinned at everyone and then he shook his head in mock distress. "Being a handsome stud certainly can be difficult at times."

Tonya rolled her eyes. "Watch it studman, I might just decide to trade you in for Timmy. His tongue felt very nice when he was under the table. Before you say anything more, I suggest that you should take a moment to consider how it would feel to go home tonight without getting laid at all. You might discover that there's more than one kind of stress in this world."

Antoine winked at me and then he turned to Tonya. "Ms. Lewis, I beg you to forgive my brash and impulsive remark. I was foolish and spoke without thinking. Everyone knows that a man would have to be a witless buffoon to even consider taking a nap when he knew that your delectable favors were soon going to be available to him."

The entire group was chuckling. Tonya stared at Antoine. She was trying to maintain a stern expression, but finally she burst out laughing.

Antoine started to speak again, but Kelly held up her hand and stopped him. "Toine as a close personal friend I would advise you to be quiet. When you find yourself standing neck deep in a hole it's generally a good idea to stop digging."

Flashing Kelly a boyish grin, Antoine said; "My grandmother used to tell me that." He shrugged. "Unfortunately, I was never very good at taking her advice."

Kelly shook her head and then she pushed her chair back and stood up. "Why don't we retire to the living room before our brash friend buries himself completely."

Turning to me, she asked; "Dicklet, what do we have for dessert?"

"I have a nice selection of the same chocolates that I served to you and Mr. Kendricks last night."

My wife nodded her approval. "Very good." Then, smiling at her guests, she explained; "The chocolates are excellent. My slave buys them at a little shop near the University."

That was the first time that Kelly had actually referred to me as "my slave". It sent a shiver of excitement rippling through my body.

Chris stood up and offered his arm to my wife. She took it. Everyone else also stood. While they were all leaving Kelly called to me; "Dicklet, we'll have dessert and coffee in the living room. You should also bring a round of rusty nails."

As I watched my wife walk out of the dining room clinging to the arm of another man I quietly said; "Yes Ms. Mason, right away."

Mandy took my hand in hers and cuddled up next to me. I was very aware of her naked breast as it pressed against my bare arm. Gently kissing my cheek, she whispered; "Being a cuckold slave can be painful."

I sighed. "Yes it can."

Giggling, she said; "It's good thing that you're a masochist, isn't it."

I stared at her for a moment and then I started laughing. "Yes, it certainly is."

Mandy winked at me and said; "Let's go slaveboy, we have more work to do."

As Mandy pulled me towards the kitchen I remembered how excited she'd been earlier that day about the prospect of getting to serve as a slave with me. I now understood. This could be very lonely job if you were doing it by yourself.

Once we got into the kitchen we went to work. It was fun, we were learning to function as a team. I'd already brewed two pots of coffee. While I was filling two carafes, Mandy set up a tray with cups and saucers, a small pitcher of cream and a bowl of sugar. After I put the carafes of coffee on her tray I made a plate of chocolates and set it on the tray next to the cups and coffee. As soon as that was done Mandy picked up the tray and carried it into the living room.

After she was gone I went to work making eight rusty nails. While I was mixing the after dinner cocktails I heard music start to play. I listened. It was Otis Redding. That made me smile. The party was starting heat up. My wife loved to dance to old rhythm and blues songs.

While I was finishing the cocktails Mandy returned to the kitchen. As she set her empty tray on the counter, I asked; "How did they like the chocolates?"

She laughed. "Nobody noticed them. Keisha is doing a strip tease."

I raised my eyebrows. "Really?"

"Yes, it's something that we do all the time for the associates we entertain at Eagle Lake and Evergreen.'

I smiled as I imagined my wife dancing naked for a group of middle aged businessmen.

Noticing my excited expression, Mandy laughed and said; "Your imagination is running wild right now, isn't it Timmy."

I grinned at her. "Yes, it certainly is."

Mandy gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and then she loaded six of the rusty nails I'd just made onto her tray and picked it up. As she turned to leave the kitchen she said; "Why don't you start clearing the dining room table while I deliver these cocktails. That will give you an opportunity to sneak a few peeks at what's happening in the living room."

That was the only prompt I needed. After quickly wiping off the counter, I eagerly followed Mandy out of the kitchen.

Once I was in the dining room I went right to work gathering up plates, silverware and glasses. While I worked I furtively watched what was happening in the living room.

As usual, I first looked for Kelly. She was sitting on the couch snuggled up to Chris. He had his arm possessively wrapped around her shoulders. Her hand was resting on his lap. I was quite certain that she was massaging his cock while they watched Keisha dance.

Antoine and Tonya were seated on the love seat. Tonya was cuddled up to Antoine. She also appeared to be playing his cock.

Gary was sitting in the large stuffed chair. Keisha was straddling him. She was completely naked. Gary was sucking on one of her large brown breasts while she seductively swayed her hips in time to the steady rhythm of the Otis Redding song that was playing in the background.

I gathered up a stack of dishes and carried them into the kitchen. While I was loading the dishes into the dishwasher Mandy came in carrying her tray. It was filled with dirty glasses. I smiled. She was a great work partner.

She set her tray down on the counter next to the dishwasher and casually remarked, "If you're curious, that's often how we do it at Evergreen and Eagle Lake."

I paused for a moment. "I am curious, tell me more."

"Okay, when the partners are entertaining a group of business contacts, each of us is generally assigned to one specific person. Our job is to make sure that our man has an evening, a day or sometimes even an entire weekend that he'll never forget. Basically we try to become his hot girlfriend for the whole time were with him. After we've had dinner we'll often retire to one of the parlors so that we can take turns dancing for our men while everyone else watches. When it's our turn our man moves to a chair of honor and we put on the hottest show for him that we possibly can. It's usually a combination strip tease and lap dance."

Grinning at her, I said; "I'll bet it's very popular."

Mandy nodded. "Oh yes."

The Otis Redding song ended. There was a short pause and then I heard Wilson Pickett start singing.

Mandy listened for a moment and then she said, "It must be Tonnie's turn to dance. She loves Wilson Pickett."

I smiled. Kelly shared the same love. I remembered spending countless hours with my face buried between Kelly's thighs while she lay on her back with her eyes closed listening to "In the Midnight Hour".

Grabbing my hand, Mandy pulled me through the kitchen door. "Come on Timmy, let's go see a little bit of Tonya's dance while we finish clearing the dining room table."

As soon as we entered the dining room we moved to a spot where we could discreetly peek into the living room. Kelly was still on the couch snuggled up to Chris, but now his pants were unzipped. His huge cock was out. My wife was slowly stroking him while they watched Tonya dance.

Gary and Keisha had moved to the love seat. Keisha was still completely naked. Gary's pants were open and his cock was out. Keisha was bent over sucking him while he watched Tonya.

Antoine was now occupying the stuffed chair. His eyes were glued on Tonya. She was standing in front of him, slowly inching her skirt down her thighs while she lasciviously swung her hips in time to the music.

I chuckled.

Mandy looked at me and said, "What?"

I grinned at her. "You four women definitely know how to entertain a man."

Mandy grinned back at me. "Yes we certainly do."

We watched for another minute and then Mandy whispered to me, "Come on Timmy, let's finish clearing the dining room table."

Reluctantly, I went back to work. We quickly gathered up the rest of the dishes and carried them into the kitchen. As I was loading them into the dishwasher Mandy said, "I'll be right back. I'm going to go check to see if anyone needs anything."

I nodded.

Mandy hurried out of the kitchen. She was gone for several minutes. I was putting the detergent into the dishwasher when she returned.

"Timmy hurry up and finish what you're doing. Tonya's almost done with her dance, then it will be Kelly's turn. She said it would be okay for you to kneel in the corner of the living room and watch while she dances for Chris. She also told me to tell you that after Chris, Antoine and Gary leave you're going to get to sit in the big chair and all four of us are going to take turns dancing for you. She said that you'd understand."

I smiled. Kelly remembered how hurt I'd felt on the previous Wednesday when I learned that she'd been regularly dancing for a host of other men, but had never once danced for me. After she realized what had happened, I think Kelly was just as hurt as I was. That was the day we ended up driving down to her old office so that she could pick up some of the sexy outfits she'd worn while she did her entertaining. That night she'd been determined that we wouldn't go to sleep until she'd danced for me.

I closed the dishwasher. After I pushed the power button I turned to Mandy. "Yes I understand. It's a gesture intended to make up for an oversight that occurred during our recent marital troubles."

Mandy quietly said, "I think all of us understand." Then her compassionate expression turned to a smile and she started giggling. "Later tonight Mr. Jamieson, we are going to give you a show that you will never forget." She grabbed my hand. "But right now it's time to watch your wife dance for her boyfriend. Come on Timmy, this is going to be really hot."

She pulled me through the kitchen door. I don't think I need to tell you that I didn't put up much resistance.

As we entered the dining room the Wilson Pickett song was ending. Mandy led me over to the dining room table. A black leather dog leash lay coiled in the spot where Chris had been sitting. I was certain that it hadn't been there when we were clearing the table a few minutes earlier.

Mandy picked it up. As she attached it to my collar she explained, "This is my idea. I had it in my overnight bag. If you're going to get to watch your wife dance for another man you really should be properly leashed."

I stared at her with a shocked expression, but I didn't resist. The truth was, I was incredibly excited and very nervous.

Mandy sensed my apprehension and gently said; "Timmy, relax. This is going to be very exciting and you don't have anything to worry about. Everyone in that room but Gary understands and if he opens his mouth Tonnie, Keish and I will rip his balls off."