The New Girl
Late one evening Sir sits on the deep leather couch, a girl curled up in his lap wrapped in a blanket after a strenuous session, her head cradled on his chest, his heartbeat stong and true under her ear. His arms wrapped around her tightly, his voice quietly murmuring in her ear. Soft kisses across her face. She sighs softly in contentment.She knows that soon work will call him away again and she will be alone again in the big house until his return. She dreads the lonely time with without him. They have talked often of expanding their family, finding someone who would share the same hopes, dreams and desires. Sir had even took her out to meet a few hopeful candidates and brought a couple of them home. But none of them seemed to fit the dynamics of their family. It was hard to not get discouraged, Sir always told her the right person would come into their lives when the time was right.
Two days later Sir was leaving on a business trip, he didn't travel often for work but when he did she felt lost without him. The morning of his departure was sunny and bright, but she was not looking forward to the next several days without him. Dropping him off at the airport and kissing him goodbye she held her tears until he was gone.
He called her each evening to tell her of his day, and she lived for those few minutes when she would hear his voice. While he was gone she had trouble sleeping, tossing and turning she would get up and walk from room to room, the moon light shinning though the windows. She would finally find herself curled up in front of his chair and drifting off to dream of his welcome home.
On the evening of the fifth day of his absence when he called, she new he was planning something. She could tell by the tone of his voice. It was lighter, hopeful. He finally told her he had met someone there and she seemed like the perfect fit for our little family and she had agreed to fly back with him for a visit. You could hear his grin as he said that he had told her all about me and she was excited to meet me. They would be returning in 3 days. His excitement bubbled over and i became hopeful as well.
I spent the last three days cleaning the house and preparing the guest quarters. A bounce in my walk and a smile on my lips knowing i would soon be in Sir's arms again along with the excitement of meeting this woman he was so hopeful about.
The day of his return was sunny. His flight was not due till that evening so when I caught site of a car slowing down and turning up the long drive i wondered who it could be as i was not expecting anyone. I could tell there were two people in the car but not who, the tinted windows not allowing me to see. The car stopped in front of the house and the driver's door opened and out stepped Sir! With a shriek of delight i flew out the door and into his arms. Sir had finished his work early and had caught an earlier flight home to surprise me. He held me tight and kissed me till i was breathless. We had both missed each other the separation hard on us both.
When he finally let me down i turned to find a beautiful blonde haired woman with striking green eyes watching us from the other side of the car with a big smile on her lips. Sir walked around the car with his arm wrapped around my waist to introduce us. She smiled and laughed saying that Sir had told her so much about me that she felt she knew me already. When her arms opened for a hug a gladly went into them hugging her back, welcoming her to our home.
After an afternoon of chatting over glasses of wine and eating the welcome home dinner i had prepared for their arrival we all retired to our separate quarters to prepare for the evening. Sir has told her a little of what he expected and to follow my lead in protocol. When i came back down the stairs she was already waiting. I could tell she was nervous, pacing back and forth, her fingers twined together in front of her. She stopped when she caught site of me, her large eyes swimming with tears of worry. I approached her with my arms open and she dove into them. I rubbed her back as i held her, her skin silky smooth and whispered to her that she would be fine and that Sir would not push for more than she was comfortable with reassuring her to relax and enjoy the evening.
With a deep breath she nodded and stepped back, I smiled and took her hand as we both turned and walked towards the door of the play room. She followed my lead perfectly as we entered the room and waited by the door for Sir to acknowledge us and give permission to approach. Looking up his smile as he looked at us both was bright, He nodded once and settled back in his chair. As we crossed the room i could tell she was still nervous, we knelt before Sir and I could hear her quick breaths wishing i could say something to ease her fears but kept my eyes lowered before Sir. After a couple of moments Sir reached forward to turn her face and looked into her eyes, and softly spoke to her telling her she had nothing to fear here. Kissing her forehead he grasped her hands and helped her rise to stand before him. With a hand to the small of her back he steered her to the couch and placed her in a corner of it. He told her that this evening she would watch and then help with aftercare, Sir then turned and approached me with the look a hunger that mirrored a panther stalking it's prey.
Sir pulled me up and walked me over to a padded bench, pressure from his hand had me straddling the end of the bench and laying upon it. My arms found padded rests with thick dowels at the end for grasping. My knees also found padded rests. As he moved me into the perfect position for his purposes he applied leather cuffs to my wrists and ankles to hold me in position. The bench below me ending with my mound pressed to it's edge, my legs spread wide anchored to the pads on either side of the bench. Eyes wide she wached from the couch, Sir's voice explaining every thing he was doing. He told her that he was going to keep the scene low key as it was her first time with us but that as he and i had been separated for over a week he had to satisfy both of our hungers.
Sir opened a nearby chest and pulled a warten wheel, a blindfold and a pair of ear plugs out. After applying the blindfold and ear plugs the only sensation i was allowed to feel for the next hour was Sir rolling the wheel over every inch of exposed skin. My skin became like it's own living breathing thing, sensitivity ramped up to an all time high. Then everything stopped, I could sense Sir moving around me...his hands just above my flesh, so close i could feel the heat from his hands. Then Sir moved away, my sensitive skin on fire, my clit thobbing, slick juices ran down my thighs as i waited. Suddenly warm breath blew upon my clit, and my body shattered. Sir did not even touch me to command my body to cum, then as the wave crested Sir entered me with one long thrust. His hands clamped down on my hips and he held himself deep inside me as the orgasm rolled though my body. As the last of the trimmers shook my body he pulled himself from my heat and moved to the front of the bench gathering my hair he held my head in his hands and rubbed the head of his cock against my lips. Parting immediately his cock surges into my mouth, the taste of my own juices bursting on my tongue...Sir fucked my mouth fast and hard, i felt his length twich just before he thrusting into my throat and started pumping it full of his precious gift. Once i had sucked every last drop from him he pulled his cock from my lips, moving to each side of the bench to unfasten the cuffs, ear plugs and blindfold off of me. Scooping me up, he held me close as he strode towards the couch.
As Sir came to the couch she stood up watching his every move, he sat in the middle of the couch holding me in his arms. Looking up at her he told her to go over to the table and get the blue jar she would find there. When she returned to the couch he had layed down with me laying on top of him, my face buried in his neck. He looked up at her as she offered the jar of special skin conditioner that would help in my aftercare. She opened the jar and scooped out some of the cream and statred to massage it into my skin deeply ..lovingly. With the heat of Sir under me, his strong arms wapped around me and her slow, gentle massaging strokes applying the cream to my body i was soon drifting in and out of conciousness. It was good to have Sir home.
The next couple of days Sir gave us girls time alone, time we needed to get to know each other. In the evenings we kneeled before him the glow from the fire playing over our skin, He would talk quietly to us as he ran his fingers through our hair...heads cradled upon his thighs. It was a bonding time, the three of us gowing closer, it was magical.
The next day when we were summoned to join Sir you could see the excitement in her eyes. Hand in hand we slipped just inside the room and waited heads held high, eyes lowered. You could hear the smile in Sir's voice as he called us to join him.
As we made our way across the room Sir stood, an arm coming around each of us until his lips found hers in a hungry kiss. Then his lips were on mine, claming me, leaving me breathless. The three of us made our way to the big rug in front of the fireplace. Together we undressed Sir, touching, tasting, kissing until we all were frought with need. Sir layed down on the rug and pulled me across his thighs, i found myself sliding down on his thick length....my folds splayed a the head of his cock stroked against my clit. Then with a growl Sir reached from my hips, lifting me till his cock sprang free and lowered impaling me with a moan of pure pleasure undulating my my hips. My eyes flew open suddenly when she gave out a squeal of delight, Sir had pulled her down to straddle his face. Soon both of us were moaning and writhing in pleasure. My hips rocking back and forth urgently as i rode Sir's cock, taking in the erotic sight before me of Sir's tongue licking through her pink folds. Leaning forward i snake my tongue over one of her nipples then pull it between my lips, she moans letting her head fall back. Sir latches onto her clit with strong suction as i tease her pink nipple, the other caught between my thumb and finger tugging and rolling it. Her body begins to shake and Sir growls into her heat as she shatters cumming hard for us.
Her breathing ragged as she slides off of Sir in a limp heap laying beside us. I lay down on Sir kissing him, tasting her juices on his lips and tongue. Sir catches me at the my the nape of my neck, turning my head to whisper in my ear...A lust filled smiles forms on my lips. I kiss him once more tugging on his bottom lip, then I straighten back up to pump up and down on his hard cock a couple more times, enjoying the feel of him buried deep inside me. Coming to my knees slowly I let him slip from my body and I roll to the side of Sir....He rolls to his hands and knees then reaches for her, tugging her to her hands and knees he gets behind her, gripping his cock at it's base he runs the head of his cock between her sopping wet folds. Wrapping one strong arm around her, he pulls her up the same time as he thrust forward sinking his cock into her pussy, her back pressed to his chest, the thrust into her deep, his arm banded around her, hand clutching her throat.
I take it all in, my eyes roving over their bodies, my own body humming with the deep need to join them. On my hands and knees i crawl over and rise up, my hands stroking over her silken skin lips finding hers. Our tongues twist together and our kiss deepens, I break the kiss to nibble my way down her jaw...pulling back i look into Sir's eyes and we both know this is the one, W/we finally found the right one to join us. I slip downward kissing my way along her body until my final kiss lands just above her mound where Sir's cock has thrust deep inside her. I lay down before them my head between their thighs as I stretch out. Sir releases his hold on her body and pushes her forward into her hands and knees over me. My breath fans over her clit just before my tongue flicks over it, her juices coat the base of Sir's cock and his balls. Each thrust in and out pulling more juices from her. My tongue becomes ravenous as I lick over his balls and the base of his cock, each time he pulls from her body. Suddenly her arms give way and she falls, burying her face between my thighs. Moaning in the pleasure we give and take suddenly it becomes to much, the orgasm screams though my body and i shake below them. She drinks me down lapping at me with her skilled tongue, and in a heartbeat she is cumming...her fluttering pussy pushing Sir over the edge he thrust twice more and empties himself deep inside her. He pulls free of her and my tongue is there instantly, lapping and licking at his cock. My hands come up to grip her ass and pull her to me, face buried in her cunt i lick and suck like a starving waif drinking his cum from her.
With a sigh of pure contentment we all sprawl on the rug in the blissful aftermath, Sir pulls each of us to his sides, his arms wrapped around us holding us close. Our heads laying on his chest, we smile looking into each others eyes and i kiss her sofly before closing my own knowing she is ours.
