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Dec. 1 - Dirty Talk
Ann/James/Bonnie
Rating: E
Bonnie instinctively shielded her eyes as a bright light aimed at her face came to life. It took a couple of seconds for her to adjust to the brightness and verify what was happening. As she guessed, one of her playmates had turned on their phone's camera and aimed it at her nude form. The brunette, who was on her knees in the middle of the hotel bed, set her arms back at her side and re-positioned herself so that she was looking straight at the device.
Ann Possible swiped her phone's screen to make sure that Bonnie was in proper focus. Satisfied with how her younger partner looked on-screen, she turned her attention to the brunette's actual form. "I need you to look into the camera and repeat exactly what you said a minute ago."
Bonnie nodded gently. She licked her lips and gulped, the nerves of wanting to please her mistress getting to her. "I am going to suck your husband's cock-"
"Whose cock?" Ann interjected. Her volume was low, but her tone was firm.
Bonnie bowed her head in shame. She mentally kicked herself for making such a simple mistake. "Sir Husband's cock," she corrected. I am going to suck Sir Husband's cock."
"Are you going to make him cum?"
Bonnie shook her head. "No, ma'am. You get his cum first."
"And how exactly is that going to happen?"
Bonnie rocked slightly on her knees. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, and she was desperate to create any sort of friction upon her folds to give herself a modicum of pleasure. "After I suck Sir Husband's cock, I'm going to lick your-" The brunette flinched and corrected herself immediately. "Madam Wife's pussy."
Ann gave her younger playmate a slight nod. "Very good," she complimented. "And are you going to make me cum?"
"No, ma'am," Bonnie replied with another shake of her head. "That honor goes to Sir Husband first."
"You're a very fast learner," Ann said with a slight smile. "So after you suck his cock and eat me out, what happens next?"
Bonnie bit her lip, trying to set aside her own horniness and avoid touching herself long enough to fulfill her assigned task. "Then I'm going to watch Sir Husband fuck Madam Wife until he fills her up with cum. And I will..." She gulped. "I will lick up every drop that spills from Madam Wife's pussy."
A third figure approached the bed. James, who had been watching the scene unfold from the side of the room, took hold of Bonnie by the back of her head. He took a firm grasp of her hair and gave her a gentle tug to make her look in his direction. The move elicited a gasp from the shapely brunette.
"After you've licked my wife clean, what happens next?"
Bonnie's breath became ragged and her face became flushed. James had a way of turning Bonnie into putty in his hands. "That..." she began, "...is up to you, Sir. Once you've had fun with Madam Wife, you get to use me however you want."
James turned towards his wife and gave her a slight smile. "Does that sound like a plan to you?"
"It sounds like an excellent plan," said Ann. She motioned for James to release his grip on Bonnie's hair, which he did. As soon as Bonnie was freed from his grasp, Ann positioned the younger woman onto her back with her head hanging off the side of the bed. Without prompting, Bonnie opened her mouth and prepared for her throat to be filled. Ann took a step back, motioned for James to take his position above their younger lover and re-focused the aim of the camera so that she would catch every moment in high definition.
"Well then," said Ann, "let's see if you're a woman of your word."