Chapter 12 - The Next Morning
The rising sun warmed the new day. The sand on the beach was dark and hard
packed from the receding tide. Two nymphs pranced naked in the surf. They were
focused on a hapless overturned turtle. Its struggles made their determined
efforts to drag it from the waves seem hilarious.
The girlish squeals carried above the constant ocean roar. I opened my eyes
and sat up. Looking out the hut door I watched my two charges as they labored
with their prize. A plowed furrow led from the upended turtle to the foaming
waves beyond.
I sat and compared the bent thrusting bottoms as they pulled and tugged.
Jennifer's petite slim figure did not truly reflect her strength. I figured she
must train athletically, maybe gymnastics. Tight muscles knotted in her legs and
butt as she strained against her task. She suddenly straightened and turned,
aware of my attention. Smiling, she waved energetically.
The load shift caused Brittany to fall back in the sand on her fuller
posterior. I could see her mouth moving as she complained. Standing up, she
brushed the caked sand from her firm cheeks. I noticed I had slightly bruised
her fair skin when I had spanked her the night before. The taller and more
voluptuous Brittany otherwise was in fine condition. Both girls came running up
to me with their young breasts bouncing.
The two breathless girls dropped at my feet and both began talking, adding to
each other's sentences. I learned we could have "tortoise" soup. I stood up and
the three of us walked over to examine lunch. At our approach the turtle
retracted its head and flippers. Staring at the massive shell, I had a vision of
myself hacking at that carapace with the crude machete.
I explained the problem and we all agreed to free the creature. After we
flipped it upright and stepped back it slowly emerged and lumbered back toward
the sea.
Walking back to the hut I took Brittany's hand. I smiled at her as I led her
over to the edge of the jungle.
I placed my hands on her shoulders. "Kneel down," I told her.
She sank down with that innocent obedient manner of hers. Questioningly she
glanced at my dangling cock, then up at my face.
"Sit back on your heels. You are not to move. If you move one inch I will
switch you. Understand?" I said earnestly looking into her wide blue eyes.
She nodded. There was an uncertainty in her look.
I moved close so I was towering above her. "Hold Master's cock" I said "Point
it toward your face."
She reached up and gingerly held my cock.
"Remember, don't you dare move" I repeated. I closed my eyes and released my
bladder.
She immediately realized her situation. The hot golden urine stream sprayed
her forehead. She gasped and jerked then seemed to catch herself. She squeezed
her eyes and mouth tightly closed with dismayed disgust. She shook her head
negatively and made a whining sound. I reached down and lay my hand on top of
her grasping hand. I guided the stream so it played over her entire face.
I heard Jennifer exclaim close behind me. "Oh, gross!"
My warning must have been effective. I took my hand away. Brittany held the
streaming flow to her face as I had commanded. I watched the steaming piss run
down her face and throat. It ran down her full melon-like breasts and created
two little waterfalls from her nipples.
This was my first release of the morning and my kidneys were full. The golden
shower seemed to go on and on. Finally the final drops fell landing on the top
of her thrusting breasts.
"Milk it, Brittany," I said gently. She had never opened her eyes. She
obeyed.
"Good girl!" I stepped back and pulled away from her loose grip. I turned to
the wide-eyed Jennifer.
"Take her down to the beach and let her wash off."
I had to chuckle as I watched the two go with Jennifer gingerly leading the
blind, miserable Brittany. I heard Jennifer reassuring her now-sobbing friend,
"It would wash off"
When they returned I was in the hut. I listened for a moment to their
unusually quiet sounds and then called for Brittany. Almost immediately a wet
and hesitant teenager entered and knelt by my sleeping mat. She would not meet
my eyes. She was blushing.
I pulled the pretty teen beside me. I ran my hand up and cupped her blonde
pussy. Her thighs obligingly opened for my access. Her vagina was fuller than
her friend's. I ran a finger around her clit and then began a slow stroking. She
watched my unexpected tenderness closely.
"Look at me," I said. Her eyes came up. "Brittany, you must always obey your
Master."
She nodded and said softly "I will."
Pushing her to her back I slowly mounted her. Her soft curves seemed to melt
into me as I began a slow rhythm against her. Her lovemaking was more cautious
than the spirited Jennifer. She clung to me tightly and murmured her pleasure in
my ear. Her first orgasm was signaled by a little cry. At my finish I drove her
hard against the floor squeezing her tender butt in my hands. She came hard
again with me and gently began to cry from the passion of her release as we lay
together in the aftermath.
I pulled away from her and called out for Jennifer. Jennifer's prompt nearby
answer confirmed my suspicion that the lovemaking had been observed. She came in
and with a very causal manner sat on the mat with us.
"Jennifer, I want you to lick that cum off my cock," I said.
I thought she was going to protest for just a moment. But instead she bent
over and I watched her thoroughly lick my sticky and flaccid penis. She took the
softening organ in her mouth and looked up at me with large bright eyes.
"Now lick out Brittany's pussy," I said with a deadpan expression meeting
Jennifer's look. Brittany stirred next to me and tried to sit up. "Wa-wa-wait,"
she stammered.
I roughly pushed the young blonde backwards. She lay back. I slapped a firm
thigh. "Spread 'em" I commanded. Slowly she complied.
Jennifer quietly studied me as if weighing her options. "Jennifer I would
enjoy using that cane switch on you... Trust me on that," I said earnestly. I
could tell she believed me.
She took a deep breath and then crawled to lie on her stomach between her
friend's legs. She looked at me one more time and bent her head to its task. I
saw a very tentative tongue stretch out and touch the beaded cum slowly leaking
from Brittany's quim. She was keeping her face inches from the gaping puss as to
avoid as much contact as possible.
I brought my hand down on a tight bun cheek, SMACK. Jennifer squealed in
shock. She turned her head toward me and attempted to climb away. I grabbed a
slim ankle.
"Nope" I said, "This is pussy eating class and you will learn today"
I pointed my finger at Jennifer's face. "Stick out your tongue"
Slowly she stuck her tongue out. Her smarting ass only restrained her hot
temper.
"Farther' I acted as if I was going to pull it. Her tongue extended she
stared at me. I placed my hand on her head.
"One more warning... don't you pull that tongue in one little bit," I said.
I guided her head down and pushed so her extended tongue entered the waiting
vagina. I pushed her till her face was pressed tight between Brittany's spread
thighs. Brittany squirmed but did not move.
"Lick out that pussy, little slave girl," I whispered in Jennifer's ear. I
squeezed her warm spanked butt cheek for emphasis. Suddenly Brittany gasped and
writhed. I watched the moving muscles in Jennifer's jaw and I knew she was
working her tongue. I patted her ass.
"Good girl. Lick it clean now. Eat all Master's cum."
I ran a finger between her cheeks and gently caressed the bud of her anus. "I
may fuck you again here this afternoon," I said lightly.
Jennifer began to move her face up and down as she licked. Brittany's knees
came up and her hand fluttered down to her friend's head
"Oh, Jen!" she groaned.
I leaned up to grasp Brittany's heaving breast. I squeezed and kissed a trail
between the firm full mounds. She stiffened when I bit a nipple and then she
came with a little cry. She was grinding her hips under her friend's oral
ministrations.
I sat back and looked at the panting loosely intertwined teens. Jennifer's
head was still between Brittany's thighs and she was gently running her tongue
around the offered labia. Our gazes locked for a moment, then she closed her
eyes.
"I think you two might REALLY be lezzies," I said as I arose. I continued to
chuckle as I walked outside with their heated protestations following me.
