“Turn around.”
John moved slowly, but soon Camilla could see his impressive yet imprisoned shaft encased in the clear extension. She had already noticed the belt and padlock above his butt.
“Holy shit…”
“I know, right? Trust me, you are going to love it.”
As the two old friends talked, ignoring him, John wanted to hide. Since he couldn’t, he grew even more aroused. Little John was desperately trying to swallow the sound, causing him to groan in frustration and sensation. Sophie shushed him, to no avail. He couldn’t help himself. Quite literally.
“For crying out loud, what is it doing to him??”
Sophie explained at length about the sound attached inside the penis extension, how John’s actual penis was impaled upon it. Then she explained about the sensory depravation the extension provided and the chastity aspect. She displayed John’s restrictive chastity cage.
“So…no matter how long he fucks you, he cannot cum? Seriously?”
“Seriously. It is amazing.”
“OMG. How often do you let him cum??”
This question seemed to take Sophie aback, as if it was something she had not considered before. She placed her fingers to her lips as if embarassed.
“Oh, my. You know what? I haven’t yet.”
“WHAT?? WTF??” Camilla looked at John aghast. He looked down, as if embarassed for not having demanded his due.
Sophie tittered, “I am terrible, aren’t I? Okay…let’s do this. How long do you think it will take to teach him cunnilingus properly? I mean for him to get good at it?”
“Well, I can teach him what to do in a few hours. But you know guys…it could take him months or years to actually get good at it…”
“Really? That won’t do. Here’s my idea. You stay the weekend. Teach him, try him out for size. Then Sunday afternoon, if he can give both of us…hmmm…ten orgasms with his mouth, he gets to cum. Is ten reasonable?”
“I do not know if it is reasonable…but it IS possible. I’m game.”
Sophie turned to John, “What about you? Are you game?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She asked John to fix them all a light dinner, with the promise the festivities and training would begin soon after they ate.
About an hour later the trio sat in the living room. Sophie asked Camilla what the game plan was.
“Well, first, let’s you and me join John in getting naked.”
Shortly both ladies were nude, handing their folded clothes to John for storage. When he returned he and Sophie both looked at Camilla expectantly.
John’s penis was again straining inside the extension as he took in Camilla’s luxurious curves, full breasts and radiant, toothy smile.
“Sophie, lay back on the couch and prop your legs up. That’s right, like you’re giving really good access.”
She guided John until he was sitting on the floor with her in front of their learning exhibit…Sophie’s sex.
“Now. Here’s the plan. I am going to give you a thorough umm geography lesson. Then I am going to go down on Sophie while you watch and learn. I want you to know what is expected.”
Sophie squealed. She liked this idea already.
“After I finish Miss Sophie off, YOU will use what you have learned to eat me. Make me proud. Then I expect the first of regular rogerings.”
“Now I’m going to trace the right side of the parts I will show you…you copy me on the left. Remember, EVERYTHING here wants a delicate touch with your mouth and hands. We only want you to rough us up with your dick.”
She traced her fingers lightly along the back of Sophie’s thigh, as John mimicked her actions on the left.
“This is an errogenous zone…you won’t make her cum, but it feels wonderful if done correctly. Especially right here behind her knee. Then right here, at the crease of her butt. This is zone one in your training…”
They both spent a few moments caressing their subject, causing Sophie to sigh contentedly.
Camilla then traced her fingers along the space between Sophie’s thighs and her outer labia as John followed suit. “Zone two…again, it just feels really good.”
Then they each lightly traced the outer labia, from top to bottom and back again several times.
“This is zone three for you, Johnny. This important…the closer you get the more important. See how they are puffy? You can trace them with your fingertips…bathe them with your flattened tongue, trace them with a pointed tongue…and suck them gently into your mouth, which is glorious.”
She took two fingers and inserted them inside of Sophie’s moist sex, directing John to do the same. Then she had him remove his, and hooked her’s upward. Sophie ground herself subconsciously on the fingers.
“Do you know why she can’t help doing that?”
He shook his head in the negative. Camilla removed her fingers and directed him to mimick her actions. Sophie ground herself on his fingertips now. His cock throbbed in response.
“Do you feel a spongy grouping of little bumps?” He nodded. “That is her G-Spot. It’s what you should be aiming for during intercourse. This is zone four for you. When you’re going down on us, I want you to try and lick that with your tongue. You probably won’t be able to, but your trying will feel good.”
Sophie was certainly sufficiently aroused by this point that “zone five” was obvious. Camilla directed John’s attention to her now prominent clitoris.
“You know what it feels like when a woman focuses a blow job on the head of your cock? Ten times that is what it feels like when you focus on her clit. Bathe it, lash at it, but always tenderly. And after she has an orgasm, it will be sensitive, just like you would be…”
She regarded him, and her friend. Then her eyes glistened as she decided.
“I want you to FEEL what good cunnilingus can do. Sit down on the couch. Sophie, mount him in a reverse cowgirl, then lay back on him. We have to give that beautiful cock someplace to be out of the way.”
Sophie gladly placed the extension at her entrance and moaned in pleasure while she sank down to the hilt. Camilla took in the sight lustfully.
“Damn. That looks like it feels good. John, you are not allowed to move. Just absorb everything. Before I’m done with you, I expect you to make Sophie cum with your tongue the way I am about to make her scream.”
A lot of confidence, but from experience. Camilla knelt down between their thighs. She massaged Sophie’s impaled sex, making certain her friends labia and clitoris were all out away from the huge cock and available to her tongue and lips. Then she began to make love to her friend in earnest.
Several factors contributed to what happened next. All of the sex talk and foreplay resulting from John’s training has Sophie already on edge. She was beyond ready. She had missed Camilla’s talented tongue and was craving it. Big John had her stretched to her limit, her G-spot thrumming. And finally, the fact that Camilla WAS very talented.
Camilla would normally take her time, slowly bringing her lover over the edge. She knew foreplay was not necessary this time…and went straight to a good tongue lashing.
Within moments Sophie was screaming, begging, thrashing and fucking herself desperately onto Camilla’s face and Big John as multiple violent orgasms coursed through her body.