Re: In praise of Emily

Last night I had Emily and James over to stay. It was a calculated move in support of my girl’s training resolve. I rang James and told him to drive his mistress over and to treat her as madam. She would dress to the nines and sit in the back of the car and he would get the door for her. He was not to address her unless she spoke to him and he was always to look down toward her feet immediately he had finished responding to her. He had to be deferential. He seemed just a bit daunted but also very excited by the idea. He started to say what a bitch she was becoming and I told him to ‘shut the fuck up’… he didn’t bad mouth his mistress to me. I’m not routinely verbally abusive, but the seal had to be set. We were having a night of fun, but it was strict training too.

I rang Emily next and told her my plan.There was no spare bedroomI’d offer the guy and I would put the sofa out of bounds. James was going to have to sleep close in, to be intimate with us. ‘He’s to hold you whilst I make you orgasm…you’re not to hold back with the expletives babe, OK?” I told her how this would help James learn to admire what was going down. When he was tired and groggy and we were making out all over again, he just had to accept the intensity of it. ‘Make him suck your cock whilst we fondle’ Emily suggested earnestly. ‘Sure babe’.

The evening started really well. James had manicured her nails and dressed her in the stockings before them came over. He wasn’t dressed as a chauffeur, but I watched him hold the car door for her as she swung her lovely legs out. They were deep in play, James was made to hold her handbag whilst I took her coat, silent and respectful as I had instructed. I squeezed her bottom through the tight skirt, there in front of him and she giggled before we kissed. I had set up some travel DVDs, tasteful places where we might go to fuck in the summer. Emily kicked off her high heels and I tossed James the cleaning kit. He was to sit there beside us cleaning her shoes whilst we petted. I was so impressed with her, she behaved as if he wasn’t there. Conversations were amazing…and sultry.

‘I was thinking about Carol, as a girlfriend to train James on’ Emily stirs her drink and checks out my reaction.
‘Is she hot?’
Emily giggles, ‘She is just a bit buxom, but very confident, she likes men looking at her boobs’
‘Married?’
‘Yes, to some sort of academic, very cerebral…she might like to dominate him… I don’t know.’

I picture James licking at a swollen sex between more ample thighs. It is a sexy idea.

Emily tells James to take down her panties and to take my member out. He does so.
‘Suck it’ she orders curtly and he does so.

Its a short interlude. Emily is very turned on and she straddles my weapon, sliding down onto it. Snug, complete inside her. I can feel her heat and when she closes her eyes and gasps softly, it is so perfect. Look man, she is mine- look at her face. I don’t say it, but the words race around my speedway track brain. She starts to work up and down on me, and i can feel the tug of her sex, sucking up and down. She leans forward and kisses me-slowly. It’s so distracting for James, but he returns to polishing when i shoot him a glance, ‘Who told you to stop?’

That is the start of an interesting night. He grimaces when we climax together. When Emily gasps, ‘oh darling, please, please, now…’ it wrecks him and finishes me off completely. I ejaculate-grunting, greedy and growling. Sometimes things seem to go on forever, I am the Nile now, flooding her and she quivers, mewing her gratitude for the delivery.

It shocks James to learn that tonight he must sleep with us. The bed is big enough, and I say that when he is in our bed he must hold her. I want him to hold her wrists as though he is assisting something forceful. We try things out, he lying on his back, legs wide so that Emily can lie back on him, the lumpy pillow and she spreads her thighs for me. Her sex is so appealing, gaping still and we do a reprise. He holds her wrists to order and I dock my lady. She gasps, ‘you take what you want don’t you…you always get your way.’ I insist that she is ‘on heat’ for it, she needs it like crazy and she whimpers. I am driving full shaft and her body must slide up and down on James. He is taking the full friction, the full weight and the sounds are destroying him.
‘Darling…yes…please, give it to me…I want you …oh please.’ Another delivery-belching and big. There is no reason to hold off- we can do this again and again all night.

Afterwards, Emily rolls over we start play kissing. This is our thing. James is bereft- what the hell is he meant to do. He’s not to talk, but now he is a pulsing pillow in the bed. Useless, just there and embarrassed by it. I can see his dinky straining in the translucent cock restraint. Its not tiny, but that doesn’t matter. She has dismissed it-suprlus to requirement. I know that he wants to lick her out, but direct him with my finger to her peachy bottom and he licks there. So close…so far.

During the night there are times when James rolls onto the carpet and tries to sleep there. But he can’t sleep. He is a tad cold and there is the regular action above. I tell him to hold my erect member and still half asleep Emily starts to ride it. She is soon bouncing, her tits bobbling, the nipples so hard and erect.
‘Lick my arse’ she snaps and James sets too-half asleep, but party to it all.
She is awake now and minded to humiliate him.

It’s all you’re fit for…licking my arse’ she groans.
‘well?’
‘Yes M’am’.
Was that really James? It sounded so rasping, so dry mouthed. The guy is in shock.
‘Do you like the way Jezz takes me?’ Another salvo question. Emily is so hard now-sharp as a cutlass.
‘Yes…yes M’am’ he manages.
‘Tell him then!’
‘Thankyou…Jezz, thank you.’

It makes Emily cum…hard, but i hold out this time. I will prolong it and bring her back to this sweet sweet place. He is going to learn why he will never compete with me. There in the dark, amidst the noise of incessant coupling there will be his deep gulps and her whimpers. There will be heartfelt groans and slap, slap, slap, rhythmic thrusting.

There’s a limit to post space-it could bore some of you too. But honestly the evening works. By the morning Emily and I are sex shattered and James is broken in. He’s intimate with us, intimate to ‘the act’. Emily observes, ‘you see there is no way back…you suck cock and assist. You’re mine to control now.’ You can see how sleep deprived he is now, He hasn’t slept at all. When he wasn’t assisting he was playing with his locked up willy. Emily showers in the morning and I watch him lather her down with nice smelling creams. She teases him touching his tool, checking that he needed a night like this. He concedes that he did. He did, he ‘fucking well did..honest, it did my head in’. I watch him towel and then dress her. This is intimate too, the squirts to Chloe perfume, the way he clips her Cartier on her wrist. He clips up her stockings on her belt and there, madam is just perfect. He will go and warm the car whilst we kiss goodbye.