Date: Sat, 9 Nov 2002 09:16:34 -0800 (PST)
From: Selena Anders <selenaanders@yahoo.com>
Subject: Steven Goes Downtown

The telephone rang as my Mistress was having
breakfast.  Little Toni was busy spreading cream
cheese on the shaved pussy of Amanda, so that Mistress
Gloria could lick it up.  Mistress waved to me to
bring her the portable phone.  After a brief
conversation she returned the phone to me to hang up.

Mistress Gloria looked up and addressed my new
sister-slave Cyn.  "One of my most loyal customers is
named Heather.  She is the manager of the local office
of Sapphco, the same company Crissy has gone to, but
Crissy is has gone to an office further west.  Heather
wants to sample you Cyn, and she wants to share Steven
with her secretary.  So I want you to both dress only
in  black garter belts and hosiery, with you in a bra
and Steven in a sheer tube top.  Other than that, both
of you will wear pumps with 3" heels and light leather
coats.  Cyn, you will drive you both to the Sapphco
building on the corner of Main and Broadway.  Go up to
the 32nd floor, and ask for Heather."

Our Mistress' wish is our command, so we dash off to
do her bidding.  Cyn gets permission to take the MG
rather than the limo, because it is hard to find
parking downtown for the bigger car.  Cyn is almost
17, and drives like the wind that blows through my
hair with the top of the sports car down.  I won't be
able to get my driver's license until I am 16, a
little more than 3 years from now.

Cyn parks in the underground lot under the Sapphco
building, and I keep my hands in the pockets of my
coat to hide my erection.  We get some funny looks
from other people as they get on and off the elevator,
particularly from people who notice my black nylons
and high-heeled shoes below my coat.  I'm sure we look
like a couple of kids playing Spy as we go up to the
32nd floor.

The elevator doors open and we step out into a plush
lobby.  The walls and carpet are beige, but made
lively looking with silk wall hangings that are bright
red with embroidered birds and flowers.  The chairs
are nicely carved wood and look antique.  A
Chinese-looking girl sits behind a big old carved wood
desk.  She looks up and smiles, then stands up and
walks around from behind her desk to greet us.  She is
wearing a simple short sleeveless dress, made of the
same hot red silk as the wall hangings.

I hold out my hand to shake hers, but instead she
wraps her arms around my neck.  "We don't shake hands
here." she murmurs.  "Instead we do this!"  Her tongue
is out parting my lips even before her lips meet mine.
 She is a great kisser, and would have given me a
hard-on with just that kiss, if I wasn't already like
a rock.  One of her arms slides from around my neck,
and presses in between our bodies.  I concentrate on
making our kiss as pleasurable as possible for her,
for that is a slave's job.  But I can feel her hand
slowly unbuttoning my long coat.  We are still in lip
lock when I feel her grab my cock.  Her other arm
releases me and she breaks the kiss, then sinks to her
knees.  She finishes unbuttoning my coat with one hand
while she still holds my cock with the other, and
takes an experimental lick at my pre-cum.  She rises
and tells me, "Let me take your coat, and please
remove your shoes."  Out of the corner of my eye, I
can see Cyn taking off her coat just as the
receptionist removes mine.

The Chinese girl takes both of our coats, collects our
shoes and walks toward a closet.  I admire the way her
ass swings as she walks away, then she turns in
profile to me as she places our coats on hangers, and
I observe the way her small tits ride high on her
chest.  Some people would think that an
almost-13-year-old boy like me shouldn't be observing
things like that, but that is the way Mistress Gloria
has been teaching me.  When the girl bends over to put
my shoes in her closet, the view of her ass is great.

The receptionist turns back toward us, just as Cyn is
bending over to take off her shoes.  "Oh, leave those
on!" the Chinese girl says.  "They look like great
dancing shoes!  She walks up to Cyn and greets her
with the same slow, thorough kiss as she did me.  I
just stand there and look at them making out as though
they have been lovers for years.  Cyn is taller than
the Chinese girl, and when the shorter one releases
her she bends over to give each of Cyn's erect nipples
a quick bite through her lacy bra.  She tells Cyn,
"I'd love to have you sit on my face while Steven
fucks my brains out, but my boss is waiting.  Oh, I
should tell you, my name is Lee Wing, but you can just
call me Wing."

The oriental girl leads us both through the reception
area of the office to a set of double doors marked
'Conference Room A'.  She opens the door and we enter.
 There is a long conference table, with a woman
sitting at the far end.  I know her already, because
she has visited my Mistress' home a few times on
business, and I have been required to eat her pussy
and fuck her before.  I am surprised to see that she
is wearing a loose track suit, that does nothing to
show off her great figure.  I can easily visualize her
pale D-cup tits with their fat pink nipples surrounded
by a galaxy of freckles, and remember her bush of fine
red pubic hair.  Both times I have gotten to lick her
cunt before, she has been fresh as an Irish spring, so
I suspect that Cyn is in for a treat.

The red-haired boss lady named Heather looks at Lee
Wing, and says, "For now, I am just happy to watch.
You can have these two any way you want them, as long
as I have a clear view."

"Ooooh" Lee Wing giggles, and her hips wriggle.  "I
can't think^Å"

It is time for Cyn and I to take over.  Cyn moves
behind Lee Wing, and purred into her ear, "Don't
worry.  We're trained professionals, but you can try
this at home, with your mother or your sisters."  Cyn
starts to lower the zipper at the back of Lee Wing's
dress, as I kneel down in front of the pretty
receptionist and begin to unbuckle her sandals.  I
slip them off her feet along with her ankle-socks,
just on time to catch that gorgeous silk dress as Cyn
pushes it off her shoulders.

Lee Wing is left wearing only a bright red strapless
thong-backed lace teddy, the kind with just a single
snap holding it together between her thighs.  I am
left nose-to-crotch with her, but this is not the time
for a pussy attack.  Instead, Cyn and I each take one
of her hands and help her step up on a chair, then
onto the huge boardroom table.  We help her kneel down
with her almost-bare behind facing her boss.  Then we
help her lie face down on the table, with her head
resting on her folded hands.

I am not sure what Cyn is up to, but I am ready to
follow her lead.  She moves to grasp Lee Wing's ankle,
so I grab the other one, and slowly we pull her legs
wide apart, giving Ms. Heather a clear view of her
crotch with only a little strip of red lace running
down the crack of her ass.  Cyn starts licking and
sucking at the Chinese girl's toes, and I am right
with her.  By the time we are nibbling at the insteps
of her feet, Lee Wing is moaning softly.  The moans
get louder as we work our way up the backs of her
calves, her knees, her thighs.

Soon, our pretty victim is grinding her ass in the air
as Cyn and I slurp away at the insides of her parted
thighs.  Her moans turn to cries of "Higher!" and we
oblige, giving the exposed cheeks of her ass the royal
treatment.  We would have kept on in the same way, but
it is actually physically impossible for two human
heads to lick a girl's anus at the same time.

Cyn gives me an evil grin.  "She's all yours, stud."
I know exactly what she means, so I flip open the snap
in the crotch of that lovely lace teddy and dive in.
Lee Wing screams in what I hope is pleasure as my
tongue spears into her ass hole.  My nose is almost
exactly at the entrance of her vagina, and I really
want to do her there, but first things first.  I move
on top of the girl and can feel my cock pressing
against the back of her neck, getting tangled in her
long lustrous black hair.  What the heck?  It feels
good, so I start fucking her hair as I use my hands to
pull her butt cheeks apart and my tongue sinks deeper
into her ass.

With my face buried in Lee Wing's bum, I can't see
what Cyn is doing, but from the sounds I hear she is
helping Ms. Heather get that track suit off.  I am
sure that Ms. Heather has pushed her chair back from
the table so Cyn can lick her way down that great
chest.  From considerable practice under Mistress
Gloria's eye, I know she is doing a great job of it.

Both Lee Wing and Ms. Heather are almost screaming in
pleasure, and at one point I hear the board-room door
open.  A young female voice asks, "Is everything OK in
here?"  Then the young woman obviously recognizes that
things are a lot better than OK.  "Oh!" she says, and
I hear the door close.

Lee Wing decides that she wants a different kind of
treatment.  "Suck my clit, boy!" she yells.  "Let me
roll over so you can suck my clit!"  With a direct
order like that, a slave must obey.  I raise myself
into the push-up 'up' position and she frantically
flips herself over beneath me.  I feel her grabbing my
cock in one hand and my balls in the other, pulling me
back down.  "Now do it!" she commands.

In my few seconds of disengagement from Lee Wing, I
have seen Ms. Heather, totally nude as I remember her,
with her feet propped up against the table edge, and
the back of Cyn's head moving around as her tongue
danced up and down the older woman's labia.  But I
have no time to study Cyn's technique.  Lee Wing's
pussy awaits.

Mistress Gloria has taught me that it is not good to
let all of my weight rest on a woman's body, so I
spread my legs and let my knees rest on the table on
either side of my Chinese girl's head.  She pulls my
cock down, but only partially into her mouth, so I
know she can't take all of me.  I let her suck just as
much of my erection into her mouth as she wants, which
isn't a lot, but her tongue action on my cock head is
wonderful.

Lee Wing has a dense tangle of pubes just north of her
slit, shaven to a small arrow pointing down to my
target.  My tongue parts her lips and easily finds the
precious pearl it seeks.  With my weight on my elbows
between her thighs, my fingers are free to explore the
delights of this new cunt.  I easily slide two fingers
of my right hand into her sopping wet vagina, as my
left index finger probes the anus I have just been
licking.   My thumbs reach up to part the delicate
nether-lips, and my girl is already writhing in
pleasure.

But it isn't until my tongue makes a first tentative
brush across Lee Wing's clit that she explodes in
orgasm.  She cums all over my right hand, and her
juices flow down toward her ass.  I back away from her
for a moment, thinking maybe I have done too much.
But instantly I feel my cock pop out of her mouth, so
she can yell at me, "Suck it, you little bastard!
Suck it hard and don't stop until I tell you!"  For
added emphasis, she gives my balls a quick but hard
squeeze, before returning my prick to her mouth.

So I give her clit the hardest tongue-lashing I know
how; up and down, side to side, and all around.  I
suck it in and out of my mouth with a pulsing rhythm,
while my tongue does the tango on her sensitive nub.
She cums continuously, so I get her girl-juice up my
nose.  She bucks up and down, so I could end up with
bruised lips from being bashed by her pelvis.  But I
don't dare stop.  She still has a firm grip on my
testicles.

Lee Wing's sucking has made me cum 3 or 4 times, so I
am totally drained, even though my cock is as hard as
ever.  Finally she stops, and cries, "Enough!  I can't
take any more!"  Carefully I raise myself off her,
just as Cyn stands up between Ms. Heather's legs.  I
can see now that Ms. Heather's pussy is all red and
puffy from the treatment Cyn has given her, and woman
juice dribbles freely down her thighs.

"No!"  Lee Wing cries.  "I was wrong!  I need to feel
that big fat cock in my pussy!  Please don't go away!"
 I grin and simply turn myself around so that I am in
the pushup up position over her, with my legs spread
wide.  I gaze down into Lee Wing's sparkling eyes as
she grabs my cock again and guides it down into her
cunt.  Her hands let go of my prick as I start to pump
up and down into her, leaving the only point of
contact between us being our sex.  I really like this,
being able to show off my ability to fuck a girl
without ever going soft.  Her eyes get wider and wider
as I pound into her, bumping hard against her clit
with every thrust.  Lee Wing's hands start banging on
the table top as her body writhes under me.

Dimly I am aware that Cyn has moved to sit on the end
of the table between my legs with her back to my
crotch and her completely shaved pussy exposed to the
redhead executive woman.  I could heat Cyn gasping as
Ms. Heather feasted on her pussy.  This is a real
turn-on for me, and I hope Cyn is enjoying this as
much as I am.  Fucking has becum my total reason for
being, and giving sexual pleasure to a wildly
thrashing Lee Wing is for this moment my purpose in
life.

At last, I hear the moans of Cyn's orgasm; and Lee
Wing suddenly reaches up and grabs me, pulling my body
down onto hers.  Her mouth mashes against mine in a
demanding kiss, and deep in her throat I can hear a
kind of sigh of total satisfaction.

We just lie there, kissing; with me twitching my cock
inside Lee Wings deliciously tight cunt, until I hear
Ms. Heather say, "All right!  Lunch time is over!
Everybody back to work!"

I get up off of my Chinese beauty, leaving her lying
exhausted on the table, and turn around to see Ms.
Heather as she pulls on her sweat-shirt.  It isn't
quite long enough to cover, but she doesn't seem
concerned as she leads us out of the room and into the
lobby area.  I take a last look over my shoulder at
Lee Wing, who hasn't moved.  Ms. Heather hands us our
coats, and even puts my 3" pumps back on my feet as
she takes a last lick at my cock.

On the way home, I remark to Cyn that because of that
red lace teddy, I haven't even seen Lee Wing's tits.
Cyn reaches over and misses the gear-shift lever to
let her hand land on the knob of my erection.  "Poor
you," she says.  "There's always next time."