My Girlfriend Made Me Fuck Her Slave in the Sauna

After taking a long overdue nap on a bed in a room that Brittany showed me, I got back up fully rested and went back to the room. Sarah and Jessica were still out cold. I knew that fight had been intense, but I was still surprised. So I sat back in my chair and waited. I played with my phone for another half hour until I noticed movement in the oil-filled pool. I put my phone away and saw the two of them finally starting to wake up. As expected, they both moaned and stretched their weary muscles before rubbing their eyes, careful not to get oil in them. The slick sheen on their skin caught the light and made every curve stand out sharper than before. My cock twitched just watching them come around.

“Uhh… what happened?” Sarah asked.

“You tied,” I answered bluntly.

“What?” Jessica asked, confused.

“You heard me,” I said. “You both fucked each other to a standstill. No winner. And technically no loser either.”

The platinum blonde and the redhead looked stunned. They turned their gazes to each other in amazement. Their oiled tits rose and fell with heavy breaths, nipples still hard from the fight.

“So… what does this mean for the bet?” Sarah asked.

“I think we all know what it means,” Jessica said. “We both get what we want. I get to fuck your boyfriend and you get to own my pussy for a month.”

“Well… I guess I can live with that. Assuming you can live with tying with a total rookie,” Sarah said.

“You’re definitely no ordinary rookie. Anyone can see that,” Jessica said. “A nympho who takes to the game as quickly as you do comes around once in a lifetime. It was a great fight.”

“That it was,” Sarah agreed.

Settling the Bet

These two had been ready to kill each other not long ago. Now they were acting civil and respectful. I would never understand women, least of all nymphomaniacs. Their bodies still glistened with oil and sweat, the smell thick in the air.

“I assume my pretty kitty Brittany behaved herself while we were out, Mike?” Jessica asked.

“She certainly did,” I answered half honestly. I wasn’t going to rat Brittany out, assuming that was even her real name, which I doubted. No red-blooded man would do anything to get on the bad side of a beauty like her. Her cat ears had twitched in her sleep and I still felt the heat of her mouth around my cock.

“Glad to hear,” Jessica said with some suspicion. “You’d be surprised at what trouble she gets up to when I’m not looking.”

“That’s what cats do,” I said. “So, I assume you girls want to shower and rest up?”

“Actually, I had something different in mind,” Sarah said. She grinned. “I will call in my month of owning Jessica’s pussy starting right now.”

“Oh, will you now?” Jessica asked. “Fine. Then I will claim my prize right now too. I’ll obey you as your sex slave, but Mike will fuck me at the same time. What do you say to that, brainiac?”

Both my girlfriend and I looked impressed by Jessica’s boldness. Sarah’s expression changed to a sly grin. Her eyes dropped to my growing bulge and she licked her lips.

“Alright, red. A deal’s a deal,” Sarah said. “Strip down and come on in here, babe. Let’s put this deluded bitch in her place together.”

“Are you sure about this?” I asked. “Neither of you want to rest first?”

“We just had a nice sleep,” Jessica said.

“And besides, the first thing a true nympho wants after waking up is more action,” Sarah added. “Now shut up, get in here, and fuck her brains out with me!”

I wasn’t going to argue with that. As I started stripping, I looked up at Brittany still lying in her little cat bed. I wondered what was going on in that head of hers. I finished stripping and focused back on the two oiled-up women in front of me. My dick stood straight out, throbbing in the cool air.

Lydia suddenly forced Felicia’s head down between her legs.

“Start licking, bitch,” she ordered. “I want you to eat my pussy while my boyfriend splits you in half.”

Felicia growled in annoyance but kept her end of the bargain and began feasting on Lydia.

“That’s the stuff,” Lydia moaned as she was devoured. “Go right ahead, babe. Fuck the living daylights out of her. Bust her wide open. Don’t be even one percent gentle.”

My animalistic side took over as I got in the pool. Felicia’s gorgeous ass was right in front of me. I looked my girlfriend dead in the eye as I spread Felicia open. Hard as a rock, I pulled back and drove straight into her cunt from behind.

Felicia cried out from the sudden penetration. Lydia encouraged me to make her scream. I held Felicia by the waist to steady us both as I fucked the redhead. She stayed nice and tight despite her promiscuity, probably because of her magic. After seeing Saccharine in her true form, I had no doubt Felicia had been telling the truth, but I kept that to myself for now. I was just glad the girls hadn’t noticed Saccharine taking advantage of them while they slept. I didn’t need them accusing me of anything.

Felicia’s ass cheeks clapped against me with every thrust. Lydia wrapped her legs around Felicia’s head and forced her face deeper into her muff. We smiled at each other. In a way this was a bonding experience, even if it was unorthodox. I didn’t care what anyone would think. We were happy, and that was all that mattered.

Felicia’s moans stayed muffled by Lydia’s cunt as I kept stuffing her. The two of us got rougher on our shared prize. Lydia pulled Felicia’s oil-and-cum-soaked red hair while I reached forward and mauled her tits. Felicia’s muscles started to spasm. She was clearly overwhelmed. Lydia wore one of the biggest, most unnerving smiles I had ever seen on her face. She was enjoying the humiliation a little too much.

“You’re a good slave so far, slut,” Lydia mocked. “But we’re just getting started, aren’t we, babe?”

I flashed her a grin and kept plowing Felicia. Her tight, meaty ass felt amazing every time I slammed into it. I reached out and started pulling Felicia’s hair alongside Lydia. The blonde began humping her twat into the redhead’s face, matching my rhythm. It felt almost romantic in its own way.

“Mmm!” Felicia moaned frantically.

“Shut the fuck up!” Lydia snapped. “You speak only when spoken to, and only when I give permission, slave!”

Lydia was turning into a full dominatrix. I kept thrusting and felt Felicia’s inner walls squeeze me tight. I wondered how much more she could take.

“Finish me off by nibbling my clit, whore!” Lydia demanded.

She groaned as her new slave obeyed. I was getting close myself. With my recent luck, I hoped for… yes. It happened.

Shared Release

I grunted. Felicia screamed into Lydia. Lydia cried out. The three of us came at the same time. I pumped Felicia full while Lydia’s eyes rolled back and she soaked Felicia’s face and hair. Felicia soaked my cock in return. It felt like heaven. Hot cum flooded her pussy and dripped down her thighs into the oil.

I finally pulled out and lay back to catch my breath. Lydia pushed Felicia onto her back and went down on her, licking my cum out of her new slave’s cunt and swallowing it.

“That was some good stuff,” she said.

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“No kidding,” I agreed.

“You two are beasts,” Felicia said between heavy breaths.

“I didn’t say you could talk yet, bitch,” Lydia said.

“So what’s next for all of us?” I asked.

“Besides the obvious?” Lydia said. “A whole new world just opened up to me. I feel like a kid who found out Candy Land is real.”

“Poetic,” I said.

“I look at other women differently now,” Lydia explained. “Whenever I see a really hot one, even a six out of ten, I can’t help comparing myself and wondering how good a fight she would be.”

Felicia gave her a questioning look.

“Speak,” Lydia said.

“That’s very normal, especially for women who just popped their nympho cherry,” Felicia explained. “Embrace it. This is what we women were put on Earth for, more than anything else.”

“No argument here,” Lydia said.

“Just don’t forget about me, okay?” I asked.

“Oh, of course not, baby,” Lydia said sweetly. “I only discovered all this because of you. I would never dream of life without the world’s greatest boyfriend.”

She gave me a loving peck on the cheek.

“And I wouldn’t dream of life without the world’s greatest girlfriend,” I said back.

“Get a room already,” Felicia complained.

“You’re a very disobedient slave,” Lydia said. “I think she needs some discipline, don’t you, Mike?”

“I’ve already had my fun with her,” I said. “Go ahead and enjoy your prize. You’ve earned it.”

“Oh, I will,” Lydia said.

I watched her continue with Felicia and started reflecting on everything that had happened since I saw that ad online. It had been less than a month, yet it felt like another lifetime. I realized how foolish I had been to worry Lydia might abandon me for pure hedonism. With her brains she could have run off with some rich douchebag who saw her as meat, but she chose me, a simple brewer. I was the luckiest man alive, not just for the craziness but for having her in my life. I wondered what would have happened if I had never seen the ad or had ignored it. Would the E-cup eggheads have finished their research? Or was their descent into nymphomania inevitable anyway? Either way, I was proud of what I did for them and for my girlfriend. It was a new era for both of us, and I looked forward to every second.

Lydia fucked another orgasm out of Felicia, then got up and stretched.

“I think that’s enough for me for one day,” she said. “Let’s go home and rest, babe.”

Felicia pointed her toward the shower. We both checked out her ass as she walked off.

“She really is a keeper,” Felicia said.

“You’re telling me,” I agreed.

“And I recommend buying that ring ASAP,” Felicia added.

“What? How did you…?”

“Magic. Remember?” Felicia said. “Well, I’m off to shower with your piece of ass. We’ll try to save some hot water for you, big boy.”

“Yeah… thanks,” I said.