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Part 15 of The Mentor
By: BobAganoush   Posted: 26th May 2008
 
I felt the bed stir again, and sensed somebody close to my head. I then heard Sarah�s voice whispering in my

ear, �Feels good, Bob, doesn�t it?� And I realized it must have been her who had poured the lube on me.



I didn�t reply, but just continued to stroke my cock. Yes, it did feel good, but I still did not like being forced to

do this in front of the three of them. Sarah was still sitting next to me on the bed, with Laura over on the other

side.



I continued a couple of more minutes, and felt myself getting more aroused. Just as I thought I was getting

close, Susan must have sensed this, because she said, �Okay, Bob, that�s enough for now. We just wanted to

get you plenty aroused so you�d have your senses heightened for the remainder of your training.� I stopped

touch myself, my cock still pointing toward the ceiling. Hearing the word �remainder,� I had a glimmer of hope

that perhaps we were approaching the end of the torment I had been experiencing.



�Okay Laura, you first,� Susan said. I didn�t know what she meant, but I heard Laura shifting around and

moving on the bed. She apparently knew what to do, so this must have been what the whispering was about

earlier. I also felt Sarah shifting around a bit on the other side of me, but she just moved a little bit away but I

could still feel her weight on the bed next to me.



And then I felt Laura on top of me, straddling my chest. I felt no clothes on her, so I realized she must have

disrobed when I heard the rustling of clothes after my shirt had been removed. And there was no question what

I smelled � a woman�s wet pussy in a high state of arousal.



She was sitting on my chest, about halfway between my head and my cock, and I waited expectantly for her to

shift forward bringing her pussy in contact with my mouth. I assumed Susan was going to have me service her

orally as part of my �training.�



But there I waited a few seconds, with Laura astride me, making no apparent moving at scooting forward. I

didn�t know what to do, so I just lie there, waiting. Finally, Susan spoke. �Okay, Bob, here�s your task.

You�re going to be trained to worship women, to treat them with all the respect they deserve, demonstrating to

us that you understand our position of dominance over you lowly men. You are going to show us how well you

can pleasure us, putting our gratification above your own. Only through this kind of training will you learn how

to properly respect women, putting them � and their needs, desires, and yes, even their careers � ahead of your

own. It is this discipline that you must learn. Do you understand, pet?�



I couldn�t respond at first, just shocked at what she was doing. I was not surprised that she was using me in

this way given where things had been heading, but the way she was framing it � that my being used as a �sex

toy� to bring pleasure to a woman � was a way of getting me to properly respect and acknowledge women�s

dominance over men was unexpected. I heard her say in a slightly louder voice, �I asked you a question, Bob. I

want an answer.�



I started for a second at the sound of her voice, and pulled myself together. �Yes, ma�am, I understand,� I

responded, knowing what she was expecting to hear.



�Not good enough, Bob. I want you to tell me � no, tell us � what it is you understand.�



I hesitated for a second, trying to make sure I did in fact understand what she was saying. After gathering my

thoughts, I replied, �I understand that the purpose of this training is for me to learn how women are superior to

men. That I need to put them first, before men. Is that correct, Professor Bascom?�



She laughed, and said, �Good enough, my pet. I think you get the gist of it. Okay, Laura, you may begin.�

And with that I felt Laura scoot forward until I felt her pussy hair tickling my chin. Unlike Susan, who I had

learned in the hotel bathroom two nights ago was shaven clean, and Sarah, who usually trimmed her pussy hair,

Laura was quite bushy and her hairs quickly brushed my nose. It became quickly apparent to me that she had in

fact been aroused by what had occurred, because I immediately got a strong whiff of her arousal as her crotch

approached my face.



I opened my mouth, prepared to service her orally. As I did, she scooted forward just a bit, almost enveloping

my nose and mouth with her pussy. Her arousal that had been signaled by her scent was confirmed by the

wetness that I immediately felt all over my lower face. I began to softly lick her labia, first the large outer ones,

then the smaller inner ones. I worked on one side, and then the other, lightly licking and stroking them with my

tongue. Every now and then, I felt Laura shift around a bit, seeming to try to get better contact between her

pussy and my face.



After a few moments of this, I felt a hand on my cock again. It had stayed erect, being fueled by the erotic

sensation of licking Laura. I had to admit it was not unpleasant, and tasting, feeling, and smelling how aroused

she was was also turning me on. The hand was lightly stroking my cock, a very nice feeling. I couldn�t tell if it

was Laura, reaching behind her, or one of the other women.



I was brought out of my reverie by Susan�s voice in my ear. Somehow she had gotten so close, and I hadn�t

even realized it. �Remember, Bob � you may not cum, or you will be punished again.� I couldn�t respond, of

course, with my mouth being totally consumed by Laura�s pussy, but Susan had to have known I heard her. I

tried to put out of my mind what the hand was doing to me, but it was very difficult. I was really concentrating

on my tongue and lips pleasuring Laura, but still, I felt my own arousal growing. And then it stopped � just like

that, it was gone, and I was left once again with my cock aiming skyward.



I continued licking Laura, now starting to move my tongue more deeply into her pussy. Her folds felt very

smooth, and her taste was not unpleasant. I tried to reach the sides of her vagina as best I could, and she

continued to shift around a bit. Her wetness seemed to be increasing, so I suspect that my ministrations were

having the desired effect.



I then pulled my tongue out of her pussy and reached upward to flick it over her clit, which was not hard to

find. It was quite prominent and was sticking way out of its hood, which appeared to have retracted some to

provide me easy access to the clit. As I did this for a minute or so, she began to rock up and down on my face,

and I suspected that she was getting close to an orgasm. I could hear her breathing getting heavier, and she was

rocking faster, and I did my best to maintain contact with her clit, even though my tongue was getting very

tired. Just as I thought she was ready to explode, I heard Susan say in a gentle but firm voice, �That�s enough,

pet, now get off of him.�



Laura groaned, still continuing to rock on my face. �Please, Mistress, I am so close, please let me cum.�



�No, pet, you know the rule � you only come when I give you permission when we are together. And you too

need to learn the proper discipline if you are going to grow into a woman who can use her influence over men.

So get off of him right now, my dear, and return to your spot on the bed.�



I heard Laura sigh, and felt her ease off of my face, leaving me covered in her secretions. She had been so wet

that it was literally dripping down my cheeks in little rivulets. As she got up, I felt a soft kiss on my cheek, and

she whispered in my ear, �You were very good,� and giggled a bit before I felt her sitting again by my side on

the bed.



�Okay, Bob, catch your breath,� I heard Susan say. I had been breathing very heavily from the exertion and

from the weight of Laura on my chest, so I tried my best to catch my breath. I felt some kind of cloth on my

face, sopping up Laura�s wetness that had been deposited there. It must have been Sarah doing that.



I lie there for what seemed like two or three minutes, nothing happening. Then I felt Sarah on the other side of

me getting up, and she too plopped herself down on my chest. I hadn�t heard anything, so Susan must have

given her some kind of silent signal. But then I heard her voice once more, �Okay, Bob, you know what to do,�

and with that, Sarah scooted forward on to my face.



This was a much more familiar sensation to me, of course. Sarah�s trimmed pussy fit right over my mouth, in a

position I had certainly been in before. While this was not something we did frequently, she did like to sit on

my face like this when we played around with dominance and submission. It was one of her favorite ways of

having me service her; she had told me that there was something about towering over me, trapping my head

between her thighs, that made her feel very superior and dominant. I don�t know if Susan had gotten this idea

from Sarah, or whether she had come up with it on her own, but in any event I began using my tongue on my

wife�s pussy.



Knowing Sarah as I did, it did not take very long for her to get going. She had not been nearly as aroused as

had Laura, judging from the difference in how wet she was compared to the graduate student when each had

mounted my face. But Sarah quickly caught up as my tongue got to work. I took one of her outer labia

between my lips and started to gently suck on it, something that I knew drove her wild. I repeated on the other,

and then ran my tongue all around each of her inner lips. She was getting wetter and wetter, and she too began

to move around. Unlike Laura, though, who rocked up and down, Sarah was moving in more of a circular

motion, almost like she was rubbing her pussy all over my face.



As I worked my tongue on her labia, I heard her breathing get heavy and heard her say, �Yes, that is so good,

give it to me Bob.� I knew she was getting close, and wondered if Susan was going to stop her, too, before she

orgasmed. I knew what was going to bring her over the top, and went right for it. I pushed my neck up a bit so

that I could get my lips around her clit, and began to suck on it. This had the expected effect, and she began to

moan even louder, �Yes, yes, yes, that�s it.� I waited for Susan to stop her, but not hearing anything, continued

sucking her clit even harder. And then it hit � a huge orgasm, as she ground her pussy on my face, shaking

violently, her juices running all over it. As she came down, I eased up on the sucking, just the way that I knew

she liked, and after 30 seconds or so her body stopped shaking and she rolled off of me. �Oh god,� was all she

could say.



Susan laughed, and said, �Well, it looked like you certainly enjoyed that, my dear! I�d say your husband is

doing a good job learning just how to take care of a woman, aren�t you Bob?� I had been wiping my wife�s

wetness off of the lower half of my face with the back of my hand, and managed to mumble, �Yes, ma�am.�



Susan laughed again, and I felt hands around the top of my head, and the scarf was lifted off of it. My eyes

were shocked by the light, even though the room was lit by just a rather dim lamp over in one corner, and I

blinked a few times trying to recover from it. After a bit, I was able to look around and take in the sights

around me. There was enough light to allow me to see that on one side of me on the bed was my wife, curled

up, still breathing heavily, with what I could see was a very wet pussy. I turned the other way, and there was

Laura, the graduate student sitting naked and cross-legged looking over at Sarah. I saw for the first time

tonight her very bushy pussy that fifteen minutes ago I had been licking to abandon.



And standing at the foot of the bed was Susan, but unlike the other two, she was wearing the silk dressing

gown in which she had greeted me what seemed like hours earlier. I suspected that her remaining clothed, at

least partially so, while the other two women were naked, was part of the power play for her.



She moved forward, and kneeled on the bed at my feet. She leaned forward, reached out and put her hand on

my cock, and began to lightly stroke it. It had been almost fully at attention while I was licking my wife, but

Susan�s touch brought it even more so.
By: BobAganoush   Posted: 26 May 2008
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